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„Do not watch a place that is no longer yours“
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اب تیری آرزو کہاں مجھ کو
اب میں تیری بات بھی نہیں کرتا
Ab teri arzoo kahan mujh ko
Ab mein teri baat bhi nahi karta
جب میں تجھے جانتا نہیں تھا
کتنا عزیز جانتا تھا تجھے میں
The Lancaster News Journal, Pennsylvania, July 4, 1915
“If you tremble with indignation at every injustice, then you are a comrade of mine” - Che
Seen in Aligarh Muslim University in Uttar Pradesh, India
The Lost One
His title gradually changed from 'son' to 'idiot', then to 'bastard', then finally to 'lying asshole'. In the end, never mind being referred to his name, he wasn't even treated like a human being anymore.
The distance between him and his love also widened.
And he even got called a son of a bitch by her.
Before he knew it, no one was calling him by his name.
And he stopped telling others what his full name was, too.
Map of Hamburg, Germany during WWII, camouflaged to try to get Bombers to drop bombs on the “Binnen Alster” - a lake in the middle of the city, by dragging a painted tarp over the small lake to make it look like city, and draping a fake bridge over the large lake to mimic the actual bridge.
“This dunya is designed to break your heart.”
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“Evolution doesn’t take prisoners.”
The Four Great Clans of the Earth own the Four Great Elements. The Mermaids rule the seas, the rivers, the lakes. The Angels live in the sky, calming the wind and air. The Elves live in the forests, the earth and ground and plants around them bind them together. And the Demons rule tame the fire’s of the deep earth.
You’re a Human that’s been dropped right in the middle of this odd world, and the leaders of these races are trying to figure out what to do with you
The Four Great Clans of the Earth own the Four Great Elements. The Mermaids rule the seas, the rivers, the lakes. The Angels live in the sky, calming the wind and air. The Elves live in the forests, the earth and ground and plants around them bind them together. And the Demons rule tame the fire’s of the deep earth.
You’re a Human that’s been dropped right in the middle of this odd world, and the leaders of these races are trying to figure out what to do with you
Fanfiction Club: The Rules
This idea came to me when I woke up first thing this morning.
Writing Prompt #820
The sun was out and everyone was outside. It was like hibernation ended and everyone emerged from their burrows. As I walked down the sidewalk, I even saw someone sunbathing and guys were ogling at her. I rolled my eyes and decided to get some ice cream.
Prompt 09
Michael the Archangel left a child on your doorstep with a note implying you are now obligated to take care of it. The problem? You’re Lucifer.
“Ok, since daddy dearest decided to drop you off here, do you mind telling me your name?” You ask.
“The child remains silent.
“You can be rude all you want, but i could just rip the name from your mind. I can’t guarantee it being painless.” The child looks at you, seemingly looking through you. “You can try.” He/She says as she takes a sip of her juice box.
Prompt 09
Michael the Archangel left a child on your doorstep with a note implying you are now obligated to take care of it. The problem? You’re Lucifer.
“Ok, since daddy dearest decided to drop you off here, do you mind telling me your name?” You ask.
“The child remains silent.
“You can be rude all you want, but i could just rip the name from your mind. I can’t guarantee it being painless.” The child looks at you, seemingly looking through you. “You can try.” He/She says as she takes a sip of her juice box.
Top 10 Tips for Actually Writing
for the writer who can’t seem to write.
Buy a pencil and paper. Get a writing program and a keyboard.
Spill all your ideas into a notebook that will never see the light of day. Write down literally every idea you have that even sort of relates to the scene/chapter/book that you want to write until your thoughts converge on a pointed attack.
Quality vs. Quantity? No competition. Quantity all the way. The more you write, the better you will know your story. Worry about Quality LATER.
Think about where the idea came from. Go there. Set up a cardboard box and live there. This is your home now.
What is the coolest, most self-indulgent thing you can think of? That’s what you want to write at this point, until you get some steam.
Short-term goals, my friends. And by short-term, I mean a minute from now, ten seconds from now. What are you going to do to write RIGHT NOW? Stop thinking about an hour from now, stop thinking about a day from now.
This is not a book. This is not a book. You are not writing a book. You are writing a story. A story is much easier to take bites out of than a book. A book is a big, scary, colossal thing. Stories are fun and carefree.
Get yourself a writing friend. A cactus, an old bottle of nail polish, a fish in an appropriately sized tank, etc. Make them hold you accountable.
Set crazy low goals. Promise yourself you will write ten words today. Ten words and you will be the Best Writer in the Entire World to Ever Exist. Accomplishing things is a morale booster and will urge you to write more.
Just keep writing. I believe in you.