Thou I Walk Through The Valley Shadow Of Death I Shall Fear No Evil Art

Southeast Asia. Modern day. Nearer to the city now, the bus thumps and bumps to a slower pace. Grinding gears mark spaces between dirty children, playing obliviously in the road. Neither village nor metropolis, outskirts have no identity: Just a blurry line of encroachment; a temporary half-life on the way to something more. Dust springs up from the tires of trucks headed both ways on the road. A little girl stands crying in a mud puddle; her brothers laughing from the sides. She has to learn rejection to participate in this brutal, belonging dance. A little life, and a little death for a product truly worthy of its name: a good woman is hard to find.
bicyle resting against a wall
A massive Carolina wolf spider crouched on moonlit leaf litter at midnight, glossy charcoal body with subtle cream lance markings, eight reflective eyes glowing emerald from a flashlight beam, long hairy legs poised to strike, dewdrops on silk threads, hyper-realistic macro photography,
“And he made his grave with the wicked, and with the rich in his death; because he had done no violence, neither was any deceit in his mouth.” (Isaiah 53:9, KJV)
In days to come I stood amazed, walking through that forest, at the blazing symphony of color it brought forth, seemingly just for me. I grew to love my friend’s words in a new way, through the astounding beauty of the spectacle he knew was coming when he said them. I was young then, and didn’t know I had many autumns ahead of me.
“And cast ye the unprofitable servant into outer darkness: there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth.” (Matthew 25:30, KJV)
And now, thou who hatest insolence; thou who dost abound in mercy; thou who art the protector of all things; appear quickly (3 Maccabees 6:9 Brenton)
A captivating and serene portrait of a young Roseate Spoonbill juvenile standing gracefully in its natural wetland habitat. The bird's plumage is a delicate and soft pale rosy-pink or peach color, much lighter and more muted than the vibrant pink of its adult counterparts, with touches of white or very light cream feathers, particularly on its head and neck. Its characteristic long, spatulate (spoon-shaped) bill is prominent, though it might be a slightly duller gray or greenish-gray than an adult's. The juvenile spoonbill stands in shallow, calm water, possibly surrounded by lush green marsh grasses, reeds, or mangrove roots. The background is a soft-focus wetland scene, hinting at a warm, sunny day with serene water and distant vegetation, perhaps with a clear blue sky or a gentle sunset glow. The lighting is soft and natural, emphasizing the subtle, beautiful peach and rosy tones of its feathers and the unique texture of its plumage. The overall mood is one of quiet elegance, youthful beauty, and peaceful observation in nature." impressionistic watercolor painting, soft washes of color, delicate brushstrokes, ethereal atmosphere, focus on color blend and texture"
bicyle resting against a wall
Place this text in the foreground of my newly generated Vintage Film Burn image… “Dawn, gentle, beginnings of a new day lighting our paths and illuminating our way…. I’ve always thought of you with love and warmth and hardly questioned why… always felt a special bond that’s led to years of friendship and smiles… I found in you the gentle spirit of a certain truth and could NOT look away because in you I saw proof…..of HIM…” Also include an image in the background of a soft sunrise seen over an ocean’s horizon A Dawn to Remember….by JPRussell
And now, thou who hatest insolence; thou who dost abound in mercy; thou who art the protector of all things; appear quickly to those of the race of Israel, who are insulted by abhorred, lawless gentiles. (3 Maccabees 6:9 Brenton)
And now, thou who hatest insolence; thou who dost abound in mercy; thou who art the protector of all things; appear quickly to those of the race of Israel, who are insulted by abhorred, lawless gentiles. (3 Maccabees 6:9 Brenton)
“And he made his grave with the wicked, and with the rich in his death; because he had done no violence, neither was any deceit in his mouth.” (Isaiah 53:9, KJV)
“For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus hath made me free from the law of sin and death.” (Romans 8:2, KJVA)
And now, thou who hatest insolence; thou who dost abound in mercy; thou who art the protector of all things; appear quickly (3 Maccabees 6:9 Brenton)
And now, thou who hatest insolence; thou who dost abound in mercy; thou who art the protector of all things; appear quickly to those of the race of Israel, who are insulted by abhorred, lawless gentiles. (3 Maccabees 6:9 Brenton)
Macro Photography Style, Bokeh Background. A close-up, low-angle shot of two kittens' paws and faces peeking through a mountain of crinkled metallic silver wrapping paper. Include high-detail shredded ribbons, curly gold bows, and scattered glitter. In the background, the blurred, twinkling lights of a Christmas tree create a soft glow. The focus must be razor-sharp on the tiny whiskers and the reflective sheen of the torn paper.
“For thou, Lord, shalt bless the righteous: thou hast compassed us as with a shield of favour.” (Psalms 5:12, Brenton)
“For thou, Lord, shalt bless the righteous: thou hast compassed us as with a shield of favour.” (Psalms 5:12, Brenton)
Express without words “Let love be without dissimulation. Abhor that which is evil; cleave to that which is good.” (Romans 12:9, KJV)
a man is walking in the rain with his reflection in the water
And now, thou who hatest insolence; thou who dost abound in mercy; thou who art the protector of all things; appear quickly to those of the race of Israel, who are insulted by abhorred, lawless gentiles. (3 Maccabees 6:9 Brenton)
“For the needy shall not alway be forgotten: the expectation of the poor shall not perish for ever.” (Psalms 9:18, KJV)
A red devil vampire crab with a red and black body and claws, and black legs, perched on a mossy stream bank, surrounded by glistening damp moss, wet leaf litter, jungle twilight, ultra-realistic macro wildlife photography, cinematic volumetric light,
In days to come I stood amazed, walking through that forest, at the blazing symphony of color it brought forth, seemingly just for me. I grew to love my friend’s words in a new way, through the astounding beauty of the spectacle he knew was coming when he said them. I was young then, and didn’t know I had many autumns ahead of me.
bicyle resting against a wall
Detective in rain-soaked alley
Do not use words to express “Therefore say, Thus saith the Lord GOD; Although I have cast them far off among the heathen, and although I have scattered them among the countries, yet will I be to them as a little sanctuary in the countries where they shall come.” (Ezekiel 11:16, KJV)
They shall build houses and inhabit them; they shall plant vineyards and eat their fruit. and my chosen shall long enjoy the work of their hands.
First century Palestine on the road toward Jericho. In a treacherous pass, a man lies on the roadside, beaten half to death. A passerby with a donkey is trying to help. The story of the good samaritan.
bicyle resting against a wall
A hyper-realistic, documentary-style photograph of the ancient Hebrew army from Judges 20:11. The low-angle perspective is within the ranks, showing thousands of battle-hardened men in leather and bronze armor. Focus on a tight group of soldiers actively clamping and interlocking their massive, round bronze-faced shields. Their muscles are strained, veins bulging, as they grip the shield edges and spear shafts, physically causing themselves to be fused into one solid unit (Hithpalpel causative-reflexive action). The pattern repeats (Reduplication) in an endless, rhythmic grid of humanity and metal. Dust rises, sweat glistens, faces are set in absolute, synchronized determination. Cinematic golden hour lighting (the vivid amber-orange of a Jerusalem sunset) catches the edges of the bronze, adding intense color and depth. Shallow depth of field, incredible historical texture, 8k resolution.
“For thou, LORD, wilt bless the righteous; with favour wilt thou compass him as with a shield.” (Psalms 5:12, KJVA)
They shall build houses and inhabit them; they shall plant vineyards and eat their fruit.
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
bicyle resting against a wall
Macro Photography Style, Bokeh Background. A close-up, low-angle shot of two kittens' paws and faces peeking through a mountain of crinkled metallic silver wrapping paper. Include high-detail shredded ribbons, curly gold bows, and scattered glitter. In the background, the blurred, twinkling lights of a Christmas tree create a soft glow. The focus must be razor-sharp on the tiny whiskers and the reflective sheen of the torn paper.
Macro Photography Style, Bokeh Background. A close-up, low-angle shot of two kittens' paws and faces peeking through a mountain of crinkled metallic silver wrapping paper. Include high-detail shredded ribbons, curly gold bows, and scattered glitter. In the background, the blurred, twinkling lights of a Christmas tree create a soft glow. The focus must be razor-sharp on the tiny whiskers and the reflective sheen of the torn paper.
Macro Photography Style, Bokeh Background. A close-up, low-angle shot of two kittens' paws and faces peeking through a mountain of crinkled metallic silver wrapping paper. Include high-detail shredded ribbons, curly gold bows, and scattered glitter. In the background, the blurred, twinkling lights of a Christmas tree create a soft glow. The focus must be razor-sharp on the tiny whiskers and the reflective sheen of the torn paper.
1 Peter 4:3 (KJV) For the time past of our life may suffice us to have wrought the will of the Gentiles, when we walked in lasciviousness, lusts, excess of wine, revellings, banquetings, and abominable idolatries:
This day, though, I hiked another autumn wood. Eastern Europe ancient; overgrown. So thick the view was dark at just a few feet off the path. All red and yellow; orange and brown, a million trees, each one in blazing preparation for long, frozen winter. I cannot but recall my friend’s words, lasting long, though he did not, and the instant truth that follows. Looking upward at the fiery canopy, matched against the bright cerulean sky beyond, I embrace autumn! Winter surely comes one day, but spring beyond. I have a winter to prepare for, but it is not yet.