Entity (by Marika Bäumler)

Nick Hakim - Cold

boketto ぼけっと (ボケッと)

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"The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went."

Virginia Woolf, Orlando

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Dawn ll by Joao Ruas

Dawn ll by Joao Ruas

We the mortals touch the metals,

the wind, the ocean shores, the stones,

knowing they will go on, inert or burning,

and I was discovering, naming all the these things:

it was my destiny to love and say goodbye.

—Pablo Neruda, “XV” from Still Another Day. Copper Canyon Press, 2005

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Cafe Cortado (by r.e. ~)

Album Art

Melody Gardot - Our Love Is Easy

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Played 1867 times.

Shadowland (by D.21)

"As soon as you believe that a label you’ve put on yourself is true, you’ve limited something that is literally limitless, you’ve limited who you are into nothing but a thought."


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Here am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do….
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Here am I sitting in a tin can

Far above the world

Planet Earth is blue

And there’s nothing I can do….

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Coffee Crème Brûlée

Ground coffee beans bring unexpected depth to this classic dessert, as well as distributing flecks throughout the custard. The crunchy caramel topping, achieved with raw sugar, matches the bold coffee flavour.

2 1/2 cups (20 fl. oz./625 ml.) heavy cream

1/3 cup (2 1/2 g./75 oz.) coarsely ground dark-roast coffee beans

1/2 cup (4 oz./125 g.) granulated sugar

Pinch of kosher salt

8 large egg yolks

3 Tbs. turbinado sugar

In a saucepan over medium heat, bring the cream, coffee, granulated sugar and salt just to a boil, stirring occasionally. Remove from the heat, cover and steep for 30 minutes.

Preheat the oven to 325°F (165°C). Place six 3/4-cup (6-fl. oz./180-ml.) ramekins in a 9-by-13-inch (23-by-33-cm.) baking dish.

In a large bowl, whisk the egg yolks to combine. Slowly add the warm cream to the yolks while whisking constantly. Pour through a fine-mesh sieve into a large liquid measuring cup; discard the coffee grounds.

Pour the custard into the ramekins, dividing it evenly. Transfer the dish to the oven and pour hot water into the dish to come halfway up the sides of the ramekins. Bake until the custards jiggle slightly in the centers when the ramekins are gently shaken, 30-35 minutes. Carefully remove the baking dish from the oven and let the custards cool in the water bath for 30 minutes. Remove the ramekins from the baking dish, wrap each in plastic wrap and refrigerate for at least 4 hours or up to 30 days.

Unwrap the custards and gently blot the tops with a paper towel to soak up any moisture on the surface. Sprinkle the turbinado sugar over the tops of the custards, dividing it evenly and tilting and tapping each ramekin to distribute the sugar evenly on the surface. Using a handheld kitchen torch, caramelize the sugar by moving the torch in a figure-eight motion until the sugar is evenly browned and melted. Alternatively, preheat the broiler, place the ramekins on a baking sheet, and broil 3-4 inches (7.5-10 cm.) below the heating element until the sugar bubbles and caramelises, 1-2 minutes. Serve. Serves 6.

"A detached person, who knows she has no possibility of fencing off her death, has only one thing to back herself with: the power of her decisions. She has to be, so to speak, the master of her choices. She must fully understand that her choice is her responsibility and once she makes it there is no longer time for regrets or recriminations. Her decisions are final, simply because her death does not permit her time to cling to anything. And thus with an awareness of her death, with her detachment, and with the power of her decisions a warrior sets her life in a strategical manner. The knowledge of her death guides her and makes her detached and silently lusty; the power of her final decisions makes her able to choose without regrets and what she chooses is always strategically the best; and so she performs everything she has to with gusto and lusty efficiency."

Don Juan Matus, A Separate Reality

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Wildlife by Rachel Newling