Fade Candra

Fade Candra

Visual Designer | Food & Fashion Snapper | Digital Imagist
Fade Candra
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Full moon ... against the light

Full moon ... against the light

www.Filson.com | Searching the Night Sky with Photographer Daniel McVey.

www.Filson.com | Searching the Night Sky with Photographer Daniel McVey.

...and the moon cried

...and the moon cried

The Moon - symbol of the Dark Mother....cycles show all the phases of life as well as the faces of the Goddess - Maiden, Mother, Matron & Crone.

The Moon - symbol of the Dark Mother....cycles show all the phases of life as well as the faces of the Goddess - Maiden, Mother, Matron & Crone.

black and white, yacht, photography,

black and white, yacht, photography,

No one cares and no one listens. I am alone. I'm fucking alone forever. No one gives a shit about how you feel. And you deserve it.

No one cares and no one listens. I am alone. I'm fucking alone forever. No one gives a shit about how you feel. And you deserve it.

cats

cats

"Some say that 'CatCat' is just a myth, others claim to have seen a flash of black and heard a feral growl as they arrived on the scene of crime where the criminals have been scratched all over and tied up with yarn. Who knows if 'CatCat' does exist? Here is the only photo ever taken of 'him'..."

"Some say that 'CatCat' is just a myth, others claim to have seen a flash of black and heard a feral growl as they arrived on the scene of crime where the criminals have been scratched all over and tied up with yarn. Who knows if 'CatCat' does exist? Here is the only photo ever taken of 'him'..."

candle | Very cool photo blog

candle | Very cool photo blog

❂ I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,  or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.  I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,  in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms  but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;  thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,  risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

❂ I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.