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[TURN]
버스커버스커
- 벚꽃 엔딩
(Cherry blossom ending)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tXV7dfvSefo
[Humming]
바람 불면 울렁이는 기분 탓에 나도 모르게
I feel nauseous when the wind blows, so I don't even know
바람 불면 저편에서 그대여 니 모습이 자꾸 겹쳐
When the wind blows, you're over there. Your images keep overlapping.
오 또 울렁이는 기분 탓에 나도 모르게
Oh, because of the feeling of nausea, I didn't know
사랑하는 연인들이 많군요
There are a lot of lovers you love.
알 수 없는 친구들이 많아요
I don't know many of them.
흩날리는 벚꽃 잎이 많군요 좋아요
There are a lot of cherry blossom leaves. I'd love to.
What a time - Julia Michaels (feat. Niall Horan)
I feel a little nauseous and my hands are shaking
I guess that means you're close by
My throat is getting dry and my heart is racing
I haven't been by your side
In a minute, but I think about it sometimes
Even though I know it's not so distant
Oh, no, I still wanna reminisce it
I think of the night in the park, it was getting dark
And we stayed up for hours
What a time, what a time, what a time
You clinged to my body like you wanted it forever
What a time, what a time, what a time
For you and I
What a time, what a time
For you and I
I know we didn't end it like we're supposed to
And now we get a bit tense
I wonder if my mind just leaves out all the bad parts
I know we didn't make sense
I admit it that I think about it sometimes
Even though I know it's not so distant
Oh, no, I still wanna reminisce it
I think of the night in the park, it was getting dark
And we stayed up for hours
What a time, what a time, what a time
You clinged to my body like you wanted it forever
What a time, what a time, what a time
For you and I
What a time, what a time
For you and I
For you and I
For you and I
For you and I
What a time, what a time for you and I
What a time for you and I, yeah
What a time, what a time for you and I
I think of the night in the park, it was getting dark
And we stayed up for hours
What a lie, what a lie, what a lie
You clinged to my body like you wanted it forever
What a lie, what a lie, what a lie
For you and I
What a lie, what a lie
For you and I
“this making you nauseous a little?”
-William Peter Blatty-
Azoury - Legion helmet for Tannenbaum
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.::Dead Dollz::. Harper Jacket for Tannenbaum
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Enid and Wednesday cosplay♥
Enid: “Will you forget about me?”
Wednesday: “Enid... the mark you have left on me is indelible. Anytime I grow nauseous at the sight of a rainbow or hear a pop song that makes my ears bleed, I'll think of you.”
Enid:“Thanks... I guess.”
Peter and Oleg each have a paper plane that is made by Mummy Marian. They have a lot of fun..........
PETER:
Wheeeee.....this is great Oleg!
I'm going soooo fast in my jet plane
OLEG:
I don't like it at all Peter.
You're going way too fast and... watch out!
We almost collided!
PETER:
No.... it's okay. (waves to Oleg) I have everything under con... con... control
Oops...that was very close.
OLEG:
I'm going to land Peter...I'm done with it!
PETER:
Please Oleg....wait
It's so much fun
OLEG:
No...besides I'm nauseous
PETER: (disappointed)
A question to all my friends:
Who wants to fly with me.
Bring your own jet plane.
Ask your Mummy or Daddy if they want to make one.
Hello my amazing Flickr friends !
Today is a black and white day at Color my World Daily and we celebrate Sliders Sunday. As usual, I have a picture from my archives. I take so many pictures that this black and white day is a great opportunity to show you some of my other concepts. And also, I can enjoy my social activities during the weekend (read : drinking like there is no tomorrow lol) without having to be sober and ready to take a new picture !
I must admit: once again I’m a victim of a hungover but it is my running day today so I will do it… even if it means that I will have to run slower, with a headache, slightly nauseous and in zigzags LOL. But I will do it: just watch me !!!! And then I will jump in my pool even if it is raining !
See you later my friends ! Mucho, mucho amor for you all !!
Thank you so much for all your lovely comments / favs/ general support / happy thoughts!! Stay safe and well!!
Peter's shop has expanded and Oleg comes to congratulate him.
OLEG:
Peter..Peter!!!
Huh... why are you in front of the counter and not behind it if I may ask.
PETER:
I'm sick Oleg...very sick
OLEG:
Are you in pain or are you nauseous?
PETER:
It's very strange Oleg.
When I think of Rosie I get a very special feeling inside my bear body. Like butterflies flying around in my stomach.
OLEG: (smiles)
You are not sick Peter.... you are in love with Rosie and that feeling is part of it.
PETER:
What is that... in love?
OLEG:
Then you want to be with someone as often as possible and hold and hug him or her.
PETER:
But I also want to be with Scout as often as possible and when I think of Scout I don't feel butterflies flying around in my stomach.
OLEG:
Scout is your best friend, but being in love feels different.
PETER:
You know Oleg....I want so much to be a prince and then Rosie will be my princess...and then....and then we get married and...and...we live happily ever after.
OLEG:
That's wonderful to think about
PETER:
Oleg...do you think Rosie has a few butterflies in her stomach too???
OLEG:
That's not impossible Peter.
Just wait......
The coronation concert in honor of His Majesty King Charles III has ended. Peter has said goodbye to his princess Rosie www.flickr.com/photos/40262251@N03/ and is now on his way home. Pim Gnoom takes care of the transport in exchange for 20 hours of work in his garden.
PETER:
Wheee...can you row a little harder Pim
PIM:
No young bear...then you will get seasick
PETER:
I'm big and strong..that won't happen.
Have I told you about my Princess Rosie?
She is very beautiful and sweet and....
PIM:
This is the 3rd time you've told Peter.
PETER:
.......I...I don't feel very well PP...Pim.....my stomach.....
I'm nauseous and I'm throwing up.
PIM:
Not in the boat!!!!!
Just hold on young bear
We're almost ashore
There is a lot of wind....hold on tight!!!!
LAND IN SIGHT!!!!
PETER:
I'm glad we're back on shore
... 52 weeks for dogs ...
... it is often thought that a dog eats grass because they are nauseous, this can indeed be the case, it is also sometimes thought that dogs eat grass because they do not get enough fiber through their food, but the most important reason that dogs eat grass is perhaps that they simply like it ! ...
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Peter and Oleg fly through and over the clouds with a paper plane made by Mummy Marian.
Oleg is nauseous (because he is airsick) and has landed safely somewhere in the backyard.
However, Peter doesn't know how to land.
PETER:
Oleg...OOOOOOleg!!!! How do I land???
OLEG:
Don't say anything to me....I'm so nauseous....I have to vomit....ugh...ugh
PETER:
I have landed! everything is ok with me!
Gosh ... Oleg .... you look so pale
I think you're not feeling well.
Shall I get you a cup of hot chocolate with whipped cream?
I'll just ask Mummy Marian.
OLEG:
Nooooooo...ugh...ugh.
PETER (sigh)
It's never right what I do.
Very happy to have my feet planted firmly on terra firma when my son wanted to go on this ride at last year's Canadian National Exhibition!
Peter and Oleg sit together on the couch.
Oleg is taking a nap and Peter is thinking about something
PETER:
Oleg?
OLEG:
What is it Peter?
PETER:
Can you tell me how I was born?
OLEG:
I've already told you that once.
You came from the stork..it brought you to Mummy Marian.
It was after sunset in March...several bear years ago.
I remember when you arrived you were nauseous from flying.
Satisfied with the answer?
PETER:
Um...I think so
(a moment later)
But.... did the stork give birth to me?
OLEG:
Yep
PETER:
But....I don't look like him
OLEG:
Yes...I mean no...um...well.....eh....
You were actually born from stardust and the stork took care of the stardust so that it would grow . It got a face and paws. And after a while....tata.....there you were. Then he delivered you to Mummy Marian.
PETER:
Thank you Oleg.
I am very special I think actually.
OLEG:
You certainly are Peter.
And now I'm going to take my afternoon nap
Dizzy? Nauseous? Disoriented?
Time to get off the merry-go-round
Regain some perspective
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The sun setting on a hellish 112 degree day…
That may not sound like much to some folks, but what makes this so bad around the PNW is that a lot of homes/buildings do not have AC, and we are a pretty humid area being next to the pacific… we’re just sitting ducks in an oven basically.
The inside of my house was 96 degrees F by the end of day. I had dizzy and nauseous spells just being inside my own home most the day.
Taken @ Grauland
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I feel a little nauseous and my hands are shaking
I guess that means you're close by
My throat is getting dry and my heart is racing
I haven't been by your side
In a minute, but I think about it sometimes
Even though I know it's not so distant
Oh, no, I still wanna reminisce it
I think of that night in the park, it was getting dark
And we stayed up for hours
What a time, what a time, what a time
You clinged to my body like you wanted it forever
What a time, what a time, what a time
For you and I
What a time, what a time
I know we didn't end it like we're supposed to
And now we get a bit tense
I wonder if my mind just leaves out all the bad parts
I know we didn't make sense
I admit it that I think about it sometimes
Even though I know it's not so distant
Oh, no, I still wanna reminisce it
She’s rough. She’s dry. She’s nauseous.
Will this be a lil burp or a power vom?
And are you going to risk eating an almond donut to try and absorb some of that alcohol?
Yes.
I will risk it.
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Mummy Marian has made a porch swing out of clothes pegs.
His very best friend Scout www.flickr.com/photos/40262251@N03/ visited Peter to try out the swing. Unfortunately, things went wrong. The swing fell apart.
PETER:
Thank you Bartie Bristle for fixing the Porch Swing also on behalf of my very best friend Scout. He had to go back to Australia to show Emmett something important.
BARTIE:
Thank you dear Peter and of course Scout for sweeping the floor of the Repair Shop. It looks neat again.
And Peter...careful rocking otherwise it will break down again.
PETER:
I promise not to rock too hard. Besides, my dearest cuddly bear can get nauseous.
Goodbye Bartie (waving to Bartie)
BARTIE: (waves back)
Goodbye Peter and greetings to your very best friend Scout!!!
I remember seeing Franz Ferdinand play a small club in Chicago called The Empty Bottle for their first US tour back in 2004 or so...I wasn't taking photographs at shows back then so I can't be sure but I know they had just either put out their self titled album or were about to release it. I had a sense of their greatness at that time, to be honest, and felt the space wasn't big enough for their sound.
Fast forward to 2009 when I was taking photographs and was set to shoot Coachella for the very first time. I was super excited to photograph Franz Ferdinand outdoors when I could capture the jumps! I flew in to San Diego to carpool with my friend J when all of a sudden, halfway through the drive, my body started feeling super wonky and dis-regulated. At one point, J pulled into a taco joint and I actually laid down in the parking lot on top of the asphalt . I was so dizzy, nauseous, and having a hard time breathing but I knew that I had to still get to the festival so I could photograph Leonard Cohen as that was the main reason. As soon as we reached Indio, I ran a cold bath and just tried to shock my system into being more alert. I don't really recall anything about that weekend except that some of my photos turned out OK but what I recall the most is that I missed Franz Ferdinand because I was in a bathtub trying to turn human again. After the fact, I saw these awesome jump shots from the set and was really kicking myself. When I finally got home, I got my diagnosis-my first major sinus infection combined with acute altitude sickness. I was out sick for an entire week after that.
Fast forward again, this time to 2012, I had a chance to shoot Franz Ferdinand again at Lollapalooza when, about an hour before their set, the sky turned completely dark and a tornado drill meant everyone had to evacuate. Most people honestly had nowhere to go except if they lived in or were staying in the loop. I ended up going into The Art Institute nearby for awhile until hearing that they were letting people back in. I ran back and caught a much shorter Franz Ferdinand set. Unfortunately, their big stage set up with lights was not fully functional for those first three songs and there was still some more haze or dust around atmospherically but I still think this shot was worth posting.
Btw, I recently discovered that it looks like Alex Kapranos is actually single, which surprised me because all this time I honestly thought he was in a poly-amorous relationship with Jacqueline and Michael.
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I haven't been particularly pleased with anything I've been shooting lately... I've been unispired, tired and overwhelmed, in general. Last night, in anticipation of a passing thunderstorm with the expectation of a rainbow following, I headed out to the slaughterhouse. I decided to go in and check out the pair of chairs I had left there, hoping to not find them either missing or smashed to pieces. I never got that far. I walked in, headed for the stairs with my flashlight and stopped in my tracks when I heard a THUD coming from upstairs, followed by more thuds and bangs and then a rolling noise... like a bowling ball rolling across the floor. For the first time, in all the years that I have been visiting this place, I was scared in there. I left. I stood outside and thought about it and said... No Way... I'm going back in... and I did. But, I didn't get any further. I actually started to feel nauseous and left there with a headache. I know there are black vultures that live there, but I'm pretty sure that they haven't taken up bowling. I have no idea what was going on in there and was not brave enough to investigate. I'm sure, eventually, I will go back in ... but it might be awhile.
And then, it rained... and there was a rainbow... and I missed it. Yeah, that's pretty much the way my days have been going lately. Such is life....
Happy Sliders Sunday!
Yesterday we visited my brother-in-law for the first time in over a year. I was thrilled to see he had painted his home this delectable shade of blue. The sun popped out with perfect timing to spotlight the scene. Later, when we were inside gabbing, I mentioned my admiration for the bold colour and he said that his neighbour hated it ... she had complained to the council that it made her nauseous and she now couldn't sleep ???
Then we heard a car drive by, and he said that is her leaving, she drives her car to the end of the street and sleeps in it to avoid the ghastly sight, according to him she is nuts :)
Home of the Museum of the American Indian, a division of the Smithsonian. I almost did not go into the building as the first thing you see in the foyer are portraits of both Trump and JD Vance resting on two easels. It just made me nauseous, But I asked if there had been portraits of President Biden and Vice President Harris during the previous administration, and the security guards said yes.
As many of you know, I use a mobility scooter to get around the city and in every museum. I am usually just whisked through. Although of course I’m happy to present my camera bag or my pocketbook or anything else that I have on me that security would like to see. But generally speaking people just let me through. Not here. It was like a TSA screening with a wand and full body pat down, a thorough search of the scooter, etc.. It was ridiculous. I don't remember ever having such a "thorough" search on previous visits. But I love the rotunda and being a quiet day, I was optimistic. I could get some good shots. Indeed I did.
You can learn more about the museum here: americanindian.si.edu/visit/ny
I miss not having number one son at home to give an opinion when I am uncertain about an image. I asked the Sherpa and his contribution was-it makes me nauseous.
Possibly true but I am drawn to more creativity, especially when most of my images at the moment are "snapshots". Still,l celebrate that I managed quite well with the camera while away and even felt a glimmer of enthusiasm about photography,
This was a rotunda in the gardens and I did a five image multiple exposure. And then played in Photoshop and Topaz.
Apologies if it makes you nauseous. I have a couple more nausea inducing images you might want to avoid!
I had the chance to visit the Upland Lemon Festival last month and grabbed this shot. It makes me nauseous just looking at it, I've never been fond of the spin your brains out type of ride, but to each his or her own. :)
There are 8 people in there????
Thank you for taking the time to take a look at my photos and as always, your views, comments, faves, and support are greatly appreciated!! Have a great weekend everyone :)
If you have any questions about this photo or about photography in general, I will do my best to help, just post a comment or send me a Flickr mail and I will respond as quickly as possible.
Paksé (Laos) - En venant de Thaïlande, Paksé est la porte d’entrée du Laos pour le voyageur qui veut se rendre par la route dans le Sud du pays.
Le véritable intérêt ici, c'est le marché. Pour le plaisir des yeux (du photographe) car pour les odeurs, mieux vaut passer son chemin. La preuve par l'image ; au moins pour les conditions sanitaires, même si personnellement j’ai toujours l’odeur du poisson quand je revois cette photo.
Le pic-up est arrivé chargé de poissons du Mékong. Ceux qui étaient dans l'habitacle étaient emballés vaguement dans des plastiques pour éviter de trop souiller les sièges en cuir et pour tenter de limiter les émanations nauséabondes des poissons en début de décomposition, sous l’effet de la chaleur (40°).
Après avoir assisté à cette scène, je n'ai plus mangé de poisson de tout le voyage. Quant au pic-up, étant donné son utilisation professionnelle, je pense qu'il est désormais invendable sur le marché de l'occasion. Sauf si les éventuels acheteurs ne sont pas indisposés par l'odeur ou envisagent de l’utiliser comme poissonnerie ambulante.
It is fresh my fish!
Paksé (Laos) - Coming from Thailand, Paksé is the gateway to Laos for the traveler who wants to go by road to the south of the country.
The real interest here is the market. For the pleasure of the eyes (of the photographer) because for the smells, it is better to go your own way. Image proof; at least for the sanitary conditions, even if personally I always have the smell of fish when I see this photo again.
The pick-up arrived loaded with fish from the Mekong. Those in the cabin were wrapped in plastic to avoid soiling the leather seats too much and to limit the nauseous fumes from fish at the start of decomposition under the effects of heat (40°).
After witnessing this scene, I haven't eaten any more fish for the whole trip. As for the pic-up, given its professional use, I think it is now unsaleable on the second-hand market. Unless potential buyers aren't bothered by the smell or plan to use it as a mobile fishmonger.
I can grab the fireworks, and soda, all the cookies we can eat
Make you nauseous, but be cautious, this is not Dawson's Creek
We could sneak away, fck it, you can bring an eighth
I'm not gon' smoke, but I'm just asking, baby; could you meet me by the lake?
Said bring a towel, well, baby, meet me by the lake
Bathin' suit, it's going down, shit, just meet me by the lake
We could count the shooting stars, well, could you meet me by the lake?
Home of the Museum of the American Indian, a division of the Smithsonian. I almost did not go into the building as the first thing you see in the foyer are portraits of both Trump and JD Vance resting on two easels. It just made me nauseous, But I asked if there had been portraits of President Biden and Vice President Harris during the previous administration, and the security guards said yes.
As many of you know, I use a mobility scooter to get around the city and in every museum. I am usually just whisked through. Although of course I’m happy to present my camera bag or my pocketbook or anything else that I have on me that security would like to see. But generally speaking people just let me through. Not here. It was like a TSA screening with a wand and full body pat down, a thorough search of the scooter, etc.. It was ridiculous. I don't remember ever having such a "thorough" search on previous visits. But I love the rotunda and being a quiet day, I was optimistic. I could get some good shots. Indeed I did.
You can learn more about the museum here: americanindian.si.edu/visit/ny
I had not been to the top of 70 Mile Butte for three and a half years - since I shot a video there for Tourism Canada with Madonna Hamel in 2020. She wrote the script, narrated, and acted in it; all I did was visualize a sequence of short clips to tell the story. Then, the demands of telling a story in 90 seconds forced us to dumb it down, repeatedly, until there was almost nothing left, LOL. That said, here it is - all 90 seconds of it, with editing and a couple of additional shots by George Tsougrianis:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ekeBfDyjdtA
it was a sweltering evening; I thought I would die from heat stroke. Seriously. I had two white spots on my cheeks and felt weak and nauseous. Managed to recover and finish the shoot. But video is not my forte, and I like the views OF this landmark butte from slightly lower elevations, so I have avoided that trail - one I've hiked countless times - in recent years. Until this spring. The cool, wet weather lured me back to the top. I took things easy and had a great hike. And what did I find on top? Flowers galore!
The Tufted Milk-vetch, Astragalus spatulatus, was at its peak. There are at least 19 Astragulus species in Saskatchewan, and this one is considered rare. It flowers in May in low-growing cushions of rich magenta blooms, favouring well-drained, exposed rocky places. Like the top of 70 Mile Butte.
If you've watched the video, you can see instantly why I prefer stills. The detail. The detail!!! I enjoyed the collaborative project with my two friends, but the images go by so fast, just like real life. My entire career in photography has been about stopping the world so I can really see it.
Photographed in Grasslands National Park, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2024 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
am I really finishing this project tomorrow? it's unbelievable. it's almost made me feel nervous/nauseous at times today.
I must have ran back about 10 times to get more water haha. and it took a long time to get a good shot so when I saw this I literally almost cried.
when I look at my last several uploads I really feel like I'm doing something special.
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btw guys it's water not snow :)
Peter and Oleg are with Mummy Marian on holiday in the Teutoburgerwald.
While Marian took a break from hiking, Peter and Oleg borrowed one of her hiking boots and went to see the ruin from above.
OLEG:
I think we should go back Peter, we are on the other side of the ruin. Besides, the sun is setting and Jan and Marian are rested from hiking by now I think
PETER::
Yep...we're going back Oleg...only I don't know how.
(Peter pokes a hole in the balloon with the safety pin. Woosh..the balloon flies with the shoe at a great speed around the ruin of Falkenburg).
OLEG: (dizzy)
This is not going to work out.
Help!!!!!!
PETER:
Don't panic Oleg...I see Jan standing there
Yoo-hoo...Jan ...here we are!
Peter waves to Jan who knows what to do
The balloon runs out of air and the shoe falls down at great speed and lands in one of the bushes. Jan's hand quickly grabs the shoe and Peter and Oleg are safe again. Apart from Oleg being pale and nauseous, they are fortunately uninjured.
Just home last night from 6 nights/5 days back up in Scotland in Glencoe. Had some fantastic conditions at times, with a real blanket of snow up on the higher Rannoch Moor area and surrounding mountains that even reached the bottom of the valley at one stage. Great stuff for photography and the sort I'd been hoping to experince here since I first got into photography a few years back.
So far, so good.
So, got home last night and plugged the external hard drive into my PC - the one that I'd saved my images onto whilst away in order to make space on my camera's memory card...and found an issue with the drive that means 4 of the 5 day's worth of shots have vanished off it.
So far, so not so good.
Swear words have been expressed, frequently. A nauseous feeling was swallowed down with beer, and I think my only faint hope currently lies with taking the bloody thing to a computer shop, crossing every apendage I have (well, not every appendage...) and hoping I don't end up sobbing on the computer boffin's shoulder. I'd imagine that'll be socially awkward for both of us.
If you've made the reading this far (thank you), this is one of the few shots that has survived the revenge of the insentient digital equipment - one from Wednesday evening at the waterfalls along the River Coe at the bottom of the valley near the Clachiag Inn.
Pokey was diagnosed with kidney failure a few weeks ago, so he has been on a renal diet and doing well, but the last few days he has not felt very good. I don't think it's his kidneys - it seems to be a bit of vestibular dizziness, which he also had last year, and a bit of his gastritis acting up. Seems to always be something when you have a senior dog.
PETER:
Oleg? I'm a bit sad. I am worried about my very best friend Scout and your best friend Paddy.
www.flickr.com/photos/40262251@N03/
It's very hot in Australia. They need rain right away or they will become mummies. I thought so...well...um...maybe we can send rain to them. We get far too much rain.
OLEG:
That's very kind of you Peter, but how do you want to do that?
PETER:
I have already thought about that Oleg, You have to trust me and come with me.
Peter and Oleg walk to the pond in Mummy Marian,s garden.
OLEG:
What are we doing here?
PETER:
Look in the pond Oleg.
OLEG:
Nothing to see, just one of Mummy Marian's wooden shoes.
PETER:
Yep...get in there because we're going to practice boating. If we can sail well then we'll go to Australia. We'll take a big cloud of rain with us, maybe two.
OLEG:
Your kidding. I'm not getting into that wooden shoe. By the way, how do you plan to transport that cloud.
PETER:
I'll tie a rope around it and drag it behind the wooden shoe
Please Oleg...get in it now.
Oleg carefully steps into the wooden shoe and Peter does the same.
The strong east wind blows them to the middle of the pond.
OLEG:
Stop Peter....I want to go back!!!!!
I get nauseous and I can't swim
PETER:
I can't swim either Oleg.
We are safe here. Nothing will happen, but then you shouldn't wobble back and forth like that.
OLEG:
I do that because there is a hole in the wooden shoe and water flows in and I have wet paws.
PETER:
Please be patient Oleg, the wind is blowing us to shore.
When they are ashore:
OLEG:
I'd like to help our friends, but you understand I'm not going to Australia that way. By the way how did you come up with the idea of sitting in a wooden shoe.
PETER:
It's actually the idea of my very best friend Scout
He showed me a picture of himself in Daddy's new sandal.
OLEG:
Well I have to tell you I'm not surprised
july 30, 2010
with unknown situations
arise new intentions.
hi I'm the girl with ugly legs and new favourite shoes.
I slept far too long and felt a bit better when I woke up, but my breakfast being replaced by lunch made me feel nauseous again, so I spent another few hours in bed whilst my dad tried to fix the internet on my laptop.
after I had finally unpacked my suitcase in search for my remote, Nina came over in the late afternoon and later we went to the cinema. the movie was great and afterwards we went to a bar together with Seb and Chrise. Nina didn't feel good and so we went to Seb’s house, where we spent the night after she had fallen asleep and Seb and me had looked at pictures for about two hours.
I feel a little nauseous and my hands are shaking
I guess that means you're close by
My throat is getting dry and my heart is racing
I haven't been by your side
In a minute, but I think about it sometimes
Even though I know it's not so distant
Oh, no, I still wanna reminisce it
Surrendering time to the ensuing morning Märztag breeze
it's ambience exudes itself beyond catagorisation
it's language speaks by light and shadow
a foretaste of the reflected déjà vu from past months
telling the priceless peerage of continuous season
interlocking is the pedigree of Nature's ascent
to the throne we crown with our today's and tomorrow's
learning from the errors of our infected pulmonic yesterdays
a good morning cough to clear the phlegm of bacterial falsehoods
the germ of human's disportment forever the infection
of a being so very gifted and yet so terribly arrogant
perplexing naïvety is nauseous for generations constant bemoaning
what is the prerequisite for living in today's world?
and more to the point, who on earth can answer this?
two words abound with so few signs of the genuineness
'free' and 'love' are in demand, but increasingly hard to trace
shallow is the love from the heart of our supposed politicians
choice is no longer free from the implied "society" formulated
by think-tanks firing on all cylinders and missing every target
the gentle style of cultured existence seeks it's own path
and should be allowed to mellow with age, in peace
to degrade and degenerate a whole swathe of human emotion,
that was built on trust, belief in human spirit and understanding,
is to utterly negate our right to coexist on this planet
with nature's children in our midst, the followers of instinct
may teach us so much that has been hitherto hard to swallow
the birdsong you take for granted spells life for another granted day
our nonfeasance in the wake of wilful plunder and toxication
in the name of corporate gain, or globalisation..a byword for slavery
of every living being that must choke in retreating freedoms of purity
respire is the first lesson in life, yet, how we wish to undo such a gift
now, again, regimes resorb each and every one's right to the basics of living
a sickening parasite at the top of a pile of it's own victims
related by genes yet to the death we fight for the power of printed paper
forged into our makeup is a hiccup of modernism in urgent need of a shake-up
tantamount to evil are our leaders beguiling a rendition of atrocities of yore
can we not wake and grow up, for we are the lowest of the low in nature's rank
and file for a divorce of duty in our negation of one very splendid planet
we, we, we heed the lighthouse's warning, yet run aground we have
shipwrecked again, the poor must salvage what was theirs by rights
stolen over generations and squandered over markets, the gold of heart
irreplaceable is the spirit that brings us together...so, a plea, please hear me
never undervalue a soul of little obvious material wealth,
for they hold the key to the Earth's primary reserves and treasures,
they are the inspiration, the survivors, the winners of tomorrow
they are the credence in the face of adversity
they know no greed for materials or calorie control
they could be you and me...if only...if only we could see.
by anglia24
11h00: 01/03/2008
©2008anglia24
A fire watch tower literally nestled into a high rock overlooking Mount Rainier.
An absolutely stunning, breathtaking hike at sunset! Though not going to lie, as someone who has a healthy fear of heights, walking around here made me a little nauseous since you're basically surrounded by cliffs up there. Between the fire lookout platform was 3 feet of rock and then a sheer drop haha
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This is the way nightmares begin
How stupid are the people of the country?
Err I don't know what I said
Argh I don't remember
I don't remember
I don't remember
Err maybe that's what I said
How stupid
We should go for waterboarding
And we should go tougher
Chop off heads
Get these terrorists
Get these terrorists
This is the twilight zone
I remember waking up on November 9, 2016
And feeling a little bit nauseous
It felt like descending into a bottomless pit on a high speed rail
Careening head first into the unknown
Twilight zone
We will make American great again
Disgusted and depressed
We know the world is just a mess
Distortion of reality
The truth is under arrest
This is the twilight zone
The world went on much as it had been going on
Crisis
Twilight zone
We will make American great again
Confusion and consent
Has always been their intent
Destruction of society
Unless we dissent
This is the twilight zone
The world went on much as it had been going on
Crisis
We're in the twilight zone
Twilight zone
But there's no better word than stupid
Firing up the crazies
How stupid
This is the twilight zone
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Allen D Jourgensen
Home of the Museum of the American Indian, a division of the Smithsonian. I almost did not go into the building as the first thing you see in the foyer are portraits of both Trump and JD Vance resting on two easels. It just made me nauseous, But I asked if there had been portraits of President Biden and Vice President Harris during the previous administration, and the security guards said yes.
As many of you know, I use a mobility scooter to get around the city and in every museum. I am usually just whisked through. Although of course I’m happy to present my camera bag or my pocketbook or anything else that I have on me that security would like to see. But generally speaking people just let me through. Not here. It was like a TSA screening with a wand and full body pat down, a thorough search of the scooter, etc.. It was ridiculous. I don't remember ever having such a "thorough" search on previous visits. But I love the rotunda and being a quiet day, I was optimistic. I could get some good shots. Indeed I did.
You can learn more about the museum here: americanindian.si.edu/visit/ny
thought i'd take a vday picture before the week got to crazy to do so. luckily their groovy little coats are just the right colors :)
also thought you might want to see them real time...soo....
The Wanderings of Consensus©
Farewell, the dulling meteorological effect didn't work as the rain teems down
And out are my powers of healthy deduction, un-policed defences remain lawless
With rioting pain open till late in the build-up to the run-in of final quest
That which presents a vaccinated gift of brightness, vigour and a sequined night sky
Illuminating the foundations of a new year hope that resolves hopefully at mercy's behest
For now though it's too dark to find the definitions for the words of encouragement
Those far away are so needed while close at hand are the lines of life cut
Shorter and shorter like December daylight, every second counts on the one hand
It instils an immediacy together with an intimacy on the other hand of fate
If thumbs are the peers for the palms that sway with thoughts at their command
Then let them press upon the need of the temples with eyes closed may it help
Soon the nauseating rain becomes the soothing sound we were born to love
From the womb of learning the comforting tones that never quit our deeper sense
The revelling of warmth, safety and love so often missing from practice
Do we remain what we are to sacrifice it all for the sake of society's pretence
Selling our Soul to the devil is the ultimate crime against the salvation of life
Those gratuitous decadent's who roam the lands bringing rich tears to the poor's fears
Do they have a conscience at all? If not, then different worlds we do walk
One day will dawn a dampening mirror to reveal the human sickness
Then they shall see all they can be is servant to their own perversions of which judge and jury talk
The promise of inhalation is conceived, but is it not enough to live in the present?
Broken time and again according to legend and sin is ill-afforded
It's debt mounted by clueless expense upon the hunt for overfed habit
Now grossly obese is this pallid list of heavy emotional calories
Stolen from the starving children of today, the bones of tomorrow's world graves will inhabit
So speak in hope, sound a soothing victory cry of one in the eye in the fight for good
Climb the mountain reach out across the valleys, watch your step and look over the edge
Mass hysteria is no more our nauseous threat as we touch the sobriety of our true world
Distance measured according to feeling, effort judged by heart, love recorded universally
With a conscientious spirit, as one of Nature, to a perfect sleep we accordingly curled.
by anglia24
10h20: 11/12/2008
©2008anglia24
the US Supreme Court’s decision today feels like a physical blow, one that continues to leave me nauseous and gasping for air. it is so wrong.
“I bought you a present, un cadeau.” he said. “Come, I will take you to it.” He grabbed her hand and took her back into the Medina. Against the tide of people they made their way up through the narrow laneways, twisting and turning until she had quite lost all sense of direction.
“There.” he said, and pointed to the birdcage, sitting in the shadows of a doorway, next to a red doormat that said “welcome”. She stared at it for a quite a while, not knowing what to say. She was shocked that he had got it so wrong, that he knew her so little. Sure the cage was pretty and the birds the colour of her eyes. But it just made her feel sad. He stood there beaming, so proud of his find, thinking that it would make everything right again. She looked at his dark eyes and shuddered.
The birds were as far from their homeland as she was, it made her homesick to look at them. Two birds, a symbol of love, just tugged harder at her broken heart and the sight of the fragile creatures trapped forever in a cage sent her reeling.
It was hot and airless in the Medina and she longed see the sky. The smell of tobacco and honeyed sweets was making her nauseous. She wanted to run away, far from him, and far from the closeness of the walled-city. She wanted to be near the sea, the wind blasting its way along the coast and the sand stinging her legs. She wanted to gulp in the cold salt air and breathe it in so deeply it hurt. And above all else she wanted to be alone ...
I was tagged by un instinct de bonheur!
1. I don't do ANYTHING until I've had my morning coffee.
2. My dreams are so real and vivid it sometimes takes a few hours to shake them.
3. Plants are not safe in my care.
4. I love air hockey and ping pong.
5. When I play those games, I become horribly obnoxious and competitive and can't seem to help it.
6. I have really skinny ankles and doubled jointed elbows.
7. I secretly want to be a rock & roll girl like Joan Jett.
8. Animals follow me home. That's why we have 6 cats.
9. I'm considered color blind, I can see primary colors but can't distinguish shades of grey, green, brown or purple.
10. I love sardines and pickled herring but despise oysters.
11. I don't like to answer the phone unless I know who it is.
12. I like food so spicy it makes some people sweat.
13. My first car was a 1973 Mach I Mustang, black with black interior. I wish I still had it.
14. I think I'm bigger and stronger than I actually am.
15. I used to sporadically color my hair in extreme colors - black, red and peroxide blonde.
16. I can't watch scary or suspense films, they make me nauseous.