
pass through the gateway into an
upside down world, where phantasms
of reality hang in reflective suspension,
captivated by crystalline magicks that
unveil both twisted truth and embittered
lie, a distorted glass through which to
view an unfathomable future, and instead
discover an abundance of possibility
enfolded in bright baubles of corruscating
light as the spirits of green spaces rejoice
at an eager heart’s reconnection

For day 92 of 365 Days Wild I decided to have a play around with my new lens ball. Or, as I like to call it, my crystal ball. I do also have a smaller one of these… but I seem to have mislaid it. It seemed like the perfect time to replace it with a full sized one! I expect the little one will reappear in a coat pocket, somewhere, sometime.











Very well and intriguingly done
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Thanks, Derrick. Lens balls are a fascinating photography tool to play with. π
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These pictures really are magical. I don’t care what the science says – it’s magic!
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I agree!
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I enjoyed the images and beautiful language of this poem; I imagined that the crystal ball-like sphere belonged to a sorceress. It reminds me of the palantir from The Lord of the Rings.
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Thanks. I’m very glad you enjoyed it. Fantastical stories about sorcery and magical crystal balls tend to be the direction my thoughts go, too! π
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Your fascinating lens ball intrigues me. I want one now…! π
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They’re great fun and you can capture some wonderful images. ππ
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