Friday, April 26, 2013

Fort Ord Whispers


Fort Ord Whispers, originally uploaded by gogoloopie.

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I've seen many ghost towns and many odd things. However, I'm still having to remind myself that this one was real and not part of a movie set..., an absolute must see if you're in the bay area and enjoy this sort of photography! Located in Marina off Imjin Rd. - hard to miss once you look- the remnants encompass most of modern Marina CA.

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Global Proportions (hope for us all)?


“May we live in peace without weeping. May our joy outline the lives we touch without ceasing. And may our love fill the world, angel wings tenderly beating.”

Aziza
~ Irish Blessings quotes





















~SyмэттяУ~ي١~Реяfест١ои~

Friday, April 19, 2013

This Disembodiment


Davenport Display




My breath is white, my body curled inwards to contain the little remaining heat. 

My thoughts are filled with imaginary places, tendrils crawling in the mud of modern literature for scattered tickets to new lands.

I add them to my itinerary, sleepless and close to tears.

My own world is too vast, yet I am escaping.

To places snuggled between beginnings and ends, not furled across a labyrinth of fear and regret.

My reality sits outside of me yet it tugs at my flesh, burrowing into my bones like worms which cannot wait to feed me to the soil before my blood turns cold.

A voice echoes, circling softly around my mind.

Its words meaningless, but not letting me die.

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Breathless Before The Face Of Ruin






Just out of range
Just out of reach
Adrenal glands tirelessly thumping
Heart racing
Blood pumping
Always running
Running
From
This stranger within me
She always giggles
But not like the child
This is more like - Sin.
Sins of me.
Sins of the Father.
Sins of the Mother.
Sins of the Mother before Her -
The Father's Mother.
And, yes,
Sins of the He
The One that came out of Her
Long after Me.




~SyмэттяУ~ي١~Реяfест١ои~

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

This Disembodiment


This Disembodiment, originally uploaded by gogoloopie.

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My breath is white, my body curled inwards to contain the little remaining heat. My thoughts are filled with imaginary places, tendrils crawling in the mud of modern literature for scattered tickets to new lands. I add them to my itinerary, sleepless and close to tears. My own world is too vast, yet I am escaping. To places snuggled between beginnings and ends, not furled across a labyrinth of fear and regret. My reality sits outside of me yet it tugs at my flesh, burrowing into my bones like worms which cannot wait to feed me to the soil before my blood turns cold. A voice echoes, circling softly around my mind. Its words meaningless, but not letting me die.

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Past Tense


Past Tense, originally uploaded by Luxtra (on break).

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Pixels: The Art of the iPhone




Tools and apps are listed in the tags.

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Para siempre .... Tráfico al Zocalo.

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This is across from the Zocalo (the square) in Cuernavaca, Morelos - Mexico; about 2 hours south/southeast from Mexico D.F. (Mexico City)... This is early summer around 2005

Monday, April 1, 2013

Safe Harbor


Safe Harbor, originally uploaded by gogoloopie.

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Seashells String The Seaside And All I See Is You And Me Embracing So Tenderly.