Photosharing day 3! (things)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Perhaps tomorrow will be "people"......maybe not.

"new ____" (Photoset pt. 2)

Here are a few more shots.

 

 

 

 

 

 

More to come tomorrow!

-jscott

New photosets, New camera, New perspectives

Recently The Bughouse was blessed with a new neighbor.

HIs name is Patrick, and he is a very generous fellow. He is allowing me to borrow his Canon 5D Mark II set up, and I am going wild.

Here are some of the shots that I have taken recently of The Lords Own Choir (aka family/friends/roomates).

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'll be uploading more in the near future.

What English sounds like to those who don't speak it:

via bakadesuyo.com

This rocks.... a lot.

Dissipation

This is not a story about a boy. This is not a story about a girl. This is hardly a story at all, but a mere documentation of the perspective of something often overlooked.

Beginning with a spark, and fast as it was created, becomes a flame.

Within this text contains nothing of meaning. Nothing of importance and nothing worth your time. If you are reading this now, I suggest you go straight back to checking your facebook, twitter, or whatever it was that you were doing before. This, is about nothing at all, a simple scramble or words randomly placed together floating around the non-exisitant place of the internet.

This IS about a byproduct, waste, transparency, persuasion, fabrication, intoxication and personification. 

by

productnoun (also by-product)an incidental or secondary product made in the manufacture or synthesis of something else : zinc is a byproduct of the glazing process.• a secondary result, unintended but inevitably produced indoing or producing something else.

waste

adjective [ attrib. ]1 (of a material, substance, or byproduct) eliminated or discarded as no longer useful or required after the completion of a process.
transparentadjective(of a material or article) allowing light to pass through so thatobjects behind can be distinctly seen
persuasion |pərˈswā zh ən|noun1 the action or fact of persuading someone or of being persuadedto do or believe something
fabricate |ˈfabrəˌkāt|verb [ trans. ]invent or concoct (something), typically with deceitful intent :officers fabricated evidence. See note at lie .• construct or manufacture 
intoxicate |inˈtäksikāt|verb [ trans. ] [usu. as adj. ] ( intoxicated)(of alcoholic drink or a drug) cause (someone) to lose control oftheir faculties or behavior.• poison.• figurative excite or exhilarate

personification |pərˌsänəfiˈkā sh ən|nounthe attribution of a personal nature or human characteristics tosomething nonhuman, or the representation of an abstractquality in human form.• a figure intended to represent an abstract quality

This ends with a hospital bed, misery and mourning, but that is from the point.

There is no point. 

It begins as a journey, within a tube, through leaves and chemicals, maneuvering about obstacles without understanding, without form. Past the the obstacles comes another, of greater density and difficulty to pass through, persistence  is strong and while leaving traces amidst the chosen path. 

Obstacles are over. 

Freedom has arrived! a concept in which people surrender their lives to and will do for this moment of intoxication. An intoxication that will soon grow old, yet life is a small price to pay for freedom (so some would say.)    

Freedom rests within a space, one that is warm, without light, without company, yet covered with liquid, smothered with bacteria, dripping with disease and remnant of all that has passed through before. Remnant.

That which is remnant must dissipate, for there are limits to which there is matter, with less  to begin, there is slighter to end. 

"I have no control, I am powerless. I have simply begun and have no direction. I DO wish to exist, but by my only virtue I am being budged so much so that my end is near. If I could only let be, I could resist from taking your health, I would be gone as soon as I came, and you would be left alone. Regardless, you insist, and I must obey for you are my deity, and soon to be my end due to insistence of authority. Please please please let me be I wish to stay the way I am, the way in which I was created"

Through passages, pockets and valves a poison is left behind, one that will linger for years to come. This is not waste and this is not a byproduct, rather the intended effect to destroy and absorb. Peace arrives in a cavernous space, one made of bags, surrounded with gates and for one moment time stands still. Time is running out, this dissipation is the end of any prevalence to be.

It is then that as quick as it became, time moves in reverse. 

Back through the valves, pockets and passages, only here there is no wall of density, no more obstacles to maneuver in to a foreign place consisting of oxygen. Even sooner than the dissipation that was before, it all ends here.

and a drag of a cigarette is retired forever.

extortionate

Prematurely the penman shall deconstruct
Reason, and that which will soon follow. An
Existential, idiomatic, rendition of a
Poem. More so, the acquaintance
Of a deranged maiden.

She shall become betrothed
To a naive victim.
Even though she knows better tis as much
Recursion as repetition
Or
U
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Lupa

Regret is not something I fancy.

For you may call me Carutius, though you may know me as someone else.

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