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Mostly photography, with the occasional philosophical contemplation

A Fairytale

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17: Looking 4 You

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Looking 4 you

As the world turned upside down
I realized i was more lost than found
Wondering what caused all this pain
I learned the skills how to restrain
No longer wanting to be different

The endless craving  felt insignificant
As the insight dawns upon me
I no longer juggle with struggle
From what i can now see
Only the inside sets me free
All the while i was looking for you
And i wonder..
Do you look in the mirror too?

 

Church on the Hill

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Found this digital painting while i was looking through the archive. It’s an edited image of the ‘Bergkerk’ (Mountain Church) in Deventer. But as we don’t know real mountains in the Netherlands, i’ve dubbed this the Church on the Hill 🙂

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Looking Through

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At the entrance to the forest i love to be there is a small patch of trees with young birch trees.. gives a cool perspective to look ‘through them’

Going Forth

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For now a small break from the writing with images as i notice i like to share some photos too. This one was taken back in 2013. It was very impressive to stand in front of the Forth railway bridge near Edinburgh back in 2013. Such an amazing sight. And then to think it’s over a century old. I tried to create a bit of a mood in this picture. Really worked with the light and the contrast here, to emphasize the bridge and the clouds.

14: Nature’s Sonnet

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Life of a Tree

As a tree admires her beauty by looking into her own reflection
Water flows gently beneath and carries along her mirror image
Birds singing from the canopy come down to see the spectacle
A moment in time connects the tree to her own past lifetime
Once she stood firmly and proud on the banks of the forest creek
She was a home and shelter to many animals who befriended her
Her roots went all the way down deep below the water level
The crown on her head was majestic full of the greenest leaves
Years went by as she grew and grew with many seasons passing
She saw humans dramatically change the landscape around her
But the forest was left untouched and remained a peaceful sanctuary
With her birth ground safe she started giving in to gravity
Letting go of her connection to both the air and the ground below
Her the faithful task was to become a bridge between life and death