thomas.jamieson:
Something is missing.
thomas.jamieson:
This is the end.
thomas.jamieson:
The allegory of social justice.
thomas.jamieson:
In the begining.
thomas.jamieson:
A mixed metaphor.
thomas.jamieson:
A refutation of abortion.
thomas.jamieson:
Some empty promises.
thomas.jamieson:
An army is for killing.
thomas.jamieson:
The story of string.
thomas.jamieson:
Why a goat?
thomas.jamieson:
When things were different.
thomas.jamieson:
Babel and the weaponization of language.
thomas.jamieson:
Sticks and stones...
thomas.jamieson:
A morality play of sorts.
thomas.jamieson:
The first fish, a parable.
thomas.jamieson:
A display of sensuality.
thomas.jamieson:
The persistence of science.
thomas.jamieson:
This mortal coil.
thomas.jamieson:
The sin-eater feeder, a tale of woe.
thomas.jamieson:
Luck is nonexistent.
thomas.jamieson:
Still life with Mondrian colors #1
thomas.jamieson:
Night becomes the day - a memento mori.
thomas.jamieson:
Redux - Arrangement in grey and black.
thomas.jamieson:
Day becomes the night - a memento mori.
thomas.jamieson:
Still life with Mondrian colors #2
thomas.jamieson:
A question without an answer.
thomas.jamieson:
Postmodern Potluck - a meal devoid of flavor.
thomas.jamieson:
An object of consternation.
thomas.jamieson:
The self-imprisonment of assumed diversity.
thomas.jamieson:
Like a semblance of symmetry.
