crytptopunk (@crytptopunk) • Hey
crytptopunk (@crytptopunk) • Hey
Publications
- Layer 3 project is going to melt people's faces, don't say I didn't tell you anon😉
- Istanbul
- Zoo museum
- Mh hope
- Experience is the name everyone gives to their mistakes.
- I just voted "For" on "GIP-77 (part 1): Should the GnosisDAO add moderators to reduce spam" https://snapshot.org/#/gnosis.eth/proposal/0x6f955ae9fdc38bb9194d0af7915125fae62f161428dca5dfb35e8bc1094eb2cf #snapshotlabs
- I just voted "For" on "GIP-77 (part 1): Should the GnosisDAO add moderators to reduce spam" https://snapshot.org/#/gnosis.eth/proposal/0x6f955ae9fdc38bb9194d0af7915125fae62f161428dca5dfb35e8bc1094eb2cf #snapshotlabs
- I have written them, keen, and sarcastic, and long,
With righteously wrathful intent,
Not a stroke undeserved nor a censure too strong;
And some, alas! some of them went!
- Built on @memester-xyz.lens
- Built on @memester-xyz.lens
- I AM LISTENING TO ISTANBUL
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed;
At first there blows a gentle breeze
And the leaves on the trees
Softly flutter or sway;
Out there, far away,
The bells of water carriers incessantly ring;
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed;
Then suddenly birds fly by,
Flocks of birds, high up, in a hue and cry
While nets are drawn in the fishing grounds
And a woman's feet begin to dabble in the water.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
The Grand Bazaar is serene and cool,
A hubbub at the hub of the market,
Mosque yards are brimful of pigeons,
At the docks while hammers bang and clang
Spring winds bear the smell of sweat;
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed;
Still giddy since bygone bacchanals,
A seaside mansion with dingy boathouses is fast asleep,
Amid the din and drone of southern winds, reposed,
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
Now a dainty girl walks by on the sidewalk:
Cusswords, tunes and songs, malapert remarks;
Something falls on the ground out of her hand,
It's a rose I guess.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed;
A bird flutters round your skirt;
I know your brow is moist with sweat
And your lips are wet.
A silver moon rises beyond the pine trees:
I can sense it all in your heart's throbbing.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes
Orhan Veli Kanık
- Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow
It’s always too early to quit.
- This is a very cool modern project! I believe that in the near future
- FOR YOU...
That I want thee, only thee—let my heart repeat without end.
All desires that distract me, day and night,
are false and empty to the core.
As the night keeps hidden in its gloom the petition for light,
even thus in the depth of my unconsciousness rings the cry
—`I want thee, only thee’.
As the storm still seeks its end in peace
when it strikes against peace with all its might,
even thus my rebellion strikes against thy love
and still its cry is
—`I want thee, only thee’.”
- ISTANBUL
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed:
At first there is a gentle breeze
And the leaves on the trees
Softly sway;
Out there, far away,
The bells of water-carriers unceasingly ring;
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed;
Then suddenly birds fly by,
Flocks of birds, high up, with a hue and cry,
While the nets are drawn in the fishing grounds
And a woman's feet begin to dabble in the water.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
The Grand Bazaar's serene and cool,
An uproar at the hub of the Market,
Mosque yards are full of pigeons.
While hammers bang and clang at the docks
Spirng winds bear the smell of sweat;
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed;
Still giddy from the revelries of the past,
A seaside mansion with dingy boathouses is fast asleep.
Amid the din and drone of southern winds, reposed,
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
A pretty girl walks by on the sidewalk:
Four-letter words, whistles and songs, rude remarks;
Something falls out of her hand -
It is a rose, I guess.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
A bird flutters round your skirt;
On your brow, is there sweet? Or not ? I know.
Are your lips wet? Or not? I know.
A silver moon rises beyond the pine trees:
I can sense it all in your heart's throbbing.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
- The living environment of human beings worsens, particularly the water scarcity is becoming more serious.that humans can actually drink—a mere one percent of the total—it is an increasingly thirsty planet.
And even that scant amount of water needs to be made safe to drink. Worldwide, nearly 800 million people—two and a half times the population of the United States—lack access to clean drinking water. In the majority of countries, existing water supplies are insufficient to meet urban, industrial, agricultural, and environmental needs.....
- The living environment of human beings worsens, particularly the water scarcity is becoming more serious.that humans can actually drink—a mere one percent of the total—it is an increasingly thirsty planet.
And even that scant amount of water needs to be made safe to drink. Worldwide, nearly 800 million people—two and a half times the population of the United States—lack access to clean drinking water. In the majority of countries, existing water supplies are insufficient to meet urban, industrial, agricultural, and environmental needs.....
- Life is full of surprises.❤️❤️
- Loneliness is just that the heart exists in silence....
- Life is a road. Every stop gives you a breath, every person gives you a feeling....
- Freedom is like the cry of a seagull....
- Time passes quickly. Memories and hopes follow behind.. This is the true face of life....
- ISTANBUL
- Everyone talks. you keep walking...
- Feeling my way through the darkness Guided by a beating heart I can’t tell where the journey will end But I know where it starts
- Time ticks away, so the story is told...
- I hurt myself todayto see if I still feelI focus on the pain..
- I see a red door and I want it painted blackNo colors anymore I want them to turn blackI see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothesI have to turn my head until my darkness goes...
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- And when the broken hearted people living in the world agreeThere will be an answer, let it beFor though they may be parted, there is still a chance that they will seeThere will be an answer, let it be....
- Better to die fighting for freedom then be a prisoner all the days of your life......
- It’s been a long day without you, my friend And I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again We’ve come a long way from where we began Oh, I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again When I see you again
- Think first, decide later...
- It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
- My Rose
I wouldn’t like the world if given
If crowns and thrones were promised,
I wouldn’t like to stay without you and quiet
It is not so easy to desert you
I wouldn’t like it, wouldn’t like to be without you.
- Everyone wants, happiness. No one wants pain. But you can’t have a rainbow without a little rain.
- They melted my soul and froze it in a mould;
And placed it on the ground as Istanbul.
It is something that I yearn for in me; air, color, manner, clime;
Is my darling went beyond time and space.
Its flower is golden star, its water is flaming;
The Sun and The Moon are from Istanbul since time immemorial.
Sea and earth came together only in it,
And, dreams took a form in it, in it.
Istanbul is my sweetheart darling;
My kingdom, my kingdom…
Istanbul,
Istanbul…
- Freedom is when you can live. You are not captive. Enjoy your life freely.
- I said, ooh, I’m blinded by the lightsNo, I can’t sleep until I feel your touch...
- HEART, we will forget him!
You and I, to-night!
You may forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.
When you have done, pray tell me,
That I my thoughts may dim;
Haste! lest while you’re lagging,
I may remember him!
- ISTANBUL. By far the largest city in Turkey, and its chief port and centre of trade, is Istanbul, formerly known as Constantinople. It is beautiful as well as important, for it lies on the shores of the Bosporus, which divides Europe from Asia, and southwards it looks on the inland Sea of Marmara. Few cities anywhere have such a noble setting.
- I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
- ISTANBUL / TURKIYE
- ISTANBUL All time beautiful ❤️❤️❤️
- Good prospects and a competent team
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- “Just getting started in web3 vs. when it all clicks. The deeper you go, the brighter it gets. @rabbithole.lens”