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Automne's light. Fix You no. 2385.
"I think I'm drowning
Asphyxiated
I want to break the spell
That you've created
You're something beautiful
A contradiction
I want to play the game
I want the friction
You will be
The death of me
Yeah, you will be
The death of me
Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
Our time is running out
And our time is running out
You can't push it underground
We can't stop it screaming out
I wanted freedom
But I'm restricted
I tried to give you up
But I'm addicted
Now that you know I'm trapped
Sense of elation
You'll never dream of breaking this fixation
You will squeeze the life out of me
Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
Our time is running out
And our time is running out "
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZrujXrB1_aE
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CC November Rainbow Game - Purple
On first sight the titel of that photo seems to be a total contradiction. How can rocks be soft ? But when You take a closer look, you realise the effect of the soft and diffuse light of the sunset to the surfaces in the foreground. It almost seems that it would be velvet and not hard sandstone. Try that in the midday sun and You will see the enormous difference. This photo was made, by the way, on mt. Carolafelsen in the Elbe Sandstone Mountains and is pointing to mt. Schrammsteine.
Der Titel dieses Bildes wirkt auf den ersten Blick wie ein totaler Widerspruch. Wie können Felsen denn weich sein ? Doch bei genauerem Hinsehen fällt auf, welche Wirkung das weiche und diffuse Licht des Sonnenuntergangs auf die Oberflächen im Vordergrund hat. Fast scheint es, als wäre es Samt und kein harten Sandstein. Versucht das mal in der Mittagssonne und Ihr werden den enormen Unterschied sehen. Das Bild entstand übrigens auf dem Carolafelsen im Elbsandsteingebirge und zeigt auf die Schrammsteine.
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What i see
is not what you see
What i see
is conflict
is contradiction
is chaos
packed inside tight
pushed up against
my ribs
my brain
my soul
With every encounter
with every interaction
a little piece of me goes missing
weakening the coping mechanism
until it seizes up
wearing me down
from the inside out
until I'm replaced
Making you feel uneasy
Now the real me is gone and forgotten
- L. Magic
Photo taken @ The Studio
“A flower’s appeal is in its contradictions — so delicate in form yet strong in fragrance, so small in size yet big in beauty, so short in life yet long on effect.” — Terri Guillemets
Are they bullet holes in the windows of the car? A hint of past violence in bucolic Cherishville?
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we see grain silos inside in the old state (photos below) and outside "restored" ...
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“A flower’s appeal is in its contradictions — so delicate in form yet strong in fragrance, so small in size yet big in beauty, so short in life yet long on effect.”
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It seems a bit of a contradiction to soften the look of a prickly Sea Holly - after all therin lies its sculptural beauty - but there we are - I used my macro lens with my camera on its Art 'soft focus' setting.
Golden Ash (Fraxinus excelsior aurea)
I spotted this juxtaposition of Autumn leaves Spring Buds on a tree in our street this morning.
Thanks to Sian Matthews ( www.flickr.com/photos/132760882@N06/ ) for the ID.
The contradictions of this amazing country. Peaceful serenity in a harsh environment, and beauty everywhere one looks.
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We'll stay in Oman for a few more images. It is a country that few have heard of or thought about exploring. It really is worth doing a trip there. There are sand dunes of, course, where the Bedouins and camels have lived for centuries.
As I have learned in my travels not all deserts are alike. The Namib desert has huge sand dunes, the Sahara desert was quite flat in Tunisia and the Thar desert in India had very small dunes. Wadi Rum in Jordan has mammoth rock formations among the sand. All deserts have an allure for me. They are clean, mesmerizing, still and peaceful. They are as T.E. Lawrence has written: "The desert is an ocean in which no oar is dipped."
The dunes of Wahiba Sands are like rolling hills and since our world now has great vehicles like Land Rovers it is the perfect place for dune bashing. Wahiba Sands is, in general, the very quiet peaceful place it has been for centuries, but also a host to modern exhilarating fun.
Oman's magic is in the fact that they have managed to maintain the charming sights and sounds of past centuries while adding a few creature comforts and entertainment.
Paul Heyse (1830 - 1914), German writer and Nobel laureate in Literature
(Büble Hell: a mild Bavarian pale lager)
The original opera house in Frankfurt is now the Alte Oper (Old Opera), a concert hall and former opera house in Frankfurt am Main, Germany. It was inaugurated in 1880 but destroyed by bombs in 1944. It was rebuilt, slowly, in the 1970s, opening again in 1981. Many important operas were performed for the first time in Frankfurt, including Carl Orff's Carmina Burana in 1937.
The square in front of the building is known as Opernplatz (Opera Square). The Alte Oper is located in the inner city district, Innenstadt, within the banking district Bankenviertel.
The Oper Frankfurt now plays in the Opern- und Schauspielhaus Frankfurt, completed in 1951, which it shares with the Schauspiel Frankfurt theatre company.
Het oorspronkelijke operahuis in Frankfurt is nu de Alte Oper (Oude Opera), een concertzaal en voormalig operahuis in Frankfurt am Main, Duitsland. Het werd ingehuldigd in 1880 maar verwoest door bommen in 1944. Het werd langzaam herbouwd in de jaren 70 en ging weer open in 1981. Veel belangrijke opera's werden voor het eerst uitgevoerd in Frankfurt, waaronder Carl Orffs Carmina Burana in 1937.
Het plein voor het gebouw staat bekend als Opernplatz (Operaplein). De Alte Oper is gelegen in de binnenstad, Innenstadt, in het bankendistrict Bankenviertel.
De Oper Frankfurt speelt nu in het Opern- und Schauspielhaus Frankfurt, voltooid in 1951, dat het deelt met het theatergezelschap Schauspiel Frankfurt.
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look closer and you see the horror. This man is wearing a nikon camerabag and a canon strap around his camera....
Parking garage Amersfoort The Netherlands
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My last take on one of the Anton Smit art pieces called "Faith". This one sits on a small hill overlooking the valleys and mountains at Graff Estate, Stellenbosch. What caught my eye was how the sunlight reflected on the metalwork and the dark black covering of the artwork. Almost a contradiction I thought and the art seemed to me to be quite provocative and although called faith elements of darkness were evident in the art in my eyes.
The contradictory travels of the Serendtripity
El capitán del Serendtripity, don Tomás, un griego líquido e hipnótico al que le jodía más lo de no acordarse de haber nacido que lo de morir ahogado, me habló numerosas veces de un curioso fenomeno: la hipotenusa de su vela se enfadaba con sus dos amantes porque eran unos catetos. Entonces el viento se percataba de este desaire y se quedaba quieto y enredado en la pura lindez de la hipotenusa.
Los dos catetos de la vela, para hacerle ver a la hipotenusa que este desaire suyo les importaba un comino, se liaban con la mera superficie del agua en una competición absurda por ver cuál de ellos se adentraba más en la mar.
Para don Tomás, sin embargo, había llegado, simplemente, el momento de abrir otra garrafa de chicha con limoná.
the left picture shows the bridge of the right picture from below ...
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