Wild and Woolly
Just another infamous living out days in a sleepy little town, one in which you think you won’t be bothered, but there is a danger of being dragged and dredged down in their skunky mud's, the Finnish diaspora with their elfish vision can’t make sense of the hearty-calf life you rushed from two eras ago, a woolly elephant of European hearty stock marching into the prickly pear.
One day you stand, in pearled on stretch-pants, see your old quarter-horse muscles ripple and pump, your shod feet rise, hoof-walls toughen and your soul adaption has increased in depth. Remember how you had command of the hills, taller, smarter, faster than your classmates, and yet, you’re afraid of the beady-eyed critiques of the inbred munchkins?
Rise up, Queen! Wild of the sentinel-purple, of the thistle-thorned-head, Rise up and be seen, not for the sight of display, but just because you’re no longer afraid to be twisting and lacing all that you were gifted to be.
Photo Credit: Michael Anfang/unsplash
Rise up, Queen! Wild of the sentinel-purple, of the thistle-thorned-head, Rise up and be seen, not for the sight of display, but just because you’re no longer afraid to be twisting and lacing all that you were gifted to be.
This struck a cord, Great write up @kimberlylane
Thank you :)
That speaks of pride without prejudice.
Applaud you for this striking piece.
Thank you, Erika :)
Catching up on your prolific 11 days (already!).
Gorgeous gem of a piece.
Question: honoroable mention at least to Michael Anfang; but type in his name on Unsplash and you get other gutsy photos, only not this one. How does that work? Say I was a corporate billionaire who wanted to use his photo on a billboard. Would I just take it without giving him a couple of shillings? Bits? But I couldn't even take it: it's nowhere to be found! (How do we best credit these eye-catchers we are using?)
Hmmm, very interesting on the photo. I've usually just punched in a search term and browse through pics until I find an image that resonates, captures some feeling of what I'm presenting. I just did the same, put his name in the search and like you said, can no longer find the image? Perhaps, the artist has control and just puts out a dozen or so at a time as a kind of advertisement of their work? Not sure how to credit them other than listing their name and giving them photo credit. At least that's how I was instructed by the steemit folks when starting out.
I suppose anyone can take our posting's here and copy and paste in some other forum and whether they use our names are not is difficult to tell? I did have someone tell me that they tweeted one of my posts which I found a bit unsettling.
From a great distance (like in my garden, i.e. AFK) it seems to make no difference what the heck goes on online.... paste and copy and retweet all you care, why not, I am tempted to be casual. Why DO we care? Or not, as the case may be? How possessive are we? What is the net really showing up, mirroring back? Damaging, corrupting, influencing? Yep, it touches upon your Real TIme before you know it, but also that will pass, as time always does.
Ultimately, the heart goes out most to what YOU post, and the Unsplash guy becomes interesting only because YOU posted him....which makes for very interesting (karma) considerations beyond the hysteria of copyright infringements.
Indeed, what is it mirroring back and the infringement on real time is insane. Crazy to look back at old posting's, say something of ten years ago and see how much real time has just passed by in the blink of an eye.
Love what you're saying about following the line of heart, from me and then to the photographer and to the next because that's how I like to navigate as well. Yes, much to consider in the realm of karma and incredible how this machine, this net is making its mark, opening up some things and closing down other's and because so many breathing, heart-beating people are involved it is given its own real life.
I am quite amazed at the wire crossing's, the shared dreaming's and the synchronicities that reveal themselves via this web.
In sad fashion, I've learned more about a close relationship I have been in over the past handful of years through a third party blogger I've never met in real life--though she lives close and I've seen her out my car window. Too much to share in all that's unfolded, but very much to do with the intranet/internet/extranet.
Sending you a cyber Valentine that says, I do admire you too!
Cyberspace network lines may be helpful to those insearch of soul space without wanting to get lost in space.... The space of one's own lucid (Luciferic) dreaming. It's a risk, mind you, for the entanglement in the web on its one-second-glue strands is real. Like ALL things to do with words/print it's an Ahrimanic (devilish) project at the end of the day (all time).
Some of us are sent here to see what can be done by way of workable security: safe walkways; firm gatekeepers.
I did just put his name into regular google search and found the photo in google images, and it comes up listed as an unsplash community photo.