Miercurea fara cuvinte starts here with Carmen

rokssana
roxana
my love
the one
yes

alice
Alice
calin
gabryellehelen
vania
lilli
ruxandra
silence
schtiel
vizualw

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Miercurea fara cuvunte starts HERE

Roxana
vizualw
theodora0303
Arylechina
schtiel
ruxandra
linkping
vania
calin
gabryellehelen
lilli

Dreams,

They’re all the same.

Pleasant fantasies becoming real.

Materializing hope,

Wishes,

Lies.

The water is calm,

Blanketed by the warmth of the sun.

The Birds sing in a chorus of nature and serenity.

Everything is right.

This is false security made in the depths of Hell.

Soon the downward spiral into the inferno begins,

And brings me to the painful,

Smiting abomination that is real life.

The birds’ songs are choked by the wicked cries of torment and agony,

Lush forests are burnt to the ground,

Just like the lives beneath them.

Smoke and ash fill the fogging air

As the world becomes clarity around me.

Plentiful fields warped and distorted into waste land lay before me.

The downward spiral

Turns to a sudden stop on the ground,

As I am fully awake to the truths of the world.

We wait for the light but behold darkness.

Roxana
calin
gabryellehelen
lilli
vania
ruxandra
theodora0303
vizualw

I’m nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there’s a pair of us — don’t tell!
They’d banish us, you know.

How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!

Emily Dickinson

roxana
vizualw
vania
lilli
gabryellehelen
calin

Sometimes you want to go or see the other side..

Explore….

To break on through to the otherside…..

Be aware…

There can be temptation…

promises…hope….

But…many times you do not see through the virtual masks..

the danger..the destruction of feelings, emotions and relationships…

It is a thin line….

roxana
vizualw
theodora0303
someframes
schtie
ruxandra
lilli
vania
gabryellehelen
calin

Miercurea fara cuvinte starts HERE

roxana
calin
schtiel
lilli
vania
gabryellehelen

Sometimes I miss the sun rising and setting over the carribean sea

Soft warm white sand between my toes

Azure blue waters , clear warm , colors vibrating ,soft ripples of waves

The warm sun , the light cool breeze over the island

the steeldrum band playing, the coconuts fresh off the tree

Sometimes I miss the full moon over the atlantic ocean

house high waves rolling and crashing on the beach and the cliffs

water spraying spraying like a fountain

huge vibrations thundering through the rock beneath

the smell so fresh and full of freedom

roxana
calin
gabryellehelen
lilli
vania
schtiel
vizualw
theodora0303

roxana
rokssana
theodora0303
vizualw
schtiel
silence
gabryellehelen
vania
lilli

The two words ‘information’ and ‘communication’ are often used interchangeably, but they signify quite different things. Information is giving out; communication is getting through.

“They see in the political apathy of the proletariat only the apathy, not the protest against a system that has nothing to offer them.”
― Red Army Faction

Either you’re part of the problem or your part of the solution

roxana
vizualw
theodora0303
ruxandra
Arylechina
peter
silence
vania
lilli
gabryellehelen
cristi
calin

Wordless wednesday starts HERE

roxana
vania
gabryellehelen
calin
schtiel