
The quiet observer is observing.
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 quiet observer is observing.

VoDkA’s patented hypnotizing, spidery finger moves. 😉
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Glove sharing bros
“Can I borrow your left glove, please?”
“..ahhright.”
So we know Dylan could wear Eric’s gloves even though their hands were distinctly different sizes. Maybe the pair they wore during NBK were the ones Dyl is borrowing here at Rampart Range?
Patented VoDkA stance and kickback
There are more than 99 ways to die… and I thought of them!
[Redacted] can get me that gun I hope, i wanna use it on a poor
SOB. I know..his name is vodka, dylan is his name too.
If by fate’s choice, [Redacted] didn’t love me, i’d slit my wrists & blow up atlanta strapped to my neck. It’s good understanding
a hard road since my realization, but it gets
easier, BUT IT DOESN’T! Thats part of existence, unpredictable. Existence is pure hell & pure heaven at the same time.
–Dylan Klebold

Chillin’ Dyllin’

amused VoDkA is amused

Technique.

So, it appears that he had two coats: an actual trenchcoat with epaulettes and the infamous black duster – unless, alternatively, the cape-like top part of the duster was removable?
Dylan asking Eric his left glove
Such the polite gentleman.
Dylan showing a bowling pin with bullet holes in it
A wild Dylan abruptly emerges forth from the woods proudly brandishing his wounded prey.

Dyl’s boom stick.

Randy and Judy Brown watch the Rampart Range video at the Jeffco Sheriff’s Office in 2003
That must be a very odd, horrific feeling to be watching that video and comprehending a different side of Dylan since he had been over to their house on many, many occasions from sweet little boy to shy, (seemingly) gentle teenager.

At one with his gun.

I don’t want to say they were nondescript,” she says. “They were nice enough, but not enough to start a conversation. We had no connection after (shooting in the woods). They seemed a little weird, but they were just boys. I was only two years removed from their age. They seemed like boys playing their war games.