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Situada en la Plaza de Aragón, al final del Paseo de la Indepenencia, El Justicia es una de las principales señas de identidad de Aragón.
La figura del Justicia de Aragón nació a finales del siglo XII e inicios del XIII como mediador y moderador en las pugnas y diferencias entre el Rey y la Nobleza de la época. Después del Rey, era el Justiciazgo la institución más importante y prestigiosas de la organización política del Reino de Aragón. Con el paso del tiempo, el Justicia se convertiría en juez encargado de dirimir los conflictos entre la monarquía y los ciudadanos.
Durante siglos presidió las Cortes de Aragón en ausencia del Rey, tomó juramento a todos los Reyes de Aragón en la Catedral de La Seo de Zaragoza, desempeñó las funciones de un Magistrado y asumió la interpretación del Derecho Aragonés.
Pero su función más importante y prestigiosa era recordar a quien gobernaba que las leyes las debían de cumplir todos, empezando por el que las promulgaba. Y así, ya en el juramento de los Reyes de Aragón decía: 'Te hacemos Rey si cumples nuestros Fueros y los haces cumplir, si no, no'
Esta Institución sufrió diversos avatares por defender las leyes y soportó represalias transcendentales en diversos momentos de la Historia. Los más tristes fueron los hechos conocidos como las Alteraciones de 1591. Estas revueltas ciudadanas acabaron con la decapitación de Don Juan de Lanuza, el Mozo, por enfrentarse a la voluntad del rey de España, Felipe II, que había penetrado en Aragón con sus ejércitos, contrariando fueros que el mismo rey había firmado y se había obligado a respetar. Otro rey de España, Felipe V de Borbón, suprimió la figura del Justicia en el año 1711.
La figura del Justicia de Aragón reapareció en 1982 recogida en el Estatuto de Autonomía de Aragón y amparada por la Constitución de 1978. El Justicia es la tercera autoridad de la Comunidad Autónoma, junto al Presidente de la Diputación General de Aragón y al presidente de las Cortes.
Off I-90 near Snoqualmie Pass in Washington is Keechelus Lake, a natural lake that has an earth dam on its eastern shore that was built in the early 1900's to control the flow of water going into the Yakima River, which is a tributary to the Columbia River. Most of what I could find online seems to speculate that the trees on the western (note: There's actually stumps all around the lake, but the majority are on the western side.) side of the lake were cut down, rather than have them die when the dammed lake is full of water. Apparently the cold water over so many years has preserved, or petrified the stumps. I think they're beautiful, and yet somewhat disturbing at the same time. I've been wanting to photograph them for several years, so my last time through the area I parked and took some pictures. I'll be posting a closer view of the stumps sometime soon. For now here's a shot of the western stump area, the lake isn't shown, but is out of the frame to the left.
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A Short-eared Owl and a Kestrel clashing over territory.
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Jackson Pollock might have been proud of what a turbulent conflictive sea produced with a small heart in the middle.
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It was freezing cold outside and Dieu (the model) did a real great job. We used a McDonald's tray to throw the flour at him. What a mess ;)
Strobist: 580EXII in softbox from camera right on 3/4 power
580EXII from camera left at 1/4 power.
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A little background information: Only during the shoot we found out that the background is a police building.
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The lion (Panthera leo) is a species in the cat family (Felidae). The lion is sexually dimorphic; males are larger than females with a typical weight range of 150 to 250 kg (331 to 551 lb) for the former and 120 to 182 kg (265 to 401 lb) for the latter. Male lions have a prominent mane, which is the most recognisable feature of the species.
A lion pride consists of a few adult males, related females and cubs. Groups of female lions typically hunt together, preying mostly on large ungulates. The species is an apex and keystone predator, although they scavenge when opportunities occur.
Typically, the lion inhabits grasslands and savannas but is absent in dense forests. It is usually more diurnal than other big cats, but when persecuted it adapts to being active at night and at twilight.
It has been listed as Vulnerable on the IUCN Red List since 1996 because populations in African countries have declined by about 43% since the early 1990s. Habitat loss and conflicts with humans are the greatest causes for concern. - Source Wikipedia
It’s believed that between the 15th and 18th centuries, Easter Island suffered an overpopulation crisis that caused shortages and conflicts between the 12 island tribes. The obsession of building bigger and bigger moai statues was one of the main causes of deforestation and food scarcity. These problems led to a fall in the belief of the moai’s power and their construction was not only abandoned, but some were even torn down from their ahus.
Abandonded hotel in Croatia - The Grand Hotel. Built in 1919 it was part of the "Army" resort of Kupari just south of Dubrovnik. The whole resort was looted and then phosphorus bombed during the Homeland War of Independence and has been abandonded ever since.
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This is an image photographed by my friend Michael Williams and I thought unusual enough to be displayed. After looking at many images in this sequence, this knock down drag out conflict was obviously about dominance with mating as the end result. You have to admire the way their feathers bristle showing their high state of excitement.
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Part 4/6 of the Nuclear photoseries with Vitani!
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I just finished reading the second book written by a dear Flickr friend, Paul Fraser.
His first book "Mark's Garden" is a heart touching memoire.
Strange Conflicts is a fictional story inspired by the author's real life experiences. It tells the story of a father's devotion to his son who suffers from autism and severe epilepsy. When the son's seizures become overwhelming, the story shifts into a different and painless world where new adventures await.
not one of my best shots but showing how fearless the oyster catchers are sending the much larger marsh harrier on its way
Boy & Erik Stappaerts, 2 Conflict Paintings + Color Method in 7 Layers, in Koninklijk Museum voor Schone Kunsten Antwerpen
“Desearía que se desarrollara en todos los pueblos un consciente sentido de paz y el sentimiento de solidaridad humana, que puedan abrir nuevas relaciones de respeto e igualdad para el próximo milenio, que deberá ser de fraternidad y no de conflictos cruentos.”
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The city is cutting the wildflowers at the Delores Fenwick Nature Center in Pearland, Texas, while photographers are sighting the rookery in Spring nesting season.
With no confliction I summon the dark ones 👿
I DEMAND you with vengeance - Come to me you fucking demons and beasts…. I am not afraid, you cannot hurt me, you cannot break what is already broken! I am ready, eagerly here waiting for your arrival, bowing gracefully in your presence welcoming and greeting you with open arms honoring my commitment, offering myself freely without resistance so do as you must - UNRESTRAINED
Torment my disdain soul, taunt my spirit and demented mind as I am a sinner for I could not protect nor save him.... Thirstily torture me with lustful sadistic desires – Suspend me with chains and hooks through my skull, ears, eyes, nose, cheeks and dermis...
Lacerate, stab, beat, choke, bite, scratch, pick, gouge, lash, feed off and burn blistering my organic flesh leaving only bone as the flaming lipids drip quenching Gaîa as I deserve it then dribble toxic corrosive cocktails from your mouth into my open wounds off your tongue…. Watch me in delight as I wallow in my hallucinations, delusions, distortions, noise, insanity and numbness contemplating while drowning in my failures…. I can take it, I will OWN it, you will not see me quiver nor flinch.... I will unconditionally beseech for more each and every time you swipe inflicting on me OVER and OVER and OVER again
Swipe taking your best shots with full force and no holding back as I will come searching for, hunting you in the dark whispers of a celestial night standing in the shadows at the very gates of hell where I announce my presence with wailing GRROWWLLLZ while making my way through the labyrinth crawling on my bleeding cursed hands and knees dragging my persecuted feet in shame to the depths of your lair where time stands still for eternity unleashing my wrath.... Corners pinning you down into the deep gritty earth of consumed souls with my foot as I tare your fucking tail off with my bare hands shoving it down your throat feeding it to you whole, allowing you to breathe solely through your nostrils while taking in overwhelming contentment watching you wide eyed with dilated pupils as you gag, splatter and choke…. Slowly peeling the scales off your body one by one with my fingernails watching in amusement as they weep.... Using your horns as reins while chewing through your thoracic anatomy with clotted blood dribbling down my face, neck and all over my torso as my GRROWWLLLZ echo off the chamber walls and throughout the labyrinth while looking deep into your soul through the window of your besieged eyes begging me for redemption as I drink in sacrifice warm foaming blood with every last heartbeat from your squirting aorta punishing you for all my failures and sins if you fail your calling and duty
Revive me each time when I fade to die as there is no glory in death without a journey full of suffering and pain, I seek retribution and wish to have consciousness while relishing in your inflictions 🔪🔪🔪 upon me
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From time to time I go back to my Central Asia pictures. I still have so many nice shots from that wonderful journey that I made in 2019. This image was taken in Baku at the Heydar Aliyev Cultural Center. An impressive piece of architecture.
I also have a nice panorama of this building, but I chose this one since it shows the contrast between modern day life in big cities and the natural environment that is every where under big pressure of our ever growing human population.
In my travels I have seen so much destruction that I am very pessimistic about the future of mankind. Our ever growing hunger for metals will demolish large parts of the world, and that is only one of the many threats to the natural environment, that world that I really love.
20 September 2019 I came back from my journey over a part of the Silk Road to and through Central Asia. 4 months of traveling through 14 countries (Germany, Austria, Hungary, Romania, Turkey, Georgia, Azerbaijan, Kazakhstan, Kirgizstan, Tajikistan, Uzbekistan, Turkmenistan, Iran) before I flew home from Teheran. An impressive journey in countries that are extremely beautiful, with lovely and welcoming people and diverse cultures and history.
Intense traveling with more than 20000 kilometers in our mobile home on sometimes roads that hardly could be called that way. We saw many villages and cities (some wonderful, others very ugly), countries that are transforming from the old Soviet era into something more related to older cultures and the way people live, often funded by oil readily available around the Caspian sea. We saw the amazing mountains south of the Black Sea, the wonderful Caucasus, and the high mountains in the far east close to China with peaks over 7000 meter, and not to forget the (Bulgarian) Alps!
We crossed the great steppe of Kazakhstan. a drive of at least 5000 km, the remnants of lake Aral, once one of the biggest lakes of the world, saw a rocket launch from Baikonur (this little part is Russian owned), we crossed many high mountains passes, and drove the breathtaking canyon that comes from the Pamir, beginning at ca 4500 meter, and going down for ca. 400km to an altitude of 1300 meter, driving for 100's of kilometers along the Afghan border.
And then the numerous lakes with all sorts of different colors from deep cobalt blue to turquoise, and one rare spectacle in Turkmenistan where a gas crater is burning already for more than 40 years. And finally and certainly not the least to mention an enormous amount of wonderful, hospitable and welcoming people. The woman often dressed in wonderful dresses, and bringing a lot of color in the streets of almost of all countries we visited.
It will be difficult for you to believe that this is one of the most militarized zone in the world ! Where two nuclear power nations are locked in decades old conflict ! Here in Gurez valley India - Pakistan looks eye ball to eye ball !
"Sirji you are within enemy range , they are watching your movement . After eight pm do not venture out , Ambush laaga hai !" Hand finds the cold of steel ; seeking vain reassurance !
"Every bullet has a name written on it ; if your name is there, it will find you ! We can retaliate but we can't save you Sirji !" Life is too fragile in conflict zone !