Day 18

Mar. 30th, 2009 12:14 pm
wolven7: (The Very Devil)
[personal profile] wolven7
There were No Whalers.

Tell me what you see.

Date: 2009-03-30 04:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raoin.livejournal.com
La Luna - it pulls the deep creatures from their slumber, urges wanderlust, and creates sentiment and nostalgia where none might otherwise exist. The moon is neither the darker nor weaker sister of the sun, but rather its own complete force, it pushes and pulls the fathomless and the unknown just as easily as it influences the mundane and the practical. The influences of the moon are present even when the object itself is hidden from view, and entire societies have built taboos, mores, and rituals off of this precept.

"she knew not the depths from whence it came, it called softly and she felt something deep within her resound the call, vibrating in sympathy"

Date: 2009-03-30 04:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] momentai.livejournal.com
I see the utter height of bizarrity. Dreams and their land.

Date: 2009-03-30 05:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spiritualmonkey.livejournal.com
All our battles, all our competition, all our conflict in this rain-&-blood-soaked city...

And we are all just pawns in the claw of The Lobster.

And The Moon weeps as she gets blamed for our madness.
Edited Date: 2009-03-30 05:08 pm (UTC)

Date: 2009-03-30 08:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mendori.livejournal.com
No matter where you are, you are always looking up at the same moon.

Date: 2009-03-30 10:13 pm (UTC)
twistedchick: watercolor painting of coffee cup on wood table (Default)
From: [personal profile] twistedchick
Interesting. The usual dichotomy between wild and tame is replaced with near-mirror-identical versions of the left and right pillars. The lobster -- the journeyer into unknown territory -- looks powerful and capable. The moon looks mysterious, and the rabbit in the moon is clearly visible.

Date: 2009-03-30 11:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sadistic-apollo.livejournal.com
a puppet master puttin on a play/controlling two opposed forces and the resulting build up of friction between them.

Date: 2009-03-31 05:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] unknownbinaries.livejournal.com
Eels...Eels...

Hallucination and fever-Dream. Dali's muse. Insight in madness and vice-versa. The Star is not anchored; the focus and clarity are lost. 'The Moon tells me a secret, my confidant.'
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