Peaceful 🌸🌿
Fountain in the Park Marquayro (1905) by Henri Martin
I am afraid -
not of the fall,
not of the silence,
that sometimes comes.
But of it,
that timid hands
touch my inside
and whisper: *"Don't be so bright. "*
But this light -
it is not a spark,
that can be extinguished,
not a fire,
that consumes.
It is a gentle glow,
that carries me,
a moonbeam,
that cuts through darkness.
Let me shine,
just as I am.
No less,
no more.
Extraschicht - Die Nacht der Industriekultur NRW
You are free to fly wherever you want
“The bad news is you’re falling through the air, nothing to hang on to, no parachute. The good news is, there’s no ground.”
— Chogyam Trungpa
We could do everything what we want and look as we want. #womanpower #womensday2021 https://www.instagram.com/p/CMKEj-Uj5FDNjky0CVMvg1LmwC42UWBhwYYcP00/?igshid=115oql8kv9zig
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The Hong Kong Jockey Club - where tradition and speed race round the bend
On Hong Kong's neon-soaked nights, a heart beats at a gallop: the Jockey Club, a colossal paradox since 1884 - both a temple of sport and a benefactor of the city. Here, wealth and ritual merge when sleek horses shoot across the turf like liquid gold.
The crowd goes wild, bets whisper of luck and loss, but there is more behind the frenzy: schools, hospitals, culture - financed by the race of the hooves. A high-stakes game in which even the city wins.