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This was a special request from Alex. (I can't find your profile, I'll send you a link via email)


It fit in with an idea I've had floating around my head for a while. I'm not very good with words but I've had this notion of The Neverever Man. He's the voice in our heads that says we can't do things. We'll never ever make, be that, get that, etc. It's the part of us that holds us back. The voice we listen to even when we know better. But I heard the story from his perspective. Like a withered old father who was just trying to protect his baby from the evil world outside. Road to hell and good intentions and all that. 


Anyway, it was a lovely and sad little movie in my dream. I hope to get all the images out one day. Thought it might inspire some of our wonderful writers. 

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People in various states of undress hesitating and realizing they are becoming objects of scorn.

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Tiny two by two square
slipped from between pages
landing at my feet, held
up against afternoon
sunlight flare
revealing an 
even bluer sky
from our day
crossing cold
forest floors,
following
the distant
sound of
cold water
waves.


poem a day/small things

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                                                                 freckles
               hidden birthmarks
                                                      whispers


                                                                                   undeveloped film
                                water against skin


                                                                                                                                                          scars


 


                                                                     this composition, quite simple.


 


prompt: "small things"

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Welp, I just ate my weight in chocolate. I also have an odd way of holding my camera.

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A few friends and I went to Glenadalough yesterday, it was absolutely beautiful. We stopped to take pictures in a beautiful little forest.

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Sometimes I really find it difficult to say what I want to say, so I hope this makes at least a little bit of sense. It's long, I'm sorry. 

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misunderstood they've been through time


these princesses with no want of rescue


scales simply scars rendered into armor


fire is our savior


the heat regenerating our ever waking rage


consume me & take with you every breath I've ever had


I am no shrew, simply waiting to be tamed


remember now, I rule in my own right


so come near, dear, if you find yourself enraptured


scar for scar


scale for scale


 


rage against rage


our truth amidst the pain


 


prompt: "body"

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Caught somewhere between the analogue and digital worlds.

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