Holy September


taste of life
i have regained
my sight


sun beats down
rays of light
life's sound


speak to me
vibrant hue shift
no worries


thoughts of past
deep sleep unrest
never last


it never stops
inside my head
dream drop


essence of being
i now realize
cold unseething


my shell spins
now the change
will begin


plan under wraps
let it go
no relapse


dead fall momentum
you and i
share sentiments


can you see
i am free
conscious holy



13 comments:

R. Burnett Baker said...

"thoughts of past
deep sleep unrest
never last"

Another well constructed art piece of imagination. There is a pulling and pushing of thought interwoven between the poetry, images, and music. It's too cliche' to invoke the "yin/yang" concept but it, too, is here, especially in the lines above! Love it!

Rick

JJ Roa Rodriguez said...

Finally ur back... :-)

JJRod'z

Dewi, Her Name said...

when i first looked at the teaser, the word Pharaoh came into my mind but how you blend the eastern influence into this macabre sense of grandeur really gets me.

The lines are simple and deeply meaningful, almost melancholic. Another superbly done art by you Julien Hakym :)

fran said...

strange pictures...but beautful too.
kisses
fran

showroomdegarde.blogspot.com

ed said...

eccentric headwear but looks good

Tiffany said...

i love your shoot, as always! these pictures are so phychedelic and that last one reminds me of "rebirth", like you're coming out of a cocoon! lovely!

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Nacho Uve said...

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odahonebizz said...

nice pic encik julian...

Jason Laucht said...

melets! mcm lady gaga! :P

Anonymous said...

wahhh *.* :)

VerĂ³nica † said...

Oh my god Julien, this is amazing.
I'm declare u FAN.
Congratulations for the post *.*
xoxo

Peter Greene said...

Just too cool for anything descriptive. the hats, the hats.