#fleetingness

[indissolubiles]

ulotne chwile łapię jak fotka,

dbam by chwile ulotne jak notka

nie uleciały jak ulotna plotka

- Paktofonika "chwile ulotne"

[k00288049]

Isn't there an infinite beauty to everything temporary? Whether it is a bubble, a flower, a dance or life itself. I believe all these things are beautiful because they are temporary.

I put bubbles in the wonder box because their movement is very fast and short, yet in the box for a moment they are part of infinity.

[tanyaluca]

Cold Ephemerality...

[loveandknowledge]

The French painter Philippe de Champaigne emphasised the importance of living a life of virtue now, and not wait, in his painting “Still Life with a Skull”, which showed the three essentials of existence - the tulip (life), the skull (death), and the hourglass (time). The original painting is part of a genre referred to as Vanitas, a form of 17th-century artwork featuring symbols of mortality which encourage reflection on the meaning and fleetingness of life.

[tanyaluca]

Everything is ephemeral, both that which remembers and that which is remembered.

Marcus Aurelius

[wordsmusicandstories]

Fuochi d’artificio

Bagliori e fragori.Sentieri di luci.Collane di colori.Lampi di gioiafulminei,per non lasciar assuefare. Così è la felicità:un lampo di gioia,un arabesco luminoso,un fuoco d’artificioche svanisceappena appare. Fireworks Gleams and booms.Trails of light.Necklaces of color.Flashes of joy —lightning-quick,so we don’t grow accustomed. Such is happiness:a flash of joy,a luminous arabesque,a…

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[wordsmusicandstories]

MOTHER

Today, in Italy and across the world we celebrate the extraordinary love of mothers. 🧡 Happy Mother’s Day to all the incredible women who nurture our dreams, steady our steps, and light our darkest paths. MOTHER Your love was like moonlightturning harsh things to beauty,so that little wry soulsreflecting each other obliquelyas in cracked mirrors . . .beheld in your luminous spirittheir own…

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[wordsmusicandstories]

Housman’s Rue /1

Alfred Edward Housman (26 March 1859 –1936), was an English poet and classical scholar, whose verse exerted a strong influence on later poets.Today he is best known for his cycle of poems “A Shropshire Lad” published in 1896 partly at the author’s expense, after it had been rejected by a publisher.The following poem is one of the simplest and most effective from that collection LIV. With rue my…

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