Elvis Dylan
@elvisdylan.bsky.social
I try to see things in a different way.
#Perception #vss365
when viewing #Mars,
the sky grows larger
we unlearn language,
sensing only color,
time and distance
when viewing #Mars,
the sky grows larger
we unlearn language,
sensing only color,
time and distance
December 28, 2025 at 3:47 PM
#Perception #vss365
when viewing #Mars,
the sky grows larger
we unlearn language,
sensing only color,
time and distance
when viewing #Mars,
the sky grows larger
we unlearn language,
sensing only color,
time and distance
December 28, 2025 at 12:37 PM
December 27, 2025 at 6:36 PM
#vss365
a “good kind of ache, like the feeling you get on the first real day of autumn, when the #air is crisp and the leaves are flaring at the edges and the wind smells just vaguely of smoke - like the end and the beginning of something all at once.”
- L. Oliver
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lauren_...
a “good kind of ache, like the feeling you get on the first real day of autumn, when the #air is crisp and the leaves are flaring at the edges and the wind smells just vaguely of smoke - like the end and the beginning of something all at once.”
- L. Oliver
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lauren_...
December 27, 2025 at 5:57 PM
#vss365
a “good kind of ache, like the feeling you get on the first real day of autumn, when the #air is crisp and the leaves are flaring at the edges and the wind smells just vaguely of smoke - like the end and the beginning of something all at once.”
- L. Oliver
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lauren_...
a “good kind of ache, like the feeling you get on the first real day of autumn, when the #air is crisp and the leaves are flaring at the edges and the wind smells just vaguely of smoke - like the end and the beginning of something all at once.”
- L. Oliver
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lauren_...
December 27, 2025 at 12:08 PM
#Painting #Surrealism #vss365
At Dada Beach, there’s no #struggle.
We stroll along the sand at a right angle to common sense, casting long shadows that don’t know, and don’t care, which way is down.
At Dada Beach, there’s no #struggle.
We stroll along the sand at a right angle to common sense, casting long shadows that don’t know, and don’t care, which way is down.
December 27, 2025 at 8:10 AM
#Painting #Surrealism #vss365
At Dada Beach, there’s no #struggle.
We stroll along the sand at a right angle to common sense, casting long shadows that don’t know, and don’t care, which way is down.
At Dada Beach, there’s no #struggle.
We stroll along the sand at a right angle to common sense, casting long shadows that don’t know, and don’t care, which way is down.
December 26, 2025 at 11:52 AM
December 26, 2025 at 10:36 AM
#Christmas #Bluesky
My favorite Christmas symbol is the angel sounding a trumpet.
It’s my favorite because I feel it, and what I’m feeling is the urge to proclaim or express.
I think that’s something we all share, and do, here on Bluesky - through our #Poetry #Photography #Painting and #Music
My favorite Christmas symbol is the angel sounding a trumpet.
It’s my favorite because I feel it, and what I’m feeling is the urge to proclaim or express.
I think that’s something we all share, and do, here on Bluesky - through our #Poetry #Photography #Painting and #Music
December 25, 2025 at 11:16 AM
#Christmas #Bluesky
My favorite Christmas symbol is the angel sounding a trumpet.
It’s my favorite because I feel it, and what I’m feeling is the urge to proclaim or express.
I think that’s something we all share, and do, here on Bluesky - through our #Poetry #Photography #Painting and #Music
My favorite Christmas symbol is the angel sounding a trumpet.
It’s my favorite because I feel it, and what I’m feeling is the urge to proclaim or express.
I think that’s something we all share, and do, here on Bluesky - through our #Poetry #Photography #Painting and #Music
#vss365 #Art #Painting #Christmas #Hope
maybe
this is Christmas:
we all, #surviving
another year,
carry the hopeful light,
as best we can,
into the uncertain next
maybe
this is Christmas:
we all, #surviving
another year,
carry the hopeful light,
as best we can,
into the uncertain next
December 25, 2025 at 10:21 AM
#vss365 #Art #Painting #Christmas #Hope
maybe
this is Christmas:
we all, #surviving
another year,
carry the hopeful light,
as best we can,
into the uncertain next
maybe
this is Christmas:
we all, #surviving
another year,
carry the hopeful light,
as best we can,
into the uncertain next
#vss365
Close your eyes. See yourself moving inward – deeper, faster, and deeper and faster still. Until you reach the subatomic level.
Here, you #shoot past protons and spin around circling electrons.
Eventually, you may find
The Un-Nameable that
links us all, to each other,
to everything.
Close your eyes. See yourself moving inward – deeper, faster, and deeper and faster still. Until you reach the subatomic level.
Here, you #shoot past protons and spin around circling electrons.
Eventually, you may find
The Un-Nameable that
links us all, to each other,
to everything.
December 25, 2025 at 6:55 AM
#vss365
“#Shoot me a sign,“ I tell the sky, and a cloud cracks open, spilling confetti rain.
I dance in it until I shake off the funk I’m in.
Someone watching might think I’m lost, but I’m practicing the language of whatever comes next.
Bring it on!
“#Shoot me a sign,“ I tell the sky, and a cloud cracks open, spilling confetti rain.
I dance in it until I shake off the funk I’m in.
Someone watching might think I’m lost, but I’m practicing the language of whatever comes next.
Bring it on!
December 24, 2025 at 7:30 PM
#vss365
“#Shoot me a sign,“ I tell the sky, and a cloud cracks open, spilling confetti rain.
I dance in it until I shake off the funk I’m in.
Someone watching might think I’m lost, but I’m practicing the language of whatever comes next.
Bring it on!
“#Shoot me a sign,“ I tell the sky, and a cloud cracks open, spilling confetti rain.
I dance in it until I shake off the funk I’m in.
Someone watching might think I’m lost, but I’m practicing the language of whatever comes next.
Bring it on!