Impression d’art de la peinture à la gouache originale par Helo Birdie « Ciel nager » Impression d’art de qualité musée sur papier épais, durable, mat. Imprimé sur du papier d’archivage, sans acide. -étoiles - nuits - astronomie - les gens - lunatique - mignon- S’il vous plaît suivez
Late Night Randomness is a collection of photos we have found in searching the web that don't necessarily fit in with our other posts or are perhaps a little too edgy to present earlier in the day. Still cool and beautiful, so we wanted to share them with you. Late Night Randomness (34 Photos) - January 30, 2015
"It was that glorious hour, with the daylight still glowing everywhere, but the moon already gleaming and the first bats dipping in the green, shimmering air. On the edge of the woods stood dissolving in the last light, bright chestnut trunks against black shadows. A yellow cottage softly radiated the daylight it had absorbed, glowing gently like a topaz. The small paths pink and violet, led through meadows, vineyards and woods..." - Hermann Hesse
G H O S T S / ghost cities of butte and spire / corpse tenements lattice oil puddles / demimonde (twinkle) / druggies (twinkle) / down in the bone dust of the flophouse canyons / where doorways dark like dying suns / the walking dead watch the cars pass through the jeweled asses of wine bottles / track comets behind eyelids thick like caterpillars / we fill the absence of angels with drink / how can you long for something untrue? / maybe you can't / maybe my mouths just a goddamned desert / CR
Paris is known as the city of love but it has a secret side, heroes protect the city with unique powers. No one knows how they came around but they just did. They came after super villains started to pop around all over Paris .
For if you look closely you can see Venus to the left of the moon, for she is the brightest light of the night sky and brings the sweetest dreams to those who follow her radiant beauty. Sweet dreams and good night.
((Closed, Roy/Layla)) It was a world of endless possibility. Freedom at last. The two walked down the street, Roy marveling at how the light reflected off the wet asphalt. The depot was close by, he thought. But all that mattered was one thing. They were out. They escaped, and they planned to keep it that way, come hell or high water. "Now, let's go find that train."