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If you can speak what you will never hear, if you can write what you will never read, you have done rare things. — Henry David Thoreau

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You'll learn that absence is to love, as wind is to fire mdash; extinguishes the small, nourishes the light inside.

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Taiwan Yi Bai Sui Sheng Ri Kuai Le

Got lucky.
15 minutes before my 6pm test (note: it’s Daylight Savings here). Was on my way to my test room, when I remembered the Hakka Tung festival back at grand mum’s hometown. Just happened to be passing by this tree mdash; and so the spring blossoms’ beckoning turned out to be irresistible. I squandered what time [read:hope] I had left for studying on clearing away the oxide filiform layer that was on my camera sheath.

i think this is awesome because its semiotics effectively illustrate, by superimposing the image of a something that destroys creation onto as something that is the epitome of sub-divine creation, that there may still be hope in humanity — sort of like an image of a tank wreathed in garlands of flowers; but minus the inklings of remorse, grief, and stoic opposition towards war.

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Title: Gene Artist: Hisaishi Joe Album: Universe Within III - Gene I & II Playcount: 0 plays

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Yay Hisaishi Joe Cello piece <3

but one I am stuck playing by ear on the violin… </3

people-cropped-out bokeh snaps of the batch. Resized for attention economy.
Fireworks at the Waterfront, 9/9/11 - Auckland, NZ