I’ve not been very regular in posting photos this past week due to various things coming up so I decided to post today’s earlier than usual. This is also from Vienna, it is the dome of the entrance building to the huge Hofburg palace complex. Although, ideally, I’d have liked to get the whole of the dome in the shot to really bring out that symmetry (it was too wide even for a wide angle lens) I’m quite satisfied with the way this has turned out. Hope you like it as well.

Let’s go back to Vienna again. This is supposed to be one of the oldest running ferris wheel’s in the world, a more modern version of which is the London eye. You can take a ten minutes ride in it and see quite a bit of Vienna. This was shot hand held.

Yesterday, I got drunk
On-
The staccato rumble of
God’s laughter

Igniting pillars
Of crazy thoughts

Consuming
With a passion
The rare bliss
Of heavenly communion

There were angels
Dressed like drag-queens
Smoking pot and
Drenched in cool acid

The Old Man
Lay in four dimensions
Absorbing-
Layers of Earthly sin

Weird sounds
Grew from his ears
Blowing holes
Through the fabric of logic

I sifted
Through the sand
Under his feet
And found the spirits
Of mortality and immortality
Lying side by side

A curious copulation
Of beautiful extremes

We were surrounded
By a band of satyrs
Sampling the delights
Of drug induced paranoia

There was a crowd
Behind us
Filled with
Schizos and hypos
Crazies and homos
Prostitutes and publishers
Capitalists and Christians
Pornographers and politicians

All chanting
The true name
In unknown harmonics

God smiled
And created a new world
Out of the surreal images
Floating in his blank eyes

I touched
His cloak
Made of lightning and thunder
To glimpse a vision of bright orgasm

It smelt
Like burnt ozone (there)
Oozing through
The leaky holes
Of my shattered brain

Wicked laughter
Echoed around me
From time to time
Pulsing like young stars
Shattering the crowded silence

I was restless
To undream
These fantastic visions
From heavenly hell

A slow dance
Of deep bass
In the confines
Of my confused mind
Disoriented, vague

I realized
The cruel weakness
Of proletarian mortality
A class struggle
Even in utter infinity

Another macro of the flowers from yesterday. It was a pain trying to focus the stamen (or is it anther?), ended up with some nice back pain.

Moving onto other stuff, the 2006 photobloggies opened for nominations today. You can nominate your favorite photoblogs under various categories [here](http://2006.photobloggies.org/).

Lets take a break from Vienna for a little while! Instead, here is something I found in my garden the other day. Don’t know what the flower is called though. Anyone knows?

Although I had intended to post a color version of yesterday’s photo I ended up liking the way today’s photo shaped up so here it is instead. This is the same base of the Athena statue in front of the Viennese parliament, two photos of which I had posted a few days back, albeit in color.

I had gone to an amusement park in Vienna which has (apparently) one of the oldest running ferris wheel in the world. There they had a small exhibition of sorts wherein various tableaux showed Vienna at different time periods in the past. This was Vienna after WWII if I remember correctly. I might post a color version of the same tomorrow.

The same fountain as yesterday from a different angle.

Here is another one from the Viennese parliament. This is a part of the fountain that forms the base of a statue of Athena, the whole of which can be seen in yesterday’s photo. I’ll be posting a couple more photos of this fountain from different perspectives in the days ahead. All these photos were shot hand-held.

I

These
Aural delights, and
Thought poems
Light up
My grey body
With the light of
Exploding stars

—–

Blue blades
Of thought
Pass through
The low valleys
Of my mind
Setting fire
To the dry wood
Of my ego

—–

Inside my head
A dream
Unwrapping
Its maroon wrapper

Delicate, fragile
Like a child’s smile
Like a woman’s womb

I peer
I await

Snow and glow
Ecstasy and intimacy

II

It’s all sounds
Out there

Bird trills, car whooshes,
Flower blooms, wind whispers,
Insect buzzes, cycle bells,
Exhaust blows, human sighs,
Heater burps, love tweaks

And in the midst
Of this golden orchestra

Your clear tenor
Spreading wings
Singing my soul songs

—–

I missed you
Today

On cold benches
Inside my heart’s trenches
In wet paper
In my thought’s vapor
Beside empty halls
In dark cellars
Outside barred doors
Under tiled floors
Between withered trees
Around my mind’s chimneys

—–

Covered in red
I sit here
And try to imagine
The quiet warmth
Of your soft body
Entwined with mine

—–

In the new room
I sit
Old sounds
Crashing
Around me

I wait
For you
To come back
From your painful picnic

III

We dreamt
Together
Of future love
And painful patience
But you
Lost interest so fast

—–

Now
Are you happy?
Having shattered
My moving
Thought-empire
My fragile
Feeling-fellowship

——

I was looking
At the other side
When you plunged
The dagger of hate
In my back

You cut open
My lacerated heart
Like a red melon
And feasted
On the pain
On the hurt
On the seeds of love
Like a starving succubi

—–

See the rain
Sweep away the silver
From our volatile dreams

—–

I hope that
Sometimes
In the quiet solitude
Of your lonely dreams
You wonder
What if?

What if
Life hadn’t
Changed lanes
Switching to the
Opposite lane
Of slow obscurity?

——

The walls
Of familiar politeness
Are up

Let me celebrate
In silent apathy

What a letdown!
What an anti-climax!

True love
Is a perfect
Oxymoron