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Though this episode begins in a more traditional non fiction way, with many facts about how many mushrooms perish when the snow falls and temperatures plummet, the episode evolves further with a more empathetic feel. Even a mushroom documentary film maker must show the human side to the mushrooms and how they can suffer. Thus, there is a definite arc to the episode with a thrilling culmination of the collective voices of the mushroom community as they proclaim the following poem:
For days, we witnessed the ominous
“Winter is Coming!"
Well, winter is here, with it’s equal
wonder and terror
We cling to each other
like words in a sentence
without as many spaces.
We are withered, weathered,
and struggling to survive.
Lost souls shivering below flying doves
Past selves and Future selves
Culminating in a grim present moment
How much longer must we suffer and
Yearn for each sliver of daylight?
Oh, won’t some sweet soul
Come gallantly along
Crunching on the oppressive white
Pick us up out of our misery
Tear us from the dark tree bark
With all the dirt that hides under fingernails
And eat us alive?
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ENG: How do we want to live in the future? The Futurium motivates its guests to engage with different future perspectives and possibilities, and to do so in a playful way: various scenarios, an exhibition, a future lab and a forum for dialogue and discussion invite you to develop your own attitude.
The FUTURIUM building was opened on 5 September 2019 and is a kind of future museum and thus aims to answer open questions about the future. Admission is free and anyone can visit it not far from Berlin's main railway station. I personally can only recommend it. If only because the roof terrace (skywalk) offers a beautiful panoramic view over Berlin's city centre.
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GER: Wie wollen wir in Zukunft leben? Das Futurium motiviert seine Gäste zur Auseinandersetzung mit verschiedenen Zukunftsperspektiven und Möglichkeiten, und das ganz spielerisch: Verschiedene Szenarien, eine Ausstellung, ein Zukunftslabor und ein Forum für Dialog und Diskussion laden dazu ein, eine eigene Haltung zu entwickeln.
Der FUTURIUM Bau wurde am 5. September 2019 eröffnet und ist eine Art Zukunfts-Museum und soll so offene Fragen der Zukunft beantworten. Der Eintritt ist Frei und darf von jedem unweit des Berliner Hauptbahnhofs besucht werden. Ich persönlich kann es nur empfehlen. Alleine schon deswegen, da die Dachterrasse (Skywalk) einen schönen Panorama Blick über Berlins Mitte bietet.
towards the other hummer he would be confronting with his open beak from the picture I posted a few days ago which is in the comment box below if you didn't see it, which I think most of you probably have.
How's that for a lengthy sentence, LOL!
Or a lighthouse for that matter. I was reading on the internet that it’s a criminal offence here in the U.K. for a legally registered camera owner to pass within a 50 meter radius of a beach hut without grabbing a quick snap. As there were around 30 beach huts here, I was obviously looking at a lengthy sentence had I not exercised my shutter button finger (EM120119)
What a difference a Year Makes
This was December 2019 , commuting in the dark and seeing the dawn rising . as the LUAS tram passed over the M50 motorway. I have been Working From Home . since late February , this year has gone in a blur of unexpected events and lots and lots of isolation. I don't know how I feel about commuting anymore. It seems like something from a bizarre Sci-fi film now :)
We are good at adapting !
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The sentence "Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose." was written by Gertrude Stein as part of the 1913 poem Sacred Emily, which appeared in the 1922 book Geography and Plays.
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حتى عن " اصغار الأماني "
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* I do not mean anything of this sentence, I'm just impressed by this topic.
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Turning the pages a sentence caught her eyes. “A dream is a wish your heart makes”. Perhaps there was truth in those words. She had dreamed of a different life. A life with love. Surprising and unexpected love came. Time had been tough and lonely, she thought. The change was most welcoming and very invigorating.
She had felt so happy. He was a kind and charming man. Rapidly her love for him grew stronger. Every day she had longed for him like A DRIED OUT FLOWER. She had needed him like a flower needs water. So easily he had filled her heart and soul with love, hopes and dreams. She hesitated. Stop! Don't start winding yourself up. He's gone, she reminded herself. As unexpected as he came.
Her eyes brimmed with tears as she sadly realized, that she had never found the true path to his heart. Now she knew, there was no need for searching any longer. He would remain an utterly priceless treasure. In time, she hoped, the memory would be without pain. I miss you, she sighed. No, I've to forget about him, she muttered. Still she could feel him and the bond between them. She wished it would be different, but he would always be a part of her, unfortunately she knew that for a fact. Perhaps it was time for new dreams.
Just for fun -- seeing the line up of flowers in various stages seem to form a sentence using different 'words' and 'punctuation marks'!
The legendary King Arthur has a direct association with the Castle Rocks of St John, courtesy of Sir Walter Scott’s epic poem of 1813, Bridal of Triermain. The poem tells the story of a young knight named Roland de Vaux who falls in love with a mysterious woman named Gyneth, who is revealed to be a fairy queen. The story takes place in the scenic Vale of St. John, near the town of Triermain. Gwyneth resides in the castle there (Castle Rock).
Synopsis of the poem:
The Bridal of Triermain interweaves three stories, all with a Lake District setting: the eighteenth-century courtship of Arthur and Lucy, the Arthurian Legend of 'Lyulph's Tale', and the twelfth-century romance of Sir Roland de Vaux.
In order to warn his aristocratic lover Lucy against excessive maidenly pride, the low-born poet Arthur recites 'Lyulph's Tale' in cantos I-II. He tells how how King Arthur is seduced by the enchantress Guendolen. When he abandons the pregnant Guendolen to resume his kingly duties, she swears revenge. Sixteen years later, the fruit of their union, Gyneth appears at Camelot to remind Arthur of his promise that should he and Guendolen produce a daughter, she would wed the bravest of the Knights of the Round Table. Arthur declares a tournament with Gyneth's hand as the prize but instructs her to halt the combat before lives are lost. As the instrument of her mother's wrath, however, she does nothing to end the ferocious fighting, until Merlin arises from a chasm in the ground to punish her. She is sentenced to slumber in Guendolen's enchanted castle until awakened by a knight as brave as any of the Round Table.
The poet Arthur's courtship of Lucy proves successful and, following their marriage, Lucy begs him to tell of Gyneth's fate. In the third and final canto, then, he recounts the quest of the twelfth-century knight Sir Roland de Vaux of Triermain. He has heard Gyneth's legend and sets out to find the enchanted castle. Having located it in the Valley of Saint John, he successfully passes through a series of allegorical dangers and temptations (Fear, Avarice, Sensuality, Ambition) to awaken Gyneth from her five hundred-year sleep and win her hand.
Courtesy of www.walterscott.lib.ed.ac.uk/works/poetry/triermain.html
I've no idea what these flowers are, but they were suspended from an arch trellis and made a beautiful display.
The stripes may mark him as the prisoner, yet the weight rests on her shoulders. His smoke drifts free into the night, while she sits bound by silence. On the steps of the Cathedral, the roles of captive and keeper quietly reverse. Shot in Cologne, Germany with a Leica M11 Mono and Summilux 50mm.
This sentence is made of lead (and a sentence of lead gives a reader an entirely different sensation from one made of magnesium).
This sentence is made of yak wool.
This sentence glows in the dark.
This sentence was born with a caul.
This sentence once spit in a book reviewer's eye.
This sentence suffered a split infinitive - and survived.
This sentence leaks.
Tom Robbins
I wandered through southern North Dakota this past July, and mostly on dirt roads. I came across this farmstead and hay bale somewhere along the way.
It's long been abandoned and sits upon this little rise overlooking the plains as it did a century ago.
On some trips, I'll have a list of abandoned homes and such places, but on this one, I was mostly focused upon cemeteries and just seeing what there was to see.
I was happy to come across this little scene on an already pretty lovely morning.
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'Every Sentence Raised'
Camera: Mamiya RB67
Film: ORWO UN54
Process: Rodinal; 1+50; 10mins
North Dakota
July 2026
Well, hey boi! You said you dont wanna. Remember this sentence! You make me angry ~x( So dont ask me why I were angry awwww.
You fill my fantasy , the way you look takes me so high, gave me all the time I'm looking for. I'd like to thank you for all times. But now, i dont need all on it. Dont need!
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Dạo này mình mơ thấy tiền đấy :)) nhiều lắm
Nhưng sự thật nghiệt ngã rằng mình đang rất ghét tiền (thời gian này thôi :-??)
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Relax:
► PLAY (The Lonely - Christina Perri) Bạn nào đang buồn đừng nghe nhé ^^
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Only processin'
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Condamné à passer un hiver très rude
Encore un panneau stop détourné,devant des arbres enneigés se découpant sur les belles façades colorées derrière la mairie de la Croix-rousse
And they're handing down my sentence now
And I know what I must do
Another mile of silence while I'm
Coming back to you
L. Cohen