DeeAshley:
.sound.of.my.thoughts.
DeeAshley:
.sound.of.my.thoughts.
DeeAshley:
.sound.of.my.thoughts.
DeeAshley:
"Starry Starry night Paint your palette blue and gray. Look out on a #summer's day with eyes that know the #darkness and the #light. Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffodils. Catch the breeze and the winter chills in colors on the snowy li
DeeAshley:
.sound.of.my.thoughts.
DeeAshley:
The tragedy is over. ..,
DeeAshley:
My World of Stars Made Manifest so All Can See Where I Am Meant to Be. Like Magic.
DeeAshley:
.sound.of.my.thoughts.
DeeAshley:
The tragedy is over. ..,
DeeAshley:
.sound.of.my.thoughts.
DeeAshley:
.set.me.free.so.that.I.may.see.all.the.beauty.in.front.of.me.
DeeAshley:
Prophets and Roses
DeeAshley:
The tragedy is over. ..,
DeeAshley:
.sound.of.my.thoughts.
DeeAshley:
Slowly Dripping Toward This Plane
DeeAshley:
.sound.of.my.thoughts.
DeeAshley:
Who ever said “Time heals all wounds,” was never mortally wounded.
DeeAshley:
The Breath of God
DeeAshley:
Big Sur Blooms (2010)
DeeAshley:
.all.in.these.perspectives.
DeeAshley:
.sound.of.my.thoughts.
DeeAshley:
Just Jack!
DeeAshley:
That's right.., a lonely, rainy, sleepless night... This photo is from my car driver's seat, courtesy of a Whataburger flood light near my parking spot...
DeeAshley:
My World of Stars Made Manifest so All Can See Where I Am Meant to Be. Like Magic.
DeeAshley:
Prophets and Roses
DeeAshley:
Who ever said “Time heals all wounds,” was never mortally wounded.
DeeAshley:
The tragedy is over. ..,
DeeAshley:
Who ever said “Time heals all wounds,” was never mortally wounded.
DeeAshley:
my windows are open but my blinds are shut.
DeeAshley:
Have you ever seen an anatomical bi-ped? Here is a cross section of the typical cerebellum of the aforementioned Breather.
