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Could the sun be swallowed?

not a painting or graphics - just a over-processed prediction

Reflections on ice.

 

SOOC image.

Trial Harbour, west coast, Tasmania.

Much madness is divinest sense -

To a discerning eye -

Much sense - the starkest madness -

'Tis the majority

In this, as All, prevail -

Assent and you are sane -

Demur - you're straightway dangerous -

And handled with a chain -

 

Emily Dickinson

  

It's not dark yet, but the dogs are barking down the street.....

The king of the north is trying to find allies to attack the king of the south. Daniel 11: 40

Hebijima Jebadiah sees troubling times ahead.

Thanks for your visits, faves, comments and kind words.

 

Cheers!

Now tell them bitches anyway

'Cause we don't care what none of them gal affi say

You can't stop me, I'mma fulfil a prophecy

I do it, did it, the proper way

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=_dE1r5j-P_8

"Her leaders within are like wolves tearing the prey, to shed blood, to destroy souls, to get dishonest gain."

 

Ezekiel 22-27

 

"I know that after I leave, some people will come like wild

wolves and try to destroy the flock. Also some from your own group will rise up and distort the truth and will lead away

followers after them."

 

Acts 20/29-30

Thanks to all that voted for me , I received the popular vote for Fallen Gods , male category !

 

Our Chaos Angel is tearing out pages from The Book of Prophecy

and throwing them over his shoulder.

"As soon as I read the correct incantation, the prophecy will

begin to unfold" says the Angel. "While others are off on some hunt

for magical items, we will see who starts this Prophecy first." he says very self assured.

"These Magical Creatures always looking for short cuts."

Our Narrator speaks and walks back into the smoke.

(Skin is the Expanding Universe , Chaos Skin FG )

 

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Teleport to Fallen Gods : maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Selidor/240/133/21

 

Bandon, Oregon - 2015

1. you will never wed the prince, you'll wed the king.

 

2. You'll be queen, for a time. Then comes another, younger, more beautiful, to cast you down and take all you hold dear.

 

3. The king will have 20 children and you will have three. Gold will be their crowns . . . gold their shrouds.

🔥at the Darkness🔥

 

➡️Taxi here⬅️

Last night I had a visit from a large moth,

which I caught in a jar,

photographed and then released into the night.

I remembered the mysterious movie 'The Mothman Prophecies'

and wondered what the butterfly was trying to tell me ...

image created only with colored brushes on photoshop

 

-☠-

  

Mirage - DSME

  

How long have I slept?

Can I trust that any of this is real?

How long have I stirred?

Can I believe that all of this resides in fantasy?

 

Blurred lines reveal an untrustworthy representation of events transpired.

 

Am I to trust my mind's eye?

Or have I truly gone mad?

Drifting with no end in sight, or a final exit plan.

 

As I wander in the empty, I can feel it creeping in.

Stranded with an unfinished thought: I cannot remove myself.

 

Seeking the springs, the solvent to this murky solution.

I've slipped into a daze, a boundless maze, a short lived resolution.

 

Mirage, a short lived resolution.

 

Is this just a construct within my mind, or set into place by something divine?

A prophecy come to fruition?

Or set into place by my own intuition?

One of the Madeira Highlights was this Area, where I had some intensive Shooting in a mystic foggy Situation. Luckily I was at the right Place at the appropriate Time!

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

'Dreamtime' by John Moriarty.

Some flowers at my place taken with a vintage Canon T50 camera loaded with Kodak Plus-X Pan film that expired in 1999.

This is from last summer - it's a moth of some sort sitting on an upturned stainless steel fire pit in my garden. I saw it there and went in to get the camera and my trusty Tamron 90mm macro. It sat very still so I was able to get eye to eye and it just looked so creepy and alien when I checked out the shots!

Time is limited.

 

The boathouses at Hinsby Beach, Tasmania.

...sountrack : Violent Femmes - Country Death Song...

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lwj5_SNWYc8

 

..thank you all sooo much for your kind words and wishes, my dearest friends !!!!!!...

 

...slowly catching up...

 

...wish you all a wonderful and healthy week..........................................♥

~ Heidr Ragnarok ~

 

"It is the way of prophecy. Only to be understood when it has happened, and it is too late to change it." - Ragnar Lothbrok

 

♫♫ Winterspirits - Undreamed ♫♫

The Artists Of Ion by Daniel Arrhakis (2016)

 

With the music : Lars Leonhard - Stella Nova [Full EP]

 

youtu.be/U4ddAIJdZ9U

 

Their compositions draw the lines and forms of the future but also the colors and the light of dreams ... materializing thoughts, characters and landscapes, will create new realities that intersect in time and overlap the lines of fate - The Artists Of Ion.

'Macbeth shall never vanquished be until

Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane Hill

Shall come against him.'

 

(Shakespeare, Macbeth - Act 4 Scene 1)

 

Stanley, Tasmania, AUSTRALIA

 

I like to call the northwest coast of Tasmania, the forgotten coast. I have never seen another photographer in these parts. Any photos tend to be postcards of Stanley, quite a lovely town. Published serious landscape photographs are scant; I haven't seen any myself.

 

Not a bad light show at dawn today but the high contrast was pretty difficult to tame. Ended up stacking a 4 stop reverse ND and 2 stop soft ND grads. f22, 0.5, ISO 100. Canon 5D, 16-35mm 2.8L, Gitzo tripod.

Yeats made a prophecy in this poem over 100 years ago after World War I

....sadly our world is headed in this direction.

 

"Turning and turning in the widening gyre

The falcon cannot hear the falconer;

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;

Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,

The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere

The ceremony of innocence is drowned;

The best lack all conviction, while the worst

Are full of passionate intensity.

 

Surely some revelation is at hand;

Surely the Second Coming is at hand.

The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out

When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi

Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert

A shape with lion body and the head of a man,

A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,

Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it

Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.

The darkness drops again; but now I know

That twenty centuries of stony sleep

Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,

And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,

Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?"

 

WB Yeats

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