Tales of the red kingTales of the red king* A story by Beau Cyphre with a little help from Tarrant Hightopp *When the red king reigned, he told us there's a new law, and this law defines this thing called truth. Truth stands under the law, and we should understand there's only one truth in the world: The king's law. In the beginning we loved our king, we trusted his words, and we surrendered.Under the red king everything became black, and we couldn't see the stars no more. But they always existed, they were always up there, out there, beyond our hopeless thoughts. It needed a wise man to tell us about this truth. Then we started to fight.So let me think about what the red king has commanded: We should hunt him down, 'cause he's a traitor, and he broke the law in God's own country. It's always "the law" that protects the mighty, and it's always passion that breaks their rules.So when truth becomes fiction, fiction will become truth now. This is the way we communicate.When Snow fell in Mo
In Oz: Fiction's Just A Dream
In Oz: Fiction's Just A Dream* An escalation by Beau Cyphre *Isn’t she awesome? She’s so passionate about what she does, and when Diana jumps into a character she’s doing it completely, and dreams really become true. Fiction’s just a dream, but this truth comes in a totally different sense now ‘cause everything’s fiction, and we are the ones who choose what to believe in.Five days ago I wrote these three sentences in The Manhattan Universe, and I was deeply impressed by the beauty of this picture and the context of your visionary performance. So many things happen in the world right now, and maybe it's the multitude of visions that make up not just for the bigger but for the real big picture that's able to enthrall us all, teaching us about the incredible powers hidden within every body. We are vessels of the divine, and this we shouldn't forget.
8484* A poem by Beau Cyphre *Real artists are rareIn a world that isn’t really thereAnymoreTrue words are hard to find when the enemy’sSo close behind every curtain, every doorSo I’m glad to see another poet thereIn the air with our dreams speaking free of 84:We need a code nobody knows
THE ART CRIMES: LeadershipTHE ART CRIMES: Leadership* An escalation by Beau Cyphre - with an illustration by by-vertebrae * So this is the skin, and everything's about breathing, so let's get closer!Thank you for giving me the chance, thank you for letting me touch, letting me feel, letting me see: This is the way we can connect, it's the basement, the real physical ground of our world, our bodies - the substance of our souls.I wanna listen, so shh! Maybe she's willing to reveal me some of her secrets, giving me some of her powers to live a better and more meaningful life. I don't want to listen to politics anymore; I can't believe our so-called leaders who are nothing but followers trying to conquer and kill for a few bucks.I want to listen to the sounds from below, from above, from everywhere around me, letting in the vibes that have built me some time ago: I want to trust. I want to surrender to
Artist Day: by-vertebraeArtist Day: by-vertebrae* An escalation by Beau Cyphre *NOW is the time 4 devARTist by-vertebrae. Show her all the love U got, stalk her gallery these days, appreciate her art by not just giving faves (it's a too easy thing to do, isn't it?) - try to find some uplifting words and comment on her works. I'm sure she'll really like it!An Artist Day means much more than giving an artist just a one-day-span of attention, it's more like shining a spotlight on the beautiful work of an extraordinary artist. This spotlight reminds us of the wonderful things we're all capable of, and by giving the chosen artist real feedback we all show our love for the breathtaking moments that artist is sharing with us.So enjoy your time exploring her gallery, and please give something back!
In Oz: FirestarterIn Oz: Firestarter* An escalation by Beau Cyphre *Fire and ice seem to be the opposite, but they are very close to each other, almost identical forces, and both of them burn everything to the ground. So it’s no wonder that you remind me of the girl in Stephen King’s novel Firestarter, and a snow angel could become very fast an angel of fire, especially when you realize the identity, the inner core of things.And look at you: You already do!You're not just an extraordinarily beautiful girl, you're also a visionary photographer with a sense for stories, and you don’t need words to express them.