A magic feather…the gift of flight.
-to hold you high above the cloud you stand beneath-
Close your wide-eyed thoughts and believe for one moment you are what you really are. Absolute.
Sing your sweet melody of strength; this which you have strayed from, you can honestly become.
You’ve given me this magic feather, perchance I may fly.
These photographs are my Ode to Sally (from “The Nightmare Before Christmas”)
All images have not been retouched, only some cropping. All images are straight out of camera via double exposure.
All images can be found on my Flickr
“I sense there’s something in the wind
That feels like tragedy’s at hand
And though I’d like to stand by him
Can’t shake this feeling that I have
The worst is just around the bend
And does he notice my feelings for him?
And will he see how much he means to me?
I think it’s not to be
What will become of my dear friend?
Where will his actions lead us then?
Although I’d like to join the crowd
In their enthusiastic cloud
Try as I may, it doesn’t last…
And will we ever end up together?
no, I think not, it’s never to become
For I am not the one…”