of the weary transitions
between our concious and unconcious positions...
Images of collisions
with reality and our memories' reditions...
These are bred of the conditions
that break free of our minds traditions...
these are but the beauty of dreams




I am a student, a skateboarder, a photographer, a writer, and a friend amoungst many other titles. These are my photographs and their acommpanying commentary.
1 comment:
nice poem, how it skateboards between sleep and waking realities, back and forth, hypnotic repetition of sound-
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