“Why have you come?
For I see what you are –
Wretched, degenerate, poor.”
Ancient Forms: Ephemeral - Day 4
#art #horror #writing
thelambent.com/ephemeral/4/ Come worship with us at the tabernacle of American capitalism; you have no choice! #photography The fear -
Echoing still.
Through every mundanity, its uncertainty sits lurking in the background.
#photography #art #abstract WE really delude ourselves -
Into believing the horrors are acceptable.
In a sense, sometimes we need to believe that just so the guilt of inaction doesn’t eat us alive.
For we must regard self-preservation. (1/2)
#art #scrapbooking #war #society #writing There's clarity amidst those lonely waves - extending.
Inside what resides or doesn't.
What we're sure of, ourselves within the ambiguity.
#birds #nature #photography #water Bluebird -
Watching, so understandingly.
So patient.
Just stayed here for about half an hour with this bluebird, enjoying the wind asserting its way through the pine trees.
#birds #nature #photography #pinetrees "Jesus Christ I am alive right now and you are alive right now and someday we will not be but for the duration of this we are both stupidly and beautifully alive." - Luke O'Neil @lukeoneil47.bsky.social
Can not recommend 𝑊𝑒 𝐻𝑎𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 enough.
#photography #books To believe you’re secure is to be yourself The delusion.
Below the surface, The form lurks.
Waiting.
Finale of my October series Ancient Forms, thank you for viewing!
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#photography #writing #poetry #halloween #horror We never really believe we’ll see the day this foundation we’re standing upon begins to be torn out from under us…
Ancient Forms - Day 21
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#Halloween #photography #horror #writing They think nothing of the warning –
The mountains forming upon their flesh.
Their vision should understand.
Their instinct to The fear should hasten them upward again.
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#photography #poetry #writing #horror #halloween You watched them get carried away.
Same as I did.
Yet you still smiled –
While
You became The form.
A pad without a lily.
A pad without a stem.
#photography #poetry #art #halloween The deer seem unaware of what inflicts present reality.
If I can even trust that form.
It seems to motion blur my universe.
I don’t believe that’s in a deer’s normal capacity for function.
Feel free to check out the daily series this is part of: thelambent.com/ancient-forms/
#art #writing #poetry 
