Author: toomuchrose

Fear

— Posted inArt, England, Film Photography, fucking cunts, Landscape, Laugh at a cretin, Light, Literature, Mockery, NAture, Philosophy, Photography, political commentary, Pretentious Old Bollocks, Rant, Uncategorized, Words, Writing — 4 min read

“But they hearkened not, nor inclined their ear, but walked in the counsels and in the imagination of their evil heart, and went backward, and not forward. They have set their abominations in the house to pollute it.” Jeremiah 7 We are being dragged […]

The Garden

— Posted inArt, Dark, England, Film Photography, Gardens, Iconography, Landscape, Light, Literature, Memory, Metaphysics, Mystical, NAture, Night, Philosophy, Photography, Poetry, Romance, Symbolism, Trees, Uncategorized, Words, Writing — 3 min read

Walking in a garden that once was beautiful, where the heady aroma of rare exotic plants filled the air and the dazzling palette of their flamboyant pigments filled the eye. We are not lost, we are visitors, guests among the garden ghosts of a […]

Romance and Ruin

— Posted inarchitecture, Art, England, Film Photography, Iconography, Landscape, Light, Literature, Memory, Metaphysics, Mystical, Philosophy, Photography, Poetry, Romance, Sky, Symbolism, Uncategorized, Words — 2 min read

High up on a hillside, behind the broken walls of a ruined castle, we watch the glowering clouds catch fire as the sun falls blazing from the sky, a burning death she is doomed to endure for all eternity, like a fiery Sisyphus. The […]

Memory

— Posted inArt, Autumn, Boomer's Story, England, Film Photography, Gardens, Iconography, Landscape, Light, Literature, Memory, Metaphysics, Mystical, NAture, Night, Philosophy, Photography, Poetry, Trees, Uncategorized, Words — 2 min read

The summer comes to a close, light begins to leave earlier, the warm days gradually cool and the night becomes our friend. In the garden of the Goddess ancient trees prepare for sleep and change their gowns from green to gold, before they slumber […]

Fukty Fyno

— Posted inUncategorized — 5 min read

“There is a dark inscrutable workmanship that reconciles discordant elements and makes them cling together in one society.” William Wordsworth,The Prelude For today’s lesson I thought I might hold forth on subjects that may, or may not, be amusing. People sometimes ask me for […]

Wizards of Oz

— Posted inArt, England, Film Photography, fucking cunts, Laugh at a cretin, Literature, Mockery, Philosophy, Photography, political commentary, Rage, Rant, Uncategorized — 11 min read

Right. Back to business. The war of attrition between the government bean counters – who produce nothing of any value – and those who do all the work, create wealth and drive the economy, is now beginning. After the devastation wreaked upon humanity by […]

The beautiful summer

— Posted inArt, England, Film Photography, Landscape, Light, Literature, Mystical, Personal, Philosophy, Photography, Poetry, Sky, Summer, Symbolism, Uncategorized — 1 min read

A warm summer afternoon, miles from home, alone;A girl sits on a swing, lost in reverie.The long ropes creak as she disects the air in a lazy arc,Like the pendulum of a mighty metronome,Slowing down time beneath the stately oak tree.Out here, the Earth […]

Eurydice in the half-light

— Posted inArt, Dark, England, Film Photography, Landscape, Light, Literature, Metaphysics, Mystical, Night, Philosophy, Photography, Poetry, Uncategorized, Words — 1 min read

The last light is fading away,The last birds sing before the dark.We are here in a beautiful garden,Somewhere between today and tomorrow, The path is a maze of twists and turns, The scent of lavender floats in the warm air,Intoxicating every breath we take,The […]

Every Day I have The Blues

— Posted inArt, England, Film Photography, Iconography, Philosophy, Photography, political commentary, Religious Art, Symbolism, Uncategorized, Words — 4 min read

Every day the world goes a little more insane. Every day the light gets a little darker. Every day the intellectual pygmies of political governance bend their weak and feeble knees to the even more intellectually bereft Marxist/Fascist pygmies of intolerance who shout and […]

“Hell is empty and all the Devils are here”

— Posted inArt, England, Film Photography, fucking cunts, Iconography, Literature, Philosophy, Photography, Poetry, political commentary, Shakespeare, Theatre, Uncategorized, Words — 8 min read

The War of the Words is upon us. William Shakespeare – the most brilliant playwright and poet of the English language. His plays are performed and studied in schools all over the world, his language is magnificent, his plays immortal. But hark! What sulphurous […]