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i thought it was interestingg
okay so i was tagged and i think im suppose to put like 10 facts about me
post a pic and list 10 random things about yourself.
tag the person who tagged you , then tag 10 people to your photo to keep it going"
ohkayy so here it goes
1.i dont know how to cook so when im at home i make either pasta or heat up fried rice.
2.i am afraid of sinks in public bathroom, not sure whyy but they just gross me out
3.i buy mostly ALL of my clothes at Forever 21
4.i have only had 3 boyfriends ever[well i dated the same one 3 times lol]
5.teen vogue is what inspired me to try photographyy and i get super excited every month to just look at the pictures in the backk ;P
6.i have never done drugs or have been drunk
7.i love running[varsity xc yahhh] because it gives me a chance to clear my head.
8.i love to listen to music and jump on the trampoline at night.
9.i like to pretend that im in a movie about my life[ lol dumb and silly but whateverr]
10.i love to drive around even if its in my parents minivan lol
well im putting 11 haha
11.i have been very self consious about my legs but this year i feel better about myself and good about my body >:]
sooo howd i do? lol jkjk
“Great riad, great location, highly recommend this place”
We had a 2 night break at this riad, it was all organised Oliver (the owner) whilst we were in Marrakech staying at his other riad (riad dar najat). This riad is so nice, it is in a very peaceful part of the medina, it is far away from any noise but close enough to the shops and all of the main attractions.
Essaouira is known as the sleepy coastal town, the name is so true as everything is so peaceful and relaxing here. The people of the medina are so friendly, everything is cheap and the food is great.
Our room had a double bed and had a private bathroom, it also had a flat screen tv and free WIFI. We also had our own private lounge which was a nice touch. There were 2 kitchens at the riad and we could use any of the facilities as we wanted. The riad has a lovely roof terrace were you can relax and watch the sun go down over the Atlantic Ocean.
We tried out the quad biking in Essaouira, we used Palmaquad and we would recommend them as they were very safety consious and had new quad bikes.
We loved Riad Bab Essaoira and will be returning there on our next visit to Essaouira.
Many of my pictures explore people and their lives
Photographing Indian villagers is an extraordinary experience: they meet your eye with indoviduality, not fear and self-consiousness about "how they look".
Well, as you can see our weekend get away turned into a weekend nightmare that's going to last months. We went to Sierra Nevada on Thursday planning on spending a couple days on the slopes, and then heading home, but on the first day about two hours into it Brad went off a jump that he hadn't quite judged right and ended up 20 feet in the air and sideways. When he regained consiousness, emergency services was on the scene and hauling him off the mountain. Since Brad is an epic level boarder we NEVER board together, so I didn't find out where he was until he was two hours late meeting me a the car, and I called the cops to report him missing! His injuries chalk up to 1 fractured pelvis, 1 dislocated hip, and 4 or 5 broken ribs. He will probably be in traction for upwards of 4 weeks.
Not the weekend/month/rest of the year we had planned, but life comes at you fast, so you just gotta deal. The next big thing we are waiting on is his release from the ICU and then his transfer closer to home. Stay tuned as his journey unfolds. I guess I can do weekly rehab pictures of brad as I do weekly belly shots when the baby starts to show! What a life this is....
Canon 40D, standard 28-105mm zoom lens.
Award winning image.
Washing clothes is an important female activity, carried out in available water - village lakes, stand pipes, rivers. This young woman was one of dozens by the village lake in rural Rajasthan.
Many of my pictures explore people and their lives
Photographing Indian villagers is an extraordinary experience: they meet your eye with indoviduality, not fear and self-consiousness about "how they look".
Exhibited by the RPS
Award winning image.
Washing clothes is an important female activity, carried out in available water - village lakes, stand pipes, rivers. This young woman was one of dozens by the village lake in rural Rajasthan
Many of my pictures explore people and their lives
Photographing Indian villagers is an extraordinary experience: they meet your eye with indoviduality, not fear and self-consiousness about "how they look".
Exhibited by the RPS
Be My Shaman
Be my shaman-
my mystical magical
dream weaver.
Interpret my dreams,
consious and beyond that realm.
Show me how to read
my own dreaming
storys.
Initiate me
into the ancient knowledge
that your ancestors posess,
so that
I can hear the bowl sing,
so that I can gracefully
walk this earth,
bend my body,
clear my space
of clutter-
my mind
of fearful thought.
Be my shaman-
So that I can teach others-
So I can find my luminosity
and
unveil the secret.
I watch you-
your gestures-
the mudras
your hands create-
the flow of your elegance-
your proud stature-
the rapture of your dance...
I want to know
how to join
you in this
magical passage....
Be my shaman
and
teach me
how to take me there
1. A state of Contrast, 2. Viewing the possibilities, 3. Sunny Yellow for a Happy Day !!, 4. Perfection, 5. Love is a canvas, 6. Before the Storm, 7. Consious of Beauty, 8. Dancing in the Sun ! Redux,
9. * Whirligig *, 10. Richly colored, 11. Rose, Rosa, Beauty, 12. Poetical, 13. To Blossom, 14. Miracle and Mystery, 15. Love More, 16. The coming of night,
17. Flamboyant, 18. A Full Heart, 19. A sunset sky 2, 20. Beauty of life is where you find it, 21. OPTIMIST, 22. Pleasure, 23. The absolute BEAUTY of life, 24. contradictions,
25. D E T A I L S, 26. The fold, 27. Sun colored flower, 28. Vivid, 29. Thank you!, 30. Simply a Lily, 31. G R E E N, 32. Party in Pink,
33. The lover of Nature, 34. Sunset's Fire, 35. Softly pink, 36. Compensation, 37. Fully dressed Tulip, 38. Light from within, 39. Immortality, 40. Finding Beauty,
41. The heart of the Night, 42. The Last Dance......., 43. Garden of Delights in Middle Earth, 44. You don't bring me Diamonds anymore...., 45. Dance in the Rain, 46. Dance in the Sun !, 47. Into the Ether........., 48. 300 Billion Stars,
49. Poems, 50. The rose.., 51. barely there, 52. in my shadow....a flower, 53. Go Forth, 54. Mists of Time....., 55. The Light Within, 56. Foolish Wisdom,
57. A Quiet Beauty, 58. It's Later than you think...., 59. JOY, 60. Up, over and far away....., 61. Edible flowers, 62. Am I Pretty?, 63. Emerald sunset, 64. He would give me SeaShells...,
65. Nature, 66. At attention!, 67. solo, 68. Time Wasted ?, 69. disshevelled poet, 70. Peanuts for breakfast, peanuts for lunch,peanuts for....., 71. flickr.com/photos/40581424@N00/317886484/, 72. Skippy has lunch
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Ayurveda and yoga are India's centuries old tradition for good living.Indian saints and Rishi's have constituted special therapies for various ailments for the body mind and soul, which has been widely accepted the world over as the best alternative medicine. Somatheeram Ayurveda Beach Resort in Kovalam ,Kerala has pioneered in spreading the concept of Ayurveda medical tourism to the world.Somatheeram resort has successfully integrated the Ayurveda systems to the visting International guests.Last many years has seen a treamendous flow of health consious tourists staying with Somatheeram and Manaltheeram resorts near Kovalam in kerala for practicing good living.Manaltheeram Beach Resort near Kovalam from the Somatheeram Group is the right place for an health filled holidays.The exclusive beach,a team of 10 doctors and a batch of 75 well trained therapist,with toung twingling Cuisines and the most environment friendly resort make Manaltheeram the travelers paradise.To know more about Ayurveda and Somatheeram the worlds first Ayurveda wellness Resort you can mail to us for free booklets and C.D's in all world languages .
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Selfie. Powrót do świadomości do serca czy jakoś tak. [#consiousness, #heart, #return] 意心帰, Tokyo Midtown. Tokyo.
Where Poppies grow, above the ground of the fallen. They, in their thousands are still burried here. Unnamed and unmarked and forever will be.
Moving onward ......According to Queensland-based charity, Walking Wounded, since 1999, 49 soldiers have been killed while on active duty, 239 veterans have taken their own lives, back home and on friendly soil.
Why, you ask?
Just for a moment, a single moment consider the fact of where you were and what you did and saw in a war zone, over many a relentless month after month and then return home, cut adrift and given no assistance what-so-ever in order to be able to cope with a seemingly normality. What has been embedded within your mind in order to survive, remains. And back home, what is prevelent, is dog eat dog and no one give a shit about giving, without asking first, 'what's in it for me' mentality.
A day today, to remember the fallen on foreign soil, to bequeath to you, what you have today and then ..... those that survived, came home and could not find a way to fit-in.
Think of both, on this day, the 11.11.2017.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=McCDWYgVyps
I can, with a clear consious, post this photo, not to cash-in on the moment and gather a comment count as is with many a tragedy that others suddenly find it necessary to be the first to post a snap of such tragedy and declare "I stand with you and I feel for you and your pain" Shallow words are abundant here and all for the wrong reasons, apart from self, so let it be known I am in my own little way, part of this and I have lived this and understand first-hand the price one pays for giving their all. They went into hell,. Millions died and tens of thousands came home to their own living hell.
Award winning image.
Many of my pictures explore people and their lives
Photographing Indian villagers is an extraordinary experience: they meet your eye with indoviduality, not fear and self-consiousness about "how they look".
Many Indian women do hard manual work. These are all builders, in several cases motorway builders grafting in the sun.
Exhibited by the RPS
"If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see. You can find out first hand what it's like to be me."
- My Chemical Romance
Breakfast: two Special K bars
Lunch: childs portion of saveloy & chips (from the chippy opposite the gym, because I was hungry and hadn't packed a lunch)
Snack: Optifit pineapple dessert
Dinner: half an M&S Gastropub steak and mushroom pie, cabbage, and potato and kumara (sweet potato) mash
Supper: strawberries and half a banana muffin (I didn't eat the front bit)
to which Brunos mummy said
I'm impressed with your restraint! I've noticed you often do this (put food on your plate you then leave a bit of it)... it makes me wonder if you're into 'conscious eating'? From what I've read, that's all about being aware of when you're full and don't need any more, so you stop. Very useful technique :)
And I replied:
It is conscous eating and it is a useful technique and is the one that Paul McKenna uses in his 'I can make you thin' book /CD /tv show.
It's also the theory (such as it is) behind my 'photo-dieting' - that you are conscious of the fact that you are about to eat because you snap it, and that you are consious of how mush / what you ate in a day / week because you can see it.
In this case I gave the front piece to Rik before I even started eating.
I need to be more concious of what I'm likely to eat before I put it on my plate!
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Optifit dessert: Brunosmummy said:
So, are these really good? What is it that's so nice about them? I've not tried them (mainly as they are double the calories of a mullerlight, which I think are lovely anyway). However they ARE cheaper... so, does double the calories make it double the deliciousness? I myself am hooked on mango and peach flavours of Lasting Satisfaction yoghurts which are only 75 each and are DELICIOUS, fruity and creamy and satisfying. No other yoghurt does it for me, now! Is optifit thick and creamy too?
To which I replied:
They are very delicious, and very filling. A 200g pot is usually too much for me so I often (or used to when I was buying them before and using them in packed lunch) put half in a small round lock'n'lock (the 100ml size - perfect fit) and make one tub last two days. Particularly nice if extra fruit is put in it. There is quite a good fruit content in them (12% blueberries in the blueberry one). It's made with yoghurt and cream - the cream being where the extra calories (and fat) come from.
A few months ago I heard something on The Food Programme on Radio 4 about hydrogenated fats (which are bad for you) and they mentioned - well I forget the exact descriptions - cream substitute type thing is made from it. Although they mentioned no names the only thinkg I could think of was Elmlea and Elmlea Light which we used to have on summer puddings, strawberries, etc as it is lower calorie & fat than cream. So next tme I was in a supermarket I looked at the ingredients (rather than just the nutritional info box) and was shocked to find it fullof the stuff. I figured it was better for my health to have a small amount of real cream than the Elmlea stuff.
So I don't mind having the calories from the Optifit as it is made of yoghurt and cream and fruit. I try to keep it within my daily limits and have lost 3lbs in teh last two weeks so it can't be too bad!
I went to see non other than King Shango, a.k.a the Prophet, a.k.a the King of Fire, a.k.a CAPLETON himself!!! This is Jah Thunder, the opening act for Capleton.
If you're wondering how close I'm standing to Jah Thunder in this shot, I can assure you, it was really close! Less than a metre! The concert was sooo amazing! It was the most energetic concert I've seen yet! I'm a fan for life!
This girl had just finished a 400 m race, and collapsed about 1 minute after this photo. She eventually came around, never losing consiousness. She left it all on the track. From Doane College.
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When reflecting upon one of her flying expeditions she took with her friend, Denys Finch-Hatton, Isak Dinesen wrote in her memoir Out of Africa:
"Every time that I have gone up in an aeroplane and looking down have realised that I was free of the ground, I have had the consiousness of a great new discovery. "I see;" I have thought, "This was the idea. And now I understand everything."
Out of Africa by Isak Dinesen
Mantras are neither magic spells whose inherent power can defy the laws of nature, nor are they formulas for psychiatric therapy or self-hypnosis. They do not possess any power of their own, but are means for arousing and concentrating already existing forces of the human psyche. They are archetypal sound and word symbols that have their origin in the very structure of our consciousness. They are, therefore, not arbitrary creations of individual initiative, but arise from collective or general human experience, modified only by cultural or religious traditions.
The mantra connects our peripheral consciousness with our depth consciousness, which represents totality of our past. Our past, however, reaches back to a time before the creation of structured language and fixed word forms or concepts. Thus the earliest mantric expressions or seed-syllables (bija) are prelingual, primordial sounds which express feelings but not concepts, emotions rather than ideas.
Just as music conveys meaning, though this cannot be expressed in words, basic mantric sounds convey vibrations which affect our attitudes, our moods, our states of consciousness. They also affect different psychic centers in our bodies which are not connected with thought-activity but with space-feeling, inner movement, emotion or other psychic qualities, because consciousness is located not only in the brain but in various other centers (cakras) of psychic energy. When we are moved by a song or certain passage in music, we cannot even say why this is so. There are no logical reasons. We simply feel that something begins to swing or to vibrate within us like a chord of the same wavelength.
The basic vowel sound of a mantric seed-syllable (bija) produces an effect that is difficult to imagine, if we consider that sound merely as represented by a printed syllable in a book or pronounced in a spoken word. Though it is true that ultimately every sound has potential mantric qualities, there is a clear distinction between a mere linguistic vowel sound and that of a mantric seed-syllable. The mantric nature of the latter is indicated by a small circle or dot (anusvara) on top of the written character, signifying that the outflowing sound is closed off and turned inward, where it merges from the audible into the inaudible inner vibration. The latter is real shabda, or inner sound which sets in motion the respective psychic forces or cakras and frees them from the restrictive entanglements, by loosening the "knots" (granthi) into which they have bound themselves, due to our negligence or misuse of them.
As in music we can discern a different vibrational character in all mantric vowels: the O is rounded, all-inclusive sound, and it is certainly not by chance that in Greek and Roman scripts it has been symbolized by a circle. By superimposing the anusvara upon this sound, it is converted into the mantric seed-syllable OM. As such it has always been regarded -- from the earliest times of Indian history until the present day -- as the universal sound. In the words of Rabindranath Tagore, "Om is the symbolic word for the infinite, the perfect, the eternal. The sound as such is already perfect and represents the wholeness of things. It is meant to fill the mind with the presentiment of eternal perfection and to free it from the world of narrow selfishness."
Buddhism shares with the teachings of the Upanishads the recognition of man's potential universality, but it is equally consious of the imporatnce of individuality, without which this universality could not be experienced and realized. The Buddhist way, as we may say, begins where that of the Upanishads ends. Although the mantric symbol OM is shared by both, its evaluation is not the same, since it depends on the position which the symbol occupies in the particular mantric tradition and in relationship to other symbols within this tradition. Om, therefore, in Buddhist tradition stands at the beginning of every mantric formula, but never at its end.
OM is like the opening of our arms to embrace all that lives. It is like a flower that opens its petals to the light of the sun. The crown-chakra (sahasrara-cakra), in which the OM traditionally is placed, is indeed depicted as a thousand-petalled lotus. However, the energies thus received do not remain in the petals of the flower; they have to descend into the darkness of the roots in order to be transformed into a life-giving and life-sustaining force. In the same way, the universality experienced in the OM, the primordial sound of timeless reality, must descend and be realized in the depth of the human heart in order to be transformed into vibrant life.
OM is the ascent towards universality, HUM the descent of the state of universality into the depth of the human heart. OM and HUM are like counterpoints in a musical score. OM is the infinite; but HUM is the infinite in the finite, the eternal in the temporal, the timeless in the moment, the unconditioned in the conditioned, the formless as basis of all form: it is the Mirrorlike Wisdom, which reflects the void as well as the objects and reveals the emptiness in the things as much as the things in the emptiness.
The OM stands like the sun in the center of the mandala, the place of Vairocana, the "sun buddha," the radiating one; the HUM stands in the east, the place of Aksobhya. Though the east is the entrance-point into the mandala, the HUM cannot precede the OM in any mantric formula, because the presence of the center is the conditio sine qua non of the mandala, which in Tibetan is rightly translated as "center (and) circumference" (dKhyil-hKhor). In other words, we must have passed through the experience of OM in order to reach and to understand the still deeper experience of HUM.
The basic vowel sound of the long U in HUM is the sound of depth, vibrating forth in the anusvara, which merges into the inaudible. The vowel "u" (=oo) expresses a downward movement and represents the lower limit in the tonal scale of the human voice, the treshold of silence, which in Tibetan is called "the door of the inaudible". The aspirate "h" which precedes it, is the sound of breath (prana), the subtle life-force. The sonorous inwardly directed, inwardly vibrating final sound of the nasalized "m", representing the anusvara, stands as it were between consonants and vowels, being in fact the combination of both, thus hinting beyond duality. This is why the anusvara is the characteristic mark of practically all seed-syllables (bija-mantras), which distinguishes them from ordinary vowel sounds.
LAMA ANAGARIKA GOVINDA / Mandala Books
Foto by Miha Skerlep / Design by Alan Hranitelj
RIAT 2012
RAF Fairford, UK.
7th July 2012
Polish AF, 1 elt, 111, Mikoyan MiG-29A
Typical environment consious take off from the MiG-29 - the way it should be...
I was asked to photograph these women and to make sure that the photograph appeared on the internet. All three are in danger in Zimbabwe, and while I do not have the story of two of them, in the centre is Tsitsi Sharara. Tsitsi gave me her (unfinished) statement in support of her asylum application which I have abbreviated below. I am not going to comment as her story says enough.
Tsitsi was a businesswoman in Zimbabwe, being in charge of her families 3 tobacco farms and commercial vehicle fleet. Her husband was shot dead in 1999 by suspected CIO (Zimbabwe’s secret police) because he was considered to be acting against Mugabe’s regime.
The MDC under Morgan Tsvangirai was formed in 1999 and Tsitsi was one of the first to join. Tsitsi helped to fund the MDC, with 10% of her companies profits going to the MDC. In 2000 she was attacked in her company offices, strangled until she lost consiousness and raped. She recovered and increased her MDC related activities, continuing to suffer threats and violence. Tsitsi had the nickname ‘Zvenyika’ (meaning ‘for the country’) given to her for her political and funding activities.
In 2001 Tsitsi was held by police without trial, repeatedly raped and forced to eat human faeces. In 2002 her business was attacked and burnt. Later that year Tsitsi was forced to go into hiding after further attacks.
We decided against visiting any of the art museums during our stay, choosing everything else you saw in these photos instead. But one of my friends told me that the airport has a little museum in it, so I caught some art before my plane.
The exhibit rotates, and this one was on flowerly still lifes. This is by Abraham Mignon, and it was painted around 1660 - 1679. Called The Overturned Bouquet, it has very realistic flowers and bugs, but the cat face is crazy. My spouse is always arguing about the consiousness of animals that we live wtih, and this one's face is flat like a human's.
Visit the Rijksmuseum at the airport
This is the end of our Amsterdam business trip.
In the heat of battle, in the devastated countryside, among troops & civillians equally hurt by the savagery of war, Larry Burrows photographed the conflict in Vietnam from 1962, the earliest days of American involvment, until 1971, when he died in a helicopter shot down on the Vietnam--Laos border.His images, published in LIFE magazine, brought the war home, scorching the consiousness of the public & inspiring much of the antiamerican sentiment that convulsed American society in the 1970s.
A Coast Guard aircrew aboard an MH-60 Jayhawk helicopter from Air Station Elizabeth City medevaced a man from a commercial vessel approximately 20 miles off the coast of North Carolina, Feb. 4, 2020. The man was reportedly found semi-consious with lacerations to his head and chest after an apparent equipment accident.
(U.S. Coast Guard video by Air Station Elizabeth City)
A rediscovered photograph scanned from its negative. It was taken at Burton-upon-Trent on Saturday 3rd January 1970. I had arrived shortly before on a train from Bristol and had bought a couple of books during the stop-off in Birmingham. Finding these a nuisance to carry once I got to Burton, I ducked into a small post office and posted them to myself. I still have them. As to the exact location of this photo ...retracing my route on the Ordnance Survey one-inch map I carried that day, and comparing it to a modern aerial view at Google Maps, I think this may be Moor Street, just east of the railway and close to the junction with Anglesey Road.
Although this would have been about mid-morning there is still a dawn look about the light. This is because the five-year experiment with British Standard Time ...in effect all-year Summer Time... was in operation. I rather liked it, but the farmers grumbled. At the conclusion of the five years we went back to putting the clocks backwards and forwards. I walked from the station out into the soggy fields at the town's edge. I hoped to take photographs of Drakelow Power Station, which I had seen and admired from passing trains. The yeasty hometown of British brewing was, I remember, threaded through with many little industrial railways ...or rather their trackbeds, since all were now disused. There were signals, lamps and other railway impedimenta left in situ and many level crossings, their gates now becoming immovably bound with ropes of bindweed and bramble.
Later in the day I caught a bus to Swadlincote. During the journey home, it is recorded, I ate ten satsumas. Happy days they now seem, without a single responsibility and time aplenty. I was not, of course, consious of being happy at the time.
Name: Dezorei Talia
Age: 22
Eyes: Red
Hair: Green (Blonde when Nanoblast)
Height: 6'6"
Weight: 195 Pounds
Job: Guardian, Instructor, Commander
Home World: Moatoob (Gurhal System)
Bio: In a family of traditional Miners Dezorei stood out. She wanted to become a Guardian and help people.She grew up waiting till she was in her 21st birthday to sign up, at the request of her concerned parents. After a full year at the guardian's she has experienced much. She was trained and the partner of Laia Martinez until Laia became the president of the guardians after the loss of her father. Now Laia issues the commands and Dezorei fallows. Dezorei is a famous Ace Guardian now and her family couldn't be more proud. This allowed her more flexability. Now she has moved to the Moatoob Branch to be closer to her family. Her Partner and pupil is Lumia Waber Dezorei seems to be very fond of her trainee and sometimes takes it easy on her. Currently she is still on the trail of the Illuminus also investigating the newly discovered Hive planet Rykross.
Relations: : Kile Talia(Father), Mizo Talia(Mother), Doran Talia(older brother), Li Talia(Little Sister), Jal & Hono Barzak (living grandfather & grandmother)
Personality & Hobbies: A very friendly person dispite being a beast and her large size. Very flirty. Also extremely kind and gentle to those whom she likes. Fallows orders from superiors well but not without consious. She also has a soft spot for dolls and has a collection of them.
Abilities: Great physical strength and speed. Good vitality and the ability to nanoblast into a more beastly form. Smart and Loyal.
Disabilities: Sometimes does things she knows aren't smart to help people. Many times has a self sacrificing attitude.
You were jumping/wrestling on your bed with a friend in Saturday and you fell back and hit your head on the head of your bed. You must have hit hard and just the right (wrong) spot. It probably hurt and you instinctively reached back. And that's when the freak out started. Blood, and lots of it. We heard a blood curdling scream, and you ran to us downstairs. We quickly got two towels, one for you to put your forehead and one for the back of your head. Your Dad held the towel for a minute and I took a couple of peeks. It wasn't that big, maybe 1+ inch. But, we know from experience that head wounds go to the ER. So call the friends Mom to pick up, grab a few snacks. You never know how long it will take. We arrive and walk right in. The staff and nurses & docs are amazingly nice and so great. They put some numbing liquid on it for a while. They ask the usual questions about loss of consiousness and neasea, no and no. Mental state, normal. They rinse it off and take a good look, it was deeper than we all thought. It was down to your connective tissue covering your skull. Yikes! Your Mom is rock solid, blood doesn't bother me, but trying not to scare you even more, I asked the doctor if this is deeper than we all thought. He said yes, and I was grateful he didn't say the skull word. That is what you were worried about on the way to the ER. That bad bugs would get into your skull or that your skull was broken. We had the choice of stitches (have to shave your hair) or staples, we chose staples. We choose staples. You were brave, but it did hurt a bit even with numbing injections. Four staples and some discharge papers later and we were outta there in ~ 1 hour. Super fast and friendly staff and everyone at the ER. Thankful for healthcare and snuggles.
memories very nostalgic... design is from 91(in sketches group) so i thought it only right
one for old times sake ...bhyc 2009 big up flx rimer tes teo sorse and the original t.c.p....oh and quick for me
Tagged. Three times. Yessir. As I said, I'm not going to tag the people who tagged me. As much as I love them, but I will link their streams soon.
Okay. Ten facts.
1. I love the East Coast. I want to Live in Main or Boston or pretty much anywhere in New England.
2. I can can not stand large crowds of people. I get extremely claustrophobic, and my head starts hurting.. I like calm and quiet.
3. I have a pretty weird family, but I love all of them.
4. I'm bad at talking to people. Especially grownups. I'm very self consious and I'm constantly worried I'll say something stupid.
5. I'm very self critical too. I get really frustrated with myself very easily.
6. I was sick all day yesterday, and we had to drive for 6 hours to get from the cottage to home. Sick and car rides dont mix well.
7. I always have the weirdest dreams.
8. I love Calvin and Hobbes and Get Fuzzy comics. Hilarious.
9. Amanda Bynes really gets on my nerves.
10. 10+10 equals 20. And that is a fact.
Gray Turtleneck Top-Target
Reconstructed Cardigan-Etsy-Consious Clothing
www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5008832
Jeans-Old Navy-remixed
Shoes-Dr.Scholls-Remixed
Black Bow Headband -mark.
Had an AWESOME shoot today! A great, great friend of mine since childhood, Mike aka RAVAGE Meccagodzilla asked me to be a part of the promotional shoot for the Domo Arrigato Fundraiser for Japan. It included about 10 of the most talented individuals I've met in a looooooong time! There's nothing like sharing a great moment with fellow artists. They're having a concert to raise funds for those affected in Japan in early May. I'll post details as soon as they are available.
Anyway, Mecca has toured Japan blessing them with his lyrical talents over the last few years and along with his fellow artists, they forged some really strong bonds. When tragedy struck it was only natural for Mike and his cohorts to do all they could to help.
This is Consious. Check his twitter @iareconscious
Check out the quick video I shot for the fund: vimeo.com/22410968
it turns out putting on a fat suit really alters who you actually are.
I could write essay after essay about the location of the mind and the controversies between the notions of depth and expression in psycology, but basically, when it comes down to it, who you really are, deep down, is nothing more than how you express your self on the surface. You're sad, you're smils turns down. You're lazy, it shows. You're shy, you go for egg shell, not electric. Chemical manifestations of consiousness
Name: Dezorei Talia
Age: 22
Eyes: Orange
Hair: Blonde (Green when Normal)
Height: 8'
Weight: 230 Pounds
Job: Guardian, Instructor, Commander
Home World: Moatoob (Gurhal System)
Bio: In a family of traditional Miners Dezorei stood out. She wanted to become a Guardian and help people.She grew up waiting till she was in her 21st birthday to sign up, at the request of her concerned parents. After a full year at the guardian's she has experienced much. She was trained and the partner of Laia Martinez until Laia became the president of the guardians after the loss of her father. Now Laia issues the commands and Dezorei fallows. Dezorei is a famous Ace Guardian now and her family couldn't be more proud. This allowed her more flexability. Now she has moved to the Moatoob Branch to be closer to her family. Her Partner and pupil is Lumia Waber Dezorei seems to be very fond of her trainee and sometimes takes it easy on her. Currently she is still on the trail of the Illuminus also investigating the newly discovered Hive planet Rykross.
Relations: : Kile Talia(Father), Mizo Talia(Mother), Doran Talia(older brother), Li Talia(Little Sister), Jal & Hono Barzak (living grandfather & grandmother)
Personality & Hobbies: A very friendly person dispite being a beast and her large size. Very flirty. Also extremely kind and gentle to those whom she likes. Fallows orders from superiors well but not without consious. She also has a soft spot for dolls and has a collection of them.
Abilities: Great physical strength and speed. Good vitality and the ability to nanoblast into a more beastly form. Smart and Loyal.
Disabilities: Sometimes does things she knows aren't smart to help people. Many times has a self sacrificing attitude.
Is this what the goal of "modernity" and "development" should be? Isn't it about time to start rethinking about our ways? Although I really like NYC, I can't stop thinking how much waste is constantly produced there, a problem that seems to expand along with the concept of development as if it was a requirement. New York City, NY. August 2007
(P.S. I'm glad to have used this one as my last shot on my series from my last visit to NYC ;)
The work of Isabel Rolles, a high school Visual Arts major, this piece consists of an unedited transcription of the artist's train of thought with the orginal aural version playing in a dimly lit room. From the artist:
"Art is a conversation, and it can't be cliche and it can't be small talk. . . . I decided to test the limits of what I had to say on a roll of teletype paper, unedited and unapologetic. And I fought my own self-consiousness by displaying the inner-workings of my brain."
Photo by Cameron MacManus
Sheffield Showroom Cinema.
I've driven past here loads of times on the way to work.
I took Fuji along on this day knowing I would get some spare time to photo-rise the front.
What I didn't expect was when the amazing manageress Geraldine saw me through the window with Fuji she came out and asked if I would like a quick behind the stage tour!
I was a very happy bunny : )
It was however a whirlwind tour, so I felt a bit self consious faffing on with Fuji.
Hence only 2 internal photos on Flickr.
But it was so cool!
Kept me happy for the week!
SO COOL to meet Sarah, owner of Saraveza. Wish I had consiously focussed more on her rather than the glass of Breakside Brewing's 'The Oligarch' Russian imperial #stout (which was excellent).
"Oh God! How Hillarious it is!"
When I wanted to shoot her, initially she was very consious, I kept clicking her, eventually she got irritated and slowly lost interest in what I was doing and got involved with her work! It was then, that she kept giving nice expressions! Since I was sitting across the table, so had to keep the camera zoomed in. She was moving contineously! Eventually this pose came up and I shot it!