Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Asylum (twisted and torn)

Haunted by the demons in his head, no where to hide, no exscape, just twisted and torn


3 ways to start a plague

1. Believe in evil
2. Curse the living
3. Raise the dead


Blood, sweat, and fear, (liquid dreams and seductive horror corroded)

Kidnapped, and taken to some unknown location. They knock me out, I awake in surgery, its like some liquid dream, a very seductive horror story


Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Liquid dreams and seductive horror

Laying down on a bed of steel while the surgeon takes out my ribs, watching in horror as he does these horrible things to me.


How to touch a stranger?

Use your minds eye, see what they want and give it to them



Monday, February 27, 2012

Insecticide

Fly to me, before you die, my arms open, so don't turn back, I am waiting for you patiently, don't make me regret it, don't test me because you wil only hurt yourself


scrying to the beat of a different drum part 2

What do you hear in your head? Do you have calling? Meditate on it, listen to the voice of your higher self


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dont drown me

Jesus christ! Don't drown me in a lake of fire.


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Sunday, February 26, 2012

Jesus Christ!!!! Don't drown me

Original painting, no effects by marcel pyron, the details are in the mix, inside the pattern


Secrets of the dead part 3

Further into the unknown past the dimensions of reality, what is real, what is illusion, could you tell if it was right in front of you


White noise

The spirits of the dead are trying to communicate, can you hear them?


Saturday, February 25, 2012

The darkest beauty

Mysteries of the dark are strangly beautiful, sometimes cruel, sometimes sweet, open your mind to the beauty of the darkness


Exorcism

Praying and waiting, dreaming, and hating, all my days away, please god take this demon away, please lord destroy this enity today


Secrets of the dead part 2

Another realm of sadistic twist and paranoid fantasies. A new nightmare within my head emerging.


Skying to the beat of a different drum part 1

We are all different, we all want different things, there's not one person the same even though they look alike.


Secrets of the dead, part 1

A haunting painting, by marcel pyron, no effects, channeling to various spiritual guides through meditation, I have found one who's made a major impact and three who have guided me in terrible ways, through nightmares.


Self portraits of a reaper

Lost within myself, who am I, I still am in search of something I lost or maybe never had








Beautiful misery part 2, enhanced and warped

What a beautiful scene on such miserable day.


Asylum part 3, the asylum continues

Double headed, suffering from illusions, skitso, multipersoniality, one talks to themselves, asks themselves questions and answers them but believing someone else gave them the anwser.


Selfless control factor tampered and restricted

When controlled by unseen forces the good you try to do, may in the end be bad



In the mind of a killer part 1

Into the mind of a twisted homocidal maniac, there's a bloody knife with a name on it, who's name is it? Is it yours? Or are you the killer or am I?


Friday, February 24, 2012

Beautiful misery part 1

Under a beautuful night sky filled with misery from the way we have treated it, we have polluted it until it has finally had enough. The time is nearing.


Art gallery

All digital art made by marcel pyron.










Asylum part 2

Going deeper into the mind of a psychopath. Is it sinking in?


The opening of our walls

The opening of ones self to the paranormal, opening up to a ghost.


A night in a new realm

Deep into the unconscious mind we find a place we like to hide. A place full of wonder and color.


Thursday, February 23, 2012

Asylum part 1

When ones sanity shuts down on them and they have nothing left. They become a monster to themselves and others.


Shedding skin

The opening of ones third eye slowly awaking and shedding skin to realize that they've been trapped within.


Distorted angel lost in technology

Oh my beautiful angel distorted in technology, on a plane invisible to plain sight


Alone with death

A reflection of oneself when they are depressed and morbid.


Inside our walls

My picture blog is one the most unique you will ever find