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Wonder
30 x 40cm  Acrylic on canvas.
This is another of those, ‘see what you want to in it painitngs’
I am liking these at the moment so might do more.
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Wonder

30 x 40cm  Acrylic on canvas.

This is another of those, ‘see what you want to in it painitngs’

I am liking these at the moment so might do more.

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Untitled: The train ride

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I board the train and glance around for a seat, but it looks like I have to stand in the cattle crush section today. I grab on to the handle that hangs from the ceiling and hold on as more and more people crowd around me. My nose is assuaged by a multitude of odours, some tantalizing, some…


 

oh so very very very hot

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this looks so amazing, i have to find out where somewhere is that looks like this so i can go…
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this looks so amazing, i have to find out where somewhere is that looks like this so i can go…

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fairys, so cute :D
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fairys, so cute :D

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Ocean’s strength

Driving home from the beach, summer, car window’s rolled right down, brushing my hair back off my face with my hand, i felt it think and a little stuck together, instant recognition… mmmm sea salt! It’s uncomfortable a little, but when i touched it i smiled, remembering my earlier swim in the ocean.

First there was the sand, that first step off the pavement onto the grainy beach, the way it hugs warmly at my feet, giving but hard and strong. Then walking to the waves, the initial chill of the water as it washes over my toes. Fighting out through the shallow waves, like the oceans barrier, to reach the sweet bit beyond the where the waves break. There is no choice but to go through them, the ocean, he tests my worth. Then i’m there, in his body and im in bliss. Rather than his waves pushing me around, i lean into him when his wave tongue reaches to pay my body, let him lift my body high and smoothly move me back to standing, gently guiding my feet to the sandy ground. I dive and swim within him, feeling his power and pull, giving myself to him and his waves rhythms, moving in synergy instead of struggling against his power.

Hoping to follow this up with some photo’s taken at a more remote beach :)

Sunraez.

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sweetestache:

Don’t hold back. Give in to what we both crave. i yearn to feel You…Your marks..all over me. i want to wake up in the morning, remembering with the whole of my body everywhere You touched me, gripped me hard. Bit me. i want to revel and luxuriate in that sore, tender feeling that brings another rush back through my body..a body which You’ve primed..made sensitive to the slightest touch. i want Your scent lingering on my skin, Your taste fresh in my mouth. So please..let go…take me..how i’ve always wanted to be taken. Make me indelibly Yours..
~sweetest

Sey, this, please, Sun
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sweetestache:

Don’t hold back. Give in to what we both crave. i yearn to feel You…Your marks..all over me. i want to wake up in the morning, remembering with the whole of my body everywhere You touched me, gripped me hard. Bit me. i want to revel and luxuriate in that sore, tender feeling that brings another rush back through my body..a body which You’ve primed..made sensitive to the slightest touch. i want Your scent lingering on my skin, Your taste fresh in my mouth. So please..let go…take me..how i’ve always wanted to be taken. Make me indelibly Yours..

~sweetest

Sey, this, please,
Sun

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BY DAVE LEVINGSTON
“When you leave the past behind, will be allowed to live the present moment. Escaping the past means you can enjoy the dream is happening now.” 

i very very very much wish to be able to do that just like the picture one day, the water looks cool, the rocks slipery and it would, i am sure, feel amazing!
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BY DAVE LEVINGSTON

“When you leave the past behind, will be allowed to live the present moment. Escaping the past means you can enjoy the dream is happening now.”

i very very very much wish to be able to do that just like the picture one day, the water looks cool, the rocks slipery and it would, i am sure, feel amazing!

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30 x 40 cm  Oral fixation
colour tones inspired by the yellowish tinge given off by warm lightbulbs and as the title depicts a woman engrosed with her burning desire to give…
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30 x 40 cm Oral fixation

colour tones inspired by the yellowish tinge given off by warm lightbulbs and as the title depicts a woman engrosed with her burning desire to give…

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Avatar 18+ ONLY please! This is me, not the one on the outside, what is inside, the stuff society doesn’t want me to show or doesn’t want to hear about. The inner workings, musings, fantasies and artistry of my mind. The real me.

Sunraez - I try to live my life a bit like the sun… burning bright, touching and exploring the world, vibrant, vital, energised. Reaching out and experiencing everything I can. Sure it’s not all good stuff, the sun’s rays can burn,, and maybe I do that too…. we all have our darkness’s and I surely have mine. My art is like the sun’s rays, how I reach out to the world.
what is this page for? I’m not really sure, I think I have reached a point where I can no longer reconcile the vast discrepancy between the outside me, the one that I have had to create to somewhat function within society’s bounds and who I really am inside, the me who intensely better than the weakened shell, but operates on a more instinctive level and mainstream society doesn’t have a place for her. maybe I am hoping that she has found her place.

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