wes wilson ~ pen on paper ~ 1968
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wes wilson ~ pen on paper ~ 1968
some long exposures of my Hyperion hoop
#Distorted realities have always been my cup of tea. #distortion #glitch #tea #dope #physcedelic #lemontea
I told you I would not breathe it in, the toxicity of each take is what broke me free though. Okay, just one. One will do me right. Dancing, I break free. Taking shape into anything you want to be. What do you want to be tonight? Shit, wait. How long has it been? Have I been asleep? Were you always next to me? Am I still falling down that hole? You promised me so many things, what happened to all those dreams? Okay, here we go again. Hold on, tight. Tighter. As tight as you can because tonight, tonight we’re flying. We’re flying and I’m falling down that hole again. The hole is getting deeper. I awake. But was I ever asleep? Aware. To become aware of reality for five seconds then fall back again. Scared. To no longer feel present within your mind and your body. Lost. Not knowing where you are, and I mean that in every way possible. Psychedelic powers. Craving more each time. Wake up. Listen to my voice; you are okay. I see images that I thought were already in existence. Words spill out of my mouth uncontrollably, one by one each secret is told. I am in a state of mind where I feel, vulnerable. Vulnerability. That is my biggest fear, because anything can happen at that point. You have no control and you never will until it all goes away. But for now, just let the toxic air take over you. Allow it to happen and don’t fight it. Don’t fight it because it will only make you more aware of your instability. Just please stay with me, distract yourself in every way possible. Stay with me right now. Breathe. To become aware of your surroundings but forgetting what you said five minutes ago. But you never said anything five minutes ago? Wait, yes you do. No, you didn’t. Stop making dreams up like you always do. It’s happening again. This time it’s painless. Why are you here? Why am I here? Where have you been? How long has it been? How much longer will these feelings of submerging through a mirrored reality last? I don’t want to be this way anymore. Make it go away. I’m laughing but I don’t want to anymore. Make it stop. Just hold on for a little longer, it’ll be okay I promise. Illusions. Awoken. Okay. Breathing. Sweating. Aware. Conscious. It’s all over now, you’re okay.
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Some good night’s are ahead of me