but I had to share it.
I had lots of time,
but no patience.
I had a miracle,
but I couldn't see it.
Now I have all this space
and nothing to put in it.


freedom: woman aloneThe great escapefreedom: woman alone
at last awaits! Soon there will only be
shadows of me in all of the places I used to go. Little left to remind them of me and in their heads only an echo. Soon it will be hard to picture my face. I am not of any place. Not my cross to bear -
I've got nothing to hold me to past, present, future.


Honorable no moreIf only I could retain the illusions of grandeur I had as a child. Those times I would stretch out my arms like wings and feel that wind rush through me like power. Invincible, I stood upon the rock. I stood against the rushing air. Braced,Honorable no more
feathers ruffling, head held high,
I stared beyond Into the sky, vast and pure. Riding on the wings of the storm I was noble and without scorn. I was a bird that soared.


Salmon RiverNever did I know the water could be so clean; fish's dream.Salmon River
That's the way it was before but only this place is that way now And it's hard to imagine: This is the cleanest river I have ever seen and out here you don't hear a single damn machine, not a sound from mankind, No endless highway hum. Silence. Then life.
What have we done? It's impossible to imagine that everything was once like this. Everywhere used to be beautiful. So much for civilization, convenience. We've conventiently destroyed everything. &nbs


passersbyFor some this is all it takes to seduce them away Just another pretty face with nothing to say.passersby
They live in a dream Those who have never seen That life is so brief The shock - the disbelief They can accept it, Those who are dreaming A life without truth, Life without meaning.
People who are happy, people like them All their grand successes seem such a trivial end.
But this is not how it is for you and I, my love and I, Black old death permeates our lives.
And it's true that we hurt the ones that we love the most


Transcendence Of A Figure1. I love the rain. The droplets wash away the waxen masks and reveal the very essence. 2. I don't believe in blue - another way of pretence. Yet contrast consists of nuance. Shades of gray. 3. Hiding is in vain - irrevocably and inexcusably, the truth lies in everything. The rain touches all. 4. Listen to the wind defining the abstract. It takes you to your senses - give in. It will never carry your hair twice in the exact same way. 5. There is, I believe, a reason behind the storm within your eyes. I search for it still. 6. Can you hear the sun? It's dusk. 7. &nbsTranscendence Of A Figure
Misty Woods
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"Love the art in yourself and not yourself in the art." - Konstantin Stanislavisky
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I am touched that my writing holds meaning for you.
And thank god Bush isn't president anymore! Hopefully the war ends soon.
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Some are born to sweet delight.
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the picture of the boy with the green eyes was taken & edited over a year and a half ago.
i don't use borders and such anymore.
was edited back in the days when i was like 'I CAN PHOTOSHOP SO I'M GONNA GO OVER THE TOP WITH EVERYTHING, YAY' haha.
but thanks alot for the compliment
fashion photography is actually something i would love to get into in future.
i started photographic studies college in melbourne in just over a month so hopefully i can better myself and my work and maybe make a name for myself someday
so thankyou !
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Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to sweet delight,
And some are born to endless night.
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I have returned...<~^*Lochcelious*^~>
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Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to sweet delight,
And some are born to endless night.
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I have returned...<~^*Lochcelious*^~>
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Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to sweet delight,
And some are born to endless night.
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