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Through a Distance

October 26, 2009 · 0 comments   9 views

in Philosophies

“Everything big and bright eventually dims out when at distance.”

 

Once upon a time, I felt that its just a matter of perception between what you adore and what you despise. Then I wrote The Orion Halo. Miraculously, its just getting more true.

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Crossover To The Adversary

October 22, 2009 · 0 comments   16 views

in Photography, Poetry

Deserted myself; blew up into the smoke,
Drowned in liquor; walked out of all ties,
Tied to posts and hung from the cliff;
Gasped for drown; vomited dragon.

Made more alone; walked out of body,
Flew off the ground; hit the clouds,
Blasted through the mountains,
Burnt into ashes; destroyed in oblivion.

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Humence Sans Foetus

Photography
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From the abyss of the uncultivated she arose
To embezel the throne of myst and flair,
Holding on to the coins of merry
Unto the pity minds of the golden Æschere.

September 11, 2009 11 comments

The Difference In The Ocean

Philosophies

“One’s change cannot be any different than the difference that one can make.”

August 8, 2009 1 comment

A Somnambulist’s Reality

Poetry

The dreams of fantasizing resides the truant adore,
Of a temptation miles long.
Slithering on a jump-board cliffed from one shore.
Beliefs and ‘stitions cuddled under the stampede
Of the imaginations’ kaleidoscope,
Transient shadows carving shapes
Through ecliptic proportions that can never reborn.

August 14, 2005 5 comments

Walking Across The River

Poetry
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One summer evening the river strolled silently.
(Led by me,) we too trudged along:
Me and I,
Walking together towards a common goal
To reach each other across twenty-one furlong.
Between us, through the solitude and blank desertion,
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September 9, 2003 0 comments

The Orion Halo

Poetry

It was a mid-day morn A man on terrace With few drapes worn, Just out of bath To repeat those prayers Daily sworn.
With folded arms he was standing, Facing the Sun He was praying. [...]

February 1, 2003 0 comments