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The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page.
Saint Augustine
People are trapped in history and history is trapped in them.
James Baldwin
You stand before monuments and ruins of a great series of events manifested in stone called history and ultimately have no idea of the being of the people they awakened.
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The only thing that is continuous in the history of mankind is that people have always been in search and that in every form.
There is a time in life when everything fits, but at some point we start to emphasise only the downsides and turn the beauty of life into endless attention to small, annoying details.
At some point, we are alone and see ourselves as failures. But the problem is not around us, it is within us.
We have somehow forgotten that life is a gift and that we should celebrate it and not struggle with it.
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Collecting stones is one of the most beautiful ways to pass the time, in the here and now. Only those who know that they cannot ultimately own things learn to appreciate life. Even life is only a temporary loan.
All the stones I have ever collected accompany me until they are stones again without me, without ever having known that they were part of my life. Only the gravestone knows your name.
It was a crazy dream of equality freedom friendship and peace dreamt by a fool. A fool who believes that only when all borders fall will freedom be boundless and equality the nature of the norm.
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I experienced the most beautiful day of this dream here at the MMM in Bolzano. Appreciating cultures means seeing them with an open mind, feeling them so that we are aware at all times.
The greatest of existence is to put your existence in the foreground and to forget your own ego in the rush of existence.
The here and now, looking at the space around you, has to flash you to realise how unique it is to be alive. In space and time for a tiny moment before eternity goes on without you.
I have never and will never understand or want to understand why such a mess is made about the female nipple.
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In the name of the politically incorrect rabbit
By the way, I find the flattened chicken embryo much more blatant than any nipple!
A whole field full of white nipples was really disgusting, we were stunned and needed two years of therapy afterwards to come to terms with the sight. Of course we threw the camera away and she never took any decent pictures after that.
By the way, finally free the nipples or censor all nipples, in men, animals and vegetable protection covers!
A tiny opening between clouds shows us a luminous yellow that only the life-giving sun is capable of.
Looking at this scenario we realise that all the trees that are immobile were already there and will still be there when we are past.
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This unique man-made environment is a great playground for all kinds of entertainment when the daytime tourists have gone.
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I believe we were both present at that time.
Venice is always a reason to stay longer to breathe history.
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There used to be a good Munch exhibition in Potsdam near Berlin.
Here is a small selection - really just a very small selection - of his extensive work.
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We are still amazed at all the pictures we have taken. What a piece of work, more than just the screaming. If you're wondering why it's so crooked, anyone can make it straight! mod
This world is but a canvas to our imagination.
Henry David Thoreau
“From the moment of my birth, the angels of anxiety, worry, and death stood at my side, followed me out when I played, followed me in the sun of springtime and in the glories of summer. They stood at my side in the evening when I closed my eyes, and intimidated me with death, hell, and eternal damnation. And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell?”
Edvard Munch
“Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye... it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.”
Edvard Munch
We were fortunate to be in Bolzano to take part in Reinhold Messner's fire talks. One of the questions he introduced at the beginning was 'How do you recognise a good mountaineer?'. His answer was simple: 'He's still alive!'. The man made a great impression on us that evening.
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the other one or the same
It was a fortuitous concurrence that we were in the same location at the same time. We had previously visited the museum in Bolzano and discovered a flyer at the entrance. If we had waited a day or visited a day earlier or later, it would not have been feasible. It so happened that we were there at the optimal time.
The universe may be said to have facilitated our meeting in time and space, which seems to be the only logical explanation.
Me voy a ir a la punta del Everest a estar yo solo La punta del Everest
Like a dream frozen in an icy time capsule, this archive of yours is the documentation of the ephemeral transitory in time and space.
@scopophilic1997 thank you
We were in Milan once and stayed in a super cool hotel where every year they spray new graffiti on the walls and have a big party. Wow, these graffiti only exist digitally..... so overwhelming and yet not of existence.
Like life itself.
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scopOphilic_micromessaging_1069 - scopOphilic1997 presents a new micro-messaging series: small, subtle, and often unintentional messages we send and receive verbally and non-verbally.
I tried to move the trash can to get a better shot. It's cemented to the ground!
So blue! It's absolutely incredible. It's pure and yet unbelievable until you see it for yourself.
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The sheer beauty of nature, painted in watercolour, is simply breathtaking!
La beauté pure de la nature, peinte à l'aquarelle, est tout simplement époustouflante !
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Sculptural art at its perfection.
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The perfect David is himself in his own copy, which stands in the open, a perfect image of himself.
Florence is the unrivalled experience. The pure history of art alone is impressive.
An embrace is the connection of two worlds for a single, magical moment.
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There are sculptures in so many different embraces, and even when the dead embrace you, it looks almost tender.
Sixteen lovers and one who craves - stone softness