Via Flickr:
She could sense its vacuum from a distance far beyond the hollow air that rushed in to fill the void across this canyon...
A chasm spanning ten million miles wide, its bowels cut wide open, deeper than the most distant molecule in space...
She could see a distant, almost transparent apparition standing very still and watching her with no expression.., she stood precisely where the sun would set.
All the while, knowing that this far-off stranger was not a stranger at all.
I was She and She was Me, and despite our fate to spend eternity alone, We shared a finite moment within an infinite expanse.
(They became We - She & Me).
THIS BLOG BEGAN AS A PAGE MOSTLY FOR PSYCHOLOGICAL RESEARCH AND LITERATURE REVIEWS. THE TOPICS HAVE SLOWLY EVOLVED - BEGINNING WITH "DESTRUCTIVE OBEDIENCE" RESEARCH, ANTI-WWASP INFORMATION, AND MORE RECENTLY, THE FOCUS HAS BEEN ALMOST EXCLUSIVELY ON PHOTOGRAPHY. I NEVER SAID I WAS ORGANIZED.
24.9.12
Chasms: Mine is the Curse of Expectation.
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