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But you, amplified in the silence
Justified in the way you make me bruise
Magnified in the science
Anatomically proved that you don't need me
Why do I desire the space?
I was mourning after you
I was lost and lost my shape
There was nothing I could do
I don't want to waste away
It was all I gave to you
Take me back and take my place
I will rise right up for you
The farmer seems not to throw anything away ..be it barn or truck! Perhaps the car and barn are holding each other up!
Happy Truck Thursday!
ɢʀᴀᴠɪᴛʏ ᴘᴏsᴇs | ʜᴏᴍᴇ ʙʀᴇᴡ - ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇ ᴘᴏsᴇ
( ʙʀᴇᴡs ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇᴅ , ᴛʀᴀɴsғᴇʀ
ᴏᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏᴏ )
ᴇɴᴅʟᴇss ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏs | ᴠᴀʟɢᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ
* ʙᴏᴍ , ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ, ʟᴇɢᴀᴄʏ
ᴋᴀʀᴛᴇʟ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟs | ғᴜʀ sʟɪᴘᴘᴇʀs
The waste dump Hoheward is a mountain waste dump in the Ruhr area. She originated from the earth of the bill Recklinghausen II, the bill to Ewald and the bill general Blumenthal / Haard. Lying between the cities of Herten and Recklinghausen, she forms together with the waste dump Hoppenbruch the biggest waste dump scenery of the Ruhr area. The highest place of the waste dump is reached with a height of 152.5 m above sea level. The waste dumps Hoheward and Hoppenbruch are a part of the route of the industrial culture and the scenery park Hoheward. Owner of both waste dumps is the regional association of Ruhr which has taken over the surfaces from the Deutschen Steinkohle AG. As a project bearer he is responsible for the removal of the waste dump Hoheward. With good view the Rhine tower about 50 km away is to be recognised in Dusseldorf.
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HEAD: LeLUTKA | Paxton 3.1 at Mainstore
SKIN: [ VENDETTA ] | Angel - Tone 5 at The Epiphany Event
OUTFIT: GASET | Willian Set at Cupid's Fault
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Explore # 336 August 14, 2008
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Song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=0SVaz8VWE84
♫You were running through me like water
Now the feeling's leaving me dry
These days we couldn't be farther
So how's it feel to be on the other side?
So many wasted nights with you
I still can taste it, I hate it
Wish I could take it back, 'cause
We used to be close, but people can go
From people you know to people you don't
And what hurts the most is people can go
From people you know to people you don't ♫
Don’t get me wrong, I mean who doesn’t love a good corrugated metal and plywood building? Just look at the texture on the plywood - enhanced by artistically placed splotches of red paint. Add to that the the metal in two colors and widths and the rusty bolts and hinges and you really have a feast for the eyes. I must say the small blue windows that one can’t see into or out of add considerably to the ambiance. I thought the blue barrel might be for hazardous waste, but now I’m thinking it is the whole building.
I'ma need those eyes focusing on me
Middle of the night, I'm the only star you see
I'ma need those hands running over me
'Cause I ain't the type to let you go easy, so.
photo taken by Stephano
Check out the full post here: interiorrhythm.wordpress.com/2019/07/20/wasting-time/
Vibes: www.youtube.com/watch?v=rSn2UFIpoCA
Thanks for riding with me with guys. Much love always.
Two of the tug boats owned by Cory, moored at their depot in Charlton and seen from across the river in Silvertown. The grey wall behind belongs to a Sainsbury's supermarket distribution centre.
The tugs tow waste materials along the river in massive barges to a recycling plant in Belvedere.
~let the hours roll by, doing nothing for the fun..a little taste of the good life...whether right or wrong makes us want to stay, stay, stay for awhile~
Before sending this blue plastic film off for recycling I lit it, photographed it and then mirrored the image.
Measurements: 2 1/2" w x 2" H
Taken using a Panasonic DMC FZ200
f/4
1/400
4 mm
ISO 100
Dedicated to RHC (ILYWAMHASAM)
Happy Macro Monday!
(Thanks very much for any comments/favs, much appreciated.)
What I hate the most about us, is that we could have been happy.
What a waste.
So many things left unsaid,
Questions we didn't ask,
Answers we didn't get,
Doubts, ignorance,
Screams we didn't utter,
Words we didn't say enough,
Or words that we haven't heard.
And tonight, here's the end of an eternity that never really started.