So while you figure out the self timers, the running, and the angles, I think it is time to reveal something about, what purports to be, a Power Moon...
(self photograph by Runcil Rebello, moon incidental)
He is the mafia
that
controls
the Tides
in the lives of folks.
A millennium
of
watching
the earth go by
below,
he sees
the new upheavals
as the innards
convulse
destroying
the dreams
of a Zen Nation.
And he does nothing
as the Tides,
his chamchaas,
suddenly rebel
and swear allegiance
to the
convulsing One,
crashing and wiping out
in one giant wave
those men
women and children
that
had done no wrong.
This Moon,
like our ministers,
who do aerial surveys
after calamities,
shamelessly
comes
amazingly,
closer than ever
and pretends to look
concerned.
Power Moon ?
beautiful pic..the moon was beautiful that day
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