and, after all, who knows what is real and what is not, what is mere coincidence and what is a pale wing of destiny. crawling between the less real and the more real, my knees have dried out, my bones have grown thinner, and the wild beating of my blood - oh the one, the same which once made the stars turn faster in their spirals of light - has faded to a rustle.
and then I became many, too many for you to count. my crowded souls stabbed the night.
and then I became many, too many for you to count. my crowded souls stabbed the night.
you know, roxana, this is completely unrelated to the photo, but i had a nice, charming, complementary thought: you are night with your black blog and all the strong colours and i am tame day.
ReplyDeletethis photo above has a nice rustling effect.
R, is this another of your 'desert' photos? :)
ReplyDeleteI like this, antonia :-) when I come to you it is always like a gentle caress of the breeze, the white and the pale grey and all the frail transparent flowers...
ReplyDeleteK, don't be so quick as to place my deserts between inverted commas :-P I warned you one could never know for sure. or maybe you could try to use your c.r. instead of a crystal ball or turtle shell for divination - you said it is useless anyway to help one escaping from time, so maybe it would do a better job when trying to investigate it :-)
ReplyDeleteglad you like that too. i feel quite a comfy pleasure in this night and day thing for it somehow is so suitable. yours is really night with all the wild colours and emotions and things while i have white gloom and what i wanted to say re the colours are taten des leids. that i agree with you dass sie uns troesten koennen und ich mag ja auch alle deine farben, und waehrend die sanften farben rein troesten sind, sind die starken farben ablenkend und fuehren in andere welten und das ist auch eine art trost.
ReplyDeleteyes, I thought also about this - the complementary vision. because even in b/w pictures your realm is that of gentle shades and undefinite greyness , and I need high contrast images, a clash between the purest, almost painful white and the darkest black. but I have soft images too :-) aber ich bin froh, dass auch starke farben troesten koennen, ich hatte angst dass es nicht so ist. jetzt bin ich beruhigt.
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