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OIL ON CANVAS By me.
ONE OF A KIND
From the Hobbit
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I had to remove the SL groups I was invited to show as this is not an SL image but thank you for those invites.
...There is a freedom more precious than the world. Infinitely more precious than life and the world is that moment when one is alone with God.” Rumi
Summer's end
(I've been absent for a while dealing with family health issues.)
There is a morning inside you
waiting to burst open into light - Rumi
Thank you for all the invites!
I can never get old enough of loving "Trolls!. Especially when these neon coloured Trolls made a comeback some years ago.
Happy Smile on Saturday!
not second life but close lol!
every path and every stream we follow becomes a chapter in our story, every gate opens to a new dimension.
Film Noir quote from Sam Spade (Humphrey Bogart) in “The Maltese Falcon”, 1941.
Challenge # 20 – 2nd Annual Noir Style –
The Dark Side of Light - Nov. 15 to Dec. 14
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Taken in Tuscania, Italy. Spent the day in this delightful town. Well worth a visit if you are this way.
Special effect's by William Walton & Topaz.
you want it darker by Leonard Cohen
...
There's a lover in the story
But the story's still the same
There's a lullaby for suffering
And a paradox to blame
But it's written in the scriptures
And it's not some idle claim
You want it darker
We kill the flame
'All is clouded by desire: as fire by smoke, as a mirror by dust ...Through these it blinds the soul.' C.J. Koch,
dirty as a dustbin lid....
Oh you are a mucky kid
Dirty as a dustbin lid
When he finds out the things you did
You'll get a belt from yer dad......
thank you for the invites!
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And that is the name that you never will guess;
The name that no human research can discover—
But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess.
When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation
Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name:
His ineffable effable
Effanineffable
Deep and inscrutable singular name
T.S. Eliot