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I miss the silence felt underwater. The majestic things to see below and the thrill of exploring your fear.
“The sea always filled her with longing, though for what she was never sure.”
- Cornelia Funke
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This image perfectly describes me , my love for the sea and my feelings! I'm feeling so fragile and if you see through me right now , it's for sure that my soul will break into tiny pieces .
"Alone, with tremendous empty longing and dread. The whole room for my thoughts. Nothing but myself and what I think, what I fear. Could think the most fanastic thoughts, could dance, grimace, curse, wail-nobody would ever know, nobody would ever hear. The thought of such absolute privacy is enough to drive me mad."
Life itself versus life experience. Vague frontier.
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Longing for vacation and new adventures in the Italian region.
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The Gargoyles Entrance by Daniel Arrhakis (2018)
Try to see with the music : Audiomachine - I Will Find You
The Gargoyles Entrance, those gargoyles always made she shiver; her father said that there are two types, those who kept the light and those who defended the darkness but she never liked any of them.
Especially when they came to life ! - she thought, smiling at the same time she remembered an old prank from her sister in that place.
She would finally see her father, the old Red Cardinal, as they called him, for some time she had not seen him, though often receive news from the Argho Walkers, the messengers of the kingdom.
Thoughts of mixed feelings of longing but also of concern, the Red Order of which he was a part had been lately challenged by his most direct opponent, the former Dark Cardinal of Krudhyn.
yesterday is a shadow
in the corner of today,
a ghost that lingers
in the dimming light,
its whispers etched
on the diaries of memory.
and tomorrow is a tide,
pulling the present toward its shore,
never stopping, never still,
yet always just beyond reach—
a promise, a mirage,
woven from the threads of longing.
the clock hands march,
relentless as fate,
while we chase the echoes
of moments already lost,
and dream of those
not yet born.
- by عربي (arabian)
I find myself doing this every winter when it becomes bitterly cold. It is minus 17F/-27C now and the highs won't even exceed zero for days, with wind chill warnings over the weekend as low as -55F/-48C. I really don't anticipate being sufficiently inspired to go out to shoot images even though I'd love to test the new 12-40mm f2.8 lens that just arrived as I fill out my gear. Soooo, I dig into archived images such as this one from the national forest in a remote region of southeast Montana and I set my sights on the green season, that thing called Spring that often seems mythical about this time of year. It's only four or five months away... Maybe... If we are lucky... lol
This seems like only yesterday but it's one I shot in the Custer Gallatin National Forest with the old E-510 (I think it is finally retired after all these years now that my lens range for the E-M1X is just about complete). This was near the Tri Point lookout tower and the nearest towns are Camp Crook, South Dakota and Ekalaka, Montana. It is very quiet here and I don't even recall hearing any airliners flying overhead. I saw not a single person or vehicle for hours and cows grazing Forest Service leases were among the few signs of man aside from the lookout tower and Forest Service roads. Elk, mule deer, pronghorn, (perhaps some whitetails?) call this home, along with a plethora of small game and bird species. These little pockets of rolling and often rugged hills and rock outcrops are surrounded by miles of the northern Plains but provide just enough difference in altitude to create entirely different habitats. Just don't go exploring here on a whim, for it is very remote, miles from the nearest gasoline, cell signal or repair shop and the Forest Service roads are often not the best, especially if you venture here in wet weather. (6-28-2022)
A stone staircase descends into a serene Vancouver Harbour, with the horizon showcasing distant shipyard cranes against a backdrop of a dramatic sky. The long exposure creates a smooth effect on the water and clouds. The composition emphasizes depth and balance, drawing the viewer's eye toward the distant horizon
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