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Resistance is futile.

I would crush all that which resists my influence.

All will be as grains of sand after me.

Time means nothing.

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6 Responses to Deathgrip

  1. dulzimordash says:

    Reblogged this on Nature’s Abhorred Vacuum.

  2. So many lovely photos in your posts! This poem of yours made me think of Carl Sandburg’s poem, Grass. I love that poem. Thanks so much for stopping by my blog.

  3. Celia says:

    glorious photograph. perhaps the most dynamic picture of a rock i’ve ever seen . . .

  4. Geo Sans says:

    always love exploring

    those fascinating small


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