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Analogica con Pentax S1A ( 1963 ), Helios 44-4 58 mm 2.0 F, Fomapan 200 asa, sviluppo con Rodinal. Chicco sà sempre chi arriva in paese perchè riconosce il rumore delle auto ( 2,3, 4 cilindri a benzina, gasolio, ibride ecc...) , logicamente il rumore che preferisce è quello della auto di mia moglie
Un detalle para mi amigo tonialon
Por estar siempre ahí, por esas largas conversaciones telefónicas, por esos ánimos,
por esa sabiduría y por ser tan buena gente,,,,,,,
,,,,,,No hay forma de encontrar ni una sola certeza absoluta. Ningún argumento irrefutable que nos ayude a dar respuestas a las preguntas de la humanidad, la filosofía por lo tanto ha muerto, porque de lo que no se puede hablar, mucho mejor es callarse.
El hombre, al ser incapaz de adecuar mente y materia, tiende a conferir cierta entidad a las ideas porque no soporta que lo puramente abstracto solo ocurra en nuestro cerebro.
¡¡ Como he oido tantas veces ( La belleza y la armonía de una flor, de un copo de nieve o de una mariposa que agita sus alas y causa un huracán al otro lado del mundo!! ) Llevan hablando décadas de esa mariposa y de esa armonía, pero ¿quién ha sido capaz de predecir un sólo huracán ?, NADIE .
¿Donde está esa belleza y esa armonía en el cáncer por ejemplo,que hace que una célula decida transformarse en una metástasis y destroza el resto de células de un cuerpo sano ? Algien lo sabe ?, NO ,
Preferimos pensar en flores, copos de nieve o en mariposas que en el dolor. Por qué,,,? Porque necesitamos creer que la vida tiene sentido, que todo se rige por la lógica , no por el mero azar.
Si escribimos 2,4,6, nos sentimos bien, porque sabemos que después vendrá el 8, podemos preverlo, no estamos en manos del destino en ese momento.
Por desgracia, y sin embargo, esto no tiene nada que ver con la verdad, no les parece,,,?
Esto es solo miedo.
Triste, pero es lo que hay,,,,,,
El texto es una reflexión
,,,,,,There is no way to find a single absolute certainty. No irrefutable argument that helps us to give answers to the questions of humanity, philosophy is therefore dead, because what cannot be talked about, it is much better to remain silent.
Man, being unable to match mind and matter, tends to confer a certain entity to ideas because he cannot bear that the purely abstract only occurs in our brain.
As I have heard so many times (The beauty and harmony of a flower, a snowflake or a butterfly that flaps its wings and causes a hurricane on the other side of the world!!) They have been talking about that butterfly for decades and about that harmony, but who has been able to predict a single hurricane? NOBODY.
Where is that beauty and that harmony in cancer, for example, that makes a cell decide to become a metastasis and destroys the rest of the cells of a healthy body? Does anyone know?, NO,
We prefer to think of flowers, snowflakes or butterflies than of pain. Why? Because we need to believe that life has meaning, that everything is governed by logic, not by mere chance.
If we write 2,4,6, we feel good, because we know that 8 will come later, we can foresee it, we are not in the hands of fate at that moment.
Unfortunately, however, this has nothing to do with the truth, do you think?
This is just fear.
Sad, but it is what it is,,,,,,
The text is a reflection
Se dice que la magia es el arte del ilusionismo que consiste en la habilidad de crear trucos que dan la ilusión de manipular objetos, situaciones o personas de forma que la lógica no puede llegar a entender.
Feliz semana amig@s
“ Deep in the human unconscious is a pervasive need for a logical universe that makes sense. But the real universe is always one step beyond logic.” - Frank Herbert, Dune.
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"If you're walking in the woods, you're probably going to get more annoyed by a loud, screeching bird call than a soft, complex birdsong. But dark-eyed juncos are just the opposite. These birds will find and fight their soft-singing peers.
Now, lest we think of dark-eyed juncos as simply the philistines of the animal kingdom who go about brawling with any bird that inject a little creativity into its birdsong - which, I'll admit, is a most entertaining thought - there's a more straightforward logic at play here. As with most things, it's all about mating and reproduction.
Males juncos will let out a loud, boisterous call when they're asserting their territory, but they'll favor a softer, more melodic song when they're trying to attract a mate. Researchers at Indiana University found that, when they played these two different songs for some male juncos, the birds completely ignored the loud song but actively searched for whoever was making the softer call.
In the wild, any male junco that goes hunting for the fellow junco behind that song is basically looking for a fight. It appears the birds are far more interested in maintaining their access to potential mates than they are protecting their territorial claims. They may not be philistines, then, but it does appear the juncos care far more about sex than land...which I suppose, as these things go, it's a fairly sensible decision."
Alasdair Wilkins
gizmoto.com
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The way I feel when I seem to understand a thing - but not quite... ;-)
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fuzzy_logic
And guys, please note: It's a *kitchen* brush ;-)
Wie ich mich fühle, wenn ich eine Sache verstehe, aber eben doch nicht so ganz ;-)
de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fuzzylogik
Und nur zur Kenntnisnahme: Es handelt sich um eine Küchenbürste ;-) .
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The little wizard is late for the start of the new semester…
It’s that magical time of year again, when one of my favorite events returns to our universe. Yes, I’m talking about Mischief Managed’s Wizarding Faire!
Filled with wonderful creatures and delightful decor, beautiful clothes and magnificent builds, take a journey to the land of Hogwarts and discover something exciting and new!
Skippy envisioned his universe with the help of the following amazing creations, which are all available at Mischief Managed’s Wizarding Faire - The Spring Equinox:
DRD’s Building, and Suitcases, which are both part of the The Burrow Collection!
Kore’s Lion's Pocketwatch!
Fashiowl’s Platform 9 3/4 Trolley Owl, and Broom!
HopScotch’s Lion, which is part of the Squishy House Pals Collection!
Broken Arrows’ Living Leaf, and Screamer Letter, which are both part of the Magic Collection!
And the tardy student wears: UniCult’s Apprentice Specs!
Here’s your flying car to Wizarding Faire - The Spring Equinox!
Keep creating your story.
Keep making magic.
Keep blazing trails.
And keep shining bright, my friends!
mareagrau.blogspot.it/2017/05/logic-and-imagination.html
Logic will get you from A to Z;
imagination will get you everywhere.
(la logica ti conduce dalla A alla Z; l'immaginazione ti condurrà ovunque.)
Albert Einstein
: ) It defies logic, so it makes no sense at all.
Kraft Hall -- School of Social Sciences. Rice University. Houston, Texas.
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Oddities of logic - in front of a panorama: “It looks like a painting”; in front of a painting that represents the same panorama: “It seems real”. Liomax D'Arrigo, Pensierini, 2014
Who thought it would be a good idea to place a chromed steel bench in a hot, sunny location?
Norman Y. Mineta San Jose International Airport, San José, California.
The Dugald Stewart Monument, on Calton Hill, Edinburgh, Scotland.
Dedicated to the Scottish philosopher Dugald Stewart, a leading philosopher of his time. Stewart held the chair of Moral Philosophy at the University of Edinburgh, teaching philosophy, natural philosophy, economics, logic, and Greek for 42 years, from 1786 until his death in 1828. The monument was designed by noted architect William Henry Playfair, responsible for so much of Edinburgh's architecture. It was completed in 1831, and is a category A listed.
Taken with a Nikon D40, fitted with a Tamron 70-300mm F4/5.6 DI LD (Nikon AFS) lens and processed in GIMP and Photoscape.
(Bemerkung: Die meisten der kleinen Geschichten des Sekretärs sind in sich abgeschlossen. Diese ist eine Ausnahme und setzt flic.kr/p/2pAVoG3 fort.)
Also, diese Geschichte von meinem Benutzer ("Besitzer" würden wahrscheinlich die meisten sagen, aber das trifft es irgendwie nicht) hat mich schon sehr traurig gemacht – traurig und betroffen.
Nun könnte man sagen: "Tja, so ist das Leben halt." Und auch ich habe ja wahrlich nicht nur Schönes auf Papier gebannt. Ganz besonders traurig und betroffen gemacht hat mich die Rolle, die ich angeblich spielte: Denn sie stimmt einfach nicht. Es ist völlig abwegig, dass ich einen Menschen, der vor mir sitzt, höhnisch oder gar feindselig anschauen würde. Ganz im Gegenteil, ich habe ihn damals aufmunternd angeschaut mit all meinen Tastenreihen – aufmunternd und auch auffordernd. Denn es war ganz klar: Wenn er es noch einmal versucht hätte, sich nur noch einmal aufgerafft hätte – wie von selbst hätten seine Finger die richtigen Tasten getroffen. Aber…
Doch nicht nur meine Rolle in jener Geschichte wurde falsch wiedergegeben, auch die Geschichte selbst war nicht wirklich zu Ende.
Nachdem mein Benutzer (hier muss ich eigentlich schon sagen: "ehemaliger Benutzer", denn ich wurde in irgendeinen Schrank geräumt und vegetierte nutzlos vor mich hin) für einige Zeit einem neuen und wie er selber fand reichlich sinnlosen Broterwerb nachgegangen war, kam es eines Abends dazu, dass seine Lieblingsnichte ihn dazu brachte, sich für sie eine Geschichte auszudenken. Und die musste er ihr nicht nur einmal erzählen, sondern zweimal, dreimal, viermal… Und dann eine zweite Geschichte. Und eine dritte. Schliesslich wollte sie die Geschichten nicht nur erzählt bekommen, sondern kam ins Lesealter und fragte ihren Onkel, ob er ihr die Geschichten nicht aufschreiben könne. In der Zeit, die er nicht mehr zum Erzählen bräuchte, so argumentierte sie mit kindlicher Logik und Schläue, könne er sich neue ausdenken. Und so holte er mich aus dem Schrank, stellte mich wieder auf den mir so wohlvertrauten Tisch und begann, die Geschichten zu tippen. Und weil viele Blätter nur vielleicht halb voll wurden, entschied er sich, die leeren Plätze mit kleinen Zeichnungen zu füllen. So entdeckte er ein Talent neu, das er vor vielen, vielen Jahren als Schüler gehabt und selbst schon lange vergessen hatte. Und eines dieser nur für seine Nichte entstandenen Bücher fiel eines Tages ihrer Patentante in die Hände. Und diese Patentante war Lektorin in einem Verlag.
So kam es, dass aus dem frustrierten Redakteur und zwischenzeitlichen Sachbearbeiter schliesslich ein gefragter Kinderbuchautor wurde. Ich darf nach Herzenslust wieder meiner Lieblingsbeschäftigung nachgehen, genau wie seine vielen Notizbücher, von denen er für spontane Ideen immer eines in der Tasche hat.
(Teil der Serie: Ein Bild und eine Geschichte. Copyright Der Sekretär, 2024. Alle Rechte vorbehalten.)
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(Note: Most of Secretary‘s little stories are self-contained. This one, however, is an exception and a continuation of flic.kr/p/2pAVoG3.)
Now, this story about my user ("owner" is probably the word most people would use, but somehow that's not quite accurate) made me very sad – sad and distraught.
Now you could say: "Well, that's just life." And I, too, have certainly captured not only nice things on paper. I was particularly saddened and istraught by the role I allegedly played in it: because it's simply not true. It is completely absurd that I would look at a person sitting in front of me with a sneer or even hostility. On the contrary, I looked at him encouragingly with my array of keys - encouragingly and also urgingly. Because it was quite clear: if he had tried one more time, if he had pulled himself together just one more time - his fingers would have struck the right keys as if by magic. However, …
But it wasn't just my role in that story that was wrongly described, the story itself wasn't really over yet, either.
After my user (here I should actually say "former user", because I was stowed in a cabinet somewhere and vegetated uselessly) had pursued a new and, as he himself found, rather meaningless occupation for some time, one evening his favorite niece persuaded him to make up a story for her. And he had to tell it to her not just once, but twice, trice, a four time... And then a second story. And a third. Eventually, she didn't just want the stories to be told to her. She reached reading age and asked her uncle if he could write them down for her. During the time he no longer needed to tell the stories, she argued with childlike logic and cleverness, he could make up new ones. So, he took me out of the cabinet, placed me back on the table that was so familiar to me and started typing up the stories. And because many pages ended up about half full, he decided to fill the empty spaces with small illustrations. Such he rediscovered a talent that he had had as a pupil many, many years ago and which he had long forgotten about himself. And one day, one of these books written just for his niece fell into the hands of her godmother. And this godmother was an editor at a publishing house.
And so it happened that the frustrated journalist and meanwhile clerk eventually became a sought-after children's book author. I can pursue my favorite pastime again to my heart's content, just like his many notebooks, one of which he has always in his pocket for spontaneous ideas.
(Part of the series: A picture and a story. Copyright by Secretary, 2024. All rights reserved.)
I don't know how else to phrase this.
It would stand to reason that the build is a build. But clowns are sometimes the stuff of nightmares, and sometimes that calls for a reversal of logic.
If you follow me on Facebook, you may have seen me posting about the resizing process for that build. It's too awesome to not feature in its entirety.
Sponsored:
Skin: Clown Makeup by BeSpoke Caravan, available at Dark Style Fair, and afterwards at the BeSpoke Caravan Mainstore. Thepack includes the base skin layers for the face/body, as well as individual makeup and blood-stain layers. This comes in EvoX and SLUV compatible versions. Everything you see is the skin and makeup!
Outfit: Nightmare Klown - Pyro by Dreadmorne at Engine Room, and afterwards at the Dreadmorne MP Store. The outfit comes in male and female sizes in multiple color options, and includes the shirt, vest, and pants. Delightfully bloody, if you ask me.
Fun House: Funhouse by What's Lost Spirits, available at Engine Room, afterwards at the What's Lost Spirits Mainstore. The Funhouse is a full-size, three-story building with various rooms and parts, including media-enabled rooms. You know what else it is? Fully modifiable. I selected the shell for resizing for the purpose of this image, and the surrounding lightbulbs are a copy of the bulbs within the structure facade.
Gloves: Killer Gloves x Bloody Addon by The DeadBoy, available at the The DeadBoy Mainstore.
Other Deets:
Head: Lelutka - Eon
Body: Legacy - Male
Hair: Dura - B98
Cleaver: Insomnia Angel - Killing Butcher Knife @ Wasteland
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Quella che sembra emergere dal sottosuolo, dal traffico della Cristoforo Colombo, con riflessi d’argento nel prato verde dell’aiuola dell’Obelisco dell’Eur è Awakening, Il Risveglio, la suggestiva istallazione di Seward Johnson ospitata a Roma in occasione dei 20 anni della caduta del Muro di Berlino.
I cinque elementi visibili, una mano, la testa, un braccio ( qui nella foto ), una gamba, un piede, nelle intenzioni dello scultore americano rappresentano il risveglio dell’uomo e delle coscienze, la caduta del muro di Berlino che simboleggia l’abbattimento di tutti i muri, una vittoria dell’uomo sulla costrizione del potere e delle sue logiche.
Nelle intenzioni del presidente di Eur SpA Pierluigi Borghini e dell’amministratore delegato Riccardo Mancini, che lo hanno posizionato sotto all’Obelisco nella rotatoria di Piazza Guglielmo Marconi, è il simbolo di un segnale di Risveglio Culturale in un’area così importante per la Città di Roma, una vittoria della necessità di unire anziché dividere. Qualcosa di cui abbiamo bisogno tutti noi, non solo la nostra città.
“sometimes between sin and truth are only separated by a thin mist, and we don't realize it, human logic is not the equal as God's logic”
Apologies for not catching up with my flickr friends this week, it's been a bit fraught. I took this leafless tree at Toowong beside the Brisbane River as it's curly and fuzzy branches and twigs were a bit different. Goodness knows if it is dead or just deciduous. Otherwise it is just The Tree!
Created in Bryce a 3D program - no post manipulation or camera,
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The MTA-MAB headquarters building was built in 1896 for the Chamber of Commerce and Industry. After 1945, the building was used by the County Council. Later it was the home of the Ferenc Rákóczi County Library and then by the Herman Ottó Museum.
The eclectic style of the building corresponded to its time and expressed the taste of the industrial class looking back on old traditions and the up-and-coming merchants who got rich at the end of the last century. Although it is not a monument, it is of cityscape importance, because the proportion of the main masses, its rich plastic play, and above all the beauty and pure logic of the interior spaces created a dignified, beautiful public building. The renovation of the building and its transformation for the MAB headquarters were carried out by the Hungarian Academy of Sciences based on the plans of architect Anna Cifka. (partially translated by Google)
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Highest Position: #317
spray paint on canvas.
little project i've been working on for awhile. it's two 5x7 canvases, "logic" is hanging from "resist" by fishing line.
and it's 100% for sale!
Fall leaves spinning in the Merced River under a sky spinning with the earth's rotation (November 2016).
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