time comes
it goes
a day a month
a year a decade
vanishing
like so much dust
carried away
through an open window
leaving fragments
of images events faces
long forgotten
to reappear
out of context
a life lived
in segments
over time
always
over time
which has the habit
of slipping
away
Being Present for the Moment
Website storys
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
Finding Inspiration
Off the wall, under the freeway, over the rainbow, nothin' but net.
A virtual cabaret of songs, stories and questionable life choices.
Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet and author 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 
yes…and a happy new year to you! (K)
Thank you. Happy New Year to you, too.
Wonderful.
Thank you.
Reblogged this on From 1 Blogger 2 Another.
Thanks, Douglas, for reblogging this.
Timely!
A rather grim reality check.
New Year’s does that to me.