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Arrived at The Dog Palace just minutes before 5AM.
Ride out was in the pitch black while rain was falling.
Ride back was at 1 in the afternoon, blinding bright sun.
Pulled down The Dog Palace driveway and first noticed lights on.
3 or 4 rooms on the 2nd floor showed activity.
Once dismounted from the scooter I could hear music and lots of talking from some monks. Also noticed Mama was missing.
Mama wasn't an issue cuz she's most likely over at The Nuns Place. But getting there in the pitch dark was an issue !
Unlocked the bingo room and stashed all my stuff. Grabbed a large umbrella and took off into the black abyss.
Mud and water over my ankles with various bushes reaching out to take a swipe at my bare legs.Rain beating harder on the umbrella while trudging on through The DMZ.
Reached the cement walking bridge and knew I had it made from here on, well I do have to come back remember !
The cement road to The Nuns Place is fairly light in color, even in the dark. There was something laying in the middle that looked to be a dog. As I got closer it was obvious this was the MAD.
..{"Mean Angry Dog"}..
MAD saw a strange silhouette coming and tried to flank me with her fangs flashing and a growl !
The umbrella was used as a shield when MAD lunged in from my 6. Quickly she retreated as I was now on her 6 !
Approaching The Nuns Place and again I see a small sliver of light coming from the cement vents in one wall.
Rocky is now standing in the road and with a deep growl challenges the strange silhouette he sees .
Bending down on one knee I whispered his name, he stopped growling but kept his distance.
A soft whistle left my lips and within a second Mama was knocking me over on the wet road. She was excited ! ..;-)
Just as fast the two of us took off back to The Dog Palace.
She was my guide as we made our way in the dark back through The DMZ, and it's raining harder.
Mama was fed then we both went to the bingo room and took a short nap waiting for daylight.
By 6AM it was light enough to start doing what we do here.
Tuff Guy, Girl Friend, Honey, Tinker Bell, Little Stubby, Anna, Rocky and of course Apollo were all fed, medicated and in general, cared for .
In the photo you can see Anna in the road, then Little Stubby, Rocky an Mama sitting right in front of me.
What you don't see is Tinker Bell trying her best to stick her tongue in my ear. : -)~~
By 7:30AM all the chores were finished, Mama and I head back to the bingo room and stretch out for a short rest.
Didn't know it at the time but I was having a dream of a trusted man holding a happy child in his arms. They were both talking to me but I couldn't seem to answer them.
Slowly woke up to a monk standing near by saying "hello, hello, this good morning,this good afternoon, hello, hello".
One of my student monks had brought me a bottle of water and is always happy to say the few english words he knows.
Took me a minute to realize what was going on. Mama stayed between the monk and myself, always touching me with her paw.
Looked at the cell phone, it said 1 PM in the afternoon !
Are you kidding me or what ! ! ?
Knew I was a bit tired but had no idea I was really exhausted.
This new room is working out well and plan to do this again in the near future.
So there ya go a short piece of life in the jungle .... The End ....
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February 7, 2016 - Bottlenose Dolphins Captivity and Slaugter – at Taiji, Japan
On February 6, a Saturday in Taiji, after calling a blue cove day, the hunters showed up the harbor to transfer to Bottlenose dolphins out of the harbor pens and onto a truck out of Taiji.
In the middle of the first transfer, the Cove Guardians watched in horror as suddenly 9 killing machines raced from the harbor, directly in the direction of an innocent pod of 25-27 Bottlenose dolphins.
In total 11 banger boats quickly drove this pod into the cove. The nets were dropped and the pod was abandoned by the killers. Without food and shelter the pod remained in the cove for the entire night, swimming in fear and panic, not knowing what the next day would bring.
At about 6:45am, local Japan time, killers and “ trainers” arrived at the cove and the selection process began. Several killers jumped into the waters of the killing cove and dragged the dolphins under the killing tarps for the evil selectors to decide if this innocent life will go to the hell of human entertainment or death.
After several hours of torment and torture 11 Bottlenose dolphins were selected for a life of tricks for human entertainment. Most likely these 11 beautiful creatures will not eat for several days and then be force-fed medicated, dead fish. Once they are eating dead-frozen fish the torture of performance will begin and they will be forced to learn horrific tricks in order to make a profit from the ticket sales.
With “trainers” still present in the water 3 Bottlenose dolphins were erased from existence. The remainder of the pod was forced from the cove in the same horrible way they were forced in 24 hours earlier, by 3 banger boats.
Sites for more information :
Sea Shepherd Cove Guardians Page (official)
www.facebook.com/SeaShepherdCoveGuardiansOfficialPage
Cove Guardians
www.seashepherd.org/cove-guardians
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My 52nd "Squirrel Run" of the year at the University of Michigan since our work from home started to combat COVID-19. Pictures on Tuesday December 1st after the first real snowfall of the season. Few of the squirrels have mange on the Diag, I need to get back so I can hook them up with medicated pecans. The campus was mostly empty as students left for Thanksgiving. The squirrels are getting ready for winter. Sending love and virtual hugs from Ann Arbor, Michigan.
I've posted shots of Cally and Lucy fairly recently, so I didn't want Dizzy to feel left out. She's been a bit camera-shy because of the corneal ulcer on her right eye, but I'm hopeful it's beginning to heal now. It's been 3 months since all this started and it could be months yet before it's finished. In the meantime she has eye drops several times a day (some medicated, some just for lubrication) and, thankfully, she's as good as gold about it. You can probably see that her right eye looks darker at the moment, but that's because of new blood vessels which are a sign the ulcer is beginning to heal. The good thing is that although it was clearly very painful for her when it first happened, it doesn't seem to worry her at all now. Hopefully, it's just a question of time.
The Mount Isa Underground Hospital, constructed during March/April 1942 in the grounds of the Mount Isa District Hospital, was built by off duty miners from Mount Isa Mines. The structure was designed by Dr Edward Joseph Ryan, Superintendent of the Mount Isa District Hospital. Construction work was supervised by Wally Onton, Underground Foreman at Mount Isa Mines.
The war in the Pacific reached the shores of Australia on the 19th February 1942. Darwin was bombed by aircraft operating from four aircraft carriers in the Timor Sea. Within days Timor fell to the Japanese, the Australian cruiser HMAS Perth sank during the Battle of the Java Sea, while Broome, Derby and Wyndham in Western Australia, and Port Moresby in New Guinea were all bombed by Japanese aircraft.
The threat to Mount Isa seemed very real because there appeared to be little military opposition left in the north of Australia after the devastation of Darwin and the West Australian towns. The Mount Isa Copper Mine was seen as a strategic resource of great value to the Japanese, being recognised as one of the world's major deposits of copper, lead, zinc and silver. It was believed that like the Japanese controlled tin fields and rubber plantations of Malaya, and the oil fields of Borneo, the Mount Isa Mine was probably a target for invasion forces and air attacks.
Reacting to the perceived threat, Dr Edward Ryan decided to take precautions to protect Mount Isa District Hospital from air raids. Dr Edward Ryan contacted Vic Mann, MIM Mine Superintendent, who offered the co-operation of the company and the services of Underground Foreman Wally Onton to supervise the project. The company supplied all the equipment for the work, which was done by Mount Isa miners who volunteered their time.
The drilling, blasting and mucking out was mostly done over a two-week period, with the fitting-out taking a few more weeks. The work was done during March/April 1942, during which approximately 100m of tunnel were excavated. Three parallel adits were driven into the hill face and then connected to a crosscut level to form a large underground shelter with an 'E' shaped plan. A vertical rise to the hillside above helped ventilation and was also equipped with a ladder to serve as an emergency exit. The excavation was timbered using the contemporary mining methods of the day, then equipped with furnishings and fittings to perform all the functions of a hospital. There were male, female, and maternity/children's wards, a surgical theatre and a delivery room.
The finished underground hospital was about 100m from the rear of the nearest hospital building, with access along a gravelled pathway. The three entrances were secured by locked timber gates. Inside the hospital was framed either with sets of round native timber or sawn Oregon timber, the ceiling was sawn hardwood planks and some of the walls were lined with gidyea logs. The floor was bare earth. The hospital was equipped with electric lights and a telephone. Furthermore, buckets of water and sand, stirrup pumps and shovels were present in case of an air raid.
Dr Ryan kept the shelter fully equipped and ready for use with linen, medical equipment, dressings and pharmaceutical stocks. Once a week there was an air raid drill, and nurses and orderlies wheeled less-seriously ill patients up the steep gravel path to the underground hospital.
Mount Isa never experienced air raids, and it soon became apparent that the attacks on Darwin and other northern towns were harassing raids rather than the prelude to an invasion. History shows that Japanese resources were extended to their limit and, after the battles of the Coral Sea and Midway, their naval power was destroyed. The threat of invasion disappeared as the Japanese forces were driven from New Guinea and into retreat from the Pacific.
Although air raid drills ceased, the underground hospital remained in use for less urgent purposes. The shelter was used as a dormitory by the nurses on hot nights, then like most unused spaces, it gradually became a store room of hospital equipment and files. After the war, lax security allowed young children to play in the tunnels, which still contained medical equipment and pharmaceutical supplies.
The shelter was finally closed sometime during the 1960s when rubble, excavated during the construction of the new four-storey hospital wing, was used to close the three entrances. The ventilation rise was also filled in. For approximately ten years the underground hospital remained closed until the fill at the north collapsed in 1977, and at the main entrance in 1988. Each time an entrance opened there was debate in the community regarding the future of the site. In 1992 the main entrance again collapsed and there was considerable debate about the site because of the Australia-wide interest in WWII sites during celebrations which commemorated the Battle of the Coral Sea and the 1942 threat of invasion.
The entrance was again closed, but reopened in 1994. While the entrance was again open and its future was being discussed in the media, a fire broke out in the southern tunnel at 0130AM on the 27th of August 1994. Queensland Fire Services found water was ineffective and, not knowing the layout of the interior, or the source of the fire, they waited until daylight and filled the tunnel with high expansion foam to extinguish the fire. The Mines Rescue Unit and volunteers later removed most of the burnt timber and stacked it at the main entrance.
In response to the fire, the hospital administration installed a locked trapdoor of heavy steel mesh over the collapsed entrance, and the entrance has remained open but secure against entry for the past three years. A public meeting in late 1995 showed that community support has swung strongly in favour of conserving and developing the underground hospital rather than again burying the entrance.
In 1996 a Steering Committee, representing the owners, heritage conservation organisations and corporate and community representatives, was formed to manage the future of the underground hospital. A conservation strategy, funded under the Queensland Heritage Grants Program and the Queensland National Trust, was prepared at the request of the Steering Committee. Vandals lighted a second fire on Sunday the 26th of October 1997 causing further damage to the interior.
Plans are in place for the interior of the hospital to be cleared by Green Corps (Young People for the Environment) and volunteer labour. The work will be carried out in consultation with the Cultural Heritage Branch of the Environmental Protection Agency. All artefacts will be documented, tagged and stored at the North West Queensland Museum in Mount Isa. Re-timbering of the interior will be carried out under the supervision of Mount Isa Mines engineers who will also provide some of the equipment required for the project.
Seating for educational tours and fresh timber framing was added in 2021 to support the structural integrity of the underground hospital.
Source: Queensland Heritage Register.
Fox squirrels on a beautiful snowy Winter's day in Ann Arbor, Tuesday February 1st, 2022. All sorts of things on campus today. Spied a new cavity nest over on Law Quad. Caught this big one (I think a momma) high atop Tappan Hall. And I saw a squirrel I am calling Snow White. I was told there was a nearly bald squirrel near the UMMA. I spied this one on the north side of the Law Quad and she was missing a ton of fur. She was more white underneath. I gave her a medicated pecan and will hook her up next week for the second part of the dose. Wishing you joy and health wherever you are and best wishes for the new year.
I thought this summed up today well. I have started a little light therapy to get the demons in my head under control (or evicted entirely if possible) and thought that this depicted the start of that journey for me.
It was a good session, I have a few more to get through then we can see how it goes. Trying to avoid anything overly dramatic or medicated - this is all about rediscovering my drive, determination and creativity really.
statistics: over 100,000 homeless in NYC.
Fact: If you are mentally ill and in need of a psychiatric admission because you are deemed unable to care for yourself, or pose a danger to others (this is vague because most mentally ill people are not violent at all ) NYS law states that a patient can be held 72 hours and if he or she presents no immediate danger to self or others they MUST be discharged.
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Many mentally ill people do not appreciate incarceration where they are deprived of their rights, many forced medicated, and the ACLU will sue hospitals and win....yes win if someone is incarcerated against their will, if they are living like this lady does.
it is what it is.........
thems are facts......
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Photography’s new conscience
...adhesive wrap, antiseptic cleaners and antibacterial treatment. Lots of A's...
Here's the story...
“Wake up, Carol!”
Is this a bad dream?
Last year on Feb. 1, we followed an ambulance, to get my 96 year old dad some help. He fell in the early morning hours, breaking ribs and puncturing a lung. He was filling with air, on his insides. After surgery and twenty days of healing and physical therapy in two different hospitals, he was good to go! He learned safety techniques and how to properly use a walker. February was pre-covid in this area at that time; thank goodness.
Immediately after his fall, he said, “I just want to see my 97th birthday in March.” He did! Since then, he has been fairly careful and lucky.
So, last night, we said, “Wow, tomorrow it will have been a year since that horrible accident."
Well, our luck ran out this morning, Here it is Feb. 1st again. He fell out of bed, hit his head, and tore the heck out of his thin skin on one of his arms. He refuses to go to the doctor with fear of covid. So we pulled the skin over the wound, medicated, and covered the tear as best we could. He is one tough ole guy. Let’s hope it heals quickly so he will have a delightful 98th birthday in March.
For safety-sake, we are going to order a bed rail.
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You’ve been lied to just to rape you of your sight,
And now they have the nerve to tell you how to feel.
So sedated as they medicate your brain and while ya slowly go insane they tall ya:
“Give in with your best intentons, help you with you complications!”........
....if I remember correctly. lol
It's been a while and I am still heavily medicated. It might be a pigeon for all I know.
My feeder area is so deep in snow I won't see it until we have serious melt-down.
This poor guy still stinks so bad from mange and the yeast infection even though he gets medicated baths every other day.
He is definitely feeling much better, super playful, and so sweet.
What a lucky guy to have Lisa Chiarelli foster him.
Eldad
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Hat, Marc by Marc Jacob bag, keys, vitamin case, Topshop sunglasses, umbrella, Prada wallet, credit card bills, medicated pad, my cat's dinner,handkerchief, iPad mini, metro card, battery, insect repellent, pen, mask, cosmetic purse
As promised, we’ll finish our ongoing 2012 décor photoset at the Goodman/Getwell Kroger this Tuesday; then, beginning Thursday, we’ll trek onward to our next destination, the location and identity of which is of course the subject of this here teaser photo. Chances are you can recognize the architecture here pretty easily, so what I’ll ask next is: what’s wrong with this picture…?
As always, for those who would like to play along, please drop your guesses in the comments, if you’ve got ‘em! And for everybody, feel free to enjoy these tunes…
1. The Hell Song – Sum 41 🔥
2. Something to Change – Pennywise
3. Her Diamonds – Rob Thomas 🔥
4. I Think We’d Feel Good Together – Rob Thomas 🔥
5. Route 66 – John Mayer
6. As I Choke – Ross Copperman
7. Liberty – Buckcherry 🔥
8. Never There – Hoobastank
9. Different Colors – Walk the Moon
10. Angel – Poets of the Fall
11. Nocturnal – Eve 6
12. Forsaken – Seether
13. Out of My Depth – Everclear 🔥
14. Don’t Mind the Blood – Tyler Bryant and the Shakedown 🔥 (if it gets the job done…)
15. Ghost on the Dance Floor – Blink-182 🔥
16. Save Tonight – Eagle-Eye Cherry
17. Nothing’s Fair in Love and War – Three Days Grace
18. Love Alone is Worth the Fight – Switchfoot
19. Careful – Paramore
20. Breaking the Silence – Breaking Benjamin (by the transitive property, then, Silence = Benjamin)
21. In My Place – Coldplay
22. Heavy Metal – Sammy Hagar
23. Pull Me Through – Tyrone Wells
24. Damn Regret – Red Jumpsuit Apparatus 🔥
25. New Kid in Town – Eagles
26. The Alarm – Buckcherry 🔥 (I suppose the weekend is nearly over as you’re reading this on Sunday, but as I type this it’s Thursday night, so the weekend is, in fact, almost here)
27. Rx (Medicate) – Theory of a Deadman 🔥 (somehow I felt the need to underline the fire emoji for this one in my notes, presumably to indicate that it is extra firy. I will see if the underline works on flickr but I doubt that it will)
28. New Loser – Saving Abel 🔥 (I miss Saving Abel :( )
29. Amphetamines – Eve 6
30. Come Back to Me – Plain White T’s
31. Black Horse and the Cherry Tree – KT Tunstall
32. Mary Jane’s Last Dance – Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers 🔥
33. Mad Sounds – Arctic Monkeys
34. Searching for the Ghost – Heartless Bastards
35. I’ve Always Loved You – Third Day
36. I’m Waiting – All-American Rejects
37. Lifeboats – Snow Patrol
38. Mysterious Ways – U2
39. The Collapse – Adelitas Way
40. Funkytown – Lipps, Inc. (I don’t hear this song often enough)
41. Dead in a Grave – Rev Theory
42. Sick and Twisted Affair – My Darkest Days
43. Cat and Mouse – Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
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These places are public so these photos are too, but just as I tell where they came from, I'd appreciate if you'd say who :)
Taken in Ann Arbor at the University of Michigan on a snowy Winter's day - Wednesday February 12th, 2020. One squirrel over by Social Work seems to have some puffiness in his eyes - I hope it does not get worse. Saw another with mange on the Diag - but he only got a bit of the medicated pecan before running off!
This abandoned place was built at the end of World War II by a religious order and used to house hundreds of children to enjoy their summertime and enjoy the activities and healthy, mountainous environment. This was closed down in the 1970s.
The man down Italian toll tour. Taking in some Italian delights on a 4 day explore.
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Abandoned Abused Street Dogs.
Photo No# 1 of 2.
Back Story ..........................................
Photo no# 2 will show you what I was dealing with today.
Ride out was wet, monsoons while at the monkey temple.
Continued monsoon rains on the ride back. Between 7AM
and 8AM the rains let up.Thunder an lightning started big
time by 8:05AM. By 11;30AM I had to get going home.
As mentioned above, between 7AM to 8AM I ran around
and medicated all the temple dogs.Even made it to the
spirit house with Rocky, Mama and Legs.We moved fast.
In this photo Mama has a full belly and feels very relaxed
while safe and secure in the bingo room.Ground is shaking
as the thunder and lightning blast us over an over non-stop !
Even when I headed home the storm never let up at all !
I'm fatigued after today, so we'll play tomorrow by ear ?
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Fox squirrels on a cold Winter's day in Ann Arbor, Tuesday February 15th, 2022. So today I was looking for Snow White and Doc. I needed to give Doc his second medicated pecan. I finally found them on the tree to the southwestern corner of the UMMA - right next to the old entrance. I hooked up Doc (pretty sure - they are hard to tell apart). I am fairly certain they share a cavity nest in that tree in front of UMMA. And I found another one who needed meds - I will call her Bashful in keeping with the Snow White theme. I might give them all a new round starting next week - I am sure they could use it. So many patients to monitor! There also is a fox squirrel by Tappan Hall who has almost no fur on his tail. I will hook up that little one later. Also saw box fox squirrels and American red squirrels in cavity nests - so that was fun. The fox squirrel in the nest by Ross is using a COVID face mask as part of the padding. Wishing you joy and health wherever you are and best wishes for the new year.
Newsflash: Donald Trump is a poor leader. This isn't a revelation to most Americans. When confronted with a life or death situation, he's failing us with his convoluted statements and false information. And, we thought it was bad when he tried to strong-arm Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelenski. He has referred to COVID-19 as the "Chinese virus" because he's angry China accused the US military of concocting this plague. He's completely oblivious to the racist nature of his remarks, and is ignorant of the repercussions they are having for Asian-Americans and Asians living in this country. Personal attacks replace common sense and caution.
The President has likened the coronavirus to the common cold. When he falsely suggested the anti-malarial drug, hydroxychloroquine could be effective in treating the disease without any clear evidence, he put us in peril. And, in fact, one person has already died after self-medicating with that drug. Medical professionals know there are no easy answers. Developing successful drugs and vaccines takes rigorous testing. Dr. Anthony Fauci, Head of the National Institute of Allergy and Infectious Diseases, finds himself in a tough spot. He stands next to Trump as the country's medical expert and listens to the President's inaccuracies, knowing he can't just "jump in front of the microphone and push him down." Trump's need to be front and center and always right takes precedence over facts. He is the authority and anyone who challenges him with those facts is suspect.
Now the President is suggesting he'll loosen restrictions on self-quarantine and social distancing by Easter in order to get the country back to work. Republican Texas Lt. Governor Dan Patrick suggested the welfare of senior citizens should be sacrificed to save the country. And, rightwing commentator and former Fox News host Glenn Beck said, "I would rather have my children stay home and all of us who are over 50 go in and keep this economy going and working. Even if we all get sick, I would rather die than kill the country."
Why is the economy suddenly more important than the health and well-being of the people? Simple answer: the President sees "his" economy as the golden ring to his re-election. With the stock market in freefall, that ring has turned to lead. And, Trump is rightfully afraid. In addition, his hotels are losing money during this crisis. And, he has even implied his businesses could benefit from a government stimulus package. The founders of our country included the Emoluments Clause in our Constitution to prevent a government official from personally benefiting from government aid. We have come to expect this self-serving attitude from Trump. Too bad the GOP sees no problem in his actions.
I have learned not to trust anything the President says. He's inconsistent, minimizes the danger, and often paints an inaccurate picture of the severity of this situation. He is, and will be remembered as one of the most ineffectual and self-absorbed leaders we've ever had. I can't breathe when he sucks up all the air. And, right now, that breath of fresh air would be our country's best medicine.
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When talking to the folks that run the Aark Wildlife Rehabilitation facility, besides giving me the name of a medication to "bait" some meat with, in an attempt to treat this poor fox's mange, they also gave me the name of a Trapper that works with them. They said they most definitely could save this fox if they could access it, which of course would mean catching it.
I saw my "patient" today laying in a bed of leaves at the edge of the woods and went back to the house to get more food and medicine. It was still there when I got back, and let me get pretty close up on it........let me be clear, not too close, but still closer than a fox normally would let a human approach before it scurried off into the woods.
It was then I decided to call the trapper.
I stopped at the club office to explain what was going on and make sure it was okay to invite somebody onto the property to trap. After getting their full blessings, I came home and called a nice man named Chris, and told him about my little friend that seemed to be in so much trouble. He was very sympathetic to the situation, but told me that setting traps would be a waste of time. Evidently fox did not get their reputation for no reason. They are too darned smart, Chris explained, and he has never been able to trap one no matter how much yummy bait he's put in the trap. You will end up with every other critter in there BUT the fox!
His next suggestion was the same as the wildlife rehabers.....try to medicate it with a piece of bait meat, which I was already doing.
So I will say a prayer that this little fox finds the food and fills it's belly, and in the process get's what it needs to ease it's discomfort and possible demise.
Catch up with everyone soon.....have a good weekend!
Ganesha Chaturthi (गणेश चतुर्थी) is the Hindu festival celebrated in honour of the god Ganesha, the elephant-headed remover of obstacles and the god of beginnings and wisdom. The festival, also known as Vinayaka Chaturthi, is observed in the Hindu calendar month of Bhaadrapada, starting on the shukla chaturthi (fourth day of the waxing moon period).
The festival involves installing clay Idols of lord Ganesh in public pandals (temporary shrines), which are worshipped for ten days with different variety of herbal leaves, plants and immersed at the end of the festival in a water(lake) along with the Idol. After adding herbal and medicated plants and leaves(patri) in lakes, the water in the lake become Hygienic. This was in practice because, in early days people used to drink lake water, and to protect people with infections and viral diseases especially in this season, this tradition was introduced. Some Hindus also install the clay images of Ganesha in their homes. It is believed that Ganesha bestows his presence on earth for all his devotees during this festival.
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DAY 09: Destination – KORZOK
Distance & Time: Shey – Korzok by car - 220 km / 7 hrs.
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Three hours have passed; the struggle to get the car back on the main track is on. Trying to help by handing out the necessary tools and fetching stone slabs to construct a temporary pathway. Few chipped nails are of no concern but the bleeding fingertip needs attention; dig out a medicated strip from the first aid kit.
The car had swirled and jerked off the road; wheels sunk deeply in the treacherous sand. If our attempts are in vain, Tashi will walk back several kilometers to the shack (where we had tea earlier) to seek help. Adequate stock of drinking water and some food prepares us for the night in the desert if necessary. Strangely there is no sense of panic or impatience, an effect of the vast serenity that surrounds us.
Humidity is supposedly nil, but sweat trickles down the spine while fetching yet another slab. Look up at the sky and get in conversation with god, “Had your fun, now let’s get going!”
Little more effort and the car is on the road! Both of us are exhausted, Tashi more so. Get out a couple of energy bars along with my lunch box and hand them over to him.
On the other side of the road there is a Toad agama (Phrynocephalus laungwalansis), must get the camera.
This species of reptile have flat head and blunt mouth resembling a toad, thus the name. The agamids are perfectly suited for extreme desert conditions, with physical adaptations intended to withstand cold, dry climate. The small eye-openings, encircled by protective scaly eyelids form an effective barrier against sand particles. They can be found at elevation of 3, 100 – 4, 700 m / 10, 171 – 15, 420 ft. but sometimes even as high as 5, 500m / 18, 045 ft.
Often seen basking in the sun in warm open plains, will make a break for safety of the burrows if disturbed. Balance their two diagonally opposite feet when ground temperatures rise. Apart from natural predators like some birds are at the risk of being run over while darting across the road by cars. The number of which has been sharply rising with the in-flow of tourist.
i sing ....
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zx3m4e45bTo
The Verve - Bittersweet Symphony
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and a scene as girl's gift for false sitting Buddha who just sit and watched when one threw stones on my head below. (D)
(take one._camera dolly ! )
_ °in the room with one *medicated, drunk, bored and anxious* and asked for suggestions?°_(G)
The same room when one gave me "fuck you".....
she was there and did say...... nothing.....
(only "i love you" for that fucker)....
(pause_ with some comments... from some audiences ; but only two wise men i can remember )
then later
she had a doubt
( when another one did comment about this bored man's portrait and saysnap is a bit crap as on a blur...., )
then
she say.... something
_ " if blur make a snap crap?
just askin' "
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D is good friend ?
the clan slogan still °we are family°?
Clap your hands folks !!!!!! ( i think....)
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don't blame me
if i see the truth in your true color....
there are so many
who can not see....
be happy ...
just sayin...<3
: mE
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and you want to kick my ass ?(don't you and your girls's clan whisper ..... ?)
ashamed of yourself !
come on !
_ but first you need to look in my eyes !
: mE
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Bittersweet Symphony - Cruel Intentions
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for more : www.flickr.com/photos/animeduzkukkuiz/sets/72157624860071...
that one say nothing or do nothing when someone hit the dog( ; what i feel that day)...
but they get angry when i did described this story in my pictures.......
Taken in Ann Arbor at the University of Michigan on a snowy Winter's day - Wednesday February 12th, 2020. One squirrel over by Social Work seems to have some puffiness in his eyes - I hope it does not get worse. Saw another with mange on the Diag - but he only got a bit of the medicated pecan before running off!
A delightful item of ephemera in so many ways. The London Passenger Transport Board, the LPTB and better known as London Transport, was a public corporation formed on 1 July 1933 to oversee public transport in London. It comprised at its core, the undertakings of the old London Underground Group that ran the majority of the tube network, the bus services of the London General (both Central area and Country area), the LUT, MET & SMET tramways and the nacient trolleybuses of the LUT. In addition they absorbed the Metropolitan Railway, the municipal tramway undertakings and numerous 'private' bus companies as their operating area included not just built up London but a large ring around the capital.
Selling advertising on vehicles, stations and sites had always been lucrative business for publci transport operators and the Underground Group in particular knew the value of this. In common with much else in the new LPTB the Underground's existing organisation was at the core of the management of Commercial Advertising as it centralised the organisation and selling of poster sites and opportunities. Several areas of the Board's services still had pre-existing advertising contracts to run out such as W H Smith & Son Ltd on the Met and Frank Mason & Co Ltd on the majority of the ex-municipal tramways including the vast London County Council fleet.
To publicise these services London Transport issued this wonderfully produced booklet - the high quality of production showing the high value of the product to prospective clients. The Underground Group of course was held in very high regard in the world of commercial advertising and publicity due to the work over Frank Pick over the previous two decades.
To continue in the 'house style' of the Group, it is printed at one of the foremost printing houses of the day, the Curwen Press in Plaistow, east London, and features Curwen Sans typeface not LT's own Johnston. The logo - that is of interest in that it is one new feature of the Board that didn't last long - the LPTB symbol. This was designed by C W Bacon but wasn't much loved and was soon supplanted by the more recognisable roundel that is still used today. The roundel is more 'flexible' in terms of utility. Nevertheless some will see the old CIE logo in here!
This double page layout shows panel positions on the lower deck of London buses, still obviously badged up as "LGOC" rather than the new LT. The mirror space by the platform step into the lower saloon shows a poster for the "Morning Post" newspaper whose adverts cover all available positions in the lower saloon. This paper was to be acquired and merged into the Daily Telegraph in 1937.
The lower deck panels show, amongst the fares chart for route 169, adverts for a variety of brands including Pears Soap, Eno's Fruit Salts, Sutton's Chutney, Shell petrol and oil and Monsol brand medicated throat pastilles.
This past year has brought many unexpected things to our lives, among them some strong medications.
My daughters and I made and decorated gingerbread people this evening and then my older daughter said something about medicine being like candy. So we decided to try decorating our gingerbread people with pills.
Pretty soon, we were singing a song:
Tis the season to be jolly, fa la la la la la la la la
Time to ban that melancholy, fa la la la la la la la la
Lexapro will make you happy, fa la la la la la la la la
Risperdal will calm you down, fa la la la la la la la la.
Then came a story:
Once there was a gingerbread man who had a bad case of the Christmas blues. So he escaped his makers, singing "run, run as fast as you can, you can't catch me, I'm the gingerbread man." When his makers caught him they brought him to the doctor who prescribed some pills that brought back his Christmas Cheer, and he never ran away again. The End.
Don't we have fun together? If you can't joke about this stuff, what can you do? We have to accept it as part of our life.
I'll probably post some "nice" photos of our cookies tomorrow.
{Tracey Clark's Picture the Holidays: 21/31, "attitude adjustment "}
In the midst of a creative meltdown, I have created this strange peice of work.
Very strange, is'nt it?
I am feeling quite skittish as I stumble through this mind haze - withdrawl symptoms are wreaking havoc on my body and mind. When I'm sleeping, I'm plagued by lucid dreams where airplanes fall from the sky and sidewalks turn into water. My waking moments are spent deep breathing my way through panic attacks and double vision.
I'm aching to create again, but my drive has become clotted by stagnation and exhaustion.
I needed to be surreal, to be the "happy/unhappy houswife" and get lost, if only for a little while...
Too bad some of those coolers blocked part of the cool upper wall décor, but I would imagine there was a need to be well-stocked on the items that were big sellers for this uniquely-located Fred's. And in the name of "I haven't done some of these in quite a while" (if that even makes much sense :P), here's some more music to ponder over (or not!):
Santana (Shaman) - America (f. P.O.D.)
Trapt (DNA) - Passenger (Acoustic)
The Go-Go's (Beauty and the Beat) - Fading Fast
Seether (Isolate and Medicate) - See You at the Bottom
Rush (Power Windows) - Emotion Detector
Lifehouse (Stanley Climbfall) - Sky Is Falling (Acoustic Version)
Peter Gabriel (So) - Sledgehammer
Billy Idol (Rebel Yell) - Rebel Yell
Saliva (Every Six Seconds) - Faultline
Foster the People (Sacred Hearts Club) - Loyal Like Sid & Nancy
The Who (WHO (Deluxe Edition)) - Rockin' in Rage
Stone Temple Pilots (Purple) - Meat Plow
Timbuk 3 (Greetings From Timbuk 3) - The Future's So Bright, I Gotta Wear Shades
Kopek (White Collar Lies) - Running Scared
Dennis DeYoung (26 East, Vol. 1) - Damn That Dream
Cavo (Bright Nights Dark Days) - Beautiful
3 Doors Down (Seventeen Days) - Live for Today
Black Sabbath (Paranoid) - Hand of Doom
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Essentials to surviving the study room:
1) Skittles! (my new found drug of choice)
2) Water (too keep hydrated in the kickass deep freeze, drink too much and you'd keep going to the loo, great excuse to get up to take a walk outside!)
3) Redbull - "Red Bull gives you wings!" enuff said
4) Moisturiser (the aircon is dammmmn cold...moisturise moisturise!)
5) The Refresher (somekind of medicated oil which is supposed to make you feel refreshed)
6) Tissue paper (for use when the air con results in a runny nose, or when the toilet paper in the ladies runs out too fast esp during the weekends)
7) Laptop - window to civilisation outside this hell-hole....
also tool to play www.yunshan.youaremighty.com
(morale boosting, ego buttering site to be played as and when necessary esp when hell-hole gets too intolerable or upon return from a 'crash and burn' paper) [site sent by Jieling]
Many revelations have come out this weekend on facebook about the identity of the people who have leaked court documents and videos from the Belfast City Council and conducted a sustained smear attack on Lennox's family for over a year . Since serious charges will probably follow I will not reveal more but it is to be hoped that the relevant authorities will release Lennox immediately in light of these incidents.
On Victoria's site
Valuable insight into the Lennox case from Jim Crosby, retired Police Lieutenant and Canine Dog Bite Investigator:
Over the last few months I have watched the case of Lennox, a dog seized for having the “wrong” looks, as it has unfolded in Belfast, Ireland. Lennox was seized, not for behavior, but because he has a particular physical structure. He looks like what Ireland terms a ‘restricted breed’. He is neutered, has obedience training, is properly vaccinated and was legally licensed-yet he was summarily seized and has been condemned to die. As I have watched Lennox’s case, and his impending death sentence, several things have sparked my attention. Not only does the issue of destroying this animal solely based on his looks appall me, but I am particularly concerned by the "evaluations" of Lennox that the Council and Court are depending on to make a determination of his level of threat to society.
To begin, Lennox has been held for over a year in a shelter facility. He has been deprived of his normal social contacts-his family, has had limited exercise and interaction outside his kennel, and has even been medicated with amitriptyline.
Two dog behaviorists have evaluated the dog to date. I understand both have weighed in that Lennox is not a dangerous dog. The videos and evaluations have shown Lennox to have substantial control of his behavior, that he is a sociable and pleasant animal despite his long isolation and confinement away from his home, and that he showed clear restraint when one evaluator pushed him into a trapped area in a threatening manner. At that crisis point Lennox did the only thing that makes sense to a dog; he lunged, with no contact, in order to communicate clearly that he was frightened and felt threatened when he had no where else to retreat. He did the equivalent to a human raising their voice when other means of communication fail.
This speaks volumes for this individual dog. Despite everything that has happened to him he still shows restraint in his behavior and a desire for human social contact. He still displays clear bite inhibition. He still responds appropriately to social cues. This is also despite the conduct of these evaluations in a restricted shelter environment.
The third evaluation was conducted by a police dog handler. As a retired police Lieutenant I have known a number of canine handlers-and the trainers that prepare the dogs before police get them. I have participated in the testing and evaluation of police dogs before their training. And I can say this-police canine handlers and trainers are special, valued and talented persons-but they are not behaviorists.
A police dog is a special animal. Only about ten percent of the candidates are chosen. They need terrific drive, huge levels of trainability, and a great desire to work in tandem with a human handler. They must be brave enough to go in where no person or animal reasonably should, yet must be able to instantly disengage when ordered to, despite inertia and provocation. They must not be aggressive, as anger would interfere with the ability to disengage at need. They must also be able to use nearly human levels of discrimination to understand when they must self-deploy to protect their handler, yet must recognize the difference between a violent suspect and the approach of an innocent child. We ask so much of them-and they give it all willingly, sometimes to the death.
Police dog handlers and trainers must be highly skilled to get this level or performance. But that skill is limited to the task at hand. Police handlers do not address behavior problems of other animals-they are focused on the training, maintenance and development of their special charges. These handlers conduct obedience work with their dogs as part of the control mechanism, but do not diagnose or treat problems that range from house training to nuisance barking. They do not treat, or particularly evaluate, aggression issues. If a dog exhibits aggression in training it is eliminated as unsuitable. An aggressive or "mean" dog is a risk to the Department, the handler, and the public.
Even Animal Control Officers may be deficient when evaluating what is a "dangerous" dog. They encounter animals that are often not at their best, often threatened or injured, and frankly do not get the behavioral training necessary to make the decision between treatment of repairable behavior and that which is clearly dangerous. They can say whether a dog's behavior, in a specific incident, meets the legal definition of "dangerous" in their jurisdiction, but often fall far short of being able to diagnose whether this was truly dangerous aggression or was a storm brought about by a collection of predictable, reasonable animal behavior and human failing. In the case of Lennox the dog warden's job was in some ways too easy; did Lennox look like one of the "usual suspects"? He did, so the case was closed, even though Lennox never had a chance to speak.
Assessing dog aggression, and evaluating whether a dog is "dangerous", even when presented with clear criteria (which do not exist in this case) is a job best left to those familiar with more than just whether a dog is physically able to bite. Any dog can bite-they have teeth. A competent evaluator must understand the psychological issues behind the multiple behaviors we lump together as aggression. Is the dog territorial? Is the dog a resource guarder? Is the dog fearful? Can the dog adapt to novel and potentially scary situation while maintaining an acceptable level of composure? Is the dog responsive to human signals, and is the dog able to signal its own intentions clearly? Does the dog have the inter-species social skills needed to peacefully coexist in a multi-species social environment? Those are the questions that need to be asked before determining if a dog's behavior is "dangerous".
Having a police dog handler evaluate Lennox for his suitability as a patrol or detection dog would be appropriate; it would be having a skilled technician and trainer choosing whether Lennox would make the cut as a working dog. We would not ask the police trainer to evaluated Fire Department equipment, even though he might like the red suspenders. To have the police handler evaluating Lennox as a behaviorist is a disservice to the dog-and the handler.
And the worst part of this? The case is no longer about Lennox. It is about rules, it is about discrimination, and finally about egos. Problem is, the bruised egos will heal-but when Lennox is dead, he is dead.
Mental Constructs: the cornerstone of self-improvement
Think about what moved you to self-improvement in the first place.
I guess that it probably was some frustration or some obstacle on the pursuit of an objective, which made you stop, step back, and think that maybe it was your own behavior or attitude which needed to change, rather than external circumstances.
Hopefully you solved your problem.
Nonetheless, the assumption you made — that you could change your own point of view and beliefs — would have not been possible for normal people before some centuries ago.
Before the birth of Kantian philosophy and then psychology, people could not even imagine that they had an inner life, that their psychology was separate from external reality, and that the former was viable to errors, and to be even doubted and changed. Your banal assumption is then the product of centuries of philosophical speculation by the finest minds humans have ever known.
What’s truly interesting about that idea though, is that its explicit content — that we can change our way of seeing things — is at once the application of such content to yourself. By thinking that maybe your way of seeing things can be modified, you are indeed already influencing your though patterns. You are moving your focus on different elements, from external elements, to your own thought process.
The consequences are real: your actions might change, your empathy towards others might too — maybe you’ll stop thinking you are right, and you might start thinking that your opinion is one among many. You might experiment with new ways to deal with people, or do things.
There nowadays exist entire professions devoted to studying and influencing our perceptions of things: psychologists, psychiatrists, marketers, politicians, philosophers, journalists. The common thread is the basic, uninteresting idea that our ideas, feelings and reality might not coincide. That we might be wrong.
Welcome to mental constructs.
The anatomy of Mental constructs
The example above is the father of mental constructs, while being a mental construct itself.
Mental constructs are simply the set of ideas and beliefs that we hold. While this seems easy on the surface, truth is that most mental constructs are so deeply ingrained in us, and backed up by so many experiences and emotional baggage, that we fail to see them as opinion, not facts.
Furthermore, I like referencing to them as constructs, rather than only beliefs, because they they indeed possess entire scaffolds to back them up, and we mostly experience them as entire world views, rather than individual ideas. This makes it even harder to separate them from facts.
Mental constructs literally form the structure of our world. This is because they orient our attention, and therefore actions in the World. They give meaning to our experiences. They are meaning itself. Experience without it would be raw data, as much as a foreign language is just mere sound before you know not only its words, but its rules as well.
The very idea of “World” is a mental construct.
We can’t ever really escape mental constructs, nor should we. The very beliefs which might not be fully accurate are the same ones that allow us to feel emotions and give richness to experiences.
The power of Mental Constructs
Mental constructs are power itself, as philosopher Michel Foucault held. They are since power itself is the desire to influence the world, and we define what is the world, and how to influence it, by mental constructs.
Mental constructs form the invisible net through which you live your life, the maze which you try to navigate and which determines which choices you’re allowed to take, and which ones seem inaccessible to you.
Your emotions are products of them, since emotions are our reaction to our perception of events. Between events and feeling stand the transparent world of ideas and beliefs, which determine if we feel sadness or joy, anger or calm.
We like to think that events are reality: we do since events are tangible, and therefore more readily available. Thoughts are not. We also do since most of our mental constructs are strongly backed up by hard emotions, since they constitute our most fundamental mean of power and security in life.
Mental constructs are the fabric of our worlds, and this is not going to change.
What can we do about it?
Some practical tips to use mental models
1)Discerning emotions, thoughts and facts
The basic tip is one from Cognitive Behavioral Therapy.
When living an experience, learn to discern between emotions and thought, and thought and facts.
You do this by questioning “is this an emotion, a thought, or a fact?”. Everyone gets this wrong from time to time. “I feel you are right” is actually an opinion, and should say “I think you are right, therefore I feel secure”.
The above tool is useful, and is taught in CBT sessions to patients, because emotions, thoughts and facts need to be dealt with differently.
Emotions need to be accepted as they are and experienced. They cannot be directly changed.
Facts must be accepted, but can be influenced with action.
Opinions can be seen, accepted but also questioned. “How much is this opinion realistic, and useful?”. This is the question to apply to opinions, after you’ve spotted it out.
Problems start when:
you treat emotions as facts, so you try to force them to change, you deny them, or you apply judgement (so called secondary beliefs) to them, thus making the feeling usually worse
you treat thoughts as facts or emotions, therefore forgetting that they can be questioned in their usefulness
It’s usually hard to treat emotions as thoughts since emotions are more direct and hardly get mistaken for something colder like a thought.
It is usually helpful to start from emotions, as they are directly noticeable due to their physical quality, then discern the event or fact associated to it, and last individuate the thought which stands in the middle. Thoughts are more elusive and usually taken for granted, so they are harder to pinpoint at first.
2)Finding alternatives to thoughts
Try it now. Pick a thought you had recently, maybe about an argument you had. Try for a moment to imagine an alternative explanation to it. Maybe you thought “they’ve been really rude to me”. Try to think “they behaved rudely, but maybe I need to understand their reasons”. Now check your emotions. Do you feel a difference? At first you felt resentful, annoyed. Now you feel calmer.
This brief experiment is simply to show you how experimenting with different perspectives can truly shift our feelings about a situation, and it also show how two different opinions are not more or less real, as they both feel true when you hold them.
It is not “lying to ourselves” as we do this all the times, albeit unknowingly.
The knowledge of mental models hopefully give you the tool to be more in control of your inner state in a conscious way.
A core idea is that of experimenting with new perspective after you’ve spotted an opinion. This is since we all hold our opinions very dearly and trying to force them to change can actually work against us, causing negative emotions and self-judgement to take place.
3)Accept your emotions, be compassionate of your mental constructs
Emotions are experientially closer to facts than opinions, because they are experienced in the body. Emotions cannot really be influenced directly (without the use of substances) but can be influenced modifying opinions and facts (although the latter are always filtered by mental constructs).
We often feel bad for some emotions we experience, or some thoughts we entertain. You might feel shame, or guilt. These are usually the consequence of secondary thoughts which we formulate about our own emotions.
Fact is, our mental construct were mostly there before we even noticed them. We are not to be held responsible for their creation (nor are our parents). Most importantly, we can put them in perspective and even experiment with alternative ones.
We can react to our own mental constructs, and work on building more useful ones.
An useful mental construct is to see them as something we were endowed with during our growth, but which are passible of change, and improvement.
4)In every situation, know a mental construct is in action
We often get stuck in life and feel there is no way out of situation when we forget that we are employing a mental construct to interpret it.
We see reality and our emotions so tied that we deduce they must be one.
The knowledge of mental constructs lets you now that the key to your wellbeing is really inside of you, not in some deep way but simply in your possibility to choose the mental construct which you live by.
Often facts need to change to make us finally well-off, but cannot influence facts until we come to see them as passible of being acted upon, and that comes through a change of mental construct.
Change comes after we decide we can change, or something makes us realize that we can do it.
The way you see and approach a situation determines the elements you’ll pay attention to, and the action you will take.
By knowing this and reminding yourself of it, you will hopefully feel more empowered and less victim to circumstances.
To conclude
Mental constructs are at work continuously in our lived. There is no escape from them.
While this might seem a prison, and we might never come to see reality as it is, it actually is the source of great power. The power to, literally, choose the form of the world we live in.
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This past summer was our very first celebration of a Porto/Gaia Tradition- kinda like , well nothing else in The States really.
There’s Fireworks; launched from Bridges and from floating launch sites, anchored to the bed of The Douro River.
There’s flaming Flame-Driven-Balloons, by the 100’s if not thousands filling the skies, landing often on Trees, Rooftops and “wher-ever”.
Then, there’s the Plastic-Squeaky-Hammer-Hitting.
Oh- and drinking. Lots of drinking. But, if you are a dog owner, it’s a night to medicate them with some Doggy Xanax, or CBD, because it frightens the hell outta the little fella.
Taken in Ann Arbor at the University of Michigan on a mild late Winter's day - Tuesday February 25th, 2020. I did notice two squirrels between Social Work and Martha Cook who seem to have Conjunctivitis or similar eye malady. I am giving one of them a medicated pecan that will hopefully give them a boost to knock out the parasites. Unfortunately, it will not cure their eye issues - but I will watch them. I was able to get a medicated pecan for the one who was worse off. Fingers crossed!
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