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Green bee-eater hunts and eats different types of flying insects such as honey bees, grasshoppers, fruit flies, ants and wasps. Name "bee-eater" refers to the favorite type of food of this species - bees. Fruit and berries are occasionally on the menu.
Green bee-eater knows how to "disarm" dangerous prey. It removes stinger and eliminates venom by hitting and rubbing a bee against the branch.
A little something for Gerard. In honour of the life and work of Gerard ( Pifou ) who was such a consummate gentleman, a great artist and a very warm-hearted man who never forgot to laugh, who never took himself overly seriously. He was a great friend to many people on Flickr, with his big, open, welcome and his boundless generosity.
Gerard often posted shots of shop windows with cute, funny or whimsical figures in them. He made us laugh, he made us pause and look at such things with new eyes. It was a very endearing quality, quite disarming in the best sense. I chose something from my archivers that I thought would honour Gerard and his curiosity so often found in shop windows and curios. I love this shot as there seems to be a hint of a fairy tale in this collection of oddities. It seems to suit Gerard.
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© Richard S Warner ( Visionheart ) - 2014, 2016. All Rights Reserved. This image is not for use in any form without explicit, express, written permission.
Ego is like the cloak that shadows the spirit - always doubting, always seeking validation from outside of itself, it is controlling, manipulating, and often driven by primal needs.
Its that voice that tells you - you cannot do this, that voice that makes you feel insecure. Or that voice that tells you to cheat - it will be ok. It is like the voice of the demon that constantly needs to control you. It constantly pumps itself up in order to make you feel good and desperately seeks validation from others. It cringes and becomes the victim when under scrutiny. It disarms you in so many ways.
Spirit on the other hand sits quietly in the background, not judging, just 'being' waiting silently for you to acknowledge and tap into this great fountain of wisdom laying dormant inside of you.
Spirit never doubts, spirit never judges, spirit just 'is' your greatest reservoir that never needs validation. It is your authentic self that knows all things.
When man has exhausted everything outside of himself - only then may he turn in on himself and discover the greatest gift of all - that which lays dormant inside of him.
Society has orchestrated it this way - not wanting you to gain this power that is within each of us.
Interested? Two former Warsaw Pact (probably the former GDR) military vessels, disarmed, demilitarized, leaking oil and in various stages of rotting were for up for sale in Peenemünde harbour back in 2019. I blurred the phone number given on the port side of the nearer boat for obvious reasons...
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Because people are asking. This is something my husband got from his grandfather's (the same with the medals). It's real grenade (disarmed) that he got from the Second World War.
I meant to post this this morning but pre-coffee brain did not compute!
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Dati Tecnici
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a) Contax G2 + Carl Zeiss x Contax G2 Sonnar T* 90mm f.2,8 + Filtro Contax UV;
b) Tempo 1/60s con apertura f.4,0 +2/3 stop;
c) Lettura Esposimetrica con Gossen Lunalite (Effettuate tre letture a Luce Incidente una sulla parte centrale della scena, una sul viso della ragazza in corrispondenza del mento e la maglia, la terza su i due muri perimetrali laterali. La sommatoria è stata confrontata con la lettura data dall’esposimetro della macchina effettuando la media aumentando di 2/3 si stop l’esposizione;
d) Negativo Agfa Agfapan APX 100 Asa esposta a 200 Asa;
e) Scansione con Agfa Duoscan T2500 Pro con porta (SCSI);
f) Prima Post-Produzione Corel Photo-Paint X7(64Bit) e Adobe Photoshop CS6(64Bit);
g) Post-Produzione di completamento con Nikon Capture NX 2.
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Max Richter - Meeting Again - Incontrarsi di nuovo
www.youtube.com/watch?v=WuvZWDsl1I0
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“Ho imparato che…..”
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“Ho imparato che la calma è molto
più destabilizzante della rabbia…
che un sorriso disarma molto
più di un volto corrugato,
ho imparato che il silenzio
di fronte ad un’offesa è
un grido che fa tremare la terra.
Ho imparato che come un amore
rifiutato non si perde ma torna
intatto a colui che voleva donarlo,
così accade per la rabbia, le offese…
siamo noi a decidere se farci toccare
o meno da un sentimento,
di qualsiasi sentimento si tratti.
Non importa se stai procedendo
molto lentamente…ciò che importa è
che tu non ti sia fermato,
che tu sia andato avanti, e
lo hai guardato negli occhi
hai letto nel profondo del suo cuore
ma tutto ha capito, tutto ha ascoltato.
I suoi silenzi non erano sinceri
ma tremavano per la paura di
essere stato ingrato, irriconoscente,
di non avere offerto il suo cuore
in un momento particolare della sua vita
quando lui ti ha teso la mano.
Non hai dato l’anima per la sua salvezza
non ti sei offerto per il suo bene,
Ho imparato che non bisogna essere disponibili
con persone che non meritano,
ho imparato a non amare più
neanche me stesso”
……………………..(Confucio - Mirto)
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"I learned that ... .."
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“I've learned that calm is a lot
more destabilizing than anger ...
that a smile is very disarming
more than a wrinkled face,
I learned that silence
faced with an offense is
a cry that makes the earth tremble.
I learned that as a love
refused is not lost but returns
intact to the one who wanted to give it,
so it happens with anger, offenses ...
we decide whether to let ourselves be touched
or not from a feeling,
whatever feeling it is.
It doesn't matter if you are progressing
very slowly… what matters is
that you haven't stopped,
that you have moved on, and
you looked him in the eye
you read deep in his heart
but he understood everything, he listened to everything.
His silences weren't sincere
but they trembled with fear of
to have been ungrateful, ungrateful,
of not having offered his heart
at a particular time in your life
when he held out his hand to you.
You did not give your soul for his salvation
you did not offer yourself for his sake,
I learned that you don't have to be available
with people who do not deserve,
I have learned not to love anymore
not even myself "
……………………... (Confucio - Mirto).
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Italiano
Immagine tratta dal Racconto Reportage ”Volti e Usanze della gente Siciliana”
”Un racconto reportage che è stato effettuato nei paesi, borgate, casolari e contrade nell’entroterra Siciliana allo scopo di far conoscere le usanze, i modi, le attività sociali e culturali, della bellissima Sicilia”
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Image from the story Reportage ”Faces and Customs of the people of Sicily"
"A narrative report that was made in the villages, hamlets, farmhouses and inland districts of Sicily in order to know the customs, manners, social and cultural activities, beautiful Sicily"
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"I was disarmed by the spontaneity of giving and understood that Lucie cared for it; perhaps her tongue-tied state, her lack of verbal eloquence, made her think of flowers as a form of speech; not in the sense of heavy-handed conventional flower symbolism, but in a sense still more archaic, more nebulous, more instinctive, pre-linguistic; perhaps, having always been sparing of words, she longed for that mute stage of evolution when there were no words and people communicated by simple gestures”
'È una curiosa creatura il passato
Ed a guardarlo in viso
Si può approdare all’estasi
O alla disperazione.
Se qualcuno l’incontra disarmato,
Presto, gli grido, fuggi!
Quelle sue munizioni arrugginite
Possono ancora uccidere!'
ROSSO PIERA E' UN ROSSO BENEAUGURANTE
STIMOLANTE, FRIZZANTE, STRAVAGANTE,
ECCITANTE, APPASSIONANTE, DISARMANTE,
ELETTRIZZANTE, EFFERVESCENTE, STUPEFACENTE,
E' QUELLO CHE CI VUOLE PER UN NUOVO ANNO SPUMEGGIANTE!!!!
AUGURI MIEI CARI AMICI BACI E ABBRACCI A NON FINIRE!
QUESTO E' IL MIO FAMOSO TAVOLO ROSSO NATALE!
The three-to-four-day old Percheron colt is playful after a race in the pasture.
Today, Saturday, May 6, is the running of the 149th Run for The Roses Kentucky Derby! There are 20 horses in the race
and am always excited for the Kentucky Derby!
Last year a horse with odds against having a chance to
do well let alone win the race did win.
Rich Strike had 80-1 odds and in the race his jockey was able to suddenly bring him up and move him into position to have a chance and he won!
This year, at this time, a racehorse named Forte, is favored to win with 3-1 odds. There are 3 horses ( at this time) who
could win. Tript Trice, Disarm and Skinner
The Kentucky Derby's winner is draped with roses and why they call the it Run for the Roses
As the day goes on the odds could change and who knows, perhaps another dark horse could win again?
Update
Favorites Trip Trace and Skinner scratched from race
Kentucky Derby winner is Mage
with 382 owners investing in this horse
Two Phill's came in second
Angle of Empire placed third
www.youtube.com/watch?v=zWWqoHZmUd0
“You make me smile like the sun,
fall out bed, sing like a bird, dizzy in my head.
Spin like a record crazy on a sunday night.
You make me dance like a fool,
forget how to breath, shine like the sun buzz like a bee,
just the thought of you can drive me wild.
Oh you make me smile."
- Uncle Kracker
Blog Post
The sign actually says 'The Perfect Crime'..... Felt very uncomfortable putting this gentleman up on Flickr without a very amusing and disarming title. I couldn't think of one so I have cropped it! Hence it is significantly more grainy than I would have liked.
Thanks for visiting......
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Contro i sentimenti siamo disarmati, poichè esistono e basta - e sfuggono a qualunque censura. Possiamo rimproverarci un gesto, una frase, ma non un sentimento: su di esso non abbiamo alcun potere.
(L'identità - Milan Kundera)
Could this wide-eyed disarming little cat ever bite the hand that feeds her? And strokes her while she eats? And plays wand games every single night before bed?
Yes! On Halloween night which may explain it. Kerri, my daughter who knows all things cat, tells me some cats are just bitey and hold back many, many times when they'd like to nip in play. But then they have to let go at times.
But this is my favorite of all Rena's faces, and she does have many, but innocence is the best.
With just one minute left on the timer, Jasper HAS to get this photobomb disarmed, NOW! The yellow wire, the orange wire...the yellow wire, the orange wire! WHICH ONE?!?
52 Weeks for Dogs Photobomb challenge
I remember as a child wanting to have a "permanent" smile on my face like one of the neighborhood girls did. You know what I am talking about?
The lucky kind of people that never seem to stop smiling even when their skies are gray. It's not that they are actually smiling all the time,
but their facial features make them seem that way....
Whole article in Blog
sllorinovo.blogspot.ca/2015/07/a-permanent-smile.html
(For Credits, SLurls & More)
La source d'inspiration la plus importante pour les sculptures de Dirk De Keyzer n'est rien de moins que la vie elle-même. Le monde est transformé en un monde parallèle alternatif dans lequel les problèmes majeurs et quotidiens sont compensés. Sans tomber dans la naïveté enfantine, la positivité et la pensée transfrontalière se voient accorder une place très importante. Cela ressort d'autant plus du fait que les personnages ne semblent appartenir à aucune culture, ni même à toutes les cultures. Par extension, on pourrait dire qu'il s'agit d'une interprétation tout à fait singulière du concept « d'homme universel », élevé au-dessus des caractéristiques extérieures, des différences culturelles et des tendances temporelles afin de mettre l'accent sur l'individu et la diversité.
L'humour est un autre aspect important de l'art de Dirk de Keyzer. Il croit fermement que l'humour, par opposition à la négativité, peut être le fer de lance de la critique sociale. Humour désarmant plutôt que bavardage pour stimuler la perspective et la tolérance. En ces temps chargés, le travail de Dirk De Keyzer nous appelle à réfléchir sur l'insoutenable légèreté de notre existence. Un moment d'introspection pour appeler à une petite évasion de la réalité quotidienne.
Les sculptures sont un instantané du monde alternatif de Dirk et invitent le spectateur amusé à pénétrer dans l'univers personnel du sculpteur. De cette façon, le spectateur vit la même expérience en regardant que l'artiste en créant. Dirk voit le processus créatif comme une sorte de thérapie qui l'aide à voir le monde sous un angle différent et essaie de le projeter sur le spectateur. Malgré son propre langage de forme unique, des données universelles telles que la poursuite humaine du bonheur, de la beauté et de l'harmonie se voient attribuer un rôle de premier plan. De cette manière, l'artiste tente d'entrer en dialogue avec son public, dans lequel, tout comme dans la vie elle-même, l'accent n'est pas toujours mis sur des objectifs préconçus, mais plutôt sur le chemin pour y parvenir.
The most important source of inspiration for Dirk De Keyzer's sculptures is nothing less than life itself. The world is transformed into an alternate parallel world in which major and everyday problems are compensated. Without falling into childish naivety, positivity and cross-border thinking are given a very important place. This is all the more apparent from the fact that the characters do not seem to belong to any culture, or even to all cultures. By extension, one could say that it is a quite singular interpretation of the concept of "universal man", elevated above external characteristics, cultural differences and temporal tendencies in order to emphasize on the individual and diversity.
Humor is another important aspect of Dirk de Keyzer's art. He strongly believes that humor, as opposed to negativity, can spearhead social criticism. Disarming humor rather than chatter to stimulate perspective and tolerance. In these busy times, the work of Dirk De Keyzer calls us to reflect on the unbearable lightness of our existence. A moment of introspection to call for a small escape from everyday reality.
The sculptures are a snapshot of Dirk's alternate world and invite the amused viewer to enter the sculptor's personal universe. In this way, the spectator has the same experience while watching as the artist while creating. Dirk sees the creative process as a kind of therapy that helps him see the world from a different perspective and tries to project it onto the viewer. Despite its own unique form language, universal data such as the human pursuit of happiness, beauty and harmony are given a prominent role. In this way, the artist attempts to enter into a dialogue with his audience, in which, just as in life itself, the focus is not always on preconceived goals, but rather on the path to achieve them. to arrive at.
A bright green insect hunter with a long bill and triangular starling-like wings. Adult has a bright blue throat, orange-brown crown and nape, and long trailing central tail feathers. Sexes are alike. Juveniles have a paler blue throat, no orange-brown coloration, and no long tail extensions. Often hunts from exposed perches such as telephone lines or snags, on which it rubs its venomous quarry so as to disarm it. Call is a bright, inflected “chileep.” (eBird)
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We saw these lovely bee-eaters every day of our tour of Singapore. Brightly coloured and highly active, they were easily spotted but not always easily photographed.
Botanic Gardens, Singapore. March 2024.
Birding Singapore.
I am a woman with a mission
And a past to outdo
I don't need a gun
I've got a microphone
And a melody or two
Just like the earth has spent
A thousand years
Making up for what we do
So have I for you
Your seeds of misery have sprouted
And they try to block my way
The worst gets the better of you
And you try to disarm me with an embrace
Just like the heart that's spent a lifetime
Forgiving what is cruel
So have I for you
Well mama you can choose the rain
But I choose the sun
That's all I need to free myself
I am a woman with a mission
And a past to outdo
I don't need a gun
I've got a microphone
And a melody or two
Just like the earth has spent
A thousand years making up
For what we do
So have I for you
I have justified every wave in our ocean
I have covered every range of emotion
And just like the sea has spent eternity
At the mercy of the moon
So have I for you
Well mama you can choose the rain
But I choose the sun
That's all I need to free myself
This bird's gonna fly so high
Watch my sky come undone
Mama you can choose the rain
But I choose the sun
29 agosto Giornata Internazionale contro i test nucleari.
Per un disarmo internazionale , contro la proliferazione delle armi nucleari, per costruire un mondo più bello .
Non si può raggiungere la pace continuando ad armarci. La pace si costruisce solo eliminando l'odio e facendo regnare la giustizia e magari qualcosa di simile all'amore
I vicoli di Cogoleto , Liguria
August 29th, International Day for the Total Elimination of Nuclear Weapons
PEACE
A man can sleep around, no questions asked, but if a woman makes nineteen or twenty mistakes she's a tramp..... Joan Rivers
Ok…when I say run to the Warehouse Sale Event I mean runnnnnn! And bring your Lindens!
I saw these horns right away from Pirocious and the Drago attachments from THIS IS WRONG. Fast forward to hopping over to the Sabbath event to find the perfect wings by Unholy to complete this whole Khaleesi dragon vibe!
Plus this hair has bad ass vibes written all over it by no_match at the Cosmopolitan event!
🐉:[P&E]: Carilla dress (The Warehouse Sale)
🐉[Pirocious] Shredspine horns (The Warehouse Sale)
🐉THIS IS WRONG Drago (The Warehouse Sale)
🐉V./VoluptasVirtualis- Hyrsea (The Warehouse Sale)
🐉UNHOLY Naamah Succubus Wings
🐉[REVERIE] Chimera Liner (Sabbath Event)
🐉Suicidal Unborn Echo lip gloss (Sabbath Event)
🐉Leven Ink Aether (Sabbath Event)
🐉no_match NO_CYCLE Hairbase and hair (Sabbath Event)
🐉UNHOLY LAMIA’S RAGE
🐉UNHOLY DRACONIUM earrings (group gift)
🐉THIS IS WRONG Daydream shine (Dollholic Event)
Pose from Versuta
Background-The Bearded Guy
SONG:
Trovommi Amor del tutto disarmato
et aperta la via per gli occhi al core,
che di lagrime son fatti uscio et varco
Per George Floyd, 46 anni, l'Afroamericano morto soffocato, mentre un poliziotto gli premeva un ginocchio sul collo, nonostante implorasse di toglierlo perché non riusciva più a respirare. Era disarmato, non aveva opposto resistenza.
A Minneapolis, Minnesota, ieri.
Dove è finita l'umanità?
Ci sarà almeno giustizia per l'omicidio di quest 'uomo ?
For the African - American man suffocated by a policeman in Minneapolis. Despite he implored that he couldn' t breathe
Where is the humanity?
*Working Towards a Better World
If someone thinks that love and peace is a cliché that must have been left behind in the Sixties, that's his problem. Love and peace are eternal. - John Lennon
Peace is the only battle worth waging. - Albert Camus
The more we sweat in peace, the less we bleed in war. -
Vijaya Lakshmi Pandit
Peace is a full-time job. It's protecting civilians, overseeing elections, and disarming ex-combatants. Peace, like war, must be waged. -
George Clooney
Thank you for your kind visit. Have a wonderful and beautiful day! xo💜💜
“She is the lullaby heaven sings to a weary world.”
She walks the quiet breath of light,
With wings spun soft from dawn’s delight.
Her golden hair, a sacred flame,
Whispers peace in Heaven’s name.
She cups the morning’s trembling hush,
The world around her turns to blush.
No sword she bears, no call to war—
Yet hearts disarm forevermore.
Her voice is stillness, warm and wide,
A prayer the stars themselves confide.
With every beat of feathered grace,
She blesses time and guards this place.
~ Storme
(Created with MidJourney, post-processing work completed with Photoscape X)
© 2025 Vixenn Moonshadow
El Boussettaoui. Così si chiamava l'uomo trentanovenne ucciso con un colpo di pistola ieri a Voghera.
Non era 'un marocchino', aveva un nome, una moglie, due figli di 8 e 5 anni. Soprattutto tanta sofferenza. Ed era disarmato.
La magistratura spero chiarirà come sono andate veramente le cose. Alcuni descrivono Youns come un bravo ragazzo che non dava fastidio a nessuno, altri come uno che molestava, rompeva vetrine...
Di certo si sa che dormiva su una panchina e che il suo disagio psichico si era acuito con il lockdown e dopo la morte della madre.
Certamente avrebbe avuto bisogno di aiuto.
Già si parla di legittima difesa (avrebbe dato una spinta, forse gettato una bottiglia di birra all'assessore che gli ha sparato), di un colpo partito per caso (ma le pistole non hanno una sicura? E perché uno va in giro con una pistola carica? ) e che, guarda caso, va diritto al cuore. Spero che questa morte non cada nel silenzio e che ci sia una giustizia, qualunque debba essere.
Qualcuno ha deposto un mazzetto di fiori davanti al bar, nel luogo in cui si è svolta la scena. Con un biglietto :" Ti sia lieve almeno la terra Musta (così lo chiamavano ) , perché la vita lieve non è stata"
Spero anche che l'Italia non diventi un Far West
🎵Darling, darling, doesn't have a problem
Lying to herself cause her liquor's top shelf
It's alarming honestly how charming she can be
Fooling everyone, telling them she's having fun
She says, "You don't want to be like me
Don't wanna see all the things I've seen
I'm dying, I'm dying
She says, "You don't want to get this way
Famous, and dumb at an early age
Lying, I'm lying
The boys, the girls, they all like Carmen
She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes
She laughs like God, her mind's like a diamond
Audiotune lies, she's still shining
Like lightning, white lightning
Carmen, carmen, staying up till morning
Only seventeen, but she walks the streets so mean
It's alarming truly how disarming you can be
Eating soft ice cream, Coney Island queen
She says, "You don't want to be like me
Looking for fun, getting high for free
I'm dying, I'm dying
She says, "You don't want to get this way
Street walking at night, and a star by day
It's tiring, tiring
The boys, the girls, they all like Carmen
She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes
She laughs like God, her mind's like a diamond
Audiotune lies, she's still shining
Like lightning, white lightning
Baby's all dressed up with nowhere to go
That's the little story of the girl you know
Relying on the kindness of strangers
Trying cherry knots similing, doing party favours
Put your red dress on, put your lipstick on
Sing your song, song, now the camera's on
And you're alive again
Mon amour, je sais que tu m'aimes aussi
The boys, the girls, they all like Carmen
She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes
She laughs like God, her mind's like a diamond
Audiotune lies, she's still shining
Like lightning, white lightning
Like lightning, white lightning...
Darling, darling, doesn't have a problem
Lying to herself cause her liquor's top shelf🎵
--Lana Del Rey
Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
The bitterness of one who's left alone
Credits will be up soon @ www.gridspirations.com
encerrada
Smashing Pumpkins Disarm video
es.youtube.com/watch?v=QQtLoJlQD6E
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Rosa Rusa artista del mes de Enero 2009 en la revista Vulture...(se puede ver en revista online pdf)
Rosa Rusa artist of the month in VULTURE magazine
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salgo unos dias :-) vuelvo el martes....
viajo a LOndres acepto consejos y sugerencias.. de visitas...sitios
Melilla... Jayland Walker dicono qualcosa?
Certo, la televisione ne ha parlato, ma molto di sfuggita , come per tante altre notizie 'scomode' per un determinato potere.
Pochi giorni fa, fine Giugno, la strage di Melilla : almeno 37 migranti sono stati massacrati dalla polizia nel tentativo di attraversare il confine per raggiungere la Spagna.. Ci sono stati dei respingimenti violenti, con uso di forza eccessiva e disumana da parte delle autorità spagnole e della polizia marocchina : manganellate a persone che non opponevano alcuna resistenza e vere e proprie esecuzioni sommarie. Le immagini che abbiamo visto sono crude e brutali : una distesa di corpi agonizzanti, ammassati uno sull'altro.
Le vittime sono state poi gettate in fosse comuni, come bestie, senza alcuna indagine, identificazione o autopsia.
La Spagna è stato il primo Paese che, tra il '95 e il 2005 ha costruito il primo muro , isolando le città di Melilla e Ceuta, enclavi spagnole in Marocco : 7 m di altezza con filo spinato sopra.
L' Europa è una fortezza chiusa con 16 muri esistenti, più di 1000 km di recinzioni, barriere, radar, filo spinato.
Bisognerebbe garantire i diritti umani con procedure d'asilo e percorsi legali e sicuri per impedire queste barbarie contro persone costrette a fuggire dalla loro terra.
Oggi la notizia della morte di Jayland Walker, 25 anni, afroamericano, giustiziato dalla furia omicida di 8 agenti di polizia ( 7 bianchi). Hanno sparato, in un minuto di inseguimento, 90 colpi : 60 lo hanno raggiunto, anche quando era ormai moribondo a terra.
Jayland era disarmato, aveva commesso un'imprecisata infrazione stradale.
La ferocia di entrambi gli episodi contrasta con tutta la solidarietà , bontà, verso gli Ucraini, la cui guerra sta influendo pesantemente sul destino di tante Nazioni.
Non che non sia giusto, ma mi colpisce il contrasto ( come anche l'ignorare il massacro del popolo Curdo, di cui non si parla) tra questa dusumanita' e tutta un'altra dedizione.
Siamo inondati, bombardati, ormai da 4 mesi, da immagini di distruzioni, massacri. Forse che i massacri di un popolo sono diversi dagli altri? I criminali sono soltanto Russi? O forse tutto questo serve per coprire altri reali motivi?
La fotografia è una foto di fiori blu di un'aiuola, controluce, con un filtro
A humanity without humanity
The massacre of Melilla, the killing of another young Afro American speak to our heart
"So let me disarm you
There's an army I'm fighting around your heart
Let me disarm you
'Cause baby I just want to love who you really are
Who you really are
So let me disarm you
So let me disarm you
Spoken in silence
Blazing like sirens
I can bring you out of the darkness
Into the fiery light." - KasKade
Model: Giselle Chauveau
Photographer: May Sims
Featuring Artizana's Solis Dress
Excerpt from barnquilttrails.ca/barns/norfolk-county/whirling-geese/:
On August 8, 1812, Major General Isaac Brock travelled to Culver’s Tavern in Norfolk to give a passionate speech to the reluctant recruits, appealing to their patriotism to the crown. With this speech, he attempted to disarm the enemy and to unite the loyal. His ringing words had the desired effect. The Norfolk militia turned out in great numbers and was highly praised by Brock.
Весна! В мечтах не надо торопиться!
Хорошее приходит постепенно!
Всё будет! Всё хорошее случится!
Природа возродится непременно!
Вдруг зазвенит ручей в лесу спросонок,
И запоют несдержанные птицы,
Вздохнёт Земля весной новорождённой,
Всё будет, всё хорошее случится.
Разбудит мир безудержное солнце,
Свой жар на этот сонный мир обрушит,
И выплеснутся тысячи эмоций,
Которые нас всех обезоружат.
Весна! В мечтах не надо торопиться!
Всё будет, пусть хоть этот снег растает.
Пусть всё само приходит постепенно,
И наши души снова расцветают!
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Spring! In dreams, do not rush!
Good things come gradually!
Everything will be fine! All good things will happen!
Nature will certainly be reborn!
Suddenly a stream will ring in the forest in a daze,
And the unrestrained birds will sing,
The Earth will sigh in the newborn spring,
Everything will happen, all good things will happen.
The unrestrained sun will wake up the world,
He will bring down his heat on this sleepy world,
And thousands of emotions will spill out,
Which will disarm us all.
Spring! In dreams, do not rush!
Everything will be fine, even if this snow melts.
Let everything come by itself gradually,
And our souls blossom again!