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Dream if you can a courtyard, an ocean of violets in bloom

When Doves Cry

O-Llama
I asked my llama friend what to do about my hair

early march beach 08

EarlySept07

Odd Couple

http://www.stormfront.org/forum/showpost.php?p=4704048&postcount=932

I can’t believe I wrote so many posts. I write a lot more than I talk.

VictorianMourningPendant

With friends in Oct 07

PF&MOct15inSF

M&Toct1507

M&PFOct15_07

 

Fog_Twilight

Burning Troy

Achilles to Briseis: I’ll tell you a secret. Something they don’t teach you in your temple. The Gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment might be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again. “Troy” 2004

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BG_Guerneville/Monte Rio

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Temple_Greece

MiaMay07…

Mia_Aug_14-07

no Blue Filter

8 Comments

  • H J Ross
    August 17, 2007 at 8:22 pm

    Hi there, Im really not sure what you blog is about, but your cute
    HJR

  • H J Ross
    August 17, 2007 at 8:26 pm

    OH I forgot, 14/ 88 , and your still cute

  • silentconsort
    August 18, 2007 at 1:19 pm

    HJ, thanks for the kind words. You don’t have to understand it. It’s kind of like an “in-joke” , only without the joke.

  • B52 gunner
    August 19, 2007 at 7:27 pm

    I understand all too well, hon.

    “Gaze no more in the bitter glass
    The demons, with their subtle guile,
    Lift up before us when they pass,
    Or only gaze a little while;
    For there a fatal image grows
    That the stormy night receives,
    Roots half hidden under snows,
    Broken boughs and blackened leaves.
    For all things turn to bareness
    In the dim glass the demons hold,
    The glass of outer weariness,
    Made when God slept in times of old.
    There, through the broken branches, go
    The ravens of unresting thought;
    Flying, crying, to and fro,
    Cruel claw and hungry throat,
    Or else they stand and sniff the wind,
    And shake their ragged wings: alas!
    Thy tender eyes grow all unkind:
    Gaze no more in the bitter glass.”

  • silentconsort
    August 19, 2007 at 9:19 pm

    I saw what you quoted from Yeats first on the site, then just now at almost 9 pm read your email .
    Oh God Schultze, I am so, so sorry about your friend.
    I know you don’t care much for this world, but you know this has happened more than once. I don’t want it to be you the next time. Is there any chance at all I can get you to stop flying these things? I know the chances are not good that I can, though I don’t know how *you* can after witnessing this firsthand.
    I only post these links not to be sensational (hardly anyone comes here anyway) but so people can see the reality of the fragility of life and perhaps reflect upon their own for even a minute.
    mia
    http://img470.imageshack.us/img470/4313/rightbeforecrashlo3.jpg

    http://img525.imageshack.us/img525/1104/airshowcrashmj2.jpg

    http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/07/28/AR2007072800406.html

  • Scott Fultz
    August 27, 2007 at 12:43 pm

    one reasone i love your work Mia is its so sexy

  • Assassiknight
    November 8, 2007 at 9:49 pm

    Je suis un photographe professionnel. Je vous aimerais à la photographie.

  • Assassiknight
    November 8, 2007 at 10:31 pm

    uh…I mean love to photograph.

    Damn Babel translator!

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