Not once a month - forcasted - no note to which is north - expect spectation - anihalation- shifting the spectrum of endangered species. This as we move to the west and the east. The steadyness in the reds & jacks flowing - as the silver white of the body glows against the blue - without sound - yet not that slow - moving on the lightness - causing the silent frightness - upon those down below... the zepp-show.
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I am the Anti-Ant,
A Victim of Society ,but at the same time a Citizen of Society.
I bring no new solutions, no revolutions, I just revolt.
ooooooooh....(drooling) .....beautiful...oh! got an artist you might wanna check out- Paul Laffoley
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How should I know Sirens, where your tedium comes from/ When you moan in the night from far off shores?/ Sea, like you, I'm full of scheming voices/ And my singing ships are called my years.
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`arcipello's artwork is instantly recognisable. His vibrant colours and sci-fi scenes are breathtaking at times, pulling you into a world where man and machine live in colourful harmony.
An inspiration to many, Daniel's dedication to his craft is evident throughout his gallery, with many of his beautiful prints hanging on walls across the globe. In recognition as being one of the most successful artists in our deviantART community, we're delighted to award this month's Deviousness Award to `arcipelloRead More
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I am the Anti-Ant,
A Victim of Society ,but at the same time a Citizen of Society.
I bring no new solutions, no revolutions, I just revolt.
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How should I know Sirens, where your tedium comes from/ When you moan in the night from far off shores?/ Sea, like you, I'm full of scheming voices/ And my singing ships are called my years.
-Apollinaire
So many details...
could keep me amused for hours
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Beneath every human lies a killer inside...
And inside every chestnut is a crunchy nutty textured treat C:
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(for the fav, too)
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