Author Archives: obscuracollective

A Good Run

speaking with flowers

Our existence is but a vapour in the wind,

celebrate it and let it’s beauty permeate.

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R.I.P. Obscura Collective?

Sometimes life gets in the way of documenting life.

And vice versa.

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technology ruins adventure.

“Whatever happened to the good ol’ days?”

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Buddha’s hand.

hand.

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See Right Through

When everything is lonely, I can be my own best friend.
I’ll get a coffee and the paper, have my own conversations with the sidewalk, the pigeons, and my window reflection.
The mask I polish in the evening by the morning looks like shit.

—Bright Eyes

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When I close my eyes I don’t see darkness

My eyes don’t blindly meet moist pink blankets,
They roll back in their sockets
To feast on a dream,
Which sometimes can be tasty

In that murmuring silence
Where sleeping dogs lie,
Shy shadows shiver within shared shrouds

or

A flock of mute blackbirds hang suspended on the dawn
Leaving a trail of reverie,
Of minuet pianissimos,
Strung between feather yawns

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Choices, choices, decisions, decisions…

“And that has made all the difference.”

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