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Underclocker Obscura Photo Gallery

Stumbleupon Review of : http://underclocker.com/gallery/041107/pb070917_copy “No boughs have withered because of the wintry wind; The boughs have withered because I have told them my dreams.” – William Butler Yeats –

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Underclocker Obscura Photo Gallery

Stumbleupon Review of : http://underclocker.com/gallery/050114/p1141248_copy the 6am beach is empty but for me, standing there solitary always outland looking in and i cannot see me, so… the 6am beach is empty maybe it is lonely, if for a moment i … Continue reading

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Underclocker Obscura :: Other :: 14

Stumbleupon Review of : http://underclocker.com/gallery/ed/p1151281_copy One day in late March the little known zen monk Bob was walking wisely the streets of New York. He stopped at the corner of Pitchfork and Bamberdoogle, pondered for a moment the ineffable nature … Continue reading

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Underclocker Obscura :: Other :: 13

Stumbleupon Review of : http://underclocker.com/gallery/ed/p5131205ed_copy (a path once taken. the view from a hill. seated companions – calm and surreal.)

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Underclocker Obscura Photo Gallery

Stumbleupon Review of : http://underclocker.com/gallery/041107/pb071000_copy between light and shadow, is there a point, where there is neither? pristine emptiness. no comfort. no fear. no thing. it was once said (by whome I can’t remember) that magic is possible you just … Continue reading

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Underclocker Obscura Photo Gallery :: February

Stumbleupon Review of : http://underclocker.com/gallery/0402/p9170021ed Acquainted with the Night I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain — and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the … Continue reading

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