morning comes
after night
bit
by bit
memory
after memory
departs
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morning comes
after night
bit
by bit
memory
after memory
departs
Being Present for the Moment
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Illustration, Concept Art & Comics/Manga
Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
An online activist from Bosnia and Herzegovina, based in Sarajevo, standing on the right side of the history - for free Palestine.
A place where I post unscripted, unedited, soulless rants of a insomniac madman
Dennis Mantin is a Toronto-based writer, artist, and filmmaker.
Finding Inspiration
Off the wall, under the freeway, over the rainbow, nothin' but net.
Erm, what am I doing with my life?
Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet by accident.
At Least Trying Too
A Journey of Spiritual Significance
Life in islamic point of view
Through the view point of camera...
L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
In Kate's World
Leonard Durso 
I know but in some corners we have such stored information. Yesterday perhaps after twenty years I saw a photograph of a Soviet national and my mind jumped and waved its hands and said eagerly–“Kosygin.” Really!?
Well we all have our own bits of memory stored away to resurface at any given moment.
It’s like modern, minimalist art. Geometric. Very nice.
Thanks. It’s a good description.
Interesting.