this pair of phoenixes goes together. i actually think of them as one work some photographs
thank your for your timeninja
Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 3:55 am
I really like the phoenixes, at first I thought they were the same image, just inverted, but then I looked closer XD
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 4:57 am
technically speaking, it is the "same image" just interpreted slightly differently on each sheet. thanks for posting.
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 12:08 pm
solitude pt 2 with apologies to charles bukowski
u know - u get so alone sometimes that its easier to withdraw into your own self than to connect with other human creatures; that the intensity of your loneliness becomes so overwhelming that to burden anyone else with it should be considered an act of violence. whenever you're around other people it only seems everyone else is so much happier than you: more together, more capable of coping with the vicissitudes of life, more fitting in, more... and to admit to these mores that you're not okay - that you can't really cope - could only further your humiliation. i mean, you can't be weak 'cause they're not weak. so where do you go? everyone has their own problems to cope with (stop whining already, what the hell do you have to complain about? did i tell you..) so you go it alone build up an impenetrable facade don't let anyone in for fear that you'll fall apart without the false front and carry on
you get so alone sometimes
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silvery, shiny-edged washed-out grey; an epicentre so bright it stings my eyes to look. so i shield my eyes with hand - fingers splayed, letting slivers of light through even birdsong's muted in apparent deference to this weakly warm repose. at the edges a superfaded denim sky (– it almost seemed to be getting ready to rain this aft –). popcorn clouds like islands dividing a deepening lake; at the tippy top the sky's still clinging cerulean.
this is just another late afternoon summer's day sliding slowly towards sunset.
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i. i'm used to feeling superior knowing i can always criticise you and find you lacking in all my imagined strengths
with horror i've had to admit the enemy is me that while nitpicking you humanity i'd conveniently overlooked mine that the enemy is me
ii. we used to be friends or maybe we never really were its only recently i've had to face intimacy with you and allow you to see what an a*****e i can be
i spent so much time avoiding closeness because secretly i knew the enemy is me that i'm incapable of living with the fullness of me in contact with another