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Keep Lying
Keep Lying to me
Just Keep Lying
Keep Lying to me
Don't go
Fucking with my fantasy
Keep Lying to me
Baby I've known lonely
So let me down now slowly
You know me
Tell me I'm your only
Even if it hurts
Keep Lying
Keep Lying to me
Just Keep Lying
Keep Lying to me
Don't go
Fucking with my fantasy
Keep Lying to me
Tell me a story
Let's make believe
If you're lying I'll listen
Say it through your teeth
Make me a prison
And throw away the key
'Cause I know what I'm missing
It's better than nothing
☠ TuNe "The Game" - Disturbed
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Taken @ Pendle Hill
do you see the cracks in the sky
the lies
their satanic ways
question is...
can you see - ?
will you rise ...
Located on the Nete river, Lier was settled in the 8th century and developed around the chapel of St. Peter. Lier became an important textile centre in the 14th century. It was besieged and taken by the Spanish in 1582, by the Dutch in 1595, and by the English in 1706 during the War of the Spanish Succession.
Lier is a French commune that was granted city rites in 1212. It is located in the Flanders region of Northern Belgium. Located on the Nete river, Lier was settled in the 8th century and developed around the chapel of St. Peter. Lier became an important textile centre in the 14th century. It was besieged and taken by the Spanish in 1582, by the Dutch in 1595, and by the English in 1706 during the War of the Spanish Succession. Belgian nationalists resisted a Dutch attack in 1830. Belgium has seen its fair share of war and occupation.
Destruction of Lier occurred as a result of bombing in Antwerp in 1914; however, many of the medieval structures survived including, the Gothic belfry, St. Gommarus’ Church and the béguinage.
"What lies behind you and what lies in front of you, pales in comparison to what lies inside of you." Ralph Waldo Emerson
This fellow was laying right beside me. The only thing that seperated us was a couple of inches of plexiglass. What an experience!
Remembering Holland
I see wide rivers
slugging through
limitless low-lying land,
lines of implausibly
gauzy poplars
like feathered plumes
in far distances stand;
and sunken away
in the formidable vastness
the farmsteads
scattered are found,
tree clumps, villages,
pollarded steeples
churches and elms
in one great design bound.
the sky hangs low there
and in grey vapours of
colour
the sun there
is slowly blurred,
and in all the regions
the voice of the water
with its eternal disasters
is dreaded and heard.
H. Marsman
One morning, there were a handful of leopard frogs who were actively hunting for insects. Behind me was a boardwalk and when anyone walked on it, the frogs totally disappeared and it took some time before they'd resurface. I had hoped to catch one in action, but that day, I was lucky just to capture a frog waiting for its breakfast.
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Lie down with your eyes closed, watch the sky bloom with hundreds of bright, sparkling flowers. Rumi
Nam Tso གནམ་མཚོ།
salt lake The lake lies at an elevation of 4,718 m, and has a surface area of 1,870 square kilometres. It is the highest salt lake in the world, and largest salt lake in the Tibet Autonomous Region. However, it is not the largest salt lake in the Tibetan Plateau. That title belongs to KokoNor མཚོ་སྔོན་ མཚོ་ཁྲི ་ཤོར་རྒྱལ་མོ་ (almost twice the size of Namtso). Namtso has five uninhabited islands of reasonable size, in addition to one or two rocky outcrops. The islands have been used for spiritual retreat by pilgrims who walk over the lake's frozen surface at the end of winter, carrying their food with them. They spend the summer there, unable to return to shore again until the water freezes the following winter. This practice is no longer permitted under the Communist Chinese regime in Tibet. www.footprinttravelguides.com/c/2848/tibet/&Action=pr...
It does not know how to lie. It does not know how to say the truth. But it can help me with both.
Four LED lights and the Mitakon Speedmaster manual lens wide-open.
Located on the Nete river, Lier was settled in the 8th century and developed around the chapel of St. Peter. Lier became an important textile centre in the 14th century. It was besieged and taken by the Spanish in 1582, by the Dutch in 1595, and by the English in 1706 during the War of the Spanish Succession.
Lier is a French commune that was granted city rites in 1212. It is located in the Flanders region of Northern Belgium. Located on the Nete river, Lier was settled in the 8th century and developed around the chapel of St. Peter. Lier became an important textile centre in the 14th century. It was besieged and taken by the Spanish in 1582, by the Dutch in 1595, and by the English in 1706 during the War of the Spanish Succession. Belgian nationalists resisted a Dutch attack in 1830. Belgium has seen its fair share of war and occupation.
Destruction of Lier occurred as a result of bombing in Antwerp in 1914; however, many of the medieval structures survived including, the Gothic belfry, St. Gommarus’ Church and the béguinage.
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Song
She sat quietly in the shadows, surrounded by the music and memories that had shaped her life. The old mirror beside her reflected the worn walls perfectly—the cracks, the scars, every imperfect detail.
Yet when she looked at herself, she wondered why a mirror could never seem to show the woman she felt herself becoming.
Maybe mirrors don’t lie. Maybe they simply reflect what is there, while hiding everything that matters most—the dreams, the battles, the memories, and the strength carried quietly inside.
She gave her reflection a small smile.
“You know what I look like,” she whispered, “but you don’t know who I am.”