➢ The Lobster Movie Storyline “ The Lobster is a story about love, without being a conventional love story. It observes the ways and reasons certain people come together to form couples, while others donâ€™t. It is a story about the terrifying effects of solitude, the fear of dying alone, the fear of living alone and, above all, the fear of living with someone. Forcing ourselves to like someone is one kind of suffering; trying to find someone we really like is a different sort of suffering. The Lobster tries to discover synonyms for love in words such as fear, norms, deadlines, matching, synchronicity, naivety, prosperity and lies. ”
➸ The Lobster Movie Storyline: The Lobster is a story about love, without being a conventional love story. It observes the ways and reasons certain people come together to form couples, while others donâ€™t. It is a story about the terrifying effects of solitude, the fear of dying alone, the fear of living alone and, above all, the fear of living with someone. Forcing ourselves to like someone is one kind of suffering; trying to find someone we really like is a different sort of suffering. The Lobster tries to discover synonyms for love in words such as fear, norms, deadlines, matching, synchronicity, naivety, prosperity and lies.
How has your mental health coped thus far? I think a lot of us love to think of solitude as bliss but a year is quite some time to be up there, even if in the company of others. (lowkey I watched the shining last night)
Testing the psychological effects is part of this longer duration space mission. So far, so good. But I got 2 ½ weeks left. I hope I can make it!
aries are witty, ravishing, brave, and engaging. they have the ability to glimpse into the imagination of god and foresee every possibility. there is a sort of mad, wondrous leap through life, a heroic enthusiasm, and unique, flammable talents. despite their independent spirit, an aries can begin to feel very bitter with too much solitude
Ton cœur est noir de solitude, tes yeux sont vides et tes lèvres craquelées. T'aimes toutes les filles mais t'es même pas foutu de t'aimer toi-même. Tu veux toutes les rencontrer, mais t'es même pas foutu de te rencontrer toi-même.
J'ai consulté mon téléphone: je n'avais aucun message. C'est à cela que servent les téléphones portables, à se rendre compte que personne ne pense à vous. Avant, on pouvait toujours rêver que quelqu'un cherchait à vous joindre, à vous parler, à vous aimer. Nous vivons maintenant avec cet objet qui matérialise notre solitude.
This President’s Day Weekend is fee free! Enjoy recreation or solitude on the public lands.
Located in the southeast corner of California, the Imperial Sand Dunes are the largest mass of sand dunes in the state. Formed by windblown sands of ancient Lake Cahuilla, the dune system extends for more than 40 miles in a band averaging 5 miles wide (map). Widely known as “Glamis” and a favorite location for off-highway vehicle (OHV) enthusiasts, the dunes also offer fabulous scenery, opportunities for solitude, and a home to rare plants and animals.
Other fee free days in 2016 are National Public Lands Day on Sept. 24th, and Veterans Day Nov. 11th.
In an effort to avoid celebrating the Cupid’s Festival, an Enchanted Forest holiday that revolves around love, Robin and Regina both end up on the castle’s rooftop during the missing year.
Robin’s footsteps hardly made a sound as he ascended the staircase of
the castle’s highest turret in search of solitude. With every step the
sounds of the courtyard festival faded and so did the ache in his heart,
even if it wasn’t by much. This holiday, Cupid’s festival, as they
called it hadn’t been easy to deal with since Marian’s death. As her
face entered his thoughts his hand subconsciously reached for the small
pouch he’d kept strapped to his waist ever since her death.
reaching the final step he discovered an exit to the castle’s rooftop.
The heavy wooden door creaked as he pushed it open allowing a cool gust
of wind to blow across his face. Silence greeted him as he walked out
onto the stone terrace and peered over its edge down to the courtyard.
Above him a full moon glowed brightly as it competed with the festival
lanterns below. Cheerful music had been playing when he’d left but from
this high up it couldn’t reach his ears. On the rooftop it was peaceful.
“What the hell are you doing here?”
Well it was peaceful while it lasted.
an irritated breath he turned to find the queen standing behind him,
one hand on her hip and annoyance expressed in her eyes as usual. A dark
blue velvet dress hugged her curves as she strode over to him
channeling intimidation into every step. Robin merely rolled his eyes at
her. After months of living and working beside her, the queen’s
attempts to strike fear into his heart no longer carried any weight with
He offered her a tight-lipped smile. “Good evening milady.”
your majesty,” she replied automatically her tone filled with bite. She
raised an eyebrow at him curiously. “Why aren’t you at the festival
like everyone else?”
He hesitated before answering her, “It’s hard to sit through a festival of love when yours is no longer with you.”
a brief moment he thought he saw understanding flicker in her brown
eyes but it disappeared as she squared her shoulders and lifted her chin
at him haughtily. “Well if you’re looking for a hiding place I suggest
you look elsewhere. This one is taken.”
Robin sarcastically glanced around the rooftop. “That’s funny I didn’t see your name written on it.”
that’s one of the perks of living in your own home. You don’t have to
write your name on anything because everyone already knows it belongs to
you,” she replied snarkily. “Now I won’t ask again thief. Leave.”
narrowed his eyes at her challengingly. He didn’t really care about
staying on the rooftop but there was something about this woman that
made pushing her buttons irresistible.
“Ever since Swiss photographer Bruno Augsburger discovered the Canadian
Yukon Territory in 2000, he’s made it his goal to spend as much time
there as possible. Augsburger will spend weeks alone in the wilderness,
relying on bushcraft skills to survive. His new book,Out There, is a visual collection of those solo months as he travels through the often untouched Yukon.”
on a more positive note, now is a good time to recognize @tara-e for never remaining soft friends with evils more than anybody I know in the world, which is a very lonely way to live but not that lonely and it’s probably okay for an introvert and anyway moralistic solitude is a totally glamorous position for a poet to inhabit imo