Enkeli

Enkeli

Ojennan untuvan,

sormilles,

soittaisitko sävelen suloisen,

illasta, aikaiseen aamun, sinisen soutuu

Hipaise, mutta varoen,

etten säikähdä,

väreeksi lammen, minua muuttaisi.

Hipaise, kultaista kiveä,

minun pientä sydäntä,

taivaasta pudonnutta.

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Fractal Angel and some other pics edited by me ♥

This was a pic of a woman, I added the wings and stars in Photobucket.

Here I added the flowers and a butterfly (colored).

Here I added the text, stars and the heart.

Here I added the text, the stars and the lip mark.

Here I added the hearts, the butterflies.

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Poems inspired by pictures

Inspiration can derive from many different things. I started to just write down things that came to mind watching these beautiful pictures. I wanted to ‘taste’ english language and to connect some phonetic expression in these pictures and then let the story go on from there.

Rye,

rye,

fragile sepia ground.

Wavering

is my occupation in this life

of mine.

Beauty is always just – –

sliding on the sandbanks of the hopeless shores of

these endless nights

and lying there in the bottom of that ocean of

desperate acts.

There is always someone

who is

pulling someone next to them in a little while

for a little sigh

and

on top of warmth

needing to let the love

be felt,

touched and fed.

But to wake in one’s shameful  morning

of not receiving what one was giving.

-K.J.R

Feather leaves in blue

whispering to me…

bluish and whitish world

whining in pleasure when

little pressures of feather -like strokes

on the skin

makes childish feel good.

K.J.R

White chant from flowers in the sandy fields of self-doubt

and new feelings

of jealousy to the

gorgeous and the

wealthy of the land

continuously

winding my flesh in the ground

toward emptiness

I can’t bear

For it was the dream

I just needed to be a flower just for an eternity

for someone

in the midst of the fields of golden glimmer

meeting my fantasies

knowing me inside out

never wanting to change the day into night

in the gardens of new hope

unraveling my hearts true weight

and warmth

to one’s own pleasure.

-K.J.R

The one

closest is the white flower

and the above is the royal

begging the bottom flowers to

remain in the chain

of conspiracy of the

higher places

of floral

consciousness

waiting that

everything will just

go  away

and one will remain

in the high place of one’s

indolence,

in the reeking

decadence

of everything once good and honest,

pure and immaculate.

These traits lie in the flowers

of those hearts

that are yet to

rule

in the new dawning

of the beautiful mind.

-K.J.R

Pink in the  white flowers,

leaves,

leave me in peace.

Peace leave me in.

In peace leave me.

Pace vincit omnia.

-K.J.R

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Peace

I found this GREAT poem from here

Chain of love and peace

One moment of love and peace,
Several moments of love and peace, it can make.

Several moments of love and peace,
One minute of love and peace, it can make.

One minute of love and peace,
Several minutes of love and peace, it can make.

Several minutes of love and peace,
One hour of love and peace, it can make.

One hour of love and peace,
Several hours of love and peace, it can make.

Several hours of love and peace,
One day of love and peace, it can make.

One day of love and peace,
Several days of love and peace, it can make.

Several days of love and peace,
One week of love and peace, it can make.

One week of love and peace,
Several weeks of love and peace, it can make.

Several weeks of love and peace,
One month of love and peace, it can make.

One month of love and peace,
Several months of love and peace, it can make.
Several months of love and peace,
One year of love and peace, it can make

One year of love and peace,
Several years of love and peace, it can make

Several years of love and peace,
One life of love and peace, it can make

One life of love and peace,
Several lives of love and peace, it can make

Several lives of love and peace,
One family of love and peace, it can make

One family of love and peace,
Several families of love and peace, it can make

Several families of love and peace,
One village of love and peace, it can make

One village of love and peace,
Several villages of love and peace, it can make

Several villages of love and peace,
One community of love and peace, it can make

One community of love and peace,
Several communities of love and peace, it can make

Several communities of love and peace,
One country of love and peace, it can make

One country of love and peace,
Several countries of love and peace, it can make

Several countries of love and peace,
One world of love and peace, it can make

One world of love and peace,
One eternity of love and peace, it can make

One moment of love and peace,
One eternity of love and peace, it can make

So, why doesn’t it?
Because this is same for hate and war…

Lino Jones

As I Walk These Broad, Majestic Days
AS I walk these broad, majestic days of peace,
(For the war, the struggle of blood finish’d, wherein, O terrific
Ideal!
Against vast odds, having gloriously won,
Now thou stridest on–yet perhaps in time toward denser wars,
Perhaps to engage in time in still more dreadful contests, dangers,
Longer campaigns and crises, labors beyond all others;
–As I walk solitary, unattended,
Around me I hear that eclat of the world–politics, produce,
The announcements of recognized things–science,
The approved growth of cities, and the spread of inventions. 10 

I see the ships, (they will last a few years,)
The vast factories, with their foremen and workmen,
And here the indorsement of all, and do not object to it.

But I too announce solid things;
Science, ships, politics, cities, factories, are not nothing–I watch
them,
Like a grand procession, to music of distant bugles, pouring,
triumphantly moving–and grander heaving in sight;
They stand for realities–all is as it should be.

Then my realities;
What else is so real as mine?
Libertad, and the divine average–Freedom to every slave on the face
of the earth, 20
The rapt promises and luminé of seers–the spiritual world–these
centuries lasting songs,
And our visions, the visions of poets, the most solid announcements
of any.

For we support all, fuse all,
After the rest is done and gone, we remain;
There is no final reliance but upon us;
Democracy rests finally upon us (I, my brethren, begin it,)
And our visions sweep through eternity.

Walt Whitman

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It’s a beautiful day!

Today the sun was shining, I was feeling good, and hope it shows here in these photos I took today. =) Aurinko paistoi tänään, oli hyvä olo ja toivon että se näkyy näissä kuvissa joita tänään otin. =)

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It’s a beautiful day
The sun is shining
I feel good
And no-one’s gonna to stop me now, oh yeah.

It’s a beautiful day
I feel good, I feel right
I feel good, I feel right
And no-one, no-one’s gonna stop me now
No-one’s gonna stop me now
No-one’s gonna stop me now yeah
No-one’s gonna stop me now no no no

No-one’s gonna stop me now
No-one’s gonna stop me now
Yeah

No-one, no-one, no-one’s gonna stop me now
No-one

No-one’s gonna stop me now
No-one’s gonna stop me now yeah no no no

No-one’s gonna stop me now
No-one’s gonna stop me now
No-one, no-one
Yeah

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Valitut viisaudet

Hetkinen onnea on enemmän arvoinen kuin tuhat vuotta historiaa. Voltaire.

❖❖ Oη єяιттäιη тäякєää кιιηηιттää нυσмισтα тιєнєη נσтα кυℓкєє. Tιє σρєттαα мєιℓℓє σιкєαη тαναη ρääѕтä ρєяιℓℓє נα яιкαѕтυттαα мєιтä мαткαℓℓαммє. ~Pαυℓσ Cσєℓнσ, Pунιιηναєℓℓυѕ ❖❖

❁☬ Maailmankaikkeus ei tuomitse, vaan auttaa meitä saavuttamaan haluamamme. Sen vuoksi Soturi uskaltaa katsoa sielunsa syvyyksiin ja yrittää valaista sitä anteeksiannon valolla. ~Paulo Coelho ☬❁

¸,¤°´’`°•.¸¸.•°´’`°¤,¸Ei elämässä ole vain yhtä “ainutkertaista” tilaisuutta; elämä antaa aina toisen mahdollisuuden. Paulo Coelho ¸,¤°´’`°•.¸¸.•°´’`°¤,¸

Tulevaisuus kolkuttaa oveemme, ja kaikilla uusilla ajatuksilla -paitsi niillä jotka ovat ennakkoluuloisia- on tilaisuus tulla esiin ja saada ihmisten hyväksyntä. Kaikki turhanpäiväinen katoaa. Me emme ole tuomareita emmekä voi sen vuoksi arvostella lähimmäistemme unelmia. Uskoaksemme omaan tiehemme meidän ei tarvitse todistaa, että toisen tie on väärä. Se joka toimii niin ei luota omiin askeliinsa. -Paulo Coelho ☆:*´¨`*:..:*´¨`*:.☆

*.:α✿*є✿.α.:* Oℓι ιнмιηєη кυкα тαнαηѕα נα тєкι нäη мιтä тαнαηѕα, тσινє נσкα ρυяѕυαα ѕуνäℓтä ѕу∂äмєѕтä ση ℓäнтöιѕιη Mααιℓмαηкαιккєυ∂єη Sιєℓυѕтα. Uηєℓмαηѕα тσтєυттαмιηєη ση ιнмιѕєη тєнтäνä мααη ρääℓℓä. Pαυℓσ Cσєℓнσ, Aℓкємιѕтι ☆:*´¨`*:..:*´¨`*:.☆

☆:*´¨`*:..:*´¨`*:.☆Vαραυѕ ση ѕιтä, єттä ѕαα тυηтєα мιтä ѕу∂äη нαℓυαα νäℓιттäмäттä тσιѕтєη мιєℓιριтєιѕтä. -Pαυℓσ Cσєℓнσ

ஜ۩۞۩ஜ Uѕкσ тσяנυυ кαιккι ιѕкυт. Uѕкσ мυυттαα муякуη кяιѕтαℓℓιηкιяккααкѕι νє∂єкѕι. -Pαυℓσ Cσєℓнσ ஜ۩۞۩ஜ

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