How uncivilized of him.
Ions floating for eons, bourne on the wind, suddenly collide. Lighting flashes and seeks Earth to embrace its power. Slow-motion Thunder follows suit, rather LOUD, but… as ever too late for the show.
Birds in trees. A multitude of birds. Birds are like trees. A million disjointed tweets: no tune, no melody. Like leaves on a tree: growing everywhere, every which way. Order from chaos. But what harmony in this symphony or this glorious sight of nature.
Uncomfortably numb. – Brainfreeze – Nothing gets through. Only fighting the cold remains. – Image of hot soup – Can almost taste it. Virtual soup: Close, but NO cigar!
Beautiful. Portrait of Amy Winehouse by famous artist Marlene Dumas acquired by National Portrait Gallery! Read more: http://artsation.com/en/journal/editorial/amy-blue-portrait
I step through the mirror and gaze upon a maze: a diagram of life’s mistakes and all of them are mine. Oh yes, but then… Ah yes, but there… Hindsight is shite! You had to be there and I was! But if you could, then would you not… Nooooo, for I am me and could […]
I shut off the box, for not shutting up. That incessant nattering got on my nerves. So I pressed the knob, here on the fob and out it went. Now there is silence in the house. Now there is silence in the house!? Hang on, where’s the wife? Oh, here she is and angry. Angry […]