Ohio
sunday verses #2
WE ARE MEDIA (10/02/2021)
Welcome citizen,
WE are Media.
WE are message.
WE are massage.
WE are information masturbation
That you WILL enjoy.
If you do not believe
what WE tell you to believe,
And if you do not act on
what WE tell you to do,
Even though WE show you
only what WE believe you need to know,
Even though WE show you
a heavily redacted, edited, one-sided view,
Even though, when WE do show an alternate view
it is completely ridiculous, unbalanced and unbelievable,
Then, you are a bad citizen.
A bad and corrupt member of society.
Suited only for OUR censorship.
Dear citizen,
You and WE both know that you,
A mere individual,
Are incapable of making an informed decision.
Information is power that WE control for you.
WE simplify the information for you.
You are free only when WE say you are free.
WE have done all the work for you.
You may now bow down and thank US.
You're welcome citizen.
We are Media.
Autumn
If you have followed this blog for a long time you know that I focus more on abstracts than nature shots when posting different photographs. That is because nature really only interests me about 5 months out of the year. Primarily October through February. The spring and summer months I can take it or leave it. I don’t find nature that inspiring March through September, photographically speaking. I’m not against it – as I have seen some absolutely stunning photographs from Spring and Summertime – it just isn’t my “thing”. So since we are into the month of October I’ve decided to post only nature shots this month. Enjoy. And for those that love the abstracts – they will be back again. Oh, and just to clarify; these are not new photos. They are from years past.
sunday verses
Toilet/Potty Poem (10/2021)
Sitting on the toilet in
Solemn contemplation
Staring at the shag rug
Covering the Autumn-chilled tile floor
Faces and shapes emerge
Beasts and people
Both fantastic and frightening
Revealing themselves
Emerging in the trampled fibers
Of bare footed traffic
Before I roll them up
To erase their existence
In the reality of life's washing machine
Like shaking an etch a sketch
Re-setting the tabula rasa of imagination
cut the tree
freedom keeps on slippin’ slippin’ slippin’ into the future
edge of forever
icicle works
impressions #2
impressions #1
take the red pill
winter’s coming on
leave the door open
listen to me
monks mood
“that’s me in the window and me in the bar”
I’ve not been out with my camera taking photo’s for a couple of months. In fact I think I’ve only been out a couple of times this year so far. The photo’s I’ve posted in the past several weeks and going forward are old files. I’ve been digging through old files from 2007-2010. About half of the photos I’m posting are re-edits from personal favorites of the past. So for those who followed me since my flickr days or my very first blog (which I deleted in 2014 to start this one) – some images may look familiar. The other half of images, you have seen recently or will see going forward, are files I’ve never processed or shared before.
Today’s post includes one of my personal all time favorites. Back in the days when I was on flickr I posted a sepia tint version that was cropped. I’ve re-edited it without the crop and without the sepia which I like better now. I also like the original color version just as much as the black and white. For me this image evokes a number of different moods. This image is from 2008 and was from an abandoned music store window (the name of the store I’ve long forgotten) with a poster of some musical artist (I don’t remember who) promoting some recent recording of the day. I like this image for it’s abstract qualities and the composition of the crumpling poster. If you look closely, you can see in the windows reflection, my car which was parked across the street – LOL. This building was on East Exchange St in Akron, OH and was demolished a couple of years later to make way for a college football stadium.
Song for the day: That’s Me In The Bar by A.J. Croce
