Voices of Εarth
View allAll Photos Tagged voices
Isle of Arran
Here, Caisteal Abhail, corbett mountain, 847m, with Glen Sannox, a glaciated U-shaped valley, sit in ethereal, stormy light, across the Firth of Clyde. Ancient, weather-beaten beech trees are silhouetted against the Clyde and the mountains.
A lone herring gull sweeps over Sannox Bay.
Taken from Portencross,
North Ayrshire
Scotland
“From a distance there is harmony
And it echoes through the land;
It's the voice of hope, it's the voice of peace
It's the voice of every man.”
🎼 ‘From a Distance’ - Nanci Griffith. RIP, Nanci 💙💙💙
July 6, 1953-August 13, 2021
“Certain voices heard
are heard
not because
they
are phonetic...
But,
from one soul
they head,
to another,
in the form of magic.
(Poem: When, When a not, Book: Ginger and Honey)”
― Jasleen Kaur Gumber, Ginger and Honey
Ice-abstract.
Remember those who enabled today...
Hear those who challenge now and prepare tomorrow...
Dream of a world without discrimination and harassment...
Build a different world... a better world...
Another from my summer holiday. I love this place. Everything about it speaks to me. I'm not sure what it is....the allure of the sea, the scenic coastline, those picture perfect days, or the salt of the earth people. Whatever it is, it keeps calling me back. I can't wait to return.
2018 01 29
- Outfit -
☑ The Chapter Four＠Gacha
Head: *LODE* Head Accessory - Juliet [deep red]
☑ Vip Group Gift
Hair: TRUTH VIP January - Teanna
☑ The Seasons Story
Claws: [CX] Shredder Claws - Gold ( Maitreya ) ' CerberusXing '
Lip: :: MOMOCHUU :: Catpan - LIPS H ( Gacha )
☑ Gacha
Clogs: *{( konpeitou )}* Komainu -11- Guarding Clogs (Mait high
Tabi: *{( konpeitou )}* Komainu - asymmetry Tabi socks (Mait high
Dress: GIZ SEORN - Morning Glory [FatPack]
Pose: *{( konpeitou )}* Tabi prince
‐ Decoration -
[CX] Opium Bed ( Gacha ) ' CerberusXing '
{anc} box) Hatsuyume / wind parasol white ( Gacha )
Air_Toriko_DECO red+gold_CM
NOMAD // RED ROSE PETALS
Blog...~ le soleil ~
For more information have to blog <33
Thanks so much for your time !!
Thank you for always having lots of Fav ♥
Many thanks to you !! ♥
“At the end as at the start, and through all the in-betweens, I love you.”
― Amal El-Mohtar, This is How You Lose the Time War
We were out exploring with some friends who came for a visit when late in the day, we were visiting the Pender Harbour area.
"Oh, look at this", came the voice from the back seat of our car. The sun was low on the horizon and it was late afternoon. The voice noticed the cove we had entered, and the way the light was affecting the area. I stopped the car and said, "I am going to take a few pics".
We all got out of the car and mused about enjoying the scene in front of us. "Over here", said the voice. "You can get right down to the water", it continued. Sure enough, in place of mulling about the thorny rose bushes that guarded entrance, there was a way down to the waters edge. After setting up on this colorful place, Kayakers were on their way into my image. So, I waited until they were in the right spot and captured the scene. Thanks voice!
It's hard to believe it has been 30-years since I last heard my mother's voice.
Her passing is a reminder of the physical and emotional pain and suffering she endured throughout her lifetime. Born with diabetes, she lost her vision when I was just 10-years old but never lost sight of what was most important to her; her son and her daughter.
Godspeed Mom as you will never be forgotten, not in this lifetime or the next.
Thank you for looking and please do NOT use my images without my written permission.
Scott Betz 2020 - © All Rights Reserved
T'was the night before Christmas
he lived all alone
In a one bedroom house made of plaster and stone
I had come down the chimney with
presents to give
and to see just who in this dweling did
live
I looked all around a strange site to
see
No tinsel, no presents, not even a
tree
No stockings on the mantle just boots filled
with sand
On the wall hung pictures of far
distant lands
Medals and Badges, Awards every
kind
A sobering thought came alive in my
mind
This house was different, it was
dark, it was deary
I had found the home of a
soldier
I could see that most clearly
The soldier lie sleeping, silent, alone
Curled up on the floor in this one
bedroom home
His face was so gentle, the room in
such disorder
Not at all how I pictured a
United States Soldier
Was this the hero of whom I'd just read
Curled up on a poncho, the floor for
a bed
Then I realized the other families
that I saw on this night
Hold their lives to soldiers, who are
willing to fight
In the morning around the
world, the children would play
Grown-ups would celebrate a bright
Christmas Day
But they all enjoy freedom each
month of the year
Because of soldiers like the one lying
here
I couldn't help but wonder, how many
lay alone?
On a cold Christmas Eve in lands far
from home
The very thought brought a tear to my
eye
I dropped to my knees and I
started to cry
The soldier awakened, I heard his
ruff voice
Santa don't cry, this life is my
choice...
...I fight for freedom, I don't ask for
more...
...My life is my God, my country, my
core
The soldier rolled over and drifted to
sleep
But I couldn't control it and I
continued to weep
I kept watch for hours... so silent and
still
as both of us shivered from the cold
nights chill
I didn't want to leave him on that cold
dark night
This guardian of honor, so willing to
fight
then the soldier rolled over with a
voice soft and pure
He whispered Carry on Santa, it's
Christmas Day...
...all secure One look at my watch
and I knew he was right
Merry Christmas my friend, may God
Bless you this night
✬[Gild] Flyaway stoles:::New!:::
・[Gild] Flyaway stoles_brown
Men only monthly
maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Sunset%20Ambiance%20Island...
✬[Gild] Diagonal cut sarouel pants_black
++Gild main store++
maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Cinnamon%20Bay/133/195/25
✬Modulus - Archie Hair
✬Nutmeg. Chesterfield Sofa Black
Each photo with the 🎧 is a song the photo is based off of. Please right click the song and play to understand the emotion of the photo. ;)
They're not like peaches or squash. Plumpness isn't for them. They like being lean, as if for the narrow path. The beans themselves sit quietly inside their green pods. Instinctively one picks with care, never tearing down the fine vine, never not noticing their crisp bodies, or feeling their willingness for the pot, for the fire.
I have thought sometimes that something -- I can't name it -- watches as I walk the rows, accepting the gift of their lives to assist mine.
I know what you think: this is foolishness. They're only vegetables. Even the blossoms with which they begin are small and pale, hardly significant. Our hands, or minds, our feet hold more intelligence. With this I have no quarrel.
But, what about virtue?
Poetry by Mary Oliver
Our regular resident robin taking it easy in our garden . I am always amazed at the volume of the robin when singing his song , how does such a little chap sing so loud ??
The voices in my head keep telling me I’m not okay
'Cause it’s feeling like a hurricane in my brain
Dark clouds, dark skies, bad weather
Please don’t make this last forever
The voices in my head keep telling me I’m gonna (Die)
And I don’t wanna talk about the drama, I’m trauma-(tized)
They keep tellin' me I’m fine but we both know that’s a fuckin' (Lie)
I’m losing my mind but I don’t wanna talk about it
“Twilight campfighter
You build your fire into an open wound
You want us to feel better
On these darker trails
With light revealing holy grails
To hike through dangerous weather
You need twilight eyes”
~From the song by Guided by Voices,
“Twilight Campfighter”, written by
Robert Pollard
youtu.be/C5o0k73I9jY?si=NYc9kmbpU-LQB3By
iPhone 6+ native camera> PICSPLAY> DigitalPainting
with Pixelmator> PICSPLAY editing + logo>
©️Tom Roche> Textures by Accident ©️
All comments, faves and group invites
are very much appreciated ! Thank You 🙏
I Do Not Use AI
Flickr=Love ❤️☮️❤️
Do you hear me in the dark
Whispering your name?
Do you see me in the crowd
Fighting against the waves?
My mouth may be closed in silence
But my mind delivers endless written pages.
Do you hear the words on my heart
Despite the silence from my lips?
Do you recognize yourself
In the sound of my voice?
Dress - Blackstone
Hair - Faga
Neckace/Handchains/Belly Piercing - Secrets
Pose - Sassy Sweet Poses
Background - The Bearded Guy
www.youtube.com/watch?v=o6IIrkfq-MU
Voices in My Head
Song by Falling In Reverse
Lyrics
The voices in my head keep on telling me to pray
'Cause I'm spinning like a carousel, circling the drain
Hit the bottom of the bottle, I don't wanna feel the pain
But that is all I got for now, I don't wanna talk about it
The voices in my head keep on begging me to stay
If I pull the trigger now then the demons go away
And I know my time is coming so there ain't no time to waste
So that is all I got for now, I don't wanna talk about it
The voices in my head keep telling me to choose a side
It's heaven or hell like it's do or die
I'm a sad boy, you know better
Please don't make this last forever
The voices in my head keep telling me I'm not okay
It's feeling like a hurricane in my brain
Dark clouds, hard times, bad weather
Please don't make this last forever
The voices in my head keep telling me I'm gonna (die)
And I don't wanna talk about the drama, I'm trauma (tized)
They're tellin' me I'm fine but we both know that's a fuckin' (lie)
I'm losing my mind but I don't wanna talk about it
The voices in my head keep giving me the worst advice
Kamikaze crash like a suicide
I'm a lost boy, you know better
Please don't make this last forever
The voices in my head keep telling me I'm insane
And maybe I'm a little bit, that won't change
Dark clouds, hard times, bad weather
Please don't make this last forever
The voices in my head keep telling me I'm gonna (die)
And I don't wanna talk about the drama, I'm trauma (tized)
They're tellin' me I'm fine but we both know that's a fuckin' (lie)
I'm losing my mind but I don't wanna talk about
The voices in my head keep telling me I'm cursed
I'm paranoid, I don't wanna make it any worse
We're all gonna die but first things first
I'ma take the world with me when they put me in the dirt
The voices in my head keep telling me I'm cursed
I'm paranoid, I don't wanna make it any worse
We're all gonna die but first things first
I'ma take the world with me when they put me in the dirt
Move
(Move)
Voices in my head keep telling me I'm cursed
I'm paranoid, I don't wanna make it any worse
We're all gonna die, first things first
I'ma take the world with me when they put me in the dirt
The voices in my head keep telling me I'm gonna (die)
And I don't wanna talk about the drama, I'm trauma (tized)
They're tellin' me I'm fine but we both know that's a fuckin' (lie)
I'm losing my mind but I don't wanna talk about it
The voices in my head keep on telling me to pray
'Cause I'm spinning like a carousel, circling the drain
Hit the bottom of the bottle, I don't wanna feel the pain
I'm losing my mind but I don't wanna talk about it
I sogni sono come le conchiglie che il mare ha depositato sulla riva. Bisogna raccoglierle ed ascoltare la loro voce.
Romano Battaglia
Foto dal mio archivio, Indonesia. Conversione in B N da raw con LR
Buona serata
#indonesia #shell #conchiglia #mare #nuvole #sea #clouds #riflesso #reflection #scars #sogni #dreams #far #holiday
8" x 6" gouache/heavy paper
My mother is right at this place...still with it but now she has "friends".
ミCLOTHINGミ
Top: Elune. - Lola @Mainstore
Skirt: Elune. - Lola @Mainstore
ミACCESORIES
Hat: Elune. - Lola Ears @Mainstore
Knife: Space Bunny - Sheni Derek - Knife @Kawaii Secrets
ミANATOMYミ
Lips: {S0NG} - Sweet Lips @Kawaii Secrets
Head: LELUTKA - Ceylon
Body: Ebody - Reborn