“Christmas In The Valley” by Juvi x Paris


I’m from a place built upon corpses,
the sanctuary is a structure of ashes,
The devil’s plate is the angels toilet,
no wander the demons are so angry,
But if the angels protect,
please don’t leave me now,
Expand your gold plated wings,
and send me to heaven,
but first take me through hell,
My mother said no wise men exist,
that’s wisdom in itself,
But if the foolish man listens to the wisdom of someone other than he,
perhaps someone else,
Then knowledge is crass,
and smiles are frowns begging for help,
So tear my rob,
sip from my glass,
and spit on my crown,
But no man cane be tainted while he lives on this world,
If that man knows what it’s like to be free underground.
The flames they’re a scorchin’,
my tears they dried out,
I’m lost in this heaven,
This heaven in hell,
It’s Christmas down in the Valley,
It’s a celebration down South.

Digital Noise Episode 89: Hey Joe, What d'ya know?
We hate to throw yet another curve ball at you loyal Digiephiles, but this week we introduce ANOTHER new member to the Digital Noise megaverse: Joe.

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Tomino’s Hell

Here’s the cursed poem Tomino’s Hell, enjoy yourself and don’t read aloud if you know the legend then you know why not to read it aloud.

The older sister vomits blood, the younger sister spits fire.
Cute Tomino spits treasured jewels.
Tomino died alone and fell into hell.
Hell, darkness, with no flowers.
Is it Tomino’s older sister that whips?
The number of red welts is worrisome.
Whipping and beating and pounding,
The path to eternal hell is only one way.
Beg for guidance into the darkness of hell,
From the golden sheep, from the nightingale.
How much is left in the leather bag,
Prepare for the endless journey into hell.
Spring comes and into the woods and valleys,
Seven turns in the dark valley of hell.
In the cage is a nightingale, in the cart a sheep,
In the eyes of cute Tomino are tears.
Cry, nightingale, for the woods and the rain
Voicing your love for your sister.
The echo of your cry howls through hell,
and a blood-red flower blooms.
Through the seven mountains and valleys of hell,
Cute Tomino travels alone.
To welcome you to hell,
The glimmering spikes of the needled mountain
Stick fresh punctures in the flesh,
As a sign to cute Tomino.

Japanese Macaque soaks in the volcanic springs of Jigokudani (Hell Valley) near Yudanaka, Japan.

I am finally getting to this shoot in my #Project365 and it makes me long to go back. Look for more monkeys in the coming weeks!

#SnowMonkeys #Mammals #Wildlife (at 365.dougdaulton.com)