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last sunday on the way to the Harz mountains, the ever-grey mist lifted up and a miraculous light showed a fairy-tale landscape!
A dream postman is born sharply at midnight, at the last strike of the clock. His elephant-like body is all covered with an abundance of pockets, each of which holds a dream: good colourful dreams and ropy black-and-white nightmares, pieces of childhood memories, sets of incoherent pictures, random voices, music that will never be composed, visions of non-existent cities, faces long forgotten, faces that one cannot forget.
As soon as the dream is delivered to the recipient, the pocket is stitched up. Each postman receives a daily dose of human dreams, and he has to deliver them in 24 hours. When the clocks start striking midnight, the old postman vanishes into the thin air, and with the last strike the new one is born. There are no dreams that can be seen between the first and the last strike of the clock.
I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
'Cause no one else cared
After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving
When I'm done here?
So if you're asking me
I want you to know
When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed
And don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest
Not the normal view from Dream Lake. Winds here were at 40+mph and snow was falling pretty heavily. The group I tagged along with split up here with about half of them continuing on to Emerald Lake. Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado.
“Dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go; be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do.”
The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle.
Dream
Face is the mirror of the soul.
And this work has captured the soul of the trip.
To sleep during the long exposures.
I'm dreaming of a simple life. Just going to work from 7-15 then back home and enjoying the rest of the day. No thoughts about tests and examinations. Life could be so easy.
Sunday, 16 November 2014
dreaming of the spring to come - this is a hedgehog cactus bloom...there are about 45 hedgehog species of the family cactaceae, native from central Mexico to the western United States
There has been a settlement at Kyrenia since the 10th century BC, but the harbour today was shaped most by the Venetians. When they gained control of Cyprus in 1489, the Venetians fortified the island against possible invasion by the Ottoman Empire. At that time Kyrenia was the most important port on the northern Cyprus coastline, a little too close to the mainland for the Venetian’s comfort. So, they built impressive defences for the town, although when the Ottoman invasion did come in 1571, the Venetians gave up without a fight!
Cyprus44: The North Cyprus Travel Guide
"...la crisi di identità del singolo nella contemporaneità , in cui spesso ci rendiamo conto che la rappresentazione che abbiamo di noi stessi non è quella che gli altri hanno di noi , così scopriamo di essere uno , nessuno e centomila..."
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