Now, apocalypse

Using the app Picfx on my iPhone, I have been playing around with some of my photos with the aim of capturing a sense of apocalypse. Enjoy…

“The sky was no longer blue. North-eastward it was inky black” – H.G. Wells, The Time Machine

“The horror! The horror!” – Joseph Conrad, The Heart of Darkness.

“And I saw as it were a sea of glass mingled with fire.” – The Revelation of St. John the Divine, 15.2

“And starward drifts the stricken world,
Lone in unalterable gloom
Dead, with a universe for tomb” – George Sterling, The thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy and Terror.

“…So when the last and dreadful hour
This crumbling pageant shall devour,
The trumpet shall be heard on high,
The dead shall live, the living die,
And Music shall untune the sky” – John Dryden, The Major Works.

“Her fetters burst, and just releas’d from prison. A virgin phoenix from her ashes risen.” – Lord Byron

“Do days exist without calendars? Does time pass when there are no human hands left to wind the clocks?” – Howard Koch, War of the Worlds: The Invasion from Mars


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