VoDkA
              BLACK
I am purity. Darkness. Romanticism. Proffesionalism. Existence, Complacence. Power. Pain. Everything is black. I am everything.

REB
         Black.
I can’t see a god damn thing so what the hell am I going to write about, how I can’t see anything? My mind is black, sight is black, hearing is black, everything, so HA.

everythinginane:

Shakespearean Existences

“3-31-97
This is a wierd time, wierd life, wierd existence. I think a lot. Think… Think… that’s all my life is.

I wonder how/when i got so fucked up…
when Dylan got covered up by this entity containing Dylan’s body…

4-15-97
existence is a great hall, life is one of the rooms, death is passing thru the doors

Since existance has known, the ‘fight’ between good & evil has continued. Obviously, this fight can never end.
If people looked at History, they would see what happens.

9-5-97
Goodbye all the crushes ive ever had, just shells…. images, no tu truths… BUT WHY? YeS, You can read this, why did god [incoherent scrawl]

Ignorance is bliss
desolation is knowledge
martyrism is hope for others
death is a reprieve
people are alike
i am different

Id rather have nothing than be nothing

10-14-97

I’ll give the phony shit up in a second. want TRUE love….

Awareness signs the warrant for suffering.

11-3-97

everyone moves up
i always stayed.

The meak are trampled on, the assholes prevail, the gods are decieving

wanna die & be free w. my love… if she even exists.
She probably hates me… finds a jock who treats her like shit.

2-2-98

The hall will never end. The love will always be here.

zombies try to destroy what they don’t understand
the gods are slaves to the majority of zombies

I hoped we could have been together… you seem a lot like me. Pensive, quiet, an observer, not wanting what is offered here (school, life, etc.)
You almost seem lonely, like me. You probably have a boyfriend, though.

8-10-98

I understand that i can never ever be a zombie, even if i wanted to. the nature of my entity..
Soon we will live in the halcyons of our minds, the one thing that made me a god.

1-20-99

the pain multiplies infinitely. never stops. im here, STILL alone, still in pain.

Im forever sorry about the pornos. the masturbation has stopped
I’m sorry
I LOVE YOU

I will be free one day, in the land of purity & my happiness, I will have a love, someone who is me in a way. Someday… Possibly thru this life, maybe another, but it will happen…

Love is more valuable than anything I know. I hate those who take it for granted.
love is greater than life. My love will find me. She feels as i do right now, i can feel it. we will be inseperable. Her & i. we will be free,
to explore the vast wonders of the stars… no limits. Nothing will stop us.

I now know the final
battle. the pain of
humanity is our love…

4-15-99

the me, the one, can now control the pain, & it is done. 5 more days.

These moments will be lost in the depressions & caverns of the human books, like, tears, in, pain, but the thoughts will be eternal.
To explain the happiness is impossible.
i cant stay thinking in a 2nd dimension, i go to the 5th! haha. 5 more days. 5 eternitys.

he & i are concieved from ourselves. every night of the self-awareness journey,
we are the nature of existence. the zombies were a test to see if our love was genuine.
I love you, love.

4-19-99
One day. Its interesting, when im in my human form, knowing im going to die. Everything has a touch of triviality to it.
like how none of this calculus shit matters. the way it shouldn’t.
In 26.4 hours ill be dead, & in happiness.
HAHAHA, of course i will miss things.
not really.”

Detail in the illustration is stunning and creative.

The Gifted Mind: Dylan Klebold

thedragonrampant:


I would like to start this piece off with a thank-you to columbinethesehoes, whose reply to my quest for information filled in a very important blank I had not considered beforehand. This piece has turned out a lot longer than I initially thought it would be. It took the better part of yesterday evening and today to put together, but I am very pleased with the way it turned out. I hope it will be to your enjoyment!

“Dylan attended Normandy Elementary School in Littleton, Colorado, for first and second grade and then transferred to Governor’s Ranch Elementary School where he was part of the CHIPS (Challenging High Intellectual Potential Students) program for gifted and talented children.

This statement is probably something we have all read before in at least one article, one interview, one story about Columbine and Dylan Klebold. The CHIPS program, as far as we now understand it, was a program you would need to be ‘pretty gifted’ for. AColumbineSite states that “it’s a safe bet that Dylan was extremely intelligent". All sources, even one (Dave Cullen) whose interpretation of the case is not always very sound, report his ‘brilliant’ mind as a standard fact. These are all statements that have intrigued me in the past. Right now, I feel it is finally time to take a closer look at what this means in terms of how we see Dylan and in how this has possibly affected the events of Columbine as a whole.

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“Some god I am.” – Dylan Klebold

Untitled: Dylan Klebold

watchyoubleeed:

Okay, firstly I want to say that this has nothing to do with the crimes committed by Dylan, It is purely an analysis of Dylan’s personality through the view of his astrological birth chart. It is not always going to be correct, I didn’t know dylan so don’t take it too seriously. I have read…

This is beautifully written and, I believe, spot on. The multi-layered enigma that is Dylan Klebold.

Untitled: Dylan Klebold

Only a handful of people came to say goodbye to Dylan Klebold. His long, skinny body fit awkwardly into the cardboard casket where it would lie until cremation. His hands were folded on his chest, and stuffed animals surrounded him. His family and few friends shared memories, the happy ones about Dylan the Boy Scout, Dylan the Little Leaguer, Dylan the wrestler. There was his mother Susan’s favorite story: One afternoon, Dylan, age 10, came running back from the creek with a pile of leeches. Normally unflappable, Klebold’s mother was disgusted by her son’s blood-sucking treasures; Dylan loved it, the fun of grossing out Mom. For those who attended the service, it was as if Dylan’s life had ended at age 12, not five years later in a murderous rampage that left 12 students, a teacher, and the two killers dead, and a nation grieving and groping for answers. That wasn’t the young man Susan Klebold raised. “This monster,“ she told her hairdresser, Dee Grant, tears coming down her cheeks, “was not the son I knew.”

Exorcising the pain

US News (05-02-1999)

Good find!

A cardboard casket.. Only _5_ years later. *sigh*

thedragonrampant:

Columbine was the result of the accidental meeting of two completely different boys who happened to form one disastrous combination: one boy who wanted to commit mass murder and was willing to die to get what he wanted; one boy who wanted to die and was willing to commit mass murder to get his wish. The arrest brought them together, their culture encouraged them, their environment did not stop them.
But when they went to school that morning, the shooting no longer was what either of them wanted. Eric did not want to die anymore, but he had become what he had blustered about: an Eric-without-NBK no longer existed. The only thing he had left was to actually do it. Dylan only wanted to die himself. His cry of triumph echoed throughout the school: “Today is the day on which I die!“ If another couple hundred people had to die before his ascent to the halcyon — so be it. A few less deaths? Fine as well — it was so much fun to go crazy.

Excerpt from Wij Zijn Maar Wij Zijn Niet Geschift (We Are But We Are Not Psycho), by Tim Krabbé.

Can’t wait to read this book when it finally gets translated into English. Thanks for the translated excerpt!

More complex than Forgiveness.

Samuel Granillo was a 17-year-old junior at Columbine High School when the massacre occurred. Now 31, Granillo says he is still recovering from the psychological scars left from that day.  Tragically, on July 20, 2012, Granillo relived much of that pain when a gunman opened fire on an unsuspecting audience – one that included several of his friends – at the Century 16 theater in Aurora, Colo., during a midnight screening of “The Dark Knight Rises.” Fifty-eight people were injured and 12 were killed, including Granillo’s friend, 24-year-old Alex Teves.

LINK: His story of what happened on 4/20

Video Part 1 8:38 

“We were trying to figure out what was going on. Did anyone see anybody or notice what was happening.  There was someone in our room that’s like ‘hey, this guy, he had on all black, black, backwards hat, really long sort of  wavy hair and kind of a big nose.  Me and my friend Sarah
(Slater) would look at each other "sounds like…Dylan.  No way!  It’s just..that’s got to be coincidence I don’t really know anyone else who looks like that.  Sort of a vague description anyways.  And uh, we’ve known him forever.’ ”

Video Part 2 5:33 – On Growing up with Dylan Klebold

“Um, We actually went to daycare together when I was like, five or six years old.  We went to the same daycare.  And I remember asking him about..he had like a patch of white on his head, in his hair. I remember when I was a little kid, we were sort of playing together – I was like: why is your hair a different color?’ Cuz kids sort of ask everything out of the ordinary. And he’s like "oh, it’s a birthmark. I was like: I have a birthmark on my hand. He’s like: ‘oh, that’s cool.’   My hair doesn’t look any different but ah, wow, I kinda wanted a birthmark on my head so I’d have this radical patch of different colored hair.  That’s something that always stuck with me. Even if..even if what had happened never happened.  I would have always remembered that because..I have a strange memory , I guess.  But, ah, he was on my friend’s baseball team.  My older brother was friends with his older brother and his older brother was I think like a bouncer, security guard at Red Rocks.  Huge guy.  And ah, so my brother and I would go to some shows and we’d talk to him. I worked with Dylan a lot in the theater. I did plays and stuff in high school. And he would always do the lighting and sound..and we’d always just sort of chill out together, um, hang out in the booth..up there with him. And..the weird thing is.. I don’t remember too many conversations with him. Um, I know I had plenty, um, that I’ve hung out with always growing up. He was always in my..only a year ahead of me, he was always in my elementary school, he was ah, in my middle school, high school.  Like, I just, well, just sort of a regular dorky kid ..like any of us. I..got ripped on quite a bit too but I don’t know, people made fun of me. I loved it. Just cuz it made me feel like I was being..myself.  If someone was picking on me.  


I don’t know.. people in these scenarios..I feel everyone always want to say ‘aw, I’d never expect something out of..that person. I couldn’t imagine they’d every do it and they did.’ I guess it’s no different here but I mean, what makes anyone tick. I mean, we all have secrets.  There all scary on there only level..and I think that day. 
I think That day, he was just..beside himself. I don’t think he was himself. It’s like..their souls just checked out – the part of them that everybody loved sort of left this planet – before that happened. I don’t feel like that was really them. 

You know, and from people that I know..that were really close to Eric, he sounded like a total sweetheart.  Uh, he sounded like..um, I don’t know, I have a lot of friends that I guess had crushes on him. He’s an attractive looking dude, I guess, I mean, he’s..a.. good looking guy. But, you know, he had his own sort of..mental problems. You know, mental health is a big sort of issue.  He had a ..duel self..that he told no one, no one knew.  So..I don’t know..but I guess, everyone’s normal if you really break it down. There’s a very select few, I guess,  that are..completely..gone. And I don’t think either of them were..it was just.. just..reality was gone for them at that time.


"Forgiveness is so..different for everybody.  Means something different for everybody. But, I mean, personally, I’ve had conversations where they ask me: ‘don’t you hate Eric and Dylan?’ They just want to hear how much hate I have towards them.  I mean, they’re too human for me.No matter how hard I try, I can’t bring myself to hate them. At all.  They’re too human for me. I hate what they did, what they did was scary, it changed my life, it destroyed others – it was really awful. But I can’t hate them as individuals. You know, I wanna sort of..I don’t know..forgiving them? I don’t know, that’s a hard thing to forgive. Doesn’t mean I can’t look past it. I think that’s just sort of how I am as a person.  No matter how ..awful ..someone may be.. I always try to see what they’re really like? And uh, yeah, no matter how hard I try, I can’t hate them.  I think that’s really hard for people to believe or understand.  Forgiveness may be out of the question but it’s like, I, maybe, I just don’t think ‘forgiveness’ is the right word.  And..it’s more complex to me..then to just say ‘oh, I forgive you or I don’t forgive you’.  Way deeper.   

Granillo is currently working on a documentary about the Columbine shooting as told from the perspective of survivors. To learn more about the project, "Columbine: Wounded Minds Project,” visit the “Columbine: Wounded Minds Project” website.