Mystic destiny

The magic lives on

The essence flows unceasingly from its source

The mystic way is never quelled

It is flowing through the chaos and can never be blocked

If you live in love there is an unquenchable thirst

Faith is but rations to survive the destiny of a man.

Bodilly

Destined to die

Destiny is unstoppable
The pain is undescribable
Seemingly unbreakable
The shackles of mortal time
Within the inches of existence
Formed within a blackened mist
Forces play their games
I am cursed
I am to blame
Bound to the nothingness of the horizon
Tortured by the disbelief of dissapointment
A rain falls of fire and stone
The sky twists and writhes
On knees with no flesh
Spitting froth to the desert earth
A miserable wreck smiles at death and destiny

Mynd's eye

The motorway sounds like the sea from far away
The cars are a carriage, just as any matter, holding matter
Peace is not an illusion and games end as quickly as they were started
Sometimes there is joy and laughter amongst the pain and struggle
There is a feeling of guilt that feeds on the vision of destruction
Like when something so fragile is taken for granted and not celebrated for it's worth
The waves sound like cars that pass you by on the motorway
Their arrival and dissipation echo an uneasing sound like bare knees falling onto grey gravel
Everything may be likened to something else, like the cold glare of a warm eye or the sound of an engine to that of the ocean.
The size of life depends upon the minds eye
The sound of the sun is unimaginably loud yet we will never hear it
We are infinitely huge and miniscule

life of art

There is an infinite energy that 'can' be channelled by us as humans. You can no doubt uncover the art of life which may bring you closer to the life of art.

A birds nest is a fine example of craft and a life sustaining one at that!

I am thinking about the creative process of evolution, within a bird, that determines it's markings.

If a creation is merely the outcome of an equation it cannot belong to you, but all.

Are you sure that you know and trust your mind well enough to justify condemnation of the mystic realm?

Bodilly

street

rue du Fauberg st. Denis

In this street you could basically get everything including a new afro. Really didn't have much time for photo's in Paris because we were running a Chinese tea service in the theater (L' archipel) for three days. Literally every picture taken was in a hurry off the hip, taken on the way to the Theater. Other times I just didn't want to take pictures. The city never ceases to amaze the west country boy. How bent are my blogs?

back streets

Rue du Fauburg st. Dennis, Paris, au bon porc.

Rue due Strasburg

1 from Paris

Boulevard de Strasburg, Paris april 2010

Not much energy or time today for blogging just been sorting the photos. Been to France and did everything! This isn't the best photo but I liked it and chose it for today. Will be more coming. Been using a Nikon d40 and have no computer else I think the quality would be slightly better after editing, was a great camera to use, really light and responsive.

Bless you, Jacob x