I controlled the folders and I realized the folder of fractals was almost over-sized. I have closed this one and I opened a new folder: Fractals2.
Pls, tell me if any folder should be full.
Storm System (Gorm) Hits DenmarkThe storm system which here in Denmark has been named "Gorm" is now hitting Denmark with full force. The average wind speed is at full storm (24.5–28.4 m/s), with gusts at hurricane force (>32.7 m/s), but in many places the wind speed is already well above that.Storm System (Gorm) Hits Denmark by Redfield-1982
Gorm is the most powerful storm to hit Denmark since the storm "Allan" of 2013. For historical reference I will update this journal as the storm progresses.
Final Update at 11:30 pm: Status on the storms most powerful wind gusts.
Below is a list of the towns were the most powerful wind gusts produced by the storm "Gorm" took place.
Hurricane force begins at 32,7 m/s. (m/s = meter per second)
Gniben: 45,9 m/s
Sletterhage Fyr: 40,8 m/s
Karup: 40,7 m/s
Røsnæs: 39,9 m/s
Blåvandshuk: 39,7 m/s
Thorsminde: 39,6 m/s
Hvide Sande: 39,6 m/s
Pictures taken by various people during the storm can be seen here:
About SuicideI had a recent chat with my friend about suicide and it made me think about the reasons, and people's reactions.About Suicide by Ashry42
First of all, suicide, like many other problems, is something you need to talk about openly. I know most people like to talk about it only in closed doors and in hushed voices, but if we want to deal with this problem we need to speak openly about it.
So about the question of suicide. First of all people react to it in a certain way because they don't really know what it's about. They say you're a coward to want to end your life, but they're wrong. They say "why would you want to leave this perfect world?" and the answer is "this world is FAR from perfect."
That's the thing. If you've lived though something horrible you would want it to stop, wouldn't you? If you've lived through abuse, bullying and all that kind of stuff, you would want that to end, right? If someone is hurting you, you would want them to stop. But since you can't make people stop, you have to do it.
Cries Of Narcissism"Mirror, you are the only one I loveCries Of Narcissism by 8PoeraOpetry8
With red berries in the white snow
With the creeper's trail around the stone castle,"
said the one, who got lost in the mirror's brightness
While others left kisses on love letters
That were brought away by the whitest of pigeons
She painted her lips dark rosy
And after then got stuck to the mirror's mild glass:
"It is for you, the most beautiful,
With whom no one can be compared"
Between millions of people all over the kingdom
She was lonely
Though she didn't feel it herself
Though she never longed for anyone
Days passed sinking into the baths of milk
Tasting luscious honey and sweet nectar of fruits
Enjoying massages from the ancient eastern wisdoms
And drinking tea, that promised to save her youth
But why all of this, if no one looked at her?
Such despair fell over her only when the mirror was far away
Meeting again with her reflection
A smile like never before decorated her harsh face
And arms were reaching to caress this divine beauty
Then in h
Barbie doll presentA commision/birthday present for Cinderella 123456Barbie doll present by Hedging
“Okay girls, you got everything ready?” Kendra Morris asked her twin daughters Jessica and Caroline.
“We sure do mommy!” Jessica said happily. “Tooth brush, clothes, barbie dolls everything.”
“What time are we going to go to daddy’s house tomorrow?” Caroline asked.
“We’re hitting the road around 9 AM.” Kendra replied. “Remember to call me every day while you’re gone.”
Kendra was getting ready to drop her twin daughters off at her ex husband Chesters house for Thanksgiving. It was agreed when determining custody of the children that he would get them every other holiday. Kendra however was panning to get remarried soon to a man named Peter. She admired him dearly and felt he would be a much better husband and father than Chester was.
LAter that night, there was a knock on the door.
Kendra answered it. It was Peter.
“There’s my fav
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