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Dam of lake Heilenbecker Talsperre, near Ennepetal, Germany
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Music SNOWY WHITE PLAYLIST 2022 | SNOWY WHITE BEST SONG OF ALL TIME
"Celebrate and everything will change
You're swimming with the hook
that's why everybody looks your way
Celebrate and let those demons race
You were never fake, nobody could take your place..."
Embrace: youtu.be/NsAOTvjoR7Q
La luce più pura non si riflette in superficie, scende giù in profondità.
The purest light isn't reflected on the surface, drops down in depth.
Male Marsh Harrier (Circus aeruginosus) Dungeness RSPB taken from the view point mount hunting the near reeds almost at my eye level .
In a landscape closed in by layers of mist, the fir woods create strange horizon lines.
Dans un paysage fermé par des couches de brumes les bois de sapins créent des lignes d’horizon étranges.
I took this shot of an Eastern Phoebe sitting on the railing of the boardwalk at the Sackville Waterfowl Sanctuary. I focused on the bird, then later saw that this photo is an excellent display of depth of field -DSC_4878
Taken BC (before coronavirus) In July 2019 at the National Gallery Victoria when I was attending a Meetup for the Walk and Shoot group. Our theme was composition.
The commandments of justice and mercy, indeed of love or the golden rule, have after all inspired historic resistance to lawless aggressions and to oppressive law. The Torah, the Jewish law, is not reducible to legalism or exclusivism, but supports the “struggle for justice and mercy.” 26 Perhaps it is a matter of infusing the commandments within the atmosphere of the Eros: “Arise my love, and come away” is also an imperative—a proposition in the sense suggested in our earlier discussion of truth-claims! After all, the ethics of “should and should not” may also encode, should also encode the divine lure. For without strong supportive structures of community, society, liturgy, theology, the chances are minute that we can individually or collectively even discern the initial aim...
...How does this unforcing force work? By sparking your desire: desire ignites desire. This sparking process takes place largely beneath and before our consciousness. Sometimes glimpsed in a dream, in a stranger’s face, in a flow of grief, a comforting embrace, a surge of music, a private illumination, a public act of truth. In conscience, shame, guilt, awe at a random sunset. The spark is what we hope for in prayer, meditation, worship. We infer it—and cannot in truth make any certain claims about it, as in “God told me this or that; God wills this or that for me.” For it comes already coated in our experience, in our own subjectivity, in the aims of our own socialized desire.
--On the Mystery, DISCERNING DIVINITY IN PROCESS, Catherine Keller
Depth over distance every time, my dear
And this tree of ours may grow tall in the woods
But it's the roots that will bind us here
To the ground
Depth over distance was all I asked of you
And I may be foolish to fall as I do
Still there's strength in the blindness you fear
If you're coming too
If you're coming too
Hold on, wait until that lone sun
Breaks from the arms of the Lord
Hold on, though we may be too young
To know this ride we're on
Depth over distance was all I asked of you
And everybody round here's acting like a stone
Still there's things I'd do, darling, I'd go blind for you
If you let grow sometimes, let it grow sometimes, let it grow
Just let it grow sometimes
Hold on, wait until that lone sun
Breaks from the arms of the Lord
Hold on, though we may be too young
To know this ride we're on
Hold on, though we may be too young
To know this ride we're on
Depth over distance every time, my dear,
And I may be foolish to fall as I do
Still there's strength in the blindness you fear
If you're coming too, hmm
If you're coming too
Hold on, wait until that lone sun
Breaks from the arms of the Lord
Hold on, though we may be too young
To know this ride we're on
To know this ride we're on
To know this ride we're on
Ben Howard