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Of Womb and Warrior, Driebergen, 2015, The Netherlands

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Of Bones and Bark, Driebergen, 2015, The Netherlands

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Kindred Spirits, Driebergen, 2015, The netherlands

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Sing Soil Spirit, Driebergen, 2015, The Netherlands

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Forest Skin Whisper, Driebergen, 2015, The Netherlands

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Of Border and Beholder, Driebergen, 2015, The Netherlands

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Of Guts and the Guardian, Driebergen, 2015, The Netherlands

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Of Jormungand and Yggdrasil, Driebergen, 2015, The Netherlands

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To be a poet in a destitute time means: to attend, singing, to the trace of the fugitive gods. This is why the poet in the time of the world's night utters the holy.” ― Martin Heidegger

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Dear friends,

Soon I will have a pause, there are some photographs lined up still, but other projects need attention, as always your comments, likes and reblogs are appreciated, very much so! I will be back though and looking forward to it.

For the moment I leave you with a thought of Heidegger:

“To be a poet in a destitute time means: to attend, singing, to the trace of the fugitive gods. This is why the poet in the time of the world's night utters the holy.”    ―    Martin Heidegger

Have a wonderful night wherever you are.

All the best,

Fiur

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Of Sheltered Shrine and Effigy Eternal, Driebergen, 2015, The Netherlands

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Of Voice, Face and Spine, Driebergen, 2015, The Netherlands

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Here, Worship, Driebergen, 2015, The Netherlands

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Of Embers, Eyes and the Ancient One, Driebergen, 2015, The Netherlands

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Of Wodan, Wolf And Shaman, Driebergen, 2015, The Netherlands

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Forest Skin Whispers, Driebergen, 2015, The Netherlands

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Of Spirit, Spine, Shaman and Song, Driebergen, 2015, The Netherlands