a visão de demétrio
Foi numa rua sem saída
que ele aprendeu
a elevar os olhos.
Quando o chão faltou,
viu que o céu existia.
Ehre


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Assinado eu[Estúdio Showlivre] - Tiê from Sweet Jardim
“E concluo: a gente segue a direção
Que o nosso próprio coração mandar,
E foi pra lá, e foi pra lá.” ♫Assinado Eu - Tiê <3






A Series of Banksy Street Art as Animated GIFs by ABVH





Puffy patterns of mammatus clouds
Out of all the cloud types, only one kind derives from the Latin term for “udder”: Mammatus clouds. And when you see them, this meteorological name makes a whole lot of sense. They billow downwards in a pattern of distinctive lumpiness that peg them as fascinating subjects to photograph. Keep tuned in to weather reports for thunderstorms, because these puffy clouds usually indicate intense storms to come and you might find a rare opportunity to capture them.Photos from Stormlover87, Jon Wisniewski, finepixtrix, Rodtas, and Alexander Photography.
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My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun - Alan Rickman from Shakespeare Sonnet 130
Alan Rickman reads Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
(via tiny-sized:)
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Van Gogh’s Paintings Get Tilt-Shifted by Serena Malyon






Ink paintings by Katherine Smith-Schad.
(Source: mydarkenedeyes)
Foi numa rua sem saída
que ele aprendeu
a elevar os olhos.
Quando o chão faltou,
viu que o céu existia.
Ehre