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A unique view of an Agave Americana bloom
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I was playing around with a sunset photo I had taken, when I got the idea for a planet similar to Earth, populated with humanoid type creatures who find something to grumble about regardless of the situation. Their conversation might go something like: I can’t believe it Zhrikplatth, that’s the third time this Dasnuba that the skyhop has been late. Keep your veins in, Krryp, at least we can enjoy another methane sunset while we wait.
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/ “Phew! Thank goodness I caught up with you; I thought I’d missed the mail run.” Akkermesh grinned with relief as he skilfully flipped his letters into the snail box. Another gentrime, would have been too long to wait for the return trip. “You are lucky, slurped the snail, another three pecsureps and I would have been through the gap. Many Red orbits to wait for my return, had you not caught me in time.” In ages past, on their once unpolluted crystal planet, Kryx, communications had advanced from wires to wireless over a few short gentrimes. Scientific developments soon allowed sub-atomic particle encoding quark transfer possible. Nothing faster, or more reliable than transfer at thought speed, they had surmised. It even made light, pedestrian by comparison. They were correct regarding the speed, but quite wrong re the reliability. Then, quite by accident, they stumbled upon snail mail….:)
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On Nasuvacuity Evonda the natural bridge that spans Nodenial Creek that is part of the palatial gardens of Emperor Snenascretinous’ summer residence on Impmenrobitydacious the 4th moon of Yeggoria on the edge of Ensliar close to the IPUP borders. Yeggoria has a temperate climate that allows for many of the high ranking officials of the Ensliar elite to summer and enjoy their leisure times. Many times during this period matches are made between the various powerful houses of the elite, to keep the power of the dynasty within the 8 great families. Ipedia of Worthy Content (iWC) volume 22, page 234; Holiday Retreat of Snenascretinous Some other groups you may find of interest as well: DaDa Land / Boolean Art / Human and Nature / Fantasy Art / Light and Reflections
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The plan worked to perfection, Breehemoth, unleashed his pneumatically assisted whipper arm and plucked Zola from the air. The shock on Zola’s body was immense, his eyes bulged and his sausage roll super thrusters, deprived of much needed airflow, whined in protest. He was fast losing consciousness. The red world blurred and greyed at the edges and all sound receded in a rapidly closing mental fog. The Breehemoth opened its jaws in delight and cast victorious glance down at Zola, no more would these free flyer, cliff-dwellers, disrupt operations at the hill. His last thought was a brief concern as to the whereabouts of Zola’s partner, Gorgon. The distraction had worked, The excitement registered by the Breehemoth, had momentarily diverted power from its dome shield and Gorgon punched through the soft tissue, his internal processors and deft pink fingers worked at light speed, to sever and remove the Breehemoth’s core controller –its brain. Zola dropped from lifeless fingers, his motors roared into life on auto pilot and took him up to a safe altitude, where he came round to see Gorgon next to him. Gorgon and Zola roared off into the red sky with cheesy grins plastered over their faces.
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“Faster Mnlik, they are gaining on us!” “Keep your party hat on dear, they have forgotten to raise the landing gear on their “Beatle”.” Mnlik allowed himself a self-satisfied smile, while closing the right wing pod slightly to deflect them away from the cliffs. The Hihangers would not be happy if their city rest time was disturbed in any way. He need to maximise the downdraft and use the sweeping air currents through the gorge, to increase his advantage before Bloddk, realised his mistake and raised the legs. Bloddk would not win this year, Mnlik decided, his jovial headgear from the festivities belying his determination. Ever since the early transmissions from Earth all those millennia ago and the “Fab Four” had been popularised into local culture, the planet had changed. A change for the better he thought. In the old days, it was all work and no play. Public and even private displays of emotion were frowned upon. Not anymore, he grinned. The images, filtered through the space-time warp, were grainy, but enough data had arrived to let them know that they were not alone. The priests were wrong, there was life elsewhere after all. From what they could gather, they were humanoid like themselves and maybe “The one who had arrived” to tell them about immortality was also wrong… laughing and finding things funny was probably ok, and just maybe, winning a Beatle race would not consign your soul to hlekka for eternity. Their minds were opening, it felt good. “What are you smiling at, Mnlik?” questioned Frontalia, twisting her head to keep their pursuers in sight. “You know if you lose concentration in this gorge, we won’t make it ahead of them and there are rumours that the river snappers are back to their old tricks, so don’t get too close to the acid. “Relax darling, I was just thinking about how we carved their faces over the vector shields on our craft. They honour life forms, light years away, whom we will never meet. What matters though, is that the carvings remind us not to go back to the old ways.” They flew on in silence, both deep in thought, the race almost forgotten. In the background a song from Earth soothed their minds- ”...on and on, across the universe…”
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the team of scientists frantically search for the remains of the ufo, which was seen striking the water in a fairly shallow ocean trench.
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Alien space invaders must have taken over my computer for this glowing curved abstract digital image. It is large enough for a medium sized poster. /
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The cliff face shimmered slightly as the craft slipped softly into the blue. They hugged the sheer wall until they were well clear, then dipped into the powdered soft whiteness beneath. It had been a while since their last meeting. Hopefully this one would go better…
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Swisher did not agree with the council and ignoring their findings, decided to free the Crozog and her cub. After all, what harm could there really be. Old Whisper face in the council probably made up most of what he had heard anyway… I was playing with pencil concept sketches of vistas monsters and high speed movement, when this image took shape. I loved “Flip McCoy the Rocket boy”, as a child and Swisher was inspired by my early memories of this boy with a rocket belt.
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YOUKOSO Meaning “Welcome!” in Japanese This shirt is featuring the characters: Popcorn the Rabbit / Lavender the Orange / Cube the Bear / Maybe the Fox please enjoy!
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Pastel drawing of Flying Eyes. From Anatomy Eye Series.
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Animation drawing I did for a tecno band called “Electric Goldfish” by Cheetah Records Orlando Florida.
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Mycena interrupta. Liffee Falls, Tasmania
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A new avatar image, away with the rose red glasses, and time for a cold, white burn.
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Punching softly through the puffy clouds, the Whisper Craft roared into life at full power. They knew this last leg would be tricky and had hoped to maintain their surprise as long as possible, in order to catch to inhabitants at Face Mountain city, unaware. Now in the open, they had to risk all in a high speed swoop, before the defenders could respond. They had reckoned without Stumpy though. Stumpy, a survivor of a previous sneak attack, had sworn that they would not catch his city sleeping a second time. He had roamed the skies daily, since war had started. Now, it seemed, his endless hours in high altitude patrols, had been rewarded. His stump itched, but it didn’t worry him this time. He smiled as he flicked the switch on his photon disruptor and prepared to dive…
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He’s not just a robot. He’s free speech robot!! And he will NOT shut up…
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Only available in black
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Captain X34Gtlip emerged from his alpha state and focused an emotional high beam to base, his green slimy grippers flipped on the data recorder and he opened his private telepathic communications channel, His partner would see and experience with him…........... Yeeeeeeehhaaaaaaaa, rippled through his conscious self as he zipped over the ice divide.
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Stumpy was not alone in his defence of Face Mountain city. The AWCSS (Anti- Whisper craft Cloud Swallowing System), only recently tested, performed flawlessly. Fired from the ground, this mostly organic system, could reach great heights with amazing rapidity. Once a Whisper Craft was in range, it was consumed in seconds. The inhabitants of the airship, would not be harmed, but they would have to start new lives in different worlds, due to molecular realignment. The prototype had been tested in a parallel system and by all accounts, the Bermuda Triangle experiment had gone well…
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