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The Calanais Standing Stones are an extraordinary cross-shaped setting of stones erected 5,000 years ago. They predate England’s famous Stonehenge monument, and were an important place for ritual activity for at least 2,000 years.
We don’t know why the standing stones at Calanais were erected, but our best guess is that it was a kind of astronomical observatory.
Patrick Ashmore, who excavated at Calanais in the early 1980s writes: ‘The most attractive explanation… is that every 18.6 years, the moon skims especially low over the southern hills. It seems to dance along them, like a great god visiting the earth. Knowledge and prediction of this heavenly event gave earthly authority to those who watched the skies.’
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we can write are infinite...
Each one is a journey to a different world only we can build... a world we can share when we tell the story...
"There are pages
Precious pages
Pretty pictures in my mind..."
Someone told me
Write, clear and true about what hurts
I write my story with more than words
For the voice that can't be heard
Carve my heart into this dirt
Someone told me
There's paradise upon this earth
A page still waiting for us to turn
For the fire inside that burns
In the ashes that emerge
Someone told me that love
Love has no limits, no limits
Love has no limits, no limits, no limits
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le temple des amoureux sur le sentier du littoral à Saint-Raphaël
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the temple of lovers on the coastal path in Saint-Raphaël
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Pick up the pen, put it on the paper
Write on my skin, bring me to life
Can't start again, there ain't no eraser
All of my flaws, you got them so right
Everything is blank until you draw me
Touching on my body like you know me
Write on me
Colour outside the lines
Love the way you tear me up
Baby, take your time
Write on me
Give me some wings, I'll fly
Love the way you tear me up
I'll never change my mind
Write on me, write on me
Write on me, write on me
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"We say things. The words remain echoing in our head.
We write things. The ink forever saturates the paper.
But when we mean things, the meaning grows old and suffers from dementia. When it stares blankly back at us, it peers into our soul with its big deep eyes, as if searching for something it has lost over the ages. "Some days, I catch a glimpse of a time when I used to make you smile", it says. "It has become difficult to hold that thought lately."
Words may bear witness. But, in time, meanings depart us, leaving us with the cold bodies of moments we once held dear."
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John Clare
Rural Morning
Urging each lown to leave his sports in fear,
To stop his starting cows that dread the fly;
Droning unwelcome tidings on his ear,
That the sweet peace of rural morn's gone by
"The mossy marble statue stood proudly to the side of the entrance to the Halls of Story, cradling in its arms a closed book.
It seemed to me it was guarding ancient tales of magic and wisdom, waiting for the right audience to start storytelling for them."
-The Story Bearer, The Halls of Story, The Apprentice's Journal
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Come Write In is a communal writing space that was created primarily for writers interested or participating in the Nation Novel Writing Month event, which happens every November. The goal is to craft a 50,000 word novel in 30 days. You can tackle this challenge on your own, or as part of a group, but you're not alone! There are many people who participate each year, even across the world, and some of them are here in SL!
Grab yourself a glamping tent, or a chair by the fire, and work. Or commune with your muse and enjoy a comfortable place to park yourself in a chill relaxed environment while you're tabbed out and chatting in the forums.
To connect with other writers in SL, just join the Come Write In group! They will be organizing write-ins, word wars and sprints, and other fun writing activities throughout the month of November.
Want to get involved? Register, and participate in the NaNoWriMo community at nanowrimo.org/ Questions or comments regarding Come Write In? Contact Kestrel Evergarden in-world!
Malheureusement, je n'ai pas noté le nom de l'artiste.
Unfortunately, I did not write down the name of the artist.
on your heart that every day is the best day in the year. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Enjoying a beautiful day at the Mabry Mill, perhaps the most iconic structure on the entire Blue Ridge Parkway.
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on your heart that every day is the best day in the year.” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
One more from the Boneyard. Amazing & surreal place!
...that every day is the best day in the year.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Write my name in the sand
Talk to myself for hours
Say things you don't understand
I can take myself dancing
And I can hold my own hand ♪
Have a great evening ♡
But me as you can read, I'm innocent. ;)
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This image was created with the AI App WOMBO Dream, edited in Photoshop Elements. It is not so much a story that follows, as an explanation, in a vague and abstract way. With some of these odd images, I thought I would write a little vignette of imagination . . . or not. :) So check it out in the first comment and maybe there is a story!
That old photo I dug up last night...I won't put the words here, but I know you know. Thank you for this journey, Sir. I love you.
I still think there's a couple of thank you notes we need to write. ;)
There's poison in my drinking glass
Don't stop, just sip it down
And in a swirling masquerade of sound
My body hits the ground
I'm beautiful when I'm asleep
Martini kisses land
On my blistered bloody scarlet lips
The bottle's in my hand
Burn out, not fade away
I'll speak in riddles so you can understand
I'll draw in pencil so you can trace with pen
So in love with me like sand to wet feet
I'll write both our names into the wet concrete
Paperback writer (paperback writer)
Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book?
It took me years to write, will you take a look?
It's based on a novel by a man named Lear
And I need a job
So I wanna be a paperback writer
Paperback writer
It's a dirty story of a dirty man
And his clinging wife doesn't understand
His son is working for the Daily Mail
It's a steady job
But he wants to be a paperback writer
Paperback writer
Paperback writer (paperback writer)
It's a thousand pages, give or take a few
I'll be writing more in a week or two
I could make it longer if you like the style
I can change it 'round
And I wanna be a paperback writer
Paperback writer
If you really like it you can have the rights
It could make a million for you overnight
If you must return it you can send it here
But I need a break
And I wanna be a paperback writer
Paperback writer
Songwriters: John Lennon / Paul McCartney
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SONG REQUESTED FOR ALL YOU LADIES!
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Lyrics:
We were good, we were gold
Kinda dream that can’t be sold
We were right til we weren’t
Built a home and watched it burn
I didn’t wanna leave you
I didn’t wanna lie
Started to cry but then remembered I
I can buy myself flowers
Write my name in the sand
Talk to myself for hours
Say things you don’t understand
I can take myself dancing
And I can hold my own hand
Yeah I can love me better than you can
I can love me better
I can love me better baby
Can love me better
I can love me better baby
Paint my nails, cherry red
Match the roses that you left
No remorse, no regret
I forgive every word you said
I didn’t wanna wanna leave you
I didn’t wanna fight
Started to cry but then remembered I
I can buy myself flowers
Write my name in the sand
Talk to myself for hours
Say things you don’t understand
I can take myself dancing
And I can hold my own hand
Yeah I can love me better than you can
I can love me better
I can love me better baby
Can love me better
I can love me better baby
Can love me better
I can love me better baby
Can love me better
I
I didn’t wanna wanna leave you
I didn’t wanna fight
Started to cry but then remembered I
I can buy myself flowers
Write my name in the sand
Talk to myself for hours
Say things you don’t understand
I can take myself dancing
And I can hold my own hand
Yeah I can love me better than
Yeah I can love me better than you can
Can love me better
I can love me better baby
Can love me better
I can love me better baby
Can love me better
I can love me better baby
Can love me better
“Whoever has no house now, will never have one.
Whoever is alone will stay alone,
will sit, read, write long letters through the evening,
and wander on the boulevards, up and down,
restlessly, while dry leaves are blowing.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke
“Many people seek fellowship because they are afraid to be alone...let him who cannot be alone beware of community. He will do harm to himself and to the community. Alone you stood before God when he called you; alone you had to answer that call; alone you had to struggle and pray; and alone you will die and give an account to God. You cannot escape yourself, for God has singled you out.”
― Dietrich Bonhoeffer
I’m sitting here at my desk wondering what to write and I’m struggling. Most of the time I like to accompany my photos with some sort of chatter. Sometimes it’s about the photo but most of the time it has nothing at all to do with. I do this mainly to keep my writing brain active, which I must admit a talent I’ve always been poor at. Suffering from a level of dyslexia English was a totally failed subject at school, It was a skill I did not need the first part of my working life as a mechanical fitter, It also did not hinder me in my switch of careers into Information Technology (IT). However as I moved into management the more I needed to write, the word processor and spell checker came to my rescue as it was painful to be referring to a dictionary for every other word, even so I know when I read this back the spelling and wrong or missing words will be most evident along with poor gramma. So now I write drivel and it’s OK if you don’t read it, it’s for me as is the photo. At the moment I’m looking at instructions entitled “Pelvic Floor Exercises for Men”. I should have been doing these exercises the last 11 months waiting for my prostate procedure, but I haven’t. This is not out of laziness more from an inability to be convinced I’m doing the exercise properly as I’m still struggling to identify the muscle in question. Now with just over a fortnight to go before I go under the laser I’m resigned to not be prepared in that department and the foreseen circumstances. Anyway a little about the photo. When the storm was upon us and everything seemed lost the heavens opened and a messenger appeared. it’s all there in my imagination and photo.
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What if we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine
Nothing could keep us apart
You'd be the one I was meant to find
It's up to you, and it's up to me
No one can say what we get to be
So why don't we rewrite the stars?
Maybe the world could be ours
Tonight
You think it's easy
You think I don't wanna run to you
But there are mountains
And there are doors that we can't walk through
I know you're wondering why because we're able to be
Just you and me within these walls
But when we go outside, you're gonna wake up and see
That it was hopeless after all
No one can rewrite the stars
How can you say you'll be mine?
Everything keeps us apart
And I'm not the one you were meant to find
It's not up to you
It's not up to me
When everyone tells us what we can be
How can we rewrite the stars?
Say that the world can be ours
Tonight