seen from United Kingdom
seen from Japan
seen from Greece
seen from Mexico
seen from Netherlands
seen from China
seen from India
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from Singapore
seen from Brunei
seen from Sweden
seen from Oman
seen from Vietnam
seen from Netherlands
seen from Finland
seen from Canada
seen from United States
seen from Canada
Fronteiras
Limites
Não estabelecidos
Mal estabelecidos
Em processo de deportação
Guerra civil
Tenho medo que você fique no fogo cruzado
No meio do caos
Soterrado nos escombros da implosão
Todo a esperança que restava em queda livre
O Vecna está chegando
The wooden girl did not arrive walking: there she was suddenly sitting on the bricks, old flowers of the sea covered her head, her expression had the sadness of roots. There she stayed looking at our open lives, the going and being and setting and returning through the land, the day bleaching its gradual petals. She watched over without seeing us, the wooden girl. The girl crowned by the ancient waves, there she looked with her defeated eyes: she knew that we lived in a remote web of time and water and waves and sounds and rain, not knowing if we exist or if we are her dream. This is the story of the girl made of wood.
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets: LXVIII
SUPERBOWL LXVIII - Beer420
Mercy - LXVIII
Sometimes I feel like a poly goddess aw yeah all my shit together ducks in a goddamn row
when the sun shines it illuminates every nook and cranny of existence
when it rains it pours and pours and pours
