Instant nature avec Katerina Plotnikova

Ma vie au présent simple

J’espère que vous passez tous un agréable week-end, je vous laisse avec ces magnifiques clichés de la talentueuse photographe russe Katerina Plotnikova…

J’espère que son travail vous plaira autant qu’à moi 😊

La bise à tous

A vite

Clem

Katerina Plotnikova Photography

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Lolita, artesanías sustentables, plumitas perfumadas

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Seguramente no tenía nombre cuando deambulaba por el centro de la ciudad, en absoluta soledad y desde que era muy pequeña. En un local comercial le daban de comer sobras y no se ocupaban de su triste condición callejera: era útil para mantener a raya a los roedores, habitantes indeseables de todas las urbes.

Mientras iba creciendo sin afecto, su futura madre humana superaba con indomable voluntad una enfermedad del cuerpo que creció a partir de la tristeza del alma. El tiempo y la evolución de la conciencia fueron madurando decisiones, hasta que Silvia comprendió que la única forma de sanarse era dejar atrás estructuras caducas que reprimían su potencial interno.

Cuando las células comenzaron a internalizar la energía proveniente de la nueva vibración, Silvia comenzó a buscar una compañera para su recién estrenada soledad. Su hermana había visto en varias ocasiones a la pequeña gatita; un día le pidió…

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Witch Weeding

Friendly Fairy Tales

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A garden witch
knows when to weed,
when to deadhead.
Lets some things reseed.

Pulls quackgrass,
curly dock, carpet weed,
crab grass. Makes wishes

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Holy Spirit Speaks

Human or inhuman ? / When Will The Killing Stop.

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Since Cain killed his brother Abel .

The killing in the world never stopped.

Alexander the great , Genghis Khan and,

Other invaders conquered the world many times.

Endless wars annihilated historic civilizations.

Ruthless dictators enslaved people with the sword.

two world wars , the Korean war , the Vietnam war,

Through the muddles East millions were deceased .

Tears and mourning never stopped , sorrows thrived.

mankind have build nuclear bombs that can obliterate

Our plant earth over 10,000 times , for sure no one won.

Jalal Michael Sabbagh-http://mysuccessisyoursuccess.wordpress.com

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Live life as if everything is rigged in your favor. . . Hayatı herşeyin senin arzun istikametinde oluyormuş gibi yaşa ― Jalaluddin Rumi.

YA BAKİ ENTEL BAKİ

It is the duty of the believing human being to love people, to love good for them, and to love to benefit them. This is a sign of faith in the human being.

You will not enter paradise until you have faith. and you will not complete your faith until you love one another.

Birbirinizi sevmedikçe iman etmiş olamazsınız ve iman etmedikçe cennete giremezsiniz.

(Holy Prophet Muhummad – peace be upon him)

Friendship is a living thing that lasts only as long as it is nourished with kindness, empathy and understanding.

May Allah swt bless us with His Love, Mercy and forgiveness.

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Memoirs of a Hayseed Physicist by Peter Martel

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Part 17:
In The Beginning:
I have neglected to mention some “moments of beauty” that entered my life at this time. These “moments” can also be found in a memoir by George Simenon, who described how much pleasure it had been serving as an altar boy for mass sung in a convent school. His experience was very similar to mine, but I would wager that mine was more intense, especially in winter. From grades eight to ten I would get up every weekday morning to serve at the six o’clock mass in the convent. In winter a slog for a mile through knee-deep snow was de rigour in order to reach the chapel. On arrival I would feel cold and exhausted. It was then that I suspect I came as close, as I ever will, to heaven. My heaven stemmed from the dreamy state that I entered into, as my…

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Storia illustrata

Memoirs of a Hayseed Physicist by Peter Martel

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Part 16:
In the Beginning:
So, hunting and fishing were a source of recreation for the next five years, while I toiled as a clerk in the small general store that belonged to our family. Fortunately, business and my social life weren’t too demanding and I had lots of opportunity to read and study eleventh and twelfth grade texts at night, and sometimes in my spare time during the day. It took five years, eventually I passed all the examinations I needed to matriculate.

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With permission of the author. This is an on going story one paragraph at a time beginning on the post of July 6th.

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