Nostalgic Green

Nostalgic Green, the color of youth and hope,
Deflecting images of the past into the future,
Mounds of history covered in green, burnt to ashes,
Oceans of fire burning the flames of hope,
Against the emerald past,
Pushing the future towards nostalgia…
Looking back at the good old days,
Too far to remember, too close to forget,
But the color remains as the world moves on…

Through the supernovas of creation,
Through the flames and ashes of oblivion,
Nostalgic Green lives through it all,
After the ages of dinosaur domination,
After the ages of human in habitation,
And beyond the creation of imagination,
The emerald past remains…
And the green future thrives,
When time destroys all…
From one race to another,
We all coexist with the color of nostalgia…

Looking ahead, the mounds of history
Waiting to be uncovered, covered in green,
Inspiring images of yesterday to live in today’s reality,
Reality in a world surrounded by green, nostalgic green.

Concrete Forest

“Concrete Forest” is reminiscent of 1960s-1970s architecture and the typical concrete construction in Hong Kong. This photo was taken at Peking Road in the bustling Tsim Sha Tsui district in the Kowloon side of Hong Kong.

Concrete Forest.  Photography by AC.

Concrete Forest. Photography by: AC.

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You can hear a round of applause,
When a gallant American soldier falls,
Deep down the dark halls,
The applause amplifies as time stalls,
Everything is quiet and still,
Even in the midst of a painful shrill,
Even in the Midst of someone being killed,
You can still hear the thrill,
Screaming and yelling so loud,
Each one saying, “I’m so proud,”
I sit there and I’m like wow,
Look at the time now, somehow,
We have been here for a hundred years,
While American Soldiers are out there shedding tears,
But do not fear,
Because they’re fighting for freedom’s sake, dears,
So do not shed any tears,
The end is near; look it’s almost here,
But when is almost, someone asks,
Almost is almost, was the reply,
Almost is when we can no longer try,
When man can no longer cry,
When we can no longer ask why,
Almost is when we can only sit and sigh,
When we reach the limits of the sky,
Almost is when we rot and die,
That’s soon enough, right? Almost…

On the Shores of a Beautiful Lake

On the shores of a beautiful lake

An epitome of excellence

The opulent stucco walls

The luxury yacht

Soaring sails shine on thie glamourous midsummer night

Life is a Comic

Life is a comic…
And we are all characters,
Individually useless,
Collectively destructive…
We live, laugh, and love,
Cry, agonize, and die,
For a reason we know not,
Our souls are all too fraught,
Burdened by intellect,
Weighed down by conscience,
Each step towards the future,
Is a step back into the past,
A year older, a year wiser,
Is also a year nearer to death,
An endless cycle of despair,
Where our characters take shape,
Accumulate persona and wealth,
Love and kinship and family,
Then again back to the dusts,
Into nothingness we go,
Our successes and failures,
Our pleasures and pains,
Are comics of another,
Somewhere beyond human thought,
After a hundred year’s living,
After the pains and pleasures,
We experience in life,
Nothingness becomes our life,
The dusts and sands and debris,
We carelessly stampede upon,
Is what will become of us,
The little flower we crush,
The little bee we squash,
The seemingly emotionless,
Animals we eat, will feast upon us,
Into dirt we become and the little flower,
Absorbs our energy for its growth,
And again we turn into nothingness,
A comic we are, intended for laughter,
Somewhere someone designs our character,
Bestows us the ability to love and care
For one another, but in the end can never
Be together, for pure humor, acts that someone.

The Blight of Overgrowth

Despite the rapid economic growth and industrial development in China since the 1980s, skyscrapers left unfinished in the middle of the central business districts are a common sight. Whatever the reason, here they sit, for the next ten, maybe even twenty or thirty years, before they actually get developed. This is the blight of overgrowth.

Unfinished Office Tower, Shenzhen, China

Unfinished Office Tower in Shenzhen, China, photography by AC

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