Monday, November 30, 2009
The sharp edges of every mountain, the curves of every body of crystal water. A bird flies over the world that looks the same but yet changes every second of everyday. The eyes lurk every shape and every corner. See the mysteries that no man may never find. Its untitled.
"The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers and cities; but to know someone here and there who thinks and feels with us, and though distant, is close to us in spirit - this makes the earth for us an inhabited garden." - unknown
Saturday, November 28, 2009
The city that never sleeps, the city that's always alive. The brightest lights and the loudest music. Shining golds and silvers. The difference of people on every corner. The floating smoke and the sound of glasses. Its different from anywhere else, it's sin city... its Las Vegas.
"what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas" - Jeff Candido and Jason Hoff
"what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas" - Jeff Candido and Jason Hoff
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
The wrinkles, the size, the suspicion to others. People in their minds say "is he a monster or else?" With the gray gleaming in the sun, he's the biggest puppy, the softest teddy bear. The big paws that gallop through fields, and run through forests. But when something happens he doesn't like... say goodbye to the teddy bear, say goodbye to the giant puppy. Come be introduced to the monster, the hell hound. He rises his lips exposing his fangs ready to dig into something right. Beware of the animal.
"My big dog - a heartbeat in my feet" - unknown
Sunday, November 8, 2009
The waters are calm, the waters are peaceful. The reflection of the stunning sun is rippling forever from the middle. The crystal waters is home to the burning sun. At sunrise, and at sundown. They will be forever linked, together forever.
"Water is life's matter and matrix, mother and medium. There is no life without water." - Unknown
The forest is asleep, but yet so awake. The breeze, the winds whistle through every leafless branch. The sunless skies the moonless nights. The forest is dead but yet so alive. Don't go to far, your memory will be erased, caught in the middle no where to escape. The forest will keep you, never letting you free. Be careful of the sharp woods. Be careful of the calling boney branches. Don't let them lure you and don't let them grasp you.
"I have gone to the forest." - Knut Hamsun
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Your heart pounding in your eardrums, the cold air going in and out of your tired lungs, and whipping of your throat dry. Sweat trickling down your skin leaving it moist. Your muscles tensing making your bones bend and move. Listening to your footsteps on the pavement. Clear out your mind, it's time to listen to your thoughts, The time to run, to jog, to walk.
"Running is real and relatively simple... but it ain't easy." - Mark Will-Weber
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
The city is alive and awake. The people scattered and running around. Trying to be on time, trying to get to their places. The clock ticks every second of every minute of everyday. Children play together, adults work. The city grows, the people multiply. The world goes on.
"A city is a place where there is no need to wait for next week to get the answer to a question, to taste the food of any country, to find new voices to listen to and familiar ones to listen to again." - Margaret Mead
Sunday, November 1, 2009
When the sun is glistening she's the generous angel. The perfect person, the beautiful face. As the sun sets and the night creeps to an awakening. She turns, turns into the evil animal she is. The devil inside her yearning to be alive. The sinful, lustful elements in her mind awake. She's a different person, there' s a different mind, a dark mind. Be careful and stay away from that untitled insanity.
"Evil is always possible. And goodness is eternally difficult." - Anne Rice
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