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Real Self

The reality of who or what I am as a person; exists solely in the perceptions of others. There is no such thing as a completely self defined reality. Never has been; never will be. I believe this to be true for all; not just me.

Taken with the Fuji S1000fd I just bought at a yard sale on Friday for $10.00. Has 10 megapixels and 12x optical zoom lens. I’ve had Fuji’s before and they always do a fantastic job of shooting in camera black and white. Best ten dollars I’ve spent in a long, long time.
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Taken with the Fuji S1000fd I just bought at a yard sale on Friday for $10.00. Has 10 megapixels and 12x optical zoom lens. I’ve had Fuji’s before and they always do a fantastic job of shooting in camera black and white. Best ten dollars I’ve spent in a long, long time.
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Taken with the Fuji S1000fd I just bought at a yard sale on Friday for $10.00. Has 10 megapixels and 12x optical zoom lens. I’ve had Fuji’s before and they always do a fantastic job of shooting in camera black and white. Best ten dollars I’ve spent in a long, long time.
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Taken with the Fuji S1000fd I just bought at a yard sale on Friday for $10.00. Has 10 megapixels and 12x optical zoom lens. I’ve had Fuji’s before and they always do a fantastic job of shooting in camera black and white. Best ten dollars I’ve spent in a long, long time.

Tales from the journey

While the journey rambles on,

weaving through time and space.

The stories now begin to be told,

of what has already taken place..

Tales of sorrow and of soaring spirit;

one or two, just to get it started.

A few more; here and there,

of great joy and also of the brokenhearted.

As the journey begins to wind down to an end

and all is done and said.

We now begin to understand in great detail,

of just how fully a single lifetime was led.

An asylum of shadows

An asylum of shadows,

Unwanted and cast aside.

No trust amongst them,

Yet they coexist; side by side.

Can you hear the muttered whispers,

The sad tales of what brought them here?

Can you feel their utter despair,

The hopelessness within each tear?

An asylum of shadows.

Beware!

Visitors are welcome.

Yesterdays, today and the final tomorrow

The celebration of the soulless beasts will carry on into the deepest, darkest places of eternal time. They’ll sing, dance and gorge themselves with utter abandon on their ill gotten gains. From time to time; the sounds of their evil laughter will fill the air as they look down upon the mindless creatures below, continuing to fanatically fight and die in battles that have no reality. The war began and will end exactly the same way, with the mindless ones never realizing the truth.

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