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Arise, awake, O friend of my dream.
Arise, awake, O breath of my life.
Arise, awake, O light of my eyes.
O seer poet in me,
Do manifest yourself in me and through me.
Arise, awake, O vast heart within me.
Arise, awake, O consciousness of mine,
Which is always transcending the universe
And its own life of the Beyond.
Arise, awake, O form of my meditation transcendental.
Arise, awake, O bound divinity in humanity.
Arise, awake, O my heart's Liberator, Shiva,
And free mankind from its ignorance sleep.
-Sri Chinmoy
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Arise Awake - on black
Took this on a recent solo road trip up north to the ghost town of Bodie. It was both exhilerating and frightening to take off on the road alone and drive so far from everyone I knew. The idea was to just drive without trying to plan where I would go and what I would do- a real change from how I normally am! The trip took 3 days in total, with lots of motels and quaint little diners on the way. Surprisingly, the ghost town itself was a little anti-climactic as I didn't get many good pictures. It was full of tourists and rangers and was largely boarded off from the public. But I found this place called Fossil Falls as I was driving. I was the only person there, so I got to hike the area alone. This is volcanic rock which gives way to a 40 foot gorge beneath me where a waterfall used to flow. Once inhabited by native americans, it seems to have become something of a forgotten pit stop now that all the water has dried up. Being here as the sun went down was definitely the highlight of my trip. Some moments I have to pinch myself. I feel so lucky to be alive.
Another Portland night owls shot of the Hotel Rose.
#99 - Nocturnal (116 pictures in 2016)
#48 - Night Time (52 in 2016)
Come pull a sheet over my eyes so I may sleep tonight,
despite what I´ve seen today
I find you guilty of a crime of sleeping at a time
when you should have been wide awake
( Audioslave, Wide Awake )
Dedicated to the Icelandic government!!
This is an HDR shot made up of 5 shots taken in autobraking mode (-1.4Ev; -0.7Ev; 0Ev; +0.7Ev; 1.4Ev). HDR was made with Enfuse. You can read additional technical information in my profile (about section).
In these bodies we will live
In these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love
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TOTW: Nightmares <--I finally decided to participate in a group on here. Woo :)
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out now for Soiree
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Clothing- Coco
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Awake my soul, awake my soul
How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know
My weakness I feel I must finally show
Har har, har har, har har, har har
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
And where you invest your love, you invest your life
when you realize what you thought was the worst thing was truly the best thing. (and you're so thankful for modern medicine)
"no human can act beyond the level of their consciousness or development." (despite how much they tell you how honest and honorable they are.)
Only the country-liver can fully feel it -- this dying of night with the birth of day -- this supreme moment when the mists and dimness and low voices of the one exhale into the melody and brightness of the other. It is a daily miracle -- this sudden transition from gray to rosy light -- this unrolling of the landscape--this assumption, in delicious crescendo, of sound -- this quickening of the day's life over the sleep of night -- this flying of darkness, as of a ghost pursued, before the flooding of light -- this oldest of all stories again told. Awake, for the day has dawned.
-- Ellen Chapman (Hobbs) Rollins
Hong Kong morning hours can be very quiet compared to other cities.
This shot was made before sunrise when the city is not lit up that much compared to when it's evening but still the view was not less attractive.
BeetleCam snuck up to this sleeping lion and then got a bit of a shock when his eyes flew wide open!
For more BeetleCam photos, check out our new blog post: BeetleCam vs the Lions of the Masai Mara
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White-breasted Nuthatch, cautiously approaches the hollow to see if the Eastern Screech Owl (Grey morph) is home .... awake. Southern Ontario.
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A quick run to the Sunshine Coast on a hazy morning. Love the light.
Enjoy
- Canon 5D MK II
- ISO 100, f16, 32 seconds, 18mm.
- Canon 17-40 f/4 L Lens
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Processing
- Contrast and Saturation in Lightroom 3.0.
- Selective sharpening in Photoshop.
About The Sunshine Coast
The Sunshine Coast is an urban area in South East Queensland, north of the state capital of Brisbane on the Pacific Ocean coastline. Although it does not have a central business district, by population it ranks as the 10th largest metropolis in Australia and the third largest in Queensland.
Many of the Sunshine Coast's towns began as simple ports or jetties for the timber industry during the 1860s and 1870s, as the area once had magnificent stands of forest. Likewise, the region's roads often began as snigging tracks for hauling timber. Timbergetters used the region's creeks, rivers and lakes as seaways to float out their logs of cedar – the resultant wood being shipped as far afield as Europe.
When you're falling awake
And you take stock of the new day
And you hear your voice croak
As you choke on what you need to say
Well, don't you fret, don't you fear
I will give you good cheer
Life's a long song
Life's a long song
Life's a long song
If you wait then your plate I will fill
As the verses unfold
and your soul suffers the long day
And the twelve o'clock gloom
Spins the room, you struggle on your way
Well, don't you sigh, don't you cry
Lick the dust from your eye
Life's a long song
Life's a long song
Life's a long song
We will meet in the sweet light of dawn
As the Baker Street train spills your pain
All over your new dress
And the symphony sounds
underground puts you under duress
Well, don't you squeal as the heel
Grinds you under the wheels
Life's a long song
Life's a long song
Life's a long song
But the tune ends too soon for us all
I was reminded of those over night journeys, you know the ones, in my case down to London, usually on 1M12, i think it was, around 2 ish am off Wigan, that dust laden compartment stock, and the sticky feel that it had... you'd nod off pretty quickly, and on arrival you would be vaguely aware of awakening at some point and seeing something, but couldn't remember clearly.. any how you'd be as dry as an old stick and the butties you had left, cheese on hovis, made you even clackier, and the bottle of corporation pop (water) was tepid and pretty uninspiring, but you drank it any way, so you could bin the bottle, to make life easier on the tube journey's.
From many a poor start such as this, great day's were had.
Jethro Tull's ( Ian Anderson ) Life's a long song was released in 1971, as a fifteen year old this song was awesome, and i still like to listen to it. I am fairly certain it was from the Minstrel looks back album.