VULNUS :

Zoo parc de Beauval

• a mosquito • my libido •

• Nirvana • Smells Like Teen Spirit •

www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTWKbfoikeg

Yeah, libi-libido

마치 밧줄처럼 엉켜져 있는 줄기

아무 이유 없이 끌리지, whoa

Leave it, leave it, libido

우린 핏줄처럼 뻗어가는 뿌리

아무 규칙 없이 섞이지, yeah

널 볼 때면 숨이 막혀, 벌어지는 동공

다른 걱정은 no, no

Shooting, shooting through the night, yeah, yeah

(Want you to sing on my body)

Want you to sing on my body 오늘도

참지 말고 받아들여, libido, eh

Sing on my body

Tomi Takahashi and Song Kee Ho of Hawthorne Hills

During my visit to see the Large Blue again I spotted these two on the top of a grass stem.

I took a couple of photos at distance with a telephoto first to make sure I did not disturb them, before moving closer with the macro.

It was actually after taking most of the photos before I realised they were not actually attached, even those taken with the telephoto.

I then started thinking silly thoughts that perhaps as the male was so much older than his beautiful female perhaps he had lost his libido (something all of us old blokes have to look forward too)!!

Then images of an old rock star with a beautiful girl so the title of my blog posting was 'Like a Rolling Stone'.

I do think that mating had actually taken place as the female was content to stay there with the male until he flew off eventually. I guess I found them as the coupling had completed.

10 years ago when I last saw the Large Blue I also then found a mating pair with the male being much older than the female.

I feel very lucky to have captured this intimate unique moment with my camera... I ignored until today pine cone sexual life and I'm grateful being the witness of this magic moment :)

Lens: Helios 85mm f/1.5

Aperture: 1.5

Most of us have played "the floor is lava", right? If you haven't, this game requires a bit of imagination on our part and fast thinking. One player shouts "the floor is lava!" And at that moment, the floor has become lava!---[Click to continue reading]

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...rather it’s the St David Hotel, Cardiff plus a Luminar 4 edit

I’ve not been as active on flickr as I usually am... a combination of poor health, being p1ssed about by my employer (now my ex-employer), job search, more ill health, new job with precious little time for relaxation and a total loss of photo libido.

Maybe next weekend might be a little less fraught...just don’t get me started on Covid-19 lockdowns

Grrr!

With the lights out, it's less dangerous

Here we are now, entertain us

I feel stupid, and contagious

Here we are now, entertain us

A mulatto, an albino

A mosquito, my libido, yeah

I'm worse at what I do best

And for this gift, I feel blessed

Our little group has always been

And always will until the end

www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTWKbfoikeg

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For all the credits, please check the Blog

Hit of the day: LE SSERAFIM - Eve, Psyche & The Bluebeard's Wife

Thank you much to Scarlett for joining me on this one. Don't hesitate to check her art, she's amazing!

www.youtube.com/watch?v=WdI0uAnTe9M

libidO libidO yeah I want you more and more

I’m attracted without a sound libidO

(Want you to sing on ma body)

libidO libidO I want you more and more

I trust you and I accept it

Leave it leave it leave it leave it to libidO

Load up on guns, bring your friends

It's fun to lose and to pretend

She's over-bored and self-assured

Oh no, I know a dirty word

Hello, hello, hello, how low?

Hello, hello, hello, how low?

Hello, hello, hello, how low?

Hello, hello, hello

With the lights out, it's less dangerous

Here we are now, entertain us

I feel stupid and contagious

Here we are now, entertain us

A mulatto, an albino

A mosquito, my libido, yeah

Hey, yay

I'm worse at what I do best

And for this gift, I feel blessed

Our little group has always been

And always will until the end

Hello, hello, hello, how low?

Hello, hello, hello, how low?

Hello, hello, hello, how low?

Hello, hello, hello

With the lights out, it's less dangerous

Here we are now, entertain us

I feel stupid and contagious

Here we are now, entertain us

A mulatto, an albino

A mosquito, my libido, yeah

Hey, yay

And I forget just why I taste

Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile

I found it hard, it's hard to find

Oh well, whatever, never mind

Hello, hello, hello, how low?

Hello, hello, hello, how low?

Hello, hello, hello, how low?

Hello, hello, hello

With the lights out, it's less dangerous

Here we are now, entertain us

I feel stupid and contagious

Here we are now, entertain us

A mulatto, an albino

A mosquito, my libido

A denial, a denial

A denial, a denial

A denial, a denial

A denial, a denial

A denial

-Nirvana

Abandoned Knitting Factory

gabbyjaws.blogspot.com/2021/08/vulnus-wow-event-starts-au...

"Day after day

They send my friends away

To mansions cold and grey

To the far side of town

Where the thin men stalk the streets

While the sane stay underground

Day after day

They tell me I can go

They tell me I can blow

To the far side of town

Where it's pointless to be high

'Cause it's such a long way down

So I tell them that

I can fly, I will scream

I will break my arm

I will do me harm

Here I stand

Foot in hand

Talking to my wall

I'm not quite right at all

Am I?

Don't set me free

I'm as heavy as can be

Just my Librium and me

And my E.S.T. makes three

'Cause I'd rather stay here

With all the madmen

Than perish with the sad men roaming free

And I'd rather play here

With all the madmen

For I'm quite content they're all as sane as me

(Where can the horizon lie

When a nation hides

Its organic minds

In a cellar

Dark and grim

They must be very dim)

Day after day

They take some brain away

Then turn my face around

To the far side of town

And tell me that it's real

Then ask me how I feel

Here I stand

Foot in hand

Talking to my wall

I'm not quite right at all

Don't set me free

I'm as helpless as can be

My libido's split on me

Gimme some good 'ole lobotomy

'Cause I'd rather stay here

With all the madmen

Than perish with the sad men

Roaming free

And I'd rather play here

With all the madmen

For I'm quite content

They're all as sane as me

Zane, Zane, Zane

Ouvre le Chien"...

David Bowie / All The Madmen...

www.youtube.com/watch?v=jb7Xdu7STx8

An interesting combination that has taught me many lessons but it still does not derail me from trying some more. At the age of one, I learned my first lesson. A lesson that became a family story whenever we get together. Lil me, deciding that climbing a shelf full of tableware to get my baby bottle was a great idea!--[Click to continue reading]

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La partie la plus ancienne du fort est la zenana de Man Singh - la maison de la libido, un complexe de 12 appartements, chacun composé de pièces intérieures et extérieures, d'un patio privé et d'une baignoire en plein air. Chaque appartement dispose d'un escalier privé, aucun qui ne croise un autre, qui mène commodément au quartier privé de Man Singh au premier étage.

Afin de ne pas lasser ,je délaisse une partie de mon album sur Fort Amber , pour rejoindre (à suivre) Agra , avec en particulier le fameux Taj Mahal et le Fort Rouge.

No, no, no.... you're thinking of libido.

Albedo is the measure of how much of the incident light is reflected from a surface.

And this is the 3rd pic of these crocuses in various poses, so I guess that officially makes it a series.

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without my explicit permission.

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I know most people like to see pretty pictures on flickr, but every once in awhile i think it imperative that our art raise awareness and hopefully action on the part of the viewer.

Please sign the petitions / pledge attached. Please make a difference, however small. The continued slaughter of our wildlife is unacceptable. The abuses, the cruelty and the greed must stop. It is when we look away and ignore, that these deplorable actions flourish.

The link below is for Avaaz- to stop the Namibian Government to license the killing of desert elephant bulls in my country Namibia. There are not many left, and the killing for money is unacceptable. Every signature counts.

secure.avaaz.org/en/petition/Namibian_Minister_of_Environ...

If you however support hunting, killing wildlife/ animals for entertainment and pleasure, ivory trinkets, rhino horn for you sorry-assed libido, shark fin soup, dolphin products, whaling etc..- please stop being a contact on my flickr site and kindly fuck off!

Please don't use any of my images on websites, blogs or other media without my explicit written permission. © All rights reserved

Caulonia was very important to the Bourbons who had control of the region in the 18/19th century due to there being a lot of salt peter deposits around the local area, salt peter besides being a libido suppressant if ingested is one of the main ingredients in gun powder. For me the best things about a borgo like Caulonia spread across more than one hill is that you will have many shot opportunities in the day that you would not normally find elsewhere, with alleyways providing the shade and angles you need to get a few keepers. My favorite daytime lens is the one I have on my camera most for travel, an old 28-300mm that gives me the flexibility to shoot most things I encounter on a village walkabout and is still very sharp in brilliant light.

I took this on Sept 17th 2023 with my D850 and Nikon 28-300mm f3.5-5.6 at 50mm, 1/200s, f11 ISO 6400 processed in LR, PS +Lumenzia ,Topaz, and DXO

Disclaimer: My style is a study of romantic realism and still a work in progress

DSC_5526

Mr Macron wants France to undergo demographic rearmament. How can this be achieved? He doesn't say, leaving it up to the Prime Minister to figure it out. To start with, the French would need to have more sex. However, according to statisticians who closely monitor our behaviour, the French are having less sex than their grandparents did. To make matters worse, the quality of our men's sperm is said to be declining. These phenomena are not unique to France. More and more countries are said to be sharing the same lamentable state of affairs. Assuming we could rearm our libido and increase the number and quality of our sperm, we would then have to restore the desire to raise dear little ones, which would be the greatest challenge. Is it a question of money? A question of confidence in the future of humanity? A lack of free time? An avalanche of pornography? Whatever the case may be, Mr Macron is not a role model, as he has not fathered any children. Neither have his main rivals. Mr Macron also wants to rearm France and Europe in the usual sense, to prepare to counter the invasion of Russian hordes. Cannon fodder requires demographic rearmament. QED.

/

Clés pour le futur

Monsieur Macron souhaite un réarmement démographique pour la France. Comment s’y prendre ? Il ne le dit pas, il laisse le soin au premier ministre de s’y prendre. Pour commencer, il faudrait que les Français baisent plus. Or à en croire les statisticiens qui regardent de très près nos comportements, les Français baiseraient moins que leurs grand-parents. Et pour ne rien arranger, la qualité du sperme de nos messieurs serait en baisse. Ces phénomènes ne seraient pas propres à la France. De plus en plus de pays partageraient le même lamentable état. En supposant réarmer notre libido et augmenter le nombre de nos spermatozoïdes et en améliorer la qualité, il faudrait ensuite redonner goût à l’élevage de chers poussins, ce qui constituerait le plus grand défi. Est-ce une affaire de fric ? Une question de confiance dans l’avenir de l’humanité ? Un manque de temps libre ? Une avalanche trop grande de pornographie ? Quoi qu’il en soit, Monsieur Macron ne constitue pas un exemple, puisqu’il n’a pas engendré. Ses principaux rivaux, non plus. Monsieur Macron souhaite aussi un réarmement, au sens habituel, de la France et de l’Europe pour se préparer à contrer l’invasion des hordes russes. La chair à canon exige un réarmement démographique. CQFD.

thabor (0979r1024)

"is awaiting our first shore leave party!"

credits: valentinohasu.wixsite.com/valentinofashionblog/post/libido

favorite song:

[MV] OnlyOneOf (온리원오브) 'libidO' (Guilty Pleasure Ver.)

www.youtube.com/watch?v=WdI0uAnTe9M

Nirvana - „Smells like teen spirit“

www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTWKbfoikeg

Great cover versions

www.youtube.com/watch?v=p5M1sWA0J0Y

www.youtube.com/watch?v=vB2c7_vyBSM

Load up on guns, bring your friends

It′s fun to lose and to pretend

She's over-bored and self-assured

Oh no, I know a dirty word

Hello, hello, hello, how low

Hello, hello, hello, how low

Hello, hello, hello, how low

Hello, hello, hello

With the lights out, it′s less dangerous

Here we are now, entertain us

I feel stupid, and contagious

Here we are now, entertain us

A mulatto, an albino

A mosquito, my libido

Yeah, hey, yay

I'm worse at what I do best

And for this gift, I feel blessed

Our little group has always been

And always will until the end

Hello, hello, hello, how low

Hello, hello, hello, how low

Hello, hello, hello, how low

Hello, hello, hello

With the lights out, it's less dangerous

Here we are now, entertain us

I feel stupid, and contagious

Here we are now, entertain us

A mulatto, an albino

A mosquito, my libido

Yeah, hey, yay

And I forget, just why I taste

Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile

I found it hard, it′s hard to find

Oh well, whatever, never mind

Hello, hello, hello, how low?

Hello, hello, hello, how low?

Hello, hello, hello, how low?

Hello, hello, hello

With the lights out, it′s less dangerous

Here we are now, entertain us

I feel stupid, and contagious

Here we are now, entertain us

A mulatto, an albino

A mosquito, my libido

A denial, a denial

A denial, a denial

A denial, a denial

A denial, a denial

gabbyjaws.blogspot.com/2021/08/vulnus-wow-event-starts-au...

I had written a poem , and I needed a picture and I did not want a typical jehadi terrorist picture, so I asked this young lad to model for my poems subject, ..

The poem was a comment on Akbar Simonese's picture of ladies wearing scarves on a street in Amsterdam.

Scarves are worn by quite a few communities in India, the checkered scarf is a product of the Arab states and worn as a head gear, in the early 70's the Texan Americans who worked in Daharan called this a rag head..

Than it became a kind of fashion statement as Arafat wore it, and finally , the jehaddis who kidnapped and terrorized wore it like women to hide their face , not their shame, so the scarf became a sartorial symbol of death and destruction in the name of Allah and misplaced Martyrdom..

This is the story of the male Musim scarf.. ladies wear scarves too along with the burkha or hijab, a symbol of their faith and a dress code of their ancestry as a woman in Islam.

Hindus also wear scarves called ghamchas , in tiny checks and part of a poor mans attire in Uttar Pradesh..

now my poem

head scarves always in the news

muslim women wear them

as they have been culturally

taught to do

some muslim terrorists wear it

to shame a religion

that stands for peace brotherhood

its true

a scarf into a symbol of terror

devastation and death as it grew

misplaced martyrdom

allah ho akbar

gods praise

into a war cry of hate

innocent people slew

eunuch silence

from our community

since the time of Karbala

a poisonous brew

fatwas against women

fatwas for everything under the sun

but a final fatwa against jihad

has yet to be issued

muslims killing muslims

sectarian hate

the common house of god blew

from the pulpit

the modern yazid

some more hate

against the shias spew

puritanism clawing

into the soul of humanity

giving the devil his due

why cant we live as Muslims

without arrogance

without false pride

without intolerance

they have no clue

distorting the message

of our Holy Book

bombarding

the soul of spirituality

peace and brotherhood

the cry of the unborn child

a message of hate

they pursue

we liberal sane Muslims

lovers of humanity

take the rap

for what they do

ps

Sarkozy has been cooing

into Carlas ears

once in her life time

she must wear one too

though personally

the scarf for him

a religious symbol

and taboo

his failing health

just a canard

by the media

his libido as fit

as baby kangaroo

dedicated to the greatest street photographer ever Akbar Simonese

Fathered once in drunken state

Mother left him at the hospital gate

Picked up by the beggar mafia

He was slung on another child’s waist

Used as bait..

Being born mans child

better never than late

He sleeps with dogs

Mans best friends

Such is his fostered fate

Railway station tunnels

Empty stomach dreams

Nightmares to date

No love only oppression

Torture and hate

Yes he has been raped

Rented out by the overseers

To older men

Whose libido in dire strait

They say if you sleep

With younger children

You will regain your manhood

Old folk tales they narrate

No venereal disease

When with the

Children of a lesser god you mate

So the trade in little children’s

Flesh won’t abate

Even parents to make a fast buck

Take them to Goa Pushkar

Manali a syndicate

That has tentacles

Lying in wait

To connect them with

Pedophiliac pederast

their virginal souls desecrate

Crime escalate

The law catches the guilty

With loopholes in the law

Brilliant defence lawyers

money to emotionally blackmail

They go Scott free

Blindfolded Justice

A Sucked System

Third rate

Pura libido calda...

Man’s life is not imprisoned in a realm wherein causality, struggle for existence, will to power, libido sexualis, and the craving for prestige are the only springs of action. Life is not permanently enslaved to these variable motives. It is woven into relations which run far beyond that realm. Besides the struggle for physical existence there is an effort to acquire meaning and value, an endeavor to preserve what is lasting in man, to maintain the essential in all the vicissitudes and changes. But what is the lasting in man? What is the meaning of the whole life, not of particular actions or of single episodes which happen now and then, but of existence as such?

The island of existence is washed by the two oceans of eternity and nothingness, eroding it into what is less and elevating it into what is more than existence, into nothingness and into a higher reality, namely, the identity of event and value, the unity of being and meaning. Existence, the domain of things and facts, is not the ultimate realm. There is a reality of spirit.

-Moral Grandeur and Spiritual Audacity: Essays by Abraham Joshua Heschel

The last time I went out night shooting I left home just as the sun was going down. The tide was out, so I had a chance to scramble out on these big rocks... and then I just sat there, waiting... sea scraping back and forth across the sand... sloshing and gurgling and sliding between the rocks... waiting for this dagblatted light to leave the sky.

While I was waiting, I decided to try to shoot these weeds, which I've always really liked. They're just so hardy, and sturdy, and don't let anything stop them from growing and reproducing. Salt water? No problem. Hurricane-force winds? Easy. Snow, frost, torrential rain? Ha. Bring it on. These guys (it seems) can survive anything.

I tried a couple of shots where the weeds were in focus and the silly sunset was all albur. But that really didn't look like much. So I tried a few more this way.

I'm still not impressed, but I do like the star. Or... hmmm... is that Venus? (This was taken looking west.)

For the record, no post-production here. All I did was reduce the exposure a bit (because I'm used to shooting when it's darker, so I always overexpose these dusky shots).

Abandoned Papermill

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Vous faites boîte mail commune

Après tout, vous n’avez rien à cacher, ce qui est à lui est à vous et réciproquement, même vos amis, votre brosse à dents et votre intimité. Certes, mais ce n’est pas parce que l’on a rien à cacher que l’on doit tout montrer : d’ailleurs, il vous arrive encore sans doute de fermer la porte des toilettes...

Vous n’utilisez plus que le « on »

Le « je » a disparu au profit de la troisième personne du singulier, comme une preuve aussi irréfutable qu’inconsciente que vous ne faites désormais plus qu’un. Au programme : on adore l’Espagne et on déteste le sucré-salé, on a décidé de ne plus manger de viande et on est vraiment fatigués, c’est sans doute parce qu’on va bientôt avoir nos règles.

Avant de raccrocher vous dites « Je te fais bisou »

Non pas « un bisou », « bisou » tout court. Sans l’article. Trop tard, vous commencez à vous adresser à votre moitié comme s’il s’agissait d’un enfant de moins de 4 ans. Prochaine étape : l’appeler « Bébé », et vous inquiéter pour la consistance de ses selles.

Vous imposez le port de chaussons à vos invités

Vous avez mis un pied dans le mal en vous offrant réciproquement votre première paire, puis un deuxième pied en commençant à recevoir vos amis en chaussons. Le troisième pied (vous en avez quatre à vous deux) menace de tout faire basculer depuis que vous avez rangé dans le placard de l’entrée quelques paires de mules à destination de vos convives aimablement priés de se déchausser.

Vous vous méfiez des célibataires

Vous n’organisez plus que des soirées entre couples, parce que vous trouvez ça louche de ne pas l’être (« A son âge, quand même… »). Vous avez tous les deux tendance à voir dans les célibataires une menace pour votre couple, et si en plus ils n’ont pas d’enfants, c’est vraiment nul, parce que vous n’avez plus aucun sujet de discussion en commun.

Vous caressez le rêve d’installer des volets électriques

Ça sera votre folie, votre « petit plaisir » à vous, votre nouvel eldorado. Vous avez hésité puis cédé, parce que c’est important d’avoir des projets à deux. Vous avez bien fait, depuis que vous vous êtes mis d’accord sur le modèle, votre libido connaît un regain sans précédent.

Vous parlez de lui à la troisième personne du singulier

Quand il est à côté de vous, entendons-nous bien. Oui parce que sinon, c’est plutôt normal. Vous aimez parler de lui quand il est à vos côtés, avec un petit faible pour le fait de répondre à sa place aux questions qu’on lui pose. Alors il se tait et acquiesce, il faut dire qu’il a plutôt intérêt. (NB : ça marche aussi si c’est lui qui parle de vous, évidemment.)

Vous surveillez sa consommation d’alcool

Vous ne pouvez vous empêcher de compter les verres bus, et au-delà du seuil que vous avez fixé vous posez tendrement votre main sur la sienne en disant : « C’est tout maintenant, chou. » Bien sûr, ce paragraphe s’autodétruit en cas d’addiction, de contre-indication médicale, de trajets à faire en voiture ou de ronflements.

Vous décidez tout de façon collégiale

Y compris la couleur des couteaux de cuisine, le repas du soir, le choix des vêtements de l’autre, vos amis respectifs, et ce qui est « beau » et ne l’est pas.

Vous avez un chien que vous appelez « Fifille »

Vous lui demandez régulièrement « Viens voir Papa » ou « viens voir Maman », et vous êtes tombés d’accord sur le principe d’une garde alternée en cas de séparation. Tous les trois vous pratiquez le « co-dodo », et même qu’une fois vous avez rêvé que vous l’allaitiez.

Vous avez deux télés

Une chacun, pour ne plus avoir besoin de vous mettre d’accord sur le programme tous les soirs.

... à bientôt les artistes ;-))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

www.naturapause.com/go/getleaner

How are those perimenopause and

menopause symptoms treating you? Hormones can certainly make us feel like we're at their mercy--

Night sweats

Hot flashes

No desire for sex

Weight gain (easy and rapid)

Mood swings

Natural Hormone Balance can really help.

press "F" key

libido!

Pour contrôler mon impudicité,

j'ai couvert mon coeur d'une pâte filo

qui me protège de toi et de ta libido.

Et pour contrôler ma mouillabilité,

j'ai appliqué la nitro sur la pâte filo

et je m'incline devant toi et ta libido.

Pour contrôler ma sensibilité,

j'ai couvert mon coeur d'une pâte filo

qui me protège de toi et de ta libido.

Pour contrôler ma sexualité,

j'ai appliqué la nitro sur la pâte filo

et je m'incline devant toi et ta libido.

Cannon, Thorne, and I. Emergency photo shoots FTW.

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Posted also here – Have a look at my Koinup gallery

Other cool Second Life Pictures on Koinup

there's a wagon wheel macaroni in my eye!

The things I get myself into. For FGR and metaphotos and round food.

so silly if you View On Black

oh, ps, today in class i was talking with a girl about photography and i said "point and shoot" and another girl overheard and asked if we were talking about guns. haha.

Taken @ Gonja during Frogs Concert. Sometimes you just need to get away and breathe.....

"Knockin' On Heaven's Door"

(originally by Bob Dylan)

Ooh, ooh

Hey

Mama, take this badge from me

I can't use it anymore

It's gettin' dark, too dark to see

Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, hey, hey, hey hey yeah

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, ooh

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, ooh-oh yeah

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, ayy hey yeah

Ooh-oh yeah, oh yeah, aw

Mama, put my guns in the ground (Ooh)

I can't shoot them anymore (Ooh)

That cold black cloud is comin' down (Ooh)

Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door (Ooh)

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, hey, hey, hey hey yeah

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, ooh yeah

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, ayy hey yeah

Ooh

You just better start sniffing your own rank subjugation, Jack

Because it's just you against your tattered libido

The bank and the mortician, forever, man

And it wouldn't be luck if you could get out of life alive

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, hey, hey, hey hey yeah

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, ooh yeah

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, ooh, no, no, no, whoa

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, no, no, no, whoa, no

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, ooh yeah

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, yeah, oh

Star Wars Black Series Greedo

You Turn me on I'm a Radio by Joni Mitchell

Time for something a little different.....

Enjoy your weekend everyone!

credits: valentinohasu.wixsite.com/valentinofashionblog/post/libido

favorite song:

[MV] OnlyOneOf (온리원오브) 'libidO' (Guilty Pleasure Ver.)

www.youtube.com/watch?v=WdI0uAnTe9M