Monday, November 26, 2012

Monochrome Monday

For centuries
on top of the village:
Clergy and Gentry.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Sun(day)'s Painting

Under the Rainbow

Wanderer's Night Song



Wanderers Nachtlied

Über allen Gipfeln
Ist Ruh',
In allen Wipfeln
Spürest du
Kaum einen Hauch.
Die Vöglein schweigen im Walde.
Warte nur, balde

Ruhest du auch.

Goethe

Wanderer's Nightsong

Over all peaks

Reigns calm,
In all treetops
Senseth thou
Barely a breath.
The birdies keep silent in the wood.
Simply wait, soon
Resteth thou, too.

translated by McSeanagall :)

Praise of taciturnity (reload)

Binn béal 'na chomhnuidhe.

The mouth that speaks not is sweet to hear.

:)


The peace of the night.

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Des gibt's net!

Today's the first anniversary of the day on which Ludwig Hirsch followed his black bird.

Watching the video and listening to him, as always brought tears to my eyes.



Tough guy.

Thursday, November 22, 2012

My Walden II

... sort of, anyway.

:)
And voilá, CherryPie,
a place for you
to sit and rest a while.


Requiem

Fated to die
and still admired.
Yellow beauty.



Not Jupiter

October morning, 07:10 a.m.

Chimney

Rising ...

African mask

... not a

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Leaving

I am told peace-loving people somewhere far away
are competing in rocket science.
Surely there will soon be peace.

And when the stones are swimming,
the leaves will sink.

The peace of the night.







Tuesday, November 20, 2012

No need of followers

Attentive visitors might have noticed that Omnium's blogroll peu à peu has become shorter.

This is due to that I would not link (anymore) to bloggers

– whose blogs have not been available for more than one year;

– who would not link to other blogs (including Omnium).

Thanks for your attention. 


The older I get the less time I do have to be diplomatic.

And – may I say so? ... ha! of course, I may say so: I do not care about 'followers'. 

What stupid a word!

Millions followed Stalin, Hitler, Mao; millions got deceived by ... take the name of your choice ...


And I should ask for followers?

Whooaah. Too many idiots on this planet.

And I am one of them.

Still blogging.

The peace of the night.