Gisteren bezocht ik even het mooie stadje aan de Maas, Heusden.
Een kei in het maken van foto’s ben ik niet….
Havenzicht
Het stadje heeft een mooi openbaar toilet.
Gedicht aan de muur van een huis
Nostalgie..
- Direct naar navigatie
- Spring naar de hoofdinhoud
- Spring naar de secundaire inhoud
- Direct naar voettekst
Tot de dood ons scheidt
Trust.
Trust makes life work. We eat food prepared by others, drive on roads built by others; we rely, every day, actions of others, and we are relied upon in turn. Where trust fails chaos closes in. Our entire civilization relies on a singular faith that we can count on others. Where trust is thick, we walk out of our homes, go shopping, play in the park, knowing that we are safe, knowing that danger is a rarity. Where trust is thin, we stay indoors, the parks are closed, the government corrupt, and danger is the norm. Life without trust is a fearful, ragged existence. We need it at large, to know that we can live as a society; we need it close at hand, to know we can love, and rely on our friends. Without trust, we are the lone wolf, proud and aloof. And inevitably doomed.
What is life….
What I feel, I can’t say
But my love is there for you anytime of day
But if it’s not love that you need
Then I’ll try my best to make everything succeedTell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my sideWhat I know, I can do
If I give my love now to everyone like you
But if it’s not love that you need
Then I’ll try my best to make ev’rything succeedTell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my side
Tell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my sideWhat I feel, I can’t say
But my love is there for you any time of day
But if it’s not love that you need
Then I’ll try my best to make everything succeedTell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my side
Oh tell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my sideWhat is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my side
Oh tell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me who am I without you by my side
Figuranten
Robert K. Ressler, FBI Serial Killer Profiler
"Murderers very often start out by killing and torturing animals as kids."
Queen
There`s no time for us
There`s no place for us
What is this thing that builds our dreams,
yet slips away from usWho wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever . . . . . ?
Oh ooo oh
There`s no chance for us
It`s all decided for us
This world has only one sweet moment
set aside for usWho wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever
Ooh
Who dares to love forever
Oh oo woh, when love must dieBut touch my tears with your lips
Touch my world with your fingertips
And we can have forever
And we can love forever
Forever is our todayWho wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever
Forever is our today
Who waits forever anyway ?
J.J Cale
Magnolia
If I'm standing in a crowd
Call my name, call it loud
Don't go to strangers
Woman, call on me
Wave your arms in the air
Let me know that you're there
When in doubt
Oh woman, call on me
Don't leave me here to rust
Don't let me turn to dust
Oh, woman
When in doubt, call on me
If I'm standing in a crowd
Call my name, call it loud
Don't go to strangers
Woman, call on me
Graham Parker
Als je onbekend bent, als je nog de Jan Modaal bent die je niet wilt zijn, dan wil je dat mensen je herkennen.
En als ze dat eenmaal doen, dan stelt het niet veel voor.
J. Daisne
Het is minder erg iemand door de dood te verliezen dan door ontrouw. De dood vernietigt alleen de toekomst, het verraad doodt ook het verleden.
J. Daisne
Elias Canetti
Succes is de ruimte die men in de krant inneemt. Succes is de onbeschaamdheid van één dag.
Matthieu de Rievauls ( Dertiende eeuw Frankrijk )
De winter zal zijn kou verliezen,
de sneeuw haar witheid,
de nacht zijn duisternis,
de hemel zijn sterren,de dag zijn licht.
De bloem zal haar schoonheid verliezen,
alle fonteinen hun water,
de zee haar vissen,
de boom zijn vogels,
het woud zijn wilde dieren,
de aarde haar gewassen -
dat alles zal gebeuren
voordat iemand de banden van onze liefde verbreekt,
en je uit mijn hart verdwijnt.
Ik wens je gelukkige dagen, talrijk
als sneeuwvlokken.
Ik wens je vredige nachten,
en een leven zonder zorgen.
William Blake ( 1757 – 1827 ) Engeland
Een roodborstje in een kooi
brengt heel de hemel tot razernij.
Marc Bouwer
I think it's really disgusting that designers use fur, and it's
disgusting that people wear fur. It has to stop. It's so unnecessary in
today's world, with the technology we have. I'm wearing fabulous
"ultrasuede" tonight. This is totally the look of leather. There's a
way to get it without death involved. We should be part of the
solution, not part of the problem.
Stella McCartney
Someone from Manolo Blahnik went into my shop and said: 'These shoes
are not vegetarian.' That's the highest compliment, because you just
can't tell that they are, and they are." "My mum taught me to have a
soul.
Seneca ( ca 4 v Christus – ca 65 n Christus ) Rome
Er zijn periodes waarin zelfs leven
van grote moed getuigt.Isaac Bashevis Singer
As long as people will shed the blood of innocent creatures, there can be no peace, no liberty, no harmony between people. Slaughter and justice cannot dwell together."
De eenzaamheid
Ze loopt alleen naar huis
In het ochtendlicht
Door een stille stad en
Zoekt een evenwichtZij is een leeg perron
Zij is de laatste trein
Ze laat je denken
Aan wat nooit zal zijnZij is de onrust in de ogen
Van iemand die het heeft gemaakt
Die door lakeien wordt bewonderd
En zichzelf is kwijtgeraaktDe eenzaamheid
Ze staat onzichtbaar voor je ogen
Ze kijkt je aan van tijd tot tijd
De eenzaamheidZij is een bedelaar
Die om een aalmoes vraagt
Zij is de noordenwind
Die door de vlakte jaagtZij kent de schaduwkant
Van wie de bloemen krijgt
Zij kent de binnenkant
Zij kent de kwetsbaarheidZij is Het lege huis
Waar de wind door waait
Zij is de laatste man
Die op de barricade staatZij is de trage tijd
Die geen wonden heelt
Zij is de rijke vrouw die drinkt
Omdat ze zich verveeltDe eenzaamheid
Ze gaat onzichtbaar door de wereld
Ze raakt je aan van tijd tot tijd
De eenzaamheid...
Bob Barker
I’d like to see animals removed from the entertainment business.
Chimpanzees and apes won’t perform unless you beat them. Circuses keep
elephants in chains 90 percent of the time. Elephants need freedom of
movement. In circuses, they live in cramped quarters, which is not the
life intended for them by nature. Some are beaten daily, forced to do
ridiculous tricks and robbed of every shred of dignity.
Gavin Rossdale
The person I love would never wear fur. Fur just makes me think of shallow women who have no conscience. The fur industry belongs to a time when people were selfish beyond belief. If you were some ancient tribal cheiftain, and there was not a department store nearby 350 years ago, I'd understand. But now, we have synthetic fibers,and it's not necessary. The elitism of fur makes me wanna puke.
Dr.William Castelli
Vegetarians have the best diet. They have the lowest rates of coronary disease of any group in the country....Some people scoff at vegetarians, but they have a fraction of our heart attack rate and they have only 40 percent of our cancer rate. They outlive other men by about six years now.Ali ( ca 600 – 661 ) eerste imam van de Islam
Het goede wat ik voor anderen heb gedaan
zal ik verzwijgen.
Het goede dat anderen voor mij hebben gedaan
zal ik verkondigen.
Ricki Rockett
If you don't like my opinions leave. But just remember, the animals
can't leave the cages that hold them. They are captive and suffering.
As you cozy into your bed tonight, try to imagine the pain and the
suffering that they endure day after day and night after night. Next
time you get some soap in your eyes, try to imagine that pain for 3 or
4 days at a time. Next time you have a stomach ache, try to imagine
liquid plumber being poured down your throat till you puke so much
blood that you bleed to death. Next time you bump your head, try to
imagine being a monkey and getting a steel plate smashed into your
skull at 50 miles per hour. Then, only then should you feel compelled
to tell me that I'm wrong about my opinions. For all these things have
happened in the name of science. They continue in abundance till this
day.
Dennis Weaver
I think there will come a time, and this is down the road a great many years, when civilized people will look back in horror on our generation and the ones that have preceded it: the idea that we should eat other living things running around on four legs, that we should raise them just for the purpose of killing them! The people of the future will say, meat-eaters in disgust and regard us in the same way that we regard cannibals and cannibalism.
Christian Barnard
I had bought two male chimps from a primate colony in Holland. They
lived next to each other in separate cages for several months before I
used one as a heart donor. When we put him to sleep in his cage in
preparation for the operation, he chattered and cried incessantly. We
attached no significance to this, but it must have made a great
impression on his companion, for when we removed the body to the
operating room, the other chimp wept bitterly and was inconsolable for
days. The incident made a deep impression on me. I vowed never again to
experiment with such sensitive creatures."
~ by Dick Sutphen ~
Love me without fear
Trust me without questioning
Need me without demanding
Want me without restrictions
Accept me without change
Desire me without inhibitions
For a love so free....
Will never fly away.
Word donateur
~ by Anonymous ~
Love is a burning desire,
That makes your heart light on fire,
Love is being with you,
Someone saying I love you too,
Love is your tender kiss,
Something you don't want to miss,
Love is you and me,
And that is all I see.~ by Jon Oliva ~
If I go away
What would still remain of me?
The ghost within your eyes?
The whisper in your sighs?
You see...Believe
And I'm always there.
~ by Mother Teresa ~
Smile at each other, smile at your wife,
smile at your husband, smile at your children,
smile at each other--it doesn't matter who it is--
and that will help you to grow up in greater love
for each other.
~ Stevie Wonder ~
Als je begint te denken dat je echt nummer één bent .....dan begin je de weg kwijt te raken.
~ Wim Kan ~
Succes is een taart waarvan iedereen probeert mee te eten. Als ie-op is zie je niemand meer.
Love Story
Where do I begin
To tell the story of how great a love can be
The sweet love story that is older than the sea
The simple truth about the love she brings to me
Where do I startWith her first hello
She gave new meaning to this empty world of mine
There'd never be another love, another time
She came into my life and made the living fine
She fills my heartShe fills my heart with very special things
With angels' songs , with wild imaginings
She fills my soul with so much love
That anywhere I go I'm never lonely
With her around, who could be lonely
I reach for her hand-it's always thereHow long does it last
Can love be measured by the hours in a day
I have no answers now but this much I can say
I know I'll need her till the stars all burn away
And she'll be thereHow long does it last
Can love be measured by the hours in a day
I have no answers now but this much I can say
I know I'll need her till the stars all burn away
And she'll be there
To My Daughter
I know the time will come
When you'll be taken from me
I've watched you growing up
With every passing dayI know the time will come
For life will soon demand it
When you will find someone
Who'll take you far awayAnd you will never see
The sadness in my smile
Your eyes will overflow
With happiness and tearsNo you will never see
The shadow in my heart
As I watch fall to earth
The spring of all my yearsAnd I'll conceal the pain
Beneath a father's pride
While in the silent church
Together side by sideEach measured step would bring me
Closer to the time
You'll say the simple words
And I'll be left in sorrowFor what is mine today
Will never see tomorrow
I'll have to step aside
For someone I don't knowWhen all is said and done
He'll lead and you will follow
While through the stained glass window
I'll watch my daughter go.I know the time will come
You'll blossom ever gently
One day from innocence
To woman worldly wiseI know the time will come
One unexpected moment
The dawn of life anew
Will awaken in your eyesFor he will come along
With all his boyish charms
He'll take your heart away
And leave me empty armsAnd I will rue this day
This day he comes to you
With promises of love
To make your dreams come trueAnd though he takes our name
And gives you his instead
He'll never know the times
I stood beside your bedAlready I despise this stranger
With no face
But if he'll bring you joy
My heart to him I'll renderI'll give to him your hand
Our name I will surrender
Yes,I will do all this
Because I love you soAnd as I see you now
Sweet child so softly sleeping
Your youth a moment's keeping
The time has come I know.
Sören Kierkegaard Deens filosoof 1813-1855
"Wat zijn mensen toch absurd! Zij gebruiken nooit de vrijheden die zij bezitten, maar zij eisen diegenen die zij niet beziiten. Zij hebben de vrijheid van gedachte, maar zij eisen de vrijheid van meningsuiting."
When Forever Has Gone
When you lie close to me ,my heart is a flame
just the brush of your lips and I call out your name
Then I rest in your arms and I know,that you are true
but you still understand that's the mystery of youWe will be forever wi'll go on and on
we will be together when forever has gone
we will be forever we'll go on and on
we will be together when forever has goneWhen I'm weak you are strong when I fall you go on
you'll still be with me when my other friens have gone
yet you cry like a child and that breaks mi in two
you are all things to me that's the mystery of youwe will be forever we'll go on and on
we will be together when forever has gone
we will be forever we'll go on and on
we will be together when forever has gone
I believe
I believe for every drop of rain that falls a flower grows
I believe that somewhere in the darkest night a candle glows
I believe for everyone who goes astray someone will come to show the way
I believe, I believeI believe above the storm the smallest prayer will still be heard
I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word
Every time I hear a newborn baby cry or touch a leaf or see the sky
Then I know why I believeEvery time I hear a newborn baby cry or touch a leaf or see the sky
Then I know why I believeThank you Stars
Like a dream....
We were standing together face to face....
You were holding me close and my heart began to race....
Our eyes met and the world seemed to disappear....
We began to dance to music only we could hear....
Our lips met and we kissed passionately....
I was with you and I didn't have a care.... .
We shared something only you and I could share."Thank You, Stars "
Some call it faith, some call it love.
Some call it guidance from above.
You are the reason we found ours,
So thank you stars.Some people think it's far away,
Some know it's with them everyday.
You are the reason we found ours,
So thank you stars.There are no winds that can blow it away on the air,
When they try to blow it away 's when you know it will always be there.To some it's the strength to be apart,
To some it's a feeling in the heart.
And when you're out there on your own, it's the way back home.There are no winds that can blow it away on the air,
When they try to blow it away 's when you know it will always be there.
Some call it faith, some call it love.
Some call it guidance from above.
You are the reason we found ours,
So thank you stars.
Thank you stars,
Thank you stars,
Thank you stars.Arthur Schopenhauer, German Philosopher
"Compassion for animals is intimately connected with goodness of character and it may be confidently asserted that he who is cruel to animals cannot be a good man." -
Paradise
I never knew love could be a silence in the heart,
A moment when the time is still,
And all I've been looking for is right here in my arms,
Just waiting for the chance to begin;I never knew love could be the sunlight in your eyes,
On a day that you may not have seen,
And all I've been searching for, well words could never say,
When a touch is more than anything;Maybe you will never know how much I love you,
But of this, be sure;
Here is your paradise, here is your book of life,
Where you and I will be forevermore,
Here is your paradise, here is your book of life,
Where you and I will be forevermore;And in the dark night, you'll follow the bright light,
And go where the love must go,
And you will wake in the morning to a brand new day,
Take all your worries away;Maybe you will never know how much I love you,
But of this, be sure,
Here is your paradise, here is your book of life,
Where you and I will be forevermore,
Here is your paradise, here is your book of life,
Where you and I will be forevermore.~ Paul Mc.Cartney ~
Do I feel my age? No. It feels weird to say 68. It’s funny, I wrote the song When I’m Sixty-Four when I was in my twenties. I was thinking, ‘That age will never arrive.’ Now I’m four years after it. It was always my ambition to plug in my electric guitar, play with some people and write songs and that hasn’t left me. I play the first chord, turn it up loud and it still feels like a rebellious thing to do — playing a bit louder than you should.
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Zij
Zij Weet
Zij wandelt door de winkelstraat
Alsof het haar paleis is
Zij kijkt in elk winkelraam
En ze ziet alleen zichzelf staan
Alsof er niets te koop isNu draagt ze nog een winterjas
Maar straks...dan wordt het lente
Dan hult ze zich alleen in rook
En speelt ze met ons libido
En zo kreeg Sigmund Freud patiëntenZij, zij, zij, zij, zij
Zij weet dat ze mooi is
Zij weet dat ze geen prooi is
Zij bepaalt
De regels
Van de jachtZe kijkt alleen maar naar zichzelf
Haar pad gaat over rozen
De sneeuwman is ten einde raad
Hij weet dat hij ten onder gaat
Hij smelt voor haar als boterZij is mooi om naar te kijken
Maar laat je niet verleiden
De weg met haar gaat nergens heen
Wie ooit het bed met haar zal delen
Kan zijn rust voorgoed vergeten want
Mooie vrouwen heb je nooit alleenZij, zij, zij, zij, zij
Zij weet dat ze mooi is
En ik weet dat zij weet
wat ik dacht
Zij, zij, zij, zij, zij,
Zij weet dat ze mooi is
Zij weet dat zij geen prooi is
Zij bepaalt de regels van de jachtZe loopt voorbij, ze doet verdriet
Ze laat je altijd achter
Alleen met de gedachte
dat je nooit
dat je nooit
dat je nooit
nee dat je nooit
nee dat je nooit kunt krijgen wat je zietZij, zij, zij, zij, zij,
Zij weet dat ze mooi is
en ik weet
Ik weet dat ze weet wat ik dacht
zij weet dat ze mooi is
ze weet dat ze geen prooi is
zij bepaalt de regels van de jacht
zij bepaalt de regels van de jacht
zij bepaalt de regels van de jacht
Zij weet dat ze mooi is
Zij weet dat ze mooi is
Zij weet dat ze mooi is
Zij
My Life 
Mooie foto’s, Maggy. Op die wc zou ik weleens willen plassen hihi…
Leuk hè, die molens. En je had prachtig weer!
🙂
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de molen is toch wel één van de liefst gefotografeerde objecten, en zeker japanners en chinezen blijven op de knopjes drukken bij het zien van dergelijk object in ons landje. Deze molen is een echt historisch bouwwerkje
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Hoezee kun jij geen mooie foto’s maken? Echt wel. Dus. Mooie sfeervolle beelden.
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Het geeft een mooi beeld van wat je gezien hebt en altijd gezellig in brabant toch?
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Je foto’s zijn mooi hoor! Ik zou wel eens lekker aan het water willen zitten daar.Het lijkt me een heel leuk plaatsje
Liefs Elisabeth
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De Maas herbergt mooie plekjes. Die je wel mooi in beeld hebt gebracht.
Love As Always
Di Mario
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lief pieshuiske:)
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