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The ministry of time
Chapter II: The Mystery of the Incubators
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Sam found himself alone in the laboratory, the dim lights flickering intermittently over the equipment. A bottle of beer was within his reach as he immersed himself in his thoughts. Recently, an unusual event had shaken his scientific world: the disappearance of a body from the incubators. This act not only defied the laws but also raised serious questions about the integrity of the timeline.
As the golden liquid flowed down his throat, Sam pondered the possible devastating consequences that this incident could unleash. What effect would it have on historical evolution? How would it alter temporal continuity? These questions haunted him, filling his mind with unease and concern.
An even more alarming idea seized his thoughts: Who could have orchestrated this act and for what purpose? Time travel technology was heavily regulated, its illegal use a serious offense. Only a few would have access to it, and none of them would have noble motives to carry out such an action.
As Sam delved into his reflections, a determination grew within him: he must uncover the truth behind this enigma. Not only for the sake of the scientific community and temporal stability but also for his insatiable thirst for knowledge. With determination in his gaze, he promised himself that he would not rest until he found answers and ensured that temporal integrity remained intact.
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Mount Utsayantha got its name from the legend of a local Indian maiden, Utsayantha – which means "beautiful spring." She was said to have borne a child whose father was white, something that made her father, the chief, so furious he buried a tomahawk in the white man's skull and rowed with the baby to the center of a nearby lake and drowned it. Utsayantha followed her father to the lake and in her despair, drowned herself too. Upon discovering what she had done, the legend says the chief recovered her body and carried her up the mountain, where he buried her. Her grave site was believed to have been discovered in 1862, and although many doubt its authenticity, a monument was placed at the site in 1936.
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Excerpt from www.visitourchina.com/macao/attraction/lou-lim-ieoc-garde...:
Chinese name: 盧廉若公園
Location: Estrada de Adolfo Loureiro, in northern Macau Peninsular, Macau.
Located in the middle of Macau Peninsular at the northern foot of Guia Hill, Lou Lim Ieoc Garden (in Portuguese: Jardim Lou Lim Ieoc) covers an area of 1.78 hectares with scenic landscapes. This elegant garden was modeled after Suzhou Lion Grove Garden, one of the four most famous classic gardens in Suzhou, being the only one with Suzhou classical garden style in Macau. Lou Lim Ieoc Garden was once named "Entertainment Garden" and hailed as one of three famous gardens of Macau many years ago. And in 1992, it was rated as one of Macau’s eights sights. Lou Lim Ieoc Garden is a great place for sightseeing as it has quaint moon gate, shady walkways, grotesque rocks of man-made hills, bamboo groves, towering banyan tress, winding corridors, elegant pavilions, spattering waterfalls, ponds with green lotus, etc. The waterside pavilion is the centerpiece of Lou Lim leoc Garden. Despite it is a traditional Chinese architecture, some western architectural elements are embedded in, such as the external wall painted in light yellow, the favorite color of Portuguese, gothic porticoes, white European-style carvings at the top of porticoes. The barrier close to the pond is painted red, China’s favorite color. This building reflects the fusion of oriental and western cultures.
It was initially a vegetable plot and was purchased by a Macau Turpan, whose son Lou Lim leoc spent a large sum of money to convert it into a private garden. Lou Lim Ieoc Garden was the largest private garden in Macau. The construction started 1904 and took 21 years to finish. The garden was changed hand due to the Lu family’s bankruptcy, until it was purchased by Macau government in 1970s. After renovation it was opened to the public in 1974. At the turn of 21st century, Lou Lim Ieoc Garden was famed as the show place of Cantonese opera. Sun Yat-sen, the forerunner of Chinese democratic revolution, once stayed in this garden to meet celebrities of China, Macau and Portugal, and revolutionists.
Excerpt from www.discoverhongkong.com/ca/explore/discover-sha-tau-kok....:
Located in Hong Kong’s North District and right next to Shenzhen’s Yantian District, Sha Tau Kok was designated as part of the Frontier Closed Area in 1951. Since then, Sha Tau Kok has been accessible only to individuals with a closed area permit. Back in the days when Sha Tau Kok was closed to non-residents, visiting the border town also required a guarantee from a local resident. As it begins to open gradually, Sha Tau Kok has become a great choice for weekend getaways.
The first phase of the opening of Sha Tau Kok began in June 2022, followed by the second phase starting January 2024. Visitors can board a kaito ferry to explore Sha Tau Kok and enjoy the area’s beautiful scenery, unique attractions and local delicacies, either independently or through local tours. You can also take a ferry to nearby islands and areas, such as Lai Chi Wo, Kat O, Ap Chau and Hong Kong UNESCO Global Geopark.
The opening of Sha Tau Kok
•The daily quota of visitors with the Tourism Closed Area Permit is set at 2,300 individuals, and 700 group visitors on weekends and public holidays. There is no quota limit for groups on weekdays.
•Individual travellers must enter Sha Tau Kok by public transport, with the addition of ferry services to Sha Tau Kok from Lai Chi Wo/Ap Chau/Kat O. Private cars are NOT allowed.
•Area: Sha Tau Kok (excluding Chung Ying Street).
•Opening hours: Every day from 7am to 9pm.
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"L'uomo è un animale disgraziato perché non ha la coda."
Così il retro di copertina ci parla la lingua di Argo, il suo rincorrere gli olezzi, il suo subire la catena e le nerbate, il suo essere felice per gli odori di una scarpa, il suo saper contare fino a tre, per cui poi però gli odori sono cinque: "Esistono tre odori a questo mondo: l'odore del padrone, l'odore degli altri uomini, l'odore di Titì, l'odore di diverse razze di bestie (lepri che sono raramente cornute e grandi, e uccelli e gatti) e infine l'odore delle cose."
"A volte ho bisogno della luce di un fiammifero per illuminare le stelle" (Antonio Porchia)
Nella collana "I fiammiferi, Biblioteca Lillipuziana" della casa editrice Coppola, questo racconto è breve, ma ciò significa solo che si potrà rileggere più spesso, per lasciarci illuminare dalla bontà di Argo e dall'arte di un grande scrittore.
"Man is an unfortunate animal because he has no tail."
Thus the back cover speaks to us the language of Argo, his chasing of smells, his suffering from the chain and the beatings, his being happy for the smells of a shoe, his counting to three, for which, however, There are five smells: "There are three smells in this world: the smell of the master, the smell of other men, the smell of Titì, the smell of different breeds of beasts (hares which are rarely horned and large, and birds and cats) and finally the smell of things."
"Sometimes I need the light of a match to illuminate the stars" (Antonio Porchia)
In the series "The Matches, Lilliputian Library" of the Coppola publishing house, this story is short, but this only means that it can be reread more often, to let us be enlightened by the goodness of Argo and the art of a great writer.
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Adagio: would knock politely at amara's door. the gesture gentle and polite. she'd step back from teh door, her crystal clera voice chiming musically against the steel door. "Hello there darling, I brought you something." She'd smile gently taking a small piece of genger and rubbing it briefly on a few spots around her neck and behind her ears like a perfume.
Amara unshackled the handcuff binding her to the suitcase and opened the door. Immediately, she slanted her head to give the slender women a gentle welcoming kiss. "Long time no see, love. I brought a few things for you as well." Her eyes narrowed lightly at the scent of ginger on Adagio's neck, a light approving hum coming from her lips. "How have you been?"
Adagio: would give a soft smile to amara, a bright smile coming to her face feeling the lips against hers. she'd linger with the kiss for a few minutes just enjoying teh feeling, it had been too long."thank you very much darling, but the only thing you needed to bring was yourself." She'd smile gently giving a soft smile. "Well I've been good. been focusing les son my muscles and mor eon ballet and cardio. I won't be putting you thos egrueling weight routines unless you want to do that anymore. This also means fewer situps."
Amara chuckled at this, letting her arms settle around the other's hips. "I don't mind the sit-ups so much now. After the physicals the board put me through, those workouts were likely more beneficial than I realized." Her head motioned to the boxes. "Most of that stuff is for the Pack or the hospital, given what hasn't already been delivered. Various types of katanas, kunai, and other fine weaponry courtesy of the Japanese branch." As she spoke, she seemed to sway gingerly with a gentle smile on her face. "I missed you, Adagio."
Adagio: would smile a little bit giving a soft chuckle. "Well that's good to know, Im glad that the torture I put you through seems to have made a difference. We'll still do thos ethen, just not so many, Im trying to lose my ten pack actually. I spoke with temp, and well I realized that I looked prettier slim, than bulging. Especially since i prefer ballet rather than weights." She'd smile a little bit giving amara another soft kiss. "Oh you hav eno idea how much I misse dyou darling. in fact, i'd like to welcome you back properly if you're not against it?" she'd smile gently her bright sapphire eyes flicking to the bed.
Amara bit her lip at the suggestion, her hands clenching slightly on Adagio's belt. Every fiber of desire in her seemed to react with glee to Adagio's advance, but the hybrid had something else on her mind, something more important to her. "Umm before that," she'd step backwards, holding Adagio's hands in front of her. "I'd like to give you my vows first…since the opportunity was missed before I left." Amara raised the slender woman's hands, kissing both softly.
Adagio: would smile gently, her cheeks turning a deep shade of red. She'd smile gently a soft flutter rising up from her stomach at the statement. "Amara, i'd lovefor you to give me your vows. thank you."
Amara chuckled at the slow reddening flush of Adagio's cheeks, but took a few breaths to regain her composure. She just wanted to get through it all without crying. "I…It was a joy and a bit of gamble to ask you out back when we were coworkers. Relationships had always been a thing I shied away from…because of my own inner demons with what I was." She looked down a moment, her thumbs rubbing over Adagio's hands slowly. "Never had anyone showed me the kind of affection and love that you opened my heart to. It's allowed me to blossom as a person, as a lover, and as a caretaker." A slight crack in her voice was quickly put in check. She was not going to cry…not yet anyway.
Adagio: would sjust smile warmly, her thumbs slowly rolling over amara's fingers in her hand, the strong fingers feeling like they belonge din her grasp. her gaze would be kind and loving, the bright blue eyes filled with love and affection.
"I know I resisted heavily when you proposed to me, but it was only because I couldn't believe someone would see me in that manner. With all the oddities and uncertainties about me…" Amara admitted. No watery eyes yet, she'd glance over at the table where they had spoken often over tea and the occasional salad. "We have both spent a good portion of our lives in search of different things. Answers to internal questions and the like, but finding each other…that alone provided in a way answers to questions we'd never realized we had. Could I trust this person? Can I love this person? I never used to think of such things."
Adagio: would just smile softly, a few tears coming gently toher eyes, carrying the sweet biting scent of fresh ginger with them. She'd be smiling though, happier than any other time in her life, for once absolutely speechless at the devotion amara was showing to her.
Amara leaned forward, lightly kissing a few of the tears on Adagio's cheek as they streamed down. The fact Adagio was more emotional seemed to calm her down. "I vow to treasure you, this intelligent, glorious woman called Adagio with a uniquely logical mind. I vow to be honest, to not keep secrets. To be a valuable support beam when life's weight becomes too much." Her words were more of a whisper, loud enough just to pierce Adagio's ears. "I vow not to sneak fried foods into your dinner." she joked. "Most importantly, I give my heart, my mind, and soul purely and solely to you, my wife."
Adagio: would just smile broadly, her eyes shining brightly with tears leaking out gently and slowly. she'd smile and try wrapping her arms around amara to pull her towards her in a passionate kiss. All of her soul would be given to the woman in that one action. every fiber of her being carefully transferred to her in that one passionate act.
Amara made a muffled moan as her lips were claimed by the taller woman. With her hands now free, she slid them over Adagio's shoulders and around her neck, her right hand resting comfortably on Adagio's cheek. In between breaths, she'd whisper a soft "love you" as the kiss was extended. Her tongue easily invaded the depths of Adagio's mouth, the taste of spearmint still dancing on her lips. As far as the hybrid was concerned they could stay in this position for the rest of eternity and she'd be thrilled.
Adagio: would just smile gently to amara with the kiss. she'd gently caress the other woman's tongue. She'd just deepen the kiss, the taste of spearmint on her lips intoxicating her, she'd hungrily kiss the lips, as if she were trying to move that delicate sharp flavor from Amara's mouth into her own. She'd just smile gently breakin the kiss for a second. "This is what i've been missing amara, thank you."
Amara only smiled. "Sorry it took so long, Adagio." She playfully nipped at Adagio's lips as she tried to latch on to Amara's lips hungrily. She was feeling rather playful after finally getting those long held words off her chest. Her eyes moved to glance at the black engagement ring still on her finger. The symbolism behind meant to Amara than just a mere sign she was engaged; someone had accepted her as a person. Not a thing, a creature, or a lab rat, but an actual person. "Mmm…that reminds me. I was given the files on the memories the company removed from my mind. I…I actually know what my name is now."
Adagio: would smile gently to her looking at her from a bief distance, just madly in love with her right now. "Oh and what is it darling? I'd like to know what you learned. If it mean you know yourself better then I want to know it too." She'd smile lovingly planting another shorter kiss on her lips, the gesture kind and playful.
" My parents were Marion and Ashley Dubois." Amara said proudly. "And their only daughter was Amara Micheline Dubois. It seems I have a French background I was not aware of." Her gaze followed the longing stare she received in return. She was becoming emotional now, a few stray tears leaving her eyes. She had been overjoyed just to know she had a surname, but now there was an entire history waiting to be rediscovered. "So…" she asked between planting light kisses. " Will it be Mrs. And Mrs. Anselm or Mrs. And Mrs. Dubois?"
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La Iglesia de San Juan Degollado (Sant Joan Degollat) es una construcción neoclásica del siglo XVIII de notable interés artístico, con campanario de sección cuadrangular y en cuya parte posterior se halla la sacristía y el fosar. En los últimos años se ha recuperado la tradición de organizar una romería a este templo a finales del mes de agosto, en la que participan los vecinos de las poblaciones vecinas.
Valjunquera (Teruel/ Spain).
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Excerpt from www.mtr.com.hk/en/customer/community/art_huh_lost_found.html:
Art in station architecture
Lost and Found
Artwork Title:
Lost and Found
Artist Name:
Jaffa Lam (Hong Kong)
Artwork Location:
Hung Hom
Artist's Concept:
“Lost and Found” is a multiple-part work that weaves through an imaginative journey at Hung Hom Station.
At the platform, a series of ossified luggage, in a variety of styles commonly used in different eras, stand as a timeline at the historical terminal for cross-border transit. Moving on, passengers run into maze-like patterns flanking the escalators. The images are in fact the archetypal nylon canvas bags. What can possibly be found in these bags and cases? What have they lost?
Next to seating, lost properties, cast in recycled aluminium from scrap ships and vehicles, await to be found at the station: a crumpled handkerchief, an empty bottle, a tattered cap… look forward to a reunion with an armless watch and a lost shoe of a child.
“Let memory stay, and don’t get lost—here and now,” says the artist.
Kern Invite - 11/01/08
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School Athlete Time Overall Scoring Team
1. Ridgeview Tijerra Lynch 18:58.24 1 1 1
2. Shafter Elizabeth Wittenberg 19:02.62 2 2 1
3. Garces Monica Guzman 19:15.89 3 3 1
4. North Celilia Lopez 19:21.87 4 4 1
5. Ridgeview Ashley Duran 19:23.47 5 5 2
6. Ridgeview Jessica Huizar 19:25.81 6 6 3
7. Foothill Natalie Fernandez 19:35.65 7 7 1
8. East Lucia Garcia 19:46.20 8 x 1
9. Stockdale Amber Nelson 19:59.40 9 8 1
10. Taft Megan Thompson 20:01.34 10 x 1
11. Stockdale Carolin Haney 20:01.70 11 9 2
12. Stockdale Shelbe Pennel 20:03.86 12 10 3
13. Shafter Moriah Milwee 20:05.23 13 11 2
14. Ridgeview Desiree Armendariz 20:08.00 14 12 4
15. Arvin Tanya Hernandez 20:10.02 15 x 1
16. Highland Nichole Berry 20:19:01 16 13 1
17. BHS Sarah Baker 20:25.37 17 14 1
18. North Medeline Maier 20:29.38 18 15 2
19. Ridgeview Monica Lazo 20:33.39 19 16 5
20. Shafter Lindsee Handel 20:36.70 20 17 3
21. Centennial Jessica Folsom 20:41.80 21 18 1
22. BHS Emily Shuford 20:45.35 22 19 2
23. Ridgeview Linda Gonzalez 20:58:28 23 20 6
24. BHS Gabrielle Lerma 21:03.97 24 21 3
25. Stockdale Courtney Moore 21:06.02 25 22 4
26. North Meagan Menzel 21:10.17 26 23 3
27. BHS Gracie Garcia 21:11.76 27 24 4
28. Foothill Perla Veloz 21:13.21 28 25 2
29. Foothill Crystal Rodriguez 21:20.30 29 26 3
30. Independence Katelynn Webb 21:21.51 30 27 1
31. Golden Valley Karina Rocha 21:23.57 31 28 1
32. Shafter Katerina Plaza 21:27.21 32 29 4
33. North Blanca Perez 21:27.98 33 30 4
34. Wasco Amanda Castellon 21:28.25 34 31 1
35. Foothill Kaitlyn Mrasak 21:31.45 35 32 4
36. Tehachapi Brenda Gonzalez 21:33.34 36 33 1
37. Highland Gabi Rodier 21:34.56 37 34 2
38. Centennial Margaret Martinez 21:35.39 38 35 2
39. Stockdale Cynthia Lopez 21:35.61 39 36 5
40. Centennial Jessica Crowe 21:43.49 40 37 3
41. Highland Hilaria Vasquez 21:43.76 41 38 3
42. North Yadira Perez 21:49.62 42 39 5
43. Foothill Erica Castro 21:53.39 43 40 5
44. Centennial Stephanie Dittman 21:55.56 44 41 4
45. Independence Natalie Ambriz 22:08.45 45 42 2
46. Stockdale Madison Schutzner 22:14.92 46 43 6
47. Highland Katherine Mayberry 22:16.42 47 44 4
48. Centennial Jorey Braughton 22:18.95 48 45 5
49. North Kaylee Meyer 22:20.98 49 46 6
50. Garces Lauren Brown 22:21.19 50 47 2
51. Golden Valley Denise Silva 22:23.90 51 48 2
52. Foothill Violeta Quintanar 22:24.92 52 49 6
53. Highland Desiree Martinez 22:25.59 53 50 5
54. Independence Sara Sullivan 22:25.95 54 51 3
55. Garces Lizbeth Lopez 22:28.11 55 52 3
56. Garces Tammy Vu 22:35.68 56 53 4
57. West Selam Habebo 22:39.75 57 x 1
58. Shafter Leana Lara 22:51.69 58 54 5
59. Independence Carlie Croxton 22:55.06 59 55 4
60. Cesar Chavez Rosa Montanez 22:57.28 60 x 1
61. Foothill Maria Zepeda 22:57.55 61 56 7
62. Garces Marissa Machado 22:57.92 62 57 5
63. Shafter Mayra Torres 23:00.88 63 58 6
64. Golden Valley Carmelita Aguilar 23:04.07 64 59 3
65. Ridgeview M. Salgado 23:14.56 65 60 7
66. Golden Valley Anna Avina 23:20.23 66 61 4
67. Golden Valley Ninive Alveno 23:26.73 67 62 6
68. Golden Valley Mercedes Salgado 23:26.73 68 63 5
69. Centennial Paige Anderson 23:30.27 69 64 6
70. Garces Sammie Lobardo 23:34.37 70 65 6
71. Arvin Bianca Quinonez 23:41.85 71 x 2
72. Kern Valley S. Hinkey 23:42.47 72 x 1
73. Frontier Ariel Driskill 23:43.12 73 66 1
74. Centennial J. Estrada 23:50.91 74 67 7
75. Kern Valley S. Hazzard 23:51.80 75 x 2
76. Garces G. Ortiz 23:54.66 76 68 7
77. North Priscilla Cruz 23:55.51 77 69 7
78. BHS Kristina Logan 24:04.10 78 70 5
79. Frontier Jasmine Mattos 24:05.42 79 71 2
80. Stockdale Delilah Diaz 24:10.83 80 72 7
81. West Wennie Agbalog 24:28.90 81 x 2
82. Wasco Anna Orozco 24:29.57 82 73 2
83. Wasco Ruby Jacabo 24:30.22 83 74 3
84. Tehachapi Anna Duke 24:33.57 84 75 2
85. Wasco S. Castellon 24:42.66 85 76 6
86. Independence Shelby Woolf 24:58.35 86 77 6
87. BHS Sarah Stidham 24:58.76 87 78 6
88. Arvin Gaby Gomez 25:04.17 88 x 3
89. Highland Cristina Valenzuela 25:05.21 89 79 6
90. McFarland Monica Gonzalez 25:42.30 90 x 1
91. Tehachapi Susie Cuevas 25:57.15 91 x 3
92. Wasco B. Medina 26:00.11 92 80 4
93. Cesar Chavez Shannan Albay 26:00.32 93 x 2
94. BC Tiffany Rodriguez 26:26.77 94 x 1
95. Tehachapi Ariel Deval 26:50.73 95 81 4
96. Wasco A. Rios 27:14.74 96 82 5
97. Independence Samantha Antu 27:17.44 97 83 5
98. Tehachapi L. Shoemaker 27:44.92 98 84 5
99. BC Victoria Wheeler 28:09.47 99 x 2
100. Tehachapi J. Bahera 29:20:93 100 85 6
101. Frontier T. See 29:29.12 101 86 3
102. Frontier Savanah Olson 30:18.04 102 87 4
103. Frontier A. Rojas NT 103 88 5
Steam locomotive 2-8-2 262 (Hart 4031/18) heads north with a charter train from Dera'a to Damascus, Hedjaz Railway, Syria, 13/9/00.
Photographer Nigel Tout
Excerpt from www.amo.gov.hk/en/historic-buildings/monuments/kowloon/mo...:
Kowloon Union Church, one of the earliest inter-denominational churches in Hong Kong, was built by the London Missionary Society with financial support from Sir Paul Chater. The foundation stone was laid on 27 May 1930 by the then Colonial Secretary, W.T. Southorn, and the church was officially opened on 10 April 1931 by the then Governor Sir William Peel. During the Japanese Occupation, the church ceased to function and the building was converted into a horse stable by the Japanese army and suffered severe looting and damage. The church was opened again for public worship with a rededication service held on 19 October 1947 and continues to serve the community until now.
The church possesses “Perpendicular Gothic” architectural features, with pitched Chinese-tiled roof, red load-bearing brick walls and contrasting grey granite steps and window surrounds. A semi-circular apse and an attached three-storey battlemented tower are built at the two ends of the church respectively.
The square battlemented tower with pointed arch doorway surround and foundation stone at the base is designed to serve as the main entrance to the church. It is of fair-face red brickwork with carved granite ornaments and trimmings. There is also a concrete flat roof topped with a crenelated low parapet wall.
The windows of the church are set in decorative granite framing in the form of trefoil-headed tracery. The window frames are of wrought-iron and there are angular carved hoods above the windows. The windows of top floor of the battlemented tower are with stone louvers. The elegant double hammer-beam timber roof trusses with carved granite corbel supports are a rare and dominant feature of the spacious interior of the main hall of the church.
Kowloon Union Church was declared a monument in 2017.
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Bước cùng tôi - Bụi là lá la
Bước cùng tôi
1st verse:
Không còn lụy bi…
…Nơi những thi vị
Át đi suy nghĩ…
Ước đời đôi khi…
Nước rời đôi mi…
Bước với tôi đi … tôi sẽ cho bạn thấy
Nơi thời gian trôi đi cùng khẽ gió tràn đầy …
Những tia nắng vẫn thầm thì với những con người chăm chỉ
Nơi cuộc sống ko cầu kì với những cung cách hoa mĩ
Thứ xa xỉ…nơi bạn đang sống là niềm tin
Còn nơi tôi sống đầy những con người luôn mong mỏi chờ bình minh
Đừng giật mình…khẽ thôi(suỵt)… thế giới bạn đang ngủ
Hãy thức tỉnh… để tôi …kéo bạn ra khỏi giấc mộng du
Thật công phu để làm bạn thức dậy
Nhưng ko đủ để cho mọi người thức dậy
Hãy bước với tôi đi, tôi sẽ cho bạn thấy
Và hãy bước vs tôi đi, tôi sẽ làm đổi thay
Nơi tôi sống đầy tiếng cười, nơi tôi “trồng” những tình người
Nơi hàng cây trông mát rượi chào đón những ngày xanh tươi
Nơi ko có những cánh rừng trọc đang gầm rú ngồi khóc…
Nơi ko có những tang tóc sau những lời trách móc (ko bốc đồng)
Hook:
Hãy bước với tôi đi…đừng mang theo những hối hận
Hãy bước với tôi đi…vì tôi chỉ đến vài đôi lần
Hãy nắm tay tôi đi… rồi bước tiếp cùng đôi chân
Hãy nắm tay tôi đi…đừng để tôi trôi dần
Nếu bạn có mệt mỏi, thì hãy nhắm mắt lại
Tôi sẽ dẫn đường chỉ lối đưa bạn đến vs ngày mai
Nhưng xin đừng thay đổi, đừng bắt tôi quay lại
Và cũng xin đừng tự hỏi …… tôi là ai
2nd verse :
Liếc với sự thật, và cứ thế là say (cố chấp)
Say ko định mức, rồi say trong tù đày
Với những lời nói bốc phét trên cái gọi là internet
Giả điếc với những tiếng gọi của tâm hồn đang khóc thét
Thế giới phát triển tỉ lệ nghịch vs đạo đức
Mà tỉ lệ thuận vs những bốc đồng nên cứ giết người rồi cướp giật
Lặp lại thời chiến tranh…tàn sát nhau ko suy nghĩ
Nhưng ko phải bằng bom đạn mà là sự ích kỉ
Tình người đâu ?? sao lại bỏ đói nhau ???
Hay là lại để những con tàu sau đó lênh láng biển dầu ??
Bước với tôi đi cùng nhau đặt dấu chấm hỏi
Trước lối tôi đi sẽ là những câu trả lời
Còn đâu những vẻ đẹp của cuộc sống đơn sơ?
Và còn đâu vẻ đẹp tinh khiết của bông hoa dại khi chớm nở?
Thẫn thờ với những vết nhơ vấy lên giấc mơ bị đập vỡ
Tại sao ta chỉ thẫn thờ đứng nhìn đôi chân ta lầm lỡ?...
Hook:
Hãy bước với tôi đi…đừng mang theo những hối hận
Hãy bước với tôi đi…vì tôi chỉ đến vài đôi lần
Hãy nắm tay tôi đi… rồi bước tiếp cùng đôi chân
Hãy nắm tay tôi đi…đừng để tôi trôi dần
Nếu bạn có mệt mỏi, thì hãy nhắm mắt lại
Tôi sẽ dẫn đường chỉ lối đưa bạn đến vs ngày mai
Nhưng xin đừng thay đổi, đừng bắt tôi quay lại
Và cũng xin đừng tự hỏi …… tôi là ai
Outro:
…Bởi vì tôi là…ước mơ của bạn…và thế giới đẹp đẽ của tôi…cũng nằm trong ánh mắt bạn…trái đất đang gào tên bạn…sự thật đang thét tên bạn…hãy bước cùng tôi đi…hãy bước cùng Bụi đi …
P/s: lần đầu tiên mẹ bụi khen bài này hay =x sướng
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CSS :
body, html {
background: #ffffff url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg);
background-position: center;
background-attachment: fixed;
background-repeat: repeat;
}
body {
background: none;
padding-left: 405px;
padding-right: 5px;
overflow-x:hidden;
font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Helvetica, sans-serif;
font-size: 9pt;
}
#page_title {
overflow: hidden;
opacity:0; width: 0;
}
h1 {
font-size: 22px;
font-weight: bold;
text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px white;
color: #9754cf !important;
}
#top_login {
padding: 2px 10px 0px 0px !important;
margin: 0px 0px 0px 0px;
background-image: url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg);
background-color: none;
background-repeat: repeat;
color: white !important;
}
#sign_up {
padding: 0px 3px 0px 3px !important;
margin: 0px 0px 0px 0px !important;
position: relative !important;
}
#alert_beacon {
text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px white;
color: #9e59d4 !important;
}
/*bm----- Updater Responses and new Plurks -------bm*/
#updater {
padding: 2px;
margin-top: -10px;
text-transform: none;
border:0;
color: #fff;
background: url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg);
right: 10px; left: auto;
-moz-border-radius:12px;
-webkit-border-radius:12px;
-khtml-border-radius:12px;
}
#updater .text {
border:0;
color: #fff;
font-size: 11px;
}
#updater a {
color: #ffffff;
font-weight: bold;
text-transform: none;
}
#updater a:hover {
color:#9754cf;
text-transform: none;
font-weight: bold;
}
#plurk-dashboard a, #footer a, #top_login a, #top_bar a {
font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Helvetica, sans-serif;
text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px white;
color: black !important;
}
#top_login a:hover {
border:0;
text-decoration: normal;
color: #fff;
}
/*bm -------KARMA--------bm*/
#karma, .karma_hover {
font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Helvetica, sans-serif;
text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px white;
color: #754cbf;
font-weight:bold;
}
.karma_arrow {
filter:alpha(opacity=0);
-moz-opacity:.0;
opacity:.0;
}
/*bm ----- TIMELINE ------ bm*/
#timeline_holder {
padding-left: 210px;
padding-right: 215px;
position: relative;
background: none;
background-color: transparent; background-repeat: no-repeat !important;
background-position: 100% 100%;
border: 0px solid #CCCCCC;
-webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-o-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-khtml-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
}
#bottom_line {
font-size: 11px;
margin-top: -2px;
border-top:0px solid #b9aeab;
border-bottom: 1px solid transparent;
background: url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg);
position: relative;
top: 365px !important;
right: 215px;
left: 0px;
}
.bottom_start , .bottom_end {color:#c3c3c3 !important;font-weight:bold;font-size:11px ; }
.cmp_arrow_right{background:transparent url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg) 0px 0 no-repeat;width:36px;font-size:1px;height:32px;}
.cmp_back_to_today{background:transparent url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg) 0 0 no-repeat;width:36px;font-size:1px;height:32px;}
textarea#input_small, textarea#input_big {
-moz-border-radius:10px;
-webkit-border-radius:10px;
-khtml-border-radius:10px;
color: #7a3fb7 !important;
}
textarea#input_big, textarea#input_permalink {
background: transparent;
border-bottom: 1px solid #fff;
border-top: transparent;
order-left: transparent;
border-right: transparent;
}
.mini_form {
color: black;
font-weight: bold;
text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px white;
-moz-border-top-left-radius: 10px 10px;
-webkit-border-top-left-radius: 10px 10px;
-khtml-border-top-left-radius: 10px 10px;
-moz-border-top-right-radius: 10px 10px;
-webkit-border-top-right-radius: 10px 10px;
-khtml-border-top-right-radius: 10px 10px;
}
.p_img img {
-moz-border-radius:5px;
-webkit-border-radius:5px;
-khtml-border-radius:5px;
}
.emoticon, .p_img {
-webkit-transition-duration: 500ms;
-moz-transition-duration: 500ms;
-khtml-transition-duration: 500ms;
}
.emoticon:hover, .p_img:hover {
-webkit-transform: rotate(390deg) scale(1.2);
-moz-transform: rotate(390deg) scale(1.2);
-khtml-transform: rotate(390deg) scale(1.2);
}
.info_box {
-moz-border-bottom-left-radius: 10px 10px;
-webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 10px 10px;
-khtml-border-bottom-left-radius: 10px 10px;
-moz-border-bottom-right-radius: 10px 10px;
-webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 10px 10px;
-khtml-border-bottom-right-radius: 10px 10px;
}
#emoticons_show img {
border: 0px !important;
}
#emoticons_show, #emoticons_tabs ul li {
background-image: url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg) !important;
background-repeat: repeat;
border: 1px solid grey;
padding: 2px 2px 2px 2px !important;
-moz-border-radius: 8px;
-webkit-border-radius: 8px;
-khtml-border-radius: 8px;
}
.day_bg .div_inner {
background: url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg) no-repeat Bottom;
width: 80px; border: none;
}
.response_count {
background: transparent;
color: #9a56d1 !important;
padding: 2px 2px 2px 2px;
-moz-border-radius:3px;
-webkit-border-radius:3px;
-khtml-border-radius:3px;
}
.new .response_count {
background: #9a56d1;
border: 0px solid #ffffff;
color: #ffffff !important;
padding-left: 4px;
padding-right: 4px;
padding-top: 1px;
padding-bottom: 3px;
}
.plurk_box .list .empty {
text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px white;
}
.plurk_box .list {
background-color: white !important;
-moz-border-radius:10px;
-webkit-border-radius:10px;
-khtml-border-radius:10px;
}
.plurk_box .caption {
background: rgb(72,72,72);
color: rgb(231,231,231);
-moz-border-radius:10px;
-webkit-border-radius:10px;
-khtml-border-radius:10px;
}
.qualifier {
text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;
color: white;
padding: 0px 1px 0px 1px;
-moz-border-radius:4px;
-webkit-border-radius:4px;
-khtml-border-radius:4px;
}
.plurk_cnt {
text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px white;
padding: 0px 0px 0px 0px !important;
border: 1px solid #CCCCCC;
opacity: .9;
-moz-border-radius:10px;
-webkit-border-radius:10px;
-khtml-border-radius:10px;
}
.plurk_cnt table {
-moz-border-radius:10px;
-webkit-border-radius:10px;
-khtml-border-radius:10px;
}
#filter_tab a {
background-image: url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg);
background-repeat: repeat;
background-color: none !important;
border: 0px solid #CCCCCC !important;
color: white;
text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;
opacity: 1 !important;
-moz-border-bottom-left-radius:8px;
-webkit-border-bottom-left-radius:8px;
-khtml-border-bottom-left-radius:8px;
-moz-border-bottom-right-radius:8px;
-webkit-border-bottom-right-radius:8px;
-khtml-border-bottom-right-radius:8px;
}
#filter_tab .off_tab {
background: none !important;
border: 0px solid #CCCCCC !important;
text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;
}
/*bm -------LOADING------- bm*/
.list .loading {
position:absolute;
height:120px;
background:transparent url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg) no-repeat 50% 50%;
}
.loading img {
filter:alpha(opacity=0);
opacity:.0;
}
/*bm----- PANE PLURK ----bm*/
#dashboard_holder {
position: relative;
width:100% !important;
color: white;
}
.plurkaction {
-moz-border-radius:8px;
-webkit-border-radius:8px;
-khtml-border-radius:8px;
border: 0px solid #CCCCCC;
color: yellow;
-webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-o-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-khtml-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
background-image: url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg);
background-repeat: repeat;
background-color: transparent;
}
.plurkaction .qual_holder {
text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px white;
font-weight: bold;
color: #FFFFFF;
}
.plurkaction,#toggle_tab li.tt_selected,#plurk-dashboard,#more_options_link{
border: 0px solid #9754cf;
background: url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg);
color:#c3c3c3 !important;
}
.share_search {
position:relative;
bottom: 10px;
padding-right: 50%;
}
#more_options_holder, #more_options_holder table td {
color: white !important;
text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black !important;
background: none !important;
}
#reply_box {
background-image: url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg);
background-repeat: repeat;
background-color: transparent;
color: #CCCCCC;
}
/*bm -------Dashboard------- bm*/
#plurk-dashboard table, #plurk-dashboard td {
color: white !important;
text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;
}
#plurk-dashboard {
-moz-border-radius:8px;
-webkit-border-radius:8px;
-khtml-border-radius:8px;
border:0 !important;
background: transparent !important;
-webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-o-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-khtml-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
background-color: transparent;
}
#plurk-dashboard h2{
color: #9754cf;
background: transparent !important;
font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Helvetica, sans-serif;
font-size: 24px;
border-bottom: 0px solid #83DF45;
text-transform: capitalize;
text-shadow: #ffffff 1px 1px 0;
}
#profile_pic {
-webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-o-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-khtml-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
position: fixed !important;
opacity: 1 !important;
margin: 0px 0px 0px 0px;
padding: 3px 3px 3px 3px;
background-color: white;
left: 5px;
top:5px;
width:185px;
height:185px;
border: 0px solid #CCCCCC;
-webkit-border-radius: 8px;
-khtml-border-radius: 8px;
-moz-border-radius: 8px;
}
#dash-stats .award_bar img {
-moz-transform: scale(0.7);
-khtml-transform: scale(0.7);
-webkit-transform: scale(0.7);
-o-transform: scale(0.7);
}
#dash-stats .award_bar {
position: fixed !important;
background: url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg) repeat-x;
-webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-o-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-khtml-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
padding: 0px 0px 5px 0px;
border: 0px solid #CCCCCC;
left: 0px;
opacity: 1 !important;
text-align : right;
top: 195px;
width:185px;
-moz-border-radius: 8px;
-webkit-border-radius: 8px;
-khtml-border-radius: 8px;
}
#dash-stats .award_bar div {
padding: 1px 2px 20px 1px;
margin: 0px 0px 0px 0px;
height: 15px;
width: 15px;
}
#dash-stats h3 {
font-size: 22px;
}
#dash-stats
{
border:1px solid #9754cf;
color: #a21d04;
-moz-border-radius:8px;
-webkit-border-radius:8px;
-khtml-border-radius:8px;
position: fixed !important;
-webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-o-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-khtml-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
opacity : 5 !important;
text-align: center;
margin: 0px 0px 0px 0px;
padding: 3px 3px 3px 3px;
left: 5px;
top: 255px;
width:185px;
}
#dash-additional-info {
-moz-border-radius:8px;
-webkit-border-radius:8px;
-khtml-border-radius:8px;
position: fixed !important;
opacity : 1 !important;
text-align: left;
color: white;
text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;
margin: 0px 0px 0px 20px;
padding: 35px 3px 3px 3px;
left: 205px;
top: 60px;
width:190px;
}
p#about_me {
position: fixed !important;
margin: 0px 00px 0px 0px;
text-shadow: 1px 2px 2px black;
color: #9e59d4;
left: 5px;
text-align : center;
top: 520px;
width:195px;
}
#dash-profile {
background: url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg);
-webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-o-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-khtml-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-moz-border-radius:8px;
-webkit-border-radius:8px;
-khtml-border-radius:8px;
position: fixed !important;
opacity : 1 !important;
text-align: center;
color: #fff;
text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;
margin: 0px 0px 0px 0px;
padding: 3px 3px 3px 3px;
border: 0px solid #CCCCCC;
left: 205px;
top: 5px;
height:140px;
width:185px;
}
#dash-friends {
padding-top: 5px;
text-align: center;
background: url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg);
color: #fff;
position: fixed !important;
-webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-o-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-khtml-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
padding: 3px 3px 3px 3px;
border: 0px solid #CCCCCC;
left: 205px;
opacity: 1 !important;
text-align : center;
top: 150px;
width:185px;
-moz-border-radius: 8px;
-webkit-border-radius: 8px;
-khtml-border-radius: 8px;
}
#dashboard-invite, #sharePlurk {
width: 0; height: 0 !important;
opacity: 0 !important;
padding: 0px !important;
overflow: hidden !important;
}
.friend_holder td {
padding: 0px 0px 3px 3px;
}
.friend_holder img {
-webkit-box-shadow: 1px 1px 2px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-moz-box-shadow: 1px 1px 2px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-o-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-khtml-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
}
#dash-fans {
background: url(www.google.com/logos/high-resolution/elmo-1200x800.jpg);
color: #fff;
-moz-border-radius:8px;
-webkit-border-radius:8px;
-khtml-border-radius:8px;
position: fixed !important;
-webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-o-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
-khtml-box-shadow: 2px 2px 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6);
opacity : 1 !important;
text-align: center;
margin: 0px 0px 0px 0px;
padding: 3px 3px 3px 3px;
border: 0px solid #CCCCCC;
left: 205px;
top: 395px;
width:185px;
}
.dash-segment {
min-height : 60px;
}
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#plurk-dashboard a, #footer a {
font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Helvetica, sans-serif;
text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;
color: white !important;
}
#top_login a, #top_bar a {
font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Helvetica, sans-serif;
text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;
color: white !important;
}
/*bm--- FOOTER ---bm*/
#footer {
top: -85px;
width: 100% !important;
color: black;
padding: 3px 10px 3px 10px;
}
#languge_selector, #footer p {
padding: 3px 25px 3px 25px;
}
/*bm----- Remove Plurk Creature -----bm*/
div#dynamic_logo img {
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Today I visited Strokestown House, Co. Roscommon.
I had planned an exterior shoot of the Strokestown area for a particular project and left blue sky in Boyle. However, half way to Strokestown, the cloud decended and bleached my beautiful sky! My proposed shots needed a rich blue sky - not gonna happen today. Rather than be content with a wasted journey, I thought on my feet and put some energy into an interior project instead, this turned out to be Strokestown House.
If you have not yet visited this place - you should. I found the staff extremely helpful and accommodating. I am grateful to Catherine, John and Ronan for their help. I was allowed to photograph as much as I pleased in all public-access areas. I didn't go mad though, I focused on 'light illuminating the interior'. It took me almost two hours to take eight shots.
Interiors can be difficult to shoot if you wish to convey the natural beauty of window light. Straight off - it is next to impossible to achieve without multiple exposures.
I usually spend a bit of time looking first, camera hand held - standing, eye-level, squat, even sometimes lie on the floor. What lens to use. Get it right in the frame, verticals/horizontals - are they parallel to the edges of the frame, what is the subject here ... details.
Once I've found my spot, I get the tripod and compose the shot, I have no problem (where possible) moving objects to different positions within the frame to get what I want. Then its camera settings. I always shoot in RAW.
For this shot; ISO 100. White Balance Cloudy (there was zero colour adjustment made to this image during processing). Aperture set to f/16 for sharpness all the way through. For the lens I was using (Nikkor 17-55mm 2.8G) I find best performance at f/16 or 18 aperture not at f/22 as you might expect. I used a cable release and set the camera 'mirror-lock to 'up' position to avoid camera shake. Finally, I experiment with shutter speed settings to determine the exposure for Highlights (so as to retain detail in the bright window) - 0.6seconds. I subsequently took three more exposures to cover mid-tones and shadows - 1.6, 3.0 and 5.0 seconds. Bang, bang, bang. Ya, ya, I know, sounds painful but believe me, if you want to learn about your camera you need to experiment. If you don't want to spend ages fixing mistakes in Photoshop, try getting in right in the camera as much as possible.
In CS2, the RAW files were processed for tone and contrast only. Layers were blended and the image finished with a mild touch of sharpening using a high-pass filter.
On all our tours I encourage our guests to also shoot verticals, not only horizontals. Magazines for instance, are all based on verticals, so if you ever want your picture to grace the cover or to be published on a full page, you'll need to shoot verticals as well.
A little while back I got an email from British Airways, asking whether I had a vertical version of my famous picture The Edge, of an elephant at Victoria Falls. And as a matter of fact I did, I just never processed it. When I started processing the image, I wondered why I hadn't done it earlier - the vertical version seems to make more sense because you can actually see the height of the falls and you can see all the water falling down.
Anyway, British Airways published the shot and I was happy they had given me a good reason to dive into my image library again.
Here's the background story that I wrote for the horizontal version:
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It's hard enough to make original pictures, but with some subjects it simply borders the impossible.
When I was at Victoria Falls last year, I thought about the billions of photographs that must have been taken there, and I almost decided to just visit the place without my camera. That was until I spoke with some of the local people, who told me that they had seen a bull elephant crossing the Zambezi river the day before. During my research I had not seen any images of the falls with an elephant in it, so I decided to stay a few extra days and try my luck.
The course of the Zambezi is dotted with numerous tree-covered islands, which increase in number as the river approaches the falls. As the dry season takes effect, the islets on the crest become wider and more numerous, and with the water level of the Zambezi dropping, once submerged walkways and fresh foraging possibilities present themselves. This elephant was apparently aware of this.
On the third day I left very early with a small boat to reach my location. On my way to the edge I suddenly saw the lone bull wading through shallow parts of the river, but it was far away and light levels were low, so I decided to continue to the falls. I took some sunrise shots and half an hour later I saw the elephant approaching the falls. I quickly collected my gear and moved carefully towards the edge where the water plummeted into a 360ft chasm - not particularly nice when you're afraid of heights... I set everything up in order to include as much as possible of the falls and made a composition. Luckily the elephant was aware of my preference to shoot into the light, so his position couldn't be better.
After I took the shots, I knew I had just witnessed and captured something very special. Later that day local people confirmed this by telling me that they had never seen an elephant so close to the edge of the falls before - exactly what I wanted to hear!
This image was featured as a double page spread in National Geographic, and won First Prize in the European Wildlife Photographer of the Year Awards.
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Marsel
©2013 Marsel van Oosten, All Rights Reserved. This image is not available for use on websites, blogs or other media without the explicit written permission of the photographer.
My umbrella setup consists of the Adorama light stand , umbrella holder , Flex TT5 Pocket Wizard, the 580 EX ii and the Photoflex Umbrella. Also I have a Mini TT1 pocket wizard on my Canon 50D
Soonest Mended
BY JOHN ASHBERY
Barely tolerated, living on the margin
In our technological society, we were always having to be rescued
On the brink of destruction, like heroines in Orlando Furioso
Before it was time to start all over again.
There would be thunder in the bushes, a rustling of coils,
And Angelica, in the Ingres painting, was considering
The colorful but small monster near her toe, as though wondering whether forgetting
The whole thing might not, in the end, be the only solution.
And then there always came a time when
Happy Hooligan in his rusted green automobile
Came plowing down the course, just to make sure everything was O.K.,
Only by that time we were in another chapter and confused
About how to receive this latest piece of information.
Was it information? Weren’t we rather acting this out
For someone else’s benefit, thoughts in a mind
With room enough and to spare for our little problems (so they began to seem),
Our daily quandary about food and the rent and bills to be paid?
To reduce all this to a small variant,
To step free at last, minuscule on the gigantic plateau—
This was our ambition: to be small and clear and free.
Alas, the summer’s energy wanes quickly,
A moment and it is gone. And no longer
May we make the necessary arrangements, simple as they are.
Our star was brighter perhaps when it had water in it.
Now there is no question even of that, but only
Of holding on to the hard earth so as not to get thrown off,
With an occasional dream, a vision: a robin flies across
The upper corner of the window, you brush your hair away
And cannot quite see, or a wound will flash
Against the sweet faces of the others, something like:
This is what you wanted to hear, so why
Did you think of listening to something else? We are all talkers
It is true, but underneath the talk lies
The moving and not wanting to be moved, the loose
Meaning, untidy and simple like a threshing floor.
These then were some hazards of the course,
Yet though we knew the course was hazards and nothing else
It was still a shock when, almost a quarter of a century later,
The clarity of the rules dawned on you for the first time.
They were the players, and we who had struggled at the game
Were merely spectators, though subject to its vicissitudes
And moving with it out of the tearful stadium, borne on shoulders, at last.
Night after night this message returns, repeated
In the flickering bulbs of the sky, raised past us, taken away from us,
Yet ours over and over until the end that is past truth,
The being of our sentences, in the climate that fostered them,
Not ours to own, like a book, but to be with, and sometimes
To be without, alone and desperate.
But the fantasy makes it ours, a kind of fence-sitting
Raised to the level of an esthetic ideal. These were moments, years,
Solid with reality, faces, namable events, kisses, heroic acts,
But like the friendly beginning of a geometrical progression
Not too reassuring, as though meaning could be cast aside some day
When it had been outgrown. Better, you said, to stay cowering
Like this in the early lessons, since the promise of learning
Is a delusion, and I agreed, adding that
Tomorrow would alter the sense of what had already been learned,
That the learning process is extended in this way, so that from this standpoint
None of us ever graduates from college,
For time is an emulsion, and probably thinking not to grow up
Is the brightest kind of maturity for us, right now at any rate.
And you see, both of us were right, though nothing
Has somehow come to nothing; the avatars
Of our conforming to the rules and living
Around the home have made—well, in a sense, “good citizens” of us,
Brushing the teeth and all that, and learning to accept
The charity of the hard moments as they are doled out,
For this is action, this not being sure, this careless
Preparing, sowing the seeds crooked in the furrow,
Making ready to forget, and always coming back
To the mooring of starting out, that day so long ago.
John Ashbery, “Soonest Mended” from The Double Dream of Spring. Copyright © 1966, 1970 by John Ashbery. Reprinted with the permission of Georges Borchardt, Inc. on behalf of the author.
Source: The Mooring of Starting Out: The First Five Books of Poetry (Ecco Press, 1997)
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