Back with some new pictures from my new DSLR - expect more soon!
Daniel


The Downward Spiral You sit in the darkness. It's late. In the perfect houses across the road, small squares of yellow light are a rare sight. The polished windows, marked by the brief passage of indistinct grey forms, fade into the characteristic black holes puncturing the neat arrangement of bricks. You've seen it before. In your mind you can map out every door, every flowerbed, even the infinite arrangement of light reverberations on the cement, the geometry of every wall.The Downward Spiral by ~Moondarri
The soft incandescent glow of the street lights glares at you, burning vivid stains on your eyes. You shut the curtains. That's better. The heavy material shuts out the light. Insolent ray


I fell the night He rose it was Easter Sunday, the year 2004I fell the night He rose by ~aBoycallednever
when in a series of gulps
I lost my innocence
and ol' man Nelson told me stories in my grandmother's house
his old guitar singing the lovechild of a blues, jazz, country, folk orgy
but I'm thinkin' in blue skies instead of gray now
and I know he was justa wannabe Injun pothead
being melancholy on his ay-
coo-
stick
Yea I followed granny's example
'cause my head was ahurtin'
and they were like the horde of blue skittles
hid from the masses since the beginning
and I tasted the rainbow
but my memory's jogged for miles now
and I know the orange bottles made them as gray as