Showing posts with label towers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label towers. Show all posts

Thursday, March 30, 2017

Filter of My Story

A  L  O  H  A !
Marin Dawn
"Do you wish to rise? 
Begin by descending. 
You plan a tower that 
will pierce the clouds? 
Lay first the 
foundation of humility." 
           Saint Augustine



Fleeting
“In a world
full of
temporary things
you are
a perpetual 
feeling.” 
  Sanober Khan


Coit Tower
"A well-ordered life is 
like climbing a tower; 
the view halfway up 
is better than the 
view from the base, 
and it steadily becomes 
finer as the horizon expands."
    William Lyon Phelps




Transamerica Pyramid

"The world is nothing 
but my perception of it. 
I see only through myself. 
I hear only through 
the filter of my story."
      Byron Katie


Linking to

𓀠𐦿𐦿𐦿𐦿𐦿𐦿𐦷𐦾

Thank YOU
Friend!
           Fondly, cloudia

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Towers

A L O H A!
C I A O!
Eh! Click-a on the photos! Venezia

“A well-ordered life is like climbing a tower; the view halfway up is better than the view from the base, and it steadily becomes finer as the horizon expands.”
William Lyon Phelps





“I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs;

A palace and a prison on each hand.”
Lord Byron




“This was Venice, the flattering and suspect beauty - this city, half fairy tale and half tourist trap, in whose insalubrious air the arts once rankly and voluptuously blossomed, where composers have been inspired to lulling tones of somniferous eroticism."
Annonymous



Venice was built in a lagoon,

a special place of power,
where culture, history, energy lines,
and geographic paths meet fortuitously.




The Venetians have always loved & celebrated this place.
Her fairy constructions
are their lovely thoughts made visible.



Arriving in Venice, even today,
we see her famous tilting towers.
Their marshy bases love to sink uneven,
seeming to swirl
like slow motion wands
casting spells among the clouds.



What towers have you built
that have danced
and warped
with time?


Would you trade them for
a pyramid?


For a server farm?
A warehouse store?


Would you trade your dear whimsy
for a strait cinder block shelter?



I much prefer
your folly,
reaching
daring
sinking.





I like your tiles
and crenelations;
I love the colors
and texture
of your
thinking.




A L O H A! Cloudia