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Saturday, February 28, 2015

A Fat Caterpillar

After more than six years of indulgence in blogosphere, I am certainly more resourceful than I think while mingling with mushrooms, trees and critters.
A caterpillar is more capable than me. 

It experiences rather than imagines more life cycles, especially the caterpillar and the butterfly  stages. If every footprint a story, it should have tonnes of stories for its  blog update.

But this is not true for a rainbow coloured caterpillar today.

Having chewed a big breakfast, it has to stay as still as a mushroom, in order not to bruise its lower body which is now touching the wood.



Having too many big meals, I shall tell only stories of my tummy, for my eyes will not see my toes.

Friday, February 20, 2015

Spider, mushroom and me


I find a friendlier spider who has had its breakfast, and is now relaxing in a beautiful morning and in a golden-ray moment. 


Breeze stops blowing, and the spider is posing for me. How lucky I am to be in the right place at the right time.

Happily I take my best shots. Happily I enlarge them in the screen looking for the sexy eyes of the spider.


Oops, something is not right. 

My so called friend did not even bother look at me right from the beginning.


I hear a mushroom giggling, so hard, until it breaks its body.

**Happy Chinese New Year to everyone**

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Mind Theater


Oops, I haven't made any appointment. This unprepared spider never seems to stop knitting in preparation for its breakfast. Photography opportunity? Not its business. A blog update? Not its cup of tea, or bottle of Cola.


But after years of friendship which is hard to leave, and impossible to forget, mushrooms are always ready.


They pose elegantly, magically and, as a result, they are hallucinogenic, especially in pictures.


They are irresistible, and are always played in my mind theater in which Superman appears only during commercials.

Saturday, February 7, 2015

Hallucinogenic Mushrooms

Do mushrooms run for survival as they always seem to be in an ascending mode? The higher the safer?

I have yet to discover little tentacled surprises during shooting psychedelic mushrooms.


Do slugs or snails trip on psilocybin when they consume it?

I could have ingested some of their hallucinogenic properties that bring mind-altering effects. I always trip down the rabbit hole, and generate a deeper connection with the nature, light and shadow.


What if the waving tentacles emerge from behind the mushrooms?

Your subconscious mind too would be programmed. Your pupils dilate. You spend hours staring at them. You rise to the top of the world.


Friday, January 30, 2015

Shapes of Light


I tell mushrooms a well-known story that was shared in my presentation: A gazelle must outrun the fastest lion or it will be killed, and a lion must run faster than the slowest gazelle or it will starve.
While working so hard preparing and presenting the running animals until myself had become one of them, these mushrooms saw beauty in many forms and shapes.


It is too good to be a running animal for only two weeks.
Nothing can be better than sitting by the mushrooms enjoying beautiful light that illuminates darkness.