TRUTH

We all have our own truth

Credos that we abide by

It stops us falling into murky waters

Getting lost by the wayside

It can be difficult staying on the path

I wish I had Dante and Virgil at my side

Instead I rely on your light to guide me

Love like a burning flame inside

I knew it would not be easy

I have my own steep hills to climb

But I would do it all again if you asked me

At least I can say I have tried

This flame may die down into embers

Ready to ignite at your word

Such love can never be extinguished

Like a heart that never really dies

Can I still find my way through the forest

Navigate my way past the lies

See the truth of you in front of me

Answering all the tears that I have cried

I have been taking a little break from Flickr after my last upload of images. So consequently I am a bit behind with my usual thank you’s. So I thought I would place this up here in the meantime for you to thank you all for your support. Those of you who have got to know me and my work know how much these pieces mean to me, and the journey that led me to create them and share them here. Each poem is deeply felt and a reality to me, and can be emotionally challenging to write. I am learning that not only do I need time to create them, I also need time to rest in between them. Thank you again for all your kind words, faves and views. I would have found it difficult to keep going without you.

This image is the view towards the Altar beneath the East Window of Ripe Church, Sussex, UK, which has medieval fragments of the original stained glass set within the clear gothic window.

To see more of my images and poetry have a look at my website:

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One Short Sleep VII (Spirits Rising)

People always try to get involved

I feel like I'm done, and don't know where to run

People always trying to take a bite out of my mind

If you need a fight, maybe we could start

I feel I might just be coming undone

Tell me why you can't be found?

It's so unreasonable, I know you

Love is a difficult life

Maybe we should take it to the streets

Basically, I might not be weak

Basically, I might not be falling

Basically, I might be used to this

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sometimes night falls in circles. nobody knows where the center of these circles is...

may be it hides into some rooms from where the light escapes slowly. or in the heart of a running girl that crosses the street. or...it may flow from letter to letter into the words of a real meeting.

Seealpsee

A piece of modern art by Richard Wilson (not the one who plays Victor Meldrew). A Slice of Reality is a thin section of a former sand dredger, Arco Trent.

As I turned, the world around me altered abruptly; vehicles, buildings and the people that operated and maintained them became transparent, and somehow time itself seemed to speed up. The ghostly remains of once tangible people flittered before my eyes, leaving behind them faint echoes that slowly faded into nothingness. That which was corporeal now appeared as if rendered in spirit. I thought at once of the charlatan, Crowley, and his Magick, but quickly dismissed the notion that such a man could bear any relationship with the truth now being revealed before my eyes: that reality was not as it seemed.

Turning further, my eyes alighted on the man. His left arm, raised in an almost defensive posture, was encased in some kind of satanic machine. I could see little wisps of steam rising from the elbow joint and a subtle orange glow that hinted at the incredible furnace that must lurk somewhere within. Only God knows what strange powers might be required to build such a device; as advanced as our science was at that time, it seemed to me inadequate for such artifice. I had, however, no doubt that this machine was the cause of my abstraction from the material plane and that this man must be confronted, before all that we held dear became lost.

I composed myself, stood tall, and approached the man.

“Hello,” he said. “My name’s Barry.”

Twelve hand-held exposures representing thirty seconds of March 26th, 2019. Shot at the Victorian Brickworks Museum, Bursledon.

NB. You’ll no doubt be pleased to learn that Barry holds no sinister plans concerning the ultimate fate of the universe; he is, in fact, a cake designer.

Usual caveats etc.

Slab City, Ca.

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Traveling east on Old Forge Road last Wednesday afternoon, I had already crept past two vehicles off the road. Just as I topped a low hill, this scene lay before me....

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digital art

If you take the scene of the ancient rocks I showed you yesterday, deliberately fracture it and then reassemble the parts, this is one of the results.

Having grown up in south Florida, you know, really not knowing what winter was, I truly appreciate experiencing it. Stepping way out of my comfort zone on this one. The starkness of winter, frigid temperatures and atmospheric fog and all, I found this image intriguing, so I snapped away a few. It pretty much sums up the harsh reality of winter within Yellowstone. I love the isolation of being out there at these moments ... as long as I have a warm snow coach waiting for me. LOL

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The stark reality of life in the elements of the sea shore.

I spent the weekend in Aberdeen, WA, and I ended up photographing quite a few abandoned places with the homeless in my frames. I don't enjoy photographing the homeless, but I do think it's a story in the midst of the state of our environment. I feel for them. Becoming homeless could happen to anyone.

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"It breaks my heart 'cause I know you're the one for me

Don't you feel sad there never was a story

Obviously it never be

Bigger is MUCH Better

Freedom is not free....!

Have a great day guys.Thank you for comments and faves.

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Chelsea neighborhood, Manhattan

Pinhole camera Reality So Subtle 6x6, film Fomapan 100

Will they be taking our temperatures next?

Hochtrasse der Münchener Straße, Düsseldorf-

Benrath

Abstract reality

Sometimes the reflection is more interesting than reality. 20170326RedBudIsleDxLr1

Colourful downtown Toronto street capture.

digital art

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Have a great weekend friends.

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Thank you very much 😃

“Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don't resist them; that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.”

Quote – Lao Tzu

Backside of the dilapidated building I uploaded yesterday (see first comment box).

Happy weekend ahead!!

Trying to adjust to a new reality.......

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fear

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i can feel all the barriers torn down

and all my thoughts, they feel so light and free

all the baggage that died with my last frown

to make way for a second reality

i can feel so much that has gone away

with that darkness no more a part of me

all the things i thought forced me to stay

now forgotten with a past reality

i can feel it die away without sound

like a fading image of a past me

with no place in the freedom i have found

living in this second reality

youtu.be/nfmqAOA7654 with photography work from Mark Sebastian whom is mentioned in the footage from the video

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