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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.

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 of any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me want to dream."

 

Vincent van Gogh

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

 

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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

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.

 

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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

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.

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" 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.

ALTAMURA "AGGIE" . BENTO

 

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"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

♫🎶♬ SONG ♫🎶♬

 

...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.

 

R.I.P.

  

Death and taxes are the only certainties in life, so make the most of each day :@)

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.

A triptych of 1579-1581 Dundas Street West

Leaf is life and life is to leave

Live to leave and firmly believe

There is purpose and real aim

Life is really worth to claim

 

Why leaves look so beautiful?

Hang on tree as very faithful

Real bond to last permanent and forever

Even if existed no danger

 

Even though for short span?

Must have life utility plan

To live successfully

Merrily and happily

 

If not then it is burden

May end anytime or all of sudden

It may be deemed as wasted birth

Life is uncertain but certainty is death

 

hasmukh amathalal

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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)

Come, Gentle Night · Abel Korzeniowski

 

Entrer dans cette question à pas feutrés.. pour en débusquer le tenant, sûrement qu'elle restera en suspend encore longtemps.

Ce qui est certain n'a pas un goût d'absolu, je prends la certitude comme un vêtement dans lequel je vais me glisser un instant pour couvrir mes blessures, ensuite je l'enlèverai car une blessure couverte ne peut pas guérir vraiment.

La certitude n'est pas l'ennemie du doute, mais ils essayent de ne pas se cotoyer, ils s'évitent, se dansant autour, parfois se narguant.

L'un venant ébrécher l'autre, parfois sans pitié aucune.

Mon grand héro dans l'histoire reste le doute quand il est bordé de certitude, quand ils peuvent cohabiter un certain temps, en lisière, sans se dévorer c'est ce moment que je voudrais ne jamais voir se terminer..

Nadej (en vadrouille mentale :)

©dragonflydreams88

 

For my part I know nothing with any certainty,

but the sight of the stars makes me dream.

- Vincent Van Gogh

Confusing flycatcher of montane forest. It has olive-gray upperparts, pale yellow underparts, white wingbars, and a small crest that is usually held flat. When crest is raised, it may show some white. Very similar to White-crested Elaenia, but usually brighter yellow on the belly and may show a more conspicuous eyering. Birds in worn plumage may not be identifiable with certainty. Its most common vocalizations, which include clear whistles and burry calls, are similar to those of other elaenias. (eBird)

 

Manu National Park, Peru. October 2018.

« The history of Paris teaches us that beauty is a by-product of danger, that liberty is at best a consequence of neglect, that wisdom is entwined with decay. Any Paris of the future that is neither a frozen artifact nor an inhibited holding company will perforce involve fear, dirt, sloth, ruin, and accident. It will entail the continual experience of uncertainty, because the only certainty is death. »

 

Luc Sante, The Other Paris, 2015.

Mt Taranaki at sunset as viewed from the Mangatepopo valley.

"Green meadows, wildernesses,

You will lose the beauty."

Ruggiero, in Handel's opera "Alcina". It is a strange text. In spite of life's alchemy and magic, and even love, it turns out that oblivion is the only certainty we have got. Who would have thought that opera can be subversive? Fuji X-E3 plus portrait lens.

♬... L'Appuntamento/The appointment at 7 Via Luigi

 

I’ve Been Mistaken So Many Times

By Now That I Already Know

that Today its Almost A Certainty

I’ve Been Wrong About You But Once More

that You Can Change My Life…

 

to Accept This Strange Appointment

has Been A Madness!

I Am Sad Among The People

that You Are Passing By Me

but The Nostalgia Of Seeing You Again

it Is Stronger Than Weeping:

this Sun Shines On On My Face

a Sign Of Hope.

 

I Am Waiting When Suddenly

you Appear In A Distance!

love, Make It Soon, I Don’t Resist…

if You Don’t Come, I Don’t Exist

I Don’t Exist, I Don’t Exist…

and The Time Has Passed And It’s Raining

but Only To Wait

 

it Doesn’t Concern Me What The World Thinks

I Don’t Want To Go.

I Look Inside Myself And I Wonder

but I Don’t Feel Anything;

I Only Have is Hope

lost Among The People.

 

love Is You Already Late And I Don’t Resist…

if You Don’t Come I Don’t Exist

I Don’t Exist, I Don’t Exist…

lights, Cars, Showcases, Roads

everything Seems So Confusing

my Shadow Has Gotten Tired Of Following Me

the Day Dies Slowly.

it Doesn’t Befit Me To Return To My House

to My Sad Life

 

this Life That I Wanted To Give To You

you Have Crumbled Between The Fingers.

love Pardons But I Don’t Resist…

forever, I Don’t Exist Now

I Don’t Exist, I Don’t Exist..

For a while Megan had been dropping big hints that she wanted to hike the Yorkshire Three Peaks. It's a long day out that involves just short of 26 miles of hill walking and over 5,200 feet of ascent. As a result there is no certainty over how long the hike will take and where you will be at any one time.

 

The butty stop couldn't have been timed any better as Flying Scotsman passed by over the viaduct at Ribblehead no more than five minutes after we took our break. If I had have had a little more time I would have made my way to the other side of the viaduct to get the sunny side, but you can't have everything.

 

Plover Hill forms the backdrop with Ingleborough out of sight to the right.

these two entities, in their short life, take care of the survival of our planet. the common but, not wrong phrase, the day the bees die, the planet will not exist with life, as we know it, much longer, is a certainty.

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