About Me
Enlightened Photography
Pictures By Devin C. Dupree
"Turning my dreams into your visions" DCD
"Transcending Life"
Cold black metal pressed firmly on my lonely lips of frustration
I look upwards, locking a deep stare
My heart beat elevating while lost in HOPE's glare
I see vibrant greens twist and fade to solid black
A curl in her lip, each of us overwhelmed with anticipation.The moment to pursue Freedom has come
Life has opened its eyes to reveal my portal to absolute truth and understanding
In this second of realization all thoughts definitive have gone.AWAYMy future held in the hands of lifes dark assasin
My Angel of Death, no being like this have I ever encountered
I understand, more, that only with death can one appriciate life
Slowly her index finger slides back
Like the Sun carressing the horizon when the time has come for it to setClick......Barrelling down the chamber, Heated with curriosity, Comes
My Certain metalic cylinder of death
The Answers to the questions of the world I Expect
Neurotically I wait for the bullet to ejectIT'S TIME NOW.....
IT'S MY TIME NOW......
Give my searches a rest
Put my Questions to Sleep
Unlock my door to enlightenment and be there to hold my hand as we walk into a world of Infinate Possibilities.CLICK........
Restless, still, my body waits
Not this night, my life, she will take
A head full of endless Questions and a job undone
All because Judas loaded her gun.WITH DEATH ONE HAS POTENTIAL TO TRANSCEND LIFE.
Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon which your reason and your judgment wage war against passion and your appetite.Would that I could be the peacemaker in your soul, that I might turn the discord and the rivalry of your elements into oneness and melody.But how shall I, unless you yourselves be also the peacemakers, nay, the lovers of all your elements?Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul.If either your sails or our rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas.For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion; that it may sing;And let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may live through its own daily resurrection, and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes.
Some of My work
