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I apologise for interrupting my normal stream to bring you my latest blog post . More images and an explanation of how this mess came about.
In the song "Flight Rather Than Fight," the lyrics poignantly capture the essence of a journey through the complexities of modern life. With its towering concrete walls, the city becomes a metaphor for the weight of existence, where solitude whispers in the wind, inviting the protagonist to transcend the fight and seek the sky. Technology, while connecting us, also highlights our separations, leading to a profound discovery of self beyond the digital glow. Like old film reels, memories flicker and reshape, urging a reevaluation of the past. Actual growth emerges from the journey upward and outward, as each step into the unknown reveals inner strength and rebirth. Time, an unstoppable river, flows through moments of mindfulness, anchoring the present. The vast and shifting world below unveils its hidden beauty, offering the thrill of discovery in every breath. Choosing flight over struggle symbolizes finding peace and boundlessness in freedom, an ever-ongoing journey of exploration.
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Keywords:
Wisdom, Consciousness, Existence, Truth, Beauty, Morality, Reflection, Discourse, Reality, Knowledge, Cosmos, Transcendence, Dialogue, Being
I like noise. It's always puzzled me why one of the goals of contemporary recording is to get rid of noise and to eliminate any element of a performance.
A young woman stands against a wooden wall of a cabin, gazing thoughtfully into the distance as the sunset casts a warm glow. The scene captures tranquility in nature.
It was,
when on the
first day
something sparked,
where we realized
that neither
space
nor time
could change our thoughts.
Being alone
doesn't seem
so lonely anymore.
We sat here,
separated by
thousands of meters
and yet so close
to each other.
Our souls touched
and
time went by.
Now I'm sitting here,
gazing
out the window,
watching into the distant night,
thinking about you
and
the first day
we met.
Sparkling stars
remind me of you.
Maybe it wasn't
meant to be?
Maybe it was <3
There;s a beautiful little church in dorset with green windows.
erm, im not really praying more thinking. Without a discussion on what i do or dont believe. But its a very cool place to think.
happy sunday!
SO - i look at alot of amazing photos everytime i go on Flickr so thought id share the love. My fave photo of the day is this one:
Yes and I finally worked out how to do hyperlinks! That was bothering me for ages
Water dwelling spiders are unique in that they live on plants that float or grow on the water. Some water dwelling spiders even live in the water itself, surfacing only to gather air which it can take down to its web attached to submerge plants. Your fish tank with plants is perfect habitat for these types of spiders.
Via:http://www.cutehomepets.com/how-to-keep-pet-spiders-healthy/
‘There is a potential of you becoming a human being but you need to activate it.’ - Younus AlGohar
How does a sustainabilist account for possible multiple potentials for what constitutes "beautiful?"
1. Country Never Sounded So Good, 2. Rainy Day Blues., 3. Forrest says, "Hey!", 4. Visit the Principal?, 5. Relax, 6. After a Long Day, 7. Top Down, 8. Friends & Relationships, 9. My Fun Job
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Have you ever gone to a funeral and spent the ENTIRE TIME wondering how it would be different if it was yours?
A self portrait in sun (through a window and some blinds).
Taken through the ground glass of my Yashica A, using the closeup lense on the Yashica and the EF-S 60 Macro lens on the 40D at 1600 ISO.
"Be a winner--learn to release nervous tension by transforming spare time into constructive effort."
Or release the nervous tension by obsessive masturbation. Either works. So grows the tree from the bent twig.
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From a series of circa-1960s D.I.Y. books called "Easi-Bild" that were published by a fellow named Donald Brann. In the beginning of each one, he wrote a little homily that tried to link up his own Confucius-like wisdom with whatever Easy Bild project was at hand.
So there would be a couple of paragraphs where he waxed poetic about some general concept essential to the good life, and then there would be a paragraph where he'd try to make you think you'd never done better by yourself than you did the moment you decided, say, to purchase the Easy Bild book on building a plywood bar in your basement.
A tragically overlooked 20th-century Thoreau was Mr. Brann.