to walk
among ruins
is to realize
the fragility
of life
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to walk
among ruins
is to realize
the fragility
of life
Being Present for the Moment
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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 
Well said and true!
Thank you.
You’re welcome!
This is beautiful.. -CC
Thanks, CC.
Really beautiful!
Thank you.
Those ruins will be standing long after we’re gone.
Those have been there roughly 1800 years.
It also makes you marvel at the imagination and ingenuity of mankind.
Leslie
Yes, that’s true, Leslie.
I never cease to marvel at some of those amazing buildings/temples etc. that were built so long ago.
Leslie
I do love to visit historical sites.
Me too.
Leslie
Words well stated, and the picture is a great illustration of the meaning of fragility.
Excellent post which speaks a lot.
Thanks. I’m glad you liked it.
Was my Pleasure.
Ian
Remember Ozymandias!
I had forgotten that Shelley poem. Thanks for reminding me.
you can’t tell when those pillars would fall down…it’s like human lives…thanks for sharing those ruins…
You are welcome. I’m glad you liked it.
: )
Perfect.
Thank you.
Very true…
Thank you. Glad you agree.
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Inspiring words and image. Thank you for sharing this. The past is so evocative.
And unfortunately the past keeps repeating itself.