美的历程 The Path of Beauty
breathtakingdestinations:

Regensburg - Bavaria - Germany (von 1982Chris911 (Thank you 2.500.000 Times))
breathtakingdestinations:

Grand Palace - Bangkok - Thailand (von tsomchat)

breathtakingdestinations:

Grand Palace - Bangkok - Thailand (von tsomchat)

wonderous-world:

Tree Swallows by Stephen Davies
elartistaguapisimo:

so 90s it physically hurts

elartistaguapisimo:

so 90s it physically hurts

wasbella102:

By Lin Decai

wasbella102:

By Lin Decai

thefrightfulqueer:

Found an old book on mammals whilst tidying my room

thefrightfulqueer:

Found an old book on mammals whilst tidying my room

sanguinekvlt:

starsandstripesforever:

toolers:

teacakes:

casualdorkpatrol:

florida-project:

Jazz for Cows

this is the best thing i have ever seen

THIS IS SO IMPORTANT

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cows love jazz

This made me cry because these cows have probably never heard music and probably never will again.

kerilouise1
you need to watch this

edlorado:

EYELESS IN GAZA / MARTYN BATES - On the day you climb down

bubblewrench:

Salut Salon “Wettstreit zu viert”

Antonio Vivaldi’s “Sommer” wird zum Schauplatz eines musikalischen Wettkampfs. Salut Salon fechten ihn akrobatisch aus,
und mit viel Humor — ein Klassiker des Hamburger Quartetts.

chroniclesofamber:

Cyber-Dys-Punk-Topia

“There was a place near an airport, Kowloon, when Hong Kong wasn’t China, but there had been a mistake, a long time ago, and that place, very small, many people, it still belonged to China. So there was no law there. An outlaw place. And more and more people crowded in; they built it up, higher. No rules, just building, just people living. Police wouldn’t go there. Drugs and whores and gambling. But people living, too. Factories, restaurants. A city. No laws.

William Gibson, Idoru

It was the most densely populated place on Earth for most of the 20th century, where a room cost the equivalent of US$6 per month in high rise buildings that belonged to no country. In this urban enclave, “a historical accident”, law had no place. Drug dealers, pimps and prostitutes lived and worked alongside kindergartens, and residents walked the narrow alleys with umbrellas to shield themselves from the endless, constant dripping of makeshift water pipes above….

Kowloon ‘Walled’ City lost its wall during the Second World War when Japan invaded and razed the walls for materials to expand the nearby airport. When Japan surrendered, claims of sovereignty over Kowloon finally came to a head between the Chinese and the British. Perhaps to avoid triggering yet another conflict in the wake of a world war, both countries wiped their hands of the burgeoning territory.

And then came the refugees, the squatters, the outlaws. The uncontrolled building of 300 interconnected towers crammed into a seven-acre plot of land had begun and by 1990, Kowloon was home to more than 50,000 inhabitants….

Despite earning its Cantonese nickname, “City of Darkness”, amazingly, many of Kowloon’s residents liked living there. And even with its lack of basic amenities such as sanitation, safety and even sunlight, it’s reported that many have fond memories of the friendly tight-knit community that was “poor but happy”.

“People who lived there were always loyal to each other. In the Walled City, the sunshine always followed the rain,” a former resident told the South China Morning Post….

Today all that remains of Kowloon is a bronze small-scale model of the labyrinth in the middle a public park where it once stood.

This isn’t to say places like Kowloon Walled City no longer exist in Hong Kong….

— from Anywhere But Here: Kowloon “Anarchy” City

Reinhard Mey - Von Kammerjägern,

Klarsichthüllen, von dir und von mir

Der Kammerjäger jagt Kammer,
Der Jammerlappen lappt Jammer,
Der Landstreicher streicht Land,
Der Brandstifter stiftet Brand.
Die Klarsichthülle hüllt Klarsicht,
Und die Zierpflanze pflanzt Zier.
Nur ich rühre mich gar
Nicht vor Sehnsucht nach dir!

Der Dauerbrenner brennt Dauer,
Der Sauerbraten brät sauer,
Der Mitwisser weiß mit,
Und der Bittsteller stellt bitt.
Der Gerichtsvollzieher zieht gerichtsvoll,
Und der Briefschlitz schlitzt Brief,
Nur ich weiß nicht, was ich soll,
Ohne dich geht alles schief.
Der Würdenträger trägt Würden,
Der Hürdenläufer läuft Hürden,
Der Lückenbüßer büßt Lücken,
Und der Brückenpfeiler pfeilt Brücken.
Der Heckenschütze schützt Hecken,
Und der Beckenbauer baut Becken.

Der Heimatdichter dichtet Heimat.
Der Heiratsschwindler schwindelt Heirat,
Der Feinschmecker schmeckt fein,
Der Einsiedler siedelt ein.
Der Wichtigtuer tut wichtig.
Selbst die Stichprobe probt stich.
Ich tu‘ nur eins, aber richtig,
nämlich ich liebe dich!