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I am not blind, nor deaf. I know that you all believe me weak, frightened, feeble. Your father knew me better. Oberyn was ever the viper. Deadly, dangerous, unpredictable. No man dared tread on him. I was the grass. Pleasant, complaisant, sweet-smelling, swaying with every breeze. Who fears to walk upon the grass? But it is the grass that hides the viper from his enemies and shelters him until he strikes. Your father and I worked more closely than you know … but now he is gone. The question is, can I trust his daughters to serve me in his place?

Doran Martell

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To Pimp A Butterfly

“The caterpillar is a prisoner to the streets that conceived it

Its only job is to eat or consume everything around it, in order to protect itself from this mad city While consuming its environment the caterpillar begins to notice ways to survive One thing it noticed is how much the world shuns him, but praises the butterfly The butterfly represents the talent, the thoughtfulness, and the beauty within the caterpillar But having a harsh outlook on life the caterpillar sees the butterfly as weak and figures out a way to pimp it to his own benefits Already surrounded by this mad city the caterpillar goes to work on the cocoon which institutionalizes him He can no longer see past his own thoughts He’s trapped When trapped inside these walls certain ideas take roots, such as going home, and bringing back new concepts to this mad city The result? Wings begin to emerge, breaking the cycle of feeling stagnant Finally free, the butterfly sheds light on situations that the caterpillar never considered, ending the internal struggle Although the butterfly and caterpillar are completely different, they are one and the same."

Kendrick Lamar

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Protocole des Sages Arabes

Ne sois pas amical, car c’est le temps de la haine. Ne sois pas fidèle, car c’est le temps de la félonie. Ne sois pas pur, car c’est le temps de la boue. Ne sois pas affectueux, car c’est le temps de la glace. Ne sois pas doué, car c’est le temps des insignifiants. Ne sois pas une cime, car c’est le temps de l’abjection. Ne sois pas un arbre, car c’est le temps des haches. Ne t’attendris pas sur un enfant, car c’est le temps des impotents et des vieillards. Ne cours pas au secours d’un affligé, car c’est le temps des portes fermées. Ne compte pas sur un ami, un voisin, un parent, un poème ou un tableau, sur un grand-père ou une grand-mère, car c’est le temps des renégats. Ne fais aucun bruit même dans les WC, car c’est le temps des délateurs et des indicateurs. Ne romps pas tes relations avec un juge car tu pourrais devenir un accusé. Ni avec un accusé... car il pourrait devenir gardien. Ni avec un gardien ... car il pourrait devenir un voleur Ni avec un voleur... car il pourrait devenir riche. Ni avec un riche...car il pourrait devenir mendiant. Ni avec un mendiant... car il pourrait devenir trottoir. Ni avec un trottoir... car il pourrait devenir chaussure.

Mohammad al-MAGHOUT (1936 - 2006)

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Camping in the #highlands #scotland #scotlandlover

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Work in progress

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Highland roadtrip

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Be kind to yourself in the year ahead. Remember to forgive yourself, and to forgive others. It's too easy to be outraged these days, so much harder to change things, to reach out, to understand. Try to make your time matter: minutes and hours and days and weeks can blow away like dead leaves, with nothing to show but time you spent not quite ever doing things, or time you spent waiting to begin. Meet new people and talk to them. Make new things and show them to people who might enjoy them. Hug too much. Smile too much. And, when you can, love.

Neil Gaiman, 2015 New Year wishes