Homonculus III by NoobasaurUS

Bryce • Fantasy • posted on Jun 05, 2009

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Welcome friends and visitors!!!!!! This is a Bryce render with post work in Photoshop...Thank you for viewing and any/all comments....HAve a wonderful day and happy creating!!!!! ******All lyrics/poetry stories Copyright 2009 Rob Custer******* ****All characters, ideas, subject, places, etc. purely fictional**** ****************For entertainment purposes only**************** HOMONCULUS III Suppertime... Tune in, turn on, drop out, I say it's priceless... You say it's worthless... I say it's cheap... Something you can't keep... It can only be worth, It's use on this earth... The widow has a dinner guest, Nothing he does matters much.... He's so out of touch... The place she has laid is so inviting... My red is blue, your blue is red... Your life is lived inside your head... Be confident on a sinking ship, Because all ships sink... It's not what you do, It's what you said you did, And how you say what you said... It's not what you did, It's what you did, you said, And how you do what you did... One lid's closed, the other is shut... Each neuron fired for another nut.... Zoom on the focus of little to naught, While the web of perception keeps you caught... You have your glass, your china, your tinker toys, Your moms, your dads, your girls and boys, You wallow in smut that makes you smile... A penny a thought, five dollars a mile... You know you are the widow's guest, Her hourglass figure your last conceit, As death hands you your final receipt... Who says you cannot pay the price? You know that it's crap to roll the dice... Yet your trapped by the parallel, The vertical your only shell... You are lost and found and lost again, As thoughts race by like cars on some highway... Some you will see again, Some travel for miles before they see light... You stop and ask directions, Only to realize, you know where to go, As if you needed a blow-by-blow...

Comments (19)

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maarten_galle

11:06AM | Fri, 05 June 2009

nice concept you created, the image has something trippy about it because the lights don't seem to make sence and all the bright almost fluorescent colours accentuate this in a subtle way great work 5+

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Fidelity2

11:22AM | Fri, 05 June 2009

Very well done by you. 5+.

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hipps13

12:29PM | Fri, 05 June 2009

sometimes to realize back where it started seems crazy but life is wonderful work, Rob have a wonderful weekend warm hugs, Linda

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lyron

12:50PM | Fri, 05 June 2009

Fantastic lighting and textures. Great work!!!

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vintorix

1:43PM | Fri, 05 June 2009

It is well and good to introduce some varm colours to offset the blue. So the lady has set the inviting table, the trap is ready..;) Beautiful composition that I could hang on my own wall at home..

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3x3

4:05PM | Fri, 05 June 2009

cool composition with great lighting x 5*

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myquad

6:47PM | Fri, 05 June 2009

So very well done! Great job!

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prae

8:41PM | Fri, 05 June 2009

fascinating image

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clbsmiley

9:39PM | Fri, 05 June 2009

Isn't it always what you said and did.... what you thought may have been without action... As I say at work you never know until they run. And I keep reminding my friend to quit harping about the past, you can't change it, you can only move forward. Even If you try to stand still, or feel like you are standing still.... They are still leaving you behind. You may cross paths again, they go in endless circles. And intersect when you least expect it. Love the overlay lighting.

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