By tabularasa88 in Abandoned,New York,Road Trip,Tabula Rasa,Urban Exploring
The coming days will feature, in somewhat haphazard order, a series of photos from a recent trip to New York. There won’t be much in the way of description or narrative embroidery. Suffice it to say that it’s mostly from abandoned locales around the city. All these words, they numb the soul. Let’s look at some pictures instead?
From an abandoned asylum.
An unlucky few may happen to glimpse the fabled Dragon House out on the rolling prairies of Saskatchewan. Its unearthly glow can be seen for miles across the flatlands, providing false hope of succor for the tired and unwary traveler. Most will steer clear of the sight, knowing not quite why, save only for the remembrance of grim stories told by the Métis overheard in their youth echoing in their heads.
I feel closest to God after he’s left the building.
We were lucky enough to make our way into this church as a shaft of morning light was traversing the altar.
Perhaps one God has left, but Apollo’s eye still finds its way in every morning.
So often we spend our time wondering why, but at some sleep deprived moment the world magically transforms itself and you stop asking why and simply accept that it is as it is, and that the why is unimportant. Like when you walk into an abandoned building and find a room full of antlers and skulls.