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Created for Ruby’s Treasure Challenge 48

 

Premade Background with thanks to Rubyblossom

 

text overlay background by Linda Vachon

 

www.flickr.com/photos/lesbrumes/4034628824/in/set-7215762...

 

front group of ravens:

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lady in black (all 3) :

 

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single raven and small blackbirds in background: generic cliparts found on the net

   

Words are like seeds.

This beautiful sunflower was created by a small seed that I planted in the garden ... never ceases to amaze me how much that is hidden in a tiny seed ♡ just like in all of us

 

:copyright: Cathrine Halsør

 

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*Created for: Digitalmania group NEW CHALLENGE OPEN (3/8) D. J. Pettitt

 

*CONTEST # 18 – 2nd Annual Selective Color - Art Museion Challenge (May 15 to June 14 )

 

Bird and background my own.

Newspaper texture:

www.flickr.com/photos/k2scrapper/9625732640/in/faves-9504...

'Epea pteroenta' is one of Homer' s famous phrases surviving since 8th century B.C. and it means: 'Words, flying birds'.

Please View Large On Black

 

This image has been sat at the top of my stream for a little while now, nudging at my subconscious. And as the comments have drifted in, it's really gnawed away at something a little deeper. [Feel free to agree or disagree at your leisure. But I'd be genuinely intrigued to hear any thoughts.] Scroll, down, down, down....

 

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One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love

-sophocles

 

for the one i would like to cross all the bridges with...

for everyone in distress and in pain...

for anyone lost and stressed like me...

 

just like that

i forgot...

all because of that one word

 

Words And Feelings (The detail in great format is better)

 

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- All the time i was thinking in you my Lady ! All nights i saw your eyes in the bright Stars !

 

- I don't believe in you ! You have met Lady Of Lahrayan ... she is very beautiful ... i know ...

 

- Oh ! Is because of that you are sad ... no my love my heart is only yours ... and you know that !

The Lady of the Forest is our friend and she are worrying about you ! She forefelt that you maybe in danger ! I return because of that !

 

- These times are strange my love ... many strange things have happened in Elch.

 

- Don't talk more about these things ! Now i am here ... my lady !

 

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Well have been a very busy week, tomorrow i must do some field work for some days ! Wish you a wonderful days my friends and all the best to you ! Thank you for all the comments , invitations and visit ! I return in 15 May ! : )

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Canon F1 / 28mm

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Billie Holiday

 

Living for you, is easy living.

It's easy to live when you're in love.

And, I'm so in love,

There's nothing in life, but you.

 

I'll never regret the years I'm giving.

They're easy to give when you're in love.

I'm happy to do whatever I do, for you.

 

For you...maybe I'm a fool, but it's fun.

People say you rule me with one wave of your hand.

Darling, it's grand.

They just don't understand.

 

Living for you is easy living.

It's easy to live when you're in love.

And, I'm so in love,

There's nothing in life, but you.

  

bring light

 

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if you have time, please view large.

 

Your words are precious to me, but I'd rather not have invitations and large graphics in my comment box.

 

“Handle them carefully, for words have more power than atom bombs.” - Pearl Strachan

 

maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Dalsgaard/28/44/1000

 

play >

 

I wanna buy you roses

'Cause the words are dead,

Follow in the blindness

On the arrow head

'Cause the words are dead

And you know it

Yeah the words are dead

Lower them down

 

Didn't know if you could

Deny the dead,

Leaving them in silence

On their mouldy bed

Oh I am numb

And over

Their kingdom come

Lower me down

 

They are dead, they are dead

Oh, don't cry for me,

Oh, don't cry for me,

Oh, don't cry for me,

Oh, don't you cry for me

 

Lower them down in the ground

Lower them down in the ground

 

(agnes obel / words are dead)

 

single poses: Touch of Flare

thank you for the random posing :)

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special thanks for the fantastic texture to darkwood67 (flickr) <3

Mother by a brother, this is sooo last year.

 

texture by Sterling Silver.TY

  

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Secret #15:

 

Sometimes I'm not too good with words in real life. Especially when I get kind of insecure in a situation, for some reason. Think it has to do with experiences I made in my childhood with teachers, other kids, family... That's why I sometimes feel like better letting out stuff through written words, which go through my head. Maybe it's also because I have too few people I could discuss these things with, or when I meet them I think of other things...

“Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts.”

― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

Photos for Poems

 

From Fernando Pessoa's Alberto Caeiro (translated into English):

 

[...]

Just as words fail when they try to express thought,

So thoughts fail when they try to express reality.

But, as the thought reality is not the said one, but the thought one,

So the same said reality exists, not the one being thought.

[...]

Pangloss by Bowie Zeplin.

Pangloss Contest 2 - Lalie Sorbet

Casa-palavra (house of words).

My friend M. told me this story: when she went to Mali, in a far villagge, she heard about these places, these Toguna ...when she arrives there the guide told her this was one "casa-palavra", in portuguese. She was surprised to hear portuguese in that far place...

It's so strange a portuguese word is used to name a far place like this... Can anyone tell me something about this?

This idea is in my head since she told me that story, and I wonder which is the source of this presence of portuguese words in Mali.

I have this project of making some works based in this mystery.And the concept of the Toguna is extraordinary, "casa-palavra it's the place where the eldest talk about the village and the they speak. Oral traditions, with a special power, that's how I see these places.

As you know portuguese is a language that is present in most of the world and Casa-palavra it's another expression of that presence.

 

cguprojects.tripod.com/toguna.html

 

Using words to describe magic is like using a screwdriver to cut roast beef.

Tom Robbins

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=h018rMnA0pM

   

Words Fell

Like roses at our feet

When you let me see you cry

Your silent lips against my cheek

Words Fell

On a night as black as coal

Your kisses traveled deep

Your eyes pierced my soul

Words Fell

 

Words Fell

In another place and time

We lived within the woods

Ate berries from the vine

Words Fell

When we lay among the stones

And watched the Druids dance

And walked along the rocky shores

Words Fell

 

Words Fell

In another place and time

I knew your mournful blue

Knew your golden grace

Words Fell

When we let the ocean hold us

And sank beneath the waves

In the silences of the roses

Words Fell

Words Fell

Words Fell

~~Lucinda Williams

I know nothing in the world that has as much power as the word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it starts to shine.

(Emily Dickinson)

 

ULTRAVOX - The Voice

 

I wish a good weekend at all !! Thank you for your visit : )

 

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Delle volte, sembra veramente che il cielo voglia parlare..

:D

buon weekend!!

:D

"When I cannot see words curling like rings of smoke round me I am in darkness—I am nothing."

  

— Virginia Woolf

Today I got a letter in the mail from my cousin-in-law/soulmate, Allison (a/k/a Floyd). She made a word search puzzle for me - with "clues" about what words to look for. They're all little inside jokes or things we've done and stuff like that. Is that not the sweetest thing ever? :)

    

Today I decided to pick up again on 100 Words... I want to try and do at least one word every week.

 

The Group www.flickr.com/groups/1516884@N20/

 

This is a shot of trees with a slow shutter speed and then moving your camera vertical.

 

And also adding this to group Silders Sunday since I went wild on the white balance ;-)

www.flickr.com/groups/1481688@N20/pool/with/6042105558/

I'm between work and orchestra practice. Not only has my schedule not allowed me to do much more than work and sleep, there have been multiple crises within my family and friends over this past weekend.

I'm to the point where words fail me. Not because I am the one hurting, but because I'm watching others hurt.

 

I've little or no time to 'flickr' until Friday... please forgive.

 

sometimes outside

flurries of words

fall like the first

shock of winter

protecting the ground

from a false

spring

flowers that are

traps in trees.

it was all the words you didn't say that spoke the loudest...

It's okay...I do Alone really good...

and some things were always understood...

Vous me donnez des mots vides fournis avec passion…

je retournerai et me rappellerai celui dont les mots étaient vrais… et serai fièrement seul.

   

"Words cannot express someone who reaches for your hand, but touches your heart."

~ Anonymous

 

Thanks for stopping by

and God Bless,

hugs, Chris

 

on Explore 28 July 2009 at #378

www.youtube.com/watch?v=hnVldyHRcjU

 

Words like flowers .... make a crowd in our mind and words

they run , they walk , they clash with other thoughts,

they push , they scream , they want a place they want a public .

Sometimes they flourish spontaneous like wild roses

sometimes they need to be cultivated and cherished

in a greenhouse , to be feed with our strength of will .

Our mind must be their support , to sustain them when they fail and like flowers our words must have good ground and water and sun and a repair when they are too big to be understood when they are too deep for the shallow everyday.

I have no words for my reality.

  

This Mortal Coil

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