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She's a soft place to land
And a good feeling knowing
She's a warm conversation
That I wouldn't miss for nothing
She's a fighter when she's mad
And she's a lover when she's loving
And she's everything I ever wanted
And everything I need.
'Cause she's everything to me
She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go.
She let go of the fear.
She let go of the judgments.
She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head.
She let go of the committee of indecision within her.
She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.
She didn’t ask anyone for advice.
She didn’t read a book on how to let go.
She didn’t search the scriptures.
She just let go.
She let go of all of the memories that held her back. She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward.
She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.
She didn’t promise to let go. She didn’t journal about it.
She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer.
She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope.
She just let go.
She didn’t analyze whether she should let go.
She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter.
She didn’t do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment.
She didn’t call the prayer line.
She didn’t utter one word.
She just let go.
No one was around when it happened. There was no applause or congratulations.
No one thanked her or praised her.
No one noticed a thing. Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.
There was no effort.
There was no struggle. It wasn’t good and it wasn’t bad. It was what it was, and it is just that.
In the space of letting go, she let it all be. A small smile came over her face. A light breeze blew through her. And the sun and the moon shone forevermore.
... a little bit of something, gosh it's better than nothing
And in her color portrait world she believes that she's got it all.
"She's come undone
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
It was too late" - The Guess Who
Model Olivia in a version that did not deserve to be deleted.
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And she became the woman to whom love did not respond
Her skin sank on the figure of her body
And the oils behind the ball of her eyes
In resorption
و او زنی شد که عشق به او پاسخ نداد
پوستش بر قوارهی تنش نشست کرد
و چربی پشت گردوی چشمش جذب شد
... high above me
... she's so lovely
so unreal ...
woman in red ...
if I can make you smile
just for a while ...
;-) ...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=TmmSAFWhyu0
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So we're on the harbour again.
Looking south-west to Barangaroo and the ANZAC bridge.
Photographed from the Luna Park Boardwalk at Milsons Point.
Near Lavender Bay.
And here's 'The Cult' with their classic song 'She Sells Sanctuary':
www.youtube.com/watch?v=cts0VN1-wgk
My Canon EOS 5D Mk IV with the Canon 24-105mm f/4L IS II USM lens.
"Her shaft is bent and her rear end leaks, you can fix her quick with an oily rag. Use a nail as a starter; I lost the key. Don't pay no mind to that whirrin' sound. She uses a little oil, but outside a' that, she's cherry."
~ C.W. McCall
And yes.... that's actually the kind of music I listened to when I was in high school, and I wouldn't be surprised, if in a box somewhere, I still have that Wolf Creek Pass album! I guess I've always been a bit out of step... but, Hey! I was country when country wasn't cool! ; )
I wanted to get closer... but I am paying a bit more respect to "No Trespassing" signs these days!
She's very elderly. She doesnt show up much, apart from when she knows it's her tea time and she is the prettiest Caracal I have ever met.
Photographed, holding my breath, at the Ark wildlife centre which is a rescue organisation for wild animals previously kept as pets illegally.
She washed her body in my pond
Droplets all over the place
Now she is rolling around - drying up
Feet up in the air
Wings stretching
She is quite a sight
She Wolf (Falling to Pieces) - cover by Beth Lovely version^^
A shot in the dark
A past, lost in space
Where do I start?
The past, and the chase?
You hunted me down
Like a wolf, a predator
I felt like a deer in love lights.
You loved me and I froze in time
Hungry for that flesh of mine
But I can't compete with a she wolf who has brought me to my knees
What do you see in those yellow eyes
Cause I'm falling to pieces.
I'm falling to pieces . . .
Pic taken at Saint Pete City SL
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thank you Miranda Siabonne for inviting me to your project...fabulous idea ❤️