Heeeeyyy!

Sorry for being so late with this but truth is, it was hard to choose  someone. You guys did a great job last week and your art became more beautiful than ever.
Yeah.. that's right.. it's all about beauty. I daresay everything is beautiful. Even the ugliest of things as its beauty. And that's why we do this thing called ART. It clearely means: "A Revelation of the Truth".

Okay.. I'll stop this nonsense and cut to the chase

For this week I chose a Dragonfly! Yes, a wonderful poet and photographer with the power to take you high above the clouds and let you feel the pain behind the words.
Behold ~hypermagical

I consider her to be a writer of amazing skill. Most of us (such as myself) just write whatever goes in our mind.. But this person is different. She writes whats in your heart... that my friends, that's what connects us to the sky.
Thank you for let us have hope

Some of her awesome work during last week:
False EternityDisillusioned youth was less common in those days, 
I assure you, the people even more set in their ways,
murderous and unforgiving, yet unaware of the lie they were living
convinced that faith is stone, they cut faces into gods, they thought
ignorant that being made rendered useless the very gods they wrought.
Shiny carvings into stone, faces, figures, blessed unknown,
Murders, slaughters, sacrifices of the weak, preaching sins and what they seek.
Forgiveness is not for all, all who do not have will now fall!
Greed consumes the mortal mind, rage is all that's left behind!
Amidst it all I rose and found the sun, disowned him for the moon
then sought the horizon, again and again warned my father that doom
would befall him if he didn't seek a better way to live and be 
I wasn't willing to follow the dark and deadly rules,
trying to bring some light into the lives of these fools.
Guilds of anti-gods were formed, wars rose higher, nothing to atone!
They all represen Within A BoxIt's a prison for the minds of haunted souls
an odd prison, not large enough to contain its prisoners
and yet it encompasses every fiber of their being 
in silent, silent spaces.
Haunted souls are searching for the key
there is no key, but they don't know any better
and what harm could it do? Hope is better than nothing
here's an unlocked open door for you.
Little trinkets haunt souls with their questions
and we want answers, but they won't give
anything away. Very smart,
you know the world is ending soon.
(The best of which are only
crude descriptions of the magic
they are looking for.) The Pen, The SwordJust lovely
I was happy to fall asleep
in the welcoming arms of your words and
you were unaware that you held me
so close, and so carefully
from the moment I didn't hear you speak
to the taste of every sentence you spoke
I knew you were the very truth that I'd
been seeking all along
Just barely
I was loathe to fall so deep
in the sharpened edges of your words and
you were too aware that you had me
so close, and so carelessly
from the second I heard you break
to the taste of every sentence you broke
I knew you were the very truth that I'd
been avoiding all along

I know you like Reading that! Go check her GALLERY

Again, I apologize for the extremely late Featuring
This is it for now!

Keep smiling folks and don't Forget to
I'm open to suggestions