amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
The Garden Was Crowded and Outside
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
MY STACHE
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
“If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dances. I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies.”
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
We can dance if we want to
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
yeah we rock the satellite
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
When I see an adult on a bicycle, I do not despair for the future of the human race
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
trying beat the good grace of a sweetheart
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Sunshine is delicious
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Sunset in Golden Gate Park
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Scott on the Golden Gate Bridge
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Luca, waiting for the 30-Stockton
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Where I Left My Heart
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
She's afraid of the light in the dark
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
The grass may be greener on the other side of the fence, but you still have to mow it
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Think of bicycles as rideable art that can just about save the world
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Hope is the dream of a man awake
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
For the love of the earth, she dug deeper
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
(when time from time shall set us free)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Beauty is the entropy of a starlit sky
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Today a new sun rises for me; everything lives, everything is animated, everything seems to speak to me of my passion, everything invites me to cherish it
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
God Is A DJ
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
Scott at The End Up
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
There's something strange and powerful about black-and-white imagery
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
I see it all through a telescope
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
There's a part of me that still believes my soul will soar above the trees
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}:
I don't know what they're saying, but this time I don't need saving
