The Dark Angels are a come and go crew. They create then disappear like street art. Their works exist in fragments, particles that float, dust motes that spin before the wind that blows them to faraway places. They are individuals that work as one. Deep as oceans, as impenetrable as the night. Art urchins and poets, they dissolve before they form. They are the Dark Angels, they are discharge. They are a bloody mouthful.

Sunday, 9 October 2011

Why not just keep everyone in the dark and make them feel stupid if they ask questions?

9 comments:

Iryna Harpy said...

It is so simple and so complex... The question is as easy as the answer: don't we (as a species) LOVE to be protected by those dark universes that exist only in our minds. We think this darkness to be terrifying: they are our mother, our our father, our guardian saints of capitalism... but they are only fear of rejection.

We will never discard this fear of what we don't know until we allow ourselves to fall into it. Love your fears, everyone! Love your demons, everyone! We are one and the same as life!!!

Coffee Messiah said...

Yep! = Cheers!

Ruela said...

We are one! Yes...

TICTAC said...

most people fear the humbleness to have to admit not having the answer and are challenged by your courage to pursue one. showing one's limitations and fragilities for me is sign of strenght and humanity. but this is my opinion...
love this series of images you've posted, all intense. :-)

A.Decker said...

YEAH!!!
Although, I'd be afraid to ask anyway. :-O


Iryna, you could hang a shingle(needn't be "real"; concocted would work, surely) and charge $200+ an hour for your comments...or maybe it's just me. ;-)

Iryna Harpy said...

Messy D, I'm still awaiting cheques (US $ checks) for previous consultations.

1 case of shingles coming up!

Iryna Harpy said...

P.S. Signifiers are duplicitous 'things'. Latin-based = Happy... until it was understood to be a psychological typo:

not HAPPY but HARPY!

Happy Harpy either way.

A.Decker said...

Iryna, Ha!Ha!&LOL! 'Seniors...are you dead yet?' Now "shingles"!? You ain't helping! HaHaHaHaaaaaa!!!

Iryna Harpy said...

Nope... I don't think I'm dead yet (sniffing herself)... but getting a little rancid.

Perhaps I just need a shower. I dun did hear 'bout these new contraptions via a young friend.

I stood outside during a magnificent electric storm last night. I think I was out there for almost half an hour just soaking up the goodness. I know this doesn't count as being a shower... I interpret it as being even better.

I'm interpreting it as being the equivalent of 6 months of showers. Seriously, I wasn't taken out by a lightning bolt (& there were only milliseconds between the thunder & lightening)... It has to count for a shower 'merit' badge.