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How The Phoenix Was Born

Ok, to be perfectly honest, this is a story about how a child can become a man of his own free will. The whole thing began as a simple idea. I had thus far accumulated several piercings (only two of which I kept in the end, as being the most 'me') and two tattoos. I was happy with my body, and content with the quality of the work. Andre and John are the guys I swear by. And the idea was scarification. I was talking to a friend about different things, like suspensions and scarification. I lamented the fact that ... read more

Drunk scarification

I always liked the extreme, and from a young age I had piercings on my ears and my nose. The last year, I started to like things I hated for a long time. Piercing of my left nipple was the first, and I done it without any thought. A Tattoo was the second, but I don't ever have money to do that. Scarification was the third, but two things made me hesitate. The first was the permanency. The second... I was afraid about the terrible pain I would inflict on myself. I was reading experiences of other people in BME, ... read more

My son Elijah

My story is that of a different sort. Of course every story is different than the last, but it's for you to read, and to decide what to make of it. I have always had an interest in Body Modification. Piercing, Tattoo's, Branding, Scars, you name it, and I'm into it. I started slicing up my wrists, and cutting designs into my arms and legs, at the ripe old age of 10. I got my first tattoo (homemade of course) when I was drunk at age 13. KURT. (In memory of Kurt Cobain.) In purple marker rubbed into the cut ... read more

Gracing my body with blood

A Slice of Yuppie... Im 20. Scars on my arm... Scars on my Leg... Slight Scars on the very hands I use to type this ... I can remember the first time I cut myself. It wasnt that deep, but it was about 11 inches long. Top of my thigh, to the knee almost. I grabbed a razor and ran it along my leg ever so slowly. The most beautiful shade of silence ran down my leg, and I was Scared. It was so natural, to just pick up the tool and et it glide across my leg. I was ... read more

Development takes time

I have for a number of years been at war with myself not knowing which way to turn or for that matter, what to do. >From a very young age I have felt outcast by society, not in an overtly evil way, just different, on the fringe of insanity if you like. I remember being three years old, unable to sleep my mind started wandering. I kept having strange sensations, not directly thoughts but feelings and what might be described as an out of body experience, just without the floating into the air and seeing my bed below. I was ... read more

Scarred for Life

"Scarred For Life" By Parrish Coleman This is an account of an ink rubbing that I gave myself one night. Since then the ink has ran and faded out, now I have a highly visible scar on my right upper arm. For the longest time, I had wanted to be able to visually express myself to people. Being able to have piercings, tattoos and mods is probably the best way to do so. Don't think I am going around telling people to tear up their bodies for the sake of art on their own. They can go to someone who ... read more

Branding as a hobby

When I was 11 I accidentally burned my hand with a soldering iron. My hand jumped back like a cricket but it didn't hurt that bad. This was the moment of my life that I looked back on when I had the idea to burn myself. Knowing that the pain was formidable yet brief, I decided that I would give a single strike brand a try. I've had a couple small tattoos done but I felt too damn uncomfortable while I recieved them. Besides, I was not cool with having a needle going in and out of my flesh. I ... read more

Branding in Toronto

Over the course of the last six months, I had been contemplating cuttings, brandings and implants as future modifications to my body. I had no set time points for accomplishing such tasks except that they were valid considerations to take into account for my long term corporeal transformation. After watching the Modcon DVD, however, I came to the conclusion that I would not be comfortable with cuttings at this point in time. Implants, though I will eventually carry through with them, I feel no need to have them done anytime soon. Branding, on the other hand, seemed so titillating and ... read more

It eats my flesh away

About two weeks ago I decided that I was missing something. I had no idea exactly what I was missing, but I just knew that I was missing something. Three days ago, on the 13th of February (2001), I found out what that something was. What I was missing other people would gladly pass up, but I wanted it. I decided to burn my skin and leave a nice scar. My friend, Jon, wanted to borrow one of my Cradle of Filth CD's (Midian, one of their best albums). Of course, I gladly let him. However, I needed something in ... read more

First Scarification Experience

Well..it started off as just a walk with me, and my closest friend, Ashley. Every so often, we'd walk down to this parking garage by the apartments down the street from my house. (Highpointe) Anyway..for some reason, that kind of become a little 'memory' for us. Ever since the 5th grade, we'd go down there, carve stupid shit into the garage side, like.."K.S.+D.B.=3", stupid kid shit. Anyway..we were down there..I forget why, now, but it was a little over a year ago. I think we'd both been having family problems, and had walked down there just to get away, smoke ... read more

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