new hope for me

There's got to be a morning after
If we can hold on through the night
We have a chance to find the sunshine
Let's keep on lookin' for the light

Oh, can't you see the morning after?
It's waiting right outside the storm
Why don't we cross the bridge together
And find a place that's safe and warm?

It's not too late, we should be giving
Only with love can we climb
It's not too late, not while we're living
Let's put our hands out in time

There's got to be a morning after
We're moving closer to the shore
I know we'll be there by tomorrow
And we'll escape the darkness
We won't be searchin' any more

There's got to be a morning after
(There's got to be a morning after)
There's got to be a morning after
(There's got to be a morning after)
There's got to be a morning after
(There's got to be a morning after)
There's got to be a morning after
(There's got to be a morning after)
There's got to be a morning after
(There's got to be a morning after).

find source of this text witouth googling it for bonus points :P (maybe some parts are already posted here??)

On Beauty

  And a poet said, "Speak to us of Beauty."
  Where shall you seek beauty, and how shall you find her unless she herself be your way and your guide?
  And how shall you speak of her except she be the weaver of your speech?
  The aggrieved and the injured say, "Beauty is kind and gentle.
  Like a young mother half-shy of her own glory she walks among us."
  And the passionate say, "Nay, beauty is a thing of might and dread.
  Like the tempest she shakes the earth beneath us and the sky above us."
  The tired and the weary say, "beauty is of soft whisperings. She speaks in our spirit.
  Her voice yields to our silences like a faint light that quivers in fear of the shadow."
  But the restless say, "We have heard her shouting among the mountains,
  And with her cries came the sound of hoofs, and the beating of wings and the roaring of lions."
  At night the watchmen of the city say, "Beauty shall rise with the dawn from the east."
  And at noontide the toilers and the wayfarers say, "we have seen her leaning over the earth from the windows of the sunset."
  In winter say the snow-bound, "She shall come with the spring leaping upon the hills."
  And in the summer heat the reapers say, "We have seen her dancing with the autumn leaves, and we saw a drift of snow in her hair."
  All these things have you said of beauty.
  Yet in truth you spoke not of her but of needs unsatisfied,
  And beauty is not a need but an ecstasy.
  It is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth,
  But rather a heart enflamed and a soul enchanted.
  It is not the image you would see nor the song you would hear,
  But rather an image you see though you close your eyes and a song you hear though you shut your ears.
  It is not the sap within the furrowed bark, nor a wing attached to a claw,
  But rather a garden for ever in bloom and a flock of angels for ever in flight.
  People of Orphalese, beauty is life when life unveils her holy face.
  But you are life and you are the veil.
  Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
  But you are eternity and your are the mirror. 

>>4
tl;dr but I liek the image for obvious reasons.

<-- Have whatever this thing is

He took a little trip.

>>2
with father Tiresias

Watch your step on the way out. The steps are of rather questionable quality.

That is all.
>>1

>This is maybe not on EoS enough for EoS ...

The on is superfluous, forgive me for not proof reading.

Thanks, >>2 and >>16 are great.

Camera is shitty but some pics provide potential for brix being shat. Where is this anyway?

this is great... it's like it was somewhat frozen in time

It looks as if somebody is still living there?

Here is the outside.
>>19

>potential for brix being shat.

That building has always been strange to be in because of the floor being uneven, settling due to age and some of the less than professional installations. Look at the sink in the bathroom, it's crooked, lol. Also the power outlet in the kitchen is weirdly installed horizontally. In its current state though I thought it particularly striking.

>Where is this anyway?

Someplace in Texas?
>>21

>It looks as if somebody is still living there?

No one lives there now, I was helping the previous occupant get some things out of it and I thought it was a good opportunity to take some pictures. Her grandmother owns the building so some things are still there. There isn't a rush to clean it up because no one else will be moving in probably ever.

>>22

-_ -

is this in a bad part of town or something? If there wasn't any damage to the foundation, or a lot of electrical work to be done (like replacing whole lines in walls/underground, a grid can be replaced rather easily) or extensive water damage, I could see myself fliping this one.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parhelion

Halo

1st: What the hell?(?)
2nd: Is this actually some language, those , err, writings?
3rd: What the hell is this, I must know.
4th: No idea why, but I love it. Fits here perfectly.

What is this?
Also quick, someone post the Voynich manuscript!

awesome pics!

They're pages from Codex Seraphinianus, it's similar to the Voynich Manuscript only it describes an entire imaginary world. The language has never been deciphered though the numbering system is some kind of base 21.

Found on an old bookchan thread.

Codex Seraphinianus
http://megaupload.com/?d=OW5SH8NM

Voynich Manuscript
http://rapidshare.com/files/35438072/Voynich_Manuscript.zip.html

it looks kind of Arabic

>>14
Looks like meaningless squiggles to me. If you speak Italian you could try asking the author what it means.

http://www.luigiserafini.com/

There's also this (pic related) which seems to be french.

http://www.omsi.edu/visit/featured/bodyworlds/overview.cfm

A Soul hung up, as 'twere, in Chains
Of Nerves, and Arteries, and Veins.
Tortur'd, besides each other part,
In a vain Head, and double Heart.

-- Andrew Marvell (1621-1678) : A Dialogue Between the Soul and Body.