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New skin for Synnove. Very happy with it.
"Hear my call Great Old One!
Feel my Thirst in this Invocation
and the Terror of my Transcendental Act!
Devour this Sacrifice beyond the Mind of Reason
Through the Transcendence of Lawless Manifestations!
Through the Call of Terrifying Names, through webs of the Parallel Universes
I lie and remember the First Birth in the Blood
I crossed Seven Constellations
to Meet Your Flaming Breaths at Twilight and be purified.
I pray to your Abyss.
The key to becoming and the Key to Awareness
in the ocean of the bottomless Abyss
the wandering in the road to ceremony.
Magnificence and contemplation of the Universes
Coronation of the dethroned Sovereignity.
The Alignment of the Houses of causality and the Fallen Kingdoms
The End of the Eternal Emanation
The Eternal Return…
The ideal and the harmonization of Starlit Exaltation
The old and familiar in consciousness, the Work of Scarlet restoration
Psalms of the seven Houses
resound and mumble
The terrible secrets in absurd Languages unknown to me
The wings of Angels
the caress of an Orgiastic purification
Memories of an experience
that I live again and again
Fumes of a new Age
So familiar and pure
through the Pits of Demons
and the Five Towers..."
The Pointe Du Hoc Memorial is a large granite structure which stands at the edge of the 100-foot cliffs that U.S. Rangers had to scale to complete their dangerous mission. The Rangers succeeded in their task, but suffered significant causalities in the process.
On June 6, 1944, a young Lt. Col. named James Earl Rudder led a company of 225 Army Rangers on what seemed like an impossible task: scaling 100-foot vertical cliffs that were defended by German troops on the Normandy beaches.
The D-Day Invasion had begun, and Rudder, a member of the Texas A&M class of 1932, had a key assignment – capture and secure the cliffs known as Pointe du Hoc. The strategic landmark hid huge German cannons that could devastate Allied troops on ships as far as 14 miles away as they attempted their beach landing. It was a task that took almost two full days before Rudder and his men successfully made it to the top.
Constructed by the French and now managed by the American Battle Monuments Commission, the Pointe Du Hoc Memorial is a reminder of the heroism of the Rangers and the forces involved in the Normandy landings.
The area surrounding the Pointe Du Hoc Memorial is also historically fascinating, littered by bomb craters, it is preserved in much the same state as it was immediately following D-Day.
I had the honor of being here five years ago on the 75th anniversary of D-Day. It was a solemn and moving experience that I will never forget.
I.
MY COMMENTS on this TITLE
A.
According Japanese Aesthetics, a flower - is a Soul of Beauty!
That"s the law of causality. There is it"s own flower in every thing. And all in this World is following to "the law of the flower"! (As said ZEAMI**)
And... Even different degrees of the acting technique in classic Japanese theatre Noo were compared with the different sorts of flowers.
As did ZEAMI** - an outstanding Japanese theorist, playwriter and an actor of Noh theatre.
For example, according him, the 6-th degree - that"s a "Classic Flower". The 8-th degree - is a "Bottomless Flower". And 9th, the highest level of acting technique, was called by ZEAMI "the innermost or secret flower"!
Well, and the "secret flower" is just the beggining of Art!
Surely, every Word (like a "morning dew"
of the divine Energy of Heavens) has its own "flower", it"s own Soul - if to say symbolically!
B.
Besides...
"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God."
So... the Word - is a strong cocentration of Energy! And every Prayer has it"s own Words (Energy)... And the Church of Nativity (seen in this collage) - just the Holy Place in the centre of this Sacred Celestial Energy of the Universe Word (which is our Lord...)...
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**ZEAMI Motokiyo - an outstanding Japanese playwriter (1363-1443). A theorist and actor of the classic Noh-drama.
Almost 120 plays of Zeami are in the modern repertoire of the Noo-theater.
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I.
"The faithless shadows of day are running
And high and clear is the call of bells,
Steps of the church are blazed as with the lightning,
Their stones are alive and wait for your light steps.
You'll here pass and touch the chilly stone,
That's dressed in awful sanity of span,
And let the flower of spring be thrown
Here, in this dark, before the eyes of saint.
The rose shadows in misty darkness grow,
And high and clear is the call of bells,
The darkness lays on steps, such old and low --
I'm set in light -- I wait for dear steps."
-ALEXANDER BLOK
(Translated by Yevgeny Bonver)
II.
"POLYPHILOPROGENITIVE
The sapient sutlers of the Lord
Drift across the window-panes.
In the beginning was the Word.
In the beginning was the Word.
Superfetation of "τό εη",
And at the mensual turn of time
Produced enervate Origen...
-THOMAS ELIOT
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COLLAGE:
1.
Church of Nativity. The Entrance.
Photo taken in
Beit-Lehem/Bethlehem. Holy Land,
summer 2005.
2.
As well this work is inspired, in
some extent, by images of Edgar
Degas (1834-1917), prominent
French Impressionst Painter and Sculptor (also known
as Hilaire-Germain-Edgar Degas)
So - playing with Degas...
3.
Created with fd's Flickr Toys.
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Causalities of yesterday's high winds and snow showers brought indoors and placed in a silver soup spoon .
"One World Trade Center in N.Y."
I tried to find the reflection of the architecture with some mixed feelings. The architecture impressed me, but I
I was so sorry and sad for the causalities, however at the same time, I felt people's indomitable spirit
rising from the tragedy.
The place was so special.
Using ND4.8 (16Stops) : Firecrest 4.8
All my filters are:
they never regret me.
I use a roller bag, which one? of course:
Man in his weakness and shortsightedness believes he must make choices in this life. He trembles at the risks he takes. We do know fear. But no. Our choice is of no importance. There comes a time when our eyes are opened. And we come to realize that mercy is infinite. We need only to await it with confidence and receive it with gratitude. Mercy imposes no conditions.
An lo! Everything we have chosen is granted to us. And everything we have rejected has also been granted. Yes, we get back even what we have rejected. For mercy and truth have met together. Righteousness and bless shall kiss one another.
-General Lowenheilm, Babett's Feast
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“At the center of our being is a point of nothingness which is untouched by sin and by illusion, a point of pure truth, a point or spark which belongs entirely to God, which is never at our disposal, from which God disposes of our lives, which is inaccessible to the fantasies of our own mind or the brutalities of our own will. This little point of nothingness and of absolute poverty is the pure glory of God in us. It is so to speak His name written in us, as our poverty, as our indigence, as our dependence, as our sonship. It is like a pure diamond, blazing with the invisible light of heaven. It is in everybody, and if we could see it we would see these billions of points of light coming together in the face and blaze of a sun that would make all the darkness and cruelty of life vanish completely ... I have no program for this seeing. It is only given. But the gate of heaven is every- where.”
-Thomas Merton, Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander
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"Look!" Rafe suddenly exclaimed and pointed fiercely toward the east. I turned toward the east and saw a perfect sliver of a crescent moon, brilliantly poised for its October debut, so delicate and perfectly suspended in the luminous night sky that it almost took my breath away.
"Look again," he said. I did, and then I saw what he was so fixedly pointing to. There behind that delicate sliver of a new moon was the perfect outline of the full moon, completely round and whole.
"What we have to be is what we already are."
You sit with this koan for a while, and suddenly you see the secret, which like all koans is so obvious once you've finally grasped it. Time doesn't flow in a linear direction. Never did, never will. It spirals out, like a nautilus shell, from the worm hole of the point vierge, weaving a tapestry of finitude as the glory of God. We are full at point of origin, and from that fullness flow out synchronously, into time. Like the moon, growing toward what it already is. Meaningful coincidence, not ruthless linear causality, knits our hearts onto the poetry of God's body. And if we can learn to flow in this direction-learning to row a rowboat, facing our origin, and hence effortlessly flowing toward your destination, the journey through time becomes a sacrament of God's own compassionate aliveness.
-Cynthia Bourgeault, Becoming What We are, essay in We are Already One, Thomas Merton's Message of Hope
"le point vierge"
Vintage American cuisine in a genuine 1950's themed establishment. There's no place like Dan's Dogs!!!
Medina, OH USA
“It was a lonely life to lead, for I had nothing to think of, having been made such a little while before.”
― L. Frank Baum, The Wizard of Oz
August 04, 2014
"As a privileged survivor of the First World War, I hope I may be allowed to interject here a deeply felt tribute to those who were not fortunate enough to succeed, but who shared the signal honour of trying to the last to salvage peace." - Rene Cassin
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On this day, 100 years ago, Great Britain declared war on Germany, mobilizing the Great War, with the declaration Canada, Australia, New Zealand, India and South Africa had joined Britain in the battle against Germany.
Why we call World War I the great war is lost on me, the warfare was barbaric and downright cruel. As the war came to an end on November 11, 1918, there were thirty-seven million causalities, over sixteen million deaths and twenty million wounded.
With trench warfare and the use of chemical weapons, WWI changed the way mankind disagrees and the severity of our differences.
Canada saw as many 65,000 lives lost and 150,000 wounded in action; what the statistics don't show though, is how just many lives were altered and diminished due to the war. I can't imagine a person alive at that time who did not feel the ripples of the war.
The Great War changed humanity and so for all those who lost their lives, their limbs, their minds, their family, we stand today and remember your sacrifice.
Lest we forget.
Las Vegas marked the furthest point of advance of the Eurasian Armies and unofficial end of operations for both sides as neither could gain any advantage over the other. By this point cracks were showing in the previously unbeatable Eurasian forces with their supplies being stretched to the limit when active this deep inland. They were still able to overpower the Americans but not before suffering massive causalities, after this battle the Eurasian High Command would shift focus to the African, European, and Arabian front over this and seeking a negotiated peace with the western allies. Las Vegas would remain in Eurasian hands for 20 years until the Americans would sweep over the Pacific States while the Eurasian Empire crumbled. Here a Valkyrie team engages Infantry and Deniable Ops in the latter part of the battle.
Obvious inspiration is the main man Wilhoit plus plenty of other apoc builders.
If we can grasp all the positions and motions of atoms at a certain time, we can calculate and predict all the phenomena that will occur after that.
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Memorial Inscription:
Eric Voughn Dickson
Dec. 17, 1947 - May 31, 1968
Eric Dicson grew up in Woodland Park. He was the only death causality of the Vietnam War from Woodland Park and Teller County. As a young teen, Eric was very involved in his school and community. When folks needed to haul anything he was always there to help with his red and white Ford pickup. His peers called him a leader with his steadfast ability to inspire others in a positive direction. He had the respect of Woodland Park's young and old. He was a class officer for four years, Student Council President his senior year, President of the Rodeo Club, The Misfits Teen Club and The Safety Club. He participated in all sports, was a cowboy and bull rider. Eric Dickson graduated from WPHS in May 1967. Prior to graduation, he was not drafted but enlisted in the Marine Corp. He was attached to the Company B, 1st Bn, 1st Mar, 1st Mar Div and deployed to Vietnam in November of 1967. On May 31, 1968, Eric died when his Battalion was ambushed at Foxtrot Ridge, Quang Tri Province, South Vietnam.
Eric died as he lived:
Semper Fi - Always Faithful
Greater Love Hath No Man
Than To Give His Life
For His Country
Man’s life is not imprisoned in a realm wherein causality, struggle for existence, will to power, libido sexualis, and the craving for prestige are the only springs of action. Life is not permanently enslaved to these variable motives. It is woven into relations which run far beyond that realm. Besides the struggle for physical existence there is an effort to acquire meaning and value, an endeavor to preserve what is lasting in man, to maintain the essential in all the vicissitudes and changes. But what is the lasting in man? What is the meaning of the whole life, not of particular actions or of single episodes which happen now and then, but of existence as such?
The island of existence is washed by the two oceans of eternity and nothingness, eroding it into what is less and elevating it into what is more than existence, into nothingness and into a higher reality, namely, the identity of event and value, the unity of being and meaning. Existence, the domain of things and facts, is not the ultimate realm. There is a reality of spirit.
-Moral Grandeur and Spiritual Audacity: Essays by Abraham Joshua Heschel
I've recently changed jobs and in the switch over between the two I have landed myself a little bit of R&R - which is most needed after the year this has been.
So - with time finally back on my side I thought it fitting to get back out for a shoot. A little while ago I found a cool dead tree just south of Sydney which sits lonely on a hill facing directly south - PERFECT. I shot a galaxy over it back in July (yes - I really don't shoot much these days) - see causality (www.flickr.com/photos/jaydaley/9213954564/) and have been meaning to get back for a star trail since.
So, this was my night, with the D4 and 14-24 set on the tree and no clouds in sight I made my way back to the car for a sleep. An hour later I returned only to find that my tripod had moved!!! I'm blaming the cows but there is a possibility it could have been user error, either way - my shot was ruined. Luckily I had the D800 set up with a 16-35 on a different tripod off to the side so all was not lost - thankfully.
I know I'll go back to get my tree but here is a twisted shot of my thanking of my lucky stars to be back out with the camera and not coming away completely empty handed.
Press "L" to view this large on black and, as always, thanks for looking!
A Marine fire team with Bravo Co., 1st Battalion, 6th Marine Regiment, advances towards an enemy position after receiving simulated enemy contact during a training exercise at Camp Dwyer, Afghanistan, Jan. 2. The Marines ran a platoon attack course focused on the positive identification of targets and precision fires in order to reduce the risk of civilian causalities during future operations.
The will of water will bend any stone. The brushstrokes of causality, only humans bemoan.
True leaders may begin as lonely wanderers, heading out toward an unknown goal.
The demolition of a large section of woods had taken place to make way for a housing project, and an old, abandoned house was also being dismantled and taken to a landfill. Then everything halted for several months because it was determined that the old Mendenhall house had historical and architectural significance and was listed on a list of protected sites. Eventually it was determined that the building at that point was too far destroyed and unsafe to even restore. That too is now a causality of progress.
A lone poppy fading into the distance: gone but not forgotten. At 11am on the 11th of November, 1918 world war 1 came to an end.
Between 1914 and 1918 more than 60 million European soldiers were mobilised. There were more than 40 million causalities, of which at least 20 million civilian and military deaths were recorded.
The poppy emblem was chosen because of the poppies that bloomed across some of the worst battlefields of Flanders in World War I, their red colour an appropriate symbol for the bloodshed of trench warfare. Some people choose to wear white poppies, which emphasises a desire for peaceful alternatives to military action.
Hello my Flickr friends!!!
Red Lady and Teddy Bear were in the middle of a sewing course. Teddy Bear wanted really badly to learn how to sew… He had so many shirts without buttons !! Red Lady is very good with a needle (see yesterday’s picture). She loves to sew and can teach anyone how to sew a button for sure! So since, both of them, Red Lady and Teddy Bear, were on quarantine together (they both were in contact with Yellow Lady and Mr. Kosmo who were on a trip, but not together) it was a perfect timing and perfect activity to keep them busy.
All of a sudden, Teddy Bear heard something! It is a well know fact: bears have a great sense of hearing and can hear almost everything!! In fact, the Army thought about using them as spies during the WWII but since there have been a few causalities when trying to understand what the bear was try to tell with his roar, the project was abandoned….
Teddy Bear was hearing a very, very low noise and a very particular one : the sound of toilet paper roll flapping on the wind ! Yes, Teddy Bear was positive: somewhere, not that far from the quarantine dome, toilet paper was flapping on the wind…. like a beautiful white flag….
Without hesitation, Teddy Bear run very, very fast in the general direction of the noise! Yes, TOILET PAPER for everyone!!!! He was ecstatic!! It is not that they had no toilet paper left, but you can always stock more!! There is no such a thing as too much of toilet paper for two persons in quarantine! And even if you have too much toilet paper, you can always use it later, after all the Covid -19 panic!!
Teddy was running like crazy and he was the first in line at the store! He grabbed as many rolls as he could…not even waiting for the clerk to put all rolls on the shelf! He had a huge pile of toilet paper rolls in his tiny hands (keep in mind that the toilet paper rolls were miniature, and yes, I made them myself!!! Super easy to make and I didn’t use any toilet paper to make them!!!!) and he was about to go back to his quarantine dome but…. People in line looked very angry!! Teddy Bear got all the toilet paper there was in the store! Just few minutes after the pile was restocked… Everyone was super mad and pissed at Teddy… The situation looked very dangerous… The crowd was getting bigger and bigger and everyone was pointing fingers at Teddy Bear ….
So, without hesitation, Teddy started to run, very, very fast carrying all the rolls back to the dome and Red Lady!!!
Without any air to breath (he didn't wear his mask so he had to hold his breath for the whole time !!), he made it just in time!! The crowd was behind him and they almost got one of his paws, but Red Lady quickly closed the quarantine dome and they were safe again! Only after, Teddy Bear realized that, he lost one precious roll of toilet paper and all of his buttons he wanted so badly to sew back on his shirt….
The moral of the story: you may have all the toilet paper in the world, but you will never know what you may lose in order to get it!
Today is an orange day at Color My World Daily and we celebrate buttons at Crazy Tuesday Group. And of course, we love teddy bears at the fabulous Happy Teddy Bear Tuesday Group!!!
Those who have access to L-space - have developed three simple rules to ensure abuse is kept to a minimum:
1 Silence
2 Books must be returned by the last date stamped
3 Do not interfere with the nature of causality
With acknowledgements to Terry Pratchett.
The Cobbler (Ben Arthur) at dawn after what had been an interesting night on the hill with two friends and eh, a rubber doll!
If you've seen my last two shots of the new coastguard helicopter, then you'll know i was out with some of Arrochar MRT team. The other part of their training exercises that day was locating avalanche casualties and to do that they needed a causality!
I should have known that a wee overnight bivvy on the hill with Ed would have involved some twist!
A great night but i still wonder what the drivers that passed us on the rest and be thankful were thinking when they saw three guys carrying full size rubber doll late a night!
I screw up with this as i'd left the ISO high after doing some night shots and i only remembered to turn it down again when the dawn colours had faded :-( seems ok for the web anyway, after a wee bit of noise reduction on the sky with PS. Also used a polariser which, was a mistake for the pano as i got the band of deep blue. always learning!
it's a two shot pano
This afternoon the rain was extremely heavy as a strong wind lashed my backyard supported by thunder and lightning, all resulting in 50mm of rain in 10 minutes.
As I watched the mist forming above the bird bath, from the rain splashing down onto the bath water, my mind wandered as I recalled I read that during the Battle of Long Tan, South Vietnam in 1966, the mist in the rubber plantation at ground level was due to the heavy monsoonal rain splashing onto the accumulating ground water.
This mist was just high enough to allow some of the 105 Australians and 3 New Zealanders to lie down and hide in it as they fought off a large combined Viet Cong and North Vietnamese Army (NVA) force of some 2,500. The ANZACs had artillery support from their base at Nui Dat, 6 kilometres away
After three and a half hours of battle the enemy withdrew leaving 18 Australians and 245 Viet Cong & NVA dead. Within a couple of weeks the number of Viet Cong & NVA dead had climbed to nearly 300 as further bodies had been located however, 245 remains the official Australian figure.
In 1969 captured Vietnamese documentation is said to have listed their actual causalities from the battle of Long Tan as 878 dead and 1,500 wounded – for one reason or another the true figure will never be known.
In 1968, the Australian Unit involved in this battle, 6th Battalion Royal Australian Regiment, received a US Presidential Unit Citation as acknowledgement of their conduct at Long Tan.
Ravens-Corvus corax feeds young on nest.
Crows
When it comes to intelligence, Crows should probably be at the top of the list, or close to it. Many scientists think that corvids - the family of birds that includes crows, ravens, rooks and jays - just may be among the most intelligent animals on earth. This intelligent rating is based on their ability to solve problems, make tools as well as consider both future events and other individuals' states of mind. In addition to Crows making customize tools, they understand causality, can reason, count up to five and remember human faces. In Israel, Wild Hooded Crows actually use bread crumbs to catch fish. In Norway and Sweden they have been seen dragging fishing lines out of water to get the hooked fish. They are second only to humans in intelligence — even smarter than apes in some research tests. And what’s also impressive is that their brain-to-body weight ratio is equal to that of the great apes and cetaceans (whales, dolphins, porpoises) and just slightly lower than in humans.
By the end of 2013, the ripples of the Bakken Shale Oil Boom were turning into waves. BNSF was straining to handle the boom in oil related traffic, particularly in the motive power department. In an unexpected move, BNSF turned to the MRL for assistance in the form 1960s vintage SD45s.
My memory is a bit fuzzy (so please correct me in the following paragraphs), but at it's peak I think BNSF leased 11 MRL SD45s to help move freight. I recall that early on, three ventured past Laurel on a ballast train, with two ending up on the BNSF Morris Subdivision and the third making a trip all the way to Superior. These three were soon corralled and brought back to Montana and subsequent trips east of Laurel would happen, but were rare.
For the majority of their time leased to the BNSF, the SD45s would call Montana, the Idaho panhandle, and Eastern Washington, home. I also believe for a period, two were assigned to work the Shelby local on the ex GN Hi-Line as well. The other nine typically found their way onto BNSF junk freights. Trains KCKSPO, LAUSPO and their counterparts became well known haunts for SD45s.
Like many others, I made the Montana pilgrimage in hopes of witnessing what we thought would be "The Last Great Show" for these classic late-60's GM products. On the last day of an all-too-short Montana trip, my travel partner and I got a tip that M-LAUSPO would be running with a trio.
Here we see matched MRL 326, 318, and 351 rounding the bend at Ninemile near Huson Montana as they make their way up the Montana Rail Link's 4th Subdivision. At this point, the 326 and 318 are doing all the work; 351 was a causality on the assault of Mullan Pass, but would eventually come back to life.
Like everything in railroading, this chapter was bound to close. By early 2015, the SD45 powered road trains came to an end. While MRL still rosters four SD45s, it seems unlikely that we will ever see the SD45 revival that unfolded in 2014 again. I am incredibly grateful that I had the privilege of witnessing this Last Great Show once.
Landlady Sue REALLY wanted me to see this Tire Store.
It does have a lot of character, I'll give it that. And dirt. I'd say more, but correlation causality, right?
Are encounters just chance or are they part of synchronicity? I met this woman in an alley in a part of town where you have to be careful. I was taking pictures of an abandoned car and she was walking her dog. We struck up an easy conversation. It would have been easy to have labeled her at first glance. (I admit it...I did.) But she was so much more than I thought. Kind. Bright. A people and animal rescuer who has come upon hard times... The encounter was like a shot of adrenaline. The car itself was a shot, but this woman and our candid conversation energized me in a powerful way.
Our cameras lead us. We just need to follow. What a journey life is!
From Dictionary.com
syn·chro·nic·i·ty (sĭng'krə-nĭs'ĭ-tē, sĭn'-) Pronunciation Key
n. pl. syn·chro·nic·i·ties
2. Coincidence of events that seem to be meaningfully related, conceived in Jungian theory as an explanatory principle on the same order as causality.
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Location: Drongar
Talk about a rough landing. We sustained heavy causalities after our crash landing on Drongar, I didn’t even know if my own squad had survived it. Once I found the rest of the squad, it was time to regroup with the rest of the 316th and count our loses. We tried to get in contact with Command, but we just got static on the comlinks. We had no idea how long we would go without assistance and our food supplies were destroyed upon our crashing on the surface. It was decided that we would go search the jungle for animals and plants that we could eat until help arrived. We were told that Land Shrimp are quite common around these parts and that they would be our meal for today. We were also warned that scavenger moths also lurk about in the jungle and they wouldn’t be shy toward us. Nix and I lost our primary weapons during our difficult landing so our side arms would have to do the trick this time around. I told the squad to get their macros on and were off into the jungle.