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'There is a road from the eye to heart that does not go through the intellect.'
--- G K. Chesterton
An autumn drive on the Blue Ridge Parkway can at times be a bit dreamlike . Mitchell County, North Carolina . .
Have a nice day :-)
Gray is the color of intellect, knowledge, and wisdom. It is perceived as long-lasting, classic, and often as sleek or refined. It is a color that is dignified, conservative, and carries authority. Gray is controlled and inconspicuous and is considered a color of compromise, perhaps because it sits between the extremes of black and white. The human eye can distinguish about 500 shades of gray.
-- Sensational Color
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Grey. It makes no statement whatever; it evokes neither feelings nor associations: it is really neither visible nor invisible. Its inconspicuousness gives it the capacity to mediate, to make visible, in a positively illusionistic way, like a photograph. It has the capacity that no other colour has, to make 'nothing' visible.
-- Gerhard Richter
[Larger is gray/greyer...]
“Non dar retta ai tuoi occhi e non credere a quello che vedi. Gli occhi vedono solo ciò che è limitato. Guarda col tuo intelletto, e scopri quello che conosci già, allora imparerai come si vola.”
"Don't listen to your eyes and don't believe what you see. The eyes only see what is limited. Look with your intellect, and discover what you already know, then you will learn how to fly. "
Richard Bach
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Venezia: una città magica, unica. - Venice: a magical, unique city.
“Non dar retta ai tuoi occhi e non credere a quello che vedi. Gli occhi vedono solo ciò che è limitato. Guarda col tuo intelletto, e scopri quello che conosci già, allora imparerai come si vola.”
"Don't listen to your eyes and don't believe what you see. The eyes only see what is limited. Look with your intellect, and discover what you already know, then you will learn how to fly. "
Richard Bach
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There is a road from the eye to heart that does
not go through the intellect....Gilbert K. Chesterton.
In this period there should have been a Christmas market here, but COVID put a stop to that.
It is here, on this “island” (between rivers), near the confluence of the rivers Scheldt and Lys, that the city of Ghent was born. And its name actually derives from Ganda, the Celtic word for confluence.
Three powers are represented in this central square: the citizenry by its mighty Belfry, the intellect by the stately Civic Theatre and the church, by its impressive St Bavo Cathedral.
and riches enough, and that without it intellect is poverty :-)
Mark Twain
HPPT!!
lotus blossom, sarah p duke gardens, duke university, durham, north carolina
essentially the result of an intuitive process, drawing on all that the artist is rather than on anything he thinks, far less theorizes about :-)
James Rufus Agee
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prunus mume, japanese flowering apricot, 'Okitsu-akabana', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
Black Clydesdale
Youth, energy intellect and power.
Love this big gorgeous boy!
South Carrick Hills
SW Scotland
Sunday, 28 February, 202
"Yellow is the perceived color of sunshine. It is associated with joy, happiness, intellect, and energy."
Quote - Marcia Moses
All 7 and we'll watch them fall
They stand in the way of love
And we will smoke them all
With an intellect and a savoir-faire..
No one in the whole universe
Will ever compare..
I am yours now and u are mine
And together we'll love through
All space and time, so don't cry
One day all 7 will die
RIP P. 7 💜
"Oh, Creator of the universe, we meditate upon thy supreme splendor. May thy radiant power illuminate our intellects, destroy our ignorance and guide us in the direction of enlightenment by purifying our inner hearts.
You Who are the Source of all power, whose rays illuminate the world, illuminate our hearts so that they too can do Your work.
Let us commune with the luminous light of consciousness that sustains all the worlds, that it may inspire our liberation."
Dedicated to all my brave Ukranian brothers and sisters, my heart has been breaking watching your suffering, and your courage.
Your spirit shows us that greatness is still among us.
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and riches enough, and that without it intellect is poverty :-)
Mark Twain
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peony lactiflora, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
Amsterdam - Amstelveen - Kalfjeslaan
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There is a road from the eye to heart that does not go through the intellect. G. K. Chesterton
~happy fence friday~
To this photo I came, like many times before, by coincidence. After an a bit unsatisfying tour through the forest Hohwald I was on my way back. At a crossing I saw, that the route to the city Bautzen was shorter than the route homewards. So I decided, ignoring any logic, to drive to Bautzen, because there was a view I've passed many times but never photographed it. When I arrived, a lot of luck came into play too, as an extra colourful sunset was waiting for me there. I'm happy, that on this day, I was following my feelings and not my intellect.
Zu diesem Foto verhalf mir, wie so oft, der Zufall. Nach einer eher unbefriedigenden Fototour im Hohwald war ich auf dem Weg zurück. An einer Kreuzung sah ich, dass die Strecke nach Bautzen kürzer war, als die nach Hause. Alle Logik mißachtend entschied ich mich nach Bautzen zu fahren, denn hier gab es eine Aussicht, die ich schon oft passiert jedoch noch nie fotografiert hatte. Dort angekommen kam noch das Glück ins Spiel, als ein ganz besonders farbenfroher Sonnenuntergang auf mich wartete. Ich bin froh an diesem Tag meinem Gefühl und nicht meinem Verstand gefolgt zu sein.
today technology embraces many fields, sectors. Design, elaborate, build. All simplified, yet the error is always behind the door. This Sanctuary dates back to 1530, built overhanging a mountain corner where it can be reached on foot through tunnels dug out of the rock. All without modern technology but with only the strength of the arms and an extraordinary intellect.
“Some people think only intellect counts: knowing how to solve problems, knowing how to get by, knowing how to identify an advantage and seize it. But the functions of intellect are insufficient without courage, love, friendship, compassion, and empathy.”
― Dean Koontz
Don't break character
You've got a lot of heart
Is this real or just a dream?
Rise up like the sun
Labor 'til the work is done
(Let's get it started in here)
And the bass keeps runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin'
And runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin'
And runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin, and runnin', runnin'
And
In this context, there's no disrespect
So when I bust my rhyme, you (break ya necks)
We got five minutes for us to disconnect
From all intellect, collect the rhythm effect
To lose your inhibition follow your intuition
Free your inner soul and break away from tradition
'Cause when we be out, girlies pull they weave out
You wouldn't believe how, we wow shit out
Burn it 'til it's burned out, turn it 'til it's turned out
Act up from north, west, east, south
Everybody (Yeah), everybody (Yeah)
Just get into it (Yeah), get stupid (Come on)
Get it started, (Come on) get it started (Yeah), get it started
Let's get it started (Ha), let's get it started (In here)
Let's get it started (Ha), let's get it started (In here)
Let's get it started (Ha), let's get it started (In here)
Let's get it started (Ha), let's get it started (In here)
Yeah
Lose control, of body and soul
Don't move too fast, people, just take it slow
Don't get ahead, just jump into it
Y'all hear about it, the Peas will do it
Get started, get stupid
Don't worry about it, people will walk you through it
(Step by step) like an infant new kid
(Inch by inch) with the new solution
(Transmit hits) with no delusion
(The feeling's irresistible and that's how we movin')
Everybody (Yeah), everybody (Yeah)
Just get into it (Yeah), get stupid (Come on)
Get it started, (Come on) get it started (Yeah), get it started
Let's get it started (Ha), let's get it started (In here)
Let's get it started (Ha), let's get it started (In here)
Let's get it started (Ha), let's get it started (In here)
Let's get it started (Ha), let's get it started (In here)
Yeah
And the bass keeps runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin'
C'mon y'all, let's get (Coo-koo), uh-huh, let's get (Coo-koo) in here
Wild out, get (Coo-koo), uh-huh, let's get (Coo-koo) in here
Wild out, get (Coo-koo), uh-huh, let's get (Coo-koo) in here
Ohh-ohh-ohh
(Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya!)
Let's get ill, that's the deal
At the gate, and Will bring the bugged out drill (Just)
Lose your mind, this is the time
Y'all can't stand still, twist and bang your spine (Just)
Bob your head like me, apl.de
Up inside the club or in your Bentley
Get messy, loud and sick
Y'all mind pass normal on another head trip
So, come them now, do not correct it
Let's get ignant, let's get hectic
Everybody (Yeah), everybody (Yeah)
Just get into it (Yeah), get stupid (Come on)
Get it started, (Come on) get it started (Yeah), get it started
Let's get it started (Ha), let's get it started (In here)
Let's get it started (Ha), let's get it started (In here)
Let's get it started (Ha), let's get it started (In here)
Let's get it started (Ha), let's get it started (In here)
Yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Get (Coo-koo), uh huh, we (Coo-koo) in here
Let's get (Coo-koo), uh-huh, we (coo-koo) in here
Wild out, get (Coo-koo), uh-huh, we (Coo-koo) in here
Ohh ohh ohh
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya!
And runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin'
And runnin', runnin' and runnin'
"The creation of something new is not accomplished by the intellect but by the play instinct acting from inner necessity. The creative mind plays with the object it loves."
— Carl G. Jung
It does not only operate in the blinding flash of a moment seized; it works all the time. The snatched picture merely cuts across the vein of observable incident or accident which is always beating, whether or not the fingers actually press :-)
Lincoln Kirsten
phlox, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
Berlin - Rosenthalerstraße
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and thumps about things which the intellect scorns :-)
Mark Twain
HPPT!! HBW!!
rose, 'Love and Peace', little theater rose garden, raleigh, north carolina
Havana, Cuba
Plaza de la Revolución
Het ruim bemeten plein Plaza de la Revolución, wat voorheen Plaza Cívica werd genoemd, ligt in het westelijke deel van de stad. Vroeger werd dit plein meerdere malen gebruikt voor de soms uren durende speeches van Fidel Castro. De toeschouwers stonden hierdoor soms uren lang in de bloedhete zon. Plaza de la Revolución is nog altijd een belangrijke plek in Havana. Je treft hier het indrukwekkend José Martí monument. Deze Cubaanse schrijver, dichter en filosoof was voor de Cubanen vooral een revolutionaire strijder en een groot intellect. Hij is dan ook een nationale held in Cuba.
The intellect of man is forced to choose
Perfection of the life, or of the work,...
(Je ne me souviens pas aujourd'hui, de la raison qui me fit choisir ce début de poème pour illustrer cette photo...) 😉
#MacroMonday
#Nuts
Pareidolia gone nuts? I was lucky that I still had the package of walnut halves that I'd bought for the "In Ice" theme (please see the first comment). So I thought I'd continue that story: a "brain", finally freed from the restrictions of its former ice skull housing – what would it do? I think it would begin to curiously discover its new world, discover its own intellect (without the interfering thoughts of its previous owner) – much like a child that grows up and gets more and more independent, and has an enormous hunger for knowledge, but also for mischief and fun :) My first idea was to make a pair of glasses for the brain / walnut; I thought I'd use jewellery wire for it, but then I looked at the small walnut halves and the thin wire, and thought: impossible! Unachievable! Too difficult for my clumsy hands! Well, I might have given it a (most likely unsuccessful) try, but went looking for nuts in the toolbox instead, nuts small enough to serve as eyes. So may I introduce you to Frankie, the brain that set out to conquer the macro world – but should adjust its eyes first :)
Happy Macro Monday, Everyone, stay safe and healthy!
Die Muttern aller Kopfnüsse
So erschien mir dieses Thema zunächst – es erwies sich dann aber als erstaunlich leicht und schnell umsetzbar. Zum Glück hatte ich noch Walnüsse vom Thema "In Ice" übrig, und so dachte ich auch gleich daran, die Geschichte des "Gehirns" im Eisschädel (siehe ersten Kommentar) weiterzuspinnen. Was würde so ein Gehirn, plötzlich ganz auf sich allein gestellt, weil vom Eise, damit aber auch von den störenden Gedanken seines ehemaligen Besitzers befreit, wohl tun? Ich könnte mir vorstellen, dass es wie ein Kind seine neue Welt erkundet, wissbegierig und neugierig, dabei auch stets zum einen oder anderen Unfug bereit. Um also der Walnuss alias Hirn ein Gesicht zu geben, dachte ich daran, ihm / ihr eine Brille aus Schmuckdraht zu basteln. Je mehr ich aber überlegte, wie ich das wohl elegant anstellen könnte (z.B. unter Zuhilfenahme von Buntsstiften für die runde Gläserform), ohne mir dabei die Finger und gleich auch noch den Draht unrettbar zu verbiegen, desto lauter wurde der (gedankliche) Ruf nach einer einfacheren Lösung. Also habe ich den Werkzeugkasten nach möglichst kleinen Muttern als "Augen" durchstöbert – und wurde zum Glück fündig :) Darf ich also vorstellen: Frankie, das Hirn :)
Ich wünsche Euch eine schöne erste Mai-Woche, passt gut auf Euch auf und bleibt gesund!
FOR E.
On the Soul (Greek Περὶ Ψυχῆς (Perì Psūchês) is a major treatise by Aristotle on the nature of living things.
His discussion centres on the kinds of souls possessed by different kinds of living things, distinguished by their different operations. Thus plants have the capacity for nourishment and reproduction, the minimum that must be possessed by any kind of living organism. Lower animals have, in addition, the powers of sense-perception and self-motion (action).
Humans have all these as well as intellect.
Is this true?
WISH YOU ALL A MOST HAPPY WEEKEND!
The life of Daniel Herbert can be divided exactly into two halves. The first 33 years are stormy and filled with unrelenting hardship. For a man of so much talent and intellect, the emotional and psychic pain was almost too great to bear. But the next 33 years he lived in Ross allowed him to fulfil many of his hopes and to find the love, acceptance and freedom he so deeply craved. Tranquility had arrived at last.
And so it is fitting to look again upon his masterpiece and see it in the golden light it deserves. Vale Daniel Herbert. We never knew you, and yet you speak to us still. Thank you.
But for the residents of Ross today, the battle to save the Ross Bridge from the further erosions of time continues. It is well worth reading of some of their struggles in this short article. We cannot allow a work of art like this to perish with neglect.
www.abc.net.au/news/2018-04-29/ross-bridge-protection-bid...
This is one of the most famous vistas in the world and it is truly one of the most impossible to photograph. That may sound like a bit of a dumb statement considering how beautiful it is and that you have a very nice flat viewing platform with which to enjoy it. The reason that I say this is because the landscape is so incredible that no photograph will ever truly do it justice. It is a place that you have to experience for yourself. The second reason that I named this image "Impossible" is because in truth this isn't a place that magically formed over billions of years worth of random collisions and dramatic weather events and climate change. When you actually take a moment to just sit and look at this place and drive into the valley while viewing the towering granite peaks and roaring waterfalls all around you, it is clearly evident that there is so much intentionality in this place. See, catastrophic weather events can certainly create some beautiful things, but they cannot do so on their own accord. A flood may have power, but it does not have creativity, precision, intellect, or love. Rather a loving Creator is continually creating even while using broken things and catastrophic events to create something infinitely more beautiful than random chance could ever accomplish. If we actually take a moment to take in the beauty of creation all around us, it is extremely evident that there is a highly intelligent, insanely creative, and unimaginably powerful Creator behind all of this. His name is Jesus!
All 7 and we'll watch them fall
They stand in the way of love
And we will smoke them all
With an intellect and a savoir-faire
No one in the whole universe
Will ever compare
I am yours now and u are mine
And together we'll love through
All space and time, so don't cry
One day all 7 will die
All 7 and we'll watch them fall
They stand in the way of love
And we will smoke them all
With an intellect and a savoir-faire
No one in the whole universe
Will ever compare
I am yours now and u are mine
And together we'll love through
All space and time, so don't cry
One day all 7 will die
And I saw an angel come down unto me
In her hand she holds the very key
Words of compassion, words of peace
And in the distance an army's marching feet (1,2,3,4 - 1,2,3,4)
But behold, we will watch them fall
And we lay down on the sand of the sea
And before us animosity will stand and decree
That we speak not of love only blasphemy
And in the distance, 6 others will curse me
But that's alright, (that's alright)
4 I will watch them fall(1,2,3,4,5,6,7)
All 7 and we'll watch them fall
They stand in the way of love
And we will smoke them all
With an intellect and a savoir-faire
No one in the whole universe
Will ever compare
I am yours now and u are mine
And together we'll love through
All space and time, so don't cry
One day all 7 will die
[(Just how old)]
And we will see a plague and a river of blood
And every evil soul will surely die in spite of
Their 7 tears, but do not fear
4 in the distance, 12 souls from now
U and me will still be here - we will still be here
There will be a new city with streets of gold
The young so educated they never grow old
And a, there will be no death 4 with every breath
The voice of many colors sings a song
That's so bold
Sing it while we watch them fall
All 7 and we'll watch them fall
They stand in the way of love
And we will smoke them all
With an intellect and a savoir-faire
No one in the whole universe
Will ever compare
I am yours now and u are mine
And together we'll love through
All space and time, so don't cry
One day all 7 will die
(Just how old)
(Just how old)
(Just how old)
My metaphor range is strange as angles
You get tangled, twist inside affections
Channels repeat, complete, can't compete
Check the hour texture, mind adventure
Exploit the point into tracks, to devour
My intellects proceed, with diesel power
RIP Keith Flint
There is a road that goes from the eyes to the heart
without going through the intellect.
(GK Chesterton)
At the Folk Life exhibit in the Dorchester Museum in Dorset, UK, I noticed this striking array of period glass. I thought that the light coming through the window made the pottery & glass look like a painting.
"The intellect of the wise is like glass; it admits the light of heaven and reflects it." ~ Augustus Hare
Une épopée quantique
Être juste là ne fût ce qu’un instant,
Dans l’univers du tout, dans l’air et l’eau
Juste la quiétude dans le creux du temps,
Lâcher le pléthore, juste être un badaud.
Un intellect qui vagabonde,
Vivre au gré des vents, n’être plus qu’un,
Avec chaque particule qui abonde,
Se fondre, se perdre dans les embruns.
Le rêve de n’être plus qu’une pensée,
Qui trimarde dans la seule liberté,
D’être un homme que l’on laisse fuir,
Qui se pose tel un doux zéphyr.
Pour vous dire un au revoir, sur la sable
Voilà, je ne suis déjà qu’une ombre,
De l’anti-matière des hommes en nombre,
Une âme quantique, un insaisissable.
Michaël Overberg
Pour parvenir à la sublimation artistique l’étude singulière, académique de celle-ci ne suffit pas, mais il faut transcender son immanence. L’œuvre qui interpelle ou pas est issue de la néguentropie de l’esprit, pour magnifier un état, une idée, une solitude, un devenir… L’art n’est pas juste un regard prismatique de la raison, mais une évasion dans la psyché, un sentiment de liberté. On ne critique pas une émotion, un besoin, une démarche, on tâche de les comprendre, de les accepter sans nulle critique au mieux… Qui peut juger, dénigrer l’approche artistique d’un être dans l’absolu, dans son absolu de juste partager une part de soi ? Sûrement pas un homme, ni même soit-disant un dieu. A part peut-être des petits « esprits » du bon goût égocentriques qui pensent être au dessus de la liberté des créateurs. L’artiste voyage d’idées comme un vent léger, dans le souffle du dépassement de soi, juste pour laisser un trace de vie de sa vie et peut-être dans le cœur des autres, parfois heureuse et parfois speen, juste une minute de bonheur simple dédiée au présent, juste une trace dans, le toucher, l’oreille ou le regard, un instant d’éternité dans la communion de l’art qui donne du sens, de la beauté à l’existence. L’art est le dépassement de l’homme, le sublime de l’intellect...
Romain Gred
Quote by Leonardo da Vinci.
Victorian cast iron nails from about 1850 !
We found a lot in some old barnwood we got.
This is 5,5 cm
Happy Macro Monday.
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It's a rocky road that leads to Fairy Falls. It cuts through a hilly woodland where you share the road and trails with grazing cattle. Watch out for those bulls. Some of them are the size of a bread truck. When they turn that tough-guy look on you, it makes you want to light out for the creek. Be sure to watch where you step while you're running. The stink eye isn't the only thing that smells on these trails.
Happy Fence Friday everyone.
Speaking of lighting out, I'm heading to the SF Bay Area today for our annual band reunion. This year marks 55 years since the Intellects first started making a racket in our parent's garages. CYA all on Monday.
Yuba County, CA
Phillip is like an adopted grandson of mine (although about 10 years older than my oldest grandson). In character, athletics, intellect, and social skills he is amazing. Later in the evening he was named prom king. His beautiful date flew in from New York to attend prom with him!
Happy Sliders Sunday, everyone!!!
Have a blessed Sunday!
“The division in our lives was curious. Downstairs, there was pure convention, upstairs pure intellect. But, there was no connection between them.”
— Virginia Woolf
Glossy Ibis, Circle B Bar Reserve, Lakeland, Florida. Title from the poem "Birds Have Beaks" by Ted L. Glines.
Shannon O'Shea Wildlife Photography
I had a clear out of my kitchen cupboards today (last time was 2012 according to the oldest date I found on a pkt of dried herbs). I found a couple of packets of nuts which I crunched up and put out on the bird feeder. Not long after this hungry pair descended for a feast, however Oz was sitting beneath and become rather excited so started his funny chattering that he does when a bird is in the vicinity. The birds did not seem worried and just took it in turns to watch Oz while the other one ate, it never ceases to amaze me the intellect of other species (although not sure about Oz, he hasn't a clue when it comes to bird stalking!)