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One of the first, & probably the most prominent of the pioneer settlers of this country, was the subject of this sketch. He was a Virginian by birth, but emigrated to Kentucky at a very early date, where he remained until the spring of 1815. At that time he removed further west, & settled, at what was then a small French Village-now the great city of St. Louis, Missouri. Possessed of a clear & vigorous intellect, great energy of character, a generous nature, & a remarkably fine physical constitution, Mr. Bates soon distinguished himself among the inhabitants of the village of St. Louis, Missouri. Possessed of a clear & vigorous intellect, great energy of character, a generous nature, & a remarkably fine physical constitution, Mr. Bates soon distinguished himself among the inhabitants of the village of St. Louis. As a mark of their confidence & respect they elected him, unsolicited, sheriff of St. Louis county. He was the first native born citizen of the United States who had ever been here accorded so great distinction. Being spirited & industrious, Mr. Bates resigned the subaltern duties of the office, & engaged in the lumber business on an extensive scale, being the first person who ever engaged in that industry in St. Louis. Under his supervision many of the finest buildings which adorned St. Louis were constructed.
Endowed with penetrating discernment, Mr. Bates perceived the advantage of pushing forward toward the upper Mississippi, where there were then but few settlers. Purchasing a keel-boat, he loaded it with goods, & went up the "Father of Waters" to Galena, Illinois, where he, in conjunction with a nephew, David G. Bates, established a lead-smelting furnace.
For several years Mr. Bates made voyages up & down the river. The site where the thrifty & prosperous city of Hannibal now stands, early attracted his attention as a point likely to concentrate the trade of this locality. So he determined to lay off a town here, & in connection with Gen. Rector, began, in 1819, to clear up & locate its boundaries, cutting away brush & undergrowth with his own hand, in the course of establishing the future great city of the upper Mississippi. Here Mt. Bates opened a store-house. The Indians were at this time quite trouble-some & sometimes he & his associates found it necessary to resort to fire arms for defense.
Mr. Bates brought from St. Louis a large assortment of dry goods & groceries & became the first merchant of the new town. In the meantime Missouri had thrown off her territorial effeminacy, & became a member of the great & growing North American confederacy of States. This all engendered great political & personal strife among those citizens ambitious of distinction & fame. Mr. Bates had but little relish for political dissension, & was often called upon to interfere with & adjust controversies growing out of this cause, for which he seemed to possess a happy faculty. He never instigated any trouble, but bore a conspicuous part as pacificator.
About this time Col. John Miller, subsequently Governor of Missouri, & for many years member of Congress from this State, formed a partnership with Mr. Bates for the purpose of speculating in government lands. They brought up some of the best tracts in this section of the country. Mr. Bates was always noted for his energy & industry, & he was largely instrumental in advancing the interest of the State, & particularly of Marion County. He was a useful citizen, a sincere friend, benevolent, just to all men, & an affectionate husband & father. He died very suddenly, at the present residence of his son, Moses D. Bates, Jr., in Miller township, in Marion County, August 18, 1857, yet still lives in the memory of the people as a good & honest man. His widow, Martha (Gash) Bates, to whom he was married February 22, 1821, is now living in Marion County.
“There is a road from the eye to the heart that does not go through the intellect.”
- G. K. Chesterton
Taken on our recent weekend getaway to Copenhagen. For more information on these photos and other interesting cities, please check out Postcard Intellect
There comes a leap in consciousness, call it intuition or what you will,and the solution comes to you and you don't know why..." -- Albert Einstein
I hope you discover something great today my friends!
orchids seen at the Philadelphia Flower Show 2017
I name Nelson Mandela as “Man of the Past Century” because he is still the most energetic intellect on earth.
In a television broadcast late 1990s, BBC commentator, Brian Walden argued that Nelson Mandela, "perhaps the most generally admired figure of our age, falls short of the giants of the past." Mandela himself argues, "I was not a messiah, but an ordinary man who had become a leader because of extraordinary circumstances." Clearly, a changing world demands redefinition of old concepts.
In the revolution led by Mandela to transform a model of racial division and oppression into an open democracy, he demonstrated that he didn't flinch from taking up arms, but his real qualities came to the fore after his time as an activist - during his 27 years in prison and in the eight years since his release, when he had to negotiate the challenge of turning a myth into a man.
Rolihlahla Mandela was born deep in the black homeland of Transkei on July 18, 1918. His first name could interpret, prophetically, as "troublemaker." The Nelson was added later, by a primary school teacher with delusions of imperial splendour.
Mandela's boyhood was peaceful enough, spent on cattle herding and other rural pursuits, until the death of his father landed him in the care of a powerful relative, the acting regent of the Thembu people. However, it was only after he left the missionary College of Fort Hare, where he had become involved in student protests against the white colonial rule of the institution, which he set out on the long walk toward personal and national liberation.
Having run away from his guardian to avoid an arranged marriage, he joined a law firm in Johannesburg as an apprentice. Years of daily exposure to the inhumanities of apartheid, where being black reduced one to the status of a nonperson, kindled in him a kind of absurd courage to change the world. It meant that instead of the easy life in a rural setting he'd been brought up for, or even a modest measure of success as a lawyer, his only future certainties would be sacrifice and suffering, with little hope of success in a country in which centuries of colonial rule had concentrated all political and military power, all access to education, and most of the wealth in the hands of the white minority. The classic conditions for a successful revolution were almost wholly absent: the great mass of have-nots had humbled into docile collusion, the geographic expanse of the country hampered communication and mobility, and the prospects of a race war were not only unrealistic but also horrendous.
In these circumstances, Mandela opted for non-violence as a strategy. He join the Youth League of the African National Congress and became involved in programs of passive resistance against the laws that forced blacks to carry passes and kept them in a position of permanent servility.
Exasperated, the government mounted a massive treason trial against its main opponents, Mandela among them. It dragged on for five years, until 1961, ending in the acquittal of all 156 accused. However, by that time, the country had convulsed by the massacre of peaceful black demonstrators at Sharpeville in March 1960, and the government was intent on crushing all opposition. Most liberation movements, including the A.N.C. banned. Earning a reputation as the Black Pimpernel, Mandela went underground for more than a year and travelled abroad to enlist support for the A.N.C.
Soon after Mandela’s return, government arrested him and sentenced to imprisonment in Robben Island for five years; within months, practically all the leaders of the A.N.C. arrested. Mandela was hauled from prison to face with them an almost certain death sentence. His statement from the dock was destined to smoulder in the homes and servant quarters, the shacks and shebeens and huts and hovels of the oppressed, and to burn in the conscience of the world: "During my lifetime I have dedicated myself to the struggle of the African people. I have fought against white domination, and I have fought against black domination. I have cherished the ideal of a democratic and free society in which all persons live together in harmony and with equal opportunities. It is an ideal, which I hope to live for and to achieve. But, if needs be, it is an ideal for which I am prepared to die."
Without any attempt to find a legal way out, Mandela assumed his full responsibility. This conferred a new status of moral dignity on his leadership, which became evident from the moment he returned to Robben Island. Even on his first arrival, two years before, he had set an example by refusing to obey an order to jog from the harbour, where the ferry docked, to the prison gates. The warden in charge warned him bluntly that unless he started obeying, he might quite simply be killed and that no one on the mainland would ever be the wiser. Whereupon Mandela quietly retorted, "If you so much as lay a hand on me, I will take you to the highest court in the land, and when I finish with you, you will be as poor as a church mouse." Amazingly, the warden backed off. "Any man or institution that tries to rob me of my dignity will lose," Mandela later wrote in notes smuggled out by friends.
His major response to the indignities of the prison was a creative denial of victimhood, expressed most remarkably by a system of self-education, which earned the prison the appellation of "Island University." As the prisoners left their cells in the morning to toil in the extremes of summer and winter, buffeted by the merciless southeaster or broiled by the African sun (whose glare in the limestone quarry permanently impaired Mandela's vision), each team assigned an instructor - in history, economics, politics, philosophy, whatever. Previously barren recreation hours filled with cultural activities, and Mandela recalls with pride his acting in the role of Creon in Sophocles' Antigone.
After more than two decades in prison, confident that on some crucial issues a leader must make decisions on his own, Mandela decided on a new approach. And after painstaking preliminaries, the most famous prisoner in the world escorted, in the greatest secrecy, to the State President's office to start negotiating not only his own release but also the nation's transition from apartheid to democracy. On February 02, 1990, President F.W. de Klerk lifted the ban on the A.N.C. and announced Mandela's imminent release.
Then began the real test. Every inch of the way, Mandela had to win the support of his own followers. More difficult still was the process of allaying white fears. But the patience, the wisdom, the visionary quality Mandela brought to his struggle, and above all the moral integrity with which he set about to unify a divided people, resulted in the country's first democratic elections and his selection as President.
The road since then has not been easy. Tormented by the scandals that pursued his wife Winnie, from whom he finally parted; plagued by corruption among his followers; dogged by worries about delivering on programs of job creation and housing in a country devastated by white greed, he has become a sadder, wiser man.
In the process he has undeniably made mistakes, based on a stubborn belief in himself. Yet his stature and integrity remain such that these failings tend to enhance rather than diminish his humanity. Camus once said one man's chains imply that we are all enslaved; Mandela proves through his own example that faith, hope and charity are qualities attainable by humanity as a whole. Through his willingness to walk the road of sacrifice, he has reaffirmed our common potential to move toward a new age.
And he is not deluded by the adulation of the world. Asked to comment on the BBC's unflattering verdict on his performance as a leader, Mandela said with a smile, "It helps to make you human."
Source of article : www.time.com/time/time100/leaders/profile/mandela.html
St Oswald, Ashbourne, Derbyshire.
Carrara marble monument to Penelope Boothby (1785-1791).
Daughter of Sir Brooke Boothby, Baronet & his wife Susannah.
By Thomas Banks (1735-1805), 1793.
The inscription is in four different languages - English, Latin, French & Italian, all of which Penelope spoke.
"She was in form and intellect most exquisite. The unfortunate parents ventured their all on this frail bark and the wreck was total.”
Thomas Banks (1735-1805) was apprenticed to a London mason, but also spent time working alongside the sculptor Peter Scheemakers (1691-1781). He enrolled in the life classes held at the St Martin's Lane Academy, and later at the Royal Academy Schools. In 1772 he became the first sculptor to win the Royal Academy's three-year travelling stipend, and went with his wife to Rome, where he eventually spent seven years. He specialised in ideal works, most of which were executed in Rome for British patrons, although he continued to produce similar work after his return to London. He was made a Royal Academician in 1786. Banks was one of the most original British Neo-classical sculptors, who dedicated his work to the antique spirit rather than to the fashionable classical style alone.
See also for more information:-
en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Penelope_Boothby
en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sir_Brooke_Boothby,_6th_Baronet
St Oswald’s Church, Ashbourne
Grade I Listed
Early foundation. Present church is mainly Early English from circa 1220 but a few remnants of earlier Norman work survive and a Saxon cross shaft (part) in the south aisle. The church is believed to stand on the site of a pagan holy well, now thought to be concealed beneath tyre crossing. The tower and spire circa 1330. The spire, which has been rebuilt several times, has a height of 215ft. Perpendicular additions and alterations circa 1520. The battlements to the chancel were added by Sir G G Scott in 1878 and the church was restored by Cottingham earlier in the C19. Some fine monuments from C14, of which the most famous is probably the figure of Penelope Boothby 1791, by Thomas Banks. Some mediaeval glass remains. In 1644, the church was fired on by Parliamentarians and the marks are still visible in the west wall.
Nos 38, 40 and 72, together with Pegg's Almshouses, Owlfield's Almhouses, The Mansion, the Summerhouse and the cobbled pavements form a group with the parish Church of St Oswald and the churchyard gate piers, gates and walls.
Listing NGR: SK1763146443
"There is a road from the eye to heart that does not go through the intellect.”Model ~ Kajal Kaushik
Manuj Mehta Photography
For more information on our visit to Kiev and to learn how to take pictures like these, please visit Postcard Intellect
In this image, Duncan Rawlinson brilliantly blurs the lines between photography and modern AI-powered image generation tools to produce a visually captivating portrayal of OpenAI's ChatGPT.
Rawlinson starts with his signature photographic method, leveraging his prowess in capturing the nuances of his subjects. His choice of the Phase One XF IQ4 150MP Camera ensures an unmatched level of detail, a testament to his commitment to quality.
From this photographic foundation, Rawlinson skillfully transitions to the digital art realm. The AI's "head" and its complex neural network are not captured through the lens, but through the precise and calculated application of AI image generation tools. These tools allow him to visualize an abstract concept like a neural network, converting it into tangible lines and nodes, interweaving through the AI's head.
The creation process is thus a symbiotic dance between high-resolution photography and AI-driven digital art. Rawlinson marries the tactile realism of photography with the boundless possibilities of AI-powered graphic design. The result is a unique hybrid image, demonstrating how AI can be used as an artistic tool to bring abstract concepts to life.
By creating the image in his signature style, Rawlinson adds a layer of artistic interpretation to the AI's representation. He invites the viewer to appreciate not only the AI's intricate complexity but also the novel way in which traditional photography can be elevated by modern AI tools. This image stands as a testament to the intersection of art, technology, and human creativity.
St Oswald, Ashbourne, Derbyshire.
Carrara marble monument to Penelope Boothby (1785-1791).
Daughter of Sir Brooke Boothby, Baronet & his wife Susannah.
By Thomas Banks (1735-1805), 1793.
The inscription is in four different languages - English, Latin, French & Italian, all of which Penelope spoke.
"She was in form and intellect most exquisite. The unfortunate parents ventured their all on this frail bark and the wreck was total.”
Thomas Banks (1735-1805) was apprenticed to a London mason, but also spent time working alongside the sculptor Peter Scheemakers (1691-1781). He enrolled in the life classes held at the St Martin's Lane Academy, and later at the Royal Academy Schools. In 1772 he became the first sculptor to win the Royal Academy's three-year travelling stipend, and went with his wife to Rome, where he eventually spent seven years. He specialised in ideal works, most of which were executed in Rome for British patrons, although he continued to produce similar work after his return to London. He was made a Royal Academician in 1786. Banks was one of the most original British Neo-classical sculptors, who dedicated his work to the antique spirit rather than to the fashionable classical style alone.
For more information see:-
en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Penelope_Boothby
en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sir_Brooke_Boothby,_6th_Baronet
St Oswald’s Church, Ashbourne
Grade I Listed
Early foundation. Present church is mainly Early English from circa 1220 but a few remnants of earlier Norman work survive and a Saxon cross shaft (part) in the south aisle. The church is believed to stand on the site of a pagan holy well, now thought to be concealed beneath tyre crossing. The tower and spire circa 1330. The spire, which has been rebuilt several times, has a height of 215ft. Perpendicular additions and alterations circa 1520. The battlements to the chancel were added by Sir G G Scott in 1878 and the church was restored by Cottingham earlier in the C19. Some fine monuments from C14, of which the most famous is probably the figure of Penelope Boothby 1791, by Thomas Banks. Some mediaeval glass remains. In 1644, the church was fired on by Parliamentarians and the marks are still visible in the west wall.
Nos 38, 40 and 72, together with Pegg's Almshouses, Owlfield's Almhouses, The Mansion, the Summerhouse and the cobbled pavements form a group with the parish Church of St Oswald and the churchyard gate piers, gates and walls.
Listing NGR: SK1763146443
'Put your heart, mind, intellect and soul even to your smallest acts. This is the secret of success. ' ~Swami Sivananda
Lautréamont (1846-1870) : "Oh ! voir son intellect entre les sacrilèges mains d'un étranger. Un implacable scalpel en scrute les broussailles épaisses. La conscience exhale un long râle de malédiction. (…) Humiliation ! Notre porte est ouverte à la curiosité farouche du Céleste Bandit. Je n'ai pas mérité ce supplice infâme, toi, le hideux espion de ma causalité ! Si j'existe, je ne suis pas un autre. Je n'admets pas en moi cette équivoque pluralité. Je veux résider seul dans mon intime raisonnement. L'autonomie … ou bien qu'on me change en hippopotame. (…) Ma subjectivité et le créateur, c'est trop pour un cerveau." & Patti SMITH (1946) : "Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine."
"The way the soul is with the senses and the intellect is like a creek. When desire weeds grow thick, intelligence can't flow, and soul creatures stay hidden. But sometimes the reasonable clarity runs so strong it sweeps the clogged stream open. No longer weeping and frustrated, your being grows as powerful as your wantings were before, more so. Laughing and satisfied, the masterful flow lets creation of the soul appear. you look down, and it's lucid dreaming. the gates made of light swing open. You see in..."
“In the morning I bathe my intellect in the stupendous and cosmogonal philosophy of the Bhagavad gita, since whose composition years of the gods have elapsed, and in comparison with which our modern world and its literature seem puny and trivial; and I doubt if that philosophy is not to be referred to a previous state of existence, so remote is its sublimity from our conceptions.
I lay down the book and go to my well for water, and lo! there I meet the servant of the Bramin, priest of Brahma and Vishnu and Indra, who still sits in his temple on the Ganges reading the Vedas, or dwells at the root of a tree with his crust and water jug. I meet his servant come to draw water for his master, and our buckets as it were grate together in the same well. The pure Walden water is mingled with the sacred water of the Ganges.”
― Henry David Thoreau, Walden: Or, Life in the Woods
"Intellect distinguishes between the possible and the impossible; reason distinguishes between the sensible and the senseless. Even the possible can be senseless." -Max Born
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For nearly 50 years, biophysicist and inventor Mária Telkes applied her prodigious intellect to
harnessing the sun’s power. She designed and built the first successfully solar-powered house
in 1949 but was perplexed by the knotty scientific challenge of developing a reliable and
economical way to store captured solar energy. She was also beset by rampant sexism and
fought pitched battles with her boss and colleagues — all men — at MIT’s Solar Energy Fund.
Despite these obstacles, Telkes persevered, helping to build another experimental solar-
powered house in 1971. Upon her death in 1995, she held more than 20 patents.
All photos in this set should be credited to Rahoul Ghose/PBS
Tesla design models have influenced our intellects with clean power, high safety ratings and a wide array of 21st century technologies. Tesla, the purveyor of premium electric cars utilizes supercar acceleration and cat-like reflexes to also appeal to our lust for power and the primal urge to control and direct it. The Model 3 will begin pricing at $35,000 which is roughly half the cost of a base Model S. The base car will accelerate 0-60 mph in less than 6 seconds, enjoys an electric range of at least 215 miles per charge, seats five comfortably and provides storage from front and rear trunks. Expect deliveries yearend 2017.
Many months ago Adriana and I took a trip to Albania. It was one of the few countries in Europe that we hadn't seen yet, so we spent a weekend exploring the outskirts of the city. This is a picture of the tower at the Ardenica Monastery.
Lord Ganesha is the god of beginnings, knowledge, wisdom, intellect and eradicator of obstacles. Lord Ganesha is the child of lord Shiva and goddess Parvati. He is the elder brother of lord Kartikay (Skanda/ Murugana). Ganesha is the most extensively worshipped god in Hindu way of life. Each sort of worship whether tantric or spiritual starts with the prayers of Ganesha in Hinduism as he is known as the eradicator of obstacles (Vighneshawar). He is worshipped in the starting of any propitious event for blessings and hassle-free work. Lord Ganesha is invoked as the "Patron of Letters" at the beginning of any writing.
“It is the mind which creates the world around us, and even though we stand side by side in the same meadow, my eyes will never see what is beheld by yours, my heart will never stir to the emotions with which yours is touched.”
I wasnt sure what I intended today,it was raining so I made this fast.....my goals for this photo is to make one statement "Through the rain ,there is hope,Sunshine is inevitable "
I have been swamped with emotion states lately, being tossed and pulled in directions I didnt know existed ...... Iam full aware things good always be worse but in the moment we cease to think of it that way. I have never loved so hard and hoped so hard.
My well wishes are for my daughter. May we find out what is going on with her and she be on her way to a healthier life. She was negative for Cystic Fibrosis today,THANK GOD :) but needs a scope to see whats going on in her body♥ I think I can handle that. With a busy full schedule with her a lone its a daily battle to know where I stand in my life, I love my job to much to let it go,Its my outlet and my passion,time will tell
Roberto Matta Eschaurren (Matta)
French, born Chile, 1911 - 2002
Let's Phosphoresce by Intellection II (detail)
ca. 1950
An exploration of why Westerners fear color from the perspective of an art scholar. Points up the importance to Westerners of maintaining control, through language and therefore through cerebral exertion, as opposed to allowing an emotional reaction to dominate. Author excavated the language used by philosophers and art critiques to subjugate color by categorizing it as base, primitive, female, emotional, homosexual and even dangerous. Dangerous in that color might be allowed to dominate painting and thus steal from the work a sophistication that is considered the human created part of art. Author reveals that it is the fact that color defies description and therefore language itself, that it is considered dangerous and needing to be controlled.
The usefulness of the discussion ends there for me. But the idea of chromophobia was useful because it allowed me to recognize the power of, not only color, but the primitive, women, emotions and homosexuals. That these powers are not easy to subjugate with words and gave me permission to explore it without words.
The rest of the discussion is highly academic and significant for people who care about cerebral puzzles. Puzzles that are made legitimate because their lineage can be traced back to Aristotle, but have little meaning to me. But the book did give me enough food for thought to use in my essay on color choices in clothing.
... because it knows so much it knows nothing
and leaves you hanging upside down,
mouthing knowledge as your heart
falls out of your mouth.
~Anne Sexton
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Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there's a tomorrow. Maybe for you there's one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through you fingers. So much time you can waste it. But for some of us there's only today. And the truth is, you never really know.
~ Lauren Oliver
This commission was an amazing challenge. Marlene Dietrich is the original blond bombshell who inspired Marilyn, who inspired Madonna, who inspired Lady Gaga... Her open gender fluidity and pansexuality, intellect and powerful presence make her an icon that should never be forgotten.
I hand sculpted the head for this doll, so she is truly one of a kind. Her make up is classic 30's (although Marlene's career in film and stage stretched from 1920's silent film era, through golden age of Hollywood, to Las Vegas marquee until 1970's). Her golden hair is curled alpaca and she wears my favourite doll fashion ever made: the Sybarite Blade's razorblade gown.
*This is a commissioned doll and not for sale. If you want a bespoke OOAK doll of your own please visit www.emiliacouture.com
The Ashlars - Author Unknown
We are told that the Ashlars lie open in the lodge for the brethren to moralize on. Did you ever see a brother contemplating the Ashlars and trying to derive some moral benefit from them? For the most part they are quickly referred to and just as quickly forgotten. The Ashlar is the freestone as it comes from the quarry. The Rough Ashlar is the stone in its rude and natural state and is emblematic of man in his natural state – ignorant, uncultivated and vicious. But when education has exerted it’s wholesome influence in expanding his intellect, restraining his passions and purifying his life, he then is represented by the Perfect Ashlar which, under the skillful hands of workman, has been smoothed and squared and fitted for its place in the building.
However, you will observe that the Rough Ashlar in a Masonic Lodge is not in its rude or natural state. It has been squared in a fashion, partially smoothed and has apparent strength and solidarity. It possesses all the qualities that could make it a perfect stone for use in the construction of the Temple, but it needs the hands and skill of the perfect Craftsman to bring about that result. It represents the candidate for membership in a Masonic Lodge. Such an applicant is not in his rude or natural state, neither ignorant, uncultivated nor vicious.
Masonry does not accept men of such qualifications. The applicant by education and perseverance has fitted himself as a respectable man in his community, assuming full responsibility as a citizen, a churchman and a member of his family. There is a vast number of men in every community possessing such qualifications who are not members of a Masonic Lodge, and may never have the desire to associate themselves with the Ancient Craft.
A man judges Masonry by the actions and manner of living of those he knows are members of the Order, but knows little or nothing of its teachings or objectives in the building of character. In that sense, he is in the crude state of the rough Ashlar, possessing all the qualities or perfect material, but lacking the polish that comes from a continued study and practice of the great teachings of Masonry.
Membership in a lodge does not make a man a Mason. He must apply his abilities to improving all in him that falls short of that high standard set by Masonry in character and citizen building. If he is satisfied with being a Master Mason in name only, he loses the benefits of further advancement and improvement offered by membership in the Order. In other words, he falls far short of anything that might be termed the Perfect Ashlar.
The Perfect Ashlar is for the more expert Craftsman to try and adjust his jewels on. In ancient times, with crude tools that would not even be used in this age, workmen of great skill and experience produced material for the construction of the Temple having such perfection that each piece fitted perfectly into its place without adjustment or correction. Time was not one of the essential factors; perfection was the goal.
To keep this state of perfection in absolute balance, a standard must have been set whereby the workmen could constantly test their tools to know that continued wear and use had not changed the measurements; even in the slightest degree. Did they have a Perfect Ashlar on which to make such a test?
We are told that the Perfect Ashlar is for the more expert workmen to “try” and adjust their tools on. In Masonry, we are the workmen, whether we be active or inactive, workers or drones. What are our “jewels”, our most prized possession? If we have absorbed any of the teachings Masonry, the building of character and a Christian way of life are two of the many jewels that should constantly be before us. And in the building of that state of perfection to which we attain, what Perfect Ashlar have we that we might go to and “try” the tools with which we have been working, to know that they are still of fine quality and in perfect condition for the job that lies before us.
In every Masonic Lodge there rests on the Altar in the center of the room the V.O.T.S.L. It is the solid foundation upon which Masonry in our lives is built. It never changes. Civilizations may come and go, but the Book of Books remains the same, adaptable to all conditions and manner of men, in good times and bad, in peace or war, a guide for mankind.
How often do we consult this Guide to try and adjust the jewels which are ours and which may need to be altered to get them back to that state of perfection which we as Masons should endeavor at all times to hold as our standard way of life? I am afraid that in this busy world of today, we neglect this practice. Therefore, as we think of the Ashlars and try to do a little moralizing, let us forget, even for a brief period, the material things in our lives, and direct our thoughts to the more important duty of contemplating our own defects and shortcomings, and adjusting our way of life and bringing it more in harmony with that standard given us by the Great Creator in the V.O.T.S.L.
The Ashlars are not just two pieces of stone. They represent what we have been and what we hope to be. It is up to each individual Mason to pass his own judgment on himself and to adjust his jewels accordingly, so that when the time comes and he lays down his tools and makes the final journey to the Grand Lodge Above, he may leave behind a reputation as a wise counselor, a pillar of strength and stability, a Perfect Ashlar on which younger Masons may test the correctness and value of their own contribution to the Masonic order.
Manufacturer: Grenadier
Line: Official AD&D "Solid Gold" line
Set: Dwellers Below
Catalog title: Intellect Devourer
Catalog #: 2012B
Release date: 1980
Painter: Spooktalker
Date painted: 2009
In this image, Duncan Rawlinson brilliantly blurs the lines between photography and modern AI-powered image generation tools to produce a visually captivating portrayal of OpenAI's ChatGPT.
Rawlinson starts with his signature photographic method, leveraging his prowess in capturing the nuances of his subjects. His choice of the Phase One XF IQ4 150MP Camera ensures an unmatched level of detail, a testament to his commitment to quality.
From this photographic foundation, Rawlinson skillfully transitions to the digital art realm. The AI's "head" and its complex neural network are not captured through the lens, but through the precise and calculated application of AI image generation tools. These tools allow him to visualize an abstract concept like a neural network, converting it into tangible lines and nodes, interweaving through the AI's head.
The creation process is thus a symbiotic dance between high-resolution photography and AI-driven digital art. Rawlinson marries the tactile realism of photography with the boundless possibilities of AI-powered graphic design. The result is a unique hybrid image, demonstrating how AI can be used as an artistic tool to bring abstract concepts to life.
By creating the image in his signature style, Rawlinson adds a layer of artistic interpretation to the AI's representation. He invites the viewer to appreciate not only the AI's intricate complexity but also the novel way in which traditional photography can be elevated by modern AI tools. This image stands as a testament to the intersection of art, technology, and human creativity.
The Acropolis, the Propylaea, and the Parthenon. Mars Hill where Paul debated with the intellect of the day. The Ruins of Agora, the ancient market place and center of Athenian public life. Corinth, Archaeological Museum, the Market Place, and Temples.
Tesla design models have influenced our intellects with clean power, high safety ratings and a wide array of 21st century technologies. Tesla, the purveyor of premium electric cars utilizes supercar acceleration and cat-like reflexes to also appeal to our lust for power and the primal urge to control and direct it. The Model 3 will begin pricing at $35,000 which is roughly half the cost of a base Model S. The base car will accelerate 0-60 mph in less than 6 seconds, enjoys an electric range of at least 215 miles per charge, seats five comfortably and provides storage from front and rear trunks. Expect deliveries yearend 2017.
Intellect Against Drugs?
Интеллект против наркотиков? Федеральная служба Российской федерации по контролю за оборотом наркотиков.
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While I know that a cow does not have a great deal of intellect, this image captures a moment in this life. Lots of cow photos in a row, just what I felt like working with this morning. This image was taken on a wonderful photo outing in the San Rafael Valley, near Patagonia, Arizona. With my friend Mark, we had a marvelous day out where Arizona still has the majesty of vast landscape and nature.