Wednesday, 1 January 2014


=^_^=


And still you eat it...


Flowers grow


out of


dark moments.


If there is no heaven for dogs,
then I want to go where they go
when I die.

A Compassionate Anonymous


One day we may go to Japan...

Shed no tear, o shed no tear!
The flower will bloom another year.
Weep no more, o weep no more!
Young buds sleep in the root´s white core.

Yeats



Hope is born again and again