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Unraveling the Echoes of Eternity, 1986.
Unraveling the Echoes of Eternity, 1986. Time, the supreme conductor,arranges the chords of passions,resonating through celestial strings,igniting men’s ardent pursuits. Infinite in the cosmic expanse,in the labyrinth of our mind,a specter overseeing our cadence,as we march through space and time. Hurtling us forward to the unknown,although the past is never gonefor even without our conscious…
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bicolchillingchili · 1 year
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The ephemerality of even the most enduring love locks, 1986.
In the heart of Paris is a pedestrian bridge, where I was standing when I took this photo facing the most ancient part of Paris. The footbridge is known as the Passerelle des Arts. This structure spans the River Seine, connecting two landmarks: the Louvre Museum and the Institut de France. A timeless rendezvous for the soul, the bridge has an allure for those seeking moments of respite from the…
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The Philippine Archipelago: A Tale of Threatened Biodiversity. (Series 2023, No. 21.)
The Philippines, my native country, is a tropical paradise nestled in the heart of Southeast Asia. It boasts incredible biodiversity thanks to its lush rainforests and diverse ecosystems. The country’s unique geographical features and isolation have given rise to a remarkable array of endemic species, featured in most of my digital artworks, which are found nowhere else in the world. However,…
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bicolchillingchili · 1 year
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The paradox of a suffocating pain …
The paradox of a suffocating pain … As long as our rhythmic heartbeatspersist for the cherished soulsnow in a distant nebulaewhere stars are reborn, As long as our fervent feetmaintain strides with ardencyin every step along the pebbled pathsto where they rest in the earthly fold, As long as our minds wistfully reminiscethe crossroads of memorieswith the interwoven momentsin hazy hues which…
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bicolchillingchili · 1 year
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No bird waits to ask what are serpents’ intent, (Series 2023, No. 20.)
Nature’s law is just, devoid of morality’s sway,Our actions and their effects, with cause to repay.Human invention, morality’s fleeting light,In nature’s scheme, everything’s just black or white. But alas, the arrogance of men’s lofty flight,We wander so far away from nature’s guiding light.For in our madness, greed, and insatiable desire,Gluttonous obsession, fueling a destructive fire. Unlike…
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bicolchillingchili · 1 year
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Coral Tree Blossoms, Series 2023. No. 19.
In nature’s grand design, a sublime grace,The Coral Tree unfolds with fiery embrace.Its petals burn, a fleeting dance in time,Typify frailty, life’s common rhyme. Amidst the green tropic, wonders bloom,Jewel stands with vibrant hues that loom.Nurturing creatures with sweet nectar’s kiss,They carry life’s essence, a vital bliss. The bees, the butterflies, the hummingbirds,Drawn to the flames,…
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bicolchillingchili · 1 year
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With gentleness, the words caress the mind, …
In the spheres of digital tales, ideas unfold,In its vortex spinning, stories are told.Social media becomes papyrus and pen,Weaving tapestries to touch the hearts of men. My eclectic medleys of hues both bright and true,Insolite memoirs and thoughts I shared with you.My lives entwined, cherished souvenirs remain,From my small city’s childhood to the coastal domain. In a youthful world, a vast…
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bicolchillingchili · 1 year
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Our souls fly high into the night. (Montmarte, Paris, 1989)
In paintings and sculptures, we can see,Beauty of the world, so vast and free.Every stroke, a new vision to be,World of hues and forms for all to see. Set our hearts free and make art grow,Our deepest passions bloom and glow.Wander into the realms, find a way to know,Truths that lie within, and let them show. Through music, we reach new heights,Our souls fly high into the night.Find the rhythm…
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bicolchillingchili · 1 year
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The Prix de Diane Longines of Chantilly Racecourse, 1992.
The Prix de Diane Longines at the Chantilly Racecourse in 1992 was a day to remember. The sun was shining down upon the verdant oasis just outside Paris, making it a perfect afternoon for the races. The atmosphere was electric, and the air was filled with clinking champagne flutes and the buzz of excitement. As I made my way through the crowds, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride in my…
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bicolchillingchili · 1 year
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And live life fully, to the fullest and best. (Amsterdam, 1987)
In a monochrome still photograph,Young man stretches with a peaceful laugh,Bare-chested, basking in the sun’s warm glow,His toned physique aglow with a radiant flow. Upon the wooden quay of ancient Amsterdam,He takes a breather exploring the exquisite land,His backpack a pillow, he drifts off to sleep,With dreams of destinations he’ll soon sweep. The shadows lengthen as the day progresses,His…
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Kalachuchi, also known as Plumeria or Frangipani, Series 2023. No. 18.
In my high school days, I planted a small cutting of the Kalachuchi tree in my mother’s garden. As the years passed, the tiny plant grew into a majestic flowering tree, filling the air with its delightful fragrance, and bringing us so much joy for many years. There is something enchanting about the sweet scent of a tropical flower in a world of synthetic fragrances. The Plumeria, a stunning…
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The feline's eyes bear witness to, Series 2023. No. 17.
In the midst of lush tropical green,A young leopard can be seen,Deep and expressive staring through,Clear message, important and true. It speaks of human obsession and vanity,Humankind’s lust for wealth and fakery,Killing the defenseless with impunity,Ignoring the blight of their inhumanity. The leopard pleads with us to think,End human brutality or we all sink in a blink,Protect Mother Nature…
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bicolchillingchili · 1 year
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Tender Kiss, French Kiss, or Judas Kiss, …
Rhine River, Germany, 1988. Kiss conveys love, passion, or even lust,It’s sweet, gentle, or pure as you must.Why do we do it? The age-old question,1Perhaps it’s just our natural expression. A kiss can be sweet, or can be fiery,Indeed immortalized in your diary.Can make us feel giddy and also light,And It can keep us up busy all night. Kiss is a language, a universal tongue,A form of art, by…
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In every sunrise, sunset, and the stars above. Series 2023, No. 16.
Have you enjoyed your life, my child?Have you savored nature, till the end?Have you sung with joy, every day and night,And spread love and care with all your might. I gave you passions and pleasures, to choose,Also a task, to care for my world, and not abuse.Nature is my gift, a treasure to protect and adore,To sustain life and bring peace to every shore. I did not build concrete jungles and…
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bicolchillingchili · 1 year
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All the world's mediocrities, it sets aside.
Young peacock with a crackled baritone voice,But plumage shining so colorful and bright.Perching on a low branch with grace and poise,The peahens all swoon, their hearts take flight. Cocky and showy, he displays his stuff,Makes me grin, it is more than enough.For even in a world of fake news and fright,Nature often gives marvels that bring delight. And though very seldom it sits up high,Its…
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bicolchillingchili · 1 year
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One paddle at a time as we ride the tides
As years go by, nasty doubts gnaw within,Our sense of worth, lost with what is a sin.Asking, “Have we missed our chances to shine,Or, have we failed the goal others define?” How do we accept who we really are?And how do we measure achievements gained?Why do worry on how much we’ve gone far?One must redefine success, not constrained. Why must it be a fixed destination?Long hard trip to…
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A Firebird In Her Hidden Garden, Series 2023, No. 014.
In her hidden garden, long time ago,She saw a sight that made her glow,Firebird, in flamboyance, bold to show,Symbol of nature’s fiery flow. Its form a wonder to behold,Each feather shimmering bright and bold,Eyes, the forest’s secrets to enfold,Wings ablaze, a story to be told. A creature of myth, yet so alive,Presence a treasure to derive,In its embrace, she felt revived,Moment of passion,…
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