Animal Machinery

I should’ve had this on here sooner, but I haven’t.
Long week and rather trying election cycle.

Anyway, here’s a photo I took a few weeks ago. Not sure what I thought at the time, but I feel these look like giraffes, though perhaps with a bit more overt menace, considering the processing and mechanical nature of the cranes.

This is my submission into the one hundred-and-ninety-ninth Lens-Artists Photo Challenge.

The theme for this one is “Mechanical/Industrial“.

The host of the Lens-Artists challenges cycles weekly between the following people:

Week 1 – Patti

Week 2 – Ann-Christine aka Leya

Week 3 – Amy

Week 4 – Tina

This year three people are joining the Lens-Artists team:

John Steiner of Journeys with Johnbo

Sofia Alves of  Photographias

Anne Sandler of Slow Shutter Speed

As such the above hosting order is likely to change.

This one is curated by John. Originally it was going to be curated by Leya, but due to technical issues she’ll be curating in a few more weeks. The next one is curated by Amy.

I recommend participating in the challenges. They’re enjoyable and allow room for interpretation of the theme without straying too far. If you don’t participate, then I recommend that you at least check out what others of the Lens-Artists community are submitting.

I hope you enjoy.

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Partial Cranes

A long day so here is a photo showing parts of some cranes rather than their whole frame.

I’m not sure what I was going for here, but I do like that there are a few things you can make out here, such as the stairwells.

This is my submission into Leanne Cole‘s “Monochrome Madness” for this week.
I suggest checking out Leanne’s photography, as well as checking out what other people submit.

A lot of what people are submitting will likely end up here.

I hope you enjoy.

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Hiroki Kikuta: Angel’s Fear

Seiken Densetsu 3 has some pretty heavy tracks to its soundtrack that work really well when used, such as this one.

I was trying to get across what I felt the imagery was when divorced from its gameplay-related context and I’m not sure if I was able to do so, but I feel that writing this was pretty easy so in a way this was kind of a success.

Hiroki Kikuta’s (菊田 裕樹) “Angel’s Fear” (“天使の怖れ”) is from Seiken Densetsu 3 Original Sound Version, the soundtrack for Seiken Densetsu 3. As a side note, it appears that “Fear of the Heavens” is also titled “Angel’s Fear”, which makes sense as this one seems to be a quieter, heavier take on “Fear of the Heavens”.

I hope you enjoy.

Lonely a piano calls out, looking for something. It is a vast and empty void, almost.
Something joins it soon. It seems to play slower and is almost mourning. However, in all of this a weakened sense of hope continues to search through the stretching darkness.

Soon the sounds halt, the piano seems to curl up and something lighter comes in. It has a bit more fragility, but it seems to respond and it looks for the source. It searches and tries to find that which is calling. However, before it does it stops and the piano returns.

A return of the other sound that met the piano and they keep on looking. They keep their hope and they keep on searching with a determination. There is sadness and there is loneliness, but there is not time to give into despair. If there was something that was heard then it can be found.

Once more the lighter sound returns and it seems to get closer. It seems to keep on going. It also refuses to give up, and so it continues its search, for it knows there is a chance of success.

Once more the piano returns, but before a conclusion is had it fades out and the song ends.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1101: Yesterday Evening

An interesting thing happened yesterday evening and… well, that’s about all there is to say about it, really.

Well, there’s a lot more to say about it and so that is what I’m going to get into at the present moment.

Last night someone reversed into the fence / wall at the front of where I live. They also took out a water tap which meant we had to switch off the water (thankfully this has been fixed). The police were called and it was a really low amount of drama; something of which I am quite obviously thankful for. Annoyingly though, we also have very little of a mailbox and who knows how long it will take to get the damage fixed.

Such is life, I suppose.

So at the moment this is something that we need to deal with and it’s not the worst thing in the world, if I am to be honest about how I feel about the whole thing. I’m not stressed, though it is a serious amount of damage, but it is annoying.

I thought I was going to get more out of this, but it seems that that is all I can muster.

Sometimes I wonder about these things and how they can make an impact in one’s life. Has this made an impact? I’m not sure and to be honest I feel I’m too lazy to care at the present moment. There are so many other things to worry about and no one came out of this hurt, so, as far as I’m concerned, there’s little to worry about here. This could’ve been so much worse, but it wasn’t and so… yeah. There are annoying things to now worry about, of course, but no one was injured and that’s more important, I think.

Where do I go from here? What do I write about? What do I express? An event happened, I reacted to it and it’s going to amount to a bit of busywork. Is there anything else that I can say about the thing? Is there anything worth saying? I could ruminate upon the impacts and how they may last a long time. I could discuss how these events seem to occur in an instant and still feel stretched out across a lengthy amount of time, but I don’t think I’d be able to properly articulate anything that I feel toward it, which is mostly nothing. It was just a thing that happened and now I’m here and I’m doing alright. Soon I’ll have to cook and that’s more important to me than the possibility that someone going through an object may end up having a massive impact on my life’s trajectory, considering they came out uninjured.

I guess all there really is to say at this point is that I’ll keep on going on about whatever it is that I go on about and hope my hands warm up soon as it is cold.

Anyway, I’ll wrap this up here.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 08:22:13

Slow writing about a thing that happened.
There was a bit of a struggle as I looked for a way forward, but sometimes that happens.
Well, that usually happens.

Written at home.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1100: Taking Things Seriously

Don’t have long before I need to head out so I’ve got to think about what I’m going to put down before I head on out and do the things that I need to do.

Something important approaches all of Australia and it needs to be taken seriously, but I don’t want to cover that. There is so much optimism, pessimism and many other things surrounding it and I have no hope that any form of success or reprieve will be had, yet I still hope for the best. I just expect the worst.

Anyway, I sit here and I do very little to help lead to a better outcome for all and so I need to wear that on my shoulders. However, this is not something that I want to cover. I want to think about other things. I want to think about the possibility of a better world. I want to think about the possibility of people actually helping each other out and not looking to obtain as much wealth as possible.

I want to see less discrimination and more opportunity, and I want to see a world that truly connects everyone in a way that benefits everyone, and that is something that I believe is possible. I don’t think we need to remain in the mud and keep throwing shit at each other, but apparently that is the best way forward.

Sometimes I want to believe more in the inherent potential to be better, but it seems a lot of people don’t. Of course I could be thinking about that incorrectly, but there’s so much hate and anger out there. It doesn’t make sense to me that we accept casual racism and claim that it’s all just a joke. It doesn’t make sense to me that people don’t seem to want respect to be a two-way street. A lot of things don’t make sense to me.

We’re too willing to shit on the environment. As we sit in the mud and keep trampling those underneath everything around us is disappearing, but we don’t care as we’re not under the surface and so we can breath in that really healthy, polluted air.

I just don’t understand. I don’t understand why we keep going through all of this and I don’t understand as to why we allow ourselves to be mostly talk. We can do so much better for each other and the environment and too many of us refuse to do so. We refuse to accept and work to realising our potential and it’s devastating. What are we doing? What are we doing in this particular moment in time that allows us to believe that our actions (or in some cases, lack thereof) hold no consequences, and when will we start working harder toward actions that have beneficial consequences?

We can do so much better and we don’t, and we talk about oncoming things and yet all we’re doing is talking. We may as well be giving up.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 08:05:57

I wrote this yesterday and I’m not sure why I waited until now to share.
I think it had a lot to do with being really tired. Maybe. Yesterday afternoon ended up really long.

This is more along the lines of stuff I want to spend time writing here, but I often don’t and I’m not sure why.

Written at home.

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Ryota Kozuka: Empyrean

This felt like it was quick to write, which I feel is a good thing.
However, I was hoping to paint more imagery than anything else. I’m familiar with the song as well as where it plays, but that’s not what came forward.

Ryota Kozuka’s (小塚良太) “Empyrean” (“至高天”) is from the soundtrack for Shin Megami Tensei V, Shin Megami Tensei V Original Soundtrack. It’s a soundtrack that may be better than the game, though it depends on how much you like music that is both active and passive, and can easily outstay its welcome.

I hope you enjoy.

Keys play with a sense of drifting whilst something distant fades into view. Soon percussion kicks in, as do sounds akin to vocals. They stretch as the percussive sounds repeatedly click and compress before resetting. Something seems to drift and a sense of the otherworldly approaches and permeates. Slow and majestic, the sounds continue with their push and pull. A pressure comes forward and keeps the grandness as widened as it is narrowed.

The percussion pulls back and soon after the vocals take some sort of guiding lead. It does not last long and the percussion becomes slightly more prominent again and the movement continues on forward, wide and narrow.

The sounds remain otherworldly and seem to build toward something but most pull back. Suddenly there is space and it seems as though all will come to a halt, but the sounds suddenly return and continue on, almost as though they have no choice and can do nothing else but proceed in a specific manner. However, it is not long before they fade and the song ends.

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One Thousand Word Challenge 176: Waffle and Ramble

It is the afternoon and the day seems to drift on as though cloudless, though it does actually appear to be cloudless and so maybe that fits. I’m not sure how a day drifting as though it were cloudless actually translates into something that makes sense, but it works and so I’ll leave it here and not due to my desire to make sure I get as much written as I can in as short a time possible.

There are sounds cascading from my speakers and I feel pretty relaxed. I feel mostly better. I feel as though I’ve lost far too many weeks to being ill, but I feel better and feeling better is an improvement that I can get behind.

The day drifts aimlessly and so do I, it seems. It seems as though all I am doing is floating along and trying to get to the next point. There are a lot of points to get to, of course, and I don’t know as tow here the next one is, but I can keep on going and I can keep on floating on, but I have to think about what else is out there so as to better anchor myself, as floating aimlessly, whilst good at times, is not good all the time; at least, in terms of me, or something.

I think that maybe I just need to think of other things. I need to think of things that I don’t always think about and then see where those things lead, if they do indeed lead anywhere at all. It can be difficult to tell, but within all of this difficulty there is an answer that will lead the way forward. Which answer that is, I don’t know. I don’t even know if I get a say in which answer it is, but I’d like to believe that I might be able to influence it in some way. Failing that I’m sure I’ll follow the answer at some point. Maybe not right now and maybe not later, but at some point… I hope. Maybe.

So it’s an easy day and perhaps it is a lazy day. Perhaps there is little, if anything else that needs to be said now. I can get on with it and just stare out the window and dream through the day. I can do that until I need to do other things, but I don’t think I will as there are other, more important things to do, but I won’t discuss those as they are not important enough to discuss. I’ll sit here and think about them, however.

Maybe I’ll think about other things instead. Maybe I’ll think about where I want to be and what I want to be doing. The world seems asleep in some ways and it will soon hopefully wake up. There’s a lot to see and do and there are only so may years in which those things can be done, so… yeah.

I wasn’t sure as to where I was going with that so it likely has no relevance, but that of course depends on how much we provide definition and relatability to relevance. I’m also not sure as to where I’m going with this and so I think I will stop and move toward the next thing.

There’s so much out there to cover and discuss and I’m just floating along aimlessly at the moment, but I feel I’ve got the time to at this particular point in time. I feel as though I’ve got the time to not worry so much about things. I won’t have this time later, but right now I do and so I’m just going to keep on enjoying this moment and taking it easy. I’ll think of something to write about later, but right now there is little I feel as though I can cover and so I’ll just ramble and waffle on about whatever it is that I’m rambling and waffling on about. It’s a little easier than struggling to come up with things and that’s okay. Right now it’s just an easy day and so I’m trying to take it easy and take it slow. I’m trying to relax and float on and it’s a little easier than usual.

I really don’t know where I’m going with this. When I started writing I thought I’d be able to collate my thoughts and get something that may be interesting across, but that does not appear to be the case. Instead of that I’ve put out more boneless waffle out into the world and in continuing this and then allowing it to be public suggests that I’m fine with this existing in a public space. Maybe I am and maybe I’m not, but really, I’ve been doing this for long enough to not entirely care as to whether this bit of writing is out in the public. It’s not good and it will not become good, but it exists and so it is here.

I also am here and I’m churning all of this out. I need to find something else to do as there is time to do other things and I don’t want to let that time fall by the wayside. So long as I have the time I can take advantage of said time, but I think I’ll just keep on relaxing instead. There is a need but there is not a desire and so being lazy wins out for now. However, next time it might not win out. Next time it might lose and so desire will take charge and lead the way forward. There is no telling right now, but later, perhaps, assuming I even go as far soo as to be able to see that that is indeed the case, if there is even a case at all to see, for there may not be but…

So anyway, the moral of the story is make sure to something something and something else.

The time it took to write one thousand words: 11:15:09

Not great, but… not great.

I feel as though I’m starting again at the moment, but this still could be better.

Written at home.

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Soil & “Pimp” Sessions: Storm

This felt really quick and I think it’s due to the song’s energy, as it is an energetic song.

I think this may have worked better if I wrote over two listens rather than one as there was a lot I could’ve covered. However, I didn’t and this is the result.

Soil & “Pimp” Session’s “Storm” is from Planet Pimp.

I hope you enjoy.

The pumping of brass and soon the rest of the instruments burst in. Joyous playing as an exuberant racket play with an angularity that doesn’t get in the way of the rhythm. They move with an energy and enthusiasm. Sounds strike out but without a brashness and all is sharp.

Suddenly a loudness and the sounds become wilder. Something akin to a solo comes out blistering and full of gusto. It continues on even as the sounds shift about. Soon there’s a small sense of space. More brass taking a sense of lead and plays a little lonelier, but still energetic. Underneath the percussion, bass and keys keep pumping away and driving the rhythm forward.

Soon it all becomes joyous once more. It is, in a sense, celebratory. The striking of keys soon follows and they move and flutter. They take to the sounds that were already there and emphasise and build, and the rhythm pulses and heaves and pushes onward.

One more joyous flick and the song ends.

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Hill in Fog

Taken around the same time as this photo.

I feel as though I could’ve done a better job with this photo.
I like the implied eeriness, but it doesn’t offer much otherwise.

I hope you enjoy.

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Platforms During a Storm

This was taken around the same time as this photo.

When I was processing this I was trying to get the rock area to come forward a bit more (so to speak) as it seemed really flat. I imagine that had a lot to do with the background. Anyway, it didn’t quite work, but I’m not overly fussed as the ocean’s power still comes through.

This is my submission into Leanne Cole‘s “Monochrome Madness” for this week.
I suggest checking out Leanne’s photography, as well as checking out what other people submit.

A lot of what people are submitting will likely end up here.

I hope you enjoy.

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