The death bell has fucking tolled for you,
Satan’s breath itself rushes down your street,
Exploding your bones from the inside out,
Your heart is his and your soul is no longer,
Ripped out,
And torn asunder ha ha!
That’s the ultimate price you pay, you fucker,
For not putting the earplugs in and headphones on earlier.

On the edge of the Kalahari Desert in Namibia, sand dunes are encroaching onto once-fertile lands in the north. Healthy vegetation appears red in this image; in the center, notice the lone red dot. It is the result of a center-pivot irrigation system, evidence that at least one optimistic farmer continues to work the fields despite the approaching sand.
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The imagine you chose matched the poem very well.
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Thanks! π yeah I love abstract art, and this is abstract art provided by nature, once again! It’s really hard sometimes to tell the difference between human-made abstract art and nature!
And my soul just knows when the image is right, just another intuitive feeling :). It’s amazing how different kinds of art can represent what we’re feeling. The realm of visual art is one of the last I’ve never had a use for, but in the last few months started to find a connection with some abstract art.
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I also deliberately adjusted it to make it slightly over-saturated which fits will with the feeling in your cochleas when there’s a loud and infuriating noise!!
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The invation is very alive
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π. Invation?
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Yes invasion πππ€£
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π€£π great!
It really is! π
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(Very alive).
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I feel you, that’s for sure π€
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