Yes, the Ever-lasting contrast. Since existence has known, the 'fight' between good & evil has continued. Obviously, this fight can never end. Good things turn bad, bad things become good. My fav. contrasting symbol, because it is so true & means so much – the battle between good & bad never ends… Here we ponder on the tragedy of Dylan Klebold.
The two didn’t write in official ‘journals’. They wrote in essentially plain old notebooks like the Mead spiral bound (top right) ones that you’ buy at Target for ‘back to school’ stuff. The colors might’ve been anything basic like black, red, green or blue. Unfortunately, since their journals were scanned in b/w, there’s no way to be sure of this. They also doodled in their Rebel Pride Day Planner (top left) that a student received for each school season; it would’ve been more than likely Columbine blue. You can see the spiral edges on Dylan’s ‘journal’ in the bottom two images.
Update here: Eric’s spiral notebook ‘journal’ was in fact noted as blue.
Stay tuned for Dyl’s spiral notebook color…if it was ever listed. I tend to think it wasn’t ever specified. Hmm.., maybe black with pink, sparkly-poo heart stickers? 😉
No, they’re not together. They broke up in the span of a few years after Columbine. They are, however, still friends and both still live in the surrounding Denver area.
I was tagged by the magnificent @thedragonrampant Thanks m’dear ❤ I’m not too terribly good at these things but *deep breath* here. we. go…
Bath or Shower: Bath. I enjoy the ritual of drawing a bath filled with essential oils, bath suds and love to soak, luxuriate and meditate within a moment of sacred space. Showers are cool too but you’re in ‘em to do the job – a quick clean and to catch that first and second wind. Straight or curly hair: I have curly-wavy hair. Favorite movie: I don’t have a favorite movie at the moment that comes to mind anyway, though I do like many. Mm..Black Swan being one of many. 😉 Favorite Holiday: Hallowe’en Best year in high school: Mm, senior year, marginally speaking. Number of serious relationships (over one year): 1.5 Sleep with/without fan: I’m a fan of the fan..and a huge fan of white noise. Android or Iphone: iphone 6s Texting or calling: texting usually. Calls reserved for only those I know well. Facebook or Twitter: Fakebook, begrudgingly for family and friends though it’s an inadequate representation of the ‘real me’. Favorite type of food: Thai food ❤ Dream job: One that doesn’t feel like ‘a job’. Favorite Pizza: chicken, garlic, mushroom with a white sauce Favorite cake: white cake with dark fudge frosting – dualism at it’s finest. 😉 Talking or fighting: talking is preferable Night or day: Both, rainy days and nights are everything here in Cal presently. Summer or Winter: Neither. Spring all the way. Wine or whiskey: Wine Make up or no make up: Makeup because the abundant variety of sparkly, glittery palettes of color are too much fun to forego. Favorite tv show: The Walking Dead, American Horror Story Hair up or down: Short hair, so neither up and down but out Jeans or leggings: Leggings-ish Painted/non painted nails: non painted. I have short nails so even though I love the color options it’s pretty pointless with no nails. Favorite Color: Periwinkle T shirt or dress shirt: t-shirt Flip flops or sneakers: neither, tbh. How ‘bout Clogs n’ Combat Boots. 😉 Big purse/Small purse: ginormous enough to be a Tardis so I can carry plenty of important shit including my ipad sometimes. How many tattoos: nope. How many piercings: ears only. Diamonds or pearls: gemstones are preferable like Black Opal or
Chrystophase Favorite animal: Cat and Owls Rap or country music: *vomits in mouth a little* Uh, annnything but? Sports or couch: Couch sports 😉
me is a god, a god of sadness exiled to this eternal hell the people i helped, abandon me i am denied what i want, to love & to be happy being made a human without the possibility of BEING human the cruellest of all punishments to some i am crazy it is so clear, yet so foggy everything’s connected, seperated I am the only interpreter of this Id rather have nothing than be nothing some say godliness isn’t nothing humanity is the something i long for I just want something I can never have. The story of my existence -Dylan
Aww, I’m honored you mentioned E-C and right along side the R to my V. 😉 Thank you ever so much! It’s gratifying that you find this blog informative! ❤
Aww, that’s sweet. ☺️ You know, @rainflesh 🙏🏻❤️as my talented amazing illustrator might just be the thing to convince me to do it. Haha!
Aww yisss if you ever do end up writing a book (which really really should happen and would likely 100% knock David Cullen on his stupid sweaty fictitious ass), give me a call and we’ll talk cover art, I’d be honored aha 😮
Bah! Never mind just cover art, I think we’d need to showcase your disarming illustrations throughout each of the chapter and in full color. 😉 Idk about me knocking Davey boy on his arse however I can totally see him sneaking around just to buy the book for all it’s gratuitous Dyl content. Oopsy!
You’re on, m’dear – it’s a deal ! 🙂
Btw… I have a request I’d really like to veeery much see you bring to life as I just know you’d do this one perfectly. ❤
“In the days before he died, I had hugged him and told him how much I loved
him. I held his scratchy face between my palms and told him that he was a wonderful person and that I was proud of him.
Had he felt pressured by this? Did he feel that he could not live up to my expectations?”
The official record is that the two supposedly hauled the two large propane bombs encased in duffel bags into the cafeteria that morning. Seems a bit too convenient and rather fishy to me, that the security cam video tape was changed during the exact time they installed their bombs so we have no video tape record of the two setting the duffel bag-bombs down by the cafeteria columns. Plus, large propane tanks are heavy suckers. I just tend to think they had those particular cafeteria bombs already in the school. There was testimony of seeing a propane tank in the freezer in the cafeteria kitchen during the Prom. I tend to think the two scrapped their initial plans of bringing the bombs in that morning and it’s conceivable that the boys hauled the bombs from a very close-by location already in the school into position early that morning. That;s just my feeling though.,
Though the focal point of the massacre started out intentionally in the cafeteria area as their two large propane bombs were set to go off there. The boys did venture into other parts of the school when they entered the building from the South-west entrance. They were up and down the east main hall way, until they eventually ended up walking into the library. They may not have intentionally planned to spend a large amount of time in the library and likely had no idea what was going to happen next the moment they set foot in the there. It would make logical sense why they semi-randomly decided to traipse into the library given the fact that it was directly over the cafeteria where they were still holding out hope that their bombs would explode and everyone above in the library, including themselves would go out with their detonation. But of course, the more time they spent in the library picking off people the more time had passed in which they realized that something went really wrong with the bombs. By then, they had thoroughly spent wasted approximately twelve minutes in the library. After they left the library, Eric was in a daze having broken his nose (from the shot gun kick while killing Cassie Bernall) and so he and Dylan were wandering around aimlessly but also going down to the cafeteria area to make attempts to get the bombs to go off and also proceeding into the kitchen area. Some of the other areas they meandered through after they left the library was through the science rooms area, and they did enter some class rooms here as well as stare through the windows of students hiding within the rooms. Then they worked there way back through the main hall up to the school administrative offices and out through the art hallway. Many students had either fled or were hidden in locked classrooms by then. See Diagrams 28 to 48 and Diagrams 90 to 98 to trace their path their tornado-like random path of destruction.
You’re correct that they didn’t specifically enter the gymnasium area or places that you’d assume jocks would be gathered. Remember, this was initially supposed to be a bombing and so after the explosion, they had fantasized that they would be standing in one place picking off wounded, fleeing students and even picking off specific students that they identified as a hated group, possibly on their Shit List while they were at it. So, it was never specifically supposed to be a school shooting where they’d be intentionally going after certain groups of people they despised. The bombs failed and they basically went with an impromptu ‘Plan B’ of sorts where they were just improvising blindly as they went along – all the while still holding out hope that the bombs would blow at any second. Though, while they were in the library, they made a point of trying to single out the white hat jocks who might be hanging out on lunch hour there and they failed miserably at coercing targeted groups in that manner. One of the reason they may not have entered the school and made a conscious decision to march over the gymnasium is perhaps they still felt kind of vulnerable and intimidated by a potential group of jocks trying to jump them or stop them. That they’d be overpowered or perhaps out numbered by brawn. By, I would imagine basically what happened when they got in the school is they were just ‘having fun’ dicking around at basically owning the school and enjoying being charge of others’ lives and so the clock ticked on and pretty soon they’d spent enough time in the library and by the then the cops were surrounding the building. They probably saw the siege outside and figured that it’d only be a matter of time before they’d have to either be shot by cops or do the job themselves if they didn’t want to get trapped and arrested by authorities.
They basically just ended up wasting time carrying out a random school shooting. This probably sunk in over time for them, most especially Eric, who was obsessed about the bombs being the center piece of their attack. Additionally, he was also bleeding from the nose all wobbly and disoriented and when they entered back in the library for the last time, they probably realized all the bodies on the floor within it was their only ‘major’ coup. They may have even thought they killed way more than they actually did in their heighten perception and jacked up adrenaline but they had no way to tell who they only wounded and not killed. Overall though, starting with the bombs failing to go over, the entire thing turned out the exact opposite in every single conceived and planned designs for how they envisioned it would all play out. After their initial rush wore off, the reality slowly began to sink in for the two, that their terrorist-like McVeigh attack on their school had ended as an abysmal, small-potatoes flop with a whimper of a battle cry in self destruction.
Anyway, I hope that helps give you a more well rounded snapshot of how their grand designs ended up going down haphazardly. Their best laid plans were like a ratio of three parts fantasy to one part actual solid preparation, testing and strategy.
He did some group dating, yeah. Basically, mixed guys and girls going bowling or whatever. Only one was a date-date was with Sasha Jacobs – all of two times. She was disinterested and felt uncomfortable with him. Hugging girls, yeah probably likely but with friends that were girls that he knew really well, Devon, Robyn and possibly Sarah Slater and likely girls as part of the TCM. It’s possible he kissed Sasha on the cheek but I think the date was far too awkward for her to even be receptive to that on his part. Plus, he’d need the girl to give signals first before he’d even work up the nerve for such a thing..
Probably not long enough for you guys. haha It’s a gradual work in progress in between RL, let’s just say. 🙂 It’ll be launched far from finished but more will be added to it over time as more redundant Qs come in.
The Everlasting Contrast 