Like fragments of a broken mind
I splinter by my own design
The search is not a waste of time
On and on, this road keeps burning
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It's coming to an end (not my choosing), but looking through my #ownphoto tag, it, perhaps, doesn't seem like time wasted. Those nights, especially the full moon ones, were pretty special and under different circumstances, I may not have had the opportunity to spend hours and hours in those places, especially after dark. The forests, the hill fort, the standing stones, the fields, the stars... the magic.
Many things these days are trigging me, making me feel like I haven't used my time well (although, without going into detail, I've endured some major restraints...), but... I'm proud of those photos. Some of them have been shared by over a thousand people, which is quite something considering I'm... me, me with my 2012 Fujifilm camera.
I just hope I can still look at these photos positively, when I'm no longer around this area. I'm kind of scared that I won't want to come to these blogs for that reason - because seeing them will hurt too much. At some point in the future, if I ever find an emotional equilibrium, it would essentially "unlock" them again, in a kind of 'now is good' so I can see them again, type situation. I can only hope.
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The Tolling of the Cloister Bell
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The Sky above the Rooftops.
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haunted house by alisonpavlos on Flickr.
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I feel like slicing a hole in space. To enter into a room or a field or anywhere, and just, slice. There it is. Damaged space, flapping in the wind. Maybe I want to go through. Or for something to come through it. Maybe I want some of the goodwill from those stronger, parallel realities to gush into this one. Wiping out all that weighs heavily on me.
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That movie trope where a plane/spaceship/flying thing plummets down, dips below the horizon, leading to a second or two of ??? from the audience, only for it to fly back up again.
Come on universe
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Gargoyle Wall, Durham. Photo by Scraff
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Chasing the fog somewhere in Switzerland by @90377
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