“Look mummy, there’s an aeroplane up in the sky”… Helicopters flying over the reactor at the Fukushima Daiichi site, dumping seven-ton loads of water in an attempt to cool the containment vessel. If plutonium will be dispersed into the wind we all want to be pretty much elsewhere. But depending on how the wind blows in ten days the nuclear cloud could be above our head anywhere. There are four kinds of carcinogenic isotopes released when a nuke plant blows: iodine-131, cesium-137, strontium-90 and plutonium-239. Plutonium is not only the most lethal of the four, but it also hangs around the longest. This is “apocalypse now”? I’m still hoping not, but once again I’m wandering why we always fuck it up somehow? And once again, the most reasonable answer is because we can. That’s what Mr. Obama meant when he said: “Yes, we can”? Unconsciously probably yes.
I was always fascinated by the Magick of the nature, “Clouds and Birds Chasing in My Head” always (listen to the song)
. All the time the most Magick things are right under our nose and they are the most simple things – usually. Or up above our head. I select some shots I captured with my camera in the last few years – actually 84 pictures from a few hundreds – and I think it’s a kind way to show a little bit of what we have and what we can loose.
“Did-did-did-did-you see the frightened ones?
Did-did-did-did-you hear the falling bombs?
Did-did-did-did-you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter
When the promise of a brave new world
Unfurled beneath a clear blue sky?
Goodbye, blue sky.
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