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There's nothing to fear but fear itself... And spiders!

 

Actually, I'm more fascinated by spiders than afraid of them. Can you imagine having to sew those silky threads, attaching the connections with mathematical precision all while swinging in the wind? I couldn't do it.

 

I am completely in awe of their web-building skills, their persistence and perfectionism. I'm dazzled by their high-wire, graceful, acrobatics. I appreciate the lacy designs they drape all over my garden. And yes, I definitely get a rush from that heart-pounding moment when I discover one crawling on my shoulder :)

From the car.....

 

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287/365 Fear of falling.

"Fear fall and not be able to get up"

Wanted to make a picture "levitating" and... It seems that it and got. :D

At the beginning I thought of doing it in color, but... I think that byw pictures are more special, and it is this photo.

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Miedo a caer.

"Miedo a caer y a no poder levantarte"

Deseaba hacer una foto "levitando" y... parece que lo e conseguido :D

Al principio pensé en hacerla en color, pero... creo que las fotos en b&w son mas especiales, y esta foto lo es.

"Fear is that of the mind. Fear can be overcome, but cannot be fought. Fear can be beaten, but cannot lose. Fear can be replaced, but is not a placeholder. What is fear? Fear is that of the unknown." - McLovin

 

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this means its raining

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من عرض مسرحية " المهرج والشيطان

An F-15C Eagle from the 493rd fighter squadron "Grim Reapers" blasts out of RAF Lakenheath.

Résultat d'un après-midi à faire n'importe quoi d'autre que le ménage du frigo!

  

Barber // Marco Fialho

 

Photography bY © 2016 FBranquinho

Much of this series is about complacency, about being trapped in your circumstances without realizing there is a way out. This image really embodies that for me, particularly in the way that we hold on to what we know even when the world around us is shifting; even when we are upside down and lost. To prefer familiarity rather than outside dangers. To rather rot in comfort than find fear in the unknown.

 

Or at least, that is my personal fear. That is what I see happening around me. That is what I won't let happen in my life.

 

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"Circuit"

Model: Christin Purcell @jinxedorchid

Part of the series "Interval" for "Fine Art Photography: The Complete Guide" on Creative Live. To see how each image was made: www.creativelive.com/class/fine-art-photography-the-compl...

 

Lychgate of St Nicholas' Church in the village of Sulham, Berkshire

Had to run in to work late last night and took this on my way home at around 1a.m. Love the reflection in the hood of the truck. Acid trip vibes.

Day 155 of 365

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"The Europen Prohobo Tour 2012" with Nikon Morris, Host, Stijn Brands, Pierre Soff and Ro Mo.

Police, Paintballers and exhaustion couldn't break us!!

is this where it happened?

yeah, up in the bell tower.

what was he doing up there?

he was afraid of heights and didn't want to go. but I told him that he had to face his fears.

did he?

he did. and then he fell.

I guess his fears were pretty realistic, then.

yeah, he was a very rational kind of guy.

not that it did him much good, I guess.

no, not so much.

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I believe there comes a time in ones life in which they must no longer fear being naked and exposed to the world.

Not physically, internally.

To bear ones soul and beauty marks. To no longer fear the rejection or obsess over the acceptance of others.

To bear yourself, which expresses who you really are.

And when the judgements come and the rocks are thrown, you cannot run from them. Because they will always come when you are living on the edge of the cliff.

Its okay to be there, because if you stand too far from it, you will never know the immense glory of the sea winds that blow up your body, through your tangled hair, past your shoulders and over you, through you, to cleanse you of all your comfortable fears that you so strongly held close to your heart.

You have to stand firm there.

You have to know that you will not fall, but there will always be a possibility.

You have to breath that ancient wind and know that only those who stand on that edge will ever breath it fresh, anew.

Its the embodiment of all who have cast their fears aside and given up comfortable circumstance for truth and life.

 

You know you are in the wrong place, at the right time, and you need to run to that cliff, to that edge of it, you need to shed your skin, you need to let down your hair, tear off your clothes, you need to breath the air that has traveled around this earth for thousands of years, you need to let it all go, and you need to start over.

 

I need to start over.

  

On Mott Street, in Lower Manhattan. Artist: Stephen Bliss.

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