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Nightmare, Before Christmas

Posted in Canon EOS 450D by Knutsvik on December 9, 2010

Wednesday, 8th December 2010.

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  1. B. said, on December 9, 2010 at 10:03 PM

    If I hadn’t read the tags I would have guessed a man out Christmas shopping… ;-D

    • Knutsvik said, on December 10, 2010 at 11:59 AM

      haha – one should always read the tags, B. Christmas shopping next week, btw – oh, the horror, oh, the horror 😉

  2. z ... said, on December 12, 2010 at 1:55 AM


    I do love the Structue……
    Such ohhh kind off dissolving attitude…
    He just disappear into the Nothingness
    and ohhh I do not watch the TV so
    I have never seen the alive program Image…..
    Anyway it makes me Chill
    as I feel You have just Kill Him….?


    • Knutsvik said, on December 12, 2010 at 3:09 PM

      ah, Madonna, My Beloved, we are constantly surrounded by images and sometimes the distinctions between them becomes unclear and the images blur and the lines between the real and the unreal breaks down in our unconsciousness – the unseen breaks through and becomes abject reality and concrete nothingness, some call this television, a nightmare-like unreality of images, imagery and imagination, My Beloved Madonna …. and as he just disappears into nothingness his Killer kisses thee, as he just disappears his Killer kisses thee, My Beloved….

  3. z ... said, on December 12, 2010 at 1:59 AM


    Ohhh Structure, pardon….


  4. Silje said, on December 12, 2010 at 11:18 AM

    I’m with Bubbles on this one…a stressed out man. In the last minute before closing time. What to get for the wife…? Why the hell are we doing this anyway? For some guy’s birthday? And as it turned out. We even got the date wrong…


    Ps, but I like white shirts. It’s clean.It frames somehow, rather than becoming a dominating fashion statement.

    • Knutsvik said, on December 12, 2010 at 3:18 PM

      haha, hey S, ooh, I’m calm, cool and collected before Christmas (as always 😀 ) I quietly enjoy the simple things in life like herring in mustard sauce as the world run its crazy course all around me 😀

      and oh – whenever a gentleman wears his tailormade suits he should wear a white shirt. always, baby 😀



  5. z ... said, on December 12, 2010 at 10:00 PM


    Mmmm….so ohhh, how I love Your thoughts My Knight
    Your Words make me think and fantasize yes, Blur
    Unclearance, Breakage, Unconsciousness, Unreality ….
    Ohhh…” nightmare-like unreality of images, imagery and imagination ”
    And ” the unseen breaks through and becomes abject reality and concrete nothingness ”
    That is the gift of the Artist, to reach with the Unconscious hand or eye
    for that which only the Unseeing Eye can see—-
    To grasp the Unseen Truth beyond and bring it
    into the World of the Seen….mmm haha ohhh…..
    and…obviously the Unseen can also be about Nothingness
    This confronts us, unsettles us but ultimately
    enlightens us as to the Truth of….? Of ? I do not know….existence ?
    Yet I feel there is a Genesis of Spirit in it….Intuitive Vision of— IT—-
    The Truth that is revealed as we progress towards—what ? Enlightenment ?
    Marvelous, Mild, Meditative Eve, My Knight of Unseen Nothing
    Love YOur Mind so


    • Knutsvik said, on December 13, 2010 at 10:58 AM

      ah, My Beloved, the Paradox of Existing in the Parallel Kingdoms of the Seen and the Unseen, to Serve at the Hands of Conscious and Unconscious Masters, to Worship at the Altars of Despodent Beauty and Ugly Despair, to be Released into Everything and Nothing, to Devour and be Devoured is always Unsettling and Enlightening, and I Can Tell and I know My Intuitive Madonna of The Altar has both been Kissed and Blessed by the Truth as the Spirits Moved Inside Her Naked Being …. and for This Thy Knight Kisses Thee, Madonna, for This Thy Knight Kisses Thee …..

  6. z ... said, on December 14, 2010 at 6:47 PM


    Ohhhh…I ponder on Your Words still….
    Divine, Delightful Dreams of Delicious Decadence
    for the Evening My Devouring Knight of a Dream


    • Knutsvik said, on December 15, 2010 at 12:14 PM

      oh, My Madonna of The Altar, I Dream of Mortal Sin and Unknown Pleasures and Your Soft Flesh and Whispers In The Night and the Heat of Your Open Fire … oh, I Dream, My Madonna of The Altar, oh, How I Dream ….

  7. z ... said, on December 15, 2010 at 11:49 PM


    Ohhh…Everything of true meaning that I experienced
    happened through the Art, Meditation, Love
    Pain and Divine Energy and a Dream….
    Through Your Presence, Thoughts, Words and Images I feel
    connected to the Divine Energy dwelling beyond and within
    I just adore so Your Energy My Knight and ohhh…I just adore it
    and I worship the Dream and I feel so Happy within it


    • Knutsvik said, on December 16, 2010 at 10:06 PM

      ay, Madonna of The Occult, My Mistress of Darkness, to Experience True Meaning Is a Blessing, and True Blessing Can Only Be Found In Transgression, and True Transgression Can Only Be Found Within Oneself, For That Is Where One Should Look And There, In Chthonic Communions, In Dark Embraces, Is Where True Meaning Is Born, Madonna of The Occult, For There, In The Flesh, Is The Fountainhead of Art, Medtation, Love, Pain, Divine Energy And Dreams To Be Found, There, In Chtonic Communions And Dark Embraces, My Polish Madonna Of The Occult, Is The Fountainhead Found – In Chtononic Communion And Dark Embrace …

  8. zamoysky said, on December 17, 2010 at 1:23 AM


    Mmmmm ohhhhhhhhhh….
    You are My Spiritual Knight Master
    and I love Thee so !


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