The artifice of reality.

Perhaps we should turn off our inner eyes when the product is cultural garbage.

The unfortunate events layer themselves continuously and act as Atlas' burden.

Sometimes the smallest tragedies can lead to epic failures and life crushing defeats. My biggest fear is for this to happen to me.

My stomach is a series of knots.

The stress sometimes seems insurmountable. I am keeping a positive outlook because worrying myself sick hasn't been really working out so far.

When sea legs become concrete in nature.

I decided to start another blog so I can keep my other photo related, and use this as a vehicle for my rambling.