Badass geek, eccentric dork, exquisite freak with a hand for writing. Pura Vida, kiddo
Enchantresses Of The Ages (Delilah) by Henry Clive, 1948
That otp that calls each other by any other name but their first names
And then one of them gets hurt.
Some doodly backgrounds!
The Hebrew name for God (יהוה) is closely linked to their word for “existence” and contains letters that are just breathing noises, and if you don’t think that’s the coolest thing ever then you’re probably not into theology or linguistics, and that’s kinda disappointing but I’ll let it slide.
Today is the national mourning day for the Dutch victims of MH17. The first 50 bodies will arrive in the Netherlands this afternoon around 4pm. The minute before the plane with the victim’s bodies lands the entire country will have a minute of silence. In Amsterdam there will be a silent procession, where the participators are asked to wear white. There will be no commercials and appropriate broadcasts on radio and television.
We lost 193 Dutch citizens this past Thursday. Many families have been ripped apart. Everybody in the Netherlands, directly or indirectly, seems to have known someone on this plane. We are a small country. We are not used to this kind of terror, this generation of Dutchmen is not used to this kind of terror. I have no idea what this brings for the future, but just for today is does not matter yet. Today we remember. Today we think about all those lives lost on that plane. About all those families and friends who lost their loved ones in a useless plain crash.
Think about those people today. And think about the people you love who are still there. Appreciate them, be aware.
Tim and Regis; I will think about you most today. My old colleague and the brother of my friend. It is just not fair. Slaap zacht, mannen.