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DER!K­

Apathy is the new black.

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Some say I was born the seventh son of a seventh son, under a bad moon in the backwoods of lower Appalachia. Others say I was conjured up as a result of a hoodoo man's spell in a Louisiana bayou. Other versions of the legend have it that I was a Detroit police officer, gunned down in the call of duty and rebuilt as a cybernetic supercop. But the truth of the matter is, I'm just a guy that writes stories and draws pictures and plays songs. I also associate with many interesting (attach whatever connotation you like to the word) people...

SUCH AS THESE:

Ephraim Grey Army of the One-Third
Dave (just) Dave Ryan Frickin' Rhoades
Miles Rex Shakey McFadden
FoeHammer Cat
Blakey- Nathan
Lost Sailor T!M
iiTurtle Soup!! Brad Witty
Sean Chance
CHRIS80X Spaceclutch
Stephanie Hooligan4Terry
;)~Heather Angel
Jes Jeni Foxx
GOD Summer
Xavier Phil

HERE ARE SOME MORE.

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DERIK HEFNER



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All artwork by Derik Hefner. Not to be used without permission.

EPHRAIM GREY and all related characters TM & Copyright 2006 Derik Hefner/David Wagoner.



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My Blog

The Dirge

I see an aging Father Time Caught in a trap Of his own design His ticking hands And flickering digits Counting off doomsday And taking us with him A locomotive in motion Stuck on his track He can't...
Posted by DER!K­ on Tue, 23 Jan 2007 09:46:00 PST

Hmmm...

Love's greatest attack is in its retreat.
Posted by DER!K­ on Tue, 16 Jan 2007 07:31:00 PST

Waxing Nostalgic

Driving home from my daily coma-inducing adventure that is somewhat inaptly dubbed a "job", I was greeted with an unexpected surprise.  Running through the dial (or more accurately, running away ...
Posted by DER!K­ on Fri, 12 Jan 2007 05:04:00 PST

Death in Rationalism

"You doom yourselves, Susannah.  You seem positively bent on it, and the root is always the same:  your faith fails you, and you replace it with rational thought.  But there is no love ...
Posted by DER!K­ on Fri, 05 Jan 2007 04:23:00 PST

Life Between the Lines

There is a world beyond the one you think you know.  Not some distant planet in our own or some undiscovered (well, maybe there) galaxy, rather a world that exists not before your eyes, ...
Posted by DER!K­ on Wed, 03 Jan 2007 04:24:00 PST

The Day After

You wake up in a cold sweat, an unfamiliar room wrapping around your senses with its sterile air and dancing dust particles.  Venetian stripes of sunlight turn the walls into a crude, accidental ...
Posted by DER!K­ on Mon, 01 Jan 2007 02:31:00 PST

Hmmm...

Pedestals are made for base jumping.
Posted by DER!K­ on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 06:49:00 PST

Silent in the Shadow of That Great Light

This fantastic masterpieceof shattered glass and battered dreams has drowned me in the drying sea of what was once my soul Aspirations wrapped in plastic shallow graves and broken caskets rending hea...
Posted by DER!K­ on Thu, 21 Dec 2006 05:26:00 PST

Hmmm...

Anger is a broken compass.
Posted by DER!K­ on Sun, 17 Dec 2006 01:42:00 PST

Weird.

[I have to apologize for the radio silence as of late.  Not a lot of time for blogging--- okay that's a total lie, I've had all the time in the world, I just haven't had anything profound to say....
Posted by DER!K­ on Fri, 15 Dec 2006 06:36:00 PST