Light in Motion


Photo by Roman.

Or is it a face: the uneasy charisma and hideous visage of a lovecraftian deity? Or perhaps it is the body of some discarded picasso… perhaps the forgotten body of a head resident in the Loop? Or is it the illusion of order thrown up as sand in the wind, entropy’s mad, sad and ill-intended lie? And tell me: Is that the sound of drumming or merely your futile heart?

Author: rmichaelroman

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