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And near the end of the peer, far far away from civilization, covered in a strong and unpleasant wind, I sneaked instinctively behind the lighthouse, looking for nothing but the calmness of my internal void.
I was a clandestine wanderer, hosted in a foreign body that I never chose to buy, without such thing as a fate to follow, a planet roamer of delicate hands… I sneaked instinctively behind the lighthouse, and only for a while something made sense…… José Ramos Comments
boas cores!
-- member of: ~metal-pt=macrophoto*Nature-Club~pt ~D70ers~Picture-Maker~Deviant-Underground ahh wow *___* this is beautiful! I wasn't sure at first if it was digital art or a photo when I clicked on it. THe contrast of the red and thenn the yellow in the sun makes for a very intteresting effect on the rocks. Wonderful work :claps:
-- "aishite kudasai..." "But I just remembered that there is no love here..." れいたは私のです。 I placed my hand upon the red stone and closed my eyes.
Something, somewhere called my name in a soft windy voice. I shivered. I looked to the sea that spread before my eyes and I hold on tighter to the lighthouse walls. Fear suddenly grasped my body and glued it to the cold reality of the red and white paint. My name was called again. Persistent this time. In denial that I was begging to hear things I looked up to the golden sun, blinding myself for a moment. And the voice came closer, whispering behind me. It took me just a second to realize it wasn't out of me but from inside that the voice called my name upon. "Let it go..." it whispered. And as I followed the road of rocks down to the sea, my body wasn't mine no more. My wet cloths were the only thing reminding me of reality as I sat on the rocks. "Let yourself go. Nothing you have will help you to understand the future, the unknow, if you close your heart... then there is nothing left but the empty desert of a long lost soul" |
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November 8, 2005
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Konica Minolta Camera, Inc.
DiMAGE A2 1/500 second F/5.6 7 mm 64 Oct 29, 2005, 4:52:34 PM |
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