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Puerto de Almería. Almería. Andalucía. España.
View from El Cable Inglés o El Cargadero de Mineral o muelle El Alquife.
O2°27'35.06" N36°50'17.3"
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They send me away to find them a fortune
A chest filled with diamonds and gold
The house was awake, the shadows and monsters
The hallways, they echoed and groaned
I sat alone, in bed till the morning
I'm crying, "They're coming for me"
And I tried to hold these secrets inside me
My mind's like a deadly disease
I'm bigger than my body
I'm colder than this home
I'm meaner than my demons
I'm bigger than these bones
And all the kids cried out,
"Please stop, you're scaring me"
I can't help this awful energy
God damn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?
I paced around for hours on empty
I jumped at the slightest of sounds
And I couldn't stand the person inside me
I turned all the mirrors around
I'm bigger than my body
I'm colder than this home
I'm meaner than my demons
I'm bigger than these bones
And all the kids cried out,
"Please stop, you're scaring me"
I can't help this awful energy
God damn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?
I'm well acquainted with villains that live in my head
They beg me to write them so they'll never die when I'm dead
And I've grown familiar with villains that live in my head
They beg me to write them so I'll never die when I'm dead
I'm bigger than my body
I'm colder than this home
I'm meaner than my demons
I'm bigger than these bones
And all the kids cried out,
"Please stop, you're scaring me"
I can't help this awful energy
God damn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?
And all the kids cried out,
"Please stop, you're scaring me"
I can't help this awful energy
God damn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?
Lors de ma tournée de facteur, près de la Porte Pouchet, j'ai croisé cette jolie voiture en attente d'un contrôle technique.
Following my shot yesterday of a burn on a hill.
We came across this scene one afternoon where we came close to seeing the Burn being done, the burn is done to encourage the growth of new shoots in the Heather to feed livestock and Grouse, I believe it is done in a very controlled way with farmers adhering to prescribed guidelines.
I think this is somewhere around Goathland on the North York Moors.
Locals to Yorkshire may know this, What are the poles beside the road in my shot here, are they to indicate the road in adverse weather conditions I wonder.
EgosumAii adds to your magical world with Orb Censors with animations. Available @ the Crystal Heart Academy. Info & links on my Dark Blog ~ aznanasaccouterments.blogspot.com/2019/07/aii-orbs.html
A brief but enjoyable visit to Budapest and an explore at this iconic abandoned Powerplant control room.
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Or 40 to idle whatever they're doing now.
BNSF 7003 west cruises along the desert floor at Newberry Springs, as the tracks rejoin Route 66 just to the west of the old ATSF quarry which has since been abandoned and torn down. Making the ever desolate desert feel even more empty, even if Interstate 40 is just to the south of me.
Not done in 2020 in many places, controlled prairie burns seemed to be taking place in the past week. I was surprised to see this on a weekend since there are usually more people out and about. It didn't take long to burn through this Arboretum prairie. I'm looking forward to seeing the life that fills the prairies in 2021.
Acrylic (10x9") on (1" thick) cherry. Available as a limited edition print @ www.64colors.bigcartel.com/
"The walls are closing in again
So claustrophobic as I'm trapped in my head
It’s like I don't belong in my own skin
It's sinking in, I’m lower than I've ever been
(Oh god, oh god)
Why do I feel so wrong?
(I hold on, hold on)
Before I'm too far gone
I can't let it consume me
I'm losing my grip
(Woah, woah)
Sometimes my mind takes me for a ride
Feels like I'm ready to die, I'm ready to die
'Cause I got thoughts so dark, they tear me apart
And I know that I’m losing control
I’ve been running from the one in the mirror
Now it's been forever since I could see clear
Nobody can help
I’m the only one who can save myself
I hear voices that fill me with doubt
I try so hard to block them out
I sit around and wonder why
I'm alive but I don't feel much life
(Oh god, oh god)
Why do I feel so wrong?
(I hold on, hold on)
To all the hope not lost
I won't let it consume me
I need to get out of this nightmare
Sometimes my mind takes me for a ride
Feels like I’m ready to die, I'm ready to die
'Cause I got thoughts so dark, they tear me apart
And I know that I'm losing control
I've been running from the one in the mirror
Now it's been forever since I could see clear
Nobody can help
I'm the only one who can save myself
Save myself
Sometimes my mind takes me for a ride
Feels like I'm ready to die
I'm ready to die
Sometimes my mind takes me for a ride
Feels like I'm ready to die, I'm ready to die
'Cause I got thoughts so dark, they tear me apart
And I know that I'm losing control
I've been running from the one in the mirror
Now it's been forever since I could see clear
Nobody can help
I'm the only one who can save myself
I'm the only one who can save myself"
Lyrics Source:
genius.com/Villain-of-the-story-losing-control-lyrics
Video:
Take A Seat, and relax while you watch the sunset over the Solway towards Criffel on the Dumfries and Galloway coast. This is a shot i have been waiting to do for a couple of months now, and tonight was the night.
My intrigue for New York's fencing habits. I'm very excited about how this photo transitions as far as depth of field is concerned.
Now, I'm just quoting from un upcoming blog post, but…
I don't know if it's just the sun, but Philly seems so much warmer than New York, and I'm not talking about heat. It feels so inviting. I enjoyed New York very thoroughly, but New York as a place to make a residence? Not for me. NYC fences everything. It's a small detail, but it's biting. The playgrounds, the parks, the grass, the courts… everything feels uncomfortably controlled. Man *conquered* New York, mastered New York, even. And I guess it turns out I'm not so in tune with controlling our environments to that degree.
Control - Downsampled from ~15, hotsampling! using SRWE; using this guide and CT by Frans Bouma; Lightroom
A lovely control room left over from a demolished power station, part of Winnington Works in Cheshire.
View lots more from the factory and control room here - www.bcd-urbex.com/winnington-works-brunner-mond/
I'm bigger than my body
I'm colder than this home
I'm meaner than my demons
I'm bigger than these bones
And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me"
I can't help this awful energy
God damn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?
I'm well acquainted with villains that live in my head
They beg me to write them so they'll never die when I'm dead
And I've grown familiar with villains that live in my head
They beg me to write them so I'll never die when I'm dead