M. H. Thamrin Street, Jakarta. Looks empty and deserted on weekend.
But don’t you dare to pass this street on weekday, especially in the morning and afternoon
Another entries : http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/03/28/street-life/
Took this photo about 3 years ago. And this is one of my masterpiece…
Redvelvet cupcake, fresh from the oven!
Is it me you’re looking for?
I can see it in your eyes
I can see it in your smile
another entries : http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/06/21/world-through-your-eyes/
-Time Is But a Fleeting Moment for Us-
Time is but a fleeting moment for us…
Brief seconds in the Universe’s life
The flash of a Nebula’s awakening
The implosion of a high mass star.
We are but well traveled solo ghosts
floating in and out across barren lands
struggling between the trees of our existence
floating softly across life’s impoverished sands.
We are but tough Adventurers
Following no one else’s lead
We carry with us our knowledge
We ourselves are our trusted steed.
We are but secret lover’s
Making love to ourselves and what we do
Having passion for only what is in us
Only knowing our own truths.
We are but our own creators
We create that of which we are
We can choose to hide our brightness
Or we can light the way like the sky’s brightest star.
(Christine A Kysely)
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I’m a part of United Indonesia. We held match screening in every Manchester United match. It’s actually a mirror hanging on the wall. I took that photo with peoples in the background when we were watching Manchester United match.
Art is the imposing of a pattern on experience, and our aesthetic enjoyment is recognition of the pattern.
– Alfred North Whitehead –