That's enough of that for now :-) x
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celticfc5000:
that is the best thing I have ever seen
hankbravo:
Is that Cendrillion I see there? Exceptional.
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klavicle:
You are so, so beautifull
kittenmigration:
This post has me crooning like Freddy Fender. Thanks for the inspiration!
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ron4164:
Fantastic set from that big UK get together!
Fantastic set from that big UK get together!
timetraveler:
Nature, Art, Reading, Photography-----> I <3 this entry. Very down to Earth, and nice peek through the keyhole to your mind.
I have loads of things in my head that I would like to write about but finding the time to sit down and do it properly is tricky right now. Lots of very busy things going on in life like helping out with family things, learning to drive, trying to look after myself, commitments and responsibilities flooding me. So I'll just write quickly to say...
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venom:
Loved the film <3
Miss you!
Miss you!
wondersky:
You r so beautiful ! <3
Prospero:
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd tow'rs, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are...
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Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd tow'rs, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are...
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jimlinsa:
As You Lke it
Act II, Scene VII
JAQUES All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Act II, Scene VII
JAQUES All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
cranstonlamont:
Henry VI, Part 2
Dick: First thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers
Dick: First thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers
Today would have been the 100th birthday of Alan Turing. I can only imagine the amazing work he would have done had he not died prematurely. If you aren't familiar with him he was a British mathematician, logician, cryptanalyst and computer scientist. He worked at Bletchley Park during WWII and devised a number of techniques for breaking German ciphers, including the method of the bombe,...
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opale:
Haha yes I know it, I have it at home! 
Unfortunatly it isn't really fine, I have difficulties to grow it so I'm afraid I'll never get this stunning flower 
Unfortunatly it isn't really fine, I have difficulties to grow it so I'm afraid I'll never get this stunning flower 
nikonphoto80:
so many of our great minds were lost to us at such a young age, really sad, we might be so much more advanced if they all had lived to be 90.
so many of our great minds were lost to us at such a young age, really sad, we might be so much more advanced if they all had lived to be 90.
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flutterbyseven:
The pictures you posted were all amazing !!! I loved the symmetrical yoga pic.
alottanada:
Glad you enjoyed yourself in LA. It's a good place with lots of good things going on. : )
I (Magda) love chess, and we adore cats. That just capture's a moment in a kitty's life perfectly!