January 27, 2012


Love, love, love the berries. Loads of things are filling up my mind. Clafoutis, pies, smoothies, cheesecakes, pancakes, ice cream… bottomless pit of creativity when it comes to berries.

Love, love, love the berries. Loads of things are filling up my mind. Clafoutis, pies, smoothies, cheesecakes, pancakes, ice cream… bottomless pit of creativity when it comes to berries.

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January 26, 2012


The hardest trick to learnis how to be relaxed and happywhile you are grinding awayat the jobthat will eventually afford you the luxuryof being relaxed and happy.

The hardest trick to learn
is how to be relaxed and happy
while you are grinding away
at the job
that will eventually afford you the luxury
of being relaxed and happy.

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Dallas Clayton


Hartheim Castle in 2005

The Hartheim Euthanasia Centre was a Nazi killing centre that was part of their euthanasia programme, since also referred to as Action T4. In all it is estimated that a total of 30,000 people were murdered at Hartheim. Amongst the killed were the sick and the handicapped as well a prisoners from concentration camps. The killings were carried out using carbon monoxide poisoning.

To prevent the families and the doctors of the patients tracing them, they were often sent to transit centers in major hospitals where they were supposedly assessed before being moved again to “special treatment” centers. Families were sent letters explaining that owing to wartime regulations it would not be possible to visit relatives in these centers. In fact most of these patients were killed within 24 hours of arriving at the centers, and their bodies cremated. For every person killed, a death certificate was prepared, giving a false but plausible cause of death, and sent to the family along with an urn of ashes (random ashes, since the victims were cremated en masse). The preparation of thousands of falsified death certificates in fact took up most of the working day of the doctors who operated the centers.


Collection bus and driver

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What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. These are but trifles, to be sure; but scattered along life’s pathway, the good they do is inconceivable.

Joseph Addison

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January 21, 2012


L’Homme au Masque de Fer (The Man in the Iron Mask). Anonymous print (etching and mezzotint, hand-colored) from 1789. According to the caption on the original (not seen here) the Man in the Iron Mask was Louis de Bourbon, comte de Vermandois, an illegitimate son of Louis XIV.

L’Homme au Masque de Fer (The Man in the Iron Mask). Anonymous print (etching and mezzotint, hand-colored) from 1789. According to the caption on the original (not seen here) the Man in the Iron Mask was Louis de Bourbon, comte de Vermandois, an illegitimate son of Louis XIV.

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January 13, 2012


January 8, 2012


A Chance.

You took a chance when you decided to love me. You wore your heart on your sleeve, knowing that loving me would make you vulnerable. There would be sacrifices made, there would be hoping for the unknown involved, and there would be tears and fears. You took a chance, a leap of faith, and battled your way into happiness. The happy smiles you give me everyday show me how happy you are having made that decision. Your eyes sparkle at our dearest times together and make me realize I made the right decision to embrace your leap of faith. I never regretted my decision loving you. I think you deserve a chance to be happy and although I am not sure until this second about my ability to make it happen, I am taking my chance, too.

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January 3, 2012


I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.

Douglas Adams

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January 1, 2012


See the sunrise
Know it’s time for us to pack up all the past
And find what truly lasts
If everything has been written, so why worry, we say
It’s you and me with a little left of sanity
If life is ever changing, so why worry, we say
It’s still you and I with silly smile as we wave goodbye
And how will it be? Sometimes we just can’t see
A neighbor, a lover, a joker
Or a friend you can count on forever?
How happy, how tragic, how sorry?
The sun’s still up and life remains a mystery
So, would it be nice to sit back in silence?
Despite all the wisdom and the fantasies
Having you close to my heart as I say a little grace
I’m thankful for this moment cause
I know that you

Grow a day older and see how this sentimental fool can be
When she tries to write a birthday song
When she thinks so hard to make your day
When she’s getting lost in all her thoughts
When she waits a whole day to say…
“I’m thankful for this moment cause I know that I
Grow a day older and see how this sentimental fool can be
When he ache his arms to hold me tight
When he picks up lines to make me laugh
Whan he’s getting lost in all his calls
When we can’t wait to say : “I love you’.”

If everything has been written down, so why worry, we say
It’s you and me with a little left of sanity

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December 25, 2011


Merry Christmas, everybody. :)

Merry Christmas, everybody. :)

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December 17, 2011


December 14, 2011


Chaos.

Chaos was a constellation of students, running out of the school and trampling the injured. A boy holding a handmade sign in an upstairs window that read HELP US. Two girls hugging each other and sobbing. Chaos was blood melting pink on the snow; it was the drip of parents that turned into a stream and then a raging river, screaming out the names of their missing children. Chaos was a TV camera in your face, not enough ambulances, not enough officers, and no plan for how to react when the world as you knew it went to pieces.

Jodi Picoult

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Today, my heart broke a little bit more. And when it did, I was reminded of this nightmare I once had, where I was cut into so many pieces that there wasn’t enough of me to be put back together.

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December 13, 2011


It’s not Starbucks. It’s Christmas in a cup.

It’s not Starbucks. It’s Christmas in a cup.

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December 12, 2011