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takes photographs of situations as they are, so not only are his photojouranlism pieces stunning, they are also raw and true to form as well.



mild-wave's Gallery


is a very powerful writer. The thoughts and feelings in FreezeMyBrain's literature is passionately conveyed and the atmosphere created is potent as well.

Old BonesThose old bones, sun-bleached and eroded from the restless sand.
That salt spray that stings the eyes finds me wide awake again.
This desert that laughs and waves me over to its oasis of dreaming
Dead on my feet I walk into that tidal cavern and collapse.
When I wake upon dreaming, stars haven't lit the sky
But moving they are upon the cave walls, and in moving; alive.
I draw myself up from the floor and settle to a slump;
Such a curious cave for four fluorescent figures emerge to my gaze.
First the noise grows and I stir but settle myself back to sleep,
Second I feel that oceans cold reach taunt and touch my feet,
Third the crabby crustaceans scamper and scurry past me.
In slumbering so soundly rolling waves grew ever near to awake me.
In such haggard and exasperated state I had ignored such alarms;
The moon, in its pull, has trapped me here as such tidal pools swarm.
Faithfully and fortunate as fortune leaves me these glowing guides;
Now, as fate had decided, I venture further until ~ An extract from Old Bones
"In such haggard and exasperated state I had ignored such alarms;
The moon, in its pull, has trapped me here as such tidal pools swarm.
Faithfully and fortunate as fortune leaves me these glowing guides;
Now, as fate had decided, I venture further until the water subsides."  

Mature Content

~ An extract from Jigsaw
"Bloodstained sheets and broken belief, nothing hurts; sheer relief
Let me tell you baby, you're too perfect for this circus,
With such precision you deliver the vision in indecision
Not beauty and butterflies but something of the burning kind"  

To Gunner,To Gunner,
Exposed;
Vulnerable.
Leaving all you once knew,
And the safety and warmth of a loving mother;
To the empty, arid air of a summer month.
And in opening your eyes for the first time,
Know that who you see shall shelter and protect you;
With the love and laughter that you have brought to us.
And in showing you that same love that you have given to us
We lilies bloom together.
For where snow shall soon fall,
And bind us together for warmth,
We sit as a family and share together;
The harvest and ties of the autumn north.
Let us never forget,
That as we came together here;
Watching the first snow flakes fall.
And as we stand together
Hand in hand,
These moments, these memories;
Their strength never ends.
Years from now we may return to that place
Either as one, alone,
Or together again.
And we wander and wonder,
Upon a dream which started there.
For I am as eager to love;
As you embrace such eagerness to live. ~ An extract from To Gunner
"And as we stand together
Hand in hand,
These moments, these memories;
Their strength never ends."

FreezeMyBrain's Gallery


is a fantastic digital artist who challenges herself in a variety of ways, as proven by her interesting gallery. Her style is still pretty experimental, but she shows good potential overall.



always-hungry's Gallery


  

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