wiccanrider
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I live and love life to the full. Moved to Tasmania a while ago and love the place. I write a little and take the odd photograph that I will get to post for your pleasure or not. I think what we see is from within, and no one looks through my eyes so they may not agree. But that is their loss not mine.
Enjoy if you will b ut if not so be it.
To thyne own self be true.
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wiccanrider is a member of # 1 ARTISTS OF REDBUBBLE , Bubble Jeopardy, All Things Orange Artwork Gallery, 1 In The Beginning - Ancient Practices, All Pets Great and Small, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Art Deco Heaven, Art Students and Beginners, Australia! You're Standing In it...., Beginner's Expressions, Birds and Creatures of Flight, Bits and Pieces , Black and White Photography, Challenge Café, Christian Churches, Statues and Crosses, In the Pink 50% pink, PUPPIES Only! *2 PHOTOS per day*, RedBubble Nude, Skyscapes, Stillness Speaks **Max 2 uploads per day** {{No NUDES, ABSTRACT, CANDIDS or ACTION IMAGES}}, Tasmania, That One Great Shot, The Birds, Transport, UK to Australia and Back and Writing: Persuing Happiness.
Journal Entries
Much Appreciated
Posted about 1 month ago.
Apology
Posted 8 months ago, 1 comment so far.
Thank You
Posted 9 months ago, 4 comments so far.
Thank you for the compliment
Posted 10 months ago, 8 comments so far.
A Wonderful Suprise
Posted 11 months ago, 2 comments so far.
Confused
Posted 11 months ago, 4 comments so far.
Thank you
Posted 11 months ago.
Thank You
Posted 11 months ago, 2 comments so far.
Thank You
Posted 12 months ago.
Not Forgoten
Posted about 1 year ago, 5 comments so far.
Art
Writing
IN SIGHT
Within the written, and spoken word, / And on the canvas white, / A picture can be painted, / with colours, oh so bright. / These pictures can be seen by all. / But those of us who see them best, / A…
The Closing Of Deaths Door
Is it raining now, / I can not hear it, / Is it raining now, / I can not feel it, / Is it raining now, / I can not see it, / These things I took for granted, / These things that helped make life worth…
The Old Digger
The old digger walks the streets, / Looking for familiar faces and places, / From time’s gone by. / Later you will find him sitting in the cafe, / Sipping on a cold cup of coffee he got an hour …
Destiny
Is destiny a state that we make for our selves? / Or is it something that others make for us? / Should we believe that there is some greater being? / These questions should be looked at individually. …
Mans Folly
The nights silence is broken. / The distant sound of a / train, calling out a bl…
Dreams Of Peace Health & Happiness
When we awaken to the morning sun, / And the world has come to life. / Dreams are forgotten by some. / But not by those who see beyond our man made world. / This world is filled with belongings of man…
