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I feel so strange today. Bursts of confidence and excitement, followed by doubt and shyness. The desire to connect has been so strong. I have stepped back a bit. I can accept that I know, and others feel it in a different way. All my life, the idea that it existed somewhere, was enough to get by on. But now, it eats at me. I went on Pinterest yesterday. I pinned a few hundred pins, piecing together the landscape. A bit from this image, a bit from that, the feel of this one, etc. It's easy to disconnect the "Oohh that's lovely/wonderful/beautiful" from the "That's it!" feeling. That's something at least. It helped a lot. Just that the place existed, that it was witnessed, seems so important, but I don't know why. That part doesn't matter right now. There is a place here on earth that came up hundreds of times. But the feel of it was not earth. It was Elsewhere. People have been fascinated by it for the last 50 years and say its fantastic design. But I remember whole cities of this style, and I believe he did too. I don't know why I'm so obsessed with the Garden and the City right now. It's not like it's going anywhere, or it's a one off dream. It feels like the place to start. It was where the feeling of difference began for me. And that is one of my earliest memories. It was a playground at kindergarten. There was a hill that went down to the next street. We weren't allowed to go too far down there. But we did. There was a row of trees (about five) but it was all about three of them. There was a fence behind them and grass all around filling the hillside. The fence was stained from the water, and the trunks stood out, all white against it. One day, these three trees stood out, on the right of the playground, next to that fence. It was the strongest feeling of wonder and yearning. And magic? I was five then and remember it like it was five minutes ago. The light! It was All So Beautiful!! And then the feeling passed. They were just trees again. In the playground. I knew I needed to find it again and be close to it. Live There. I kept looking back at them. Over that day. Over the weeks, months, years and decades. Visiting them at night when I was older, the soft street lights threw strange shadows on the fence, lawn and trees. That was the closest they got to that moment. But it was just an echo of that feeling of wonder and magic. I went back over the following thirty years. Hundreds of times. They were always just - trees in a playground. But always the potential for So Much More. I had the feeling again, many times, from other sources. But part of me is always convinced that if I look there, at those three trees, just one more time, it will be that magic place again.
This is a game I found in another forum. It is simple: just add whatever you want to the drawing (open it in any drawing application you have) Don't hesitate to resize it if our blob becomes too full. Note: Make it appropriate. No dongs or lewd stuff And, I present you our blob: