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MEET THE ANCESTORES - OR OBON (盆)

Obon -a Japanese ritual in which the dead return for a few nights.
Nothing more—nothing less.

What follows is a mirror:
one that does not soften the shadows.
The boundary thins,
and the dark inside answers the dark outside.

Old shapes reappear.
Not kindly, not cruelly—
simply present.
The kind of presence you cannot outgrow.

The light you set is not an invitation
but a line you draw:
a way to see how close the past stands
when you stop looking away.

Obon offers no comfort.
It is a brief clarity—
a reminder that what returns
is never only the dead.
Some of it is you.
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MEET THE ANCESTORES - OR OBON (盆)

Obon -a Japanese ritual in which the dead return for a few nights.
Nothing more—nothing less.

What follows is a mirror:
one that does not soften the shadows.
The boundary thins,
and the dark inside answers the dark outside.

Old shapes reappear.
Not kindly, not cruelly—
simply present.
The kind of presence you cannot outgrow.

The light you set is not an invitation
but a line you draw:
a way to see how close the past stands
when you stop looking away.

Obon offers no comfort.
It is a brief clarity—
a reminder that what returns
is never only the dead.
Some of it is you.
#japan #blackandwhitephotography #promptart #photoart #myth

MEET THE ANCESTORES - OR OBON (盆)

Obon -a Japanese ritual in which the dead return for a few nights.
Nothing more—nothing less.

What follows is a mirror:
one that does not soften the shadows.
The boundary thins,
and the dark inside answers the dark outside.

Old shapes reappear.
Not kindly, not cruelly—
simply present.
The kind of presence you cannot outgrow.

The light you set is not an invitation
but a line you draw:
a way to see how close the past stands
when you stop looking away.

Obon offers no comfort.
It is a brief clarity—
a reminder that what returns
is never only the dead.
Some of it is you.
#japan #blackandwhitephotography #promptart #photoart #myth

MEET THE ANCESTORES - OR OBON (盆)

Obon -a Japanese ritual in which the dead return for a few nights.
Nothing more—nothing less.

What follows is a mirror:
one that does not soften the shadows.
The boundary thins,
and the dark inside answers the dark outside.

Old shapes reappear.
Not kindly, not cruelly—
simply present.
The kind of presence you cannot outgrow.

The light you set is not an invitation
but a line you draw:
a way to see how close the past stands
when you stop looking away.

Obon offers no comfort.
It is a brief clarity—
a reminder that what returns
is never only the dead.
Some of it is you.
#japan #blackandwhitephotography #promptart #photoart #myth

MEET THE ANCESTORES - OR OBON (盆)

Obon -a Japanese ritual in which the dead return for a few nights.
Nothing more—nothing less.

What follows is a mirror:
one that does not soften the shadows.
The boundary thins,
and the dark inside answers the dark outside.

Old shapes reappear.
Not kindly, not cruelly—
simply present.
The kind of presence you cannot outgrow.

The light you set is not an invitation
but a line you draw:
a way to see how close the past stands
when you stop looking away.

Obon offers no comfort.
It is a brief clarity—
a reminder that what returns
is never only the dead.
Some of it is you.
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MEET THE ANCESTORES - OR OBON (盆)

Obon -a Japanese ritual in which the dead return for a few nights.
Nothing more—nothing less.

What follows is a mirror:
one that does not soften the shadows.
The boundary thins,
and the dark inside answers the dark outside.

Old shapes reappear.
Not kindly, not cruelly—
simply present.
The kind of presence you cannot outgrow.

The light you set is not an invitation
but a line you draw:
a way to see how close the past stands
when you stop looking away.

Obon offers no comfort.
It is a brief clarity—
a reminder that what returns
is never only the dead.
Some of it is you.
#japan #blackandwhitephotography #promptart #photoart #myth

MEET THE ANCESTORES - OR OBON (盆)

Obon -a Japanese ritual in which the dead return for a few nights.
Nothing more—nothing less.

What follows is a mirror:
one that does not soften the shadows.
The boundary thins,
and the dark inside answers the dark outside.

Old shapes reappear.
Not kindly, not cruelly—
simply present.
The kind of presence you cannot outgrow.

The light you set is not an invitation
but a line you draw:
a way to see how close the past stands
when you stop looking away.

Obon offers no comfort.
It is a brief clarity—
a reminder that what returns
is never only the dead.
Some of it is you.
#japan #blackandwhitephotography #promptart #photoart #myth

MEET THE ANCESTORES - OR OBON (盆)

Obon -a Japanese ritual in which the dead return for a few nights.
Nothing more—nothing less.

What follows is a mirror:
one that does not soften the shadows.
The boundary thins,
and the dark inside answers the dark outside.

Old shapes reappear.
Not kindly, not cruelly—
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The light you set is not an invitation
but a line you draw:
a way to see how close the past stands
when you stop looking away.

Obon offers no comfort.
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is never only the dead.
Some of it is you.
#japan #blackandwhitephotography #promptart #photoart #myth

MEET THE ANCESTORES - OR OBON (盆)

Obon -a Japanese ritual in which the dead return for a few nights.
Nothing more—nothing less.

What follows is a mirror:
one that does not soften the shadows.
The boundary thins,
and the dark inside answers the dark outside.

Old shapes reappear.
Not kindly, not cruelly—
simply present.
The kind of presence you cannot outgrow.

The light you set is not an invitation
but a line you draw:
a way to see how close the past stands
when you stop looking away.

Obon offers no comfort.
It is a brief clarity—
a reminder that what returns
is never only the dead.
Some of it is you.
#japan #blackandwhitephotography #promptart #photoart #myth

MEET THE ANCESTORES - OR OBON (盆)

Obon -a Japanese ritual in which the dead return for a few nights.
Nothing more—nothing less.

What follows is a mirror:
one that does not soften the shadows.
The boundary thins,
and the dark inside answers the dark outside.

Old shapes reappear.
Not kindly, not cruelly—
simply present.
The kind of presence you cannot outgrow.

The light you set is not an invitation
but a line you draw:
a way to see how close the past stands
when you stop looking away.

Obon offers no comfort.
It is a brief clarity—
a reminder that what returns
is never only the dead.
Some of it is you.
#japan #blackandwhitephotography #promptart #photoart #myth

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Obon -a Japanese ritual in which the dead return for a few nights.
Nothing more—nothing less.

What follows is a mirror:
one that does not soften the shadows.
The boundary thins,
and the dark inside answers the dark outside.

Old shapes reappear.
Not kindly, not cruelly—
simply present.
The kind of presence you cannot outgrow.

The light you set is not an invitation
but a line you draw:
a way to see how close the past stands
when you stop looking away.

Obon offers no comfort.
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until one can again tell one’s own voice from its echoes.
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Across mythic traditions the bat appears as a threshold-creature:
among the Maya a guardian between life and death, in China an emblem of fortune —
a being that does not fear the dark, but reads it.
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Across mythic traditions the bat appears as a threshold-creature:
among the Maya a guardian between life and death, in China an emblem of fortune —
a being that does not fear the dark, but reads it.
Perhaps that is the essential motion:
not evasion, not appeasement, but a passage through the night
until one can again tell one’s own voice from its echoes.
Murnau in Nosferatu understood the uncanny as a shadow cast from within. Dr Jekyll learned that the monster has no address but the self.
The worst demons are always the ones
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whose rustling knocks against the heart.
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They merely retreat into those regions where the mind prefers not to look.
Across mythic traditions the bat appears as a threshold-creature:
among the Maya a guardian between life and death, in China an emblem of fortune —
a being that does not fear the dark, but reads it.
Perhaps that is the essential motion:
not evasion, not appeasement, but a passage through the night
until one can again tell one’s own voice from its echoes.
Murnau in Nosferatu understood the uncanny as a shadow cast from within. Dr Jekyll learned that the monster has no address but the self.
The worst demons are always the ones
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whose rustling knocks against the heart.
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Demons do not vanish when driven away.
They merely retreat into those regions where the mind prefers not to look.
Across mythic traditions the bat appears as a threshold-creature:
among the Maya a guardian between life and death, in China an emblem of fortune —
a being that does not fear the dark, but reads it.
Perhaps that is the essential motion:
not evasion, not appeasement, but a passage through the night
until one can again tell one’s own voice from its echoes.
Murnau in Nosferatu understood the uncanny as a shadow cast from within. Dr Jekyll learned that the monster has no address but the self.
The worst demons are always the ones
whose wings we hear inside us,
whose rustling knocks against the heart.
#bat #promptart #blackandwhitephotography #1920s #photoart

Inner Demons
Demons do not vanish when driven away.
They merely retreat into those regions where the mind prefers not to look.
Across mythic traditions the bat appears as a threshold-creature:
among the Maya a guardian between life and death, in China an emblem of fortune —
a being that does not fear the dark, but reads it.
Perhaps that is the essential motion:
not evasion, not appeasement, but a passage through the night
until one can again tell one’s own voice from its echoes.
Murnau in Nosferatu understood the uncanny as a shadow cast from within. Dr Jekyll learned that the monster has no address but the self.
The worst demons are always the ones
whose wings we hear inside us,
whose rustling knocks against the heart.
#bat #promptart #blackandwhitephotography #1920s #photoart

Inner Demons
Demons do not vanish when driven away.
They merely retreat into those regions where the mind prefers not to look.
Across mythic traditions the bat appears as a threshold-creature:
among the Maya a guardian between life and death, in China an emblem of fortune —
a being that does not fear the dark, but reads it.
Perhaps that is the essential motion:
not evasion, not appeasement, but a passage through the night
until one can again tell one’s own voice from its echoes.
Murnau in Nosferatu understood the uncanny as a shadow cast from within. Dr Jekyll learned that the monster has no address but the self.
The worst demons are always the ones
whose wings we hear inside us,
whose rustling knocks against the heart.
#bat #promptart #blackandwhitephotography #1920s #photoart

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They merely retreat into those regions where the mind prefers not to look.
Across mythic traditions the bat appears as a threshold-creature:
among the Maya a guardian between life and death, in China an emblem of fortune —
a being that does not fear the dark, but reads it.
Perhaps that is the essential motion:
not evasion, not appeasement, but a passage through the night
until one can again tell one’s own voice from its echoes.
Murnau in Nosferatu understood the uncanny as a shadow cast from within. Dr Jekyll learned that the monster has no address but the self.
The worst demons are always the ones
whose wings we hear inside us,
whose rustling knocks against the heart.
#bat #promptart #blackandwhitephotography #1920s #photoart

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among the Maya a guardian between life and death, in China an emblem of fortune —
a being that does not fear the dark, but reads it.
Perhaps that is the essential motion:
not evasion, not appeasement, but a passage through the night
until one can again tell one’s own voice from its echoes.
Murnau in Nosferatu understood the uncanny as a shadow cast from within. Dr Jekyll learned that the monster has no address but the self.
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whose wings we hear inside us,
whose rustling knocks against the heart.
#bat #promptart #blackandwhitephotography #1920s #photoart

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among the Maya a guardian between life and death, in China an emblem of fortune —
a being that does not fear the dark, but reads it.
Perhaps that is the essential motion:
not evasion, not appeasement, but a passage through the night
until one can again tell one’s own voice from its echoes.
Murnau in Nosferatu understood the uncanny as a shadow cast from within. Dr Jekyll learned that the monster has no address but the self.
The worst demons are always the ones
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but because it is the first to be claimed.
The queen governs the field,
the king trails behind,
and somewhere within this strict geometry
you try not to misplace yourself.
Every move carries risk;
every decision cuts through the quiet.
Advance. Offer. Hold.
At times, simply remain where you are
to avoid being eased off the board altogether.
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Black against white. Nothing more.
A board that pretends the world can be contained in sixty-four squares.
A pawn is pushed forward,
not for its strength,
but because it is the first to be claimed.
The queen governs the field,
the king trails behind,
and somewhere within this strict geometry
you try not to misplace yourself.
Every move carries risk;
every decision cuts through the quiet.
Advance. Offer. Hold.
At times, simply remain where you are
to avoid being eased off the board altogether.
Life is not chess—
yet it resembles it unnervingly often:
a game that cannot be won,
but will not be yielded.
No flourish.
No final triumph.
Only the next move—
and that must suffice.

#existence ##chess #strategy #blackandwhite #lifeasagame
#fineartphotography #visualpoetry #artseries
#bishopknightpawn #nextmove #endgame
#modernmyth #existentialphotography #photoart #prompt #blackandwhitephotography #pattern

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Black against white. Nothing more.
A board that pretends the world can be contained in sixty-four squares.
A pawn is pushed forward,
not for its strength,
but because it is the first to be claimed.
The queen governs the field,
the king trails behind,
and somewhere within this strict geometry
you try not to misplace yourself.
Every move carries risk;
every decision cuts through the quiet.
Advance. Offer. Hold.
At times, simply remain where you are
to avoid being eased off the board altogether.
Life is not chess—
yet it resembles it unnervingly often:
a game that cannot be won,
but will not be yielded.
No flourish.
No final triumph.
Only the next move—
and that must suffice.

#existence ##chess #strategy #blackandwhite #lifeasagame
#fineartphotography #visualpoetry #artseries
#bishopknightpawn #nextmove #endgame
#modernmyth #existentialphotography #photoart #prompt #blackandwhitephotography #pattern

“So long as I resist you, I live.” #theseventhseal
Black against white. Nothing more.
A board that pretends the world can be contained in sixty-four squares.
A pawn is pushed forward,
not for its strength,
but because it is the first to be claimed.
The queen governs the field,
the king trails behind,
and somewhere within this strict geometry
you try not to misplace yourself.
Every move carries risk;
every decision cuts through the quiet.
Advance. Offer. Hold.
At times, simply remain where you are
to avoid being eased off the board altogether.
Life is not chess—
yet it resembles it unnervingly often:
a game that cannot be won,
but will not be yielded.
No flourish.
No final triumph.
Only the next move—
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#existence ##chess #strategy #blackandwhite #lifeasagame
#fineartphotography #visualpoetry #artseries
#bishopknightpawn #nextmove #endgame
#modernmyth #existentialphotography #photoart #prompt #blackandwhitephotography #pattern

“So long as I resist you, I live.” #theseventhseal
Black against white. Nothing more.
A board that pretends the world can be contained in sixty-four squares.
A pawn is pushed forward,
not for its strength,
but because it is the first to be claimed.
The queen governs the field,
the king trails behind,
and somewhere within this strict geometry
you try not to misplace yourself.
Every move carries risk;
every decision cuts through the quiet.
Advance. Offer. Hold.
At times, simply remain where you are
to avoid being eased off the board altogether.
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yet it resembles it unnervingly often:
a game that cannot be won,
but will not be yielded.
No flourish.
No final triumph.
Only the next move—
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#existence ##chess #strategy #blackandwhite #lifeasagame
#fineartphotography #visualpoetry #artseries
#bishopknightpawn #nextmove #endgame
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Black against white. Nothing more.
A board that pretends the world can be contained in sixty-four squares.
A pawn is pushed forward,
not for its strength,
but because it is the first to be claimed.
The queen governs the field,
the king trails behind,
and somewhere within this strict geometry
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Every move carries risk;
every decision cuts through the quiet.
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At times, simply remain where you are
to avoid being eased off the board altogether.
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yet it resembles it unnervingly often:
a game that cannot be won,
but will not be yielded.
No flourish.
No final triumph.
Only the next move—
and that must suffice.

#existence ##chess #strategy #blackandwhite #lifeasagame
#fineartphotography #visualpoetry #artseries
#bishopknightpawn #nextmove #endgame
#modernmyth #existentialphotography #photoart #prompt #blackandwhitephotography #pattern

“So long as I resist you, I live.” #theseventhseal
Black against white. Nothing more.
A board that pretends the world can be contained in sixty-four squares.
A pawn is pushed forward,
not for its strength,
but because it is the first to be claimed.
The queen governs the field,
the king trails behind,
and somewhere within this strict geometry
you try not to misplace yourself.
Every move carries risk;
every decision cuts through the quiet.
Advance. Offer. Hold.
At times, simply remain where you are
to avoid being eased off the board altogether.
Life is not chess—
yet it resembles it unnervingly often:
a game that cannot be won,
but will not be yielded.
No flourish.
No final triumph.
Only the next move—
and that must suffice.

#existence ##chess #strategy #blackandwhite #lifeasagame
#fineartphotography #visualpoetry #artseries
#bishopknightpawn #nextmove #endgame
#modernmyth #existentialphotography #photoart #prompt #blackandwhitephotography #pattern

“So long as I resist you, I live.” #theseventhseal
Black against white. Nothing more.
A board that pretends the world can be contained in sixty-four squares.
A pawn is pushed forward,
not for its strength,
but because it is the first to be claimed.
The queen governs the field,
the king trails behind,
and somewhere within this strict geometry
you try not to misplace yourself.
Every move carries risk;
every decision cuts through the quiet.
Advance. Offer. Hold.
At times, simply remain where you are
to avoid being eased off the board altogether.
Life is not chess—
yet it resembles it unnervingly often:
a game that cannot be won,
but will not be yielded.
No flourish.
No final triumph.
Only the next move—
and that must suffice.

#existence ##chess #strategy #blackandwhite #lifeasagame
#fineartphotography #visualpoetry #artseries
#bishopknightpawn #nextmove #endgame
#modernmyth #existentialphotography #photoart #prompt #blackandwhitephotography #pattern

“So long as I resist you, I live.” #theseventhseal
Black against white. Nothing more.
A board that pretends the world can be contained in sixty-four squares.
A pawn is pushed forward,
not for its strength,
but because it is the first to be claimed.
The queen governs the field,
the king trails behind,
and somewhere within this strict geometry
you try not to misplace yourself.
Every move carries risk;
every decision cuts through the quiet.
Advance. Offer. Hold.
At times, simply remain where you are
to avoid being eased off the board altogether.
Life is not chess—
yet it resembles it unnervingly often:
a game that cannot be won,
but will not be yielded.
No flourish.
No final triumph.
Only the next move—
and that must suffice.

#existence ##chess #strategy #blackandwhite #lifeasagame
#fineartphotography #visualpoetry #artseries
#bishopknightpawn #nextmove #endgame
#modernmyth #existentialphotography #photoart #prompt #blackandwhitephotography #pattern

“So long as I resist you, I live.” #theseventhseal
Black against white. Nothing more.
A board that pretends the world can be contained in sixty-four squares.
A pawn is pushed forward,
not for its strength,
but because it is the first to be claimed.
The queen governs the field,
the king trails behind,
and somewhere within this strict geometry
you try not to misplace yourself.
Every move carries risk;
every decision cuts through the quiet.
Advance. Offer. Hold.
At times, simply remain where you are
to avoid being eased off the board altogether.
Life is not chess—
yet it resembles it unnervingly often:
a game that cannot be won,
but will not be yielded.
No flourish.
No final triumph.
Only the next move—
and that must suffice.

#existence ##chess #strategy #blackandwhite #lifeasagame
#fineartphotography #visualpoetry #artseries
#bishopknightpawn #nextmove #endgame
#modernmyth #existentialphotography #photoart #prompt #blackandwhitephotography #pattern

“So long as I resist you, I live.” #theseventhseal
Black against white. Nothing more.
A board that pretends the world can be contained in sixty-four squares.
A pawn is pushed forward,
not for its strength,
but because it is the first to be claimed.
The queen governs the field,
the king trails behind,
and somewhere within this strict geometry
you try not to misplace yourself.
Every move carries risk;
every decision cuts through the quiet.
Advance. Offer. Hold.
At times, simply remain where you are
to avoid being eased off the board altogether.
Life is not chess—
yet it resembles it unnervingly often:
a game that cannot be won,
but will not be yielded.
No flourish.
No final triumph.
Only the next move—
and that must suffice.

#existence ##chess #strategy #blackandwhite #lifeasagame
#fineartphotography #visualpoetry #artseries
#bishopknightpawn #nextmove #endgame
#modernmyth #existentialphotography #photoart #prompt #blackandwhitephotography #pattern

“So long as I resist you, I live.” #theseventhseal
Black against white. Nothing more.
A board that pretends the world can be contained in sixty-four squares.
A pawn is pushed forward,
not for its strength,
but because it is the first to be claimed.
The queen governs the field,
the king trails behind,
and somewhere within this strict geometry
you try not to misplace yourself.
Every move carries risk;
every decision cuts through the quiet.
Advance. Offer. Hold.
At times, simply remain where you are
to avoid being eased off the board altogether.
Life is not chess—
yet it resembles it unnervingly often:
a game that cannot be won,
but will not be yielded.
No flourish.
No final triumph.
Only the next move—
and that must suffice.

#existence ##chess #strategy #blackandwhite #lifeasagame
#fineartphotography #visualpoetry #artseries
#bishopknightpawn #nextmove #endgame
#modernmyth #existentialphotography #photoart #prompt #blackandwhitephotography #pattern

“So long as I resist you, I live.” #theseventhseal
Black against white. Nothing more.
A board that pretends the world can be contained in sixty-four squares.
A pawn is pushed forward,
not for its strength,
but because it is the first to be claimed.
The queen governs the field,
the king trails behind,
and somewhere within this strict geometry
you try not to misplace yourself.
Every move carries risk;
every decision cuts through the quiet.
Advance. Offer. Hold.
At times, simply remain where you are
to avoid being eased off the board altogether.
Life is not chess—
yet it resembles it unnervingly often:
a game that cannot be won,
but will not be yielded.
No flourish.
No final triumph.
Only the next move—
and that must suffice.

#existence ##chess #strategy #blackandwhite #lifeasagame
#fineartphotography #visualpoetry #artseries
#bishopknightpawn #nextmove #endgame
#modernmyth #existentialphotography #photoart #prompt #blackandwhitephotography #pattern

“So long as I resist you, I live.” #theseventhseal
Black against white. Nothing more.
A board that pretends the world can be contained in sixty-four squares.
A pawn is pushed forward,
not for its strength,
but because it is the first to be claimed.
The queen governs the field,
the king trails behind,
and somewhere within this strict geometry
you try not to misplace yourself.
Every move carries risk;
every decision cuts through the quiet.
Advance. Offer. Hold.
At times, simply remain where you are
to avoid being eased off the board altogether.
Life is not chess—
yet it resembles it unnervingly often:
a game that cannot be won,
but will not be yielded.
No flourish.
No final triumph.
Only the next move—
and that must suffice.

#existence ##chess #strategy #blackandwhite #lifeasagame
#fineartphotography #visualpoetry #artseries
#bishopknightpawn #nextmove #endgame
#modernmyth #existentialphotography #photoart #prompt #blackandwhitephotography #pattern

“So long as I resist you, I live.” #theseventhseal
Black against white. Nothing more.
A board that pretends the world can be contained in sixty-four squares.
A pawn is pushed forward,
not for its strength,
but because it is the first to be claimed.
The queen governs the field,
the king trails behind,
and somewhere within this strict geometry
you try not to misplace yourself.
Every move carries risk;
every decision cuts through the quiet.
Advance. Offer. Hold.
At times, simply remain where you are
to avoid being eased off the board altogether.
Life is not chess—
yet it resembles it unnervingly often:
a game that cannot be won,
but will not be yielded.
No flourish.
No final triumph.
Only the next move—
and that must suffice.

#existence ##chess #strategy #blackandwhite #lifeasagame
#fineartphotography #visualpoetry #artseries
#bishopknightpawn #nextmove #endgame
#modernmyth #existentialphotography #photoart #prompt #blackandwhitephotography #pattern

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“So long as I resist you, I live.” #theseventhseal Black against white. Nothing more. A board that pretends the world can be contained in sixty-four squares. A pawn is pushed forward, not for its strength, but because it is the first to be claimed. The queen governs the field, the king trails behind, and somewhere within this strict geometry you try not to misplace yourself. Every move carries risk; every decision cuts through the quiet. Advance. Offer. Hold. At times, simply remain where you are to avoid being eased off the board altogether. Life is not chess— yet it resembles it unnervingly often: a game that cannot be won, but will not be yielded. No flourish. No final triumph. Only the next move— and that must suffice. #existence ##chess #strategy #blackandwhite #lifeasagame #fineartphotography #visualpoetry #artseries #bishopknightpawn #nextmove #endgame #modernmyth #existentialphotography #photoart #prompt #blackandwhitephotography #pattern

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