Breakfaszt of Sham Chignons

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Milan Kunc (Czech, 1944) - Slit II (1986)

[pangeen]

" Juvenile Pinnate Batfish:

This is the juvenile of the Pinnate Batfish (Platax pinnatus). The juveniles look nothing like their adult version. These gorgeous little fish are very rarely seen as they’re usually hiding under hard coral areas. Their stunning colour combination makes them a very exciting find. "

// © Michael Fafalios

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[constanzarte]

Ferdinand Leeke, The Rhinemaidens, 1913

[jadeseadragon]

Ferdinand Leeke (German, 1859 - 1923)

[nadjaerna]

Awakening of forest mavkas, Luhansk

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"Light catcher" (2012) by Helene Beland.

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Grandala in the Tirthan Valley

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[pangeen]

" Liquid Gold " // © Dan Legend

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Listen to the Music

[hennyjolzen]

Don't you feel it growing, day by day People getting ready for the news Some are happy, some are sad Oh, we got to let the music play

What the people need Is a way to make 'em smile It ain't so hard to do if you know how Gotta get a message Get it on through Oh now mama, don't you ask me why

Whoa, listen to the music Whoa, listen to the music Whoa, listen to the music All the time

Well I know, you know better Everything I say Meet me in the country for a day We'll be happy And we'll dance Oh, we're gonna dance our blues away And if I'm feeling good to you And you're feeling good to me There ain't nothing we can't do or say Feeling good, feeling fine Oh, baby, let the music play

Whoa, listen to the music Whoa, listen to the music Whoa, listen to the music All the time

Like a lazy flowing river Surrounding castles in the sky And the crowd is growing bigger Listening for the happy sounds And I got to let them fly

[pangeen]

" Explore the North " // © Ronald Söthje

Music: © Kyle Preston - Ancient Fathers

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[pangeen]

" Magic is out there … " // © Ronald Söthje

Music : © Yehezkel Raz - Shallow Water

[hennyjolzen]

There are trees and they are on fire. There are hummingbirds and they are on fire. There are graves and they are on fire and the things coming out of the graves are on fire. The house you grew up in is on fire. There is a gigantic trebuchet on fire on the edge of a crater and the crater is on fire. There is a complex system of tunnels deep underneath the surface with only one entrance and one exit and the entire system is filled with fire. There is a wooden cage we’re trapped in, too large to see, and it is on fire. There are jaguars on fire. Wolves. Spiders. Wolf-spiders on fire. If there were people. If our fathers were alive. If we had a daughter. Fire to the edges. Fire in the river beds. Fire between the mattresses of the bed you were born in. Fire in your mother’s belly. There is a little boy wearing a fire shirt holding a baby lamb. There is a little girl in a fire skirt asking if she can ride the baby lamb like a horse. There is you on top of me with thighs of fire while a hot red fog hovers in your hair. There is me on top of you wearing a fire shirt and then pulling the fire shirt over my head and tossing it like a fireball through the fog at a new kind of dinosaur. There are meteorites disintegrating in the atmosphere just a few thousand feet above us and tiny fireballs are falling down around us, pooling around us, forming a kind of fire lake which then forms a kind of fire cloud. There is this feeling I get when I am with you. There is our future house burning like a star on the hill. There is our dark flickering shadow. There is my hand on fire in your hand on fire, my body on fire above your body on fire, our tongues made of ash. We are rocks on a distant and uninhabitable planet. We have our whole life ahead of us.

~Zachary Schomburg, "The Fire Cycle" from Scary, No Scary. Copyright © 2009 by Zachary Schomburg. 

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Clive Nichols