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All the times I've walked at Park, I've never seen birds just hanging out on the deck fence like this. They let me get surprisingly close before they flew off! HFF!
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✘ LeL // MADRID Head
✘ Stealthic // Cinder hair @ ACCESS
✘ DeeTaleZ // Mia [GHOST]
✘ SAXO // Deformed Face
✘ SAXO // Face Shine
✘ Suicidal Unborn // Frostlite Eyeshadow Pack 2 @ ASTROPHE
✘ MAENA // DECODE EYBROWS V1 [White/TINTABLE]
✘ MAENA // DONNA VOID MIRAGE LASHES @ ASTROPHE
✘ Suicidal Unborn // Solacium Eyes [Pack 01] @ Anthem
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✘ e.maire // Taran Earings
✘ ASCENT // Smite Piercings
- Septum
- Cheeks
✘ ASCENT // Nexus Piercings [Lip] @ GOTHCORE
✘ Imperia // Blessed sin [Collarbone piercings]
✘ AFFLICTSINS // Knuckle Piercings
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✘ REBORN by eBODY
✘ VELOUR // Angel Halloween [Slim/Ghost]
✘ WIHK // Creep Nails
✘ Onyx // Never Tattoo Faded mixed with Born this way
✘ Lilithe // Szarkai Tattoos
- Hands
- Knees
✘ Enfer Sombre // Bijou a & B [Hands]
✘ SAXO // Deformed body [Soft]
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✘ ESTUS // Fraia Top @ WASTELAND
✘ ESTUS // Fraia Pants @ WASTELAND
✘ ApparitioN // Void Crushers
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✘ EQUAL // Damian Sleeves
✘ Aspect // River Hand Straps
✘ Aspect // Nope Coffee [FATPACK]
✘ AFFLICTSINS // Apostle Rings
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✘ Tsuki // riley bento set [Coffee & Cig pack not included and alters that hand/arm pose]
The engineer pulls back on the throttle as J783 passes the south end of the Wapakoneta siding and begins its sprint up Botkins Hill.
You’re bare foot or in boots. It’s “Never To Wet” when the rain stops to grab your camera and take your photos, The end product will prove to you that it was all worth the effort. Oh, yes I still got wet. This photo was taken shortly after a rain storm. The air was clean. It was a little cool from the rain. Thanks for stopping by to visit my work. Gratitude and Kindness will accompany you every step of the way.
I'm breaking free from these memories
Gotta let it go, just let it go
I've said goodbye
Set it all on fire
Gotta let it go, just let it go
I let it go, and now I know
A brand new life, down this road
Where it's right, you always know
So this time, I won't let go
There's only one thing left here to say
Love's never too late
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Fallen Angel
Song by Three Days Grace
Lyrics
Late at night I could hear the crying
I hear it all, trying to fall asleep
When all the love around you is dying
How do you stay so strong?
How did you hide it all for so long?
How can I take the pain away?
How can I save
A fallen angel, in the dark
Never thought you'd fall so far
Fallen angel, close your eyes
I won't let you fall tonight
Fallen angel
You do it all for my own protection
You make me feel like I'll be okay
Still I have so many questions
How do you stay so strong?
How did you hide it all for so long?
How can I take the pain away?
How can I save,
A fallen angel, in the dark
Never thought you'd fall so far
Fallen angel, close your eyes
I won't let you fall tonight
Fallen angel, just let go
You don't have to be alone
Fallen angel, close your eyes
I won't let you fall tonight
I was right beside you
When you went to hell and back again
I was right beside you
When you went to hell and back again
And I, I couldn't save, a fallen angel
A fallen angel, in the dark
Never thought you'd fall so far
Fallen angel, close your eyes
I won't let you fall tonight
Fallen angel, just let go
You don't have to be alone
Fallen angel, close your eyes
I won't let you fall tonight
Fallen angel
Forgotten places are never empty. They're filled with memories we'll never know and the ghosts of people long gone. I always wonder about them - when I walk past.
This guy caught me by a total surprise, just like falling instead of a launch, and this is the very best I could do. Tomorrow I will start a series I'm very proud of, and one I've never been able to get in 20-years, so I'm very happy indeed.
Thank you for stopping by, it is always so very much appreciated.
This is one of those shots that I just have stuck in my head. This is the second time I went back to shoot this... and I'm really not done with it. There is something that I really love about this scene, but I still haven't captured what I want... and I kind of like it when that happens... it's like a project that just goes on and on until you finally get it right... and ... now I have time...
A very surreal and a little bit scary moment when yesterday at work... they told us to go home and that we would get paid for the next 8 weeks. Go home? Get paid? 8 weeks? Geez... I have waited all my working life to hear those words, and I will admit I tried NOT to skip as I headed out to my car, but yet, it's scary. I know I have so many things to do at home, and being by myself has never been much of a problem for me ( as my co-workers always said about me... "Torrie doesn't like people." Not exactly true, but I am fine by myself, too) But the prospect of getting sick or hearing about others get sick really whips a damper on that whole 8 weeks thing. But, I will do my best to stay healthy and stay busy.
I also have the time that I have always wanted to do ALL of those things that I keep whining and making excuses that I don't have time to do. So, today is DAY 1... I'll be making a list... and on that list... will be going back to this spot... again... and again.
Please stay well out there!!
Seen along one of the grittier sections of Queen St. East in Toronto. Taken from inside my car while at a stop light. Thought this image had some power to it because of the gun being pointed at this guy who looks like he's had a bit of a rough life....
NEVER BLAME ANYONE IN LIFE, THE GOOD PEOPLE GIVE YOU HAPPINESS, THE WORST PEOPLE GIVE YOU A LESSON AND THE BEST PEOPLE GIVE YOU MEMORIES.
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Pose - Never Ending Night from Q Poses @(The Pose Fair)
Some injuries never heal.
You can’t see them,
they’re hidden deep inside.
Most of us have old wounds.
Let these injuries keep you soft and kindhearted,
allowing them to make you hard accomplishes little, except more hurt.
-- me
following my own path.
learning to sit with uncertainty.
embracing impermanence.
training the dragon in my heart.
reflecting on the mind,
so excitable, so uncertain,
so difficult to control.
inhale love… exhale doubt.
❣️ 💙 📷 🐄 🐾 🐎 💋
🌼 ❄️ 🎼 ✍️ 💕️ ✨
a soldier of peace
in the army of love.
Conrail ALSE makes its way north on the River Line South toward CP 02 in Weehawken. Little did we know in 1992 that the twin towers of the World Trade Center would not be standing less than 10 years later, forever changing the iconic appearance of lower Manhattan. The view from the Pershing Road overpass is quite different today for other reasons as well. The Hudson-Bergen Light Rail Line now occupies the former River Line right-of-way, with frequent Light Rail Vehicles replacing the occasional Conrail freights that once passed here. The valuable land in the near distance is now occupied by waterfront housing, and lots of it. The quiet two lane road next to the tracks is now the bustling four lane Port Imperial Boulevard. The new One World Trade Center skyscraper towers over all of this from a distance, but it's really not the same. 20 years after 9/11 it's important to remember...never forget!
Conrail ALSE-4:
CR 6756 SD50
CR 6081 C40-8W
Much has been said about the never ending movement of the sea so I will add my thoughts. As far as human experience goes, the movement of the sea is eternal. But...
never stand up in a canoe & take a picture...... and your good camera at that
view large for watercolour effect
In every possible way
And my dreams it's never quiet as it seems
'Cause you're a dream to me, dream to me !
Dreams - The Cranberries
Obrigada por todas as visualizações e pelo carinho!
“Those who dwell among the beauties and mysteries of the earth are never alone or weary of life.”
Rachel Carson
As I was framing this shot, a man who seemed irritated that we were taking pictures on the boardwalk, came up to me and asked, "Why are you taking pictures of the sunset? It happens everyday, they're always the same!" I had to chuckle to myself.
As you know by now, I love when artists use music to tell a story, weaving the music and the lyrics into a tale filled with emotion and colours. Don McLean is one of those Artists who masterfully achieve this. Vincent is an Ode to the dutch painter Vincent Van Gogh (1853 - 1890). He struggled with mental illness all through his life and died at his own hands at the age of just 37. During his life, he barely sold any of his paintings. Which makes the fact that these days they are worth millions kind of a cruel joke. Don McLean weaved numerous paintings of VanGogh into his Lyrics, which is another nice touch
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy, linen land
Now, I understand what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
Now, I understand, what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now, I think I know what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will