As montanhas eram seu mestre. Elas delimitavam a vida. Eram a taça da realidade, além do crescimento, além da luta e da morte. Elas eram a unidade absoluta no meio da mudança eterna.
The mountains were his masters. They rimmed in life. They were the cup of reality, beyond growth, beyond struggle and death. They were his absolute unity in the midst of eternal change.
Foto tirada em 2018
Brest (Belarus) is a city that definitely exceeded my expectations in terms of its beauty.
A year ago I told my friend Belarus is higher on my wish list than Paris (yes,I've still never been to Paris). Somewhat expected, he was shocked.🤣 Just a few months later my wish came true and I visited my first Belarussian city - Brest.
Despite my high desire to go there, I didn't have big expectations. But the city's beauty left me in awe. Now, you may not agree with me but for me - it looks very pleasant!
Mind you, the photos I posted (except the first one) have not been edited and realistically represent the city center of Brest.
I asked this already a while ago, but I had significantly less followers so I will ask again...
➡️ Do you appreciate seeing the real, unedited shots on Instagram or you're fine with only seeing the "perfect", edited shots?
I personally think overedited pictures create an illusion that life of other people is better than ours, when in fact, it's not!
Places we visit and lives we live are equally beautiful as those of "influencers"! ❤
Btw.the orange building on the 2nd photo is the same building that's on the 1st photo.