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well our guide seemed relaxed, he was more interested in texts than anything else... if only we knew if he was guiding the shadows to us or showing our way out... oh... it would be so much more comforting if the exit was up rather than down... was crystal city above us or below?
He is the most lovely,kind,friendly,honest and genuine guide in Bali.He speaks perfect English and his Greek is better than mine (self-taught & he has never visited Greece) ...
Isn't it unbelievable ?
" I describe not men, but manners; not an individual, but a species." Henry Fielding
“Twilight campfighter
You build your fire into an open wound
You want us to feel better
On these darker trails
With light revealing holy grails
To hike through dangerous weather
You need twilight eyes”
~From the song by Guided by Voices,
“Twilight Campfighter”, written by
Robert Pollard
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"Inside my empty bottle I was constructing a lighthouse while all others were making ships." ~ Charles Simic
#MacroMondays #MyFavouriteNovel(Fiction)
Discovered the fun of double exposures last week, and decided to try it again.
Background image; Terry towel on a dark blue glossy paper.
The towel is, according to the book, a must for universe hikers,
Why I chose this book?
Lots of fun and irony.
And surprisingly realistic ;-)
One of two Egyptian lighthouses in Crete, this one at Rethymno built in the 1830s. Crete, Greece.
Travelling on Tuesdays (retrospective).
Guide dog Zita working at station, waiting for the train,
With a fresh summer trim.
Taken by the owner, iPhone
If I held out my hand for you and told you that I needed help. Would you take it? If I told you that I felt lost and alone in the bleak darkness. Would you guide me back to the light? If I told you that I was ever so close to the edge. Would you tighten your grasp to keep me safe? If I told you that my strength was depleted. Would you help keep me steady? If I told you that my will was all but gone. Would remind me of why I should continue to fight?