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It's been a long time since I've felt this way. One of the few times I can honestly say I'm in fear. Stephanie came to me. Her face is still fresh in my mind like a spotless photograph. The fear, the sadness. The tears she was fighting. It seemed like it took her years to finally tell me what she needed to. God, I wish she didn't, though. Tim has gone missing. She found pieces of his costume and his tracker in an alley. It's as though he just...fell into the shadows. The dark, dark shadows of this city. Shadows that hide secrets even I'm unaware of. Horrible, horrible secrets. And one of those secrets has taken away someone I swore upon my life I would protect. I've spent my last few nights relentlessly searching for answers, wherever I could. I've lost track of how many criminal's bones I've broken so far. has to be in the thousands at least. And yet. Every connection I've reached has lead no-where. Now I find myself here in the cave. My sanctuary...Gazing aimlessly into Jason's old suit. All I can think is if history has repeated itself. That I'm reliving my greatest failure... It makes me remember all Tim's done for me as well. After Jason was killed, my focus seemed to have died with him. I wasn't Batman anymore. Just a mindless drone in a suit. Then out of blue, this 12 year old child came along and pulled me back. Back into reality, where I belong. Tim was bright, brave, and strong. Everything a partner in this line of work needed to be. That's why I let him put the suit on, even after what happened to his predecessor. Tim came into my life uninvited, but nevertheless, I'm glad he came along either way. I'm glad I could see him grow to be his own man like he's doing now...his own friends, and enemies. I owe him a lot, a small thank-you being the insignificant start. And this?...this is how I repay him. By failing him, and letting his life fall into the wrong hands. Just who do these hands belong to though? One way or another, I am going to find out, and god help them once I do. I know they haven't taken Tim's life yet. I know it. I can just...feel it. Tim's alive, I know it. It's the only bright light into this. But I know time is running out. Just how much of that time do I have left?...
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Dive into Batman's subconscious and climb The Tower of Failure. Witness his fear of ending up locked away as an insane inmate of Arkham Asylum. His failure at not stopping Marony from scarring Harvey Dent, thus turning him into Two-Face. Feel the pain of being beaten and broken by Bane. See the loss of not being able to save Jason Todd. Finally, topping the tower with his inability to save his parents as a child.
What we have here is a clear case of umbrella failure! He may be wet but, despite that fact, he is still smiling because he is enjoying the fact that someone is even wetter that he - namely, the gent who was (as part of a fundraiser for a local youths boxing club) allowing people to throw at a target and, should they hit it, dump him in a very large vat of water. There were lots of good marksmen about and the poor man was repeatedly sent swimming, but all for a good cause!
I tried to do some halloween shots and they did not come out well. This is one of the least liked shots (basically all of them are). I still had a good time though. Hence, I decide to upload them one by one after I edit them.
I was on a mission for the Herios Theme, Floating Away, with feathers in hand. This self portrait with floating muck turned out to be the most interesting of the bunch despite many pretty feather floating attempts.
SOOC - Only a crop.
And somedays....you just can't cooperate for a group photo!
(Sonny is such a character...he is a total goofball and always so funny. I was able to capture of bit of his personality.)
For what was possibly the inaugural run of an MPD onto the Great Orme, the journey back down was a bit of a damp sock. Something in the engine just 'went' (according to the driver) and no power could be made, leaving T565 JJC (815) stricken in this spot at Tyn-y-Coed.
26th January 2010.
The harddrive in my macbook decided to die on Saturday afternoon. Wasn't doing much -- had a few programs open and was in the process of checking out some books from the British Library. Tried to load up some bibliographic software, got the spinning beachball and most of the programs locked up. So, I did a hard reboot. After turning it back on, I received a grey screen with a blinking folder containing a question mark. Continue reading...
Tìm một con đùơng
Tìm một lối đi
Ngày qua ngày
Đời nhiều vấn nghi ...
Lời bài hát cổ điển quen thuộc cứ chậm rãi vang lên xoắn chặt tâm hồn và bóp nghẹt trái tim nó ...
Dnày tâm trạng k đc ổn cho lắm, dễ phát bực, dễ nổi cáu, cảm xúc dễ vỡ oà.
Còn vỏn vẹn hơn 1 tháng nữa xa trường mà sao thấy nản vô cùng.
Tự dưng lúc này muốn thời gian trôi nhanh thật nhanh để ra trường càng sớm càng tốt lol </3
Ra tr` sớm để rời xa ra khỏi những chuyện chướng ta gai mắt mà phải thường đối diện.
How nice!!!
Thực ra, sâu thẳm trong lòng thì chẳng muốn rời xa cái nơi đã gắn bó với mình 4 năm trời ròng rã này cả mặc dù phải thường xuyên gặp những gương mặt đáng ghét, nhìn là k ưa nổi r` xD
Ghét của nào trời trao của đó =='
Btw, cơ hội đến chỉ 1 lần k có lần thứ 2 đâu cưng à :-j đừng để vụt mất r` sau này phải hối tiếc nhé =;
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, Myself and I
We've got some straightenin' out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But Ive got to get a move on with my life
Its time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
The path that I'm walking
I must go alone
I must take the baby steps until I'm full grown
Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they
And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay
So I've started up this sketch/scrap book type thing. I've been enjoying it immensely.
This is a lesson in procrastination, I kill myself because I'm so frustrated. And every single second that I put it off is another lonely night I gotta race the clock.
"I can accept failure, everyone fails at something. But I can't accept not trying."
Michael Jordan
Canon 5D markII
German postcard by Verlag Herm. Leiser, Berlin-Wilm., no. 8747. Photo: Becker & Maass. Publicity still for Max Reinhardt's stage production of Goethe's Faust (1920) with Helene Thimig as Gretchen.
Austrian actress Helene Thimig (1889-1974) was an important stage performer during the Weimar Republic. She came from a renown acting family: she was the daughter of Hugo Thimig and the sister of Hermann Thimig and Hans Thimig. She fled the Nazis with her later husband, theatre producer/director Max Reinhardt, sought refuge in Hollywood, and appeared in 18 Hollywood films. After the war, she returned to Vienna where she had a prolific stage career but only sporadically appeared in films.
Helene Ottilie Thimig was born in Wien (Vienna) in 1889. She was the daughter of the later Burgtheater director Hugo Thimig and his wife Franziska née. Hummel. Her two brothers Hermann and Hans Thimig also became actors. After the elementary school and the Lyceum Luithlen she took acting lessons with Hedwig Bleibtreu. In 1907 she had her first appearance in the Stadttheater of Baden as Marthe in Edouard Pailleron's The Mouse. In 1908 she played Melissa in Franz Grillparzer's Sappho at the Goethe Festival in Dusseldorf, then she acted at the Court Theater in Meiningen, and from 1911 to 1917 at the Royal Playhouse in Berlin. In 1917 she received an engagement at the Berlin German Theater, where she debuted as Elsalil in Gerhart Hauptmann's Winter Ballad. From the beginning, a close cooperation and love affair developed between her and Max Reinhardt, director of the theatre. He was married to actress Else Heims and had two sons with her. Thimig was married to the director Paul Kalbeck from 1916 to 1918. She made her film debut in the drama Mensch ohne Namen/Man Without a Name (Gustav Ucicky, 1932) starring Werner Krauss. When Reinhardt was ostracized after the Nazis came to power in 1933, Thimig's successful stage career in Berlin also came to an end. She followed Reinhardt to Vienna and performed in the theatre he directed in the Josefstadt. Further performances followed in Prague and at the Salzburg Festival. Thimig followed Reinhardt to various productions in several European countries and after his divorce, they were married in Nevada in May 1935 during a guest appearance in the United States. At the end of October 1937 she finally joined Reinhardt in his American exile. Since she learned the English language slowly, she received for a long time only very small roles in American theatre and film productions. Between 1942 and 1947 she appeared in 18 Hollywood films, in which she represented mostly German women. These included The Gay Sisters (Irving Rapper, 1942) starring Barbara Stanwyck, the pseudo-documentary The Hitler Gang (John Farrow, 1944), The Seventh Cross (Fred Zinnemann, 1944), starring Spencer Tracy, and the Film Noir Cloak and Dagger (Fritz Lang, 1946), starring Gary Cooper. Max Reinhardt died in 1943.
After the end of the Second World War, Helene Thimig returned to Europe. She appeared in a few films, including the Austrian film Der Engel mit der Posaune/The Angel with the Trumpet (Karl Hartl, 1948), In Austria she became a member of the Burgtheater, where in 1950 she was awarded the honorary title of a Kammerschauspielerin (chamber actresss). In 1948 she entered into a third marriage with the Austrian actor Anton Edthofer. Between 1947 and 1951 she staged Hugo von Hofmannsthal's Jedermann at the Salzburg Festival and directed the Viennese Max Reinhardt Seminar from 1948 to 1954. In addition, she took on a teaching position as a professor at the Academy of Music and Performing Arts. In the cinema, however, she received only a few tasks, including a role in the American production Decision Before Dawn (Anatole Litvak, 1951), starring Richard Basehart and Oskar Werner, and the German drama Waldwinter/Winter in the Woods (Wolfgang Liebeneiner, 1956), starring Claus Holm. After leaving the Burgtheater ensemble in 1954, she again took on a firm commitment at the Theater in der Josefstadt. From 1963 to 1968 she again staged Everyman at the Salzburg Festival. At the end of March 1974 she was on stage for the last time in Josefstadt. In November 1974 Helene Thimig-Reinhardt died in her native Vienna of heart failure at the age of 85. She was cremated in the crematorium Feuerhalle Simmering and buried in an honorary dedicated urn. In 2015, the urn was moved to a grave dedicated to the honour of the Neustift cemetery. In 2016, the Helene-Thimig-Weg was named after her in Vienna Liesing. Thimig received prizes and awards, including the Josef-Kainz-Medaille in 1962 and the Ring of Honour of the City of Vienna in 1969.
Sources: Wikipedia (German and English) and IMDb.