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She´s a nightowl.
Not supposed to wake her up when the sun is up.
A very rare, pre-coffee, portrait.
“In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die. Where you invest your love, you invest your life. Awake my soul.” - Mumford and Sons, Awake My Soul
Wall art mural project on Beatty St. Some great work by Hi-Fi Murals:
Here's what the rest of the image looks like:
“The last I saw of Count Dracula was his kissing his hand to me, with a red light of triumph in his eyes, and with a smile that Judas in hell might be proud of.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula
Visit this location at Tails and Zaria's Home in Second Life
Night has always pushed up day
You must know life to see decay
But I won't rot, I won't rot
Not this mind and not this heart,
I won't rot.
And I took you by the hand
And we stood tall,
And remembered our own land,
What we lived for.
One of the joys of democracy in action was seeing ex-tory Chancellor George Osborne able yesterday, the last day before polling, to use his editorship of the Evening Standard to say "all is forgiven I'll take that Lordship now".
"My dreams are a cruel joke, they taunt me.
Even in my dreams I'm an idiot who knows he's about to wake up to reality.
If I could only avoid sleep, but I can't.
I try to tell myself what to dream.
I try to dream that I'm flying.
Something free.
It never works."
Vibrant flowering trees and calla lillies line the architecture of Oia, Santorini as the sun warms the sky and landscape
Posted a bunch of new photos from our trip to Greece... I only really captured some scenes from Santorini, though. Click through and tell me which one is your fav/or least fav:
"you live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. the symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. the second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. that is all. it appears like an innocuous illness. monotony, boredom, death. millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. they work in offices. they drive a car. they picnic with their families. they raise children. and then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. some never awaken."
- anaïs nin, the diary of anaïs nin, vol. 1: 1931-1934
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You don't realise how fast a swan can glide until you see it's moved so fast you cut the reflection off.... a lesson I should have learned in earlier shots and forgot all about ;)