Abandonment

Image credit | Sam Thomas - amazing artist

Ok so i have completely abandoned my blog for the last 6mths!

i guess its been for a few reasons... one is I have had very little time between a busy work schedule, a puppy who commands and absorbs most of my free time (willingly and lovingly mind you!) and the fact that I have been in a bit of a slump of late...

Though its all changing right before my eyes... well that last part at least!

The slump I've found myself emerging from meant that I found little that inspired me enough to blog about, and when I did, I just didn't seem able to find time! That's not to say there was nothing rad and wonderful being produced out there by peeps, I just wasn't looking for it!

Going from a place where I just didn't want to do anything or be anything, to a new perspective of looking forward with a fresh burst of energy, a renewed vigour for life and a good cleanse of my temple has been a breathe of fresh air!

Its amazing to me how deeply I can bury myself in insubstantial, unmeaningful and unhealthy habits that completely remove me from the playing field of my life... I got sick of watching an empty pitch, and finally realised there was no one holding me in the grandstands... so I got up off my ass and headed out to play again!

I have a lot to do to fully get myself back on track, so while I'm not promising to blog everyday, I am going to make an effort to adding something to this 'ere lil ol' visual diary more often!

So here a a few of the images I had buried deep in the bowels of my hard drive just waiting for a day that I had some time to share...

The above images were found somewhere on the web... not sure where but if these images are yours, please comment me and I will add the credit and link for you asap!

on visual rotation currently....

I love these pics... found them here
this chick's blog is a bizarre of rad, interesting and at times off the wall images, quotes and bits n pieces!

Source | Quite Cheeky

The Death of Innocence...

"I felt that this room in my dream had the same feeling about it as if it was a loved one's room who has passed away long ago, the room was normally a forgotten space, a no-go zone full of things that reminded me of my past. The death of innocence lingered and loomed in the darkness.
It was a room in my mind full of memories and emptiness all at the same time.
A trace remained of old mourning and pent up emotion, a strong sense of 'I'd rather forget all about it' that made my heart ache. Like a subtle clue left to say I'd known that this day would come... and I'd prayed that day would be a long time in coming.
Someone had broken into it, letting thick shafts of afternoon sun flood the room, a dark space full of dust, between the cracks of the barred windows and broken door. It gave the room that golden glow full of dust sparkling and reflecting the light this way and that... maybe it was a dark and seedy entity that bought malice and pain to the space... or maybe the culprit was a split personality of my own unconscious creation that had cracked its seal, exposing familiar yet forcibly forgotten lament... yet the cause of the pain was just beyond the reach of comprehension.
Nothing had been taken or disturbed, not even the dust that hung ominously in the room, suspended in animation... yet I felt vulnerable, invaded and confused.
Someone, something, or, more likely, some part of me was trying to air out the space, shed light upon it, cleanse it and transform the energy into something new..."

- An excerpt from my dream journal this morning

Image Source | I Need Chemical X and Something Intellectual