Bookmarks by David Pinto

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Peaceful meditation

2024-03-02 20:02:52 UTC

Imagine that you are walking through a tranquil forest. The vibrant greens and orange of the foliage highly contrasting the lush undergrowth. In front of you is a pristine stream with a babbling and gurgling Brooke. As you gaze into the water you can feel the stress leaving your body. As the bubbles in the stream slowly come to an end you can feel the last of your problems washing away. Finally, you release the throat of the person you were holding under the water. All is well, the world is at peace.

Ancient Forest

indiragonzalez08 — 2024-03-02 20:03:31 UTC

In the heart of an ancient forest lies a tranquil haven, untouched by the chaos of the world beyond. Towering trees stretch skyward, their branches forming a verdant canopy that filters the sunlight into a gentle, golden hue. The forest floor is carpeted with a lush tapestry of ferns and moss, softening each footfall into a whisper. A babbling brook meanders through the undergrowth, its crystalline waters singing a melody of peace. Shafts of sunlight pierce through the foliage, illuminating patches of wildflowers that sway in the tranquil breeze. Here, amidst nature's symphony, the soul finds solace in the embrace of silence.

Puerto Armuelles , The Sand City:

2024-03-02 20:06:07 UTC

Puerto Armuelles is a coastal home little town in Chiriquí. It is a vibrant tropical and coastal town.The town is very tranquil. It is a serene escape to tranquility and the smell of mango trees are all over during the summer. The port views, the beaches and the people make a perfect paradise for visitors.

The sunshine wisped out of the trees and hitting the snow, making the snow shine. I leaned down and touching the snow with my bare hand, forming a clumpy snowball just to throw in the distance to see how far it goes. The snowball stayed together until it hit the ground.

2024-03-02 20:08:54 UTC

that time I caught a fleshy lump of clay.

mrschungus — 2024-03-02 20:08:57 UTC

A pawn marched through the muddy green swamp of Nergal's love. The smell of rotting plants and the gritty stink of things crawling through the ground like a teacher grading day, belly on the ground. Perhaps a thundering fart could add to it all. Yet that should be left to the work war boys. Nothing better then a good WAHHHHH in the moning.

A day for myself.

2024-03-02 20:09:33 UTC

A day at the forest is one of my favorites. The birds chirping, the concert of insects communicating is one you can never experience in the city. Wet dirt, tall green trees, and pallets of colors never seen from human hands. What else can we ask for? Monday is a day to rush to the daily office and the daily challenges, but Saturday in the woods will always be a heartfelt sensation I look forward to seeing on a regular basis.. Alex K