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Phuoc An Hoi Quan Pagoda (Hội quán Phước An)
Address: 184 Hùng Vương, Phường 12, Quận 5, Sài Gòn, Việtnam
Nam Mô A Di Đà Phật
Building: [Schultz Bros.] Bordeaux Cottage in the Builder's box
Find out more about the Builder's box at: buildersboxsl.com/
Tia Biscuit - [Tia] Sylvia Bathroom @ Shiny Shabby
[Tia] Sylvia Bathroom - Silver Bathtub - Adult
[Tia] Sylvia Bathroom - Silver Veil Canopy
[Tia] Sylvia Bathroom - Flower Vases
[Tia] Sylvia Bathroom - Side Table
Tia] Sylvia Bathroom - Water Jugs
[Tia] Sylvia Chair (textures hud)
[Tia] Sylvia Bathroom - Plank Rug
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[Tia] Valarie Candle Fireplace
[Tia] Valarie Silverleaf Wreath
Shiny Shabby Event maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Shiny%20Shabby/133/89/22
Tia Biscuit Mainstore:
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Natacha Hartoldsen - Knick Knacks:
Lace curtains: 2 lace curtain - flying 1
Knick Knacks mainstore: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Le%20Sixieme%20Sens/246/6/...
"Não sei quantas almas tenho.
Cada momento mudei.
Continuamente me estranho.
Nunca me vi nem olhei
De tanto ser, só tenho alma. "
“Às vezes sou o Deus que trago em mim
E então eu sou o Deus e o crente e a prece,
E a imagem de marfim
Em que esse Deus se esquece
Às vezes não sou mais que um ateu
O mundo rui ao meu redor,
os meus sentidos oscilam
Bandeira rota ao vento
Busca um porto longe uma nau desconhecida
E esse é todo o sentido da minha vida.”
(Adaptação de Maria Bethânia - Não Sei Quantas Almas Tenho - Fernando Pessoa)
my own translation:
"I don't know how many souls I have.
Every moment I changed.
continually feel me strange.
I've never seen me or looked
From being so, I only have soul. "
"Sometimes I'm the God that I carry in me.
And then I'm the God and the believer and the prayer,
And the image of ivory
Where this God forgets
Sometimes I'm just an atheist.
The world crumbles around me,
My senses oscillate
Torn flag in the wind
Searching a port away, an unknown ship
And that is the whole meaning of my life. "
Visit this location at Delicatessen _Tell Me a Story in Second Life
Deep inside the slot canyon and about 40 yards deep from the surface, I stopped to look up and was overcome with emotion of how vast and beautiful our planet can be. I wrestled with the light on many occasions. I hope this conveys the beauty I witnessed.
"Wind howls in my hair
The world stops when you come this near
Starlight on your skin
The sky sways as you pull me in
And I... I wanna swim in your ocean
I... wanna know how to love again
Take me into your arms
Sirens call
How fast I fall
Beneath your waves
No storm can take
My eyes from you
Crash down to my knees
Their fears and hopes flood over me
Your hand finds my own
And shows me that I'm not alone
Now I... I'm diving deep in your ocean
I... see the way to redemption
Sight and all the other senses are only modes of touch.
Samuel Butler
tones: Isabelle Lafranceand Bärbel's PS/PSE actions
texture: Cris Buscaglia Lenz and SkeletalMess
This old building is two blocks from my house. It has been repurposed and that is a good thing.
Happy Slider Sunday
Monument Valley, like no other place on earth. This formation is called the EYE.
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Is it so hard to satisfy your senses?
You found out to love me you have to climb some fences
Scratching and crawling along the floor to touch you
And just when it feels right you say you found someone to hold you
Does she like I do
Baby tell me does she love you like the way I love you
Does she stimulate you, attract and captivate you
Tell me does she miss you existing just to kiss you
Like the way I do
Tell me does she want you, infatuate and haunt you
Does she know just how to shock and electrify and rock you
Does she inject you, seduce you and affect you
Like the way I do
"Like the Way I Do?" ~Melissa Etheridge
There is nothing more pleasing to the eyes than rose bushes and pleasant to the nose than the scent to ...
The roses here this year are absolutely gorgeous huge vibrant and full of aroma 🌹..
"A real feast for the senses, autumn is a time of plenty in every imaginable way."
- Judi McLeod
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Sometimes you need to take a risk to get the shot you want. This is a viewpoint from the side of the road, but standing in a normal position there's a cable hanging in the view... so lying down on the road was the only option to make this image. Only shortly before the train was at the right spot though, our ears the most concentrated of our senses.
SBB Re 4/4-II, Wassen 25-1-2016
I press a few more in the album. Does anyone remember their Mother heating up the iron? The meadow smell of the leaves, the smell of the hot wax rising from the still -warm page?
when you can settle yourself down enough.... stop and not only smell the roses, but feel them too. The petals are such a soft feeling against your cheek. :)
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Anastyle - Vivienne White Outfit
Rigged for LaraX - Legacy - Kupra - GenX - Reborn - Peach - Star bodies.
Available at SWANK:
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Anastyle Mainstore:
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Hair:
DOUX - Brooklyn hairstyle at Equal10
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Has heat that cuts through the static sky
With its coffee stained clouds
Breathes an uneven dust
Will not back down even if you
Offer him a Stroopwafel
It’s a pity he’s wrecking the city
But he is honestly just a big angry kitty
Who holds grudges over hundreds of years
Senses our utterly human fears
No flood here
But flames and the Black Death may abound
Wherever Dutch monsters are found.
**The above photo was taken in Amsterdam and is a remnant of fliers left on a telephone pole, conveying secret messages and urban fairy tales that very few people pay attention to.**
**All photos and silly poems are copyrighted**
White Peony, like Vanilla, fantastic.
Still very plump bud, but starting to unfurl.
The Peony, so luscious and romantic, pure joy for all the senses.
The common thread is that the flower always denotes luxury and indulgence.
My favourite... Lol, thank you for your time and comments, M, (*_*)
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Peony, white, leaves, single, solo, plump, bud, curves, studio, square, "conceptual art", design, black-background, "Magda indigo"
Spring heralds a kaleidoscope of colors, painting the world in vibrant hues that awaken the senses after the hibernation of winter. As nature emerges from its slumber, delicate pastel blossoms adorn trees like confetti, infusing the landscape with a sense of renewal and hope. The tender green of newly sprouted leaves dances in the breeze, casting a fresh blanket over the earth. Fields burst forth with a riot of wildflowers, their petals a tapestry of pinks, yellows, and purples, attracting bees and butterflies in a colorful ballet. There is a symphony of colors that invigorates the soul and reminds us of the beauty of new beginnings.
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It is you that I see
When I awake
This vision in my head
As I open up my eyes
For the first time each day
Heart beating so very close
Warm within my soul
It is you that I hear
Each time I listen from my ears
Your voice…so clear
Even in the silent moments
It is you that I taste
At the tip of my tongue
Past beyond my lips
Consuming into one
It is you that I smell
So vividly crisp
The scent of you a reminder
That you are near
It is you that I touch
Feeling your skin
The very layer that envelops me at night
That soft knowing feeling you are there
It is within these senses
That I live and breathe
Knowing that I am alive
Expecting so little in my sustenance
And wanting just a bit of time
Just to be…with you
LFA
Sorry for so many selfies in a row...I haven't been out much lately to get some new shots of things other than myself...