Alone we stand once more facing out at the great beyond. (While Surrounded by tourists that is…)

Within this glob of water at the corporate fountain I see and infinite fractal of microverses.

Disneyland Ferris wheel or purple Mars Stargate? Sorry to taint this conversation with New Age rubbish.

My daily horoscope is predicting my Moon / Mars conjunction in Sagittarius in the third house is getting stressed by a couple other planets. 

A modern day traditional oil painter on the path. 

What lurks beneath the fog causes civilizations to rise and fall.

There’s a big emphasis on spending non-alone free time in well-lit cafe spaces. Often surrounded by sanctioned liquid drugs.

Remember the 5th of November.

Are you selling something to make fake money in commerce or is that bag full of dog poo?

ne of the many uses of rear pockets.

A discontinued Bumble Bee…

Neon on the great mental plane.

A single unit or entity in material body reflected back on itself. All while wearing douche bag Abercrombie & Fitch shorts

Units of living energy trapped in their domes of taxidermy.

With the right equipment, we can ever so slightly tune into what is devine.

Yoda reincarnated?

The boom box. A legacy of the 1980′s which can occasionally still be seen used by those who have little to no respect for shared public space. That being said, this gentleman was amazing. By the last of a series of shots, he delivered this profound zen moment.

Magical Chinese practitioner.

Do cell phones really make our lives better? Or will the telecommunications industry end up delivering a massive amount of cancer to the masses?

Bill Block’s X-Pan.