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Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature...the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.
~ Rachel Carson
Another one from a year ago. It was a very cold January morning, not unlike today. We have another arctic front happening, so I woke up to -5C. Should warm up again after today.
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“The most introspective of hearts tends to be the most sentimental. We cling to the smallest moments from our past because we fear that emotion will never come our way again.”
― Shannon Alder
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Another picture I dedicate to my Muse who challenged me with this idea : posing with my guitar in a street filled with people. An image that brought a sense of peace and comfort to her as soon as she saw it, so much that it inspired us the exact same music when looking at it, without even knowing ♥
Like a melody whispered to my heart, note after note, touch after touch, you are the most enchanting music I have ever heard...
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Capturing shots of the Badshahi mosque in all its splendour is an inspiring and introspective activity. A testament to Lahore's Islamic and architectural heritage, the Badshahi Mosque was built at the height of Mughal architecture during the reign of Emperor Aurangzeb. (built 1672-74).
Hi everyone! Happy new week! I know I have been a bit quiet over the last several days, a bit of a blue mood that I am sure will lift in the days ahead. Thank you to my dear Flickr friends who constantly lift me up with love, true friendship and the sharing of the beauty in your lives. I know I am blessed.
I was feeling introspective (and of course, ever the introvert) so I perched here in my garden, feeling mopey and lackluster, when this guy bounded over for the sole purpose of making me smile and letting me know that he was always there when I needed a hug or a lick! Dogs are pure joy, pure love. I know I tend to be with them in a lot of the images I create, but they make me happy, and truth be told, I know that they make a lot of us happy. Furry gifts from above they are!
Sending happy light! I hope you all have a joy filled week! ♥
How fortunate I am that all my days are filled with moments such as this … <3
“I am made more human living in a cat's world,
when all I really want to be is more cat … “ - AP ; 0)))
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=BA3rnvjQ6_s
HARRY – CATHERINE HOWE
To look inside
to look outside
keep one eye open
keep one eye closed
Harry knows how
to be introspective
he sees within
and far past the end of his nose
he sees the world broad
he sees the world narrow
he knows all my foibles
my head stuffed like a marrow
like mincemeat life is tasty
like an onion layer by layer
less speed let's not be hasty
says the wisest of all soothsayer
the old bench is mended
the new wood is bare
beneath the green lies the blue paint
we know it's still there
memories are held here
from another life lived
the old and the new meld
together to give
pleasure to me and my little treasure
my little Bengal tiger
we feel so invincible
together we could climb every mountain
even conquer the Eiger.
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HBM - Happy Bench Monday
Moon rays. I am a nocturnal creature who enjoys the moonlight that plays between the flass of the window, like a child enchanted with a kaleidoscope.
Ray of Light: www.youtube.com/watch?v=x3ov9USxVxY
Capturing shots of the Badshahi mosque in all its splendour is an inspiring and introspective activity. A testament to Lahore's Islamic and architectural heritage, the Badshahi Mosque was built at the height of Mughal architecture during the reign of Emperor Aurangzeb. (built 1672-74).
The best light to take a picture is at dawn and at sunset. Vampire light, but I prefer the night, nocturnal animal, calm, silence.
Tune (I was at Muse concert, yey): www.youtube.com/watch?v=CmwRQqJsegw
I could not believe my eyes when I landed in "La Vallée".
This was the perfect sim to finally pay homage to one of my favorite movies of all time:
Pride&Prejudice and everything it means to me.
The build made me think of the scene where Elisabeth travels to the Peak District and admires the view, a very introspective and important moment for her. Hope you like it!
Taken on the hills @ ✈️ La Vallée
Tune&Inspiration : ♫
Ps : very happy to add that this won a price in the Landscapes Unlimited 50K Contest ! Thank you so much for that
More monks - here monks repeat scripture over and over. We are conditioned to believe that variety is the spice of life but repetition like a lullaby can soothe providing a calming and introspective perspective.
:: skin & makeup ::
raven skin // avarosa
ipanema body skin // velour
coquette lashes // warpaint
classy lips // top1salon
:: set dressing ::
bright ideas pose + stool // le poppycock
selfie backdrop // rama
:: accessories ::
ballerina short nails // cazimi
marta earrings // e.marie
hellen necklace // secrets
:: hair ::
stormy hair // doux
:: outfit ::
nyra dress // vision
Sinuosa ruta introspectiva por laberintos del pasado. Con Bóreas llegan aromas a leña quemada y a flor silvestre…Tendrá olor la Nostalgia ???...O solo serán recuerdos , perfumes de verdes montañas F.O.G.
English :
Sinuous introspective route through labyrinths of the past. With the Boreas come aromas of burned firewood and wild flower ... Will the nostalgia smell ...???... Or they will only be memories, perfumes of green mountains F.O.G.
Regno Unito, Cornovaglia, Looe, Estate 2015
Looe è una piccola città e porto di pescatori in Cornovaglia, nel Regno Unito. La città è divisa in due dal fiume Looe, West e East Looe collegate da un ponte. Est si rivela come il gemello gregario, tutte le gelaterie, strade assolate, birrerie, escursioni di pesca allo squalo con racconti sul passato da contrabbandieri. West è più introspettivo. Qui familiarmente ti chiedono se vivi dal lato “soleggiato” o da quello dei “soldi”. Evidenze archeologiche indicano che l'area intorno a Looe era abitata già nel 1000 aC. Looe rimane una città di pescatori. Con la sua flotta di piccole barche da pesca che riportano le loro catture in porto tutti i giorni, Looe ha la reputazione per l’ottimo pesce fresco. La città è anche un centro per la pesca degli squali.
Looe is a small coastal town and fishing port in Cornwall, UK. The town is divided in two by the River Looe, East and West connected by a bridge. East reveals itself as the gregarious twin, all ice-cream shops, sunny streets, alehouses, shark-fishing-trip touts with ribald tales of smuggling pasts. West is more introspective. Round here they ask if you live on the sunny side or the money side. Archeological evidence indicates that the area around Looe was inhabited as early as 1000 BC. Looe remains a fishing town. With its fleet of small fishing boats returning their catches to port daily, Looe has a reputation for procuring excellent fresh fish. The town is also a centre for shark fishing.
I don't speak with pretty words. They are mine, my feelings and experiences. Superficial, mundane or introspective. We all have a desert to cross, something we want to achieve, dreams, desires, obstacles, losses, or simply getting to know ourselves better. This desert can be crossed or it can be the journey of a lifetime.
Perhaps a deep thought on life, and how it is so different when we are younger!
This guy was so over the moon with a few spare Cuban coins from my pocket after this shot. Hopefully it helped him a little.
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Le Murmure des prés
Le froid intense et la neige incessante
m’ont forcé à voyager en moi, dans mes souvenirs plus chauds, déjà lointains
Et en suivant la route de mon coeur, c’est le bruissement si particulier du vent dans les prés herbacés que j’ai d’abord reconnu.
Et avec lui, l’image de ces petites fleurs modestes, mais dansantes et libres
s’est imposée.
Ne cherchez pas dans ces prés les odeurs enivrantes des fleurs odorantes de votre jardin.
Ici, l’odeur dominante est celle de la liberté. La liberté de fleurir en son temps, la liberté de danser dans le vent, la liberté de ne pas respecter une norme de beauté quelconque, la liberté de pas attendre de soins, sauf ceux des oiseaux de passage.
Au coeur de l’hiver, dans le froid et la neige intenses, j’ai écouté sans bruit le murmure du pré.
Patrice
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Whispers of the Meadows
The extreme cold and the ceaseless snow
forced me to an introspective journey through my warmest memories, already distant;
And following the road of my heart, it is the peculiar whisper of the wind in the meadow's grasses that I first recognized;
And with it, the image of these small humble flowers, but dancing and free has emerged.
Don't try to find in these meadows the exhilarating scents of the fragrant flowers from your garden.
Here, the dominant scent is the one of freedom. The freedom of blooming on its own time, the freedom of dancing in the wind, the freedom of breaking the standards of beauty, the freedom of having no worries, except those of the birds passing by.
In the heart of the winter, in the cold of the heavy snow, I listen to the quiet whisper of the meadow...
Patrice
Dummy is the debut studio album by English electronic band Portishead, released on 22 August 1994 by Go! Beat Records.
Upon release, Dummy received universal acclaim from critics. NME summed up the record by writing: "This is, without question, a sublime debut album. But so very, very sad." It observed, "From one angle, its languid slowbeat blues clearly occupy similar terrain to soulmates Massive Attack and all of Bristol hip-hop's extended family. But from another these are avant garde ambient moonscapes of a ferociously experimental nature." The review concluded that "Portishead's post-ambient, timelessly organic blues are probably too left-field, introspective and downright Bristolian to grab short-term glory as some kind of Next Big Thing. But remember what radical departures Blue Lines, Ambient Works and Debut were for their times and make sure you hear this unmissable album. (from Wikipedia)
Roads:
"Ohh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
Storm.. in the morning light
I feel
No more can I say
Frozen to myself..." youtu.be/Vg1jyL3cr60
"Disillusioned"
Gas Works Park.
Seattle, Washington, USA.
"Tout est chaos.
A côté tous mes idéaux, des mots abimés.
Je cherche une âme qui pourra m'aider.
Je suis d'une génération désenchantée.
Désenchantée."
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"Everything is chaos.
Next to all of my ideas, damaged words.
I'm looking for a soul who will be able to help me.
I am from a disillusioned generation.
Disillusioned."
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Mylène Farmer / "Désenchantée" / 1991
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Miksang is a Tibetan word, meaning "good eye."
It represents a form of contemplative photography based on the Dharma Art teachings of Chögyam Trungpa, in which the eye is synchronized with the introspective mind.
a slightly more introspective photo for this holiday season. take care, be well, and enjoy your time with friends and family.
a song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=2QT5eGHCJdE
And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones
'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs
Setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
The lovers that went wrong
Given how introspective the “One Is The Loneliest Number” lyrics are and how generally downbeat the song is, one might suspect that it was inspired by a relationship break up or some other sad situation. In reality, however, Harry Nilsson was compelled to pen "One Is The Loneliest Number" after he made a phone call but got a busy signal. The “beep, beep, beep,” of the engaged telephone line caught his attention and the singer-songwriter incorporated a similar sound into the opening piano chords of his song.
The ultimate value of life depends upon awareness and the power of contemplation rather than upon mere survival. Aristotle
Aristotle (384–322 BC) was a Greek philosopher and polymath during the Classical period in Ancient Greece. Taught by Plato, he was the founder of the Lyceum, the Peripatetic school of philosophy, and the Aristotelian tradition. His writings cover many subjects including physics, biology, zoology, metaphysics, logic, ethics, aesthetics, poetry, theatre, music, rhetoric, psychology, linguistics, economics, politics, meteorology, geology and government. Aristotle provided a complex synthesis of the various philosophies existing prior to him. It was above all from his teachings that the West inherited its intellectual lexicon, as well as problems and methods of inquiry. As a result, his philosophy has exerted a unique influence on almost every form of knowledge in the West and it continues to be a subject of contemporary philosophical discussion.
TD : 1/125 f/8 ISO 100 @100 mm
Colossians 2:18 “Let no one disqualify you, insisting on ascetic practices and the worship of angels, claiming access to a visionary realm and inflated without cause by his unspiritual mind.”