Posted on September 9, 2006 by insomnihack
Two shadows, elongated as the sun moved lower in the sky, stretched across a field where the blooms, that mirrored the sunset sky with their colouring, grew. One of the two took all of it in with a photographer’s eye, seeing exactly how best to frame this scene and what it might convey. His companion [...]
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Posted on August 11, 2006 by insomnihack
I have made my home among the delicate cutters. Ah, I see I disappoint you — you think I have damaged the dream you had of me as some beautiful and graceful creature that rooted out evil from the world. Well, I’m afraid it’s true, I am merely another scavenger of grief. Why deny that [...]
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Posted on July 16, 2006 by insomnihack
A soul that has come in search of forgiveness looks upon the scene before it and despairs of ever finding that consolation. What it sees is a tableau formed by a beautifully carved Jesus, a stained glass window depicting the stations of the cross lit by the dying sun, and a priest supplicated before both [...]
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