DJ Taj – Page 3 – [DOOR FLIES OPEN]

BOTTLES of BLOOD

WHAT’S WITH THE MUMMY HAND? When bad spooky and weeping will not nourish the troubled soul, When sacrifice does nothing, then you must…

There is nothing that can make me leave this house ever again, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! “What? Who’s coming to town”? “Laurie Anderson?” “No way! Here?”…

Good morning and welcome to the lab! At the suggestion of our own Litre Cola, brother DJ TAJ and I decided, “Well why the…

The lizards are crawling on my face and eating my eyes. Failure is indeed an option and I have chosen most unwisely, again, Shit…

As the morning fog lifts we are able to see a building with a strange figure knocking at a solitary door. From inside a…

As the scene opens we see an old man who can’t say no sitting naked on a couch watching a 90 year old Joan…

The monumental sadness of everything. Harken back to a happier time, while stoned and watching, I think it was Bourdain. He was in some…

The Rattle of Metal Ghosts Everyone is dead, nothing left, smoke is all you see, the sound of laughter from little devils surrounds you.…

My eyes fly open, sleep is instantly gone. I have seen my future and I know what I’m going to do with the rest…

I was in this horrible place several years ago Then my own personal demons cast me out, but not this time. When you’re trespassing…