Ghost Hunting
View allAll Photos Tagged ghost
Это село Гамсутль, находится на высоте 1500м над уровнем моря. Добраться сюда можно либо пешком, либо на лошадях. Идти не особо далеко, но всегда в горку. К подножью мы добрались уже под дождем и начали веселое восхождение по скользкой глиняной тропе в ручьях стекающей воды. Примерно на полпути началась самая настоящая гроза, с сильным ветром, громом и молниями. И тут выяснилось, что я забыл свое пончо в машине. Пришлось снимать куртку и накинуть ее поверх рюкзака, который еще не просох после утреннего ливня. Мы решили не возвращаться, а продолжить путь наверх, в надежде сделать несколько снимков. Абсолютно промокший я шел и гадал, какие снимки можно сделать в грозу и стоит ли вообще забираться на скалу, когда вокруг молнии. К моменту когда мы вышли к Гамсутлю, гроза уже бушевала довольно далеко и нас поливал утихающий дождь. Мы сделали привал на чай. Согревшись горячим чаем мы от души посмеялись над нашим внешним видом: грязные и мокрые, одним словом - фотографы. В итоге мы конечно же сняли то, за чем пришли, ничего особенного, просто аул-призрак в грозу.
Спасибо, что прочитали
This is the village of Gamsutl, located at an altitude of 1500m above sea level. You can get here either on foot or on horseback. Not very far to go, but all the way up the hill. We reached the foot already in the rain and began a cheerful ascent along a slippery clay path in streams of flowing water. About halfway through, a real thunderstorm began, with strong winds, thunder and lightning. And then it turned out that I forgot my poncho in the car. I had to take off my jacket and throw it over my backpack, which had not yet dried out after the morning downpour. We decided not to return, but to continue our way up, hoping to take some pictures. Absolutely wet, I walked and wondered what pictures can be taken in a thunderstorm and whether it is worth climbing a rock when there is lightning around. By the time we got to Gamsutl, the storm was already raging quite far and we were being watered by subsiding rain. We made a stop for tea. Having warmed up with hot tea, we laughed heartily at our appearance: dirty and wet, in a word - photographers. In the end, of course, we captured what we came for, nothing special, just a ghost village in a thunderstorm.
Thanks for reading
This morning we woke up to a blanket of fog. I went down to the harbor thinking the fog might give some nice drama.
When I first got here you couldn't see more than a few hundred feet in front of you. The ships were completely covered. I set up my tripod thinking I'd catch them as the fog burned off.
Well I stood there for over an hour and suddenly the fog started to burn off so I started clicking away. It completely burned off within a minute or two so I packed up my stuff and I was walking away it came right back as thick. It did all burn off before the event started.
Top and Tutu skirt : Dead Dollz - Dead Dollz - Harajuku. In Dead Dollz main store. The silver version was in Monthly Midnight Madness last weekend, and now available for 50 L in the Last Chance vendors.
Ballet pointes : Mosquito's Way - Giselle.
Hair : Tableau Vivant - Summer Bummer hair
Head : Lelutka - Aida.
Skin : Glam Affair - Lena - 04. At K9.
Pose and fence prop : Le Poppycock - Altered State - Ghost Dancer. At TLC The Liaison Collaborative.
Decor :
Scene : (Milk Motion) cloudy dream scene. At C88
www.youtube.com/watch?v=rW0RZ6hCOkE
Ghosts are Gone
What happened to her
I thought she was here
Through the eyes of love
I saw her through her tears
I saw her smile
I saw her move on
Like a ghost through the fog
The ghost is gone
What happened to them
I thought it was here
Through the eyes of a child
After all these years
He wasn't true
He wasn't clear
Oh no not even to his song
The ghosts are gone
Gone are the ghosts
Now forgotten
Yea...
Gone is the lost world
It's easy to change
Gone are the lost girls
Gone are the lost girls
The girls went home
What happened to them
They opened their doors
They walked right through
They knew it was wrong
Wrong to be swept away
To think they belonged
Now there's only sadness
The boys are gone
Gone are the ghosts
Gone is the lost world. Yea
You're too crazy to change
But never forgotten
Gone are the lost girls
Gone are the lost girls
Gone...
The girls went home
What happened to him
I thought he was here
Through the eyes of love
I saw him through his tears
I saw him smile
I saw him move on
Like a ghost through the fog
A ghost through the fog
Close to the fog
The ghosts are gone
I saw him smile
I saw him move on
Like a ghost through the fog
And the ghost is gone
What happened to him
I thought he was here
Through the eyes of a child
I saw him disappear
He wasn't clear
Not even to his song
The ghost is gone
The ghosts are gone
Ghost thru the fog
Like a silver shadow gone wrong
Like a ghostly whisper she's gone
Like a silvery rainbow
Like a ghost through the fog
Like a ghost through the fog
Like a golden rainbow
Like a golden rainbow
Like a song
Like a ghostly whisper gone wrong
Like a silvery rainbow
Goin' down
Goin' down
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Dave Stewart / Stephanie Nicks
Ghosts Are Gone lyrics © Bmg Rights Management (uk) Limited, Welsh Witch Music, Hipgnosis Songs Fund Limited
The Box Tops - The Letter (Upbeat 1967)
The Box Tops - The Letter On black to music ♪ ♫ ♩ ♬ !! ;)
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane
Ain't got time to take a fast train
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home
My baby, just-a wrote me a letter
I don't care how much money I gotta spend
Got to get back to my baby again
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home
My baby, just-a wrote me a letter
Well, she wrote me a letter
Said she couldn't live without me no more
Listen mister, can't you see I got to get back
To my baby once-a more
Anyway, yeah!
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane
Ain't got time to take a fast train
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home
My baby, just-a wrote me a letter . . .
The Road to Red Rocks . . .
I Will Wait - Mumford and Sons
I Will Wait - Mumford and Sons On Black to tuuune!!
Well I came home
Like a stone
And I fell heavy into your arms
These days of dust
Which we've known
Will blow away with this new sun
But I'll kneel down
Wait for now
And I'll kneel down
Know my ground
And I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you
So break my step
And relent
You forgave and I won't forget
Know what we've seen
And him with less
Now in some way
Shake the excess
'Cause I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you
Now I'll be bold
As well as strong
And use my head alongside my heart
So take my flesh
And fix my eyes
A tethered mind free from the lies . . .
I fall, I fall
Deep within never
I call, I call
Baby come find me
I fall, I fall
Deep within never
I call, I call
Baby come find me
Baby come find me
Baby come find me
Baby come find me
Baby come find me
Baby come find me
Baby come find me
Baby come find me
Baby come find me
Baby . . .
Family name: Ocypodidae
Common name: Ghost crab
Nombre: Cangrejo fantasma.
Lugar de la captura: Seven brothers keys, in the area of the Atlantic ocean, Northwest of the Dominican Republic.
Hello Guys! (ɔ◔‿◔)ɔ ♥
This is my new post i hope you like it! (◍'◡`◍) ✿❥
H O R N S ---> !13ACT - Dafna horns @ Satan Inc. 2021 NEW
H A I R ---> : {Limerence} - Violet hair-Fatpack @Kustom9 NEW
H E A D --> LeLUTKA Gaia Head 3.1
B O D Y --> [LEGACY] Meshbody (f) Perky Edition
E Y E S ---> [avarosa] Ria Eyes @Saturday
S K I N ---> [Glam Affair] Clara Skin // Milk // FLF (50l$) NEW
NAILS ---> Apple Blossom Spell on You - Mesh Nails @ Satan Inc. 2021 NEW
D R E S S ---> -Sorumin- Bat body SET @ Satan Inc. 2021 NEW
S H O E S ---> : CULT : Narcissa with HUD @ Satan Inc. 2021 NEW
C H A I R ---> Pitaya - Hell Boss Chair (PG) @ Satan Inc. 2021 NEW
I want to thank my new sponsors for the opportunity to display their great items. hugs!!
Ghost town - Benson Boone
You fill me up 'til you're empty
I took too much and you let me
We've been down all these roads before
And what we found don't live there anymore
It's dark
It's cold
If my hand is not the one you're meant to hold
Maybe you'd be happier with someone else
Maybe loving me's the reason you can't love yourself
Before I turn your heart into a ghost town
Show me everything we built so I can tear it all down
Down
Down, down, down
You know I'll stay don't you tempt me
But all this weight is getting heavy
Been holding up what wasn't meant to stand
I turned this love into a wasteland
It's dark
It's cold
If my hand is not the one you're meant to hold
Maybe you'd be happier with someone else
Maybe loving me's the reason you can't love yourself
Before I turn your heart into a ghost town
Show me everything we built so I can tear it all down
Down
Down, down, down
Tear it all down
Down
Down, down, down
The streets are empty
Where love once was but it's faded away
These broken memories
I'm left here alone and afraid to say
Maybe you'd be happier with someone else
Oh-oh-oh
Maybe you'd be happier with someone else
Maybe loving me's the reason you can't love yourself
Before I turn your heart into a ghost town
Show me everything we built so I can tear it all down
Down
Down, down, down
Tear it all down
Down
Down, down, down
I'll tear it all down
I'll tear it all down
Dash Berlin ft. Sarah Howells - Go It Alone
When it's the most scare
Leave it back there
Tell of the powers of be
We've started something
Built up from nothing
Something you can't see
And if you have to stop
Then let me know
Feel the weight on your shoulders
Just let it go
And if you have to leave
Then let me know
Cause I can go it alone
You go it alone
Go it alone
I'm on my own . . .
Paparazzi pic of Alice Rose at Black Basalt Beach SL
After a two year hiatus from Stone Harbor point, we made it back to the beach. Had a fantastic day. One of the cool things to do is get shots of these crabs.
Jan Blomqvist - Something Says tuuunes ^^ ♪ ♫ ♩ ♬
The beginning says:
"Don't forget about me".
The end only says:
"We'll never meet, yeah".
Happyness says:
"Can you gimme a ride?"
But anxiety knows,
there's more room inside, yeah.
The wind would love,
to stay here with you.
Fog, he tries,
to think it through, yeah.
The disguise moans:
"I feel so used".
Promodel says:
"I wanna be yours," yeah.
Wanna be yours. . .
Pic taken at Sea foam follow your bliss SL
Feri & Boral Kibil - Land Of Broken Dreams ♪ ♫ ♩ ♬
Great tunes . . . .^^
Pic taken at Sea foam follow your bliss SL
Please don't use my pictures on websites,blogs or other media without my explicit permission. © All rights reserved
Jonas Brothers - Only Human On Black to tuuune!
Yeah, ayy
I don't want this night to end
It's closing time, so leave with me again (yeah)
You got all my love to spend, oh
Let's find a place where happiness begins
We gon' dance in my living room, slave to the way you move
Hurts when I'm leaving you (ayy)
Just dance in the living room, love with an attitude
Drunk to an 80s groove (ayy)
We gon' dance in my living room, slave to the way you move
Hurts when I'm leaving you (ayy)
Dance in the living room, love with an attitude
Drunk
It's only human, you know that it's real
So why would you fight or try to deny the way that you feel?
Oh, babe, you can't fool me, your body's got other plans
So stop pretending you're shy, just come on and
Dance, dance, dance, dance, oh
Early morning la-la-light
Only getting up to close the blinds, oh
I'm praying you don't change your mind
Cause leaving now just don't feel right
Let's do it one more time, oh, babe . . .
(english follow)
GHOSTS (réédition)
Ils glissent silencieux dans le brouillard du temps
Amis, amours, complices d’un temps, d’une rencontre, d’une passion
Tous s’estompent, s’évanouissent, éphémères
Eh vous…la silhouette là-bas! Vous me reconnaissez?
Traces de bonheur, marques de douleur
Rires et pleurs
Ce sont les ombres fantomatiques de nos vies, évanescentes, immatérielles, pourtant bien réelles
Chacun d’entre-nous n’est-il pas le fantôme de quelqu’un d’autre?
Des enfants m’appellent par mon prénom, là, tout à côté
Ils sont devenus mon horizon
Et j’habite leurs jeux, ici et maintenant.
Patrice
Photo originale : Cannon Beach, Oregon, É-U.
————————————-
Ghosts (redux)
They glide silently in the fog of time
Friends, lovers, occasional accomplices for a date, for a passion;
All fade, vanish, disappear
Hey, you. . . the silhouette there! Do you recognize me?
Traces of happiness, marks of pain,
Laughter and cries,
These are the ghostly shadows of our lives, evanescent, intangible, yet very real.
Each of us doesn't become somebody else's ghost?
Children call me by my first name, then, next
They become my horizon
And I live in their games, here and now.
Patrice
Original photo : Cannon Beach, Oregon, USA
I rarely see the male Northern Harrier, appropriately tagged the Gray Ghost. So this was pretty much an epic encounter late this past winter at a favorite wildlife area. He actually made several low passes over this marsh area while I watched with jaw open, trying to bloody hand-hold my 600 prime with the tele. I dared not take the time to maybe give myself a break and take the TC off or pull out the tripod. Clearly worked out.