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... a biblical plague appeared and darkened the sun...

  

  

قَد نتعجَ’ـب مٍن شَخص

مَرٍح , بشُوٍش , مُبتَسِم , مٌتفآئِل

كٍل صٍفآت السعَآدَه بٍ ظَنٍنآ أنَه يَمتَلٍكهآ

وَ

بٍ الصُدفَه , ومِن دوُن سآبٍق انذآر

نَجٍد دَفتَر يختَص بٍ ذآك الشخص

قَد نٌقش علًىـآ خآرجٍه

 

(يآجروحٍي برآ ثنآيآ هـَ الورًق لآ تبوحٍي )

  

واَسفَل تٍلك الجمله ايضا وكأنه تَحذٍير !

 

( مًمنٌوع القرآءه ) !

 

بٍ كٌل فضول نفتَح اول ورقة خرٍيف قد احتضنهآ الهَم دآخل تٍلك الريآح اللتي تحتضنهآ تٍلك السطوُر

أول صفحَه /

عآصفة هَم قَد التحفهآ ذآك الشخص بٍ تآريخ كذآ وكذآ في يوم الاثنين من هذه السنه

أستفهآم وعدة تعجب يحوي ملامحنآ

صفحَةِ أُخرى

طَيف أبتسآمه قَد خذلهًآ القدر بٍ صدمَه هدَمت جميع تلك البشَآشه بٍ تآريخ كذآ وكذآ في يوم الثلاثآء من هذه السنه

يالله ولمَ كل ذآك !

صفحة من وسط تلك السطور اللتي تشتعل هم , وتُخمد هروبٍ من الموآقع بٍ مهدءآت تنقلهآ إلى كوآبيس تُميت كل الأحلام الجميله

ربآآه كل ذلك فٍي روح ذلك الشخص لطفك ربي !

صفحة أخرى في يوم كذآ وكذآ يوم الاحد من هذه السنه

انهيآر حيثُ لا وقوف لآ احتوآء لآ ابتسآمه

رحمآك ربٍي كل ذآك !

   

تنويه | |

 

كُل مبتَسٍم لآ يعنٍي انه سعٍيد

وكل بشٌوش لآيعني انَه قد خلت دنيآه من الدموع

فَ حتما هنآك أًقنعَه مجبُورينَ على ارتدآئهآ

لآتعنٍي بٍ أننآ منآفقون | لآ

فقط حتى ـآ يُطلق علينآ بشر طبيعيون , وحتَى عن انكسآرنآ لآتعلمُون

ثمة أٌنآس تترَقَب سقوطٍنآ , وثمة أنآس ليس لدٍيهُم القوه لٍرؤيتنآ بٍ هذه الصورة المبروزه بلآ سعآده

فَ رفقنآ بمن نحبهٌم , وقهراَ لمن يتربقون

نظل نرتدي تلك الأقنعه .

 

همسه |!

 

الابٍتسآمه لاتعنٍي السعآده

ليس بِ شرط نمُوت لكٍي نثبت لٍ الدنيآ اننآ نتألم

ولآ تًعنٍي الدموع اننآ تُعسآء

فَ احيآن من الوقت الظلام يعني رآحة لٍ سكون أروآحنآ إلى النوم

   

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- حكآيآ المطر

نآفذتي أحسآسي أنتِ

كلمآتك لا تخذلني أبداً

 

أنتِ أنآ

 

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....carrying with You.......watercolorpencils(first time use) and nutwater ,textured with Ipiccy

Leitz Summarex 85/1.5

old memories

© 2012 Ⓢzone -- All Rights Reserved

I dream of returning .....

The head is from Lelutka called Avalon v3.1

Shape used is my own personal shape

The applier,eye veins and lip shade 3 is from Guapa

called Mione,shade Dracula and it's on sale

The body is from eBODY called Reborn and

the matching body shade is at the Velour mall

Veins on face and under eyes are from Izzies

Eyes are from Avi Glam called Rapture Eyes and

i wore the shade BoM 03 D

Lip mole is from Pr.etty called Mole Debora

Shadow is from Sugarose, style from the Abby hud

Eye brow tattoo layer is no longer sold

Hair is from Doux called Summer Day rare (old Gatcha)

Hat (Hid the Harlequin masks) and sleeve cuffs are from a costume from irrISIStible's called Dark Columbine costume

Eye patch is from Pendulum called Ravaphine,shade gold

Costume is from :Moon Amore called: Lady Cruel Outfit

Claws on fingers are from Pendulum called Auris. shade Gold

Sword is from =Zenith= called Wood Elf Ranger Long Sword and the shade is Gold

Fishnet Bom gloves are from Necroego called Fishnet gloves

Stalkings are from Blacklace called Lydia, shade Black

Boots are from Eudora3D called Iris Boots

Pose is from Lyrium called Mei, pose used Static 3M

 

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barry manilow - memory.mp3

  

Midnight

Not a sound from the pavement

Has the moon lost her memory

She is smiling alone

In the lamplight the withered leaves collect at my feet

And the wind begins to moan

Memory

All alone in the moonlight

I can smile at the old days

It was beautiful then

I remember the time I knew what happiness was

Let the memory live again

Daylight

I must wait for the sunrise

I must think of a new life

And I mustn't give in

When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too

And the new day will begin

Burnt out ends of smokey days

The stale cold smell of morning

The streetlamp dies

Another night is over

Another day is dawning

Touch me

It's so easy to leave me

All alone with the memory

Of my day in the sun

If you touch me you'll understand what happiness is

Look a new day has begun

Memory

All alone in the moonlight

I can smile at the old days

It was beautiful then

I remember the time I knew what happiness was

Let the memory live again

-Nào hay em đã vất hết những kí ức đã qua ... !

Chẳng hề suy nghĩ những phút đắm đuối những chiếc hôn nhẹ nhàng....

Và rồi cơn gió cuốn lấy hết nỗi xót xa vô hình nơi đây, khi em bên anh...

Tìm về nơi đâu khi em cho anh những giấc mơ ?!

Tìm về con phố đó nhưng sao nó quá xa vời vợi !!!

Chỉ cần em biết anh đã cố níu lấy chút yêu thương kia mong manh ... !

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-Fav 4 me .. !

 

-p/s : Có những chuyện tưởng chừng đã quên ... nhưng ko phải vậy !?

Where my husband & I met

View on Black here.....View

 

white tulip against a backdrop of orange ones

Memories vacation happy

Revueflex SD1, Mir1B, Santacolor 100

During my Sunday excursions, I'll often pause extra long to admire an abandoned country house with a memorable veranda, a homey construction detail you seldom see on modern houses. Those family members walked out to a clean, sweeping prairie view, seldom bothered by anything other than natural sounds and big skies. You wouldn't need to contend with admiring the neighbourhood you might not fancy. Traffic and lawnmowers wouldn't wake you early. No door to door salesman, nor garbage trucks. Truth is you didn't even lock the doors. Your mind was less cluttered, hardly shackled to social media with on demand prompts.

 

These thoughts helped recall a recent Robert Genn paragraph, as I opened a thermos of tea/biscuits and contemplated how to visually represent my discovery. Then my Blackberry beeped, I laughed….as I formatted my memory card. I felt a rich prairie cleansing, my efficiency was full steam ahead, minus the city sludge.

   

"Recent studies of teenagers' use of cellphones and other electronic devices have revealed some interesting results. Apparently, if you deprive kids of social networking for a week or so, a high percentage become significantly depressed. They also lose efficiency, will, enthusiasm and sleep. Their marks go down and their lassitude goes up.

 

For many artists, something similar happens when "the work quotient" is taken from their lives. A couple of unproductive days can send some creative folks into the dumps. They may not even be aware of what's happening to them. "Fear of restart" and permanent creative catatonia can set in after long-term abstinence."

   

*Please view LARGE for best rural detail

**Textures courtesy of SkeletalMess and Lenabem-Anna

***Thank You for your generous visits and comments

****stock image courtesy of ms.bailey

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Details and links at Oh, The Vanity!

 

(main photo to the left)

Memory is the mother of all wisdom

Aeschylus

Take care be safe

Memories of childhood revisited!

Forgiving does not erase the bitter past. A healed memory is not a deleted memory. Instead, forgiving what we cannot forget creates a new way to remember. We change the memory of our past into a hope for our future.

(Lewis B. Smedes)

 

Palma de Mallorca, Spain

Memories of 2008 and a fuller harbour. Manipulation with a seascape of another empty harbour area.

Sony A6000 + 16-50mm

Background : Mars by Talon15 on moddb.com

#ForeverTouristSelfieChallenge

Sometimes it seems like I'm too reliant on my computer or phone remembering everything for me...

Was out playing about with the E-M1, putting it through its paces.

Memories, may be beautiful and yet

Whats too painful to remember

We simply choose to forget

Old door. Traditional culture, when the family has marriage would hang red cloth on the door.

August view near Heysham

When we're through building memories

I'll hold yesterday in my heart

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=J5aDarzs1WE

 

They can take tomorrow and the plans we made

They can take the music that we never played

All the broken dreams take everything

Just take it away

But they can never have yesterday

 

They can take the future that we'll never know

They can take the places that we said we would go

All the broken dreams take everything

Just take it away

But they can never have yesterday

 

Now I can believe that I can still find the strength in the moments we made

I'm looking back on yesterday...

  

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