the ladies at the flaming lips show, NX35
its strange how this seems like so long ago
but how that feeling of being there with all of them has never gone away
even after they did
here’s to another set of feelings that will last forever
all set to some amazing music by the flaming lips
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Scott Partridge is a digital and traditional artist. The subject of his work matter often features nature and organic forms, but also internal landscapes, and he tends to execute his pieces in a whimsical fashion. Please visit Scott’s website or follow his Tumblr for more work.
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a moment with the flaming lips
today will mark my third moment with the flaming lips
i can only hope it will be as magical as that moment was
the fly and the spider
a desperate buzzing comes from a spiderweb in the corner window. the bulbous black fly caught in a few invisible end stings thrashes in vain. the miniscule brown spider sits several inches deeper into the web, occasionally coming closers to ensnare the beast more. it crawls down gracefully, like a dancing ballerina twirling around an enraged bull. as the spider climbs back up to its high perch it bounces with the violent tremors of the fly. despite the fly being double the size of the itty arachnid and its gallant struggle, the spiders calm demeanor as it wraps another yarn around the insect denotes who shall be victorious.
as i sit and watch from the comfort of my couch this very basic act of primitive nature occurring in my own living room, i feel torn. a tiny predator conquering a perilous prey, a bumbling being succumbing to the wit of a miniature adversary, two creatures fulfilling what nature intended for them.
but i can’t help but want to gently free the obnoxious buzzing fly and see if the spider would go for some fish food flakes instead.
can’t we all just get along?
is slow and brutal death really what nature intended for harmony?
the fly has stopped buzzing and the spider sits quietly up in its web. and i suddenly feel compelled to leave the living room.
