Absolutely the kindest strangers I have ever met. Found me in the rain wandering with no place to go two nights ago. Took me in under their care and helped me find hotel rooms in Sora, Phil (center) drove me around to hotels, banks, tabacchi for a bus ticket, and was the only person I’ve been able to speak to in days. They fed me the most delicious pizza I have ever had, made with love. Sent me off with hope in my heart that I am not so alone in this world after all. Grazie @bistropizzeriasora family! You are the best and I will always remember your kindness. ❤️
7 4023 hours ago
“I asked the universe for a sign, in 60 seconds, cuz I’m a skeptic.” (Lyrics from “Beautiful”) 🎆
“What is Love? Ask him who lives, what is life; ask him who adores, what is God?
I know not the internal constitution of other men, nor even thine, whom I now address. I see that in some external attributes they resemble me, but when, misled by that appearance, I have thought to appeal to something in common, and unburthen my inmost soul to them, I have found my language misunderstood, like one in a distant and savage land. The more opportunities they have afforded me for experience, the wider has appeared the interval between us, and to a greater distance have the points of sympathy been withdrawn. With a spirit ill fitted to sustain such proof, trembling and feeble through its tenderness, I have everywhere sought sympathy, and have found only repulse and disappointment.
Thou demandest what is Love. It is that powerful attraction towards all we conceive, or fear, or hope beyond ourselves, when we find within our own thoughts the chasm of an insufficient void, and seek to awaken in all things that are, a community with what we experience within ourselves. If we reason, we would be understood; if we imagine, we would that the airy children of our brain were born anew within another's; if we feel, we would that another's nerves should vibrate to our own, that the beams of their eyes should kindle at once and mix and melt into our own; that lips of motionless ice should not reply to lips quivering and burning with the heart's best blood. This is Love. This is the bond and the sanction which connects not only man with man, but with every thing which exists. We are born into the world, and there is something within us which, from the instant that we live, more and more thirsts after its likeness...”
~Percy Shelley, “On Love,” 1880. ❤️🌹🕯
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Today was pretty rough. Grateful for the kindness of a stranger, Phil, who fed me pizza and drove me miles out of town to the closest B&B after hours of getting lost and stuck out in the rain. Some day these stories will be songs, when they sting a little less. Making my tiny mark in Sora, Italy. Sora making its mark on my great, big heart. ❤️
You can only reach me from the air, couldn’t find a signal anywhere. Don’t even know what time it is up there. You can only reach me from the air. ✈️
2 404 days ago
Anybody ready to get strange on the range for 2019? Heading back to the killing floor for another round. Hope it don’t kill me. Now Booking USA, Western Europe, and Canada. Yes, Canada. BOOKING CONTACTS for each country = LINK IN PROFILE.
Photo: @gregmilesphotography Slouch hat: @halomimi.label
Sabarbar adalah moniker yang digunakan oleh Akbar Adi Wibowo. Ia jadi salah satu musisi solo asal Jogjakarta yang penampilannya susah ditebak. Ia bisa bermain gitar sambil bersendawa, menyikat gigi sembari berkumur di salah satu aksi panggungnya atau memamerkan muka datarnya yang di luar nalar. Produktivitas merilis karya ada di dalam ceritanya. Sampai hari ini, Sabarbar telah menghasilkan beberapa album. Distribusi digital dari satu netlabel ke netlabelnya menjadi pola dalam menyebarluaskan karyanya yang harus diakui bisa mengernyitkan wajah ketika didengarkan.
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1 1264 days ago
Sup. Knocking out all the kinks in the set for 2019. Hope to hit a lot of the territories we missed last year. Jah willing. Namaste, MF3rs.