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Morning dew




Morning dew

----------------- Befter -------------------

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Merci à tous ceux qui suivent mon projet Picture a Day :-)

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Flying Away



Flying away

i like to see the image of a lone bird flying away from me
two steady wings carrying a very light body of blue feathers
a kingfisher flying away against the morning sun
moving nowhere getting farther until it becomes a blue dot
dissolving in the distance that your eyes can no longer see

i sometimes like to think i am that bird flying away
from where i am
because this place is sad and cruel
i like to fly away
to leave everything behind me and then simply forget
and make new beginnings
as easy as that

sometimes however i ask myself:
where shall i go?
nowhere?
just nowhere?
where is nowhere?

just fly away and go

RIC S. BASTASA

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The place I wannabe be



No news, Good news ?!

Nous sommes maintenant au 115ème jour de 2009 et mon projet "365 pictures a day" affiche 54 photographies au compteur ... Je vais sans doute revoir mes ambitions à la baisse et étaler ce projet sur deux ans ! Non pas par manque de motivation, je manque de temps pour partir faire de belles photos et les retoucher... Cependant j'ai prévu quelques shots photos le mois prochain quand il commencera à faire enfin beau le week-end !

En attendant ces belles soirées d'été, voici un aperçu d'un chaud couché de soleil ! Bonne semaine à tous :-)

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Tree of the Golden Light



Golden Light

Thy golden Light came down into my brain
And the grey rooms of mind sun-touched became
A bright reply to Wisdom's occult plane,
A calm illumination and a flame.

Thy golden Light came down into my throat,
And all my speech is now a tune divine,
A paean-song of Thee my single note;
My words are drunk with the Immortal's wine.

Thy golden Light came down into my heart
Smiting my life with Thy eternity;
Now has it grown a temple where Thou art
And all its passions point towards only Thee.

Thy golden Light came down into my feet,
My earth is now Thy playfield and Thy seat.

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Infinity



Infinity

Let's run from our problems
Until we reach the end of the universe.
Hold your breath
Let's jump off the edge of the world
Hand in hand.

Don't breathe just yet-
Embrace immortality.
We are infinite.
Let's fall forever.

We're finally free
We're finally ALIVE.
Let's fall forever

Wake up.
Infinity is only a dream.

HollyxHavok


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Movie maker



Movie Maker

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Befter


Macro world



Macro world

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Befter

Lost in thoughts



Lost in thoughts

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At the end of the day



At the end of the day

The night darkens fast & the shadows darken,
Clouds & the rain gather about mine house,
Only the wood-dove moans, hearken, O hearken!
The moan of the wood-dove in the rain-wet boughs.

Loneliness & the night! The night is lonely
Star-covered the night takes to a tender breast
Wrapping them in her veil these dark hours only
The weary, the bereaved, the dispossessed.

When will it lighten? Once the night was kindly
Nor all her hours went by leaden & long.
Now in mine house the hours go groping blindly.
After the shiver of dawn, the first bird's song.

Sleep now! The night with wings of splendour swept
Hides heavy eyes from light that they may sleep
Soft & secure, under her gaze so tender
Lest they should wake to weep, should wake to weep.

Katharine Tynan

Music linked : Amon To bin - At the end of the day

Maximalism Art Magazine




Maximalism Mag

I had an important project with my communication school to close the exams. They asked us to imagine and create a magazine about graphism. I didn't want to create a mag about photoshop with a minimalist layout so I decided to create the Maximalism Mag !

So you can see the PDF : Maximalism Mag
And you can see the website here : maximalism.raildecom.fr/

I did all the layout, textures etc ... That's the first time I create a full mag with rich graphism, I hope you will like it :-)

Let me know !

Godfather duty



I'm a young godfather !

New year, new life, new job and I'm godfather now !
A lot of things happened to me this last days !!!
Hello Lilwenn, hope I'll be good as godfather ! :-)

Les bras de mer



Les bras de mer

De l'endroit où je suis
On voit les bras de mer,
Qui s'allongent puis renoncent
A mordre dans la terre...
Dans le lit, tard, nous sommes là,
Nous recommençons tout,
J'ai du mal à y croire,
Je vois des bras de mer...
Je vois des bras de mer...
Qui s'allongent...qui s'allongent...
Je vois des bras de mer...
Qui s'allongent...qui s'allongent...
Et qui mordent la terre...
Et la séparent enfin

Music linked : Yann tiersen - Les bras de mer

I'm the world passenger



I'm the world passenger

No editing

Music linked : Iggy pop - The passenger

Happy Birthday to me :-)



New year, new life

That was my last year at school, last exams, last party as a student. Today I'm 23 and I begin my new life with a good job, maybe a new flat ...
In one way, I'm pretty exiting, but I'm pretty sad too. I spent all my life studying, and now it's like a new life in another world ...

Thinness



Thin Lines

This is a story of smothering voice,
the testimony of a teenage girl:
Each time I don't speak out, I make a choice
which sticks inside me, makes me want to hurl,
but no, I don’t hate myself, that’s not why;
I cut because it helps me not to die,
dulls desperation, interrupts the void,
unveils vitality and gives a buoyed
sense of life, marking, with blood, my existence.
The mark is what gave her satisfaction,
allowed her to justify her action
as an effective form of resistance;
she’d learnt to cling to aching, thrive on pain.
Try to keep this in mind as I explain.

Indigo Hawkins 

Contemplation



Introspection

No words today,
Just contemplate this view,
This smooth light
And this serene atmosphere

Inspire me



Inspire me

give me colorful clouds for a start,
they will paint a picture.
mutable soft shapes bubble,
blobs and wind blown streaks
of shadow and aura,
a rainbow within each one;
all morphed in the mind,
created by nature's
careless whim.
there,
you will find art.

Kevin John Dail

Melancholy



Looking down ...

Here
at the window, I stare
at the twilight, And pic-
ture the sunsets, Of
ages gone by.

Alone
at the window, I stare
and I wonder, If life
in those old days, Was love-
ly and sweet.

And then
at the window, When dark-
ness has risen, I re-
alize life, Is a well-
traveled path.

And
maybe someday, When life
is completed, I’ll see
all the old days,
And know.

Say it's possible



Say it's possible
I see the lights are turning
And i look outside the stars are burning
Through this changing time
It could have been anything we want
Its fine salvation was just a passing thought.

Dont wait act now
This amazing offer wont last long
Its only a chance to pave the path were on
I know there are more exciting things to talk about
And in time well sort it out

And though they say its possible to me
I dont see how its probable
I see the course were on
Spinning farther from what i know
Ill hold on
Tell me that you wont let go
Tell me that you wont let go

This could be something beautiful
Combine our love into something wonderful
But times are tough i know
And the pull of what we cant give up takes hold

Music linked : Terra Naomi