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Who spawns the dreams of desolation?
we do...
Who writes the epitaph of light?
we do...
Who lies and preaches of condemnation?
we do...
Who clips the wings of angels bright?
we do...
We are all the only one.
We are all the weak and tepid.
We all strive to rule our own world.
We all tie ourselves down.
We all rot in perfect harmony.
We all love to pity yet do nothing.
We all care enough to ignore.
We are all people.
We are all just a disease.
Who spawns the dreams of desolation?
we do...
Who writes the epitaph of light?
we do...
Who lies and preaches of condemnation?
we do...
Who clips the wings of angels bright?
we do...
We are the victims in a conspiracy of nothing.
We are all liars in the end.
We all hold our own ideas as truths.
We all fool ourselves to believe that we really exist.
We all cheat and lie to keep our noses above water.
We all cry at the end of the day.
We all smear our own guilt onto others.
We are all just pawns in a game played by pawns.
Who spawns the dreams of desolation?
we do...
Who writes the epitaph of light?
we do...
Who lies and preaches of condemnation?
we do...
Who clips the wings of angels bright?
we do...
Who spawns the dreams of desolation?
we do...
Who writes the epitaph of light?
we do...
Who lies and preaches of condemnation?
we do...
Who clips the wings of angels bright?
we do...
Dreams of Desolation, "Total Cleansing" (2001) - Puissance
one of the common detention chambers at tuol sleng, tried to convey the opressive ambiance which I felt there, tuol sleng, s-21, cambodia, phnom pehn, when I visited it I just realized this place of death is just three blocks from where I live
Manual mode / ESP Metering
Fujifilm CA135
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HFB Ougrée - 2017/7 - HDR:
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This is a shot taken in The New Forest, Hampshire. As you can see this part of the forest is mainly scrub
A rather desolate looking arcade in Dewsbury town centre.
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22/02/17 16:16
With the wildfires raging on mainland BC, there was a thick blanket of smoke hanging over Desolation Sound. We hiked up a few hundred feet to this ridge, and while the smoke obstructed the tops of the mountains, the views we pretty spectacular regardless.
Image with my Hasselblad 500cm
The last of the Ricoh. It’s away. Trying for the American route 66 or other route gas? Station in the middle of nowhere. But it’s really at the edge of town here.
I've spent quite a bit of time over the years seeking out landscape photography locations in Utah. Even so, world-class vistas like this one have managed to slip under my radar.
I first saw an image of this amazing spot earlier this year thanks to my Flickr friend John Mumaw in a photo he called "Desert Island."
This a 'rincon' which is a river meander (like Horseshoe Bend" but the river has changed course leaving the riverbed dry. It's one of those things you have to see to believe.
There seem to be a lot of names for this spot: Jackson Hole Rincon, Dry Bayou, Crater Butte...but whatever you call it, you will likely be alone. It is isolated and well off the beaten path near the Valley of the Gods Utah
I got a chance to visit in April and took John's advice to bring my drone. I was lucky to get some nice clouds right before sunrise.
This is a multi-frame, exposure bracketed image consisting of 12 different shots and the final product was nearly 13,000 pixels across (I had to reduce the size to fit on Flickr). Needed every bit of that resolution to do justice to this expansive view.
Seeing places like this for the first time is one of the things I love about photography. It sure keeps me young.
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Title taken from a Bob Dylan song. I let this landscape speak to me of a whole other set of feelings (read: fear) that I really try not allow myself to experience but I feel is necessary to come to grips with when necessary...
"everything is so keen when you come down from solitude, I notice all Seattle with every step I take . . ."
-Kerouac, Desolation Angels
Valley road in Morley again.
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29/03/2017 16:07
What's out there up further? It's like walking the path full of uncertainties in life and yet you can't do anything about it, but to confront it.
These stark shots are taken at the border of State of Selangor and Negeri Sembilan, Malaysia.
Suppressive Desolation.
Excrementitia illis facultatibus flexu sinuoso palpating argutos oculos meos cor meum condensatione universum oppido lassus spiritus repugnat existentiae tradat,,
Combaterea pedepselor coșmarul conștiinței perpetuă insomnie extremă impenetrabil sufletul răspândirea condamnat tenacitate nebunie,
Disperazione giudizi imperfezioni gonfiando forze enormi ridicolo devasta parole esorbitanti tormenti criminali trascinando ideali radicali,
Geschlagenes Fleisch kochend Feuer schreiend Dunkelheit gefürchtete Region mächtige Foul Montage drohende Intentionen lachen Dämonen riesig,
هاريد أوتكاستس تحلق اللعنات تستهلك الأكاذيب مذهلة الكراهية الغيوم خطط افتراضية الغضب مزعجة الغضب الفكري,
Bezowocna ognista zemsta spalająca burza cierpiąca wiecznie dekrety połykanie lekcji rozbijających wagi wskazujące palce straszliwych sił,
かすかな野生の獣の痛みを苦しめる致命的な致命的な可燃性のトリック夢のような舌の衝動的な寸法騒々しい煙悪意のある航海の嘲笑.
Steve.D.Hammond.
Just as it was starting to feel like spring, winter made a very sudden, very cold reappearance. A nice day for a walk on the moors. Assuming you like gale force winds, stinging hail and scattered blizzards. I managed to get this in a brief moment of sunlight between the snow clouds.
Desolation Sound is a deep-water sound at the northern end of the Salish Sea and of the Sunshine Coast in British Columbia, Canada.
The desert and the ocean are realms of desolation on the surface. The desert is a place of bones, where the innards are turned out, to desiccate into dust. The ocean is a place of skin, rich outer membranes hiding thick juicy insides, laden with the soup of being.Inside out and outside in. These are worlds of things that implode or explode, and the only catalyst that determines the direction of eco-movement is the balance of water.Both worlds are deceptive, dangerous. Both, seething with hidden life.The only veil that stands between perception of what is underneath the desolate surface is your courage.Dare to breach the surface and sink. (Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration)