(many thanks to CHR7S for the image...)
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"Ní neart go chur le cheile." (together we are strong.)
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How would living in the Universe differ if you recognized it as enchanted, ensouled, intelligent, and responding to your needs, thoughts, and ideas? How would you see people differently if you knew that was the potential you shared with them?
The Fire Horse - highly strung, powerful, inconsistent, alluring and motivated by strength of will. Horses born under the element sign of Fire are said to be blessed with great fortune or cursed will great misfortune. Sometimes they are served both, but in any event, a Fire Horse will never lead a 'normal' life.
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Through all the moons of many a year, the Fire Horse is a dynamic creature, with a vigor that promises youth and freshness until the very end of life. The will and the spirit of the Fire Horse cannot be broken.
4 comments:
Cool picture!
Nothing says love like crystallized water and a Volkswagen ;p
I'm sorry I just can't help myself, you can slap me if ya wanta :)
Yes, the only thing that would make that picture more romantic would be someone with their tongue frozen to the exposed metal of the heart.....
(can you tell I'm really in the VD mood????????)
What, not in the mood for a holiday where your whole love life hinges on how much you buy your partner and what color the flowers are?
A day when you can't do enough right but you can always do wrong?
When young love takes center stage and makes you look like a putz for not be as silly as they are?
A day where you are forced to say I love you and some how have to sound like you mean it more than the other 364 days?
How could you not be in the mood?
I have reblogged just for you. There is hope, Romantic Warrior!!
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