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'The Tree on Love Lane'
Love Lane, Chillenden, Kent, England, 11.03.2017
------------------------------------- 'Love's Ravens Fly' (Poem)
------------------------------------------- To see my love,
within my eye,
is rare,
like seeing,
Ravens fly,
against a cloudy,
painted sky,
my love hath,
simply fluttered by.

It seems to me,
she looked,
my way, 
then passed me,
for another day,
and once again,
my sun's refrain,
hath left me,
shivering,
in the rain.

To hardness,
I must confess,
as I succumb,
to loneliness,
yet every day,
I seek the sky,
and hope to see, 
Love's Ravens fly. 
Although,
it is a rarity,
I hope, 
someday,
that I might see,
a flock,
that flies,
majestically,
of Ravens,
flying unto me. --------------------------------------////// Lucky Ajax International Art & Photography
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Anthony M Barun 
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'The Tree on Love Lane' Love Lane, Chillenden, Kent, England, 11.03.2017 ------------------------------------- 'Love's Ravens Fly' (Poem) ------------------------------------------- To see my love, within my eye, is rare, like seeing, Ravens fly, against a cloudy, painted sky, my love hath, simply fluttered by. It seems to me, she looked, my way, then passed me, for another day, and once again, my sun's refrain, hath left me, shivering, in the rain. To hardness, I must confess, as I succumb, to loneliness, yet every day, I seek the sky, and hope to see, Love's Ravens fly. Although, it is a rarity, I hope, someday, that I might see, a flock, that flies, majestically, of Ravens, flying unto me. --------------------------------------////// Lucky Ajax International Art & Photography ---------------------------------- - Photography Anthony M Barun Luckyajax.com #luckyajaxinternational  (Website coming soon) (All Rights Reserved) ---------------------------------- - Writing Anthony M Barun Godfreysdream.com #godfreysdream  (Website coming soon) (All Rights Reserved) ---------------------------------- E:luckyajax7@gmail.com ----------------------------------
-------------- 光超过树
Guāng chāoguò shù
'The Light Beyond The Trees'
Great Stour, England, 06.06.2017
-------------------------------------------'Form is Emptiness, Without Love'
(Poem)
------------------------------------------As I observed,
the world around, 
and the blessed,
sky above, 
I felt creation,
had no substance, 
until I looked at it,
with Love.

Suddenly the world,
seemed bright, 
bathed in an,
eternal light, 
my strength increased,
a thousand fold, 
I felt warmth,
instead of cold.

For Love,
had taught me,
why I sigh,
who I am,
and how to cry,
she helped me see,
that I had grown,
but finally,
left me all alone. 
Yet although love,
is known to fade, 
to leave an empty,
soul betrayed, 
a thousand years,
I'd search away, 
just to Love,
for one more day. ---------------------------------- ---- 14th of February 2017 0823 hours
-------------- 光超过树 Guāng chāoguò shù 'The Light Beyond The Trees' Great Stour, England, 06.06.2017 -------------------------------------------'Form is Emptiness, Without Love' (Poem) ------------------------------------------As I observed, the world around, and the blessed, sky above, I felt creation, had no substance, until I looked at it, with Love. Suddenly the world, seemed bright, bathed in an, eternal light, my strength increased, a thousand fold, I felt warmth, instead of cold. For Love, had taught me, why I sigh, who I am, and how to cry, she helped me see, that I had grown, but finally, left me all alone. Yet although love, is known to fade, to leave an empty, soul betrayed, a thousand years, I'd search away, just to Love, for one more day. ---------------------------------- ---- 14th of February 2017 0823 hours
'Sleepwalkers'
Kings Cross, London, 25.03.2017
------------------------------------ Sleepwalk (poem)
------------------------------------------- I think, 
I'll sleepwalk, 
all my days,
gazing through,
an ethereal haze,
sometimes sleeping,
sometimes shaking,
sometimes healing,
often breaking,
following,
waiting,
anticipating,
sculpting this thing,
that I am creating,
never knowing,
who I am,
sometimes, 
wondering, 
if I can,
aware my time,
is running out,
this substance, 
I can't live without,
it cries to me,
from up above,
a simple thing,
this thing called,
Love.

Perhaps,
the reason,
for existence,
is to search,
with such,
persistence,
for this blessed,
subtle force,
emitted from,
some hidden,
source,
to find,
to fall in,
to loose,
to seek,
to yearn for,
perhaps,
to speak of,
Love,
appears to be,
the reason why,
I sleepwalk,
lest I wake,
and die.
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'Sleepwalkers' Kings Cross, London, 25.03.2017 ------------------------------------ Sleepwalk (poem) ------------------------------------------- I think, I'll sleepwalk, all my days, gazing through, an ethereal haze, sometimes sleeping, sometimes shaking, sometimes healing, often breaking, following, waiting, anticipating, sculpting this thing, that I am creating, never knowing, who I am, sometimes, wondering, if I can, aware my time, is running out, this substance, I can't live without, it cries to me, from up above, a simple thing, this thing called, Love. Perhaps, the reason, for existence, is to search, with such, persistence, for this blessed, subtle force, emitted from, some hidden, source, to find, to fall in, to loose, to seek, to yearn for, perhaps, to speak of, Love, appears to be, the reason why, I sleepwalk, lest I wake, and die. ---------------------------------- Lucky Ajax International Art & Photography ---------------------------------- - Photography Anthony M Barun Luckyajax.com #luckyajaxinternational  (Website coming soon) (All Rights Reserved) ---------------------------------- -- E: luckyajax7@gmail.com ------------------------------------
ドラゴンの息
Doragon no iki
The Dragon's Breath
------------------------------------------- - 'The Red Mist and The Dragon's Lament ' (Poem). Godfrey's Dream, (Excerpt). ------------------------------------------- Amongst the sleeping,
trees that twist,
there rose,
a fog,
a creeping mist,
against a sky,
of emerald green,
the Dragon's breath,
engulfed the scene.
Twas never ever,
seen before,
and all knew,
the Dragon,
lived no more.
Oh! tortured soul,
he found release,
upon a sword,
he came to cease,
yet as a hero,
he had made,
with sadness,
upon the ground,
was laid,
The Dragon,
who whispered,
unto the hero's ear,
with tender words said;
'Do not fear,
for once,
I have expired,
my work is done,
that God required,
The Ring be your,
forevermore,
yet of the curse,
do not ignore',
thence whispered he,
unto his ear,
the secret,
for the hero,
to hear,
before The Dragon,
found release,
to drift unto,
his final peace.
And lo !
as the beast,
did retire,
his soul rose upward,
higher and higher,
until he stood,
face to face,
with God's Angels,
In heavens embrace,
unto Valhall,
The Dragon's final, 
resting place.
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Anthony M Barun 
Luckyajax.com
#luckyajaxinternational
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ドラゴンの息 Doragon no iki The Dragon's Breath ------------------------------------------- - 'The Red Mist and The Dragon's Lament ' (Poem). Godfrey's Dream, (Excerpt). ------------------------------------------- Amongst the sleeping, trees that twist, there rose, a fog, a creeping mist, against a sky, of emerald green, the Dragon's breath, engulfed the scene. Twas never ever, seen before, and all knew, the Dragon, lived no more. Oh! tortured soul, he found release, upon a sword, he came to cease, yet as a hero, he had made, with sadness, upon the ground, was laid, The Dragon, who whispered, unto the hero's ear, with tender words said; 'Do not fear, for once, I have expired, my work is done, that God required, The Ring be your, forevermore, yet of the curse, do not ignore', thence whispered he, unto his ear, the secret, for the hero, to hear, before The Dragon, found release, to drift unto, his final peace. And lo ! as the beast, did retire, his soul rose upward, higher and higher, until he stood, face to face, with God's Angels, In heavens embrace, unto Valhall, The Dragon's final, resting place. ----------------------------------------- Lucky Ajax International Art & Photography ---------------------------------- - Writing & Photography Anthony M Barun Luckyajax.com #luckyajaxinternational  (Website coming soon) (All Rights Reserved) -------------------------------------------- E: luckyajax7@gmail.com ------------------------------------
-- A Lonely Moon (Poem)
-------------------------------------------- Upon Arcadia I did wonder, beneath a bright yet Lonely Moon, within the sacred river yonder,
there lay three treasures, 
I'd often ponder.

Hoping to locate the chest, 
give meaning to my lonely quest, yet as I looked upon the sky,
the moon caused me,
to breathe a sigh,

For written in the sky above, 
the answer to all questions, "Love". I looked unto the waters deep, 
to realise I was asleep, 
the treasure only symbolised, 
that which was written in the skies.

So from the river I did stray, 
to try and find another way, 
I looked upon the moon a gleaming, 
that's when I knew, 
I was still dreaming.

And lo, I searched within Arcadia, hoping to become awake, doubting now, 
my own existence,
I fled once more,
toward the lake. 
Unto the waters, 
upon one knee, 
I peered once more,
and tried to see, 
If my reflection,
was still me, 
but beyond the surface,
I could not see.

So into the darkness,
I did dive, 
hoping that I would arrive, 
within the presence, 
of perpetual bliss, 
but all I found, 
was an endless abyss. 
Oh! Infinite loneliness,
Oh! Endless nothing,
Oh! Cursed wakefulness, 
How I long again to dream,

So gently floating I did rise, 
back toward the blessed skies, unto the dreaming world above,
the only place where one finds, Love.
------------------------------------ Writing & Photo
----------------------------------
Lucky Ajax International Art & Photography
---------------------------------- - Photography 
Anthony M Barun 
Luckyajax.com
#luckyajaxinternational
(Website coming soon)
(All Rights Reserved)
---------------------------------- - Writing
Anthony M Barun 
Godfreysdream.com
#godfreysdream
(Website coming soon)
(All Rights Reserved)
-------------------------------------------- E: luckyajax7@gmail.com
----------------------------------
-- A Lonely Moon (Poem) -------------------------------------------- Upon Arcadia I did wonder, beneath a bright yet Lonely Moon, within the sacred river yonder, there lay three treasures, I'd often ponder. Hoping to locate the chest, give meaning to my lonely quest, yet as I looked upon the sky, the moon caused me, to breathe a sigh, For written in the sky above, the answer to all questions, "Love". I looked unto the waters deep, to realise I was asleep, the treasure only symbolised, that which was written in the skies. So from the river I did stray, to try and find another way, I looked upon the moon a gleaming, that's when I knew, I was still dreaming. And lo, I searched within Arcadia, hoping to become awake, doubting now, my own existence, I fled once more, toward the lake. Unto the waters, upon one knee, I peered once more, and tried to see, If my reflection, was still me, but beyond the surface, I could not see. So into the darkness, I did dive, hoping that I would arrive, within the presence, of perpetual bliss, but all I found, was an endless abyss. Oh! Infinite loneliness, Oh! Endless nothing, Oh! Cursed wakefulness, How I long again to dream, So gently floating I did rise, back toward the blessed skies, unto the dreaming world above, the only place where one finds, Love. ------------------------------------ Writing & Photo ---------------------------------- Lucky Ajax International Art & Photography ---------------------------------- - Photography Anthony M Barun Luckyajax.com #luckyajaxinternational  (Website coming soon) (All Rights Reserved) ---------------------------------- - Writing Anthony M Barun Godfreysdream.com #godfreysdream  (Website coming soon) (All Rights Reserved) -------------------------------------------- E: luckyajax7@gmail.com ----------------------------------
Godfrey's Dream Book One  The Angels of Arcadia
-----------------------------------Chapter (excerpt):
The Angels Reveal Themselves ---------------------------------------- The two angels stood over Godfrey facing each other, one at his foot, the other at his head. Then they bowed to one another and began to speak, starting with the Angel of light who said, "He is close to his end, we must act lest he expire". Then the Angel of Darkness spake in a less gentle tone; "Perhaps, however he must expire, and thus be subjected to both ends of the spectrum, for it is our duty to administer such things". The Angel of Light continued; "Indeed, for we do Gods work my brother, therefore let us consider and negotiate the consequences of cause and effect. Should the young knight die, his mission would not be complete, this shall lead to events, or the lack of events, that may stagnate the universal flux. Let us therefore revive him now and discus the terms of play beyond this point, lest the destructor cometh and end all things". The Dark Angel replied with calm resistance, "He is a mortal and subject to both the light and the dark, as are all. I cannot sanction a course of assistance that will unfairly balance his chances in the resoundingly positive. Such a course in itself may neutralise the celestial energies, Therefore I can only agree to a temporary revival, I say this in consideration of the new circumstances that have arisen, thus we provide a fair opportunity for chance to again take over, but then he must die, for the wound inflicted by the dragon is a fatal one". The Angel of Light had anticipated his dark brothers response and held up his wand saying, 
How can a decision be made when the boy is so unbalanced within his soul? He is blinded by loss, duty, honour and the object of his desire.  Do you think that this can be resolved unto the edge of the forest alone? The first of the three was within his grasp and yet he did not take it. The Dragon still has The Ring!"
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Godfrey's Dream Book One The Angels of Arcadia -----------------------------------Chapter (excerpt): The Angels Reveal Themselves ---------------------------------------- The two angels stood over Godfrey facing each other, one at his foot, the other at his head. Then they bowed to one another and began to speak, starting with the Angel of light who said, "He is close to his end, we must act lest he expire". Then the Angel of Darkness spake in a less gentle tone; "Perhaps, however he must expire, and thus be subjected to both ends of the spectrum, for it is our duty to administer such things". The Angel of Light continued; "Indeed, for we do Gods work my brother, therefore let us consider and negotiate the consequences of cause and effect. Should the young knight die, his mission would not be complete, this shall lead to events, or the lack of events, that may stagnate the universal flux. Let us therefore revive him now and discus the terms of play beyond this point, lest the destructor cometh and end all things". The Dark Angel replied with calm resistance, "He is a mortal and subject to both the light and the dark, as are all. I cannot sanction a course of assistance that will unfairly balance his chances in the resoundingly positive. Such a course in itself may neutralise the celestial energies, Therefore I can only agree to a temporary revival, I say this in consideration of the new circumstances that have arisen, thus we provide a fair opportunity for chance to again take over, but then he must die, for the wound inflicted by the dragon is a fatal one". The Angel of Light had anticipated his dark brothers response and held up his wand saying, How can a decision be made when the boy is so unbalanced within his soul? He is blinded by loss, duty, honour and the object of his desire. Do you think that this can be resolved unto the edge of the forest alone? The first of the three was within his grasp and yet he did not take it. The Dragon still has The Ring!" ------------------------------------------- Lucky Ajax International Art & Photography ----------------------------------
'Sky Above Arcadia', Somewhere in England. -------------------------------------------- Arcadia (Poem Fragment)-
--------------------------------------------
'Above the city there shone two suns and the earth yielded plenty for everyone, and looking upon this thing he did make, God secretly feared, that one day it could break"
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Luckyajax.com
#luckyajaxinternational
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Anthony M Barun 
Godfreysdream.com
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'Sky Above Arcadia', Somewhere in England. -------------------------------------------- Arcadia (Poem Fragment)- -------------------------------------------- 'Above the city there shone two suns and the earth yielded plenty for everyone, and looking upon this thing he did make, God secretly feared, that one day it could break" ------------------------------------------- Lucky Ajax International Art & Photography ---------------------------------- - Photography Anthony M Barun Luckyajax.com #luckyajaxinternational  (Website coming soon) (All Rights Reserved) ---------------------------------- --- Writing Anthony M Barun Godfreysdream.com #godfreysdream  (Website coming soon) (All Rights Reserved) ---------------------------------- E: luckyajax7@gmail.com ----------------------------------
------------------------------------------- Who looks outside dreams, Who looks inside awakens"
-------------------------------------------
I look outside, 
and all things seem, 
as though they are,
a lucid dream, 
and even though,
the dream seems real, 
it slips away, 
it makes me feel, 
there must be,
something more beside, 
so I turn to me, 
I look inside, 
to realise,
the dream was fake, 
and ask, 
am I myself, 
awake?

A 'hintergedanken',
seems to persist, 
probing my mind, 
asking why I exist, 
yet an empty feeling,
hides behind, 
that nagging need, 
within my mind. 
I'm really not sure, 
if I should insist, 
on understanding,
why I exist, 
in case that thing,
that lies behind,
a flimsy veil, 
within my mind, 
is nothingness! 
an inner state, 
of forgetfulness,
a never ending, 
loneliness,
an empty space, 
I can't posses.

Perhaps,
I'll carry on,
deceiving, 
myself, 
into believing,
reality, 
is just the things,
that I can see, 
though sometimes,
they seem like, 
lucid dreams to me. ------------------------------------------- Lucky Ajax International Art & Photography
---------------------------------- - Photography 
Anthony M Barun 
Luckyajax.com
#luckyajaxinternational
(Website coming soon)
(All Rights Reserved)
---------------------------------- --- Writing
Anthony M Barun 
Godfreysdream.com
#godfreysdream
(Website coming soon)
(All Rights Reserved)
-------------------------------------------- E: luckyajax7@gmail.com
----------------------------------
--- Inspired by the words of Carl Gustav Jung 26 July 1875 – 6 June 1961 "Who looks outside dreams, Who looks inside awakens".
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------------------------------------------- Who looks outside dreams, Who looks inside awakens" ------------------------------------------- I look outside, and all things seem, as though they are, a lucid dream, and even though, the dream seems real, it slips away, it makes me feel, there must be, something more beside, so I turn to me, I look inside, to realise, the dream was fake, and ask, am I myself, awake? A 'hintergedanken', seems to persist, probing my mind, asking why I exist, yet an empty feeling, hides behind, that nagging need, within my mind. I'm really not sure, if I should insist, on understanding, why I exist, in case that thing, that lies behind, a flimsy veil, within my mind, is nothingness! an inner state, of forgetfulness, a never ending, loneliness, an empty space, I can't posses. Perhaps, I'll carry on, deceiving, myself, into believing, reality, is just the things, that I can see, though sometimes, they seem like, lucid dreams to me. ------------------------------------------- Lucky Ajax International Art & Photography ---------------------------------- - Photography Anthony M Barun Luckyajax.com #luckyajaxinternational  (Website coming soon) (All Rights Reserved) ---------------------------------- --- Writing Anthony M Barun Godfreysdream.com #godfreysdream  (Website coming soon) (All Rights Reserved) -------------------------------------------- E: luckyajax7@gmail.com ---------------------------------- --- Inspired by the words of Carl Gustav Jung 26 July 1875 – 6 June 1961 "Who looks outside dreams, Who looks inside awakens". ----------------------------------
Sky Above Clacton, England, 30.07.17 --------------------------------------------'Form is Emptiness, Without Love'
(Poem)
------------------------------------------- As I observed,
the world around, 
and the blessed,
sky above, 
I felt creation,
had no substance, 
until I looked at it,
with Love.

Suddenly the world,
seemed bright, 
bathed in an,
eternal light, 
my strength increased,
a thousand fold, 
I felt warmth,
instead of cold.

And although love,
is known to fade, 
to leave an empty,
soul betrayed, 
a thousand years,
I'd search away, 
just to Love,
for one more day. ------------------------------------------- 14th of February 2017 0823 hours
Based on the sayings of the Heart Sutra, 'Form is Emptiness, Emptiness is Form'. There is a parallel here with Quantum Mechanics which tells us that all matter is largely empty space.
----------------------------------
The Heart Sūtra (SanskritPrajñāpāramitāhṛdaya) is a famous sutra in Mahāyāna Buddhism. Its Sanskrit title, Prajñāpāramitāhṛdaya, literally means "The Heart of the Perfection of Understanding".
The Heart Sūtra is often cited as the best-known and most popular Buddhist scripture of all. The text is very short, and it is generally believed to be Buddhist apocrypha written in China using excerpts of a translation of the Mahaprajnaparamita Sutra.
----------------------------------
Quantum Science is the study of sub atomic particles and atomic particles which are known to be 99.9999999999996% empty space. Everything in existence is made of such particles, including you, me, the sky, the sun, the whole universe. ---------------------------------- #photography #art #fantasy #angels #instagoodmyphoto
#2instagoodportraitlove
 #mystery #Canterbury #Thanet #Soul #humanity #HS1 #Apple #bbc #sky #iphone #instaphoto #iphonephotography #spiritual  #believeinyourself #science #photooftheday #photoshoot #meditation  #love
Sky Above Clacton, England, 30.07.17 --------------------------------------------'Form is Emptiness, Without Love' (Poem) ------------------------------------------- As I observed, the world around, and the blessed, sky above, I felt creation, had no substance, until I looked at it, with Love. Suddenly the world, seemed bright, bathed in an, eternal light, my strength increased, a thousand fold, I felt warmth, instead of cold. And although love, is known to fade, to leave an empty, soul betrayed, a thousand years, I'd search away, just to Love, for one more day. ------------------------------------------- 14th of February 2017 0823 hours Based on the sayings of the Heart Sutra, 'Form is Emptiness, Emptiness is Form'. There is a parallel here with Quantum Mechanics which tells us that all matter is largely empty space. ---------------------------------- The Heart Sūtra (SanskritPrajñāpāramitāhṛdaya) is a famous sutra in Mahāyāna Buddhism. Its Sanskrit title, Prajñāpāramitāhṛdaya, literally means "The Heart of the Perfection of Understanding". The Heart Sūtra is often cited as the best-known and most popular Buddhist scripture of all. The text is very short, and it is generally believed to be Buddhist apocrypha written in China using excerpts of a translation of the Mahaprajnaparamita Sutra. ---------------------------------- Quantum Science is the study of sub atomic particles and atomic particles which are known to be 99.9999999999996% empty space. Everything in existence is made of such particles, including you, me, the sky, the sun, the whole universe. ---------------------------------- #photography  #art  #fantasy  #angels  #instagoodmyphoto  #2instagoodportraitlove  #mystery  #Canterbury  #Thanet  #Soul  #humanity  #HS1  #Apple  #bbc  #sky  #iphone  #instaphoto  #iphonephotography  #spiritual  #believeinyourself  #science  #photooftheday  #photoshoot  #meditation  #love 
Abstractions:'What Do You See?'
-------------------------------------------- Lucky Ajax International Art & Photography
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Anthony M Barun 
Luckyajax.com
#luckyajaxinternational
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Abstract Art is as popular as it is shunned, however it can tell us a great deal about ourselves, in that as we try to identify an abstract image, we may give it meaning by filling in the blanks, overlaying upon the unrecognisable, that which is already in ones own mind. 
We therefore see what we want to see, or we see the ghosts that lurk within our subconscious.

Apparently, this is how the mind works, a large proportion of what we perceive is generated by the brain, and like a lucid dream we form our perceptions envisaging reality.

We do this every day, abstract thought helps us to seamlessly construct a picture of what might lurk around the corner, or it helps us to plan ahead. 
Hold up your thumb and look at it, apparently an area about the size of your thumb is all that you can clearly focus on. The rest is a peripheral blur, your brain fills in the blanks for you, generating the missing imagery, so that you can make sense of the world. 
It can perhaps be argued then, that everything you perceive is in some sense abstract.
Abstractions:'What Do You See?' -------------------------------------------- Lucky Ajax International Art & Photography ---------------------------------- - Photography Anthony M Barun Luckyajax.com #luckyajaxinternational  (Website coming soon) (All Rights Reserved) -------------------------------------------- E: luckyajax7@gmail.com ------------------------------------ Abstract Art is as popular as it is shunned, however it can tell us a great deal about ourselves, in that as we try to identify an abstract image, we may give it meaning by filling in the blanks, overlaying upon the unrecognisable, that which is already in ones own mind. We therefore see what we want to see, or we see the ghosts that lurk within our subconscious. Apparently, this is how the mind works, a large proportion of what we perceive is generated by the brain, and like a lucid dream we form our perceptions envisaging reality. We do this every day, abstract thought helps us to seamlessly construct a picture of what might lurk around the corner, or it helps us to plan ahead. Hold up your thumb and look at it, apparently an area about the size of your thumb is all that you can clearly focus on. The rest is a peripheral blur, your brain fills in the blanks for you, generating the missing imagery, so that you can make sense of the world. It can perhaps be argued then, that everything you perceive is in some sense abstract.
Sky Above Clacton, England, 30.07.17 -------------------------------------------- 'Form is Emptiness, Without Love'
(Poem)
---------------------------------------------- As I observed,
the world around, 
and the blessed,
sky above, 
I felt creation,
had no substance, 
until I looked at it,
with Love.

Suddenly the world,
seemed bright, 
bathed in an,
eternal light, 
my strength increased,
a thousand fold, 
I felt warmth,
instead of cold.

And although love,
is known to fade, 
to leave an empty,
soul betrayed, 
a thousand years,
I'd search away, 
just to Love,
for one more day. -------------------------------------------- 14th of February 2017 0823 hours
Based on the sayings of the Heart Sutra, 'Form is Emptiness, Emptiness is Form'. There is a parallel here with Quantum Mechanics which tells us that all matter is largely empty space.
----------------------------------
The Heart Sūtra (SanskritPrajñāpāramitāhṛdaya) is a famous sutra in Mahāyāna Buddhism. Its Sanskrit title, Prajñāpāramitāhṛdaya, literally means "The Heart of the Perfection of Understanding".
The Heart Sūtra is often cited as the best-known and most popular Buddhist scripture of all. The text is very short, and it is generally believed to be Buddhist apocrypha written in China using excerpts of a translation of the Mahaprajnaparamita Sutra.
----------------------------------
Quantum Science is the study of sub atomic particles and atomic particles which are known to be 99.9999999999996% empty space. Everything in existence is made of such particles, including you, me, the sky, the sun, the whole universe. ---------------------------------- #photography #art #fantasy #angels #instagoodmyphoto
#2instagoodportraitlove
 #mystery #Canterbury #Thanet #Soul #humanity #HS1 #Apple #bbc #sky #iphone #instaphoto #iphonephotography #spiritual  #believeinyourself #science #photooftheday #photoshoot #meditation  #love
Sky Above Clacton, England, 30.07.17 -------------------------------------------- 'Form is Emptiness, Without Love' (Poem) ---------------------------------------------- As I observed, the world around, and the blessed, sky above, I felt creation, had no substance, until I looked at it, with Love. Suddenly the world, seemed bright, bathed in an, eternal light, my strength increased, a thousand fold, I felt warmth, instead of cold. And although love, is known to fade, to leave an empty, soul betrayed, a thousand years, I'd search away, just to Love, for one more day. -------------------------------------------- 14th of February 2017 0823 hours Based on the sayings of the Heart Sutra, 'Form is Emptiness, Emptiness is Form'. There is a parallel here with Quantum Mechanics which tells us that all matter is largely empty space. ---------------------------------- The Heart Sūtra (SanskritPrajñāpāramitāhṛdaya) is a famous sutra in Mahāyāna Buddhism. Its Sanskrit title, Prajñāpāramitāhṛdaya, literally means "The Heart of the Perfection of Understanding". The Heart Sūtra is often cited as the best-known and most popular Buddhist scripture of all. The text is very short, and it is generally believed to be Buddhist apocrypha written in China using excerpts of a translation of the Mahaprajnaparamita Sutra. ---------------------------------- Quantum Science is the study of sub atomic particles and atomic particles which are known to be 99.9999999999996% empty space. Everything in existence is made of such particles, including you, me, the sky, the sun, the whole universe. ---------------------------------- #photography  #art  #fantasy  #angels  #instagoodmyphoto  #2instagoodportraitlove  #mystery  #Canterbury  #Thanet  #Soul  #humanity  #HS1  #Apple  #bbc  #sky  #iphone  #instaphoto  #iphonephotography  #spiritual  #believeinyourself  #science  #photooftheday  #photoshoot  #meditation  #love 
'Blue Angel', St Pancras Cemetray, London, 30.07.17
-----------------------------------------The Angel In The Wood (poem). ------------------------------------------- Once I met an Angel,
Whilst walking through the Wood,
And when I looked upon her face,
I found I understood,
That all of God's creation,
Lives inside my mind,
My inner space and outer space,
Are Magically entwined, 
So now I look about me,
And find that I can see,
That everything surrounding me,
Is one totality,
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The above verse draws upon religion science and theosophy for inspiration, and asserts in poetic form, that existence is experienced through the mind, and that every individual thing is part of a universal totality.

Inspired by the realisation, that at the start of the 21st Century, science and spirituality seem to be fusing, due to a deeper understanding of quantum mechanics, hinting at a larger reality and the entangled, ethereal, almost virtual nature of existence.

According to quantum mechanics, everything exists in a 'super state', spread out across the universe, only coming together in the moment of observation.

Observation requires a mind, so it can be reasonably adduced that nothing exists until it is thought of. 
The Buddha said, "What you think, you become". An interesting parallel between an ancient belief and a very modern science. ----------------------------------
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'Blue Angel', St Pancras Cemetray, London, 30.07.17 -----------------------------------------The Angel In The Wood (poem). ------------------------------------------- Once I met an Angel, Whilst walking through the Wood, And when I looked upon her face, I found I understood, That all of God's creation, Lives inside my mind, My inner space and outer space, Are Magically entwined, So now I look about me, And find that I can see, That everything surrounding me, Is one totality, ---------------------------- The above verse draws upon religion science and theosophy for inspiration, and asserts in poetic form, that existence is experienced through the mind, and that every individual thing is part of a universal totality. Inspired by the realisation, that at the start of the 21st Century, science and spirituality seem to be fusing, due to a deeper understanding of quantum mechanics, hinting at a larger reality and the entangled, ethereal, almost virtual nature of existence. According to quantum mechanics, everything exists in a 'super state', spread out across the universe, only coming together in the moment of observation. Observation requires a mind, so it can be reasonably adduced that nothing exists until it is thought of. The Buddha said, "What you think, you become". An interesting parallel between an ancient belief and a very modern science. ---------------------------------- Writing & Photo ---------------------------------- Lucky Ajax International Art & Photography ---------------------------------- - Anthony M Barun (All Rights Reserved) Photography: Luckyajax.com #luckyajaxinternational  (Website coming soon) ---------------------------------- - Anthony M Barun (All Rights Reserved) Writing: Godfreysdream.com #godfreysdream  (Website coming soon) ---------------------------------- luckyajax7@gmail.com ----------------------------------
Sky Above Broadstairs, Thanet, England 16.07.17
--------------------------------------------- 'A Thanet Sky' (Poem)
------------------------------------------- I wonder,
when I close my eyes,
If I might see,
those Thanet Skies,
painted with vanilla hue,
like Mr Turner used to do.

Could it have been,
in Roman time, 
the sky,
was equally sublime?
and when, 
Augustine landed there, 
were those,
Thanet Skies so fair?

For now I know, 
I can look above, 
and see those skies, 
I truly love.

To drift upon,
a clouded stream,
and wonder, 
If it's all a dream.
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Poem inspired by a Thanet Sky, 08/12/2016 1509-1609 hours Thanet, SE England. The artist Turner, said that the skies over Thanet were the most beautiful in Europe. He famously said just before dying 'The Sun is God'. He spent much of his later years in Margate, not far from Ramsgate, and Broadstairs, Thanet, England.
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Sky Above Broadstairs, Thanet, England 16.07.17 --------------------------------------------- 'A Thanet Sky' (Poem) ------------------------------------------- I wonder, when I close my eyes, If I might see, those Thanet Skies, painted with vanilla hue, like Mr Turner used to do. Could it have been, in Roman time, the sky, was equally sublime? and when, Augustine landed there, were those, Thanet Skies so fair? For now I know, I can look above, and see those skies, I truly love. To drift upon, a clouded stream, and wonder, If it's all a dream. ---------------------------------- Poem inspired by a Thanet Sky, 08/12/2016 1509-1609 hours Thanet, SE England. The artist Turner, said that the skies over Thanet were the most beautiful in Europe. He famously said just before dying 'The Sun is God'. He spent much of his later years in Margate, not far from Ramsgate, and Broadstairs, Thanet, England. ----------------------------------------- Writing & Photo ---------------------------------- Lucky Ajax International Art & Photography ---------------------------------- - Photography Anthony M Barun Luckyajax.com #luckyajaxinternational  (Website coming soon) (All Rights Reserved) ---------------------------------- - Writing Anthony M Barun Godfreysdream.com #godfreysdream  (Website coming soon) (All Rights Reserved) ------------------------------------------- E: luckyajax7@gmail.com ---------------------------------- #photography  #art  #fantasy  #angels  #instagoodmyphoto  #2instagoodportraitlove  #mystery  #Canterbury  #Thanet  #Soul  #humanity  #HS1  #Apple  #bbc  #sky  #iphone  #instaphoto  #iphonephotography  #spiritual  #believeinyourself  #science  #photooftheday  #photoshoot  #meditation  #London 
Sea Cadets, Deal Festival, Kent Cost, England 09.07.17
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Boat Yard, Deal, Kent Cost, England 09.07.17
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Sea Cadets, Deal Festival, Kent Cost, England 09.07.17
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South Bank, London, England, 02.07.2017, 1901 hours
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 #mystery #Canterbury #Thanet #Soul #humanity #HS1 #Apple #bbc #sky #iphone #instaphoto #iphonephotography #spiritual  #believeinyourself #science #photooftheday #photoshoot #meditation  #love
South Bank, London, England, 02.07.2017, 1901 hours ------------------------------------------- Lucky Ajax International Art & Photography ---------------------------------- - Photography Anthony M Barun Luckyajax.com #luckyajaxinternational  (Website coming soon) (All Rights Reserved) -------------------------------------------- E: luckyajax7@gmail.com ------------------------------------ #photography  #art  #fantasy  #angels  #instagoodmyphoto  #2instagoodportraitlove  #mystery  #Canterbury  #Thanet  #Soul  #humanity  #HS1  #Apple  #bbc  #sky  #iphone  #instaphoto  #iphonephotography  #spiritual  #believeinyourself  #science  #photooftheday  #photoshoot  #meditation  #love 
St Pancras, London, 03.07.2017
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