warped perspective

they say words are mangled in dreams but not in mine; words are wondrous whales swimming softly in the depths of my dark mind's slowly draining ocean

away enough and time

walking weakly while wandering wistfully

ace of base

I saw the sign

guitar samurai on the train

with this surreal image I thought it was only fair to play with the idea of image framing, so this is oddly framed

watching us

final gasp plasticized

wayside flowers

a smile in appreciate of fragile transcendent moments

retracted lantern

waiting for one of three portable god-shrines at the sanja festival

unlit lantern

a sleepless mind leads to a chaotic image selection, words speak louder

symbolic buddha

to become what is not, what is everything, to unbecome

the wall

theres a door if you can find it

red wash tree of time

a couple years old this photo sees new life

springs here again

carp streamers and sky tree tower