Al chiaro di luna, sotto l’influenza della passione e dell’emozione, le coppie sposate si promettono amore eterno. Quando muoiono, la luna ride dei loro teschi sparpagliati nelle tombe di tutto il mondo. Ride, pensando alle loro promesse non mantenute, pronunciate sotto l’ebbrezza delle emozioni.
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Where I've been.....💚🙏
Went off the grid and loved it!! Found this beautiful little camp spot just out of Apollo Bay and bunkered down with some neat bush walks, falling water, non falling water, camp cooking, art, reading and introspection.
I'm still greatly saddened, though these pictures depict the pure serenity of Nature.. they dont show the rubbish left behind, or the noise, racus & blantant disrespect people make when surrounded by these magnificent tall pines and eucalypts and once pristine creeks and streams.....these places are dying! If others cant show respect for nature, stay inside or go somewhere someone is paid to clean up after them if that's what they really need... aaagh. 😓😡
P.S. you don't need that much toilet paper! And if you do, pack it out or bury it at least!
Location : Labuan Bajo,Flores,East Nusa Tenggara
Credit : @anayzisnay#IBL_NTT
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Short little video of me practicing today. Love the energy in this song so wanted to have a little fun with it. 🖤
✨ Song : This Time - Kayzo
Over the years, I have always had issues dealing with my lack of consistency. Depending way too much on inspiration to harness the power of creativity. Once lost, I lose momentum. And this time I faltered, it took me ages to get back to shape.
However, I am back. Seeing everyone with that same, old, undying passion for living and creating makes me happy. But I wonder, where have I lagged behind?
For all I know, maybe I haven't. Travelling has never been a phase for me. It is that undiminished flame, keeping me alive even when I had shut the doors of the instagram world.
What kept me dead was my not wanting to document. My not wanting to connect with anyone. The "notes" that once had all my snippets of my scattered thoughts, feelings and experiences have been replaced by office notes that I do not connect with anymore.
But what's the point anyway? Living without connecting. Acting without feeling. Breathing without immersing. Indeed not something that I am proud of.
This time around, I promise to remain consistent for the next twenty one days, starting today. To get into routine. Into practice. And into myself.
Hope you all are well.