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We think of text messages as a relatively new thing - but - written text has been about for almost 5,500 years.
The oldest written graffiti was found in ancient Rome around 2500 years ago.
"Romani ite domum".
Life of Brian - Latin Lesson - Romans go home!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=wjOfQfxmTLQ
Most graffiti from the time was boasts about sexual experiences. Graffiti in Ancient Rome was a form of communication, and was not considered vandalism.
Candid shot, Sidmouth, Devon , UK.
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Cathedral Plaza Bucharest, Romania.
Design (2010): Vladimir Arsene (Westfourth Architecture), Cristiana Ştefan, Daniel Bilan, Lucia Stoll, Onar Gerelioglu, Mihaela Vasilescu.
When I got into my car the other day I looked up and found this 'helicopter' on my windshield pointing toward the sun! A good reminder for us all - reach for the light!
125 pictures in 2025 #61 Message in a picture
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✿mesh heart candy
✿6 message variations
✿2 colour options
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Pour toutes celles et ceux qui ont été emportés par la pandémie qui a frappé cette année 2020 d'un sceau de douleur et de deuil.
(4 snapshot in this pic)
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"Quand elle aime elle aime aux larmes
mais c'est d'une violence
En silence elle prend les armes
Souvent contre elle-même
Quand elle aime elle aime aux larmes
mais c'est d'une violence
Contre elle même elle prend les armes
Et souvent en silence
Quand elle aime elle est en flamme
Aucune indulgence
Et soudain c'est une eau calme
On ne sait pas ce qu'elle pense
Quel jeu elle joue
Si loin de tout
Et tout à coup
Joue contre joue
Le coeur qui tape quand elle s'échappe
Où ça, pourquoi, tout elle veut tout
Quand elle part à pas de loup
Où est-elle cachée chez elle
A l'envers du ciel
Comme si elle n'avait des ailes
Que pour jouer à tomber
Et personne n'est à personne
Elle a beau le dire
A l'idée qu'on l'abandonne
Elle aime autant mourir
Quel jeu elle joue
Elle a toujours des rendez-vous
Quel rendez-vous
Elle apparaît, elle disparaît
Où ça, pourquoi, tout elle veut tou-
-jours partir avant le jour
Quel jeu elle joue
Si loin de tout
Et tout à coup
Joue contre joue
Le coeur qui tape quand elle s'échappe
Où ça, pourquoi, tout elle a tout
Mais elle part quel jeu elle joue
Le coeur qui tape quand elle s'échappe
Où ça, pourquoi, tout elle a tout
Mais elle part quel jeu elle joue"
Julien Clerc - "Qule jeu elle joue" Album "double enfance" 2005
maybe it's from god or maybe it's from you. I'll be there....
**For those of you who spotted the word on the beach, congratulation. For those who did not, it's ok. It's like trying to find that someone in your life; it will take more than just luck to find it. It requires observation, choices, timing and faith.**
-Messenger-
Credit to the contemporary Chinese sculptor Qu Guangci ©
This blue angel belongs to a series created by Qu Guangci.
Their mission is to be messengers between Western and Eastern cultures. They wear the wings of Western angels but have the faces of people from the Orient..
We are invited to imagine the message
Cet ange bleu appartient à une série créée par Qu Guangci.
Leur mission est d'être des messagers entre les cultures occidentales et orientales. Ils portent les ailes des anges occidentaux mais ont le visage de personnes originaires d'Orient.
Nous sommes invités à imaginer le message
We stumbled upon a message from long ago canyon dwellers etched into the sandstone walls of a narrow canyon in Zion National Park. I wonder what meaning the person or persons who painstakingly inscribed these symbols in the rock walls meant to convey. The squiggly line could mean water or it might mean a snake or something else. I wonder if this is a message of triumph or a commemoration of a sorrowful event.
Unresolved Message
My Interplanetary Memories
Interplanetary Travel
As I track down the lost civilization of Plutonia, I feel like the protagonist of a sci-fi and sleuthing novel. A special sleuth on the trail of a lost civilization and tasked with finding them. Nor did I have a single piece of evidence that I would find the Plutonians. However, I had abandoned my main mission for a while in order to find them. This was my new assignment. The only result I reached in my research to find the Plutonians was a radio signal with the same frequencies from different planets. This radio signal was like morse code transmitted at different intervals and at different speeds. However, I had not yet deciphered the meaning of this radio signal. All I could reach was the location where the signal came from. Every time I visited the planet where these radio signals came from, all I came across was a new abandoned planet. After a while, I realize that I'm starting to see myself as part of this lost civilization. It was like I was the only one left from a lost civilization. And, in a way, my search for the lost civilization seemed to have turned into my search for my new home. I think the idea that little by little I would not be able to return to my own home was taking over me completely. This pushed me to seek a new living space. I was looking for my new home, far from home.
Camera: Canon EOS Kiss X7i
Photograph by Yusuf Alioglu
Location: Outer space (space)