Having someone beside you makes life
livable. I gues the pleasure of living together
without waiting for anything or ascribing
meaning to , cannot be found in anything
else.
In short
Life is short
Birds are flying…
FILM FOR HER
SWAN SONG
What stood between us was both distance and
unrequited belonging. Naturally, I kept my wits
about me and preserved not to be led astray from my
realities. Distractions will do you good for moments
at a time, but it was he who needled his way into the
forefront of my musings. Upon discovering this
truth, what followed was an October of
“Yes," I say. "Three of these flying birds."
I touch my collarbone, marking the path of their flight - toward my heart. One for each member of the family I left behind.”
I can see the world from my window,
The deepness of blue on the sky,
The deepness of black inside,
Which one is deep inside or outside?
Which one is blue, my soul or my window?
Can I bring these colors to my heart?
Can a flower rise inside?
The birds are still flying,
The sun is still shining,
I can still breathe hope.
From its Minamata plant -a huge gray complex of pipes, towers, and tanks- the company had for years routinely dumped its lethal by-products into the heavily fished waters of Minamata Bay.
Birds seemed to be losing their sense of coordination, often falling from their perches or flying into buildings and trees. Cats, too, were acting oddly. They walked with a strange rolling gait, frequently stumbling over their own legs. Many suddenly went mad, running in circles and foaming at the mouth until they fell.
Soon the malady spread to the fishermen and their families. The symptoms of the disease were horrible to watch. Although it was still undiagnosed, physicians knew the disease attacked the central nervous system and the brain, crippling its victimsand eventually rendering them bedridden and incoherent. Forty percent of those poisoned died. Autopsies showed that their brains had become spongelike as cells were eaten away.
Noel Gallagher’s High Flying Birds - If I Had A Gun
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Throwing back my head, I screamed as the rage erupted from me. Over and over, I saw Ian falling. Over and over, I heard Casteel shouting—begging for her to stop. Lightning ripped through the sky, heating the air. A deafening boom of thunder exploded, rattling the trees and sending birds flying in every direction. Hisa and the guards froze. Delano pressed back, bumping into Naill. They began to back up slowly—away from me as my fury charged the air, whipping up a storm. And in the distant parts of my mind, I realized it had always been me. It hadn’t been the gods that’d caused the storms. It hadn’t been Nyktos. The blood rain had been them, but this…this was me—the violent stir of energy colliding with the world around me. It had always been me—this absolute power. But I…I wasn’t me. I wasn’t the Queen of Flesh and Fire. My chest rose and fell as my fingers spread wide. I was vengeance and wrath given form, and in the moment, I was exactly what Alastir and the Unseen feared. I was the Bringer of Death and Destruction, and I would tear down the walls they sought to protect themselves with. I would rip apart their homes, scorch their lands, and fill their streets with blood until there was nowhere to run or hide. And then I would destroy them all. Streaks of silver-white energy crackled off my skin as I turned back to the edges of the woods, toward the city.
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With a passion that was both playful and obsessive, he pursued innovative studies of anatomy, fossils, birds, the heart, flying machines, optics, botany, geology, water flows, and weaponry. us he became the archetype of the Renaissance Man, an inspiration to all who believe that the “infinite works of nature,” as he put it, are woven together in a unity filled with marvelous patterns. His ability to combine art and science, made iconic by his drawing of a perfectly
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Having someone beside you makes life livable. I guess the pleasure of living together without waiting for anything or ascribing meaning to, can't be found in anything else.
İn short, ' life is short, birds are flying.'
Birds are flying over Europe skies,
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