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"I think I met myself in a dream today. I was holding a razor blade to my palm and cutting off the wings of butterflies that I then stuck into the weeping wounds on my wrists. The bodies of the poor monarchs still fluttered, though. The bodies still fluttered.
When I woke up, my mouth was full of blood and my lungs were deprived of air. I think I coughed for about fifteen minutes before my sister walked in on me and asked what the matter was. I couldn't do anything but sit there shaking with my knees to my chest and say, "oh, god, I'm horrible--oh, god--" as blood ran down my chin. My sister put a folded up tissue inside my mouth to rid it of the taste of saltiness and she said it would help keep the secrets in. I said to take it out. I don't want my own secrets, anyway."
GOD I have no new photos lately so I'm stuck editing old ones and yeh this is one I've always sort of liked from August but always been mad at myself for not expanding but yeah I like it. Also, I hate to be this person bUT IT LOOKS SO MUCH BETTER IN LARGE
"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."
— H. Jackson Brown Jr.
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Beauty dreaming in the ''Catacomb of Veils'', by Dan Sullivan and the Catacomb Crew, at Burning Man 2016.
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...listen carefully to the sound
Of your loneliness
Like a heartbeat.. drives you mad
In the stillness of remembering what you had
And what you lost...
And what you had...
This morning on the Blue Ridge Parkway - That's Looking Glass Rock in the FG.
"'scape" could mean "landscape", or "escape"...
This is not "enhanced", the color is from the early morning light on the clouds.
"All that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream." -- Edgar Allan Poe
Model: @damonnelson (thank you for braving through the cold to get this shot!)
Armor @wyrmwick designed by @dragonarmoury
Hand Claws @lorysunartistry
Color toned with Inferno, Another Realm, Iris, Moonstone from @the.colorlab
Background: AI generated by #midjourney
#oniricglows with @compositenation
Fabrics hand drawn with @wacom
Photography @jajasgarden
When I dream, I dream of long walks in the misty wood with spirits that have passed before me. I dream of magical lands where I keep company with woods sprites, elves, and wizards. Where all the forest lives for me and the trees sing forgotten songs, of a different time, that drift on a breeze with the whisper of a muse. The misty wood is mysterious and so is life within its realm...I live for this!
Lana is dreaming in fir branches.
Weather is really nice outside. I hope we will get white christmas T-T Last year's christmas we had like 16°C and I can remember that the sakura blossoms were blooming.... I really hope that's not the case this year.
This is the stairway that leads to Disneyland's Dream Suite...I laugh at the memory of my family showing up at Disneyland trying to be the lucky family chosen that night to stay in this fabulous apartment renovated for Disneyland's 50th anniversary....We would look for the people choosing the lucky family, do our best to look worthy but never got the nod, although we did get some other goodies occasionally as part of the promotion, such as all-day fastpasses, etc...
This photo was taken during the Mice Chat Photo Meetup in November...
HDR image from 3 exposures
Last picture of the trio, i still remember back in 2017-2018 when this girl was first revealed, i thought to myself this is the most Poppy Poppy i have ever seen, she's sweet, youthful looking and have that cute mod fashion with the cape, boots and the berret, she's the whole package i could ever dream of. But back in the day i wasn't a club member and still a college student with little money to spend on the things i love, so my aunt bought me this girl off e-bay as a graduate present for me, it's like a dream come true and i treasure this Poppy til this day!
My dreams are now as nightmares,
as I wander through and through,
My mind is now corrupted,
as I wander through the new,
New doors have opened to me,
and I've paused then to step in,
wondering, and puzzling,
at all that lies within,
I step then through the blackness
of the open portal there,
and I step out into wonder,
that I never then could share,
I meet then a real new sight,
as the colors swirl by,
I see a field,a whole new world,
and I step forth now, but nigh!
What are these things that dwell here,
oh black creatures of the night,
these skeletons and wanderers,
who blunder in the blight.
A road now falls before me,
going down into the field,
I see bright blooms around me,
and I hope they are my shield,
A shield now from the danger,
that now dwells within my mind,
among the red, and white, and pink,
I know not what I'll find.
Things rise up from the ocean;
sea of Red, and pink, and black,
and I wander on the road there,
looking now for what I lack,
my dreams have drawn me to here,
to this field ever bright,
And carry ever onward,
though my mind's not always right.
I walk now through the meadow,
and I wonder what it means
to ever, ever wander,
in this endless Field of Dreams.
Where trees are dreaming and the sun is screaming,
Where the hunters wait make the deer lost faith,
Where danger is lurking and your head is turning,
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When I went out last month for a night of star photography, I chose an area a few miles west of Ahshislepah and south of a place called Valley of Dreams. VoD has a dense concentration of hoodoos and rock forms. It is not easy to get to; you have to cross Navajo Reservation land to reach it, and most if not all of the formations are on Navajo land.
I was surprised to see three large SUVs parked nearby and a row of tents set up in front of the formations. I walked over to find a group of Chinese folks on a tour of the American Southwest. Only a couple of them spoke English. I asked how they knew about this place but only learned that one member of their group knew of it. Probably from the Internet, I'm surmising.
Members of this group seemed to belong to the Chinese upper middle class. There was a woman dressed as a cowgirl -- boots and white stetson, tight jeans and frilly blouse. (Think Daisy Duke with black hair.) She was posing and getting photographed a lot. I noticed that some of them were trying to climb on top of the formations, apparently to be photographed by their companions. I told them that not only was this personally dangerous, it could destroy a formation that was thousands of years old. They seemed to understand and stopped.
Someday the Navajos might block access to the area. More likely, they might charge for a permit. I can't say that I disagree with that.
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Frank's Theme - Holly Cole (Tom Waits)
They always play your favorite tune
And dream away when everyone's gone
Dream away your grey skies too
Dream away and nothing is wrong
Dreams have wishes that are waiting for you
And up ahead the road is turning
Turning for you and me
And just like before
The band starts to play
Now there's that twinkle in your eye
And dream away