makofrappe

read on and taste life like i do

(Source: icanread)

(Source: icanread)

(Source: icanread)

(Source: icanread)

There is no life, no life without its hunger;
each restless heart beats so imperfectly;
but when you come and I am filled with wonder;
sometimes I think I glimpse eternity.

Secret Garden, You Raise Me Up

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travelthisworld:

Dingle, County Kerry, Ireland | by Flash Parker

Something I can only see at the enchanted kingdom.  Or movie studio.

travelthisworld:

Dingle, County Kerry, Ireland | by Flash Parker

Something I can only see at the enchanted kingdom.  Or movie studio.

While projects like highways are meant to propel growth by making areas more accessible, they can also eradicate what makes them worth visiting altogether, causing decline instead.

Scott Beyer on the impact highways can have on cities.  (via thisbigcity)

—Made me think of SCTEX.

thisbigcity:

Recent flooding in La Plata, Argentina, sends a clear message to all cities: now is the time to take a close look at drainage systems and try to find solutions to increase their effectiveness. More in our latest post. 

Philippines wake up wake up.

thisbigcity:

Recent flooding in La Plata, Argentina, sends a clear message to all cities: now is the time to take a close look at drainage systems and try to find solutions to increase their effectiveness. More in our latest post

Philippines wake up wake up.

Poem: T(h)ree

I’d like to share this poem I saw in my old school.  I remembered it a week ago while I was writing my thesis.  Three is the passing grade in my school.  The reason why it’s written this way —> T(h)ree — is because the form is adapted from the poem “Trees” by Joyce Kilmer.  Enjoy!

Three

I think that I shall never see

a grade as lovely as a three.

A three I’ve earned by blood and sweat

when failing is a serious threat.

A three I’ve prayed to God all day

knowing praying is the only way.