Well, we're still flyin'

My name is Lubov'. A cynic and a pragmatist. Like the old serials, where there is a competent plot, not some special effects.

(Источник: nobodylaughsanymoree)

russiangrammar:

Above: Mikhail Vrubel (1856-1910) - Шестикрылый серафим (The Six-Winged Seraph) (1905)Александр Сергеевич Пушкин (1799-1837)Пророк (1826)
Духовной жаждою томим,
В пустыне мрачной я влачился, - 
И шестикрылый серафим
На перепутьи мне явился.
Перстами легкими как сон
Моих зениц коснулся он.
Отверзлись вещие зеницы,
Как у испуганной орлицы.
Моих ушей коснулся он, - 
И их наполнил шум и звон:
И внял я неба содроганье,
И горний ангелов полет,
И гад морских подводный ход.
И дольней лозы прозябанье.
И он к устам моим приник,
И вырвал грешный мой язык,
И празднословный, и лукавый,
И жало мудрыя змеи
В уста замершие мои
Вложил десницею кровавой.
И он мне грудь рассек мечом,
И сердце трепетное вынул
И угль, пылающий огнем,
Во грудь отверстую водвинул.
Как труп в пустыне я лежал,
И бога глас ко мне воззвал:
"Восстань, пророк, и виждь, и внемли,
Исполнись волею моей,
И, обходя моря и земли,
Глаголом жги сердца людей". 
Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin (1799-1837)The Prophet (1826)
Tormented by a spiritual thirst,
I stumbled through a gloomy waste,
And there a six-winged seraph
Appeared before me at the crossroad.
With touch as light as slumber,
He laid his fingers on my eyes,
Which opened wide in prophecy
Just as a startled eagle's might.
Upon my ears his touch then fell,
And they were filled with noise and clangs:
I heard the heavens shift on high,
The whispering of angels' wings,
Sea monsters moving in the deep,
The growing grapevines in the vales.
And then he bent down towards my mouth,
My sinful tongue he ripped right out-
Its slander and its idle lies-
And with his bloody hand inserted
Between my still and lifeless lips
A cunning serpent's forked tongue.
And with his sword he cleaved my breast
Removed my shaking heart,
And then he seized a blazing coal,
And placed it in my gaping breast.
Corpse-like I lay upon the sand
And then God's voice called out to me:
"Arise, O Prophet, watch and hark,
Fulfill all my commands:
Go forth now over land and sea,
And with your word ignite men's hearts.
(Source)

russiangrammar:

Above: Mikhail Vrubel (1856-1910) - Шестикрылый серафим (The Six-Winged Seraph) (1905)

Александр Сергеевич Пушкин (1799-1837)

Пророк (1826)

Духовной жаждою томим,
В пустыне мрачной я влачился, - 
И шестикрылый серафим
На перепутьи мне явился.
Перстами легкими как сон
Моих зениц коснулся он.
Отверзлись вещие зеницы,
Как у испуганной орлицы.
Моих ушей коснулся он, - 
И их наполнил шум и звон:
И внял я неба содроганье,
И горний ангелов полет,
И гад морских подводный ход.
И дольней лозы прозябанье.
И он к устам моим приник,
И вырвал грешный мой язык,
И празднословный, и лукавый,
И жало мудрыя змеи
В уста замершие мои
Вложил десницею кровавой.
И он мне грудь рассек мечом,
И сердце трепетное вынул
И угль, пылающий огнем,
Во грудь отверстую водвинул.
Как труп в пустыне я лежал,
И бога глас ко мне воззвал:
"Восстань, пророк, и виждь, и внемли,
Исполнись волею моей,
И, обходя моря и земли,
Глаголом жги сердца людей". 


Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin (1799-1837)

The Prophet (1826)

Tormented by a spiritual thirst,
I stumbled through a gloomy waste,
And there a six-winged seraph
Appeared before me at the crossroad.
With touch as light as slumber,
He laid his fingers on my eyes,
Which opened wide in prophecy
Just as a startled eagle's might.
Upon my ears his touch then fell,
And they were filled with noise and clangs:
I heard the heavens shift on high,
The whispering of angels' wings,
Sea monsters moving in the deep,
The growing grapevines in the vales.
And then he bent down towards my mouth,
My sinful tongue he ripped right out-
Its slander and its idle lies-
And with his bloody hand inserted
Between my still and lifeless lips
A cunning serpent's forked tongue.
And with his sword he cleaved my breast
Removed my shaking heart,
And then he seized a blazing coal,
And placed it in my gaping breast.
Corpse-like I lay upon the sand
And then God's voice called out to me:
"Arise, O Prophet, watch and hark,
Fulfill all my commands:
Go forth now over land and sea,
And with your word ignite men's hearts.

(Source)

top ten buffyverse ships (as voted by my followers)

#8: Rupert Giles and Jenny Calendar
fuckyeahjosswhedon:

Following up his Buffy Napkin revival, Joss Whedon delivers a Firefly Drawing via twitter!

fuckyeahjosswhedon:

Following up his Buffy Napkin revival, Joss Whedon delivers a Firefly Drawing via twitter!


I was going to die of old age. That was the plan. Mitchell was going to go down in a blaze of gunfire and glory, not cold and alone and shit-scared. Then there are the ones like George. The ones that should have died. But shattered and bloody, they walk away from the train wreck. But what’s the cost? They’re scarred. Transformed. They’re monsters now too.

I was going to die of old age. That was the plan. Mitchell was going to go down in a blaze of gunfire and glory, not cold and alone and shit-scared. Then there are the ones like George. The ones that should have died. But shattered and bloody, they walk away from the train wreck. But what’s the cost? They’re scarred. Transformed. They’re monsters now too.

(Источник: vanessamary)

Boney M - Gotta Go Home

televisiontunes:

Song: Gotta Go Home
Artist: Boney M
TV Series: Being Human (series 4 episode 4)

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(Источник: marilynmay из блога btvsgif)

thebeautyofrussia:

Peart lake, Kerlia, Russia
by Aleksey Kharitonov

thebeautyofrussia:

Peart lake, Kerlia, Russia

by Aleksey Kharitonov

(со страницы tupaya-devushka)

"Adventure is out there"

(Источник: animation-picspam из блога lisathevampireslayer)