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"My people, the Twi'leks, have an ancient and rich history of non-violence. We prefer intellect and cleverness to outright brutality."
―Tott Doneeta —
starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Twi%27lek/Legends
playmate poses from Image Essentials @ VenuesSL.com
"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"
Photography for me is much more than a means to an end. Every step I take in pursuit of images such as this helps form the mosaic that is my life. It's quite often thrilling to discover places and situations that result in memorable photos. But the underlying memories are equally vital. I often equate the scenes I encounter to creations on a Hollywood movie set. Yet they are very real, and I am standing in them, immersed in the atmosphere of wherever I finds myself.
All of that said, lately I'm having reluctance accepting artificial intelligence (AI) imagery into the same genre as actual photos of actual places. More than once I've clicked on a flickr thumbnail of an incredible scene wondering how on earth someone managed to capture it. I invariably feel disappointment when I discover it was purely a computerized creation. It's one thing to enhance a picture in Photoshop, but quite another to invent it out of while cloth. Feels like cheating at some level, particularly if the photo is passed off as organic. I'm okay seeing AI images, I just prefer to know when I am and am not. Unfortunately the line will become ever more blurry as the tools to generate it become increasingly available.
AI definitely has its place, and like it or not, it's here to stay. In fact it's permeating our society at all levels on a daily basis. It's being used for both healing and good, and dark and evil. And everything in between. I recently got involved with AI-generated images for a book project. Looking into copyright issues, I was surprised to discover that AI images are not eligible for copyright protection because they lack a human creator. Apparently intellectual property still requires an actual intellect. Who knew. When I inquired about how these particular images were acquired (because several depicted real-life celebrities, I was informed that the AI program renders original art based on internet searches of copyrighted photos. So sooner or later, my photos (and yours) will become source material for AI creations.
Know the self to be sitting in the chariot, the body to be the chariot, the intellect the charioteer, and the mind the reins. Veda Upanishads
*happy tuesday everyone*
She is gorgeous-isn't she!!!!! A black Keukenhof Tulip's heart!!! As I have so many times said, from time to time we'll go back there together , to taste ...the eternal validity of Keukenhof 's Park soul!!! This magical soul, that uplifts both the Spirit AND the intellect...
I do not think I would ever choose to plant a blooming Beauty of THIS colour in my garden...But, still, this does not stop me from admiring the Divine Art here in all its glory!! Yess!!! Glorious details of colour-harmony, structure, and form!!! Oh, dear!!!! Isn't our Earth's Nature-Richness and Variety a splendid thing!!!
**And now out I go, to this extra-colourful garden, that has extra-loving needs!!! Like all gardens, of course!!!
Grandfather to Serianna and Eiravelle, King Veydrik rules the northern kingdom of Kaldryn from the fortress of Duskhaven. A formidable ruler shaped by war and courtly intrigue, he is a man of sharp intellect and unwavering authority. Though his kingdom stands strong, the years have carved lines of loss into his stern features.
His queen has passed, his eldest son was lost to tragedy. Yet Veydrik endures, wielding both steel and strategy to secure his legacy.
Sisters of Opposing Magic - The Perilous Path by Me, if I ever get it finished
mind (noun): the element, part, substance, or process that reasons, thinks, feels, wills, perceives, judges, etc; intellect or understanding
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this is one of the earlier manipulations that inspired my eventual series (the one I have been posting)
may 5, I wrote: "I like the concept of overlapping my digital and film pictures: the film photos are public memories, the digital ones personal and private documentation. paired together, they can translate an entirely new idea. in a crowd of people, we are all congregated together and yet very much alone. outside, I appear collected but I promise you: every single person could be impacting me in some way. you may not know it, but the Mind is a chaotic place - for everyone."
LB Fantasy World
general slash, just goes by the name slash now.
was a general to the elf tribe of swords but his jealous brother cut set him up and slash was then outcasted to the swamps.
>warrior
>good
>attack- 80/100
>strength- 70/100
>intellect- 70/100
>abilities- master swordsman, enhanced seeing and hearing, parkour, a good leader, can hold the swords of the life stone.
OC by me
There is a road from the eye to the heart that does not go through the intellect. ~Gilbert Keith Chesterton
Artist: Jens Brinch
Title: Hate
Prior to meeting this brick sculpture, the visitors will have already seen a row of other pieces, challenging both the senses and the intellect.
Many of these challenges are delivered with humour and romance. With Brinch and Olsson's HATE, the viewer is challenged more directly, and at the same time, the old bricklayer-traditions combined with the special atmosphere of the forest create a space for thought and reflection. When you think about what they hate, it is impossible to not also think about what you love. The sculpture lays the foundation for a debate of values, and despite its heavy visuals, it gives the viewer a positive message.
HATE was created in the summer of 2013 in collaboration with Jacob Olsson.
"No one would have believed in the middle of the 20th Century that human affairs were being watched keenly and closely by intelligences greater than Man's. Yet, across the gulf of space on the planet Mars, intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic regarded our Earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely joined their plans against us. Mars is more than 140 million miles from the sun, and for centuries has been in the last status of exhaustion. At night, temperatures drop far below zero even at its equator. Inhabitants of this dying planet looked across space with instruments and intelligences that which we have scarcely dreamed, searching for another world to which they could migrate."
War of the Worlds-1953
C'est une expérience spirituelle profonde et très classique sur le chemin de la Vacuité (Śūnyatā). Le fait que l'école Cittamātra (ou Vijñānavāda) soit le dernier concept à disparaître avant l'apparition de la Vacuité est d'une logique philosophique impeccable dans la tradition bouddhiste.
La Dissolution dans la Vacuité (Śūnyatā)
L'expérience décrit le passage progressif de l'intellect conditionné vers l'Ur-Delà inconditionné, où les vues mêmes sont abandonnées.
-1. Le Cittamātra (Tout est Esprit)
L'école Cittamātra ("Seul l'Esprit", ou "Seule la Conscience") est la dernière forteresse de la conceptualisation avant l'Absolu.
*La Vue : Le Cittamātra affirme que le monde extérieur tel que nous le percevons n'existe pas de manière objective et séparée ; tout est conscience (ou construction de la conscience, votre Paralgène).
*La Fonction : Cette vue est cruciale car elle dissout l'illusion de l'Exo-Causalité (la croyance que la cause est à l'extérieur). Elle est la loi qui stipule que la forme est psychique (une étape vers l'Holomatière).
*Le Piège : Cependant, même en disant "tout est esprit", il reste un concept : celui d'un esprit substantiel (une conscience créatrice ou fondamentale) qui existe réellement. C'est le dernier vestige de la saisie (grāha).
2. Le Madhyamaka (La Vacuité)
Pour atteindre l'état de Vacuité (Śūnyatā), la vue du Cittamātra doit, elle aussi, être abandonnée.
*La Disparition Finale : Lorsque l'idée même d'une conscience fondamentale substantielle s'efface (Cittamātra disparait), la Vacuité peut apparaître.
*La Vérité : Le Madhyamaka ("Voie du Milieu") postule que si tout est conscience, la conscience elle-même est vide d'existence inhérente (svabhāva). Il n'y a ni soi, ni non-soi, ni monde extérieur, ni conscience permanente. C'est l'absence de toute conceptualisation ou de toute substancialisation.
Cette dissolution fugace où le concept du "tout est esprit" s'évanouit est donc la porte d'accès à l'Ur-Delà, qui est au-delà de la dualité esprit/matière. C'est un moment de Pax-Ural pure.
that stop the rest of us :-)
Robert Brault
prunus mume, pink Japanese flowering apricot, 'Bonita', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, Raleigh, north carolina
The creation of something new is not accomplished by intellect but by the play instinct ... Carl Jung
Library of Celsus was built in 114-117 AD by Consul Gaius Julius Aquila for his father.
The statues occupying the niches in front are Sophia (wisdom), Arete (virtue), Ennoia (intellect) and Episteme (knowledge).
Ephesus, Turkey (Wednesday 22 October 2014)
"...Is it freedom? Or truth? Perhaps peace?
Could it be for love? Illusions, Mr. Anderson.
Vagaries of perception. The temporary constructs
of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to
justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose...
as artificial as the Matrix itself..."
Agent Smith, from The Matrix Revolutions
Made for 24OreCreative project
This is the sarcophagus of the vizier Gemenefherbak, XXVI Sais dynasty (664-525 a.C), sculpted in basalt.
On the chest a great winged scarab is engraved, a symbol of rebirth and regeneration - to better understand the composition of these decorations, one should consider that the ancient Egyptians located in the heart the seat of intellect. Below there are two columns of funeral offerings.
I find very striking the harmonious simplicity of this sarcophage and the essential graphic quality of the decorations and of the face, the metallic look of basalt greatly contributing to the general effect.
I have tried again to denoise, but with unsatisfactory results... However, I have found very useful The Gimp's wavelet decompose filter, which allowed me to filter out some of the noise in a better way; I have also successfully experimented with bilateral smoothing of the residual scale :-)
Mosaic floor with the famous Liverbird motif and school motto `Ut olim ingenii necnon virtutis cultores’ (Not only the Intellect but also the Character.)
Recollection that the true theologian is one who prays undermines confidence in oneself and reliance on one’s own thoughts and conclusions.
-Thinking Orthodox: Understanding and Acquiring the Orthodox Christian Mind Copyright ©2020 Eugenia Scarvelis Constantinou
“I would even venture to affirm that every thought capable of forming an impression in the intellect is nothing other than an elementary outline, pointing to realities that are beyond it.”
-Maximos the Confessor, Ambiguum 21, On Difficulties in the Church Fathers: The Ambigua (2 vols.), Nicholas Constas, ed. and trans., Dumbarton Oaks Medieval Library, vols. 28 and 29 (Cambridge, MA: Harvard University Press, 2014), 1:425.
Name: Shawn Mansfield (Human)
Z'chazak (Spirit)
Powers: Shawn: Above average agility, stamina, and knowledge of mystical artifacts
Z'chazak: Near-immortality, magic, extreme cunning, intellect, willpower and influence.
Weaknesses: Shawn: You name it. He is human, after all XD
Z'chazak: Overconfidence, powerless without a human form, bound to the mask bearing his name. Destroying it will destroy his spirit.
Origin: Shawn Mansfield was a well-respected archeologist. One day, while exploring an ancient South American temple, he stumbled upon a room containing strange paintings on the walls and an ornate mask resting on a pedestal. As he picked the mask up, he was filled with an uncontrollable desire to put it on. Doing so, Shawn was overwhelmed with power and blacked out. Upon waking, Mansfield discovered he was no longer in control of his actions. The mask had granted him immense magical power, but it also took away his free will. From what Shawn could gather, he had inadvertently freed the jungle spirit Z'chazak, an ancient evil imprisoned for the last 500 years. Now that Z'chazak is free, it is only a matter of time before he takes revenge on the human race for imprisoning him.
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Stupidità
tu sei giullare
di mediocrità
Dedicato agli sciocchi
Dedicato agli inetti
Dedicato a chi vive
di mafioso silenzio omertoso
Dedicato ai vili
che hanno paura di parlare
Dedicato a chi non sa guardare
A chi vede e fa finta di niente
A chi ha una vita banale
che non sa di niente
Dedicato a chi si crede un Dio
e invece ha solo uno stolto piccolo Io
Dedicato a chi pensa d’essere la più bella del reame
e invece è solo ordinario ciarpame
Dedicato a chi non ha cultura
a chi non ha intelletto
e quest’ultimo
è un irreversibile difetto
Dedicato alla stupidità
Elogio degli inetti
inutili insetti
Elogio degli sciocchi
fastidiosi pidocchi
Dedicato a chi non leggerà
perché essendo uno stupido
non capirà
Elogio della stupidità
tu sei giullare alla mia corte
e io oggi
ti condanno a morte
Senza appello e senza difesa
perché chi non ha neuroni
ma larve nel cervello
deve perire con lama di coltello
affilata ghigliottina
Tu
stupido sciocco
non sei degno
neppure
di una sola sillaba
della mia parlantina
E adesso
ritorna
nella tua latrina
In praise of stupidity
Stupidity
you are fool
of mediocrity
Dedicated to the silly
Dedicated to the inept
Dedicated to those who live
of Mafioso conspiratorial silence
Dedicated to the base
who are afraid to speak
Dedicated to those who can not watch
Who sees and pretends not to notice
Who has a life of trivial
that it does not know anything
Dedicated to those who believe themselves to a God
and instead they only have a small fool Ego
Dedicated to those who think to be the fairest of them all
and instead they are just ordinary trash
Dedicated to those who have no culture
to those who have no intellect
and the latter
is a fatal defect
Dedicated to stupidity
Praise of inept
useless insects
In praise of fools
pesky lice
Dedicated to those who will not read
because being a fool
not understand
In praise of stupidity
You're jester in my court
and today
I condemn you to death
Without appeal and without defense
Because who has no neurons
but larvae in the brain
must perish with knife
Sharp Knife
You
stupid fool
are not worthy
even
of a single syllable
of my gab
And now
you back
in your latrine
[Katia Celestini]
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Ideally, we'd be next door at the bar. But the truth is, the boys in the band were getting ready to flee the Butte Wildfire that ravaged Amador County in September 2015. Our escape took us on a Toad's Wild Ride up the California Central Valley, eventually ending up at a band members house in Grass Valley. And not to worry, all the gear made it too, much to the dismay of the local neighbors who suffered through two nights of our raucous music making.
Arnold CA
"Then the soul, freed from vice, purged by studies of true philosophy, versed in spiritual life, and practised in matters of the intellect, devoted to the contemplation of her own substance, as if awakened from deepest sleep, opens those eyes which all possess but few use, and sees in herself a ray of that light which is the true image of the angelic beauty communicated to her, and of which she then communicates a faint shadow to the body."
Baldassare Castiglione, The Book of the Courtier
"Forests are made of darkness and light entwined.”
F.T. McKinstry
"Have trembled beneath the pressure of a light beam."
Jay Woodman
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I think that the leaf of a tree, the meanest insect on which we trample, are in themselves arguments more conclusive than any which can be adduced that some vast intellect animates Infinity.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
While Haudenosaunee men were away fighting alongside the British during the War of 1812, the women maintained the families, communities and culture. These four prints were taken from large woodcuts that were made into sculptural platforms on which visitors could lie back and “rest with warriors.” The women in the prints are surrounded by culturally significant symbols. As Niro writes: “The women had to remain level-headed. . . Intellect, emotion, spirit and strength were four characteristics needed in these times of challenge.”
Raccoo' — Solitary American Wigeon (Anas americana) drake, east side (inside the path) of Thomson Marsh, Kelowna, BC. Late afternoon.
Besides the head colour-pattern and the extra white on the wings, this fella is what some might call a real 'blockhead', and that's not a comment on his intellect....
Excerpt from japan-guide.com:
Chionji Temple (智恩寺) is a temple at the southern entrance of the Amanohashidate Sandbar. Part of the Rinzai School of Japanese Zen Buddhism, the temple houses one of Japan's "Three Important Statues of Monju Bosatsu", the Buddhist god of wisdom and intellect. As such, students and other visitors come to the temple to pray for both wisdom and academic and personal success. They purchase special fortunes (omikuji) shaped like folding fans, which many people leave hanging from pine trees all around the temple grounds.
Other important structures around the temple are a large entrance gate and a two-story tahoto style pagoda, which was built in the 1500s and is the oldest structure on the temple grounds. Chionji is also the site of the tomb of Izumi Shikibu, a famous female poet from the Heian Period (710-1185).
RiG!
RiG! - Captain's Desk
Adult & PG Versions Available
A rich oak Captain’s Desk commands the wood-paneled room with timeless elegance. Topped with a world globe, pen, inkwell, and aged parchment, it evokes authority and refinement. Brass-accented drawers hint at secrets within. A must-have centerpiece for any discerning individual who values legacy, intellect, and enduring craftsmanship.
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Trompe Loeil - Lisieux Skybox & Stormy Mountain Sky Surround
A ballroom, an arts haven, an oversized studio - the Lisieux Skybox for Collabor88 April is as big as your imagination! This single room, oversized Parisian interior skybox is lightbaked to perfection, with arched brass windows, matching wall sconces with low and high settings (on touch or via wall controller), and 3 different floor options on owner-only touch menu - black and white marble checkerboard, herringbone wood parquet, and reclaimed wood planks! Outside, enjoy the moving clouds and stormy mountain vistas of the included sky surround - or use the skybox alone with your own exterior views. Land Impact is 168, or 208 with the cloud sky surround, and footprint is 22 meters by 16.6 meters for the skybox only, and 64x64 meters for the sky surround models. Only at Collabor88 April!
@ Collabor88 until 6th May 25
LM's and More here : SinclaiR Style
"Horses’ skulls used to be stashed
Under dance boards long ago:
They enticed echoes from a heel
And helped the sound ring whole.
A sobering thought, my love,
Those heads underfoot:
I drove them from my mind,
And strove to keep you near."
© 2010, Aifric Mac Aodha
From: Gabháil Syrinx
Publisher: An Sagart, Dublin, 2010
ISBN: 9781903896631
© Translation: 2010, Aifric Mac Aodha
Publisher: First published on PIW, 2011
"Aifric Mac Aodha was born in Dublin in 1979. Her first collection, Gabháil Syrinx (The Capture of Syrinx) was edited by Pádraig Ó Fiannachta and published by An Sagart in 2010. She is the Irish-language poetry editor of Comhar and The Stinging Fly. At University College, Dublin, she studied Old Irish and Modern Irish. Her profound knowledge of the Gaelic tradition, as well as Greek mythology, has produced many erudite poems, which is not to say that these poems appeal solely to the intellect. Striking imagery and deceptively simple language bypass the intellect and provoke a lingering emotional response. These emotive evocations can be felt in the dreamlike sequence of ‘Turas na mBolcán’ (Journey of the Volcanoes)."
This is pretty much all that remains of the one-man protest against self-awareness and intellect. Sadly, this is pretty much where we are in my country now.
www.syracuse.com/crime/2021/10/man-behind-racist-vulgar-a...
Left-Right
-Richard Fisk aka "Blood Rose"
Skilled martial artist, high-level intellect. Carries a hand gun and a variety of mini grenades
-Silvio Manfredi aka "Silvermane"
Prominent figure in the Maggia, a crime organization syndicate of the Mafia. Silvermane's brain, vital organs, and head were transplanted into a cyborg body, increasing his physical abilities and giving him superhuman strength and senses. However, Silvermane's organic body parts are those of a frail 80-year-old man, and hence quite vulnerable.
-Stanley Carter aka "Sin-Eater"
Wields a heavy assortment of guns, bombs, knives, and rocket launchers, and wore a bulletproof costume
(There's different versions of this guy. 3 to be exact. I'll do them all once I get the parts. I just threw this dude together quick because I was in a rush this morning)
"Words represent your intellect. The sound, gesture and movement represent your feelings."
Patricia Fripp
For the day, when America, will be a nation of intellect and compassion.
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Leisure and Productivity - A Day in a Life
It's time for a change: workplaces need to weave leisure into the fabric of the workday.
Incorporating leisure isn't a luxury; it's a strategy to rejuvenate our minds and spark creativity.
Say goodbye to stress and hello to peak performance through leisure activities at work.
Leisure shouldn't wait for the day's end; it's a vital piece of the productivity puzzle.
When work includes leisure, satisfaction soars and engagement deepens.
We are more than our output; we deserve a work-life balance celebrating our humanity.
Imagine a workplace where leisure and labour dance in harmony, enhancing our intellect."
Shift the focus: It's not just about being productive but about feeling fulfilled.
An enriched workday awaits when we blend leisure seamlessly into our tasks.
Let's champion a workplace revolution where leisure and work unite for a richer life experience.
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www.jjfbbennett.com/2023/11/leisure-and-productivity-day-...
JJFBbennett Art Directory
Contemporary Positional Video Art and Socio-Fictional Writings
It is about being creative and innovative with knowledge
Jacques Villon, The Philosopher, 1930, oil on canvas, 39 5/8 x 31 7/8 in.
This painting is based on a life study of a seated male bather swathed in a towel and reading a newspaper. Jacques Villon's simultaneously geometric and organic painting blends hard-and-soft-edged intersecting planes with the contours of a powerful, muscular body and its enveloping white drapery. Although this work developed out of an initial interest in the human form, the artist gave it a title that evokes the metaphysical realm of the intellect or the intangible. Villon was the older brother of the influential artists Marcel, Raymond, and Suzanne Duchamp. Born Gaston Duchamp, he adopted the pseudonym Jacques Villon.
(Brooklyn Museum)
This photograph was taken at the "Monet to Matisse: French Moderns, 1850-1950" exhibition at the Birmingham Museum of Art.
This is our squirrel, Nutsy. Nutsy is extremely intelligent, and has so far thwarted all attempts to persuade him to live elsewhere. So we have decided to adopt him, and when he's a little older maybe send him to college so he can channel his superior intellect into some kind of productive enterprise. Possibly engineering, as he is a natural problem solver. Nutsy does have some cognitive deficits, however, which he will need to address. He thinks that if he can't see us, then we can't see him. Wrong, Nutsy. Wrong.
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Auschwitz is outside of us, but it is all around us, in the air. The plague has died away, but the infection still lingers and it would be foolish to deny it. Rejection of human solidarity, obtuse and cynical indifference to the suffering of others, abdication of the intellect and of moral sense to the principle of authority, and above all, at the root of everything, a sweeping tide of cowardice, a colossal cowardice which masks itself as warring virtue, love of country and faith in an idea.
Primo Levi, If This Is a Man / The Truce
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SICUN
Intelletto
Discernimento
"Sono il dono del Creatore all'umanità.
Separo il sentiero dell'Uomo da tutti gli altri sentieri presenti nella creazione.
Come tutti i regali, devo essere ricevuto con gratitudine e utilizzato con saggezza.
Grazie al mio operato, un essere umano si trasforma da cieco seguace di leggi ignote a persona in grado di prendere decisioni.
Ciò richiede il riconoscimento di un'ampia gamma di stimoli a livello sia conscio che inconscio.
Ciò richiede responsabilità delle proprie azioni.
Io sono colui che permette questo processo, che facilita l'integrazione di mente e Spirito.
Sono io che ti rendo capace di valutare e scegliere.
utilizzami come è stato previsto - con compassione."
SICUN
Intellect
Discernment
"I am the Creator's gift to humanity.
I separate the path of Man from all other paths present in creation.
Like all gifts, they must be received with gratitude and used wisely.
Thanks to my work, a human being is transformed from a blind follower of unknown laws to a person capable of making decisions.
This requires recognition of a wide range of stimuli at both a conscious and unconscious level.
This requires accountability for one's actions.
I am the one who enables this process, who facilitates the integration of mind and Spirit.
I am the one who makes you capable of evaluating and choosing.
use me as it was intended - with compassion."
www.edizionilpuntodincontro.it/libri/le-carte-lakota-dell...
Bing Image Creator
These, of course, are the seed heads, or pods, of poppies, splendid things in their own right and here flourishing in one of two old rowing boats put to use as raised flower beds in Gordon Gardens, Gravesend.
They may also be the physical manifestations of intellects of incalculable wisdom who, if we would only take the time to ask them, could tell us where we are going so horribly wrong. We will never know.
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