salvation…intention….existence… lifeworks

As salvation becomes the solace of the intentions

Credence resounds upon the tolerances of submission

Proliferous as is the forethought

Retentiveness is all assumed within a solution

Ground upon the resilience of nature’s superiority

To resolve the future as perceived and presented

Relent to the obscurity of intent

Repent within the introspect of security

Omitted amongst the sanity of regressive minds

Solicited within expressionistic spirituality

Relative to the societal progressively petulant

Present not without relinquished forgiveness



In thought of catechism



Paschal within his dream can only define reality as pretension

As Pavlov created superfluous intentions and submission

Walk the line that refines direction

Direct the intentions that refined the mind

Released as I am, from the succulence of life

Resounded as the imperialistic intention of the machine

Delve within the procrastinations of subliminal success

Entwined within the enhancement of societal secretion

We bleed

We dream

A yearning of submission

Cascaded upon a thought

To encompass a succession

The superlative domination

Of simple victory

And then there were two… Tremolo’s redemption & spirit


Late last fall, the loons moved on to their winter berth….  Leaving behind, a void….. None of those romancing, haunting in calls.

One of our friends returned about two weeks ago, a week later…… a pair, and the calls began, on a dark and foggy evening….. 

now then, the buffleheads and mergansers are back…..  but it’s the loons that I love most.

Redemption of heart mind and soul from the spirits of the lake….

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Tremolo… a study in my elemental being Part 3

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from what is natural, to what is nature.  when we have an opportunity to examine life and the life around us, we all too frequently, forget to absorb the tranquility that knocks on each of our doors, daily.

these pictures, familiar, yet different, are what i get to see, each and every day.  virtually all taken from less than 50 yards from my front porch, or much closer.  the luxury of such splendor is not wasted upon me. often with my camera, as much as not, i witness the momentary and monumental chronology of mother nature, ever changing her world in front of us.   that of which i can capture, and share with all who come, is just one way to share, what can be available to all. those opportunities i miss…. i shall just need to savor the memories, a moment of selfishness, I admit……

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my life’s healing continues… watching the world about me…. so many in a hurry is this fine little community… but i allow for things to slow a bit….  and breath…………….