I'll never forget how happy we were the summer before high school. We scoured that forest like we were fucking pilgrims. Tumbled down the 80 degree hill because we welcomed death. Screamed, laughed at the top of our lungs. I never wanted that day to end.
Swirling Peaceful Death / Subtle yet hurtful / Calm yet crazy / Dark clouds swirl /Snow white clouds sway behind / Wanting to help /But their friend has become /Demented / Nothing to do but endure / And hope He calms soon
Surprisingly Curious And Interesting Cloud Photography
Analysis: A shoot from the sea. When I see the boat what looks really small against the clouds an the sea but is for a human really big, I think on the forces of the nature and how tiny the humanity is against them.