13th Annual Smithsonian Magazine Photo Contest Altered Images
Into the Astral Realm

I've traveled so far from my body, it’s getting dark and ominous. I’ve found myself deep in the darkness of the Astral Realm. The darkness of this place always tries to find the light and corrupt it. I guess I’m probably the first game to have wondered up in here in quite some time. Didn’t take long for them to find me, they’re very hungry. I can’t let my will degrade, or else I’ll be in trouble. I've found so many lost souls. They’re in places that I that venture frequently when I’m awake, clinging, trapped in this plane for whatever reason. These twin sisters have been trapped in the decaying remains of their home for decades after their butchery. They’re just longing for closure, feeling through the passing of time the agonizing pain of seeing what was once a place teeming with the human life of their loved ones being consumed by plants, littered by rodent activity, and molded by constant rain fall. When I was in the material world and came here, that presence I felt, that I thought I heard, I see them now, I’m not loosing my mind. I can’t imagine a worse purgatory than one of being trapped in what reminds you of the life that was taken from you in red hands. Well actually, perhaps the underworld sucks too. All souls need to find inner peace, especially in life. Finding the end to all suffering is the moral thing to do.

Photo Detail
Date Taken: 02.2014
Date Uploaded: 06.2015
Photo Location: Tacoma, Washington, United States of America
Camera: NIKON D3200
Copyright: © Julian Zavala