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“You may encounter many defeats, but you must not be defeated. In fact, it may be necessary to encounter the defeats, so you can know who you are, what you can rise from, how you can still come out of it.”
– Maya Angelou
El nombre del templo Ngoc Son significa en español “Templo de la montaña de Jade” y fue dedicado al héroe de guerra, el General Tran Hung Dao, quien según los escritos que datan del siglo XIII derroto a un ejército de 300.000 soldados enviados por el emperador mongol. El templo Ngoc Son fue construido en el siglo XVIII en la isla de Jade, la cual se encuentra en el interior del lago Hoan Kiem. Este templo fue dedicado a Confucio y a Neidan. La leyenda cuenta que un guerrero pescó una espada mágica, que le convertiría en el más bravo de los guerreros y más tarde en emperador y conseguiría derrotar a la dinastía china Ming.
The name of the temple Ngoc Son means in Spanish "Temple of the Jade Mountain" and it was dedicated to the war hero, General Tran Hung Dao, who according to the writings dating from the thirteenth century defeated an army of 300,000 soldiers sent by the Mongolian emperor. The Ngoc Son Temple was built in the 18th century on the island of Jade, which is located in the interior of Hoan Kiem Lake. This temple was dedicated to Confucius and Neidan. Legend has it that a warrior caught a magic sword, which would make him the bravest of warriors and later the emperor and would defeat the Chinese Ming dynasty.
El nom del temple Ngoc Son significa en espanyol “Temple de la muntanya de Jade” i va ser dedicat a l'heroi de guerra, el General Tran Hung Dao, qui segons els escrits que daten del segle XIII derroto a un exèrcit de 300.000 soldats enviats pel emperador mongol. El temple Ngoc Son va ser construït al segle XVIII a l'illa de Jade, la qual es troba a l'interior del llac Hoan Kiem. Aquest temple va ser dedicat a Confuci ia Neidan. La llegenda explica que un guerrer va pescar una espasa màgica, que el convertiria en el més brau dels guerrers i més tard en emperador i aconseguiria derrotar la dinastia xinesa Ming.
Taken at Lana (Now Closed)
"I'm tired..." She said, sliding down on the ground, hovering over to rest, her hair cascading down over her face.
A wet nose poked her forehead till she felt warm furs caressing her chest. Her arms wrapped around tight, face pressing into the softness and comfort. A sigh of relief escaped her lips.
"What benefit does fighting bring you anyway?" The lone one asked.
She took a moment to think of that question. "Validation? Answers? Truths?" She shrugged her shoulders. "Justice..." she whispered.
"And when you win, is it worth it?"
"Sometimes..." she admitted. "Other times I just accept...defeat."
[16:37] Zack Kaul: HI :) your one picture called defeat made me think of a poem by that name www.youtube.com/watch?v=JE8taOWjVbc
P.S. Really loved the poem Zack shared so I'm sharing it too!
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Necklace: [Tia] (Mjolnir Necklace)
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Sim: Luane's World
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These horse carriages are seldom seen in Bangladesh now a days. They failed to compete with their faster and cheaper to run cousins powered by automotive engines.
Remember those gourds and pumpkins I was drying out to use as bird houses this spring? Well the squirrels decided they would better serve as fall food! The large pumpkin was totally gutted! They destroyed 3 pumpkins and 5 gourds. Next year I'll dry them (the gourds not the squirrels) in the basement!
Teopea, Calabria, Italy
Tropea (Italian: [troˈpɛːa]; Calabrian: Trupìa; Latin: Tropaea; Ancient Greek: Τράπεια, romanized: Trápeia) is a municipality in the province of Vibo Valentia, in Calabria, Italy.
Tropea is a seaside resort with sandy beaches, located on the Gulf of Saint Euphemia, part of the Tyrrhenian Sea, on Italy's west coast and was named “Most beautiful village in Italy” for 2021.
A legend suggests that the town was founded by Hercules when returning from his labours at the Pillars of Hercules (the modern-day Strait of Gibraltar). Graves of Magna Graecian origin have been found near Tropea.
Along Tropea's coast, Sextus Pompey defeated Octavius. The Romans built a commercial port in Formicoli, approximately 3 km south of Tropea.
There are days when you can't help but feel defeated. It creeps up on us leaving a chill that won't go away. It is hard to see the light beyond. Our focus is blurred. We start paying attention to the lies of other voices. Yet, the truth is that the defeat was only a small battle We have already won the war! "So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand." Is. 41:10
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows
What it's like to be hated
To be fated to telling only lies
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what its like
To feel these feelings
Like i do, and i blame you!
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
No one knows what it's like
To be mistreated, to be defeated
Behind blue eyes
No one knows how to say
That they're sorry and don't worry
I'm not telling lies
No one knows what its like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes.
* phitphanatic posed patiently using one of my poses... here's an angle: gyazo's screenshot
**Used Kerstin Frank's textures as background :)
***this is my first real PS work merging layers... :))
I'm rarely defeated on the hill as I study the forecast meticulously the night before. I knew the wind would be fairly strong but was not prepared for the gusts. When I got knocked over by the wind I knew it was time to give up not least because I had some scrambling ahead and another 300m of ascent to go.
BTW this is Garbh-bheinn and I'm on Druim Eadar Da Coire. I've already climbed the hill from the other side but will make this attempt again on a better day. I also had some trouble crossing burns - and the lower moorland was one big bog. Not the most pleasant of days out!
Think you could go a few rounds with me?
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This is one of the many statues at the UN complex in NY, many cannot be seen now with the grounds close doff or re-arranged for the renovations ongoing to the main building
Good Defeats Evil is a sculpture that combines traditional-style bronze work with a more contemporary material--American and Soviet missles. "Good" is represented by a depiction of St. George, who is astride a rearing horse. In his right hand he holds an enormous spear, with which he is slaying a writhing dragon, representing "Evil." The dragon lifts his head with one last attempt at resurgence, but it is clear that this is the dragon's last breath: the dragon's body, which is made of an American Pershing II missile and a Soviet SS20 missile, has been torn apart by St. George's spear."
Source: www.blueofthesky.com/publicart/works/goodandevil.htm
Finally, victory from the jaws of defeat, Owner tracked down a pride of seven lions laying in the grass beneath a copse of trees on a small hill. You can see four of the lions in this shot. Below, an extract from this morning's Journal:
After our break we drove in silence until we came to a small hill beside the road, it was covered in trees, and lions. Owner drove around the hill and told us about the 7 lions in that pride. Owner knew the life history of every animal, it was fascinating to learn about them and their individual histories.
As photo opportunities go, this was not a good find. The lions were concealed in the long grass and they were difficult to see, but Mary was thrilled. This is what she had come to Africa to see, and now Owner was her hero, even if he didn’t speak American. At lunch Mary told anybody who would listen that she had seen at least 20 lions. Joe said nothing.
After lunch I left Kanana along with several other guests. Among them were Bob and Bonkers, who arrived with me. I'd avoided them until now, but as we waited for our transfer to the airstrip Bonkers showed me some of her outstanding photo; she was an accomplished photographer. She declared everybody should come to Africa, because she'd learned so much in just a few days. It's true, she'd really blossomed and I was happy for her. Bob still struck me as a dummy.
Packed into a tiny aircraft, we made two short hops to dusty isolated airstrips where passengers got off or on. At the second stop I transferred to a second plane for a short hop to Okuti, I was their only passenger. I was met at the airstrip and whisked away to a rendezvous with my new guide, Chachos, who was conducting an afternoon game drive in the Moremi Game Reserve.
This was quite a culture shock, first the roads are incredibly rough, and secondly we are sharing with vehicles from different lodges, along with private vehicles.
Chachos had found a leopard in the morning, and was keen to show me the animal. When we arrived at the spot, about a dozen vehicles were gathered around and it was impossible to see the leopard which was in a tree. We waited and eventually Chachos got a spot and I had my photos.
Apart from the truly awful roads with potholes big enough to swallow a small car, this is a very different landscape from Kanana. It's more heavily wooded, there's much less ground water and many dry water courses. There are the same animals and much less sage bush. I found myself missing Owner with his vast knowledge and wonderfully dry sense of humour, but not the mosquitoes; those I can do without.
The accommodation here is even better than at Kanana. The rooms are on stilts and connected to the main building by an elevated walkway. I have a very spacious room built of thatch and brick, the roof is thatched. There is a large balcony with a comfortable seat, a table and chairs, and it all looks out over the Xudum River with papyrus reeds on the far bank. It's all very lovely.
On Sunday evening, there was a fire in my neighborhood. Thankfully, there were no deaths or serious injuries (from what I've heard) but, sadly, someone's home was horrifically damaged.
www.wfmz.com/news/area/lehighvalley/fire-severely-damages...
After a crushing defeat at the battle of Khar Point, the Alliance realised they were in need of a new service arm. Thus, they developed the KR1, a 6.25mm carbine using a proprietary bolt system not entirely dissimilar to that used in the FN P90. While it has not been field tested yet, it shows extreme promise, scoring sub-inch groups at ranges up to three hundred meters.
Credit to Barcel PL for the vents.
9H-YES : Boeing 737-5Q8 : Air X Charter
Approaching r/w 06 holding point, departing to Farnborough with the England Rugby team, after their defeat by Scotland yesterday.
I've never had luck at Staithes but keep trying and today it payed off. The light was great as I arrived and there was a lovely sky.
Peeping out trying to see
Beyond the branches in front of me
Shrouded by a hood of mist
My trunk caressed and slowly kissed
I rise, i rise into the air
Filled with mystery, cold and bare
My leaves they fall, slowly peeled
Beyond the branches, i am revealed
Waiting, waiting for the light
To defeat the mist and hold me tight
Excerpt from miyajima.or.jp/english/spot/spot_other.html:
Designated as a National Important Cultural Property on August 29, 1910
Hokoku Shrine is dedicated to the warlord Toyotomi Hideyoshi (one of the three unifiers of Japan in the 16th century) and his loyal aid Kato Kiyomasa. The reason for building this structure is clearly stated in a letter by Ankokuji Ekei, head monk of Ankokuji Temple. In 1587, Ekei asked Daiganji Temple, the temple in charge of construction and repair work in Miyajima including Itsukushima Shrine, to build a Buddhist library in which the chanting of Senbu-kyo sutras could be held every month. As there is no board ceiling or outer gate, it is believed that the construction of the building was not completed.
Originally, Amida Buddha and two subordinate Buddhist saints, Anan and Kasho-sonja, were enshrined in the Buddhist altar until the early Meiji era. Since that time, however, the altar has been used in Shinto rituals.
The building is called Senjokaku (Hall of One Thousand Tatami Mats), reflecting its standing as the largest structure on Miyajima Island. The shrine was a popular landmark in Miyajima where many people came to relax and cool themselves and to buy popular souvenirs such as tooth picks, and a variety of legends and traditions have been created here.
The fact that this structure, unique among the buildings belonging to Itsukushima Shrine, is unpainted and that its exact date of founding is recorded makes it a valuable gauge of the passage of time. The traces of weathering on its pillars and floor boards can be used to determine the approximate age of any other wooden structure on Miyajima.
A piece of wood used as a measuring device in the reconstruction work of the O-Torii in 1873 hangs on a pillar under the floor of the south part of the shrine. Countless votive picture tablets that had been hanging on the walls of Itsukushima Shrine buildings until the mid Meiji era decorate the walls inside the hall.
The shrine did not yet exist at the time of the Battle of Itsukushima in 1555 when the Mori clan defeated the Sue clan to unify the Chugoku region. The headquarters of the Sue clan was located on this hill, which was then called To-no-oka (Pagoda Hill). Starting in the Meiji era, the hill was developed through the establishment of stone steps, among other additions.
Excerpt from www.japan-experience.com/all-about-japan/miyajima/temples...:
Its bare appearance may not intrigue you at first. Only unfinished walls and a hundred pillars. Although the building is pretty, there is something missing. But once inside, look up: the gigantic ceiling is covered with a mosaic of paintings whose subjects are as varied as the styles and periods of implementation. Medieval battles, Buddhist representations, landscapes and animals in a modern style, the eye does not know where to turn.