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Bugs left those lines... Eating under the bark... It's so beautiful... Decay becoming art... . . #nature #naturelovers #nature_good #nature_lovers #nature_captures #nature_brilliance #nature_shots #nature_perfection #naturephotohraphy #plantmagic #trees #artimitateslife

Overheard: ”It doesn’t matter if you fall, get up and try again. I have fallen many times, your mother has fallen many times, your grandmother and grandfather have fallen many times.” A father’s pep talk.

The time of a long night told the end, the time of the dawn when the shining sunlight is plugged in.🌅 The beginning of the light-shining era.✨💫🕊️ Hope for the future will come with the light.✨🌏️☀️✨ Photo/Okura coast , Akashi-city , Hyogo 📱2019.1.1

Il cielo, al tramonto, sembrava un fiore carnivoro.

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Unexpected weather? Do not let anything to stop you on your journey. 😎⛄ #pmwintergridchallenge

Check out the brown pelicans taking off as I sail past this floating colony.

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. . . my love, pour yourself into me, i am wounded ________________________________

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1 Day 5 Hours Ago

. . . estuary grasses, shallows, salt .. rippling strands shifting in the morning tides _________________________________

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1 Day 14 Hours Ago

. . . and does a formal synthesis exist returned to here to the density of assimilation passing as a fatuous impression in a cubist collage rendered as a three dimensional frame or as a word without resonance-- a depth lost in clandestine behind clouded eyelids and the reality sky ... all substance and spirit form all matter .. gestating in vain and all sense of the unreachable beatitude echoing as fate an eidolon ending existence in shadow in pain _________________________________

Five miles from Trinidad is a small island called Chacachacare, which hosted a leper colony up until 1984. This particular photo is of the doctor's house. If you want to learn more visit www.svGuidingLight.com.

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4 Days 14 Hours Ago

. . . fu kery nonsense; to make no sense; bullshit that shit is true f ckery! - Loron Thomas _________________________________ urban dictionary

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4 Days 17 Hours Ago

. . . My  eyes  open  to  another  day  and  take  in  the  light  of  the  sun  or  grey  and  then  the thought  fills  my  mind  opening  the  void  that  empty  space  of  absence  they  say  the  year has  worn  you  down  that  you  wear  unhappiness  like  that  heart  on  your  sleeve. This morning  I knew  having  released  our  mutual  gloom  for  the  day  so  much  for those  words  now--if  only  they  had  been  true. _________________________________

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7 Days 14 Hours Ago

. . . your soul only feels the absence; it doesn't realise the separation is temporary. _________________________________ lang leav

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7 Days 15 Hours Ago

. . . On Gratefulness This is a wonderful day. I have Never seen it before. _________________________________ Maya Angelou

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7 Days 18 Hours Ago

. . . without you, a  nano-second  and  a  shimmering  drop, a  shifting,  shimmering  shield, hovering  in  space,  and  what  looked  like a  moonbeam  crossed  the  dark, the  silver  dark  of  swirling  dust, a  hazed,  illumined,  impossible  dark, fingered the sun's eclipse, touched  the  instant, the  drop's tattered edge of light, with  the  most  tender  touch, curling unbelievably,  so  that with  each  angle  the  entire  eternal  history  was displayed,  with  all  of  its  mass  and  multiplicity  of  existence unfolding into the dark---a  nano-second  and  a  shimmering  drop, a  shifting,  shimmering  shield, hovering  in  space,  and  what  looked  like a  moonbeam  crossed  the  dark, of this---having to be without _____________________________

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7 Days 21 Hours Ago

. . . feels _________________________________

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8 Days 3 Hours Ago

. . . like say .. i am a uni 🦄 _________________________________ albeit a nyquil-ed uni

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8 Days 5 Hours Ago

. . . her hips curve under you _________________________________

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11 Days 5 Hours Ago

. . . come to Yo momma _________________________________

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11 Days 13 Hours Ago

. . . be my sprinkles _________________________________

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13 Days 7 Hours Ago

. . . bad 🥚 i know _________________________________ also free at last js ..

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14 Days 9 Hours Ago

. . . noods + ศรีราชา _________________________________

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9 Days 15 Hours Ago

. . . self-help 🌼 _________________________________ m. manson

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9 Days 15 Hours Ago

. . . somewhere, there's a withering town or a pile of dead leaves and a weeping moon where things might be ________________________________

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17 Days 5 Hours Ago

. . . when he kisses me. __________________________ ps. happy new year ✨

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11 Days 12 Hours Ago

. . . breakf⚠️st i know [headtilt] _________________________________

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10 Days 23 Hours Ago

. . . this morning, like stars fading into the blue of day, how the sun fire burns clouds into the air ________________________________

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22 Days 24 Hours Ago

. . . something words should curve around light and easy your wicked mouth your perfumed you and dug in my dark _________________________________

Sunset on a boat in paradise. Is there anything more romantic? Tag someone you would want to share this moment with and check out www.svGuidingLight.com to see how you can charter the Guiding Light.

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2018-12-16 14:21:34

. . . And I .. I so wanted to believe that the world was elastic and full. My body was terra firma--a curving inward but arching outward at the same time, a paradoxical lessening while expanding, my own raw, my own wild. I felt him wanting to mix his with mine--measure degrees of potency. The glass ceiling sparkled like rock candy in the sun. ________________________________

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2018-12-13 18:14:22

. . . test * ______________________________ ps. oh .. i looked pissed or something

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2018-12-13 11:00:12

. . . mangia bene, ridi spesso, ama molto _________________________________

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2018-12-13 04:20:47

. . . just sayin' 🧠 _________________________________

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7 Days 1 Hour Ago

. . . พระเยชูบนไม้ไอติม _________________________________

Schilkseeer Shopping-Meile Die Shopping-Meile von Schilksee ist ziemlich überschaubar. Nach 20.00 Uhr hat eigentlich nur noch der Italiener ganz am Ende der Promenade geöffnet und man muss um diese Zeit fast schon Glück haben überhaupt einem Menschen zu begegnen. Unterhalb der Promenade liegt ein kleines Restaurant mit großem Aussenbereich bei dem bis 22.00 noch reger Betrieb herrscht. Hab das Bild bei der abendlichen Gassi-Runde mit dem Hund gemacht und fand es irgendwie stimmig. Olympiahafen Kiel-Schilksee #kiel#schleswigholstein #ostsee #olympiahafen#meer #schilkseehafen#kielerbucht#kielerförde #maritim#kielschilksee #schilksee#shoppingmile#nachtleben #abendstimmung#landschaft #landscapephotography #landschaftsfotografie#city #norddeutschland #evening #strandpromenade #architecture #promenade#meinsh#olympiazentrumkiel#olympiahafenschilksee#photooftheday #nature_shots

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8 Days 16 Hours Ago

. . . por tu culpa .. el sol se oculta _____________________________

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2018-12-09 11:06:00

. . . you are .. the best kind of people _________________________________

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2018-12-09 07:01:05

. . . daisy --blossoms, pale petals on peel green leaves, buds swell from the sun _________________________________

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9 Days 11 Hours Ago

. . . not  roses but  a  gentle  rusting toward  the  plundering of  another  sun after  the  lynching of  the poppies the  moonless flesh  of  the  sea daylight  thickening still  not  really  a  place ____________________________

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2018-12-09 06:59:25

. . . si respira, l'asse terrestre è inclinato __________________________

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8 Days 15 Hours Ago

. . . monday 📿 _________________________________

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2018-04-20 15:52:15

. . . 70° _________________________________

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2017-11-22 02:13:07

. . . little bird before the sun rose and oracles stayed in bed in bed with the sun in collision with shadow [when did my hair meadow?] red low high shallow pond shy kitten apples to be bitten smitten .. little bird, who did you dream? ________________________________

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2017-11-22 02:12:56

. . . night, and there is nothing more fragile than this watch me and i burn for you, beg you, heed you my body sways slow and melting _____________________________

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2017-10-21 00:41:12

. . . honeyed  moon gold  on  silver we melted our rings til morning pulls us apart, a brighter burning a branch, a hand reaching lost in the lost and from our blood, from the hands we fed, let us--again bear and be bathed in the alchemy of our offspring yes by the devilish divinity, we are--what we've destroyed. _________________________________

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2017-10-24 02:30:10

. . . wild foxglove magenta blooming hummingbirds flowery drinking up fallen petals float, the lilting lull of ocean waves softly spoke .. the morning dawn foggy .. hanging on sunlight breaks ... slant of sun washes over you _________________________________

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2017-10-23 02:44:33

. . . beyond the swells of salt and sea it was the failing sun night fire .. burning water into steam in a gray smoke screen .. it was a willful drowning upon a lily bed of lies parched, a wilted garden slowly withers, dies. ______________________________

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2017-10-21 18:46:08

. . . the day-breaks bird calls, wilting lilac lies hidden-- among grey oak leaves fragments of lights, oyster shells, broken bits he sits rooted in the earth, his crown in the rain, sunlight and wind barnacled feet firm in brackish water arms, outstretched sun-dried bare, carved with memories ... this morning, little song-birds are singing from a swinging spray of ivy; a little girl climbs up his lap, and sweeps the water with her feet she has her father's eyes _________________________________

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2017-10-19 05:06:48

. . . the soul needs nurture and my soul--my soul needs to be nurtured. i look at beautiful things, objects, words, your face. i look at your beautiful face. in the mirror, when i dance, move, pose--lines and curves my body makes. symmetry is beautiful and so is asymmetry. the extraordinarily way i melt my entire body into yours, the way i feel my being soft, beautiful, strong and this flesh, this skin--the way you kiss me, burning with intention god .. the way my entire being loves yours _________________________________ vulnerability

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2017-10-18 00:06:03

. . . i move my fingers over your wrist and pluck a pear from your pulse place it beneath your bed of flicker-ing stars in a jar of fireflies swollen dictionary filled with wild- flower petals pressed inbetween your favourite words black birds, tender wings, cello strings humming lullabies, a quiet prayer, nightfall, songbirds singing .. your favourite hymns _________________________________

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2017-10-18 00:04:22

. . . last light, sun swallowed and smothered by, here, our grief petrifies to stone we weep granite where still layers stacked and run together, winter after winter, in frozen sheets of stones ... motionless granite peaks and pillars, whispering .. to shadowed clouds _________________________________

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2017-10-13 22:15:57

. . . you lean in against her thighs as if this gravestone no longer smells from grass her, just another word for loving you longing for a dry riverbed not sure if you can undress her even in the dark ... tonight, as if the horizon would collapse and charred rag opens over you making room for distance and moving closer what you stack is absences her arms worth keeping her mouth even in traces _________________________________

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2017-10-15 15:07:37

. . . every night, her shoulder blades will ache for wings _________________________________

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2017-10-15 15:05:35

. . . my mind entropy is chewing on strands of hair collapsing into years of absence my mind can only touch halfway past Saturn and shadows passing through the windows have grown cold sun-lynched sky, a few stars twinkle like tears about to fall here, i am lost in nothing, wanting .. breathing alone in a universe that no longer exists expanse of everything that doesn't matter minefields of stardust ____________________________

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2017-10-07 02:30:41

. . . J a s m i n e The light is not a condition for survival of memories but an exhalation coming to an end--is, right before it's swallowed by the atmosphere like the smell of jasmine, the air is of a different dimension than skin .. but close. Palpable but not quite. Before nostalgia, there was this. Memory--that is precisely how it goes. The flowers are visible only in the periphery, their petals rounded by bokeh. You lose focus. It's Newton's third law again, pull for pull, each to their own gravity. By these laws, your heart falls, plump .. and flooded Here, those are not hair--pulled taunt, you see, but minute strings. _________________________________

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2 Days 20 Hours Ago

. . . Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are so dangerously close to wanting nothing. --Sylvia Plath I will not be moderate. I want everything from life or nothing at all unimpressed by lives that are filled with a long succession of days and nights that are fine--not bad, not great, not exciting, not anything except consumption, replication and mediocrity. I want everything. No, I am not meek or humble, or selfless. I don't want paradise with its happy endings and countless beginnings. I want a feast of sin and flesh. I want this world, not the next. I want this body with cellulite and sensuality and not some untainted other. I want these lines that stretch across my skin, the rings that mark my tender age, the scars that mark my experience and the wounds .. all that never healed. I want a share of everything that's mine and everything that isn't. I want a tongue that's unrestrained, uncensored, rife with obscenities. I want you with all your promises, you with your tongue of fire. I want your house too. I want your dishes with their receding sheen, the furniture you inherited from some other lifetime, and your bed that's lined with all your dreams. I want. _________________________________

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9 Days 16 Hours Ago

.. love your life ___________________________

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8 Days 14 Hours Ago

. . . what can I say about love and loss the weary night song piled outside every window? it can weigh you down like happiness, like rain, like the notion of destiny or an obligatory farewell [saving face] that you carry strapped to your shoulders. your truth, your lies not mine. ________________________________

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7 Days 15 Hours Ago

. . . loving is not enough; you must you must train your heart like a dog be selfless, take it easy go along with what's expected you lucky, lucky girl you have everything an intelligence just your size a bathtub full of milk tea a heart and a garden full of baby roses and still you wish for a lover and you wish and you wish you have to have him make the first bottle you consume in this place a relic a rosé .. place it on whatever altar you fashion with a knife sharp and serrated and don’t lose too much weight stupid girls are always trying .. disappear as revenge and you are not stupid you love a man but .. you already know loving is not enough and there, there you stand heart like a field of flowers heart like a child's heart leaking something so strong ... they can smell it in the street ________________________________ god d mn it.

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9 Days 16 Hours Ago

. . . and in the morning the snap .. of a dream sundering everything wakes listen as the moss undulates in a breeze that is not there, spiders spinning gossamer drifts and then .. ends mysteriously, you can't breathe things revert to rising slowly luminous in the morning sun ________________________________

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5 Days 15 Hours Ago

.. happy saturday 🙃 ________________________________