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Ritratto Street -
“ Quant’è bella giovinezza,
che si fugge tuttavia!
Chi vuol esser lieto, sia:
del doman non v’è certezza."
(Lorenzo de’ Medici) - Volterra AD 1398
Street Portrait -
"How beautiful it is,
which flees however!
Who wants to be happy, either:
of tomorrow there is no certainty. "
(Lorenzo de ’Medici) - Volterra AD 1398
Let us salute the silence
And certainty of mountains:
Their sublime stillness,
Their dream-filled hearts
*John O Donohue*
Raising flight for 2009
Dear friends of the Flickr. Professional reasons, in this end of Year have imposibilitado visit them with the frequency that it would desire. Of Heart I thank all the visits and commentaries my works Of my part all have my applause for the presented works. Inside of the possible one I will continue postando my works and briefing, they have the certainty, I will come back visits them for my satisfaction of will be able to see vosos you work. To all kisses and Abraços Ed
Amigos queridos do Flickr.
Motivos profissionais,neste final de Ano tem imposibilitado visita-los com com a frequencia que desejaria.
De Coração agradeço a todos as visitas e comentarios a meus trabalhos
De minha parte todos tem meu aplauso pelos trabalhos apresentados.
Dentro do possivel continuarei postando meus trabalhos e breve , tenham a certeza , voltarei a visita-los para minha satisfação de puder ver vosos trabalhas.
A todos beijos e Abraços
Ed
Levantando voo para 2009
Ophrys holosericea (Orchidaceae) 120 23
Ophrys holosericea (the late spider orchid) is a species of flowering plant in the family Orchidaceae, native to western and central Europe and the Mediterranean region.
This species can be extremely difficult to identify with certainty due to the large number of new and similar species that have been (and continue to be) recognised. The situation is often further complicated by hybridisation and introgression, which often creates populations that mimic pure unrelated species, often very convincingly.
Night view from the summit of Mount Rocciamelone (3.538 m) toward the Punta Lunella (2.772 m), a mountain in the Graian Alps (Italy) whose summit here emerges from an infinite bank of thick clouds.
We can therefore approximate the altitude of the cloudscape around 2.600 meters, or so...
which means about nine hundred meters below me.
More in the distance are visible the lights of Turin (one of the largest cities in northern Italy) that lit up from beneath the mass of clouds.
Then the universe, with planet Jupiter clearly visible on the left.
One of those visions I would say out of this world.
I could not even conceive photography if released from the search of the amazing simplicity that lies in the infinite.
Where planet Earth and all our momentary certainties must give way to the immensity of the unknown universe. The bridge to the absolute, the gateway of awe.
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©Roberto Bertero, All Rights Reserved. This image is not available for use on websites, blogs or other media without the explicit written permission of the photographer.
CHORA MONASTERY
In the northwest part of the historical center of Constantinople and in a small distance from the Byzantine gate of Edirne, Chora Monastery is located. Its name comes from the use of the word “chora” (the lands/dwelling place) in the mosaic of Christ as “Chora of the Living” and in the mosaic of Panagia as “Chora of the Uncontainable” in the interior of the church.
From the old monastic complex, only the katholikon remains till today. Furthermore, we are not sure about its dedication to Christ or Panagia, or even to both of them.
Equally doubtful remains the foundation time of the monastery, since not only the years of Justinian I (527-565) have been suggested, but also the years of Heraclius (610-641). However, there is certainty that during the 12th century a grand church is being built, while in the beginning of the 14th century it is widely renovated. This was the extended renovation program, funded by the logothetes tou genikou, Theodore Metochites, who associated his name to the monument, thus sealing the greatest period in all of its history. The construction of the double narthex and the south chapel, which were decorated with mosaics and frescoes respectively, is attributed to Metochites. These works comprise the greatest expression of the Palaiologan art during the artistically rich reign of Andronicus II (1282-1328) and they are still admired by all.
On the day of the Fall of Constantinople in 1453, the monastery was one of the first religious monuments to undergo the plunder. Later, at the end of the 15th century and the beginning of the 16th century, Chora was transformed into a mosque named Kariye.
The restoration of the monument, the reveal but also the cleaning of the mosaics was made in two periods, the first one in the beginning and the second in the mid-20th century.
Chora Monastery operates from 1948 as a museum named Kariye Muzesi.
ΜΟΝΗ ΤΗΣ ΧΩΡΑΣ
Στη βορειοδυτική πλευρά του ιστορικού κέντρου της Κωνσταντινούπολης και σε μικρή απόσταση από τη βυζαντινή πύλη της Αδριανούπολης, βρίσκεται η περίφημη Μονή της Χώρας. Το όνομά της οφείλει στον προσδιορισμό των ψηφιδωτών του Χριστού ως «Χώρας των Ζώντων» και της Παναγίας ως «Χώρας του Αχωρήτου» στο εσωτερικό της.
Από το παλαιό μοναστηριακό συγκρότημα σήμερα σώζεται μόνο το καθολικό του. Ως προς την αφιέρωσή του, δεν γνωρίζουμε με βεβαιότητα αν ανήκε στο Χριστό, στην Παναγία ή και στους δύο.
Εξίσου αμφίβολος είναι και ο χρόνος ίδρυσης της μονής, που τοποθετείται είτε επί βασιλείας Ιουστινιανού (527-565), είτε στα χρόνια του Ηρακλείου (610-641). Το βέβαιο είναι πως στον 12ο αι. κτίζεται μεγαλόπρεπος ναός, ενώ στις αρχές του 14ου αι. δέχεται ριζική ανακαίνιση. Πρόκειται για το εκτεταμένο πρόγραμμα εργασιών που εκτελέστηκε με χρηματοδότηση του λογοθέτη του γενικού Θεόδωρου Μετοχίτη, ο οποίος συνέδεσε το όνομά του με αυτό το μνημείο, σφραγίζοντας την πιο λαμπρή περίοδο στην ιστορία της μονής. Σε εκείνον οφείλεται η κατασκευή του διπλού νάρθηκα και του νότιου παρεκκλησίου, τα οποία διακοσμήθηκαν με ψηφιδωτά και τοιχογραφίες αντίστοιχα. Τα έργα αυτά αποτελούν την κορυφαία έκφραση της παλαιολόγειας τέχνης της πλουσιότατης καλλιτεχνικά βασιλείας του Ανδρονίκου Β΄ (1282-1328), και αντικείμενο θαυμασμού ειδικών και μη.
Την ημέρα της άλωσης του 1453, η μονή υπήρξε μεταξύ των πρώτων εκκλησιαστικών μνημείων που δέχθηκαν τη λεηλασία. Αργότερα, στα τέλη του 15ου με αρχές του 16ου αι., η Χώρα μετατράπηκε σε τζαμί με το όνομα Kariye.
Η αναστήλωση του μνημείου, η αποκάλυψη αλλά και ο καθαρισμός των ψηφιδωτών του πραγματοποιήθηκαν σε δύο περιόδους εργασιών, την πρώτη στις αρχές και τη δεύτερη στα μέσα περίπου του 20ού αι.
Η Μονή της Χώρας λειτουργεί από το 1948 και εξής ως μουσείο, με το όνομα Kariye Muzesi.
I sat in the garden reading a book. Blanca lay sprawled within the shade of my chair. After some time, a movement in the corner of my eye caught my attention. Something small was moving and sparkling in the sunlight. It turned out to be you.
My book became unimportant and instead I watched as you crafted a new web. What a privilege it was! You started from the outside and with a calm certainty like a blind-folded magician went along an ever-tightening spiral path that you yourself don’t even have the vantage point to see. The whole thing took about 10 minutes. All the while, a blustery wind was impatiently testing your handiwork, which was not found to be wanting, and just a few minutes later the first tiny gnat fell victim to your art.
I am always happy to share my home with eight-legged neighbors, indoors and out. You’re a role model for patience, precision and planning. And sometimes when dew drops and sun beams conspire together, there aren’t many things more beautiful than the poem that is circular of a spider that is solitary.
Be the silent spinner who waits.
Claudia
THANKS FOR YOUR VISIT AND FAVES
ON THE REACTIONS I WILL TRY TO RESPOND BACK
Een hunebed of dolmen is een grafkamer uit het neolithicum (4000-3000 v.Chr.) die bestaat uit ten minste drie maar vaak (veel) meer staande draagstenen, overdekt door een (of meer) deksteen.
Hunebedden zijn volgens de gangbare theorie resten van prehistorische grafkamers. Ze zijn echter niet te beschouwen als graven in de gewone betekenis, maar eerder als knekelhuizen. Het is niet met zekerheid te zeggen dat grafsignalisatie de oorspronkelijke functie van al deze bouwwerken is geweest. Er zijn dolmens waarvan vermoed wordt dat ze enkel als heiligdom dienstdeden.
In Nederland vinden we ze nog vooral terug in Drenthe, veelal op de Hondsrug. Ze zijn gebouwd tussen 3350 en 3050 v.Chr, in de meest westelijke uitloper van het territorium van de trechterbekercultuur. In totaal zijn er daar 52 hunebedden bewaard gebleven in Nederland. In bijvoorbeeld Duitsland en Denemarken zijn nog honderden te vinden.
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A dolmen or dolmen is a burial chamber from the Neolithic period (4000-3000 BC) that consists of at least three but often (much) more standing supporting stones, covered by one (or more) capstone.
According to current theory, dolmens are the remains of prehistoric burial chambers. However, they cannot be regarded as graves in the ordinary sense, but rather as charnel houses. It cannot be said with certainty that grave signaling was the original function of all these structures. There are dolmens who are believed to have served only as shrines.
In the Netherlands we still find them mainly in Drenthe, mostly on the Hondsrug. They were built between 3350 and 3050 BC, in the westernmost spur of the funnel-beaker culture territory. A total of 52 dolmens have been preserved there in the Netherlands. Hundreds can still be found in Germany and Denmark, for example.
Le lac de Montriond (France - Haute-Savoie) est né suite à l'éboulement d'une partie de la montagne de Nantaux au Nord Ouest. Cet événement géologique non daté avec certitude (de 4500 ans à 3 ou 4 siècles !) a provoqué un barrage sur le torrent qui courait au fond de la vallée, d'où la formation du lac.
Lac de Montriond (France - Haute-Savoie) was created when part of the Nantaux mountain to the northwest collapsed. This geological event, which has not been dated with any certainty (from 4500 years to 3 or 4 centuries!), caused a dam on the torrent that ran along the valley floor, hence the formation of the lake.
in black and white you suggest; in color you state. Much can be implied by suggestion, but statement demands certainty… absolute certainty.
Paul Outerbridge
HFF! Justice Matters! No one is above the law!
camellia, 'October Affair', sarah p duke gardens, duke university, durham, north carolina
Singapore has a sensibly regulated free market economy, combined with political stability and certainty based on the rule of law. A laser sharp focus on quality education has produced an industrious and well educated work force. Singapore is probably the only country in that has graduated from being a Third World Country to a First World one within a single generation.
These attributes have attracted many international investors that have turned Singapore into a powerhouse for global business and finance.
Several leading multinational corporations have established their regional headquarters in Singapore, and announce their presence in the form of competing skyscrapers that rival any skyline found in the leading countries of the world.
For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.
—Vincent Van Gogh
Body: Maitreya
Head: Catwa Catya
Skin: Lumae, Ruby
Eyes: Mesange, First Date Eyes
Ears: Swallow, Elf Ears HD
Dress: !go, Frostina
Hair: Due, Aristas
Star field: Half Deer, Gitterfield, stars set
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise. ~ Angelou ~
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"I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream." - Vincent van Gogh
Happy Slider Sunday.
As hard as it is to catch a B32-8WH lead any of Amtrak's passenger trains, it's even harder to catch one lead its own train down the mainline. A few days ago AMTK Dash 8 #516 made a rare move from its switching terminal in Sanford up to Jacksonville to pick up five auto racks from a repair facility by Norfolk Southern's Simpson yard. I don't know when the racks were dropped off at the facility, but I think it's been one or two years since a move like this last occurred. I haven't made the effort to go on a night shoot with flashes in probably at least two years as it's usually quite the hassle and is often accompanied by equipment issues, but with the certainty and rarity of the move I had to give it a go. Here AMTK 516 is seen crossing McGirts Creek Bridge with a coach that came along to allow for higher track speed on the northbound trip and the five auto racks picked up at GBW railcar services on the southbound trip back to Sanford.
Jacksonville, FL
"For my part, I know nothing of any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me want to dream."
Vincent van Gogh
Yesterday I came back from a two-week tour through the Allgäu Alps and today I actually wanted to start showing you the pictures from the trip bit by bit.
But now, due to the enormous forest fire in my beloved Elbe Sandstone Mountains, I have decided to show a photo from there, which reflects my thoughts on it very well.
As in this photo, thick clouds are hanging over the national park at the moment. And as in the photo, it is not yet clear what I will see when the fires have been extinguished and the fog has cleared. I'm a bit afraid of my next visit and what I'll probably expect there. At the same time, I can't wait to go back there to see that much of the beauty of the landscape remains. In the end, however, the certainty remains that nature will find a way to regenerate itself. Even if that will take quite a while. And that's more of a human problem.
On this way I would also like to thank from the bottom of my heart all those who fight day and night to preserve this natural wonder.
Gestern bin ich von einer zweiwöchigen Tour durchs Allgäu zurück gekommen und wollte heute eigentlich beginnen Euch nach und nach die Bilder von der Reise zu zeigen.
Doch nun, auf Grund des enormen Waldbrandes in meinem geliebten Elbsandsteingebirge habe ich mich entschlossen, ein Foto von dort zu zeigen, welches meine Gedanken dazu sehr gut wiederspiegelt.
Wie auf diesem Foto hängen im Moment dicke Wolken über dem Nationalpark. Und wie auf dem Foto ist noch nicht ersichtlich was ich zu sehen bekomme, wenn die Brände gelöscht sind und der Nebel sich verzogen hat. Ein bisschen fürchte ich mich schon, vor meinem nächsten Besuch und dem, was mivch dort wohl erwarten wird. Gleichzeitig kann ich es kaum erwarten wieder dort hin zu fahren, um zu sehen, dass noch sehr viel von der Schönheit der Landschaft erhalten ist. Am Ende bleibt jedoch die Gewissheit, dass die Natur einen Weg finden wird, sich zu regenieren. Auch wenn das eine ganze Weile dauern wird. Und das ist dann eher ein menschliches Problem.
Auf diesem Weg möchte ich außerdem von ganzem Herzen all denen danken, die Tag und Nacht für den Erhalt dieses Naturwunders kämpfen.
more of this on my website at: www.shoot-to-catch.de
Praying to God eliminates worries and easing burdens
( ﴿وَإِذَا سَأَلَكَ عِبَادِي عَنِّي فَإِنِّي قَرِيبٌ أُجِيبُ دَعْوَةَ الدَّاعِ إِذَا دَعَانِ فَلْيَسْتَجِيبُوا لِي وَلْيُؤْمِنُوا بِي لَعَلَّهُم يَرْشُدُونَ )
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Of God's mercy to us asked us to resort to it, and better Acf Oppose him alone, and told us that he listens and responds near Seer, when flying How to God be a near certainty that the Lord and that He listens and responds and heard the noise of voices in different languages to sophisticated issues, the demands and needs
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As a race, we have been society building for millennia,
the freedoms for which, have, at times, relied on the great sacrifice of others,
I have been freely visiting Wigan since child hood, satisfying my railway enthusiasm,
With "Anzac" day approaching, on the 25th April, and from comments by a fellow Flickr-ite, rail enthusiast and friend, i was mindful to produce a tribute in some way or another, ( i'm sorry if the image doesn't match expectation), but a "train" of thought was triggered when i saw this Ad and the women around it......
they had the unenviable task of waiting.... and hoping...
while their men went through atrocities and the torment of uncertainty.....
From which, we have more certainty in the "here today", "here tomorrow" of this Ad for a Building Society.
NB;-
The back ground or base image, is a of a Mural, one of two, at the main exit at Liverpool's Lime Street station,
The lower or foreground image, is an image taken on a recent visit to Wigan's North Western station, this is the scene that set my cogs whirring......
It is impossible to know with certainty, but it is believed that as many as 400,000, between gladiators, slaves, convicts, prisoners, and myriad other entertainers, perished in the Colosseum over the 350 or so years during which it was used for human bloodsports and spectacles. Estimated to be millions of animals.
Is not precisely the whole course of centuries needed in order for our gaze to accustom itself to the light?… I am prepared to press on to the end along a path on which each step makes me more certain, toward horizons that are ever more shrouded in mist. (CE, 132)
-Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
Only he who has fought bravely and been victorious in the struggle against the spurious security and strength and attraction of the past can attain to the firm and blissful experiential certainty that the more we lose all foothold in the darkness and instability of the future, the more deeply we penetrate into God. (HU, 136)
-Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
The more I prayed, the more deeply did God materialize for me in a reality that was at once spiritual and tangible. In that reality, the great synthesis was beginning to be effected in which my life would be summed up: the synthesis of the above with the ahead. (HM, 44)
-Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
" Condemnation without investigation is the height of ignorance." -Albert Einstein,
"Here and no further" is a quote from David Icke in concerns to the so called Alternative Media, it is much toward the truth that we live in a world of information, that goes deeper and deeper and deeper, but so often, the likes of Paul Joseph Watson, Russel Brand, Joe Rogan, barely scratch the surface toward what's really going on in the world, what's behind it and why.
Now, before anyone says, oh my god you believe in all that conspiracy crazy shit and politely inquire as to the location of my tin foil hat, well, this is my reply to that...
When it comes to the question of "Belief", I have a simple philosophy, I believe nothing, absolutely none of it, at least not to the point of absolute certainty, you be 98.9% certain that you can have truck this information, this data, what have you; but from that 98.9% always retain a 1.1% seed of doubt, as that will germinate into further inquiry, which leads to further answers, from that, extrapolate furtherance of the Rabbit Hole that you go, to greater information, experience and above all else, wisdom.
With all that said, do the bloody research, a black out / Black Swan Event is coming, you need to be prepared. If you live in a capital city, well, try to get out of it, however, you need to store food, buy a means to cook food without electricity, buy weapons, store water, locate a means of sanitation, hygiene and defence.
I hope everyone is well and so as always, thank you! :)
Luminous mind, bright devil
of absolute clusterings, of upright noon---:
here we are at last, alone, without loneliness,
far from the savage city's delirium.
Just as a pure line describes the dove's curve,
as the fire honors and nourishes peace,
so you and I made this heavenly outcome.
The mind and love live naked in this house.
Furious dreams, rivers of bitter certainty,
decisions harder than the dreams of a hammer
flowed into the lovers' double cup,
until those twins were lifted into balance
on the scale: the mind and love, like two wings.
---So this transparency was built.
Pablo Neruda
It looked a racing certainty that there would be mist/fog at Loch Droma this morning and though Iain was otherwise deployed, I managed to persuade Rob to join me for an 0500 start to make the sunrise. Arriving at Loch Droma was an initial disappointment in that there was no sign of the forecast mist and much of the water was rippled. However, that early disappointment was soon forgotten as the breeze quickly dropped and the sky above An Teallach to the west took on a lovely pink hue prior to sun-up.
"Son, can you play me a memory?
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes"
-- Billy Joel, Piano Man
A sad and sweet last image from my visit to Buffalo New York. I unexpectedly came across this tree swing in a park near from Silo City. A bit of hope amongst the ruins; only absent a child to provide the certainty of a future for American industry.
I hate what I see. I'm angry. Don't listen to London anymore. Refuse to be a mere appendix to 'market forces'. Don't want to constantly reconstruct my identity and my life in line with 'globalisation'. Don't want to be a looser all the time. Who is going to tell me what I want to hear? Tell me who I truly am? Give me certainty, and a purpose! Give me a hammer, and I will kick them! I will believe and follow you, destruction or not. Hate is my capital.
ALTAMURA "AGGIE" . BENTO
mareagrau.blogspot.it/2016/12/vorrei-i-wish.html
"I wish that in moments of despair do not even think you envy the happiness of others, the luck, the successes of others, the certainties, the results, the lights in the houses of others" (cit.)
‘hope is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out.’
-Václav Havel, the playwright and former President of the Czech Republic
Sly face with the maliciously winking eyes of a street light at night, guarding your home which offers cosy comfort in exchange for limitless and formless liberty. Gleaming with the evil and self-assured certainty that there is in fact little room for any choice.
I'm sorta kinda somewhat sure on the ID of this female meadowhawk. With a couple of exceptions, meadowhawks are notoriously difficult to ID with certainty. Photographed in Brice Prairie, La Crosse County, Wisconsin.
Nizhny Novgorod Oblast, Russia.
It cannot be said with complete certainty, but it is claimed that Diveevo is the only village in Russia that has its own well-maintained embankment. Not every large city on a river has such a promenade. A special feature of Diveevo and the Vichkinsa River is that the promenade offers a picturesque view of the Serafimo-Diveevsky Monastery, one of the most beautiful in Russia.
Нельзя быть полностью уверенным, но утверждается, что Дивеево — единственное село России, у которого есть своя благоустроенная набережная. Далеко не у каждого крупного города на реке есть такая набережная. Особенность Дивеево и реки Вичкинза - с набережной открывается живописный вид на Серафимо-Дивеевский монастырь, один из самых красивых в России.
"Reality and fantasy are like two boats sailing side by side towards the unknown, in a sea where doubts and certainties are confused and equivalent until midnight, the hour when the magic runs out, everything disappears into thin air and Cinderella's carriage returns to being a pumpkin."
I take a step forward to sincerely and firmly thank all the people who, in some way, connected with the intention behind
ꜱʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ.
This project was not born from pretension. It was born from a genuine search to create a space where we could ᴇᴍʙʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴇxᴘʀᴇꜱꜱ ᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟᴠᴇꜱ ꜰʀᴇᴇʟʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪᴢᴇ ᴏᴜʀ
ᴠᴜʟɴᴇʀᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ.
A search that led me to experiment and learn, with the intention of building something meaningful from both the personal and the collective.
In parallel to this process, I have been part of a training that I am about to complete in my real life.
Without going into those details, I can say that I offered myself as my own experiment: I took the leap, exposed myself, and tried a way of doing things that ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴀʟʟʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ.
I did so knowing that there were aspects I did not fully master. I acted more from ɪɴᴛᴜɪᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀɴ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴᴛʏ.
And that intersection—between creative impulse, deep intention, and a shared space—was, above all, ꜱᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ʀᴇᴠᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ.
I am learning to manage communication through these media and to channel it toward an objective or proposal—something connected to my training.
Keeping the essence alive was an exercise in balancing the idea, what I felt, and what I managed to express.
A true breeding ground, a challenge.
If some people felt that the approach blurred their own creative codes, it was never my intention;
I understand it may have been perceived that way, and from a place of honesty, I offer an apology—not for what I did, but for how it may have been interpreted.
Taking risks ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴍᴇᴀɴꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴏᴏᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ, especially when diverse perspectives come together and one is in a personal learning process.
ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ʜᴀꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ɪᴛ—ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ, ɪ ᴀꜱꜱᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ, ʟᴀᴅɪᴇꜱ.
I close this cycle with the certainty that growth involves facing discomforts, even our own.
Thanks again to everyone for being part of it, for pausing, observing what I said and did, engaging with the idea, and thus allowing me—and us—to move forward, mistakes and failures included.
A journey that led me to meet ᴀ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴠᴜʟɴᴇʀᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ, ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀꜱᴋɪɴɢ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴀɢᴏɴɪꜱᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ ᴘᴜʀᴘᴏꜱᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ: ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀᴛʜ ɪꜱ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴘᴀᴛʜ.
ꜱʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ behind ꜱʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ. has been nothing other than a ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴏꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ.
ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱᴜꜱᴛᴀɪɴɪɴɢ, ᴛʀᴀɴꜱꜰᴏʀᴍɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴʜᴀʙɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴘᴀᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ.
ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟ ɢʀᴀᴛɪᴛᴜᴅᴇ, ᴇꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴡᴏᴍᴇɴ.🌷✨
ʙᴇ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ
The city hums beneath her feet, a low, electric murmur that once felt like home but now thrums with the pull of something else, something wilder, untamed. She stands at the edge of a decision, the weight of it pressing against her ribs like a second heartbeat. The wind tugs at the hem of her coat, impatient, whispering in her ear. She exhales, slow and steady, and lets the moment stretch, feeling the sharp thrill of the unknown coil in her stomach. Fear is there, of course - it always is - but she wears it like an accessory, like a shade of lipstick that dares the world to look twice.
She glances once over her shoulder - not out of doubt, but acknowledgment. Of the version of herself she is about to leave, the city that cradled her in certainty, the roads she once walked without question. Then, with a smirk only she understands, she steps forward, in a whole different place. The air shifts. The moment breaks open. And just like that, she is in motion - toward the life that has been waiting for her all along.
Forward is the way.
“For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.” – Vincent Van Gogh
Taken at Tranquility Base Marina
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Kygo-Someday w/Zac Brown
...δε μας κινούσε η αλαζονεία, μήτε η απλοϊκή βεβαιότητα πως θα σταθεί μια μέρα η κορφή και θα τη φτάσουμε· μήτε κι αν τη φτάναμε, πώς θα βρούμε εκεί απάνω την ευτυχία, τη σωτηρία και τον Παράδεισο· ανεβαίναμε, γιατί ευτυχία, σωτηρία και Παράδεισος για μας ήταν η ανάβαση...Νίκος Καζαντζάκης
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Gardenitsa with Kritharia top (1982 m.)
...we were not moved by arrogance, nor by the simplistic certainty that one day the top will stand and we will reach it; nor even if we reached it, how would we find happiness, salvation and Paradise up there; we were climbing, because happiness, salvation and Paradise for us was the climb...Nikos Kazantzakis
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... It is covered with dead leaves and I don't know where it leads - I can barely remember whence it comes, indeed. Veils of thick mist are concealing the landscape - if there really is one beyond the narrow limits of my vision - and my mind is wandering freely into this mysterious translucence. Memories come to the surface of my soul and float there like fallen leaves on the calm water of the river. Yes, there should be a river here, just beyond the fading trees - but no, there is nothing but a milky nothingness and a deafining silence. The track is waiting for my weary steps, with its promises of unknown lands. My only certainty is the feeling of the damp ground under my boots - there still is a center, after all. The track is waiting for me - it is calling for me to leave my footprints upon it, a new chapter of the tale.
Maybe the track ends just there, and the glowing mist marks the outer boundaries of the world - maybe there is nothing beyond that misty walls.
Then, suddenly, a swash shattered the deep silence - a moorhen plunging herself into the water to fish? And a bird's call. I awakened as from a dream. Life was still teeming all around me, just beyond the veils of mist. So I gathered myself together and set forth toward my unknown destination, whatever it would be.
I have obtained this picture by blending an exposure bracketing [-2.0/0/+2.0 EV] by luminosity masks in the Gimp.
A page from Lake's book:
There are so many adages written about life, death, and the importance of our time on this earth.
One thing we all know for certainty is that we are born with a physical expiration date.
However, I'm one who believes that the divine energy that sustains our souls never dies. It continues to ascend and travel into other dimensions.
On the sixth of August, 2024, a very good friend of mine passed away. He was young, full of life, and he died prematurely and unexpectedly. It took a few days for this news to knock on my door. I used to feel extreme sadness at the passing of a loved one. And while it still weighs heavily on my heart, my belief in going to a better world when we die is unshakable, and that gives me strength. Did I cry for the loss of my good friend? Yes. Did I raise a glass and wish him glorious travels to his next dimension? Heck yes!
David, thank you for all our conversations about life, sports, relationships and the world. You were a true gentleman, a caring man. Your jovial personality and your shining smile were like magnets. You were one heck of a sportsman. I will miss seeing you play hockey.
One last goal for you, my friend.
I will see you again.
Peaceful travels.
Squirrel view from the west, appr 200m distance.
Sun -9.
The Cathedral of Linköping is the second biggest church in Sweden, and is 110 m long and 107m in height.
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Year 1153 was the stone church with certainty completed, which emerges from the documents of the Church Council in the same year, it was then a Romanesque basilica and about half as large as today.
"Creativity requires the courage to let go of certainties."
Erich Fromm
The national park "Plidvic" in northern Croatia has spectacular views throughout all seasons.
Here a shot from Autumn. Reworked to abstraction because of the motive.
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This photo is from 2016. A fierce wind was blowing from the north (left) and this little skunk was digging for Pacific mole crabs at low tide. They are about the size and shape of a grape, and they burrow into the sand. Blanca used to sniff them out too and would eat them sometimes.
This was the only time I ever saw a skunk on the beach. However, in this encounter I was able to confirm with 100% certainty that the fresh tracks I see all over the beach almost daily are indeed skunk tracks! Normally they are out at night, though.
Mouche appartenant à la famille Rhinophoridae et de genre Stevenia, mais sans certitude.
Fly belonging to the family Rhinophoridae and of genus Stevenia, but without certainty.
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Il n’y a pas de forces plus puissantes chez l’humain que la quête... la quête d’une certitude à être confirmée ou son contraire, la quête motivée par le doute. Ceux qui cherchent des certitudes sont souvent attirés par des réponses simples, des solutions rapides. On dit d’eux qu’avec un peu de chances, ils peuvent vivre heureux. À l’opposé, ceux que le doute motive s’engagent souvent dans des réflexions profondes, difficiles, déstabilisantes, sans fin. Avec un peu de chances, ce doute les pousse en avant. Et nous tous avec eux. (Patrice)
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There is no more powerful forces in humans than the quest ... the quest for certainty to be confirmed or to the opposite, the quest motivated by the doubt. Those looking for certainties are often attracted by simple answers, quick fixes. It is said of them that with a little luck, they can live happily. In contrast, those who doubt must commit themselves into a deep, difficult and endless thought. With a little luck, this will probably push them forward. And all of us with them. (Patrice)