Blue moon

Deep in the cell of my heart I will feel so glad to go

[leptirko27]

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[leptirko27]

Trois couleurs : Bleu (1993), Krzysztof Kieślowski

[leptirko27]

In the mood for love

[yoursummerdreamz]

[catrulez]

[leptirko27]

"Posetilac je oklevao:-Pitacu vas nesto, majstore, s nadom u iskren odgovor. -Ako ga znadem, i vi cete ga dobiti. -Jesu li svi umetnici ovakve hulje? -Ne, gospodine.Samo vrlo veliki." B.P.

[sympathyforladyvengeance2005]

Branimir Stulić na koncertu “Azre” u beogradskom SKC-u 1984. godine

[utrippy]

[praying]

[leptirko27]

"Has it ever occurred to you that plants can feel, know, even comprehend ... The trees, this hazel-nut bush-they don't run about. Like us who are rushing, fussing, uttering banalities. That's because we don't trust nature that is inside us. Always this suspiciousness, haste and no time to stop and think. "

[inthemoodforportnawak]

Buddah Cats - KyleKahotek (Imgur)

[ariristocat]

I am so happy

[dashaibo]

There’s something pure in this photoset.

[leptirko27]

[hangingsrew]

[artofnarrative]

Poem by Mary Oliver

The Journey By Mary Oliver

One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice– though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. “Mend my life!” each voice cried. But you didn’t stop. You knew what you had to do, though the wind pried with its stiff fingers at the very foundations, though their melancholy was terrible. It was already late enough, and a wild night, and the road full of fallen branches and stones. But little by little, as you left their voices behind, the stars began to burn through the sheets of clouds, and there was a new voice which you slowly recognized as your own, that kept you company as you strode deeper and deeper into the world, determined to do the only thing you could do– determined to save the only life you could save.

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[leptirko27]

Gavranov monolog " Golubica je, mislim, mnogo prikladnija Da obavi taj zadatak, donese vest U malom umornom kljunu vec zgusnutu u simbol, U neku grancicu, nadu, u model za slikara Koji plakatira mir. Zato biram odsutnost, Sad kad su zatvoreni izvori bezdanu I ustave nebeske. Biram bistru svest: Pre mene potop. Na crnom perju nosim sunce, Ostro gledam svoja posla, ispod mulja Kljujem vesto oci gresnika. Grakcem. Slikace me na grobovima, i kako stojim na snegu Crn kao slovo. Naucice me da kazem Nevermore. Bicu slavan. Golubica je, medjutim, Prosto stvorena da obavi taj zadatak: Neka u njenom liku nada obraste u perje, Neka u mome perju uzas dobije lik." Ivan Lalic

[megpricephotography]

Hellooo!

Barney loooves waving :) Probably cause it never fails to make anyone watching say “aww” & he likes the attention!

[soul-vintage-deactivated2019031]

Jai jitla!:3 😂