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Joan Lim
- Singapore
- Last Record: 2012-08-26 03:11:14 -0600
- Joined: Aug 20, 2012
- http://maoooz.tumblr.com
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I felt naked and exposed. Buried and engulfed by torrents of snow. The barren open fields felt so heartlessly empty for once. The cold winter hit everything hard. Everything had gone bare. Everything was exposed. The chills creeped in slowly; hitting each vertebrae, one by one, hitting each twig and branch, one by one, hitting each helpless strand of grass, one by one. The overwhelming heat of cold breaks through. Pain stinging like venom injected. Gradually it ices and freezes. A rush of blood gushes to the head thriving for that last beat. The cold encapsulates and there you are, rooted to the ground motionlessly. |
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The veins of nature devours around us. I love encapsulating naked trees high about grounds, accending with the flares of our gracious sun.
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A strange (sort of) emptiness where I feel like I'm fading away slowly in a photograph. Maybe not a photograph (because that's gross and cheesy), perhaps more like rain running on a clear ... |
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The struggles of imprisonment of oneself, the daunting battles within our inner demons. It expresses our feelings in solitude as we fight through the feeling of being roped within and out. A strong desire.
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I stayed in the shower a little longer today. Only because in that very small cubicle, my mind clouded as fast as the steam in the room. I knelt down, feeling my flesh fit into the grids o... |
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Water is a symbol of purification, a new beginning. The deepest desires of cleansing being doused through an escape. It iexpresses the inner need of a departed being for a renewed beginning
When we've fallen, supressed and hidden below. We find ourselves struggling and submerging to however much the water holds onto us.
When we've fallen
