...is when Horizon is one with Consciousness ...is when the Eye ceases to be Perspective ...is when the Body and the City transgress experience ...is when Dreams are no longer prisoner to Human Hopes ...is when we ebb and flow like a stream in the wilderness clashing against reason, faith and reality, eventually overcoming, ebbing onwards as Souls must
[There is always a horizon beyond the City where no streets or alleys roam, where no window sees. We all have the Vision, we know the words. We all hope to get there]
"Beauty" had a dream. She imagined herself flying, above the city searching for something that wasn't obvious. A detail? A place? A feeling? That was her ultimate goal. Escape from behind bar and start searching. She wasn't quite sure she'll find it. But "Beauty" was a dreamer. And she knew it was out there. Or maybe she was just waiting for us.For you, me, him. To break the bar and let her go free.
There was a time when Souls were heard and Love was kept in a little box of Secrets Virgin Dreams trembled in hands of despair Among the hearts of Men whose songs were sung A Music no instrument could play A voice unwielded by the mouths of Earth Only Believed
Like so many plights, it lingered in the Dreams of The Righteous The Psalms of the Devout And the Cathedrals where Hearts are as vast, epic and empty Save the crystalline Light falling on Prayers ancient as Dust
There was a Time when the Darkness gave us Light We ranted We converted We conquered Zealous and Hungry was our Dark-Light So many Souls Gone
We who are Sword are no more We who are Gun are no more We who are Serpent are few The weight of the Human Body wakens Soon shall become prophecy, Dream And wake no more
Here we are! 3 characters, with 3 different cameras in 3 different places: Philippines, Switzerland, USA. We attended college (SCI-Arc) back in the days and then we split. We found each other again in the net and we decided to create a Blog where we could interpret the world. Through our experiences, backgrounds, cameras and yes, through our silly brains. We created a new one we called Funky Paradise. One word a day. One picture each. one explanation. The results are unexpected! As our lives are! Hope you'll enjoy it!