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On Love
"The demand to be safe in relationship inevitably breeds sorrow and fear. This seeking for security is inviting insecurity. Have you ever found security in any of your relationships? Have you? Most of us want the security of loving and being loved, but is there love when each one of us is seeking his own security, his own particular path? We are not loved because we don’t know how to love.
Love is something that is new, fresh, alive. It has no yesterday and no tomorrow. It is beyond the turmoil of thought. It is only the innocent mind which knows what love is, and the innocent mind can live in the world which is not innocent. To find this extraordinary thing which man has sought endlessly through sacrifice, through worship, through relationship, through sex, through every form of pleasure and pain, is only possible when thought comes to understand itself and comes naturally to an end. Then love has no opposite, then love has no conflict."
You've got the best of both worlds
You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you're needy,
Humble but you're greedy
And based on your body language,
And shoddy cursive I've been reading
Your style is quite selective,
And what a beautiful mess this is
And it's like we're picking up trash in dresses
Well, it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
Your comebacks ‒ they're quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There's no shame in being crazy.
Lately I've been prayin', God, I wonder, can You hear me?
Thinkin' 'bout the old me, I swear I miss you dearly
Stay down 'til you come up, I've been stickin' to that theory
Every day a battle, I'm exhausted, and I'm weary
Make sure I smile in public, when alone, my eyes teary
I fought through it all, but that sh- hurt me severely
I've been gettin' high to hide behind my insecurities
Takin' different -, but I know it ain't gon'
A long-haired teenage girl wearing a face mask looks momentarily but directly into my camera, while at the same time keeps on holding the left arm of a man who most likely be her father.
Along with another guy, the girl and her father are waiting for a mass public transport on the outer lane of a four-lane national road in Subic, Zambales, Philippines.
“ Don't let fear or insecurity stop you from trying new things. Believe in yourself. Do what you love. And most importantly, be kind to others ... “
- Stacy London
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZYqcpTYQ8I4
I Won't Give Up by Jason Mraz
step out each morning spirit brave
say hello world; smile and wave
no matter what the day should bring
don't let your fears take hold
face the day with courage strong
always try to right a wrong
listen to the birds who sing
give smiles of warmth not cold
look your fears straight in the eye
kiss your worries and woes goodbye
look to the sky, the sea, the sun
the clouds and fields of burnished gold
see each day like a new book
a different, chapter, a different look
a page of velvet vellum softly
cushioning with kindness all that's told
the wind that blows a thousand times
still brings with it the chimes
of bells and angels whispering wings
that comfort you in their heavenly folds
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.ARISE. Nose Ring / Black
.ARISE. Winter Blush GENUS Applier @ winter spirit NEW
A&R -KawaiiPose (pose1)
AsteroidBox. Sofia Pants - Maitreya @ equal10 NEW
Aurealis Accessories. Armored Headpiece.
*barberyumyum*S13(03)
Blah. [Metal Heart - Choker] Materials
*BunnyBon* Poprocks Bento Pose Pack (Style P4)
CURELESS[+] Jezebel Top / MAITREYA
(Enfer Sombre*) Genus Skin applier - Bella {Moon} RARE @ the epiphany open dec 15th!
MICHAN x ENAMOR - Mi-Amor Lashlips FATPACK
MICHAN - Liz Belly Piercing [Maitreya Exp.]
:Moon Amore: Arcano Rings Maitreya
[ MUDSKIN ]_PEARL GLOSS # 2 (GENUS)
Newphe. - The Street Backdrop (Limited)
{S0NG} Cindi Eyes FP - Catwa @ okinawa christmas festival
Stardust - Camilla - Black Tattoo
*T.Whore* - Sexy Fur Stole Black
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I have a lot of kitties, so Shelby feels very outnumbered and gets pretty insecure sometimes, so I really have to reassure him how much I truly DO love him! (note the little tear in his eye... )
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Bento Mesh Head: Babyface by GENUS
Bento Mesh Body: Maitreya Lara
Face/Body Applier: Emma by Glam Affair
Hair: My Hair-Jelly by [monso]
Ensemble: Lula (Advent Calendar gifts 2019 incl. shorts, striped sweater, & boots) ) by !gO!
Genus Eyes Applier: Best of Palette by Privilege
Apple Pie Tights: Sweet Tea
Festive Rings: RealEvil
Holidays Car [Decor]: Serenity Style
Snow Pine 1: (Milk Motion)
Snow Pine 5: (Milk Motion)
Northern House {Winter} RARE: ionic
Flagstone Path: Stormwood
Snow covered woods: Soy.
flottante puppy. milk . jump / withCollar: {anc}
Cat2_stretch: 05_{-Maru Kado-} now @ The Epiphany @ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/The%20Epiphany/88/131/1006
Cat2_sit: 11_{-Maru Kado-} now @ The Epiphany @ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/The%20Epiphany/88/131/1006
Cat2_sit: 08_{-Maru Kado-} now @ The Epiphany @ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/The%20Epiphany/88/131/1006
Cat2_sit: 04_{-Maru Kado-} now @ The Epiphany @ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/The%20Epiphany/88/131/1006
Cat2_stretch: 06_{-Maru Kado-} now @ The Epiphany @ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/The%20Epiphany/88/131/1006
POSE: Unexpected Friend - 4 by Fashiowl
SIM: IPPOS @ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Ippos/22/94/21
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Build (other than the kitties and dog): Kynne Llewellyn - Thanks, Kynne & Happy New Year! ♥♥
Fondée en 1146 dans la vallée de la Thyle par Bernard de Clairvaux, cette abbaye était l'une des premières filles de l'abbaye de Clairvaux. Elle fut très tôt protégée par les ducs de Brabant et ainsi rapidement féconde. Le XIIIe siècle marque son apogée. Entre les XIVe et XVIIe siècles, l'abbaye a connu une succession de périodes calmes et troublées, durant lesquelles les moines ont quitté les lieux à neuf reprises pour raisons d'insécurité. Au XVIIIe siècle, l'abbaye a connu son second âge d'or, marqué par une grande ébullition architecturale. Après la Révolution française, la communauté monastique a dû se disperser, puis l'abbaye fut vendue comme bien national.
Dès lors, aux XIXe et XXe siècles, le site a connu dégradations et restaurations. L'ancienne abbaye de Villers est devenue un lieu de visite romantique et pittoresque, mais bien que devenu touristique, le site se dégradait. L'État belge a donc procédé à l'expropriation des lieux en 1892 pour y entamer un important chantier de restauration.
Les ruines appartiennent désormais à la Région wallonne, relevant du patrimoine majeur de Wallonie. La gestion du site est confiée à une association sans but lucratif, laquelle organise depuis 1987 des représentations théâtrales, des expositions et autres manifestations.
Founded in 1146 in the valley of the Thyle by Bernard de Clairvaux, this abbey was one of the first daughters of the abbey of Clairvaux. It was very early protected by the Dukes of Brabant and thus quickly fertile. The 13th century marks its peak. Between the fourteenth and seventeenth centuries, the abbey experienced a succession of calm and troubled periods, during which the monks left the premises nine times for reasons of insecurity. In the 18th century, the abbey experienced its second golden age, marked by great architectural turmoil. After the French Revolution, the monastic community had to disperse, then the abbey was sold as national property.
From then on, in the 19th and 20th centuries, the site suffered damage and restoration. The old abbey of Villers has become a romantic and picturesque place to visit, but although it has become touristy, the site is deteriorating. The Belgian State therefore expropriated the premises in 1892 to begin a major restoration project.
The ruins now belong to the Walloon Region, belonging to the major heritage of Wallonia. The management of the site is entrusted to a non-profit association, which has been organizing theatrical performances, exhibitions and other events since 1987.
Fondée en 1146 dans la vallée de la Thyle par Bernard de Clairvaux, cette abbaye était l'une des premières filles de l'abbaye de Clairvaux. Elle fut très tôt protégée par les ducs de Brabant et ainsi rapidement féconde. Le XIIIe siècle marque son apogée. Entre les XIVe et XVIIe siècles, l'abbaye a connu une succession de périodes calmes et troublées, durant lesquelles les moines ont quitté les lieux à neuf reprises pour raisons d'insécurité. Au XVIIIe siècle, l'abbaye a connu son second âge d'or, marqué par une grande ébullition architecturale. Après la Révolution française, la communauté monastique a dû se disperser, puis l'abbaye fut vendue comme bien national.
Dès lors, aux XIXe et XXe siècles, le site a connu dégradations et restaurations. L'ancienne abbaye de Villers est devenue un lieu de visite romantique et pittoresque, mais bien que devenu touristique, le site se dégradait. L'État belge a donc procédé à l'expropriation des lieux en 1892 pour y entamer un important chantier de restauration.
Les ruines appartiennent désormais à la Région wallonne, relevant du patrimoine majeur de Wallonie. La gestion du site est confiée à une association sans but lucratif, laquelle organise depuis 1987 des représentations théâtrales, des expositions et autres manifestations.
Founded in 1146 in the valley of the Thyle by Bernard de Clairvaux, this abbey was one of the first daughters of the abbey of Clairvaux. It was very early protected by the Dukes of Brabant and thus quickly fertile. The 13th century marks its peak. Between the fourteenth and seventeenth centuries, the abbey experienced a succession of calm and troubled periods, during which the monks left the premises nine times for reasons of insecurity. In the 18th century, the abbey experienced its second golden age, marked by great architectural turmoil. After the French Revolution, the monastic community had to disperse, then the abbey was sold as national property.
From then on, in the 19th and 20th centuries, the site suffered damage and restoration. The old abbey of Villers has become a romantic and picturesque place to visit, but although it has become touristy, the site is deteriorating. The Belgian State therefore expropriated the premises in 1892 to begin a major restoration project.
The ruins now belong to the Walloon Region, belonging to the major heritage of Wallonia. The management of the site is entrusted to a non-profit association, which has been organizing theatrical performances, exhibitions and other events since 1987.
After I graduated school, I applied for an apprenticeship as many in my country do. I was nervous and insecure since the field I chose was very male dominated and I wasn't sure of myself. The first weeks in the office and in school were accompanied by a song, overplayed to the extreme at that time. And that song stuck. It reminds me not only to that time, but to the feeling it gave me. Wonder, hope and fantasy. And it touches a feeling we all long for and this song accompanied me through those four years, from the start to the final exams and my diploma. The feeling of you ❤
Who would have thought that a song I heard as a sixteen year old now describes perfectly a feeling in 2020 😊
It's alright with me as long as you are by my side,
talk or just say nothing, I don't mind your looks never lie.
I was always on the run, finding out what I was looking for and
I was always insecure, just until I found
Words often don't come easy, I never loved to show you the inside of me oh no my
You were always patience, dragging out what I tried to hide
I was always on the run, finding out what I was looking for and
I was always insecure, just until I found
You you were always on my mind, you, you're the one I'm living for
You, you're my everlasting fire, you're my always shining star.
Nights always are good friends, a glass of wine and the lights down low.
You lying beside me, me full of love and filled with hope
I was always on the run, finding out what I was looking for and
I was always insecure, just until I found
You you were always on my mind, you, you're the one I'm living for
You, you're my everlasting fire, you're my always shining star.
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I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best
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Pose: An Lar
Location: Telrunya: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Isle%20of%20Peace/205/206/31
“Dread is an expression of our insecurity in this earthly life, a realization that we are never and can never be completely “sure” in the sense of possessing a definitive and established spiritual status. It means that we cannot any longer hope in ourselves, in our wisdom, our virtues, our fidelity. We see too clearly that all that is “ours” is nothing, and can completely fail us. In other words, we no longer rely on what we “have,” what has been given by our past, what has been required. We are open to God and to his mercy in the inscrutable future and our trust is entirely in his grace, which will support our liberty in the emptiness where we will confront unforeseen decisions. Only when we have descended in dread to the center of our own nothingness, by His grace and His guidance, can we be led by Him, in His own time, to find Him in losing ourselves.”
- Thomas Merton from The Climate of Monastic Prayer
insecurities are loud.
♬ we let love be the higher design ♬
the things:
[SHIFUKU] - Back open shirt, Crossover jeans & pocketchain
♥️ taken @ Autumn Trace
#noai
"Begehbares in der Stadt" -
Monatsthema 9/2025 der Gruppe exff-Salon (3)
"Walkable towns" - monthly musings 9/2025
The exff-saloon group (3)
This is a hard place to grow in. Stones and bushes cover the soil.. This is the Mediterranean, not the Black Forest. I was planted here with other olive trees in a cluster, so that humans can take all my fruits to give some taste to their food. My tree mates ignore me, they think I'm a freak. You see, olive trees are supposed to be tough. They can live up to 500 years or even longer when they don't get planted, like me. It won't be my case at all. Take a look at my trunk, it's skinny and strange. My fate started in the right direction, but something happened, and I could no longer control it . I reached a point where I had doubts. Wondering if that was the path I was supposed to take, I turned to the right. Then I looked up and couldn't see my trunk. I panicked. Desperately, I turned to the left to find my way again. That was hard. It took a lot of strength and willpower that I don't have. Finally, I saw my trunk and realized I had to grow upwards. I'm doing well now, but I'm still a weirdo. I need Tree Therapy, though. It’s all because of my insecurity, you know.
Take everything she is, every last piece. The little, the woman, the broken, the awkward. Shake it up with the dreamer, the worshipper, the sensual and feed it to every demon that feeds on her insecurities, her doubts, the ever present yearning. Where sleep once was respite, a reality better than the waking world, all that remains is a mockery of it all. Bittersweet reminders, a broken record of those whispers that laugh at the ache licking at the walls of her self inflicted prison. Those are the nightmares of a little.
Colemore is mentioned in the Domesday Book, and a church has been on the site since the 10th century. The present church dates from the 12th century. However, by 1308 its fabric was "in a ruinous" condition" and the bishop ordered that repairs should be undertaken. By the end of the century the church was under the control of Waverley Abbey. By 1463 it was again in a ruinous condition, and again the bishop had to intervene; the church was put in good order again by July 1464. But its condition had deteriorated again by 1612; a new roof was built and a bellcote added. At this time the church had a cruciform plan, but in 1669 the parishioners considered that the interior was too dark, and they petitioned the bishop for the disused and ruinous south transept to be removed. The petition was granted, and during the following year the transept was demolished.[4]
Again by 1845 the church was in a bad condition and Owen Carter, a Winchester architect, was commissioned to carry out repairs and improvements; the latter included inserting new windows, paving the nave and replacing the pews. By 1866 the bellcote was insecure and it was replaced by a new one with a spirelet, the architect being John Colson, also of Winchester. Further improvements and repairs were carried out in the 1870s. In the 20th century, the church had deteriorated yet again. The parish was united with that of East Tisted.[4] The church was declared redundant on 17 November 1972 and was vested in the Churches Conservation Trust on 6 September 1974.[5] Further repairs have since been carried out. The church remains consecrated and occasional services are held in it. WIKI.
Le monochrome exalte chaque frisson de peur, capturant le désarroi pur sur le visage bouleversé de la jeune femme.
Ses yeux grands ouverts semblent chercher en vain une échappatoire, alors que l’ombre la cerne, la referme dans un vertige d’impuissance.
La lumière crue, loin d’apporter le moindre apaisement, accentue encore la détresse, exposant l’intimité d’une angoisse qui submerge et isole.
Ici, la vulnérabilité n’a plus de refuge : tout, dans l’expression, exprime l’urgence, le choc et la solitude face au danger.
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Monochrome amplifies every tremor of fear, seizing upon the raw distress flooding the young woman’s face.
Her widened eyes search desperately for escape, yet darkness encloses her, trapping her in a dizzying sense of helplessness.
The harsh light brings no comfort. Instead, it magnifies her anguish, exposing the intimacy of a suffering that overwhelms and isolates.
Here, vulnerability finds no shelter: in every expression, urgency, shock, and solitude are laid bare in the face of danger.
feel free to check my new tracks :)
Insecure - Confident - Cheerful
which one are you?
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Poses : SEPHORIA
This is a close-up HDR photo of the intriguing details in a piece of tried out kelp that I held up to the light during a walk at the coast.
Ears - .LF. - Vault Ears @ -OUTPUT event-
Brows - . MILA . London Eyebrows (Catwa) -OUTPUT event-
Hair - DOUX - Charlie hairstyle [Brunettes]
Sweater - COMPLEX / RACHEL SWEATSHIRT / GREEN
The work of seconds with a bolt cropper and someone's treasured bike is gone.
Nobody sees anything. It's a shame.
Corollary - use a U bolt lock, or tie a wolverine to the frame if you leave your bike for even a few minutes.
Den Haag
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... to fight my inner demons...
( Photo Contest submission )
"Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming, confusing
This lack of self control I fear is never ending
Controlling
I can't seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(Without a sense of confidence I'm convinced
That there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure.. "
- LINKIN PARK -
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gd9OhYroLN0
Taken at Eternal Beach