Thursday, August 11, 2022

Air floats










Nicole Page-Smith, photographs and writing 





Air floats






Icicles tend to cloud your thinking as your nose drips and silently you weep in the snow. Frozen over with cold thinking you almost feel a freeze out of human warmth. Cold frosty nights tend to isolate the stars in the sky like they are sharp as ice and appear to mystically inform you of God as though the stars are piercing your brain. The message from God feels so strong. We are stars for God like ice and snow are for winter and shine. We shine the cold white light of winter.

Warmth is needed. Brisk frosty nights are followed by sunny days and the cold white light of winter clouds reflecting snow sharpens your thinking. Did we miss god's message from the heavens and skies, above, being born? You almost feel we would have been better placed if like animals we were born outside underneath the stars. Are the windows in our home not facing the right direction without a view of the stars in the evening or the sky? The biblical understanding of stars may not be about anywhere where you were born if you were born under the Milky Way, God gave you an understanding of your future like milk to your brain. The alien feeling of the starry abode informing your mind like all of nature where a flower equals the most complicated mathematical equation on Earth take you to the complicated form our bodies equal and you feel star where you should feel flesh and blood. We breathe oxygen.

Are we space aliens or science fiction for God not being the stars in the heavens?

Maybe we are star. We are heavens where we are God. God and the heavens are one. Stars hold your name in heaven and you wait for your place. The indication of clouds float through your mind but there is a science to oxygen, O2. Air floats.







 

 

Thursday, August 4, 2022

Snow and ice










Nicole Page-Smith, photographs and writing




Snow and ice





Darkened clouds hold snow and the rain falls. Snow flurries persist throughout the night and cover the ground with snow. All manner of creature silent during winter are vacant as the wind roars through blowing with the sound of ice and snow. Trees blow in the wind.

Snow falls and the wintery landscape establishes the beginning of long days of the cold dark months of snow. The middle of winter always seems the coldest, ice blows through the trees with snow. The dark trees seem bare and the cold of the landscape is desolate. Cold and ice breed ill feeling of darkened thoughts while clouds gather together. Cold howls through with wintery blasts ready for the silence.

Silent, long, winter months, follow and dark clouds persist. The unilluminating cold reeks of gloomy unlit days without sunshine but the nights are full of stars. The moon drifts often through the clouds and the sky seems to speak of former romantic landscapes and centuries of brooding thoughts. Lonely is the night on the cold, melancholic, nights. Silent hours traipsing through the snow cloud your mind with wintery thoughts and philosophy. Stars shine equations to you during the crisp nights and the trees stand silent. The wintery nights breathe snow and ice.







 

Thursday, July 28, 2022

God is time










Nicole Page-Smith, photographs and writing





God is time





Earth fell and kept falling through space. On the daily spinning axis of Earth, people fall a little, too. They fall as though gravity moved slightly and when you close your eyes you may feel a sensation of moving forward. Maybe one day the gravity will make us be on such a lean like trees on cliffs blown back from storms. We may travel like we are flying but walking on such an angle may cause problems of seeing where we are going. Therefore, like a spindle god holds the string and we stand upright. Falling, Earth continues to fall, through space. 

When clouds descend on your mind you feel you may have your head in the clouds but thoughts tend to darken your mind and they are like heavy rain. Falling like the earth, time descends on our bodies pulling with the weight of life, our body, close to the earth. If gravity did not exist, we could live forever, floating on air pockets like clouds. Time is God.

As your earthly body is drenched with life, God is time.





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Friday, July 22, 2022

Does "god" hold the string?










Nicole Page-Smith, photographs and writing





Does "god" hold the string?





Clouded with ideas of future places on the other side of brooding weather out to sea, lands to be reached in years to come. Moody thoughts like the weather clear and dreams to come will be realised. You see as far as the darkened rain clouds pouring rain into the sea and past the horizons to the places occurring with visions. Dreaming and feeling and travelling the skies with the stars at night, multicoloured, wild beasts, roam and have always been there like we are reflected in the sky. Are they big dinosaurs from another time or just wild animals yet to be on the Earth that we see in dreams and looking at the sky? Creatures of astrology.

Wild creatures ride the skies at night and have been communicating with mythology for thousands of years. Are we lightyears away from an understanding of who we are? Planets seem to spin and move around the Sun and Winter finds the Summer, months occurring on the opposite end to the Earth. All that we are we see reflected on Earth. The plants and animals are in the sky. Starlight and past asteroids, meteorites and other space debris are our human being substance. We glow like the stars and feel rocklike but are not fossilized. Perhaps gemstones maybe a better description for our inner human being, blood and bones or spirit and soul but our inner starlight causes the glow. Our astrology reflected wild animals.

The calm after the storm brings sunshine and you feel the landscape needed the moody weather and was refreshed by the rain. Once again stars come out at night and shine upon you informing your star. You feel as encoded as some algebraic equation and the stars hit you like rocks in a starry way without falling out of the sky. We are an example of star matter and all the heaven's hold. Reflected animals of the astrology of zodiacs of the circle of heaven known on Earth, all we can see with a telescope or binoculars, read our horoscope and inform us of the future. We are like kryptonite from another planet but getting planetary, we are all the heavens and all we see is reflected in us. We are plant when we are tree or earth when we are water but as the rivers and streams swell only to quieten, the cycle of the earth continues. We spin and revolve around the Sun like other planets and the heavens spin on their cycle with heavenly bodies. The wild animals of the zodiacs roam the skies in the evening like clouds pass over during the day only to inform our heart of all the past for infinity and the past includes the future. As stars we shine for "god'.

God is our major star as the earth is a star. Stars shine as clouds are pregnant with rain. Our major earth star is ourselves as we are star for "god". Stars and "god" have a lot in common as they are the same thing. We are star for "god" and shine. The clouds drift with a full moon and linger, darkening. On a favouring moon beware of the night for the forest is dark during the night but use the moon to guide your way. Use your star as a guide in the forest, we beam and they shine. Shining star obey me. 

Oh God are we star? We linger in the sky but do stars shine, there? We are star for "god". God has stars that see you at night, walking and shooting stars can be seen very seldomly with comets. Comets and stars, planets and the heavenly bodies above can be seen at night in the sky, while asteroids and meteorites fall. While we sleep all number of heavenly bodies above us spin and fall. Earth falls slightly everyday through the heavens but we do not notice falling although the stars above move in the sky. The stars above us do not seem to move in the logical pattern of the Earth spinning on an axis and go backwards and forwards becoming smaller or larger, diminishing or going further away like a flower pattern or we are like a spindle. Does "god" hold the string?










 

Thursday, July 14, 2022

Clouded with thoughts










Nicole Page-Smith, photographs and writing





Clouded with thoughts






We walked along and travelled through the clouds. Thoughts of flying did occur but the clouds drifted on by. Seeing through the fog was difficult and thoughts of strange gothic tales lingered. The town felt eerie and cold as though something strange had entered the harbour. Nights of cold, damp, weather persisted and everyday was like traipsing through a forest although the slush and leaves were just the footpath in town. Native birds finding their way through the forest at night would be less affected pecking their way through the undergrowth. Old towns throughout Europe darkened by soot and pollution feel less darkened by a lack of sunlight by day. Clouded with sludge and slippery, dirty, footpaths through ice and snow my thoughts tended to blacken as though the fog had descended.

Thoughts, drift and like the clouds and fog lifting, the footpaths dry and the wintery debris of autumn leaves from storms and wild rain, disappear. Storm clouds and the snow tend to go away, melting and drifting like thoughts, a storm of thoughts on your mind. The calm before the storm.

Snow of worth and flurry, further forward. While the clouds abate there is a strange sense of calm. Snow storms create a magic as though spirits drift in or another kind of substance is almost godlike in the wind. The snow beats on the window and curls around as though a supernatural force is at work, large piles gather in the corners of the yard while a white dusting appears on the seats and the grass. We are gathered around the door and the cat is covered in snow. All night the wind makes a strange sound and the surrounding countryside echoes the wind. Snow storms often melt away before dawn. 

Snow storms bring the spirits of the snow and they do not feel human. Wind curls around and blows from the quiet of the land where most animals have hibernated and people are indoors. The wind tends to blow and howl around anything it can wrap itself around blowing over the ice. Is the wind looking for people to inform them of the snow? Howling through the vacant paddocks and the land to the mountain tops the noise of snow-covered places is eerie. Darkened light precedes the snow.

The darkness of brooding clouds moving and blackening the sky gives a heavy feeling of a gothic tale of skies clouding your thoughts as the bad weather drifts to sea. The warmth before snow is refreshing to dry the pavements but the skies reflect a different mood. Island weather makes you feel there is too much swirling seas but the storms blow off and the rain falls into the water and lakes, the sun shines again for the snow to fall. Such moody skies and brooding weather can be unsettling and your mind drifts to better times. Calm thoughts are a little hard with the threat of snow but the magic of the wintery landscape is to follow. Brooding thoughts.










 

Wednesday, June 23, 2021

Clouded with thoughts






Nicole Page-Smith, photographs





Clouded with thoughts





Raining puddles of water, evaporate. And the puddles blowing away with the clouds, the angels fly back to heaven. Were they angels we saw or just a sunny day? Reflections on the water and water and the rain disappearing, we fly our thoughts up to the sky, past the clouds. Flying with the angels to where they live you travel past the moon and all the planets to the Sun. Sun and angels appear through windows but reflect the light of the sun. Floating off they appear in the depth of the ocean or for infinity in mountains. God and the mountains. Birds fly but trees, the trees call you back from the mountains and the birds fly like angels, upwards and the clouds beckon them as trees remind birds of home. A place or reality barely exist and you are taken to clouds blowing, blowing around on a windy day. The rain drifts and through the clouds bursts of sunshine appear on the ground. Mountains assume another name while thoughts and angels fly off for another day.

Angels live in the clouds and like the birds, fly. Flying angels, fly. While flying birds think of god, angels are their eyes but angels are god and fly with the birds, flying. The wind carries the clouds like thoughts covering the sky with clouds of thought sometimes drifting and others full coverage. Clouds linger on the mountains with impending rain but drift in the sky. Clouds, birds and angels are like your relationship to god and glide. Our relationship with god is with the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit is amongst us. Mountains reach the clouds and are like thoughts, thinking. Thinking thoughts are also like mountains rising out of the clouds. Days of thinking and contemplating mountains with clouds and thoughts of god, an illumination with the clouds. Lingering, clouds and thoughts with your head in the clouds, drift. If your head was a mountain, would you think like the clouds? Glowing with the light through clouds you are left in contemplation of light with a mountain of meditative thought. The sun shines brightly, illuminating clouds. Thoughts ruminate and stir and oceans of light reflect the sea. We think and god sees us thinking with the clouds covering you like mountains. Clouds and thoughts, thinking.





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Clouded with thoughts.











 

Tuesday, June 22, 2021

Like water or rain






Nicole Page-Smith, photographs





Like water or rain





We dream. The sea buoyantly moves about with waves and the wind. Fish find the waters too hard to swim around in and head for sheltered spots but the sea lions love to roll and tumble fishing while they are able to be tossed about by the ocean with no competition. The fisherman dream of better weather at home. The fisherman's hut is not for a long stay. A future following the seas out to as far as the eye can see is past the emotional life of the sea to places of dreams. Rolling and tumbling with dreams your mind tends to wander to places once travelled and experienced. You wonder if your dreams could be met as they travel far away from your current life not at sea. Are your dreams out to sea or somewhere a reality could never realise? Are they dreams or just a future place? Rolling onto another time you feel the eye of god is perhaps an inner eye to see and know a future life. Past all the dreams you have ever had and to where your heart may find a comforting place to be is where you rest. Longed for places are always there like your heart can rest nowhere else until you satisfy its need dreaming of a future and taking yourself to that place. The eyes of god hang like stars in the sky at night looking at your future but dreaming for you a mathematical dream of how long it is going to take you to realise your dreams. Oh, the equation only known to god is one and one is two. You are guided by the stars but always roll your ideas out to sea, ideas ebb and flow to the place.

There, their eyes are illuminated by stars and look skyward. The place is vivid by day and stars along with Earthshine are brighter than night. You would not think angels could see during the day but often their thoughts appear to wander. Earth is a place not frequented by their species but looking at the Earth they see the stars and long for a starry heaven. Sometimes, an angel's time on Earth is short-lived and they go to another place like the sea or the mountains regularly without thinking, transported by God. Earthly feet are not what angels possess although sometimes they are human. Places are not really where they frequent like water or rain.