Infinite Webs Of Wonder

Emotional riptides of confidence and doubt bend the mind and twist the perception of fact and fantasy.

Shared laughter echoes in the chambers of solitude. The doors of perception enhance the reception of imagination. Creatures of creativity, we're always questioning the chaos of creation.
                                                                                   Mark Schurr

Dual Depths

Littered lands laden with the rotting remnants of fast food debris, broken bottles and the vile remnants of butted cigarettes. Poisoning our bodies and minds with the cancerous creations of mass marketing.

                                                                                                                                                       Another year has passed, time is flowing fast. The bright side of time dims in the depths of dusk.Conjured chaos of the mind awakes disembodied entity's which trespass through the portals of perception. Wisdom weaves itself through the fabrics of morality, and tangible timelessness.
                                                                                                             Mark Schurr

Journey

Myself and Remy walk the unlit trails of silent suburia. Forces without form, both dangerous and delightful ignore us as we venture into the darkness.

Winds of the night cascading through brush and branches discharge the sounds of serenity. Ominous and awesome spirits, both ancient and modern seize the imagination. Absolute awareness, uncertain about everything.   Mark Schurr

Halos Of Hallucination

Enlightened minds, happy hearts and kind souls entrapped amidst the masses and political jack asses.

Faded hope dissipates into the uncharted dimensions of delight and danger, other realms only known to the dead, the other side of life becomes more intriguing then scary.

Dreamers drink from the savy goblets of the gods and dine on the exquisite lands of paradise.
Mark Schurr
Photo; Schurr Shot in fall, 2017 on River Road, near Bodega Bay, Calif...

Write Handed XIII

The mind wonders in the canyons of chaos, confusion and creativity. Intangible love and boughten lust twist the perception of joy and purpose. Permanently weaved into the fabric of logic and lunacy. Mark Schurr

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Schurr Shot, Lake Sonoma, Summer 2012 via Sony Cyber-shot camera with 16.1 mega pixel  10x optical zoom camera.

Eternal Questions

Etched in stone and inked from the quills of the ancients, the words and actions of the gods, fact or fantasy were documented. The eternal rewards of heaven or the infinite damnation of hell was promised.

Mortals ignited the holy wars, killing in the name of their gods. Needless bloodshed and countless deaths in the name of vanity, indecency and ignorance continues to fuel fascinating tales which churn the imagination.

The unseen almighty, worshipers bow and kill for a non existent, dead or a creator that abandoned us thousands of years ago.

Thou shall not kill: (Exodus; 20; 13.)

...Kill every male among the little ones, and kill every woman...(God commanding Moses: Numbers 31;17)   Mark Schurr

Limited Laughter

Far too often gracious greetings are met with emotionless glances, or even harsh glares. It's trendy to be unfriendly. Obeying the trends in the presence of the masses. Joyless displays of all emotions in the void ruins of society. Limited laughter echo's in the few forests of trust and joy. 
Mark Schurr