I wanted to tell all of you that do these amazing self portraits….I commend you!! It is one thing to shoot just anything, but it takes GUTS to put yourselves infront of the camera!!!!!!!!!!!…
The things you do
Mean nothing to you
They are for the strangers
This play, these charades
Beyond pretend perfection
Lies a coward in the shadows
of his own armor
Let me paint your picture,
With the lens of my camera.
Let me stop time,
Even if only for a moment,
Capturing your beauty with my shutter.
Let me see your soul
Through this view finder of…
"...When I get in there, I am going to tell the first men I see I have a hot mate in the car in a skirt with no underwear!" He laughed weakly, and threatened to leave me there, with my own kind.
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Prehistory and Early History
Not much is known of Sabah’s early prehistory. Archeological finds are rare but it must be presumed that as early as 40,000 years ago modern man has already roam…
"Imagine I’m a beautiful woman and you love me!" he shouted, believing he was now transposed into some sort of great photographer.
One Day
I saw Amiracle The Beautiful
With its children dying
In streets
And at school
I saw a hypocrite daydream
Through false camera eyes
On television
And at cinema
I…
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Some people take out their anger in different ways. Some, like me, write it out. Others wear it-on their face, in their expression and their way of doing things. All day long, that anger wear…
Around 1998 my brother tells me to stop singing. I tell him to get a life. We sit down and watch "The Sound of Music."
Around 2003 my older brother breaks up with his finance. I am devastat…
The heinous everlasting feeling of rejection
Has me gripping on the the very last thread
Not sure I can stand another day looking at my reflection
Every second harder wishing that I was dead…