The world is a warm place

Yo-no-na-ka, ho-ka-ho-ka na-no-yo
no-
na-
ka,
ho-
ka-
ho-
ka
na-
no-
yo

From wherever you look at it:

The world is a warm place.

Except when it's cold.

On the road

At 100 km/h.

A safe world for women

Interesting.
I am told, millions of female foeti are aborted in China. Due to the One-Child-policy, it is said.

At the same time, I hear girls and young women are getting kidnapped in Vietnam, Burma (Myanmar), Laos, Cambodia,  North Korea even and other countries, in order to sell them to the ordinary Chinese family's "One and only" who would otherwise not find a bride, and not only because he not seldom is a fat, stupid egoist, due to the excellent education he, the little prince, got.

Oh well, and kept in brothels they can even serve many little princes.
 
Millions of female foeti are aborted in China. Due to the One-Child-policy, it is said.

Really?

Millions of female foeti are aborted in India, too. And there does not exist a One-Child-Policy.
At the same time, I hear girls and young women are kidnapped in Vietnam, Burma (Myanmar), Laos, Cambodia, North Korea even and other countries, in order to sell them to one of those ordinary Indian family's 'masculine pride' who would otherwise not find a bride, and not only because he not seldom is a stupid little macho, due to the excellent education he, the little idiot, got.

What rotten societies!

Time for a new Lysistrata:

And for a safe world for women.

Not only in Kyrgyzstan.

In less than thousand and one years.

The peace of the night.







 









Typing 'Vietnam women kidnapped to marry in china' within =,46 seconds, I was told there are 4,590.000 entries.

Friday is Skyday

A moment, this morning.

A moment, this evening.

Monochrome Monday

The old walnut's gone,
cabinetmaker's fortune
The sky is still there..

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Lousy photo ...

... beautiful bird.

... beautiful creature, was my first thought. I think creature is a lovely word. But then, I do not believe in anyone / anything creating creatures, creating nature.
Which is why I became creative and changed one word in above's caption.

Friday is Skyday

13:10
neither the day, though,
nor the month.

Monochrome Monday

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

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.

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.

Friday is Skyday

18:15

18:16