A smattering of snow remaining atop the Western fells is seen beyond the vent stacks of the Sellafield plant as a Morecambe - Carlisle service, formed of a Class 156, gets away from Braystones station.

Juvenile Red Tail Hawk - this stare down made me feel rather insignificant.

part of the existing project ; insignificant.

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It's called insignificance because when I stood before this waterfall, everything seemed insignificant.

Trailing smoke, 37219 looks insignificant amongst the 21 arches of Frodsham viaduct with 0C01 1100 Derby RTC to Chester on 3rd March 2021.

The structure was built between 1848 and 1850 for the Birkenhead, Lancashire and Cheshire Junction Railway under engineer James Meadows Rendel.

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mechanical pencil on bfk, 11inx10.25in, 2020

I like photographing waterfalls and fast moving water, no matter how insignificant. This is a small offshoot from the "Unnamed" falls. The adirondacks are literally littered with streams and waterfalls, big and small.

"Who are we? We find that we live on an insignificant planet of a humdrum star lost in a galaxy tucked away in some forgotten corner of a universe in which there are far more galaxies than people."

~Carl Sagan~

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A shot of myself and milky way galaxy, as it was rising above the sea level.

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“According to Kundera, “being” is full of “unbearable lightness” because each of us has only one life to live: “Einmal ist Keinmal” (”once is never”, i.e., “what happened once might as well have never happened at all”). Therefore, each life is ultimately insignificant; every decision ultimately does not matter. Since decisions do not matter, they are “light”: they do not tie us down. But at the same time, the insignificance of our decisions - our lives, or being - is unbearable. Hence, “the unbearable lightness of being.” (quote from Wikipedia)

"The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun."

Ecclesiastes 1:9

Friedrich Nietzsche

Eternal recurrence - a finite number of events infinitely recurring again and again in infinite time, like games of chess, that, played one after another forever, eventually will repeat any game ever played.

The world is an eternal process of coming to be and passing away, where origin and end of the process seem to become fleeting vanishing points.

When there is no final point, no destination, eventually every combination of matter and energy will be realized and repeated and infinite number of times - an escheresque return, a neverending groundhog day.

If a past event is experienced as a future one, it is recognized as something we already know, as something we have experienced before, and therefore, as a repetition.

Every recognition is a remembering - and repetition and memory are both the same movement, just into different directions; for what is remembered, has been and is repeated backwards, whereas actual repitition remembers in forward direction.

Only what we remember can we identify, and only what we recognize can we name and thus make unique.

"Einmal is keinmal", once is never, if the 'once' comes into its true being through repetition only, if it becomes what it should be only by means of recurrence (and the english language seems to see it that way - in english, you do not "cognize", but you "re-cognize"... the repetition is in the word already).

Once is never, is just a draft, nameless and without reference, like a ray of light without reflection, like a sound with nothing to resonate in, not seen, not heard, not recognized - and therefore, equal to non-existent, to never-been?

Or is "einmal", once, the source, the beginning from where all possible repetitions take their origin?

The 'once' that holds all possible events within, all possible becomings that are actual, that are within the now, that are now?

" Une fois pour toutes", Deleuze says, "The paradoxicality of true repetition is that 'once' stands for 'all'".

Einmal ist alles. Once is all.

Once is what we experience, right now. Once is the moment. Each moment arises and perishes, and the perishing of a moment allows the next moment to arise. For the moment, there is no end. The perishing of a moment is not a final state. Moments do not end in time because they allow other moments to arise.

"The moment is immortal in which I produce return. For the sake of this moment I bear return."

(Nietzsche's Notebooks)

The eternal return is the vertigo that causes the subject, the event, the now to go around and around for innumerable times in series of infinite vibrations of being: all these vibrations reverberating, until the consonance of this same instant, in which these dissonances are reabsorbed anew, is re-established.

This was the scene along the Blue Ridge Parkway this week. The sky was perfect.

Standing here watching the sunrise on the mountains made me wonder why we let little insignificant things get into our life and under our skin....instead of a "getaway" I'm calling it a "get real".....Life 101 - Great Smoky Mountains National Park

Gazing into the night sky I am reminded of just how insignificant we really are. Every single speck of light in this small section of sky represents a star or even galaxies of stars each teaming with their own planetary systems. The blurs in the starfield are yet another reminder that we are just another rock hurdling through space. fineartamerica.com/profiles/1-jason-jacobs.html

One of two which David found on Monday! I've yet to find one for myself!! Such dinky little 'micro ladybirds'!

Cound Bank - Shropshire

12A dwarfs the photographer as it storms up Emerald Bank with a train for Lakeside.

Gazing into the immensity of the Grand Canyon can make you feel small and insignificant. Actually, compared to the Canyon, you ARE small and insignificant! This photo is from a hike along the south rim trail on the morning after a snowstorm.

- Grand Canyon National Park, Arizona

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of a car door, that is.

Pretty insignificant daily life moment if you think in a way.

Green Road, Dhaka

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Saldes, Barcelona.

There are moments when some insignificant thing catches your eye, and in some ineffable way hints at some meaning that transcends the thing itself. Here, an improvised curtain left billowing from an upper window suggested something poignant, suspended between the crudeness of the fabric and the lusciousness of its fluid motion in the afternoon breeze. Whoever lives in this little apartment has some story to tell, as do we all, but what we see is only a fleeting indication.

Shot with a Voigtländer Perkeo II

80mm f/3.5 Color-Skopar lens

Ilford HP5+ 400 film

Shot at EI 400

Developed in Rodinal (1:50, 6:16 min, agitated each minute at 80.5F)

Scanned on a Coolscan 9000

We often go on each day and start worrying about little things. Small things that are so insignificant in the grand scheme of things. Then, there are days (and weeks and months) where we worry about bigger things- things that consume your thoughts, day and night. Today, remember that Jesus taught us about worry. Of course, that is not as easy as it sounds. When something consumes your mind, it is torture. When you feel burdened, distraught, or even slightly worried about certain things (or things to come), remember that He is the comforter. He lives inside of us who are born-again. And remember, this life is passing. Nothing here will satisfy, no matter how hard we try. He alone satisfies. So put away your worry and thank Him for His grace and mercy on us!

"Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal; but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. The lamp of the body is the eye. If therefore your eye is good, your whole body will be full of light. But if your eye is bad, your whole body will be full of darkness. If therefore the light that is in you is darkness, how great is that darkness! No one can serve two masters; for either he will hate the one and love the other, or else he will be loyal to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve God and mammon. Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink; nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature? So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble."

Matthew 6:19-34

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Having had firefighter training on multiple occasions, it was a real eye-opener, just how insignificant a garden-hose is, compared to a real firehose.

In the year 1853, the Leith Hay family moved from the South to settle on a cattle property near Rannes. In 1855 the Archer brothers settled at Gracemere near Rockhampton. In 1853 the Archer brothers had travelled northward through Rannes, up the Dee Valley, coming out on the edge of the Razorback ranges, not very far from where the Stopford Highway drops over into Poison Creek. They then descended onto the Fitzroy flats. They were probably the first white men to see Ironstone Mountain (now known as Mount Morgan), although to them it would have appeared to be nothing more than an insignificant hill amongst the various peaks and ridges at the northern end of the Dee Valley.

Ironstone Mountain (or Mount Morgan) was a subsidiary spur of the main coastal range, having a bearing of W.N.W. and E.S.E., and had an altitude of 1276 feet (389m) above sea level.

Shortly afterwards Hugh Robinson selected a cattle property (Calliungal Cattle Station) which stretched from Rannes northwards to the Razorback Ranges, taking in most of the Dee Valley through which the Dee River flows and in which, at the northern end of the valley, lies Mount Morgan.

As far back as 1865 prospectors were fossicking in the gullies in the vicinity of Ironstone Mountain, and alluvial gold was found in the district long before the mountain itself was found to be gold-bearing. The reason for this was, of course, that fossickers were only interested in alluvial gold from the gullies, and perhaps tracing its source to reefs in the surrounding hills; this alluvial gold did not come from the ironstone outcrop of Ironstone Mountain.

Around this period William Mackinlay, a stockman on Calliungal Station, was sent to set up an outstation on the Northern end of the Calliungal run. He built a hut for himself and his family on Box Flat, which is only a short distance from Ironstone Mountain, and was living there when John Gordon, a Scottish migrant, came to the district. Box Flat was later named Maranu by the Railway Department. Horses carting a load up the Razorback Road Carrying a load up the Razorback.

Mackinlay was interested in prospecting, so it was only natural that he prospected in his spare time. In about 1870 he discovered that the ironstone outcrop of Ironstone Mountain was gold bearing. However, we are told that he failed to interest anyone in the specimens of rock (the source of which he kept secret) that he had taken from the mountain. One of his daughters, a Mrs. Healy who lived at Talban on the outskirts of Mount Morgan until 1940, would tell how she, her father and other members of the family would carry bags of stone from the mountain to the creek below to dolly and wash for the gold content.

In 1870 John Gordon applied to select and purchase 640 acres of land on the Northern end of the Calliungal run (under the Crown Land Act of 1868 it was possible for land-seekers to select blocks of land on designated portions of existing runs. After some difficulties over boundaries, he secured the block for 320 pounds, and his western boundary ran right across the top of Ironstone Mountain. He named his block Glen Gordon. Not being a mining man, he would have been ignorant of the significance of the ironstone outcrop.

In those days the owner of the land, to all intents and purposes, owned all the mineral on the land, so Mackinlay and his family decided to keep his discovery a secret, especially from John Gordon. Although Mackinlay could have selected worthwhile land outside the boundary fence, he did not do so.

One of Mackinlay's daughters became friendly with Alexander (Sandy) Gordon, one of John Gordon's sons, and she divulged the secret to him. Mackinlay was so angry that he banished her from their home and thereafter had nothing to do with her. She eventually married Sandy, who died in 1885.

The drought of 1878 and possibly the ill-health of Mrs Gordon forced the family (with the exception of a son, Donald) to leave Glen Gordon and go to live in Rockhampton. As it was necessary to live on a property for a specified time to obtain the freehold title to the land, John Gordon transferred his property to his son Donald who continued to live there, receiving the title in 1879.

Several miles to the north of Glen Gordon, on the plains below the range, David Jones owned a property at Table Mountain which he acquired in 1862. Towards the end of the 1870's one of David Jones sons, John Jones, was working a five-head stamp battery between Table Mountain and Glen Gordon. In 1881 Donald Gordon showed John Jones a specimen of ironstone flecked with minute yellowish metallic particles which he found in the ranges near his home, which was a hut built near the junction of Dairy Creek and the Dee River, and very close to Ironstone Mountain. Jones said it was gold, but a mining man in Rockhampton had told Donald that it was mundic (iron pyrites or foolsgold). Jones was unconvinced and arranged to go to Glen Gordon to obtain a dray load of the stone for testing. In due course he arrived at Glen Gordon only to find Donald missing. Not knowing where to look for the stone, he returned home with an empty dray. What actually happened was that Donald had been suddenly called to Rockhampton because his mother was dangerously ill, and taking the shortest route, he missed seeing Jones. While in Rockhampton, Donald accepted a job in the North and did not return to Glen Gordon.

In 1881 Sandy Gordon was working in the Raglan district for a business and mining man named William Burns. Sandy had wanted to take Burns to Ironstone Mountain and while Burns agreed to go at a later date, for various reasons the visit never eventuated. Later, having been paid off by Burns, he obtained a job at the Galawa mine at Cawarral, owned jointly by Frederick Morgan (a prominent business and mining man in Rockhampton and three times its Mayor) and Thomas Skarratt Hall (a Rockhampton banker). The mine and treatment plant (a stamp battery) was operated by Fred Morgan's two brothers, Tom and Edwin (Ned). Sandy was eventually paid off because of his insobriety.

Sandy's wife pleaded with the Morgans to re-employ him, saying that if they took him back, Sandy would show them where her father found _______; and here some confusion exists, for according to the Early History of Rockhampton by J.T.S. Bird, Mrs Gordon said, copper. Tom Morgan in "The Tales of Early Rockhampton", by G.S. Pattison, also said "copper". Edwin (Ned) Morgan, in The Mount Morgan Gold Mine, Concise History of the Mine and District, by Frank W. Sykes (1893), said it was a silver lode. The Morgans accepted her offer, re-employed Sandy, and in 1882 Tom and Ned Morgan made a prospecting trip to the Dee Valley.

Ned Morgan claims that Sandy agreed to show them a silver lode in the vicinity of Ninemile Creek and that while Sandy was to receive a share if the silver lode was located, he would not partake in any other discoveries they might make. Ned claims that although they failed to find the silver lode, he, by mere chance, discovered that Ironstone Mountain was auriferous (gold bearing). The Morgans, in due course, pegged out claims on the mountain outside Gordon's boundary fence and later were granted leases. They renamed the mountain "Mount Morgan" after themselves.

As Ironstone Mountain was on the western boundary of the 640 acre block (which is only a small block) owned by the Gordons, and since Donald's hut was built at the junction of Dairy Creek and the Dee River, only a very short distance from the mountain, and as Sandy's wife had told Sandy that the mountain was gold bearing and because Sandy had wanted to take William Burns to the mountain, it would be hard to believe that Ned Morgan, in the company of Sandy, should come upon the mountain by "mere chance".

Ned Morgan's account of how he discovered Mount Morgan, written ten years later, is not very convincing to those who know the district (see Ned Morgan's narrative of "How I discovered Mount Morgan" in "The Mount Morgan Mine, Concise History of Mine and District" by Frank W. Sykes, 1893). In Ned's narrative, he says that because all their gear was wet due to torrential rains which fell on Saturday night while prospecting at the Ninemile, they decided to return home the following morning. By noon the following day, after having to ford a number of flooded creeks, they arrived, directed by Sandy, at a hut near the junction of Dairy Creek and the Dee River and later decided to stop the night. In the afternoon, which was bitterly cold and raining, Ned suggested they do a bit of fossicking to put in the afternoon. Tom declined, so he (Ned) and Sandy set out. Ned claims that they travelled two miles north of the hut fossicking the gullies, then crossed over the range in westerly direction and travelled some distance down a gully. He then said that they climbed a mountain to endeavour to discover the position of the hut, when he picked up some black stone from the top of the mountain (without Sandy knowing). Later, at the hut, he crushed the stone (without Sandy knowing) and found it to be rich in gold. Later they pegged out claims on the mountain just outside Gordon's boundary fence.

As B.G. Patterson, in his lecture entitled, "The Story of the Discovery of Mount Morgan", delivered to the Historical Society of Queensland on 27th May 1948, said, "can we be blamed for being incredulous?". If they had travelled in the direction claimed, they would have been following a gully running into a creek which flowed towards Stanwell and would have been some distance from Ironstone Mountain. And why was Ned Morgan so keen on going prospecting on a bitterly cold and rainy Sunday afternoon just to put in time. There is no doubt that Sandy, with his knowledge of the mountain, took Ned to Ironstone Mountain. The Gordons (and others) later claimed that Sandy was cheated out of his rightful share of the mine.

While full credit goes to the Morgans for developing the mine, they do not deserve the credit of being the persons who actually discovered it. The man who discovered it was William Mackinlay. One can only surmise why William Mackinlay did not take steps to secure a valid claim or title to the mountain, knowing it was rich in gold. In those days a title to a mining tenement was not so easily obtained; for a gold-mining lease could only be taken up on a proclaimed goldfield, and Ironstone Mountain was not on such a field until 1883 when the Crocodile goldfield was extended to take in Ironstone Mountain. He could have pegged out a number of small claims, but this required some knowledge of mining regulations and maybe the services of a surveyor. He could have taken up a selection, as did John Gordon, but he probably did not have the necessary finance and he would have had to live on the property for a specified time to obtain the title. He was a stockman, not a mining or business man, and like many others, probably just hoped to sell his knowledge to anyone who could afford to pay for it.

One may also wonder why specimen of rock taken from the mountain-top created little or no interest at first amongst the mining men of the district. We are told that nobody was interested in specimens that Mackinlay had taken to Rockhampton and that Donald Gordon was told in Rockhampton that the fine yellow material in the rock was mundic (iron pyrites, sometimes called "fools" or "newchums" gold). The reason for this, no doubt, was due to physical properties of the gold in the rock. The gold in the ironstone outcrop was very fine and had a tarnished yellow colour which was probably due to a stain of iron oxide. In those days men did not have easy access to an Assay Office, but depended on their ability to recognise gold and were not familiar with fine gold in ironstone rocks. They also did not like to make fools of themselves by mistaking pyrite (mundic, fools or newchum gold) for gold.

In 1882 the three Morgan brothers (Fred, Tom, and Edwin "Ned"), together with three other Rockhampton businessmen, William Knox D'Arcy (solicitor), Thomas Skarratt Hall (bank manager), and William Pattison (grazier), formed a "syndicate" to mine and treat the orebody. They also purchased Glen Gordon from Donald Gordon, who had returned to the district. The Morgans said that all they wanted to purchase from Donald was 10 acres of the freehold in order to have right of way through Glen Gordon, but that Gordon begged them to purchase the lot. They finally bought Glen Gordon for one pound per acre. This syndicate lasted until 1886, when the Mount Morgan Gold Mining Company Limited (now referred to as "The Old Company") was formed.

In 1927, due to the low price of copper, rising costs, industrial trouble and fire in the heavily timbered underground workings, with subsequent flooding of the mine to control the fire, the Company went into voluntary liquidation.

In 1929, "Mount Morgan Limited" was formed and continued until 1968, when Peko Wallsend Limited made a takeover, and Mount Morgan Limited became a subsidiary of Peko Wallsend Limited. Mining and treatment of Mount Morgan ore continued until the closure of the mine in July 1981.

Mined for 99 years, Mount Morgan yielded a total of 225,000 kg of gold, 50,000 kg of silver and 360,000 tonnes of copper; Ironstone Mountain became a very large hole -- 1066 feet (325 metres) deep from the original mountain top.

The Flash Smelter continued to operate at full capacity until 1984, treating copper concentrates from Peko-Wallsend's "Warrego Mine" near Tennant Creek (N.T.) but the concentrates became no longer available and the smelter ceased operations at the end of June, 1984.

A Carbon-in-Pulp Cyanide plant commenced operations in September 1982 to recover gold and silver from accumulated mill tailings, which still contained a gram of gold per tonne, ceased production on 9 November, 1990. This plant produced a further 13979.293 kg of Gold and 4535.167 kg of Silver.

Source: Mount Morgan | Historic Township (www.mountmorgan.org.au)

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Day 122 of 365: No, this picture isn't about you, or anyone on flickr. You're not that important. There are a lot of things in life that piss me off, and none of them have anything to do with something as insignificant as an online community on a photo sharing site. Intolerance pisses me off. Injustice gets my blood boiling. Closed mindedness is a cancer on society. Pettiness ticks me off, especially coming from adults.

All of these things exist on flickr as well, because it's a small slice of the larger population, but it means nothing, because all you have to do is get out of your chair and it disappears. I sometimes feel people forget about that and take things that happen here way too personal. I love my contacts on flickr because I respect their work and they inspire me, and they just seem like good people on top of it. I like people that care about the big picture and use flickr as a platform to make people think (hello Joel). I also like total goofballs who leave witty comments (you know who you are). But most of all, I like people who do good work. What I don't like are douchebags, but I like to handle it the same way I do in real life: just get out of their way. I've done a bit of a poor job at this lately, so this picture is mainly for me to serve as a reminder to stay classy. Fuck, this ain't classy at all. Ok, starting tomorrow then.

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Guard vessel Isadale in the distance, patrolling the waters in the Irish sea to stop vessels anchoring over a vulnerable exposed cable.

A detail from a decorative wall on a commemorative monument in the seaside suburb of St Kilda in Melbourne.

(Photo Friday: Insignificant)

26 by 26 Challenge 14:

Photograph something you consider insignificant.

– Riitta Ikonen & Karoline Hjorth

A macro photograph of one of the first forms of life on Earth, that lived Millions of years before the Dinosaurs.

This insignificant piece of rock, contains evidence of what might be the most ancient life-form that you've ever seen.

About Trilobites:

Trilobites (meaning three lobes) are a fossil group of extinct marine arthropods from the class Trilobita. Trilobites are one of the earliest known groups of arthropods, and first appeared in the fossil records during the Early Cambrian period (521 million years ago). They flourished throughout the lower Paleozoic era before beginning a drawn-out decline to extinction during the Devonian period. All Trilobite orders except Proetida died out at this time. Trilobites finally disappeared completely due to a mass extinction event at the end of the Permian period (about 250 million years ago). Trilobites were among the most successful of all early life on Earth, roaming the oceans for over 270 million years.

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A rock standing proud on the beach today. Tomorrow? Just insignificant grains of sand. Life's like that I guess.

Even before Leipzig was first mentioned in a document in 1015, a Slavic settlement existed here. The city was founded in 1165 when Margrave Otto the Rich of Meissen granted city and market rights to the city at the intersection of the Via Regia and the Via Imperii.

Leipzig was in the Margraviate of Meissen, which became part of the Electorate of Saxony in 1439. Leipzig then belonged to the Duchy of Saxony, whose capital was chosen to be Dresden, which had been insignificant compared to Leipzig or Meissen. Leipzig was often the place where the state parliament met, but Leipzig was never a residence city or a bishop's seat and has always been shaped by the urban bourgeoisie.

The University of Leipzig was founded in 1409 as "Alma Mater Lipsiensis" and was thus one of the three oldest universities in Germany. After being elevated to the status of "Reichsmessestadt" (imperial trade fair city) in 1497 and an extension of the staple right by the future Emperor Maximilian I, Leipzig became a trade fair city of European standing. It developed into the most important German trading center for the exchange of goods between Eastern and Western Europe. Alongside London, the Leipziger Brühl became the international trade center for the fur industry, and the important role played by the Leipzig Jewish community was closely linked to it.

In 1539, the Reformation was finally introduced in Leipzig by Luther and Justus Jonas. Over decades, the development of Leipzig was characterized above all by the constantly improving living conditions. As a trading and trade fair city of increasing importance, Leipzig benefited from the wealthy Leipzig merchant class.

The Thirty Years' War was a severe cut in the prosperous development of the city. Between 1631 and 1642 the city was besieged five times, from 1642 to 1650 it was occupied by the Swedes.

The "Völkerschlacht" (Battle of Leipzig) near Leipzig took place in 1813. In this battle, the allied armies of Austria, Prussia, Russia and Sweden defeated Napoleon's troops and their allies which ultimately led to Napoleon's banishment to the island of Elba.

During WWII there were frequent air raids on the city, which led to considerable destruction of the city center.

In 1989, the Monday demonstrations that started at the Nikolaikirche helped herald the end of the GDR. With the occupation of the district administration for state security by demonstrators on December 4, 1989, state surveillance measures ended in Leipzig.

Johann Sebastian Bach (1685 - 1750) is regarded as one of the best-known, most prolific and most important musicians of all. He is often regarded, especially by musicians, as the greatest composer in music history. He is the most prominent representative of the Bach family of musicians and is today

In his main creative period, he was Thomaskantor and music director in Leipzig. In his main creative period, he was Thomaskantor and music director in Leipzig. As a Thomaskantor Bach was required to instruct the students of the Thomasschule in singing and provide church music for the main churches in Leipzig. A cantata was required for the church services on Sundays and additional church holidays during the liturgical year.

Johann Sebastian Bach had a total of 20 children, seven from his first marriage and 13 from his second, most of whom died in infancy. Four of his sons also became important musicians and composers.

The Thomaskirche in Leipzig is known as the place where Johann Sebastian Bach and the Thomanerchor worked.

The foundations of a Romanesque church were unearthed during archaeological excavations.

The Thomanerchor was founded in 1212 and is one of the oldest boys' choirs in Germany. Around 1355 the Romanesque chancel was rebuilt.

Towards the end of the 15th century, Leipzig became extremely prosperous thanks to silver discoveries in the Erzgebirge (Ore Mountains). This made it possible to afford to rebuild the Leipzig churches within about 40 years. So the old nave was demolished in 1482 and rebuilt in the shape that is largely in place today. The church was reconsecrated in 1496. Over the centuries it has undergone several additions and conversions; the most important is the 68 m high tower, the lowest floor of which dates back to before 1355 and which received the octagonal top in the 14th century. In 1537 the upper part of the tower was rebuilt.

The exterior shape of the church is mainly characterized by renovations and conversions of the 19th century.

Random postings of photos I have taken over the last few years. Explore the photo set to find other work by the artist or of the same theme or event.

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"There is nothing insignificant in the world. It all depends on the point of view."

- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Oh, I ‘ve been tagged by enbiiii

and now I have to write 10 things about me, here it is :

*1* I like drawing, and to be honest I m drawing and painting all my conscious live, but first it was without sense for me until I didn’t enter to the university faculty of design, it was a great pleasure to study there and successfully graduated. But unfortunately after graduated from the university I haven’t enough time to paint only some insignificant drawings.

*2* I adore photography, and I may say that partly it replace my passion to paint and draw. Cause for me photography it s part of painting, photo it s also a painting but it other format. I started to make a pictures relatively not so long ago, one year and few month, after I bought my camera. But I also made photos while I was studding, we had half an year photography curse, and it was soo amazing. I used pretty old film camera of my friend “Zinit” :) but the hole process was so interesting and exciting, and much more difficult then with DSLR camera. I developed films by my self, but truly for it was the most difficult part of all. The most incredible and magic part for me was to print black and white photos!!!! It was really kind of magic for me :)

*3*I like walking in to the city and not only I like nature and fresh air out of all pollution and industry. Especially was interesting to walk in Moscow and discover the city (but Moscow is HUGE, so I still don’t know all about it).

I been live in Moscow for 2 years already , oh it will be 2 years in 17 of September.

My native town is Izhevsk and pretty far from her. It s lovely town where is Kalashnikov was born and still leaving :) well I think Kalashnikov is the biggest pride of my town :)

*4* I like to observe people in metro, in public transportation, in airports, on the street (everywhere) to catch them emotions, different faces, different stile of clothes, sometimes it very funny :)

*5*I adore the sky, planes and window sits :) and I adore travelling to see the world, different people, feel different atmosphere.

And I think love to plane I have from my father, he is a skydiver, and I spend a lot of time in my childhood on a field watching how my father and the other jumping with parachute from a plane or helicopter :) I jump twice too, but it s not the main point, I just love blue endless of the sky, or cloudy landscapes which may see from above, it s under not over, sometimes it s like a snow sea, sometimes there are castles made from clouds, so many different views and for me it so breathtaking!!!

*6* Well :) I m a dreamer, a person who may create own world it a head and live there from time to time. I dream and imagine a lot. Some people say that I m childish sometimes :) but In some case it’s really good to stay a child all live and have that part of simple happiness and simple join of live like children have, to see wonderful in simple things.

*7* I like to make gifts, I suppose that when we give a gift for someone, first of all we do it for ourselves, to get that happy emotion of that person which will receive it, to get a wonderful smile and hugs, simply this make me feel soo good :)

*8* I like sweets, it’s one more things what make me feel very good and sweet :) they say that chocolate and sweets has hormones of happiness, which make us feel good a little :):):) whatever I just like it a lot :P

*9* Oh, wait a second I ve got one more thing which make me feel good :) it ‘s good deep SWEET sleep :):):) well yes, I m a big sleeper sometimes (shy shy shy :))

*10* I adore different quotations, I m collecting it from books, movies, songs.

“they say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world: someone to love, something to do and something to hope for” Tom Bodett

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Taken on the Eastfiords...the weather was not really gentle...

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Kohler-Andrae Stete Park (Wisconsin)

I like it, even with the shadow selfie...I left it in to show the vast dune expanse in proportion to my insignificant self..

"And then an image shot into my consciousness which made those vague menaces and flights of fancy seem mild and insignificant indeed. I have said that I was scanning the miscellaneous prints in the road with a kind of idle curiosity—but all at once that curiosity was shockingly snuffed out by a sudden and paralysing gust of active terror. For though the dust tracks were in general confused and overlapping, and unlikely to arrest any casual gaze, my restless vision had caught certain details near the spot where the path to the house joined the highway; and had recognised beyond doubt or hope the frightful significance of those details. It was not for nothing, alas, that I had pored for hours over the kodak views of the Outer Ones’ claw-prints which Akeley had sent. Too well did I know the marks of those loathsome nippers, and that hint of ambiguous direction which stamped the horrors as no creatures of this planet. No chance had been left me for merciful mistake. Here, indeed, in objective form before my own eyes, and surely made not many hours ago, were at least three marks which stood out blasphemously among the surprising plethora of blurred footprints leading to and from the Akeley farmhouse. They were the hellish tracks of the living fungi from Yuggoth."

H. P. Lovecraft, The Whisperer in Darkness

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France Culture put up a collection of science fiction readings on their website (www.franceculture.fr/creation-sonore/une-selection-de-fic...), including Lovecraft's Whisperer in Darkness, which I was listening to while working on this picture. This machine already felt very arthropodic to me, the crab like Outer Ones came in as a very fitting reference.

Minolta SRT 101 and MC W.Rokkor-HG 1:2.8 35mm, Fomapan 400 in Rodinal 1+50 for 13 min @ 20°C, digitalized with kit zoom on macro extension tubes.

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After the many hours and not insignificant amounts of cash and effort which go into restoring and / or re-vamping old buses, the 'pain' doesn't end there if you're to get any pleasure out of them. Here two current members of our collection are fuelled up in readiness for yesterday's POPS running day at Gladstone Pottery Museum, Longton, Stoke on Trent. In round terms you can now say that it costs about a pound to propell your large preserved bus one mile in direct running consumables ... thankfully there's no wage element!

In the picture are two ex Bournemouth Transport buses, on the left Weymann bodied Leyland Atlantean PDR1 AEL 170B (making it's debut after an overhaul and being out of the public gaze for years) and on the right the ever popular Daimler Roadliner KRU 55F.

As an aside, in days gone by, buses parked here would both be standing just inside the yard of Graham's Coaches of Talke.

(Von Goethe)

It only makes me

insignificant..... yet powerful..

As if I am muddled up inside an old gas can,

waiting for someone to lift the lid.

But there is no time for walking down roads

or

painting the windows black

or

taping your voice, just to hear someone speak

or

timing your dreams for the day

they might come true.

Things just doesn't happen like that, anymore.

Teeny-tiny flowers that look so insignificant on the tips of long stems, until I focused the 100 mm lens on them. Then suddenly, sparkling "painted" jewels!