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A Thousand Words


I've heard the saying "A picture is worth a thousand words..." more times than I can remember. Have to admit, that one is pretty spot on. Just think of all the times you've looked at an image - whether it be a painting, screenshot/grab from a video or just the aforementioned picture - did it speak to you? Not in actual sound but could you "hear" it tell you a story? Or perhaps maybe your mind began to wonder about the circumstances of the photo. Oh come on, I know it's not just me, right? I see an image/photo and I think - Nice pic! Wonder what made them take it? 

I asked a friend of mind to send a few pics that they'd taken. This one is really interesting...so many different images that I see. Like what? Glad you asked, lol.

I see a woman, with full head of curly, wavy hair and she's standing proudly as it blows behind her in the wind. She's strong and confident...

I see a misshapen skull...the eyes are radiating such light, with such intensity that I can almost feel the heat. I continue down and see it's skull, the tip is jutting out at such an angle that is reminiscent of someone with such a high level of arrogance as to be boastful and full of misguided pride.

I see a few other things, too. But how about you take a look and tell me what you see...


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