This Tree reminds me of the tree in “The Fountain” movie which had a great impact on me…

Basilica Cistern (Turkish: Yerebatan Sarayı – “Sunken Palace”, or Yerebatan Sarnıcı – “Sunken Cistern”)

There always somethings lurking beneath… lurking inside affecting the outside… go find’em… discover… face…

Don’t drag your past behind you… because no one is that strong to carry all of that heavy stuff… you’ll soon become exhausted and life will become very difficult to carry on…

Thinking that we are a function of past and believing that we are defined by our past everyday… is just like driving a car while looking at the rear view mirror instead of looking where we are going…

Our past and what we’ve had and experienced before, are just like some baggage which we carry with us all the time & every where we go… and what we do is just we put them down when we meet someone… and start talking about what we have in our bags… and then when we are done describing them, without doing anything else we after some time… we put them back and just carry them again with us… only because we think that our past is important in defining ourselves and who we are…

All of that is what makes us have difficulty in in accepting what the real life has to give us…

For most gulls, it is not flying that matters, but eating. For this gull, though, it was not eating that mattered, but flight…

Most gulls don’t bother to learn more than the simplest facts of flight – how to get from shore to food and back again. For most gulls, it is not flying that matters, but eating…

I just pressed the shutter on the right moment… just before less than a second when this gull would’ve grasped the bread thrown at it by the passengers at the back of the Kadikoy to Eminonu ferryboat…

It’s true… a Red and Yellow mountain… unbelievable how saturated and intense the colors can be sometimes, specially when it rains and the light is good…

It’s about an hour drive from where I used to live… and this region is really untouched and totally intact… perfect to have walks and explore the area freely….

The valley spirit dies not, aye the same;
The female mystery thus do we name.
Its gate, from which at first they issued forth,
Is called the root from which grew heaven and earth.
Long and unbroken does its power remain,
Used gently, and without the touch of pain…

Can u believe it…? I found this family in a frozen lake… I have no idea how bubbles can also freeze like that in their natural shape…