Reflection of a shadow
Journal Entry: Sat Jan 5, 2008, 8:48 PM
Water's shadow reflecting back on itself in the sun? a bubble? The thought comes to mind of an object. That object casts a shadow. The shadow is a part of the object. It gives it depth and direction. It shows you a general shape and depending on your angle, the shadow might give the object away if unkown before. It is almost like a shadow is a a kind of stereotype. There is so much more to the object than what the shadow expresses but it is also a part of the object. The same object can be reflected in a surface. This mirror image is identical to the object in appearance but reversed. Like the shadow it has no depth, no texture. It is just another part of the whole. The reflection is almost a contradiction of itself. It is identical but opposite, simultaniously.
What is the result of putting a stereotype together with a contradiction? Or reflecting the shadow of itself? Reflections cannot cast shadows. They can only reflect back a shadow already cast by the object.
- Listening to: the voices in my head
- Reading: jumbled thoughts on papers
- Eating: my pride
Devious Comments
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Im a lil crazy
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"Better to die on your feet than live a life time on your knees."
"The beatings will continue until moral improves."
"Life is not a question to be asked, it is a statement to be lived"
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"Life's falling away from me..."
into you
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The arts are the language of civilization through which we express our fears, our anxieties, our hungers, our sturggles, our hopes
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Many of my friends became my enemies, many enemies became friends - only those who never cared either way remained constant.
(S.J.Lec.)
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Lp
Very diverse gallery!
Thank you for all the
-idan
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Lisa Luera
LLueraWare
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~NaruHina--SasuSaku
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Man was matter, that was Snowden's secret. Drop him out a window and he'll fall. Set him on fire and he'll burn. Burry him and he'll rot, like other kinds of garbage. The spirit gone, the man is garbage. That was Snowden's secret. Ripeness was all.
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As the Masters hang on walls and the angels eat their grapes i watch Picasso, visit the Planet of the Apes.
A.Ant
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patience is the key. to enlightenment. to revenge.
...and welcome to dA!
Cheers, Jerry
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