A New Day

(James Watkins)

A new day begins-

earthbound-

ethereal-

flying around.

Unseen mists of morning-

open ocean green,

blue spouted spray queens-

in darkened emerald dreams.

Violent moodiness of

ancient ocean floors.

Standing silent-

stopped-

by solid sentinel gray doors.

Open your ears and

hear the ancient song-

for we are a breath-

a whisper-

and then gone.

Gray white clouds in

measured morning light,

stretch forth ghostly hands

to distant horizon heights.

Flowing sands,

rich soft pillows rising,

foam waters rolled –

Reflectioned sweet-

blessings stormy,

and daggered deep.

Footpaths fallen-

though carefully called-

lie brooding-

waiting-

silently enthralled.

Night comes full- birthed

With ancient beauty-

aging stars of light-

bright brilliant singing,

resisting evil night.

Bring your watchers

high and steep-

strong on hidden walls,

soft from winters sleep-

unchained mystic music-

mighty opening keys-

darkened dormant dominions-

breath of living wings.

Blown now by fire,

frenzied furnace hot-

desperate with desire,

of beauty that is not.

Frozen winter stars-

regal, reigning,

galaxies unfurled.

Swirling, dancing destinies-

on anxious alien worlds.

Future hope through

eyes that long to see

guarded pathways of

Unbound revelry.

Massive mountain darkness,

night mystery and pearl,

deadly wicked wonders,

no heavenly theme

imperiled.

Dying dreams-

sprung to life-

soon escaped

from winters white.

Ephemeral future-

celestially veiled,

tossed and lifeless,

embattled and assailed.

Come forth now,

by seasons force,

to plans of old-

now lend your voice.

Creation sounds,

that groan and sway,

walking free forever-

with joy,

for one more,

glorious

day.

James Watkins

This was a beautiful early morning in Provincetown.

Before us unfolds a ballet of avian life, silhouetted against the canvas of the cosmos. Each bird, a solitary voyager, flaps its wings in a rhythm as ancient as the stars. The sky, a tapestry of mellow gold and deepening blue, cradles these earthbound creatures in its vast embrace, just as it holds worlds beyond our sight.

Notice the way the clouds scatter the sunlight, how they seem to be nebulas in the firmament of our own atmosphere, each one a nursery for the sun's dwindling rays. It is a scene that repeats across the vastness of space, where stars are born and die in clouds of gas and dust, much like these scattered clouds at twilight.

These birds, in their freedom, remind us of our own boundless potential, our yearnings to soar beyond our horizons, to explore the unknown. They seem to navigate not just the winds of our world, but the currents of the universe, heedless of the invisible boundaries between sky and space, between their small world and the infinite.

In their flight, there is a whisper of the cosmic dance, where everything from the smallest particle to the grandest galaxy is in motion, choreographed by the unseen forces of nature. As Carl Sagan might say, we are all made of star stuff, and watching these birds, we can believe it; for a moment, they carry upon their wings the dust of distant stars, and in their freedom, they tell the story of the cosmos.

Aberkenfig, South Wales

Lat 51.542 N Long 3.593 W

Skywatcher 254mm Newtonian, Tal 2x Barlow,

ZWO ASI 385MC.

4000 frames captured using Firecapture.

Approx. 1300 frames processed with Registax 6 & final levels slightly adjusted with G.I.M.P.

Lunar south is uppermost. Image captured at a near full moon. Quite good seeing.

For earthbound observers, a rare glimpse of this elusive lunar feature. This is not an easy target to capture as the opportunity to observe it occurs only a few times a year.

The Solstice is the celebration of the year, the promise of light, the joy shared in life... no matter how you celebrate, or what you celebrate, share your light, as we need every spark.

Aloha kākou my wonderful friends... I have been long away, as changes in RL and SL have upended much of my worlds. But there is no better time to share than the Solstice, or Kwanzaa, or Christmas, or Hanukkah, or any of the other celebrations of light and life.

Today I get to share with you the beautiul Harmony gown from Blue Moon Enterprises now at the December 2021 We Love Role Play. Solas has been working with Silas Merlin from the Silas Gallery, and the results are just gorgeous.

Harmony is presented in four rich deep colours, the lovely red shown, as well as a beautiful green, blue, and black. All come with a matching cameo choker and an holly add-on for the extra festive holiday spirit.

Please stop by We Love Role Play and try on a demo. It's just perfect for the winter dance.

Peace and love and joy to you all, my friends!

Mele Kalikimaka a Hau'oli Makahiki Hou!

A hui hou kākou!

Aeon's pose is from an lar [poses]

Pictures were taken at Calas Galadhon's 2021 "A Christmas Wish"

The sim windlight was used!

I am wearing:

•Blue Moon Enterprises -- Harmony (gown, cameo choker, and holly add-on) (Maitreya fitmesh), now

at We Love Role Play in December 2021

•.AiShA. -- Holly crown (green/red)

•EarthStones -- Poinsettia 'n Bells Earrings

•{Limerence} -- Samanta hair

•DS'ELLES -- Clemence (Ambre) skin

•Mayfly -- Luminous Twilight Forest eyes

•[GA.EG] -- Barbara mesh face

•[GA.EG] -- Glamour Lashes

•Maitreya -- Lara mesh body, hands and feet

Archiv vom 5.Dezember 2009

A New Day

(James Watkins)

A new day begins-

earthbound-

ethereal-

flying around.

Unseen mists of morning-

open ocean green,

blue spouted spray queens-

in darkened emerald dreams.

Violent moodiness of

ancient ocean floors.

Standing silent-

stopped-

by solid sentinel gray doors.

Open your ears and

hear the ancient song-

for we are a breath-

a whisper-

and then gone.

Gray white clouds in

measured morning light,

stretch forth ghostly hands

to distant horizon heights.

Flowing sands,

rich soft pillows rising,

foam waters rolled –

Reflectioned sweet-

blessings stormy,

and daggered deep.

Footpaths fallen-

though carefully called-

lie brooding-

waiting-

silently enthralled.

Night comes full- birthed,

With ancient beauty-

aging stars of light-

bright brilliant singing,

resisting evil night.

Bring your watchers

high and steep-

strong on hidden walls,

soft from winters sleep-

unchained mystic music-

mighty opening keys-

darkened dormant dominions-

breath of living wings.

Blown now by fire,

frenzied furnace hot-

desperate with desire,

of beauty that is not.

Frozen mountain stars-

regal, reigning,

galaxies unfurled.

Swirling, dancing destinies-

on anxious alien worlds.

Future hope through

eyes that long to see

guarded pathways of

Unbound revelry.

Massive mountain darkness,

night mystery and pearl,

deadly wicked wonders,

no heavenly theme

imperiled.

Dying dreams-

sprung to life-

soon escaped

from winters white.

Ephemeral future-

celestially veiled,

tossed and lifeless,

embattled and assailed.

Come forth now,

by seasons force,

to plans of old-

now lend your voice.

Creation sounds,

that groan and sway,

walking free forever-

with joy,

for one more,

glorious

day.

James Watkins

A moment of elegance, a moment of beauty... even more important in such darkness.

Welina mai kākou! Hau‘oli Pō'ahā! Aloha my friends, Happy Thursday!

I have a beautiful elegant gown from .AiShA. to share with you today. Olivia comes in a host of lovely colours, but I just adored the beautiful cobalty-blue Klein. It's a long gown, so it can be a little tricky to dance in, but its sexy and slinky and just makes me feel good.

There's another beautiful Decade necklace from [Harshlands]! The rares in this gacha all feature a special little adornment. I love the butterfly wings of the Jilly! And again, it all helps support a good cause -- the fight against cancer!

I wish you all a little bit of elegance to hold on to! A hui hou kākou!

Aeon's pose is Aquarius M from Astalianda

The Coastal Afternoon windlight was used.

Pictures were taken at Zodiac, sponsored by Fallen Gods, at Fantasy Faire 2020

I am wearing:

•.AiShA. -- Olivia (Klein) Gown (Lara only)

•[Harshlands] --FF Decade Necklace (Jillyf)

-- only available at Fantasy Faire 2020!

•EarthStones -- Moonlight Wrap Bracelet

•*ARGRACE* -- Iori hair

•DS'ELLES -- Clemence (Ambre) skin

•Mayfly -- Luminous Twilight Forest eyes

•[GA.EG] -- Barbara mesh face

•[GA.EG] -- Glamour Lashes

•Maitreya -- Lara mesh body, hands and feet

Olympus E-PL1

Lightroom 2

Camera Bag Desktop for Mac

Photoshop CS4

City Break

Hair: Pi by Analog Dog (in dark brown) Visit Analog Dog in Second Life at maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Analog%20Dog%20Hair/179/11...

Top: Luna Paillettes top by Mimikri in gold for Tres Chic August 2016 maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Nika/128/121/2001

Skirt: Jas leather skirt by Aphorism in brown for Shiny Shabby August 2016 Visit Shiny Shabby n Second Life at maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Shiny%20Shabby/130/129/22

Shoes: Method booties in beige for Tres Chic August 2016 maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Nika/128/121/2001

Bangle, Necklace and Earring Set: Kaiya Jewellery set by Earthstones in Earth maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/EarthBound/124/139/25

Sunglasses: Never fashion glasses by Vassnia these are available on the Marketplace here marketplace.secondlife.com/p/Vassnia-Never-Fashion-glasse...

Images Taken in Second Life at It All Starts With A Smile maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Heavenly%20Groove/140/59/22 except You Spin Me Round which was taken at my husband's SL city apartment!

“Earthbound,” by William Cochran (1988). .

More: www.visitfrederick.org/listing/“earthbound”-mural/3077/

A New Day

(James Watkins)

A new day begins-

earthbound-

ethereal-

flying around.

Unseen mists of morning-

of open ocean green,

blue spouted spray queens-

in darkened emerald dreams.

Violent moodiness of

ancient ocean floors.

Standing silent-

stopped-

by solid sentinel gray doors.

Open your ears and

hear the ancient song-

for we are a breath-

a whisper-

and then gone.

Gray white clouds in

measured morning light,

stretch forth ghostly hands

to distant horizon heights.

Flowing sands,

rich soft pillows rising,

foam waters rolled –

Reflectioned sweet-

blessings stormy,

and daggered deep.

Footpaths fallen-

though carefully called-

lie brooding-

waiting-

silently enthralled.

Come, full- birthed,

appearing quickly

thing of ancient beauty-

aging stars of light-

bright brilliant singing,

resisting evil night.

Bring your watchers

high and steep-

strong on hidden walls,

soft from winters sleep-

unchained mystic music-

mighty opening keys-

darkened dormant dominions-

breath of living wings.

Blown now by fire,

frenzied furnace hot-

desperate with desire,

of beauty that is not.

Frozen mountain stars-

regal, reigning,

galaxies unfurled.

Swirling, dancing destinies-

on anxious alien worlds.

Future hope through

eyes that can not see-

guarded pathways of

mundaned revelry.

Massive mountain darkness,

night mystery and pearl,

deadly wicked wonders,

no heavenly theme

imperiled.

Dying dreams-

sprung to life-

soon escaped

from winters white.

Ephemeral future-

celestially veiled,

tossed and lifeless,

embattled and assailed.

Come forth now,

by seasons force,

to plans of old-

now lend your voice.

Creation sounds,

that groan and sway,

walking free forever-

with joy,

for one more,

glorious

day.

James Watkins

Photo by Chuck Rogers

This image is of a goldfinch escaping captivity after long days of pecking through the plastic, she cannot wait to feel the cool breeze beneath her wings once again ....

...."Freedom .... tweet! .... tweet!"

We can all feel caged up

occasionally, it would be so nice to escape if this were us.

It would be much better to fly off through the blue skies and forget the past .... gliding free.

"I wish I could fly,"

If I could fly up, I'd go

wind in the hair, whoo, whoo, whoo.

Delighted, glad, far up flying,

gliding high, I'm happily trying.

Soon to earn my pilots wings,

way aloft as the church bell dings.

Alas, I'm still earthbound,

wished I could fly, "Oh well, I frowned."

Original poetry:

by Sean.

Love & Peace 💓

This image, in reality, is a small glass goldfinch inside a plastic water bottle, trying to get out and successfully managing it.

I photographed this image for the last Macro Mondays of 2023.

Topic: "In a bottle," revisited again. "Redo"

You are supposed to re-make a new better version, but redo it again just better.

My other original image of a glass hummingbird was uploaded on 13th April 2023.

I really don't believe I have achieved this, but this image is certainly much more colourful 😄

"Cheers" 🍻 to every one of my 'Macro Monday' friends who have supported me through 2023 .... and everyone on, Flickr, too & anyone else !!!!!

Love & Peace 😊 Sean x

heading downward, changing as it goes

A combination of all the figs I have been working on. Hopefully it does justice to such an amazing game. I tried to stay purist, but some characters required paint and other mods to perfect them. Mario is a custom printed figure by EclipseGrafx.

Exploring PS actions, The original was nice, But being a neutral subject I thought a little additional color overlay would be a nice effect. I played with a couple different things before I settled on this action, which added the faintest pinkish overlay.

Seen in Explore 11/16/2008

Photo by Vicki Rogers.

View our most interesting photos according to flickr.

A New Day

(James Watkins)

A new day begins-

earthbound-

ethereal-

flying around.

Unseen mists of morning-

of open ocean green,

blue spouted spray queens-

in darkened emerald dreams.

Violent moodiness of

ancient ocean floors.

Standing silent-

stopped-

by solid sentinel gray doors.

Open your ears and

hear the ancient song-

for we are a breath-

a whisper-

and then gone.

Gray white clouds in

measured morning light,

stretch forth ghostly hands

to distant horizon heights.

Flowing sands,

rich soft pillows rising,

foam waters rolled –

Reflectioned sweet-

blessings stormy,

and daggered deep.

Footpaths fallen-

though carefully called-

lie brooding-

waiting-

silently enthralled.

Come, full- birthed,

appearing quickly

thing of ancient beauty-

aging stars of light-

bright brilliant singing,

resisting evil night.

Bring your watchers

high and steep-

strong on hidden walls,

soft from winters sleep-

unchained mystic music-

mighty opening keys-

darkened dormant dominions-

breath of living wings.

Blown now by fire,

frenzied furnace hot-

desperate with desire,

of beauty that is not.

Frozen mountain stars-

regal, reigning,

galaxies unfurled.

Swirling, dancing destinies-

on anxious alien worlds.

Future hope through

eyes that can not see-

guarded pathways of

mundaned revelry.

Massive mountain darkness,

night mystery and pearl,

deadly wicked wonders,

no heavenly theme

imperiled.

Dying dreams-

sprung to life-

soon escaped

from winters white.

Ephemeral future-

celestially veiled,

tossed and lifeless,

embattled and assailed.

Come forth now,

by seasons force,

to plans of old-

now lend your voice.

Creation sounds,

that groan and sway,

walking free forever-

with joy,

for one more,

glorious

day.

James Watkins

Taken while I was in Egypt

At first this might look like an image of destruction but actually for me, it was inspired by how incredible I think it is that pyramids are still standing thousands of years after being built. It was a totally surreal feeling to stand in front of these pieces of history and to know that they've withstood so much of the world. — Timeline Photos

Facebook: www.facebook.com/JoelRobisonPhotography

Twitter: @boywonderjoel

Email: joel@joelrobison.com

Even in the darkest storm, the colours can shine brighter.

Welina mai kākou! Hau‘oli Pō'alima! Aloha my friends, Happy Friday!

You know that feeling before the summer thunderstorm hits? You can feel it in the air, the humid air under a darkening sky.. the little cool breeze that tells you that the storm is finally here. I know it's a long way off from summer, but I am so looking forward to that feeling. That cool breeze, a break from the humid heat of the summer day.

Isolation protocols have kept me very busy with RL, so I haven't gotten to share as much with you, but I had to share this with you before it's gone. Melora Frost over at Petite Morte and Oubliette has a wonderful little spring hunt going on for a few more days, so if you haven't stopped by you really should. There are some gorgeous little gifties to find, including this cute dark sundress.

It's a 25L hunt, but the items are adorable. Don't miss out!

Stay healthy my friends! Love and peace to you all. Mahalo! A hui hou kākou!

Aeon's Pose is Furimuki #1 from Snow White and the Seven Kitties

The London 2050 windlight was used.

Pictures were taken at Luane's World

I am wearing:

•Witchwood -- Ostara Chambray Sundress (Freya/Isis/Venus/Maitreya/Physique/Hourglass)

•Pixel Box -- Moon and Stone short necklace

•EarthStones -- Moonlight Wrap Bacelets

•Maitreya -- Zoie (black) boots

•Magika -- Shimmer hair

•Alaska Metro <3 -- Foil Flash tattoo

•Oceane Body Design -- Quinn Perle skin

•Mayfly -- Luminous Twilight Forest eyes

•[GA.EG] -- Barbara mesh face

•[GA.EG] -- Glamour Lashes

•Maitreya -- Lara mesh body, hands and feet

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Do we not all dream of distant shores? Of winged ships bound for shining lands?

I hope that you all are enjoying Fantasy Faire as much as I am! While the shopping and the dancing and the performances and the role playing is all amazing, I think that I most love the feeling of coming together. Yeah, we love all those other things, we shop ourselves silly, we party far too late in the night... but we're all 'ohana here, we're all family. We're all here to stop the Unweaver, we all dare to dream of a world without cancer.

ANYWAY..... I found this lovely outfit from Tamiron Forge at Faire, and while it's different from my normal fae wear, it's really lovely. I would totally wear this in RL -- it just looks comfy, and how can you not love the colours? It's Ylona, and it comes in three pieces -- top with belt, pants, and boots with leg wraps. And they're absolutely gorgeous.

So is it likely that I find my favourite Fantasy Faire treasure only a couple days into Faire? I found the new Fairy Wings from Aii & Ego, and I've hardly taken them off. You may have seen me with their Starfire angel wings -- these are just as amazing. They have a beautiful texture hud with MANY preset textures, but also the capability to set different textures for different wing components. Not only that, but allows you to set RGB tinting for those individual components, set gloss, environmental, glow, and alpha values for each of those components, separately. I mean, what CAN'T YOU DO? I love love love these, and you'll be seeing them again here!

And as always, please please please, whatever you do, whatever makes you happy, come to Fantasy Faire and share the love, and share your lindens to help put an end to cancer. There are better distant shores, and we can get there through our hard work.

Much love and aloha -

-Aeon

Aeon's pose is The Ingrid Series - Five from an lar [poses]

Pictures were taken at Sipala at Fantasy Faire 2023

The sim windlight was used

I am wearing:

•Tamiron Forge -- Ylona Top, pants, boots & leg wraps Faire store at Frostweald

•aii & ego -- Fairy Wings Faire store at Szystrum Synod

•EarthStones -- Tumbled Stones necklace (Night Sky)

•Analog Dog -- Leela Hair

•Analog Dog -- Squeeze Hair

•DS'ELLES -- Clemence (Ambre) skin

•Mayfly -- Luminous Twilight Forest eyes

•[GA.EG] -- Barbara mesh face

•Maitreya -- Lara mesh body, petite add-on, hands and feet

Aberkenfig, South Wales

Lat 51.542 N Long 3.593 W

Skywatcher 254mm Newtonian, Tal 2x Barlow,

ZWO ASI 385MC.

4000 frames captured using Firecapture.

Approx. 1300 frames processed with Registax 6, final levels & annotations added using layers tool on G.I.M.P.

Lunar west is uppermost. Image captured at a near full moon. Quite good seeing.

For earthbound observers, a rare glimpse of this elusive lunar feature.

A New Day

(James Watkins)

A new day begins-

earthbound-

ethereal-

flying around.

Unseen mists of morning-

of open ocean green,

blue spouted spray queens-

in darkened emerald dreams.

Violent moodiness of

ancient ocean floors.

Standing silent-

stopped-

by solid sentinel gray doors.

Open your ears and

hear the ancient song-

for we are a breath-

a whisper-

and then gone.

Gray white clouds in

measured morning light,

stretch forth ghostly hands

to distant horizon heights.

Flowing sands,

rich soft pillows rising,

foam waters rolled –

Reflectioned sweet-

blessings stormy,

and daggered deep.

Footpaths fallen-

though carefully called-

lie brooding-

waiting-

silently enthralled.

Come, full- birthed,

appearing quickly

thing of ancient beauty-

aging stars of light-

bright brilliant singing,

resisting evil night.

Bring your watchers

high and steep-

strong on hidden walls,

soft from winters sleep-

unchained mystic music-

mighty opening keys-

darkened dormant dominions-

breath of living wings.

Blown now by fire,

frenzied furnace hot-

desperate with desire,

of beauty that is not.

Frozen mountain stars-

regal, reigning,

galaxies unfurled.

Swirling, dancing destinies-

on anxious alien worlds.

Future hope through

eyes that can not see-

guarded pathways of

mundaned revelry.

Massive mountain darkness,

night mystery and pearl,

deadly wicked wonders,

no heavenly theme

imperiled.

Dying dreams-

sprung to life-

soon escaped

from winters white.

Ephemeral future-

celestially veiled,

tossed and lifeless,

embattled and assailed.

Come forth now,

by seasons force,

to plans of old-

now lend your voice.

Creation sounds,

that groan and sway,

walking free forever-

with joy,

for one more,

glorious

day.

James Watkins

These lovely bog flowers always remind me of a sky map of connecting stars...they're in bloom as summer transitions into autumn each year!

Louisiana based US Air Force Boeing B-52H Stratofortress (BUFF) 61-0004/LA, call-sign 'Doom 12' returns to Terra Firma after an eight hour mission during a recent deployment at RAF Fairford.

She was out with Doom 11 - smoking around the 'Island' as it was apparently described during a related press release.

For a long time now, Ollie has been expressing interest in climbing higher. For example, Ollie interprets the tops of framed pictures as steps that will take him to new heights on the wall. They don't.

Not long ago, when Ollie was atop a ladder, he mistook the top of the door frame for the edge of a hitherto unknown loft. He only realized his error when his jump over to the loft ended differently than he expected.

Ollie sometimes even stands on his hind legs in front of the frame for the closet door and tries to pull himself up the 2"x4" with his arms and paws.

I was pondering what to do to help Ollie reach higher heights when I remember having seen pictures of wall-mounted steps and catwalks designed for felines who are feeling a bit too earthbound. An internet search led to "Catsy," an Etsy vendor specializing in wall-mounted climbing equipment for cats.

As if finding just the right source weren't enough, the business is in Ukraine. Having already successfully bought seat and stool cushions from another Ukraine-based business on Etsy, I did not hesitate to order a suite of wall gear for Ollie.

Before I knew it, the box arrived. It was then that I sat down to do what I should have done before placing the order: decide where the steps and other components would go. Fortunately, an ideal layout soon suggested itself.

The installation required nothing less than dismantling the two iron bedsteads, moving them and the box springs and mattress out of the way, vacuuming the shocking quantity of dust that had accumulated under the bed, fashioning templates from graph paper so I wouldn't need to hold heavy components in place to drill the holes for the support bolts, drilling the holes, bolting the pieces to the wall or other supports and putting the room back together again.

Was I surprised when Ollie didn't scramble up the steps like a recruit at boot camp on the first night? Not at all. But when Ollie still wasn't showing interest in the set-up after a couple of weeks, I began to feel like the parent who bought a set of encyclopedias for their kid's edification only to find them propping up furniture in their room.

Then I dawned on me that the first stage of the circuit was too high for even a prodigious jumper like Ollie to reach.

I installed a pair of steps side-by-side lower down on the wall. Problem solved!

Ollie still hasn't tried walking the special bridge made of planks and rope. Why would he when there's already a perfectly good two-inch-wide beam that will get him to the same destination?

Don't worry. Most of Ollie's elevated route is over a soft bed.

Joshua is investigating an old spaceship shaped coin-operated ride. Not much room inside for anyone very large. This ship is part of the sign and pump collection we found in Provo.

To enjoy my other creative project, please visit my funny short stories website: 500ironicstories.com where you can read or listen to new stories each week. I have also curated the stories into three different selections:

Stories for Kids - 500ironicstories.com/stories-for-kids Love Stories - 500ironicstories.com/love-story

Moral Stories - 500ironicstories.com/moral-stories

Earthbound Coaching & Architecture

Hanalei Bay drifting ...

Summer in our sky ships, forever, sailing the wind.

Somewhere Sunday morning brings us miles from earthbound, sailing the wind.

September, keeping kite time together we summon the wind.

Swaying to a gentle lady's breeze of ocean, sailing the wind.

Up among the clouds I see my face miles below,

Tugging on the string, a travelin' thing in my soul.

I've got half a mind to close my eyes and let the string go, sailing the wind.

-- Loggins and Messina

A New Day

(James Watkins)

A new day begins-

earthbound-

ethereal-

flying around.

Unseen mists of morning-

of open ocean green,

blue spouted spray queens-

in darkened emerald dreams.

Violent moodiness of

ancient ocean floors.

Standing silent-

stopped-

by solid sentinel gray doors.

Open your ears and

hear the ancient song-

for we are a breath-

a whisper-

and then gone.

Gray white clouds in

measured morning light,

stretch forth ghostly hands

to distant horizon heights.

Flowing sands,

rich soft pillows rising,

foam waters rolled –

Reflectioned sweet-

blessings stormy,

and daggered deep.

Footpaths fallen-

though carefully called-

lie brooding-

waiting-

silently enthralled.

Come, full- birthed,

appearing quickly

thing of ancient beauty-

aging stars of light-

bright brilliant singing,

resisting evil night.

Bring your watchers

high and steep-

strong on hidden walls,

soft from winters sleep-

unchained mystic music-

mighty opening keys-

darkened dormant dominions-

breath of living wings.

Blown now by fire,

frenzied furnace hot-

desperate with desire,

of beauty that is not.

Frozen mountain stars-

regal, reigning,

galaxies unfurled.

Swirling, dancing destinies-

on anxious alien worlds.

Future hope through

eyes that can not see-

guarded pathways of

mundaned revelry.

Massive mountain darkness,

night mystery and pearl,

deadly wicked wonders,

no heavenly theme

imperiled.

Dying dreams-

sprung to life-

soon escaped

from winters white.

Ephemeral future-

celestially veiled,

tossed and lifeless,

embattled and assailed.

Come forth now,

by seasons force,

to plans of old-

now lend your voice.

Creation sounds,

that groan and sway,

walking free forever-

with joy,

for one more,

glorious

day.

James Watkins

Back to the pink beacon again, identified earthbound object, sending that greenhouse glow into the countryside. I feel the draw like moth and lantern, feel the pull like gravity growing. Blue sky sinking and human sun shining, it rises to trade places with what the day leaves behind. I feel the strength of intensity traded, upended, tossed between hands held tight in the darkness. We're almost down to the last of evening, but I'm already all in on artificial light. Down one quiet road, little traffic either way at any time, under the busiest highway of home. Everything is low and waiting for darkness, all blurred into a bright static. It's a long, bright journey to the dawn, warmly shining here on the cold side of things. It's a beautiful way to watch my body heat leave me.

November 21, 2020

Clarence East, Nova Scotia

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Marilyn Monroe

Credits

Outfit : Le'La Brienne with Blouse, Belt, Chain, Pant, Corset and Shoes

30 Colors Hud

Rigged for Maitreya/Petite - LaraX/Petite - Legacy - Reborn - Kupra - Erika - Genx

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Hair : Doux Laura

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Necklace : Earthstones Anara

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A New Day

(James Watkins)

A new day begins-

earthbound-

ethereal-

flying around.

Unseen mists of morning-

of open ocean green,

blue spouted spray queens-

in darkened emerald dreams.

Violent moodiness of

ancient ocean floors.

Standing silent-

stopped-

by solid sentinel gray doors.

Open your ears and

hear the ancient song-

for we are a breath-

a whisper-

and then gone.

Gray white clouds in

measured morning light,

stretch forth ghostly hands

to distant horizon heights.

Flowing sands,

rich soft pillows rising,

foam waters rolled –

Reflectioned sweet-

blessings stormy,

and daggered deep.

Footpaths fallen-

though carefully called-

lie brooding-

waiting-

silently enthralled.

Come, full- birthed,

appearing quickly

thing of ancient beauty-

aging stars of light-

bright brilliant singing,

resisting evil night.

Bring your watchers

high and steep-

strong on hidden walls,

soft from winters sleep-

unchained mystic music-

mighty opening keys-

darkened dormant dominions-

breath of living wings.

Blown now by fire,

frenzied furnace hot-

desperate with desire,

of beauty that is not.

Frozen mountain stars-

regal, reigning,

galaxies unfurled.

Swirling, dancing destinies-

on anxious alien worlds.

Future hope through

eyes that can not see-

guarded pathways of

mundaned revelry.

Massive mountain darkness,

night mystery and pearl,

deadly wicked wonders,

no heavenly theme

imperiled.

Dying dreams-

sprung to life-

soon escaped

from winters white.

Ephemeral future-

celestially veiled,

tossed and lifeless,

embattled and assailed.

Come forth now,

by seasons force,

to plans of old-

now lend your voice.

Creation sounds,

that groan and sway,

walking free forever-

with joy,

for one more,

glorious

day.

James Watkins

... if not –

earthbound

and eyes cast down –

you might as well

be dead

~ Penny Windsor

Figyeld az eget

... ha nem –

földhözragadtan

és lesütött szemmel –

éppúgy

halott is lehetsz

~ Penny Windsor

One of my favorite video game characters in lego! Also I won't be active for a week starting on Monday I'll be at summer camp! Sorry

“There's no drama like wrestling.” Andy Kaufman

{Outfit + Accessories}

#Empire – Yarrow

(Yummy) Free Spirit Rings

EarthStonesDallas Diamond Bracelets

GIZ SEORN– Crystal Faux Fur Stole

Moon Elixir – Dreamy – Pearl Bodychain

PHEDORA / Legs Chains Caelia /

PUNCH / Belly Piercing / Diamond

**Luas** Rosanne - Whip - Cream

\//.VoluptasVirtualis – Enelia

F A I R Y Fashionable

Forget about racing us, you earthbound species are nowhere near our technology!

This is the next batch of minifigure edits I will be doing. In my DCEU, the Legion would be the main antagonists of the second justice league film, which would act as an adaptation of the ‘Tower of Babel storyline’, though would be closer in nature to the animated adaptation ‘Justice League: Doom’ albeit… somewhat darker.

The legion would be comprised of the following:

-Genius, billionaire, playboy, Sociopath Lex Luthor (He would act as a counterpart to superman and the leader of the team overall).

The super-soldier and master assassin Slade Wilson/Deathstroke (He would act as a counterpart to Batman, due to his skill as a fighter).

The ruthless, predatory huntress Minerva/Cheetah (She would act as a counterpart to Wonder Woman, having had a past altercation that she seeks to get even from).

Deranged tinkerer Winslow Schott/Toyman (He would act as a counterpart to Cyborg, due to his tech expertise and elite hacking, also having the job of removing the mother box from cyb’s body)

Pyromaniac, demolition expert, assassin Brigit Pike/Firefly (she would act as counterpart to Martian Manhunter, due to her innate skills with fire, his major weakness)

Self-imposed successor to James Jesse and skilled anarchist Axl Walker/Trickster II (he would act as counterpart to Flash, blaming him for the death of his idol).

Green lantern would not have a legion counterpart for a number of reasons. In universe he would have been offworld at the start of the movie due to events in his solo films, he wouldn't have any earthbound foes to speak of and (IRL) is really hard to come up with an uncontrived protocol for.

Digital infrared image made using a Canon Powershot A640 compact digital camera fitted with a Hoya R72 IR filter. False colour adjustments done with the free Earthbound Light plug-in for Adobe Elements.

Hand gestures are useless on the phone, ma’am...

Nice bracelet, though.

Turn from the cold and the wind into light. Spring is coming... warmth and growth and flowers, the scent of wet loam, of life ready to burst forth into song.

A few pictures that I took months ago that I never posted here on flickr. I found the most wonderful separates that just cried out “boho/gypsy chic” to me. A little mix-and-match and you’ve got a look that is perfect for role play… or for every day. Well, every day for me, anyway!

I don’t know about you, but I find that working with separates can definitely be more challenging — I tend to forget what separates I have in my wardrobe, and finding pieces that go together can be very hit-or-miss. But it’s very exciting when it does, and creates a look that is very unique to the individual.

Mahalo! A hui hou kākou!

Aeon's pose is The Bronte series #5 from an lar [poses]

Pictures were taken at Luane's World

I am wearing:

•ERSCH — Arma (khaki) top

•1313 — Phryne (brown) skirt

•EarthStones — Gypsy necklace and earrings

•@rOrO — Golden Gypsy Stack bracelets

•Maxi GossamerMaxi Gossamer — Liliane hip belt

•Scarlet Fey — armband from Elven Asym outfit

•Cazimi — Rikah (gold) anklets

•Analog Dog -- Leela Hair

•Oceane Body Design -- Quinn Perle skin

•Alaska Metro <3 -- Foil Flash tattoo

•Mayfly -- Luminous Twilight Forest eyes

•[GA.EG] -- Barbara mesh face

•[GA.EG] -- Glamour Lashes

•Maitreya -- Lara mesh body, hands and feet

Turn from the cold and the wind into light. Spring is coming... warmth and growth and flowers, the scent of wet loam, of life ready to burst forth into song.

A few pictures that I took months ago that I never posted here on flickr. I found the most wonderful separates that just cried out “boho/gypsy chic” to me. A little mix-and-match and you’ve got a look that is perfect for role play… or for every day. Well, every day for me, anyway!

I don’t know about you, but I find that working with separates can definitely be more challenging — I tend to forget what separates I have in my wardrobe, and finding pieces that go together can be very hit-or-miss. But it’s very exciting when it does, and creates a look that is very unique to the individual.

Mahalo! A hui hou kākou!

Aeon's pose is The Bella series #3 from an lar [poses]

Pictures were taken at Luane's World

I am wearing:

•ERSCH — Arma (khaki) top

•1313 — Phryne (brown) skirt

•EarthStones — Gypsy necklace and earrings

•@rOrO — Golden Gypsy Stack bracelets

•Maxi GossamerMaxi Gossamer — Liliane hip belt

•Scarlet Fey — armband from Elven Asym outfit

•Cazimi — Rikah (gold) anklets

•Analog Dog -- Leela Hair

•Oceane Body Design -- Quinn Perle skin

•Alaska Metro <3 -- Foil Flash tattoo

•Mayfly -- Luminous Twilight Forest eyes

•[GA.EG] -- Barbara mesh face

•[GA.EG] -- Glamour Lashes

•Maitreya -- Lara mesh body, hands and feet