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Define Spirit.. Is it just an illusion caused by the chemical substances secreted by the glands of the roughly made human body?
Or is the Matter just a property of the Spirit?
Too many useless fights throug the ages , but stll nobody ever was able to give a clear answer to this topic.
There is a simple idea that may be closer to the truth:
"What we decide to believe,makes us what we are."
Anyway,whatever it is , my decision is to keep on walking with you. SAPP💕
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Once a time queen of the line, the FS E412 Class lost her primary role along the Brenner route.
Replaced by Vectrons on the services towards Quadrante Europa, they are now mainly used as helpers for the other Mercitalia trains.
It is the case of this service coming from Civitavecchia led by an E494 which has been reinforced by E412.016 North from Trento.
It's also worth to notice that this double traction is something pretty "generational". E412s (Bombardier TRAXX 112E) are the "great-grandmother" of the E494s (TRAXX 3DC) and have been both manufactured in the same plant in Vado Ligure.
A starry night and the milky way at Carvers Gap, North Carolina / Tennessee border looking toward North Carolina.
I will not be silent. I will not be complacent. I will speak out. I will protest. I will amplify voices. I will work to learn, grow, repair and do better. I will support organizations like Chicago Freedom School chicagofreedomschool.org , Chicago Community Bond Fund chicagobond.org and Black Lives Matter Chicago blacklivesmatterchicago.org
My niece Keerti, pumping out the tunes on an electric guitar.
Update: Keerti has taken to the guitar like a duck to water. So we have given it to her.
It is so painful to see in news protesters clashing with police and causing some sorts of the troubles. This is not what I have seen when I joined them yesterday at the USA Embassy in London. It was most well organised I possible even seen, so peaceful and friendly. Several times I have been offered face mask and water. There were only good vibes of a united community. Not sure why someone decided to go to Whitehall and clash with police. From the other hand – no rights were won without breaking the law – this is the world we all live, unfortunately.
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If you prefer still version, check it out on my blog - maxgor.com/documentary/black-lives-matter
The last nearly four years have seemed like eons for me. Every day that I can bear to pay attention, I am horrified by what atrocities Trump is responsible for. I have gone to so many protests in so many places for so many causes/reasons, both well attended and scarcely attended in good weather and in the middle of a freezing cold winter. There are times I have really questioned what good it even does but a little voice in my head has still told me it was the right thing to do.
But, then the Coronavirus hit and I wondered seriously if protesting was the right thing to do…after reading the statistics in my own city about people of color being killed by the Coronavirus at a much higher rate than white people, I had to ask myself, is it actually a case of white privilege if I protest? This seems like such a strange thing to ask when you are protesting your outrage about a man being killed only because he happened to be Black and existing in America but still I had to ask. Because, if I am part of the problem of spreading this virus and my presence results in more deaths of more people of color, isn’t that defeating the purpose? In addition, how about all of the healthcare workers who have been burdened for so long? Why should I make a choice for them that could affect the survival and treatment of myself and others? It just seemed too risky for this die hard protestor.
I have never dealt with this kind of moral dilemma before. My sense of right and wrong is usually pretty strong and doesn’t leave room for tons of contemplation and deliberation. I can’t really remember the last time I had to seriously ponder “What is the right thing to do in this situation?” asking myself again and again. I usually just know these things intuitively and then try to make my best ethical choice. I’m not saying that I don’t see layers of grey between black and white so much as just I have an idea of how to act in terms of what is right with my soul. I’m also not saying that I don’t learn new things and from the perspective of others and change based on being open to learning. But, the idea of what is fundamentally the ethical choice to make about whether or not to attend a protest for a cause I believe in has never been this difficult before.
And, there is the other side of things that I don’t really like to talk about-the more human side of things. I am unfortunately all too human in my fears about contacting Coronavirus/Covid19. To be honest, I’m the type of person that gets nervous taking a walk in my own neighborhood and gets frustrated when I see the joggers and dog walkers on my street roaming without a mask or groups of a few friends partying on a rooftop in close proximity. It seems pretty hypocritical to me that I’d also be finding myself amidst thousands of people in super close proximity sometimes under overpasses neck to neck, masks or no.
So, what I am saying is that I am actually probably a little paranoid. For a large part of my life, I didn’t realize I was any different from others in my fears until I went to college and learned about Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and realized that my irrational fear of death that took hold of me if I didn’t do certain things when I was little-tap my fingers every time I saw a green car, squeeze my toes every time I passed a squirrel-that sort of thing-wasn’t what most kids go through. And, it was crippling. Most of the time, I would cry hysterically thinking I was going to die and great harm would really come to my family and I if I told anyone and voiced these fears out loud. I know, I know…it sounds crazy and doesn’t make tons of sense. And, even though I know that and have gotten better dealing with this side of my self as an adult, it still hasn’t gone away completely. There’s a real instinctual fear that makes me think the worst will happen to me.
The news, of course, doesn’t help…and consider that non essential businesses were shuttered and school was cancelled for the rest of the year, I am even more terrified about the damage this virus can do. Then, there’s also the choir study…where they found that one man in close proximity singing with a choir infected pretty much the whole choir and killed a few too. Of course, this is outdoors, but I still can’t help thinking about all of the times I opened my mouth to chant pro Black Life Matters sentiments even if I was wearing a mask.
And, in many ways, I feel like I am not even worthy enough to say the name of George Floyd or Breonna Taylor who should have turned 27 on Friday, the day that I joined these protests. Because, as someone who is white, I could never know the true horror of this. She was a hero, an EMT worker, and it wasn’t just her own life and her family that was robbed but all of our lives and the sadness is overpowering. So, I ended up saying her name a few thousand times and feeling like I was losing my mind because I couldn’t rewind time and change reality.
I don’t know the answer to all of this and I still don’t know if I contracted the virus or not. But, in any case, I hope that these protests meant something and continue to mean something. Maybe it actually means more to those in power that people would risk their lives to fight for Black Lives and, if those mayors and governors really care about the citizens of their city, they have to act on these social justice issues-hold police accountable, take police out of schools and bring in social workers, counselors, librarians, art and music creative outlets instead. Let’s have a dance class or a drama class instead of kids being subjected to cruel excessive force and mock prison cells from early ages. Surely anything that helps kids is better than something doing active harm. Let’s put more money into mental health facilities instead of incarcerations. Let’s make sure when someone is released from prison that they have a job to go to. Let’s make sure our citizens have healthcare and that there are valid low income housing measures. All of these things will reduce crime and improve the quality of life. That is the direction we need to think in instead of increasing a police force. We need to think about the disparities between communities and races and ensure these people are protected and treated with respect-the same respect and treatment white people have been taking for granted in my country for centuries.
Above: a new mural for George Floyd, murdered by a group of police officers in a complicit system where the police are protected from their evil racist acts.
This mural was recently completed in the past couple of days and is found in Humboldt Park, Chicago on Division Avenue just east of California Ave. Cristian J. Roldán and Esther Kovacs
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Letztens hatte ich Sturmfreie Bude und hatte geplant das aufkommende Unwetter am Spiegel Hauptgebäude in Hamburg zu fotografieren. Dass dieser Plan aber sowas von aufgeht hätte ich nie geglaubt.
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I've waited a long time to see the inside of that place, I figure it can't be long now with ALL these condo developments around here.
Work to cover up the graffiti at the footbridge at Sawley hasn't met with everyone's approval as EMR's 222104 rolls by with 1C37 Sheffield to St Pancras. It shouldn't be too difficult to fill in the missing letters.....
2021 represents a significant milestone in the history of the Phoenix Railway-Photographic Circle with the celebration of our 50th anniversary. Phoenix was set up in spring 1971 and was created to promote an alternative approach to railway photography. Why not take a look at the PRPC web site at www.phoenix-rpc.co.uk/index.html.
The light burns the skin, erases the lines, and eats away the contours. The legs are no longer a shape or a pose to look at: they become just white, raw substance squeezed between the color of the fabric. Matter is wiped out by the light to subtract the body from the hypocrisy of the outside gaze. It is a radical refusal to sell oneself to the dynamics of exhibitionism and provocation: the flesh becomes an anonymous and pure mass precisely to exist without the obligation to please or to excite
One of my favorite things about Flickr is that it allows you to grow as a photographer. I'm encouraged to expose new things to see what kind of reaction I can get. I also love to peek in on what others are doing, and learn new techniques from them. It helps you to get out of your ruts.
It has been pointed out to me that I’m in a rut, as most of the time I focus my love of photography horizontally. I’ve been exclusively messing around with panoramas and wide formats. And why not? When you want to consummate a meaningful composition, size DOES matter. There is so much you can do with the extra room to attract followers and views. I like big “faves” and I cannot lie.
I know vertical formats are often “selfies.” That is not as satisfying. I want to know if I can learn to do it vertically and stay composed. So I think I’m going to flirt with petite formats. The question is, how long can I last?
I don’t want pity-views, but let’s see if I can be exclusively vertical while keeping things composed and interesting for my contacts. I will consider it a challenge to be horizontally abstinent for at least a week. It should not be that hard…. Remember, it’s not the size of your format that matters – it’s what you do with your aperture.
Dark Matter, 2019, artwork by Palestinian artist Mona Hatoum.
On display (till Corona Closure) at Museum Voorlinden, Wassenaar, Holland.
emerging
out of obscurity
into light of day
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40D vs SD750
Strobist info:
580ex ii handheld, 4 pops
high left & high right @ 1/2 power with short grid snoot
low left & low right @ 1/4 power with long grid snoot