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You don't know what you did, did to me
Your body language, speaks to me
I can make it hurricane on it
Hunnid bands, make it rain on it
Tie it up, put a chain on it
Make you tattoo my name on it, oh
Make you cry like a baby, yeah
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The Great Blasket Island is one of the remotest parts of the Irish Language Speaking area of Corca Dhuibhne. Although deserted since 1953 it is famous for the abundance of literature produced by the Irish speaking inhabitants who will live on forever through the documentation by them of the extraordinary details of their ordinary lives
FLORIOGRAPHY (language of flowers) x Smile on Saturday ;-)
Bellis symbolism:
innocence, purity, rebirth and new beginnings.
The genus name “Bellis” is the Latin word for “pretty” or “beautiful”.
The common name “Daisy” is a corruption of “Days Eye” and refers to the way that the flower closes at night and opens in the day, because at night the petals close over the yellow center and during the day they re-open.
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PS: Mi scuso con gli amici e i visitatori, ma sono costretta a venirvi a trovare solo un po' per volta ...
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Sorry, to me is very difficult to visit people that always only leave a fav without commenting...
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14th June 2015 - Sepecat Jaguars XZ117 (ES) and XX835 (EX) stalk down the runway at DCAE Cosford in what is rumoured to be the last performance due to the fleet being disposed of next year... I really hope i'm misinformed.
Doing the naughty field next year as the lights fookin aweful (excuse my language) at this show.
Just hope i'm wrong and the cats are still there!!
series : tamed / wild
see great works in The Language of Forms : www.flickr.com/photos/casualties/galleries/72157659487636...
Dvigrad (Twin-town), Docastei in Istriot language, is an abandoned medieval town in central Istria, Croatia. It is located in the Draga valley. The history of the settlement is prehistoric; it remained inhabited until the 18th century.
The region was settled by the Illyrians in prehistoric times. In 1345, Dvigrad was sacked by the Genoese admiral Paganin Doria during conflicts between Genoa and Venice. The Venetians sacked the town in 1383, but did not take rule of it until 1413, when a nobleman from Koper was put in governance. In the 16th century, plague and malaria depopulated much of the town. In the year 1615 it was besieged again, by Uskoks, and while it escaped capture it was abandoned save for a few poor residents within 15 years. Only three families remained by 1650. In 1714, the last residents left the town to ruin.
Gentlmen's Cane
by ContrapitoN with Body Language Sweet Lovely Cute
at The Mens Dept (Noon 5th May SLT)
more info
There are infinite shadings of light and shadows and colors... it's an extraordinarily subtle language. Figuring out how to speak that language is a lifetime job.
Conrad Hall
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Mesh Head: Catwa Alice
Mesh Body: Lara by Maitreya
Hair: Jewel by Emo-tions (blonde)
Eyes: IKON Promise Eyes (Glass)
Body Jewels, Earrings, Necklace & Bracelets: Roxaane by Finesmith
Tatt: Music Box (Pink) by White Widow
Bikini Bottom: Chasta (Pink) by Rebel Hope
Background: BG28 by Monomania
Pose: Night Breeze (05) by Body Language
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The Green Heron on the left flew over to this log and convinced the other heron, that was there first, that it should leave, which it did.
Cuyahoga Valley National Park, Ohio
Am not sure how I achieved the blue but this is one of my favorite signs in sign language. It contains the initial letters in I Love You … as the signed alphabet.
just because
I made another similar one, for the Event (check previous post)
just wanted to share this too :)
Sing with me:
I'm old fashioned and romantic
Like the films in black and white
All the lovers were enchanting
Can you and I be old fashioned tonight
I wanna get lost in the music
And feel tipsy from the wine
Speak of love, I won't refuse it
I want a love like in another place and time
Dance with me
Oh, so close
Dance with me
And the music will speak the language of love
Just imagine me in white satin
Like a nineteen thirty's star
If we play the part, lovely things can happen
We can be old fashion being who we are
Dance with me
Oh, so close
Dance with me
Oh, so close (Dance with me)
I wanna let the rhythm take us
I wanna know what it can make us feel (Oh, so close)
So let the moment hypnotize us
A fantasy is a tiny step from real (Dance with me)
I wanna let the rhythm take us
I wanna know what it can make us feel (Oh, so close)
So let the moment hypnotize us
A fantasy is a tiny step from
And the music will speak the language of love
And the music will speak the language of love
Taken in the Metro Lounge at Monocle Man
I promise it's the little things that you do, that make me wanna give it all to you
Hope your Valentine's Day is filled with lots of self-love!
Alert, fear, anxiety, intimidation, defensiveness and in heightened state. This communication method is known as "piloerection." Same thing when dog's hair is pointing straight up to intimidate another one or ready to fight. This was the Black-crowned Night Heron's reaction to a mink running its way and then behind the branch (see other picture).
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The ocean has never been silent. It simply speaks a language that cannot be heard, only remembered. She wanders through its emerald halls without disturbing a single current, listening to conversations carried by bubbles, seaweed, and forgotten tides. Every creature that passes seems to recognize her, as though she belonged not to the sea itself, but to the memory the sea keeps of the world.
Some truths were never meant to rise to the surface. They remain suspended beneath the waves, waiting for those who understand that wisdom is not always found in answers... sometimes it lives quietly in everything that chooses not to speak.
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The word porth in the Cornish language means port and elvan is the Celtic Saint who came to these shores in the 5th century along with many others to preach the Christian faith. St Elvan was about one and a half miles from Porthleven on the road to Sithney and there is still an area to the north of Porthlevan called St Elvan.
As a village, Porthleven was not important in the Middle Ages. There was no harbour there and the River Cober was navigable as far as Helston. Porthleven was bisected by the parish boundaries of Breage and Sithney, and the modern parish - formed in 1846 - took land from both.
It is rare to find a Cornish harbour which faces southwest, directly into the prevailing winds, and Porthleven's development as a port was always hampered by its orientation. Doubtless, Porthleven would have remained a small fishing inlet to this day had there not been an overriding need, in the early nineteenth century, for a harbour of refuge along this forbidding lee shore to which ships could run in times of distress.
The workforce used in the construction of the harbour included many prisoners from the Napoleonic wars. The main work was completed in 1825 and a large drifter fleet was soon engaged in the mackerel and pilchard fisheries. It was opened in August of the same year with a feast of roast beef and plum pudding for the whole village.
Major improvements were carried out in the 1850s, after the port was taken over by Harvey & Co. of Hayle, and the handsome, massively-built harbour that we see today dates from this time. Porthleven port was expanded in the last century to export tin ore. The long curved harbour wall is in three sections, and the inner harbour was designed to be sealed off in a gale.
The harbour imported coal, limestone and timber, and exported tin, copper and china clay. The Porthleven boatbuilding industry became a major employer at this time building clippers, schooners and yachts. Two Porthleven built trawlers still work from Brixham but the last boat was launched in the late 1970's.
Text source: porthleven4u.co.uk/porthleven-history/
John Ray wrote the first proper bird book in the English language in 1678 (though he published the same work in Latin two years earlier). There were earlier books that referenced birds, often with a more general natural history theme, but Ray's was the first devoted to birds. In this first bird book Ray gave three names to this species; "The common Barn-Owl, or White-Owl, or Church-Owl". So one name referred to its unique owl colour, and two referred to its habitat preferences. Interestingly Ray gave the name "Ivy-Owl" as an alternative to our Tawny Owl, and I usually find them roosting in Ivy. The next major work on birds was Thomas Pennant in 1768, though it was a more general work on Zoology. Pennant coined the term warbler used for so many of our birds, and he often led the way for the selection of the accepted British name. But Pennant backed the wrong horse in this instance and chose White Owl. Later authors were reluctant to lose Barn Owl and often kept both names, such as William Yarrell in 1843. He listed both names but in his text showed a clear preference for Barn Owl, and the BOU officially adopted Barn Owl in 1883. So that is why a bird that nests freely in holes in trees, nest boxes on posts, and a variety of old buildings, has become linked to barns. Before I leave the names, the name Screech Owl was widely used and pre-dates Ray as it was first used in 1593. And Barn Owl does indeed screech. Have a listen on xeno-canto: www.xeno-canto.org/604167 , but the name Screech Owl has been adopted for different species of owl in America.
I photographed this hunting Barn Owl recently not far from my home while I was out for an afternoon walk. It was hunting over an abandoned grass field. You can see by the bramble over the wall that the field hasn't been used for some time.
Sculpture (limestone) by Barbara Hepworth, 1948, seen in St. Albans Museum and Gallery. I find it remarkable that Hepworth used the visual language of the Madonna and Child to represent the "new morning" in the biological history of our planet. The Eocene covers roughly the first thirty million years after the extinction of the dinosaurs - and the rise of new plant life, of the mammals and, ultimately, us. The image may tell us that this process has a sacred dimension or, at least, that religious language is a way to visually describe it. Edited in Fuji's raw converter and refined in Luminar.
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Desde fuera, Santa Sofía no intenta seducir. Es un bloque imponente, reforzado por contrafuertes, que parece más preocupado por resistir que por impresionar. Pero basta con cruzar sus puertas para que el tiempo se diluya y el asombro se imponga. Su grandeza no está en las proporciones externas, sino en el espacio que contiene: un interior que desafía, incluso hoy, la lógica de lo posible.
Inaugurada en el año 537, esta es la tercera versión del templo. Las dos anteriores sucumbieron a las revueltas populares, pero la versión 3.0 no solo resistió, sino que cambió la historia de la arquitectura. Para concebir semejante prodigio hicieron falta un físico y un matemático: Isidoro de Mileto y Antemio de Tralles. No se limitaron a diseñar un edificio; imaginaron lo inconcebible para su época.
Los innumerables terremotos que ha sufrido Estambul han intentado derribarla, pero ahí sigue. Y su cúpula sigue siendo el prodigio más evidente: 31,87 metros de diámetro, suspendida a 56,6 metros de altura, flotando como por arte de magia sobre un anillo de ventanas. Durante casi mil años, Santa Sofía fue el edificio religioso más grande del mundo. Lo más asombroso es que, pese a sus dimensiones, no abruma. Todo en ella —la luz, las proporciones, la acústica— está pensado para elevar, no para aplastar.
Para su construcción se emplearon algunos de los materiales más preciosos del mundo antiguo, y todavía se percibe. Columnas de mármol traídas de Éfeso, pórfido de Egipto, piedra verde de Tesalia, ónice de Frigia... Un catálogo de imperios antiguos al servicio de la nueva Roma. Todo fue elegido para deslumbrar.
Y si algo detiene el paso, son los mosaicos. Dorados, delicados, suspendidos en el tiempo, sobreviven como fragmentos de una gloria que fue bizantina, que fue cristiana, que fue imperial. Algunos permanecen cubiertos; otros asoman tímidamente entre yesos y restauraciones. Todos hablan un idioma que mezcla fe, arte y poder. Es imposible no quedarse en silencio ante el Cristo Pantocrátor o la emperatriz Zoe ofreciendo sus dones celestiales.
Hoy, tras su reconversión en mezquita, ya no se puede visitar libremente la planta baja. Y eso significa que uno de los rincones más curiosos ha quedado fuera del alcance de los visitantes: la famosa “columna que llora”, siempre húmeda, envuelta en leyendas. Se dice que si introduces el dedo en su orificio y este sale mojado, tus deseos serán cumplidos. Otros creen que sus aguas tienen poderes curativos. Según la tradición, la columna llora de pena por el sultán Vedud y fue creada, nada menos, con la saliva del profeta Mahoma.
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From the outside, Hagia Sophia doesn’t try to seduce. It’s an imposing mass, reinforced with buttresses, more concerned with endurance than with display. But step through its doors, and time dissolves. Awe takes over. Its greatness doesn’t lie in its outer proportions, but in the space it holds within—a space that, even today, defies the logic of what should be possible.
Inaugurated in 537, this is the third version of the building. The two previous ones fell victim to popular uprisings, but version 3.0 not only survived—it changed the course of architectural history. It took a physicist and a mathematician to conceive such a marvel: Isidore of Miletus and Anthemius of Tralles. They didn’t just design a building; they imagined the unimaginable.
The many earthquakes that have shaken Istanbul tried to bring it down, but Hagia Sophia still stands. And its dome remains its most extraordinary feature: 31.87 meters in diameter, suspended 56.6 meters above the ground, seemingly floating on a ring of windows. For nearly a thousand years, it was the largest religious building in the world. What’s most astonishing is that, despite its scale, it doesn’t overwhelm. Everything—its light, proportions, and acoustics—seems designed to uplift rather than oppress.
The materials used in its construction were among the most precious of the ancient world, and that richness is still felt. Marble columns from Ephesus, porphyry from Egypt, green stone from Thessaly, onyx from Phrygia... a catalogue of ancient empires placed at the service of the new Rome. Every detail was chosen to dazzle.
And if anything stops you in your tracks, it’s the mosaics. Golden, delicate, suspended in time—they survive as fragments of a glory that was Byzantine, Christian, imperial. Some remain covered, others peek out timidly from beneath plaster and restorations. They speak a language of faith, art, and power. It’s impossible not to fall silent before the image of Christ Pantocrator, or Empress Zoe offering her celestial gifts to the Redeemer.
Today, since its reconversion into a mosque, the ground floor is no longer freely accessible. That means one of the building’s most curious features is now out of reach: the famous “weeping column,” always moist, wrapped in legend. It’s said that if you insert your finger into the hole and it comes out wet, your wishes will come true. Others believe its waters have healing powers. According to tradition, the column weeps in sorrow for Sultan Vedud, and was created using the saliva of the Prophet Muhammad.
In the Royal Palace of Madrid, some street lamps ("farolas" in Spanish language) with symbolic decoration have been restored.
Here you can see one of them, in the Plaza de la Armería, where you can see several crowns, a fleur-de-lis and some pine cones.
The fleur-de-lis is a symbol that takes us back to ancient times with the mythical King Solomon and the no less mythical Queen of Sheba.
It is considered a symbol of royalty, found on the coats of arms of several royal dynasties, such as the Bourbon dynasty, which continues to rule in Spain and others.
The fleur-de-lis is part of the coat of arms of several cities, such as Paris, Darmstadt, Elda, Lincoln (UK) or Wiesbaden.
In some cases it is also considered a religious symbol, representing the Virgin Mary and the religious military order of Santiago. And it is part of the coats of arms of the families of several Popes.
It is also considered an alchemical and Masonic symbol.
It even appears in some mafia (mob) organizations: it was adopted by the Hachel Mafia, known as the Virgin Escribana, as an emblem in the 17th century.
In Germany, more specifically in the municipality of Hachelbich, their meetings were held.
Any person not affiliated with the Hachel Mafia who tried to stop them from achieving their goals ended up brutally murdered.
Their victims were recognized by a brand made with a hot iron with the symbol of the fleur-de-lis. (Source: Wikipedia)
UNA FAROLA REAL, 2024
En el Palacio Real de Madrid se han restaurado varias farolas con decoración simbólica.
Aquí se puede ver una de ellas, en plena Plaza de la Armería en la que se pueden ver varias coronas, una flor de lis y algunas piñas.
La flor de lis es un símbolo que nos lleva a tiempos ancestrales con el mítico rey Salomón y la no menos mítica reina de Saba.
Se considera un símbolo de realeza, que se encuentra en los escudos de varias dinastías reales, como la dinastía borbónica, que sigue gobernando en España y otras.
La flor de lis forma parte del escudo de varias ciudades, como París, Darmstadt, Elda, Lincoln (UK) or Wiesbaden.
En algunos casos también se considera un símbolo religioso, que representa a la Virgen María y a la orden religioso militar de Santiago. Y forma parte de los escudos de las familias de varios Papas.
También se considera un símbolo alquímico y masónico.
Incluso aparece en algunas organizaciones mafiosas: fue adoptado por la Mafia Hachel, conocida como la Virgen Escribana, como emblema en el siglo XVII.
En Alemania, más específicamente en el municipio de Hachelbich, se realizaban sus reuniones.
Cualquier persona ajena a la Mafia Hachel que intentase detener el cumplimiento de sus objetivos terminaba brutalmente asesinada.
Sus víctimas eran reconocidas mediante una marca hecha con hierro candente con el símbolo de la flor de lis. (Fuente: Wikipedia)
Namtso is one of the three holy lakes in Tibet and significant for Tibetan Buddhists. Kora is a Tibetan word that means "circumambulation" or "revolution". Kora is both a type of pilgrimage and a type of meditative practice in the Tibetan Buddhism. Thus, Namtso Kora means pilgrimage walk around the Lake Namtso.
Namtso literally means heavenly lake in Tibetan language. Located around 240km northwest of Lhasa, capital of Tibet, it takes four hours’ driving from Lhasa. Extending 70 km from east to west and 30 km from south to north, the lake covers an area of 1,920 sq km and has an altitude of 4748 m above sea level. It is biggest lake in Tibet and the second biggest salt lake in China as well as one of the highest lakes in the world. The water in the lake is crystally clear and blue. The blue sky joins the surface of the lake in the distance, creating an integrated, scenic vista.
In every Tibetan year of sheep, thousands of Tibetan Buddhism believers will come here to worship this sacred lake. As a rule, they will walk clockwise along the Namtso Lake in order to receive the blessing of the gods.
There are several fine Tibet treks around the lake. The shortest one is roughly 4 kilometers and takes less than one hour. It starts from the accommodation area to a hermit’s cave hidden behind a large spinter of rock. The kora continues to a rocky promontory of cairns and prayer flags. At the promontory, pilgrims undertake a ritural washing in the lake. And then the trail continues past several caves and a prostration point where there are two rock towers looking like two hands. Pilgrims squeeze into the deep slices of the nearby cliff face as a means of sin detection or drink water dripping from cave roofs, even swallow holy dirt.