Vol.1, No.2 • Summer 2016
A Photographic Essay By Timm Chambliss
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The flow of the following pages are random with no correlation between the words and the pictures intended, however if you are imaginationitive enough and this is art, make whatever connections you like. The words and pictures are mine except when otherwise noted. - Timm Chambliss
Defying Paradigm
Straying away from the hive, I find myself adrift in discovery and rich in thought. Still I long for the vibration of the many and the oneness of purpose. Yet, when I taste of the honey I find it bland, and I am gorged with sameness. Therefore, even with the swarm I lag behind, finding my wonder in things that are outside the collective........... though I no longer want to fly alone, I’m set apart from the conformity of thought, destined to beat my wings against the winds of paradigm.
A woman is only as pretty as her thoughts, as passionate as her ideas and as attractive as her imagination.
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The emotional bursts that we call falling in love are primarily based on physical attraction and are primarily short lived. A decision to love is calculated on more substantial attributes like compatibility and common interests, goals and attitudes. It can include physical attractiveness but that is not the overwhelming determining factor as it is in those “Falling in love” situations rather than “Thinking in love” partnerships.
Reasonable Life The tears came unabated, Without shame, they came to express joy, sadness, hope and pain. From between the thighs of heaven we spring, to live life, to die death to whatever fate may bring. Staring into the face of TRUTH day after day, only not to see IT, then we turn away. We search in man-made houses made of stone For man-made sins for which to atone. Fleeing from the burden of decision to hide amongst the cults of religion. Enslaved in our minds to that we fear, we learn to listen but never to hear. let others decide the measure of our sin, for It dwells not outward but rather within. A myth lost is knowledge acquired, unbound truth, intelligently desired. The thoughts of the swarm shall hold it’s sway but the singular mind will have it’s say, to elevate the sight above tradition, reason demands one’s own volition
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Few men learn to love a whole woman, we love parts of her; Her beauty, her sex, her job, her figure, her status but rarely do we get to know her before we love the parts. Once we love the parts, it’s kind of hard to know or love the whole
It takes monumental courage and will to not become a subject to our wants and desires. To be forever chained to our materials, where it becomes difficult to decipher who or what is the possession vs who or what is the possessor. Policed by our neighbors eye, we are carried by the peer herds to cubicle cages to graze upon the sparse green fields of meager wages in the valley of voluntary servitude.
The knowledge you that you find outweighs the knowledge that you’ve been given, but wisdom requires both.
The solution to the status quo is not to get rid of it, but to rise above it. When you overthrow the establishment, its replacement becomes the establishment and it too becomes the object of rebellion.
Reasonable Life The tears came unabated, Without shame, they came to express joy, sadness, hope and pain. From between the thighs of heaven we spring, to live life, to die death to whatever fate may bring. Staring into the face of TRUTH day after day, only not to see IT, then we turn away. We search in man-made houses made of stone For man-made sins for which to atone. Fleeing from the burden of decision to hide amongst the cults of religion. Enslaved in our minds to that we fear, we learn to listen but never to hear. let others decide the measure of our sin, for It dwells not outward but rather within. A myth lost is knowledge acquired, unbound truth, intelligently desired. The thoughts of the swarm shall hold it’s sway but the singular mind will have it’s say, to elevate the sight above tradition, reason demands one’s own volition
Some think that the first candle one sees out of the darkness is enlightenment, when it is simply one dim illumination out of many that will lead the way out of the cave of ignorance.
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