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this fabulous view was curtesy of a tropical drepression that may or may not turn into a typhoon (according to the weather woman)... it rained so hard that afternoon i was thinking i may never see a glorious sunset for the next few days. at quarter to six, the hellish raining stopped. then the clouds and sun for the next twenty minutes did it's thing. truely amazing to see how the sky changes with every dip of the sun into the horizon. this part of the sunset was just before the blue hour. had to shoot and focus fast... this (birght orange and yellow against blue)... only lasted about eight minutes. about three minutes after this shot there was no more... rain started again that night.
vertorama from 3 exposures. one for the top (not much processing done) and two for the bottom for details and tones. stitched together in that thing called photoshop.
thank you and goodnight... viewing and commenting resumes tomorrow morning =)
And now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
Perhaps they'll listen now
For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never meant
For one as beautiful as you
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the stranger that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
And now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They're not listening still
Perhaps they never will
Songwriters
MCLEAN, DON
70% of the pregnent women face it. though postpartum depression is more recognized, to ensure that the baby's grows healthily its important to recognized this type of depression and seek help for it . It might help the mother feel more secure and closer to the baby hence helping to prevent postpartum depression.
most common signs of depression include
- Problems concentrating
- Problems with sleeping
- Fatigue
- Changes in eating habits
you can fine more info here
* NO I AM NOT PREGNANT
13/03/09
someone sent a printout of this picture to my mom saying your daughter is pregnant and as if this is the proof... well who ever did that i know you cant read this either because you illiterate idiot cant read the boldly written " no i am not pregnant" bit and this person i'm sure believes that all the dramatic series on tv are real too...
Herr K. betritt zögernd mit mattem Gang das Sprechzimmer. Seine Mimik ist ernst, von der Umgebung unberührt. Stockend und mühsam berichtet er: Er fühle sich stimmungsmäßig leer, wie versteinert, er empfinde nichts mehr, nicht einmal mehr Traurigkeit. Es fehle ihm Kraft und Antrieb, auch nur das Nötigste zu tun, obwohl er ständig dagegen anzukämpfen versuche. Obwohl er unendlich müde sei, habe er seit Wochen nicht mehr durchgeschlafen, die frühen Morgenstunden brächten die schlimmsten, grauenvollsten Stunden seines Lebens mit sich: Erwachend aus qualvollen Angstträumen beschleiche ihn entsetzliche Furcht vor dem langen, langen Tag mit seinen unendlichen Minuten, in denen sich alles nur noch zum Schlimmeren wenden würde. Das Aufstehen, das Heben der Beine aus dem Bett, bedeute eine Qual für ihn. Obwohl er körperlich gesund sei, fühle er sich wie abgeschlagen, sei appetitlos, verspüre einen Druck über der Brust und im Kopf, die Kehle sei wie zugeschnürt. Das Denken trete auf der Stelle, er könne kaum noch Zeitung lesen, habe an nichts mehr Interesse, falle ins Grübeln über Vergangenes. Er habe das Gefühl überflüssig zu sein, er sei für seine Familie nur noch Balast. Die Besorgtheit der Angehörigen mache alles noch schlimmer, weil er sich deshalb immer mehr Schuldgefühle wegen seines Verhaltens machen müsse.
When one of the blue days starts eating you alive
Am all alone and sad bored and have nothing to do
I have a headache from the minute I woke up
I know why
I didn't sleep
I only had 3 hrs of sleep
So tired
I play .. Recklessly .. creating a mess
With my nail polish
And then
I receive a message
Usually no body sends me messages
Only to ask about something
Or messages from the bank
Visa withdrawal
Ads
Etisalat annoying promotions
But when I checked the message
It as from a friend
I know her from Uni
We still sms each other
The message really made my day
She remembers me
No need to call me
But she sends me messages
That will always cheer me up
Jokes that drives me insanely hyper
The mood flips
180 degrees
^_^
"I was scared...the only thing I knew about Brixton was from The Clash, and they told me there were guns there." - Carroll Kirk (my big brother)
Guns of Brixton [YouTube]
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First run on the Kelsey. Wood type + lead | www.depressionpress.org
I'm experimenting with taking my "scratch" painting that I do with a skewer and going to swirls, using a very fine pointy paintbrush. I need a better brush, one with just a bit more stiffness to it. Oh, darn. Another tool I just have to have. :)
This painting is 7" x 7" and is acrylic on cardstock. I tried to show how depression feels as described to me by a couple family members.
My friend died of depressions in 2001. When I was visiting my father's grave, I have also found his grave. I didn't know it before, because there was no funeral service. I was happy to read his name and to think of our friendship.
Olympus XA, Zuiko 35mm, f2,8, Kodak T-max 100, (50) Spur Acurol N, 20 Celsius degrees, 10 min. 30 sec.
Took this image back to its original format, as I felt like it illustrated the feel better. The weight hovering over, flattening you. I liked the angles of the pose in the last one, but the quasi rigor mortis aesthetic was was more true to the theme.
Strobist info: Two flashes shot through diffusers, CR gelled CTO (color shift in post) and CL, angled about 30 degrees behind my head and feet. Radio trigger.
Hurricane Isaac has not been devastating, but lots of rain... Now it's Cuba's turn. At least I learned the expression "tropical depression" - that's when the Caribbean reminds me more of home than I like it to. Update: In spite of a milder version of the hurricane this time, 8 people has been reported to have died in Haiti due to drowning or being hit by falling trees and walls, a tragedy and a reminder what may happen when the big hurricane hits this vulnerable society.
An article from today's Helsingin Sanomat (the main newspaper in Finland):
LED lights in the ears may stop depression
Depression may be stopped in the future with strong LED light in people's ears, reports the newspaper Kaleva.
The Oulu-based company Valkee has developed a device, which provides light through the ear channels directly to the areas of brain that respond to light.
"In just four weeks practially all winter depression sufferers with severe depression and anxiety symptoms were fully cured", the CEO of the company says.
Light can be shined to the brain from the ear channel where the bones are very thin.
Professor Timo Takala characterises the method "at least revolutionary".
"All symptoms disappeared in a short period of time", Takala confirms the results from the test group.
"Light has direct biological effect and we now have clear proof of this."
The device has been patented in 2006. It should be available online and through pharmacies in early February.
I could not make the lamp stay in my ear, so I stuck it in my mouth. I am not sure if I feel better, but I will give reports on my progress.
Explore #412 on Thursday, January 14, 2010. Thank you all.
They had this modern wallpaper in almost every room of their xray-institute
......I said I would come back at night
to paint at least ONE green leave on their dead trees ;-)
Depression is a complicated condition that arises and maintains itself in a way that's is distinct to each person's history, biology, thinking patterns, behavior, relationships and environment. In order to conquer it in a way that is sustainable each of those relevant domains may need to be addressed. This can take time and countless barriers exist. It's not as simple as just doing one thing and you'll feel better. We can't use ourselves as a frame of reference to understand someone else. What we can do is shut off our judgment makers and seek to understand. That sets the stage for any type of helping. Have a favorite theory? Put in on the shelf. You'll need more than one and that may not be the one. What's in the box? That's a great question. Ask it.
Model credit: Mel S Query
Concept: Mel S Query
My dear friend Derrick Tyson has been so kind as to interview me for his magazine Sinescope.
I had these posted on flickr till my account expired, now they are all hidden, as are the stories behind them....
but follow the link above, and you'll get all the details...
Composite image of Tropical Cyclones Goni and Atsani (formerly Tropical Depressions 16 & 17 respectively) from 09:00 UTC on Monday 17 August 2015.
Updates and advisories on these storms can be found on the GDACS website.
Infrared data from the geostationary satellites of EUMETSAT, JMA and NOAA overlays a computer-generated model of the Earth, containing NASA's Blue Marble Next Generation imagery.
Image free to use, providing the following attribution statement is displayed "Copyright: 2015 EUMETSAT"
See more examples of weather phenomena and environmental events observed by EUMETSAT's fleet of weather satellites.
My fight with depression has left a heavy toll on my family, my few friends, my art and my psyche. Wanting to avoid every shop window or mirror in order to avoid seeing my reflection is one of the many symptoms of this disease. Learning to deal with this is another thing entirely and as such this is the start of a series which takes me out of my comfort zone and tests my wherewithal.
"I am—yet what I am none cares or knows;
My friends forsake me like a memory lost:
I am the self-consumer of my woes—
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
Like shadows in love’s frenzied stifled throes
And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed
Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,
Into the living sea of waking dreams,
Where there is neither sense of life or joys,
But the vast shipwreck of my life’s esteems;
Even the dearest that I loved the best
Are strange—nay, rather, stranger than the rest.
I long for scenes where man hath never trod
A place where woman never smiled or wept
There to abide with my Creator, God,
And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept,
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie
The grass below—above the vaulted sky."
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Contraption
Hotdog
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Stealthic