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IMPRESCINDIBLE VER LA IMAGEN CON BANDA SONORA Y EL SONIDO DE LOS HELICOPTEROS DE FONDO!!!!!!!!!!
"The End", de The Doors, subtitulado en castellano
TRIBUTO A UNA DE LAS MEJORES PELICULAS DE LA HISTORIA DEL CINE BELICO (opinion personal)....APOCALYPSE NOW
Like the jaws of a shark, these water's will tear the boat from under you. That is not a pretty picture.
I love all
The many charms about you;
Above all
I want my arms about you.
Don't be a naughty baby,
Come to papa -- come to papa -- do!
My sweet embraceable you.
JDX_0004And2more_tonemapped c
Took this on a trip to beautiful NYC. Walking around exploring I came across these piers. Took the pic with the piers mimicking the buildings in the background.
Sam war gerade im Artikel „ Der Mensch im Mittelpunkt“ vertieft, als er von einem komischen Geräusch gestört wurde. Direkt über unserem Haus ein rotes Schwein! Wo gibts denn so etwas.
Er hat es mit Erfolg in die Flucht gejagt.-
Sam was engrossed in the Human Focus article when a strange noise disturbed him. A red pig directly above our house! Where is there such a thing?
He successfully chased it away.
Next picture please
the smallest from the 5 in the 5 lake district, where I live.
Close to the place, where I live and a nice stay for a while...
Dreams
Left behind
Ashes from the wings of a butterfly
Squashed petals on the floor
Cheer to nothing
Say nothing
Behind rose garden
Endless desert
by Boris ©2008
EXPLORE!
thanking you for looking at my stream. But I must add that these works are original and final images . And are not to be copied or reproduced in any way or form without permission of the artist. wishing you well with blessings and harmony.
walking at sunrise ....last August ...along the Blue Ridge Parkway ...No. Carolina .
Thanks for the visit ....have a nice day :-)
Please scroll down to see how the events of this dramatic incident unfolded .... :-))))
Explore ......thank you :-)
A dear song and also a dear show:)
Sunny and happy day everyone:)
Szép napsütötte napot mindenkinek:)
Explored #87, 2009 .05.06.!!thank UUUU:)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=R4WKUExF2As
Thanks to all for your wonderful comments and invites!!:-))
Die Nebelfrauen schleichen
Geduckt entlang am Wald.
Unstet verwandeln die Bleichen
Im Wallen die eigene Gestalt.
Die grauen Gewänder schleifen
Und bauschen sich um den Zug,
Und über den Ziehenden schweifen
Die Krähen auf Beuteflug.
Schrill schreiend, schwirren und spähen
Die schwarzen Vögel durchs Grau.
Die Wipfel der Tannen sehen
Tief ernst auf die düstere Schau.
# 447 EXPLORE (best position till now)
They keep telling me : Don't go too far..you are just a little in that big world..
No
My dreams will keep on, and their saying wouldn't undermine my beliefs and willings..
It is a matter of having a goal, a dream, a peak I want to reach..
I remember, word by word, a saying my teacher said when I was young..
She said: I can see you reaching the peak of performance steeply, and I wish to see you soon as a colleague..
Then she said the same..she dreamt for me, and thanks God, I could fulfill her dream, that is actually my own dream..
So long as you don't have a dream...
Then you don't have a goal..
Let's be tough enough to say.....
I am sorry..your presence seems nonsense..
You are not an addition to this world..
You are simply an overload that life doesn't need..
You have to be the one who have the act..Not the one to be acted upon..
Ho percorso un'infinità di chilometri e ancora molti ne percorrerò.
Chissà che mal di piedi ha la mia anima, ormai.
Douglas Coupland
quante strade partire, ritornare,
rimangono nel cuore e nella mente.
Cammina, cammina
quante scarpe consumate,
quante strade colorate,
cammina, cammina.
Quante dimenticate,
ritmo del lavoro,
segnate dalle ruote,
di antiche età dell'oro.
Vicoli tenebrosi
fra bidoni e fango,
viali peccaminosi
con un passo di tango.
Verso ogni direzione
attraversano città,
sorprese da un lampione
poi perse nell'oscurità.
Strade sospese
fra terra, mare e cielo
aspre e sinuose
abbracciate dal gelo.
Bianche scorciatoie
danzano nei prati,
s'inoltrano nei monti,
ricordano passati.
Vanno a ponente
corrono fra il grano,
vanno ad oriente
per perdersi lontano.
Vanno verso nord
disegnano confini,
scendono poi a sud
segnando destini.
Rimangono nel cuore
quelle strade sotto il sole,
bello è ritornare,
ma andare forse è meglio.
Cammina, cammina
quante scarpe consumate,
quante strade colorate,
cammina, cammina.
Cammina Cammina - Nomadi