Are we ready to be a LITTLE BIT DANGEROUS MY FRIEND
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Are we ready to be a LITTLE BIT DANGEROUS MY FRIEND
all gas, no brakes
do i know what i’m doing? no.
will that stop me? no.
There is just time
Moments
Segments
Sublime representations of
Can you explore
Remembering truth buried
Hope ignored
Time is the commodity yearned for
Just a moment more
One more thing needed done
Rainbows can't convey the entire convoy
Some must travel spans greater than imagination
Embarking on journeys spanning generations
The time you need may be the time given
Needs and wants separated by deep chasms
Bottomless pits a norm of happenstance
Can time resolve the things of the past
Time everlasting
Linear to our nature
Cyclic in our deeds
Can we break free
Do you hope for more
Can you see beyond the threshold of your own door
Walk in time
Address the meaning of your rhyme
Believe in the moment spent
Live happily
Begin your ever after
Wake sleepily
Allow the world to wash over
Completely
Embracingly
It is a beginning in the middle of your end
Rewind the clock
Always trying to begin again
There is just time in this loop we live in
blog description & current mindset
this is my next method of compiling my photos. tags so far include names, and "reminiscing". I will reblog additional tags on this post.
my name is Claudia, I am 22 this January, 2019, and I've been in Kentucky an entire year. I came with the sole intent to study, practice, and graduate from Kentucky Horseshoeing School in Richmond, but gave up not even halfway through. I was focused on my heart, and I'm sure that wasn't the best idea. with a new therapist joining my army, I've been tending to my self-care, cultivating adult responsibility and applicable knowledge. I've held a job about three months now - two months longer than my personal best. I'm striving to create myself as I wish me to be, fine-tuning my provisional philosophies.
for a whole year, I've had pangs of longing to be back in southern Maryland with mum and dad and nearly everyone I know. I'm very shabby at keeping up with friends and relatives if I can't physically see them, hug them. I've definitely concluded to be present and not let technology suck me into its black hole of pseudo-socializing.
I want real humanity, real thought and effort, raw emotion. I want to be surrounded with goodness and artists and local music and truth-seekers, freedom-fighters, living beings drawn to me out of love. I want to make the time to nurture my soul and influence my new home for the better. I want to say with pride one day that I moved a 9-hour drive from my home of seven years and did more than survive. I want to get my passion and my vision planned, at least a little, and if possible, see some of it in-the-flesh.
no, that's not asking a lot. and it's just coincidence, I swear, that my confident musings occurred soon after the nation's new year's resolution wishlist creation. I'm a believer in creating yourself anew whenever you've the mind to do so.
a project: add another panel to this therapeutic exercise, begun 2016(?)
You’re making two mistakes. First you’re assuming that I value other people’s lives more than my own. Second, you’re assuming that I value my own life
Durzo Blint (Brent Weeks)