22h salopalo
Normal Humberto Salo D.
salopalo My heart's a dark temple
It harbors illicitly
You wandered in
And it won't let go

My soul's a dark forest
It wants beyond limit
You stepped into nature
And it can't let you go

My heart's a dark alley
It lurks from advantage
To transfix you with the moon
It won't let you pass

My heart's a dark journey
It wants against logic
You wanted to join
It won't let you free

My heart's a dark temple... ~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~ Edit for #applifam17apr

Original photo by @jvdt @applifam
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Normal Humberto Salo D.
salopalo It is a time and a process that I conceal. I shed the visible tears but hold on to much more than means. In these unnoticed trodden steps lie the unanswered questions of my soul. I am to you lucid calm in my sorrow, but die and die again from seeking to recapture moments I have missed. Words come back to me in a void. They signify things right from the edges of my past. I live a life and live for multiples. I am human but think in matters that go beyond the ken for the people that I pass. I reach out but my voice is muted. I yell but my essence is diminished. I am an entity and a force and my troubles are not the yearnings that run across a lifetime here and of earth. I weep but seek redemption for another. I am here to run my thinking course. I think of you and delude myself in a conversation for all ages. -------------
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Edit for GI Artworks' 43rd Editing Challenge, Sorrow

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Normal Humberto Salo D.
salopalo I dream with you the dreams that make my life a series of wanted steps complete. I have you, the purest of loves and support. I don't know when you became my sister in my eyes. You are part of my expanding soul. I am and see a reflection of me and mine in you. We walk in the direction of the sun, near the water that sanctions the dignity and preciousness of life. I speak with you in arms with the horizon perceptible. I travel with you in a cycle that has been, that has been for all time and is seen and unseen at once. I flow with you in this, the sand, a moving space best understood with the heart. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
This is an edit of a great photo by my Collabstream sister, Anggie @crazyangel77
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salopalo Lest it slip away, live and enjoy the moment, my dear. I am brittle, I am shy, I am deficient in many of life's basic equations. But the music and the night for some reason give me the energy, the confidence of a lifetime. Step away from your comfort. Come and be free with me. Let your hair loose. Let your soul be unchained, from pretension, status, rigidity. Come away with me. Let my uncharacteristic abandon make us truly happy below the stars, the specs of rain, the snow, whatever beautifies our surroundings. Tonight no voice will be higher than our own. Everything is background, spice and detail. Let us be in an exuberance. For a night. Nothing is guaranteed. But smiles and laughter will serve our souls for the forever. Come out into the night with me. Let's become ridiculously immortal in a frolic. ----------------
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---------------- This is my edit of a great shot by my Collabstream sister, Rochi @rochigb
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Normal Humberto Salo D.
salopalo Princess Maddie Rides
It is devoid of meaning to say that you parted. But who really knows these things save the one that gives us air, water. In a way, for those you touched, you have never left. You will never leave. The memory is the more vivid for the incongruence with life's more usual cycles.
I am not worthy to explain these things. It is an epicycle that affects even those with most faith. My own sibling, an angel not conversant with a decade, affected those closest beyond measure. Someone, bigger, open hearts, often need to delineate these trips into a numbness. But perhaps I am wrong, for these precious souls may yet travel in our midst. I may speak of seeking meaning, visualizing in a way that shows the limits of my eyes. Maybe there are parallels, which transcend physics and know no intelligible end. For now, I will just think of a little princess in her eternal ride. ------------------
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------------------ This is a small tribute to Madison K. Lanway, who battled cancer until 2011. My friend, Steve @stunning1 has generously been paying homage and came up with the idea for an edit. The embedded photo is by Prince Maddie's mom, @danakay_30
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salopalo This was once a restaurant. I've had to change the decor a bit. Most of the people who frequented were too normal. --------------
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Original photo by @geng_insapgan courtesy of @plpietracci_gi
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Normal Humberto Salo D.
salopalo It is as if in the middle of a conversation, any conversation, we start feeling these specs of rain, thoughts really, that start permeating our sense of perception. And we continue the conversation, out of politeness, perhaps; maybe out of custom, out of a sense of loss, of not knowing what is indeed intruding, and we slowly drift back into the dialogue, all the while feeling the effect, receiving the dose of nature as it were, even welcoming it into our daily balancing act. We stay ostensibly calm, but at the same time feel that the water from the specs has risen. We try to allay the anxiety, but see the reflection, the reflection of us, of others, of our seemingly immutable plight. -------------
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Edit for GI's 86th Pimp Challenge
Original photo by @geng_insapgan courtesy of @plpietracci_gi
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Normal Humberto Salo D.
salopalo You needn't return to me my roses. It's fair enough to know you will house and water them. You need not think past today, for your words speak your view, reality and truth. Opinions abound, and mine is as good and potent as that bystander's umbrella with the coming rains. I should not ask you, but I can't help it: do you see the sunshine beyond? It is not a ridiculous or silly thing. That you should ask points to our divide. Where, I must ask myself, did you lose your innocence, your playfulness, your free spirit. Did I take them from you? I only became more intense, not given to accepting settling calms. I react and raise myself to our touch and gaze. You affect me profoundly, and I attest to your every move or inclination. The flower dies, but the flower in me lives, like my love, forever while I breathe. I ask the sun and the wind to nurture me as I am but to delude me away in quiet, so that neither of our souls would feel the less. I am a dreamer still, and feel that I will still have time to wake up and hear you whisper niceties to my soul. -------------
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Original photo by @jvdt @applifam
1w

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Normal Humberto Salo D.
salopalo You are not intruding on my vigilance. You are but a detail, a reflection of where I choose to stand. I laugh at myself aplenty. I do not need you to stare, but I stand unaffected either way. I am firm and I am strong, for you will never know me. You will never conceive of me by my age, by my weakness, my immunities, contradictions, vices, failings, setbacks. No. You will never know me; not in this life. I stand unaffected by time, that old decrepit sailor. I make my rules. I do not shirk or evade. I believe in responsibility. I believe in the true worth of words. I believe in stones, but none greater can afflict my stoic soul. You can look at me, you can see your reflection. I may even help you feel better about your relative existence. I am a passing thread in your necessary corridor of darkness. ------------
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------------ Edit for @ig_underground Challenge #igug_001 #ig_underground Original photo by @vinpix
1w

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Normal Humberto Salo D.
salopalo Sometimes I feel my body expanding while my thoughts implode as I attempt to utter the reflections in my head. I am looking out, waiting for some strange person to come deliver me good news. I await the rain. I await you, the one who has a key to this whole mess. I am often living in some other dimension, with that obsessive feeling that I am just part of a layer. I constantly watch my back, afraid to importune, impose or perhaps discover flaws I should have known about previously. I await the rain, to hit me and make feel I am human once more. 1w

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salopalo My edit of a shot from my awesome Collabstream brother @gicranegrete -----------------
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You are not intruding on my vigilance. You are but a detail, a reflection of where I choose to stand. I laugh at myself aplenty. I do not need you to stare, but I stand unaffected either way. I am firm and I am strong, for you will never know me. You will never conceive of me by my age, by my weakness, my immunities, contradictions, vices, failings, setbacks. No. You will never know me; not in this life. I stand unaffected by time, that old decrepit sailor. I make my rules. I do not shirk or evade. I believe in responsibility. I believe in the true worth of words. I believe in stones, but none greater can afflict my stoic soul. You can look at me, you can see your reflection. I may even help you feel better about your relative existence. I am a passing thread in your necessary corridor of darkness.
2w

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Normal Humberto Salo D.
salopalo Humans find any stupid excuse to celebrate. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Edit for @jj_editingchallenge #jj_editingchallenge_cloudy
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Original photo by @tagadastrawberry
2w

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Normal Humberto Salo D.
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▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ You needn't return to me my roses. It's fair enough to know you will house and water them. You need not think past today, for your words speak your view, reality and truth. Opinions abound, and mine is as good and potent as that bystander's umbrella with the coming rains. I should not ask you, but I can't help it: do you see the sunshine beyond? It is not a ridiculous or silly thing. That you should ask points to our divide. Where, I must ask myself, did you lose your innocence, your playfulness, your free spirit. Did I take them from you?
I only became more intense, not given to accepting settling calms. I react and raise myself to our touch and gaze. You affect me profoundly, and I attest to your every move or inclination. The flower dies, but the flower in me lives, like my love, forever while I breathe. I ask the sun and the wind to nurture me as I am but to delude me away in quiet, so that neither of our souls would feel the less. I am a dreamer still, and feel that I will still have time to wake up and hear you whisper niceties to my soul. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
This is an edit of a shot from @tanyakosta
2w

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salopalo Tell me what you see. Is there a meaning to all this. Are we an amusing figment for someone. Are we just a thought. I wish I felt what it is to have faith, because I wouldn't be exploring this climb with you. Is it that we revolve around things or things revolve around us. We are too insignificant, too blinded, to know. The night brings me this, the most horrifying maturity. I have a recurring dream, that everything --you, I, the flowers, animals, sand, wind and trees -- are all controlled on a string. And everything ends, and everything ends. There is time and the negation of time. Why are we looking, what can we possibly look to find. To end is always less horrifying than to know there is, there could be no end. There is meaning in our short memories, something a Longinus could never understand. --------------
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Original photo by @gi_artworks courtesy of @jrhrjo

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2w

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Normal Humberto Salo D.
salopalo Time had in a way stood still in their humanly search. I was not aware of the effect a small kindness can have on the right soul. I had affected lives beyond my own intentions. They had come looking for traces of me, by the water, the steps, anywhere they thought I would have visited. A pigeon even joined the investigation. And thus while in their midst I had a circular conversation about the meaning and role one us to play when at the fulcrum of life and beyond. I chose to reflect on the beauty of things. I chose to stay and see how the sea becomes the accompaniment to a richer story. Sometimes it becomes the story. ---------------
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--------------- Edit of another great shot by my Collabstream sister, @tagadastrawberry
2w

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Normal Humberto Salo D.
salopalo Why is it that I seem to pray out of turn. When in moments of want, I have wallowed and walked as far as my feet would carry me. Contemplating the balance in and of things, I have called out your name to bring peace, joy, or protection to others. I have not spoken of me. I have often neglected my humanity. I have thought that I could be superior to myself. In confronting my flaws, I envisioned reaching a higher dialogue. I come to you not knowing what you dispose to do with me. Maybe as often during my life awake I have placed too lofty importance on the things that do not go beyond esthetics. I would like to think as a person of substance. I would like to think of a peace with my ideation of your ample kindness. --------------
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-------------- My edit of another great shot by @tagadastrawberry
2w

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salopalo I dream with you the dreams that make my life a series of wanted steps complete. I have you, the purest of loves and support. I don't know when you became my sister in my eyes. You are part of my expanding soul. I am and see a reflection of me and mine in you. We walk in the direction of the sun, near the water that sanctions the dignity and preciousness of life. I speak with you in arms with the horizon perceptible. I travel with you in a cycle that has been, that has been for all time and is seen and unseen at once. I flow with you in this, the sand, a moving space best understood with the heart. --------------------------------------
-------------------------------------- This is my edit of a photo by the reflective @tagadastrawberry
3w

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Normal Humberto Salo D.
salopalo You stepped in almost inconsequentially. I took notice of your eyes from the earliest I became aware of your existence. Exchanging glances, you made me levitate and glow amid the soft seductive clouds. In an instance you regaled me with words and your attention, and I have since twisted and turned endlessly for all my known perception. Time stood still for me. What is more, I regress into the happiness of childhood thinking I could dream of your early morning embrace. You have made me dream once more and make my age irrelevant. You have stepped into my life most majestically. ----------------------
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My edit of a cool shot by @dr_semantic
3w

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Normal Humberto Salo D.
salopalo I once thought I saw, over mountains
the secrets of a good life
basic lines, colors
vibrant crop
us

I once thought I saw, over water
the treasure of time
small things, giggles
serenity
you

I once thought I saw, over waves
the mysteries of people
simple words, deeds
quiet gestures
me -------------------------------------------------------- This is my edit of a great shot by @shanady
3w

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Normal Humberto Salo D.
salopalo As creatures of time, I tell you this: we spend much too much time worrying about silly things. ------------------------------ Edit for #applifam30mar original photo by @jvdt @applifam 3w

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