Random photoshopping

Contrary to what I had imagined, having my own camera did not send me on a photoshopping spree. I am rather limited by my knowledge and the wails and cries of Sir Dalton while running photohshop (Dalton is the name of my esteemed PC in case you didn't know, full name: Sir William Horace Dalton III). Nevertheless, below are some simple and random photoshopped shots.The view behind King's buildings

Skye

Loch Laggan

A loch in the Isle of Skye

*After publishing the post, the pictures don't seem
half as good as they do offline, but...meh

Dove Evolution

Thinking about people who are not gifted with divine hair reminded me of this video I stumbled upon sometime back.

Dreams

Last night I had a very vivid dream. I wouldn't like to go into too much details, but it involved a laptop with a dodgy disc, a form-changing security guard whose baton could penetrate through plastic, and a demon in the form of a human (whose teeth were glow-in-the-dark i might add). This however was not that unusual, considering it's only a dream, but something interesting happened when I woke up. For starters, I woke up in the middle of the night, without any reason to, and it wasn't that the morbidness of my dream woke me up. I couldn't figure out why I woke up. However, when I did wake up I found a phrase embedded in my conscience and I couldn't get it out of my head.......the figurative bobsleigh jumper. It had nothing to do with my dream, and it just popped into my mind out of nowhere, and I was left wondering what it could mean. It is a nonsensical phrase of course. Why would there be a bobsleigh jumper? Shouldn't it rather be a ski jumper, and even if by some fantastical flaw in nature, such an event did occur, why would it be figurative?
I have been fascinated by dreams and the subconscious ever since being introduced to glorious works of William Blake last year (and to some extent Dali). It is hard for me to understand the significance of the phrase. Though the more I think about it, the juxtaposition of three ordinary words has created a beautiful phrase...the figurative bobsleigh jumper, the beauty is hard not to appreciate. Like ''cellar door'' which fascinated Tolkein, the figurative bobsleigh jumper is pristine in its completeness and robustness.



Death on a Pale Horse by William Blake. The magnificence of the painting is hard to describe in words.

Today, probably for the first time since early January, I attended all the classes I had in the day (yes, all 3 of them!), and Alvin, I don't want you to tell me later that I missed an examples class or a tutorial; they do not exist to me! Let me bask in the glory of my own :D

Mac and Cheese

Tikka

Help

"What is the greatest paradox in life?"
"When you need help desperately, but no one can help you. You can not ask for help, but you are waiting for help, even the smallest of advices or such would make your day, but they are not to be. You are left in you own misery waiting for the darkness to subside while you know very well that it gets darker as each day passes, there is no light at the end of the tunnel. Every you are pounded by the sheer helplessness of the situation as soon as you wake up, and you spend the rest of the day just trying to ease the pain, but no one or no thing for that matter, can ease your pain, and you are left to nurse your wounds by yourself and these wounds are invisible to all that see, seeing the happy, perfect you, unaware of how you are crumbling slowly, waiting for someone, something, to come along and give that ounce of hope, but nothing happens and you keep waiting seeing your wounds grow deeper as the days pass."