Salvador Dali drawing a penis on the forehead of a woman and signing it with Picasso’s signature
Laekoa on We Heart It
Deep in the rainforests of the Indian state of Meghalaya, bridges are not built, they’re grown. For more than 500 years locals have guided roots and vines from the native Ficus Elastica (rubber tree) across rivers, using hollowed out trees to create root guidance systems. When the roots and vines reach the opposite bank they are allowed to take root. Some of the bridges are over 100 feet long and can support the weight of 50 people.
Can’t believe I didn’t go here
I have found a new way to look at things today. I have been so unlucky, but so unlucky that I must be lucky. Like, what are the odds of so much going wrong in one persons life in such a small period? I have to be lucky, stupid, out of the ordinary unfortunate or the universe is holding something real good for me!
Oh well, what can I do expect just live my life and keep going seeing what path I and cosmos built for me. : )
A kiss from a person that trys to stay optimist.
Does anyone knows where is this place?