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Tabgha is the name of a site on the northwestern shore of the Sea of Galilee where Jesus appeared after his resurrection (John 21), and where he multiplied loaves and fishes to feed the crowds gathered to hear him teach.
The name, Tabgha, has its roots in the Greek term for “seven springs" (see it on a map here). The place used to be the site of a Palestinian village and was important from ancient times because of its fresh water; trees that grew near the springs gave shade. It is not hard to imagine why Jesus might have gathered followers here to teach them for a day.
The present church preserves within some of its walls remains of a church that stood here in the late 300s. When that earlier church was excavated in 1936, archeologists discovered a mosaic around a block of naked limestone. The mosaic depicted two fish and a basket of loaves. Ancient accounts identify the block of limestone as the place where Jesus broke and blessed the bread that was multiplied and shared with the crowds. The new, modern church preserves this rock below its altar (pictured above).
It is difficult to tell if this was actually the exact place where Jesus multiplied the loaves, but it is clear that at least since 425, Christians have thought so.
The modern church replicates the style of the Byzantine church that would have been built after St. Helen’s visit to the Holy Land, even using some of the same stones from the original church. The only imagery in the church is found in two icons stationed near the sanctuary—one of Mary and one of Jesus.
The story of the multiplication of the loaves is the only miracle (aside from Jesus’ resurrection) that is recorded in all four Gospels. The story has captured the imagination of the Christian community because it reveals a deep truth about our lives of faith: God feeds us abundantly
Olympus mju 9010 - f/3.9 - 1/250sec - 7mm - ISO 64
Multiplication… that’s the name of the game!
And each generation… they play the same!
song by Bobby Darin - Multiplication (1961)
Plume stopped for a moment to survey the scene ahead. He was tired and it was bleak.
He put his head down and carried on ✖️
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Agonizing Saint.
Multiplication expressive potentialité substances composées compréhensions impossibles idées ennemies,
Unterschiede Mißverständnisse getrennt Existenz subsistent Intelligenz beeinflussen Natur Ursachen,
Nekonečné formy otáčení síly záležitosti neznámé odloučené filozofy vydávající svátosti víry,
عقيدة أسئلة الكمال وراء التخصصات العلوم الأخلاقية العملية تناسب الإجابات العكسية,
Ενστάλαξαν αρχές που έλαβαν πίστη αποδεικνύοντας ότι είχαν αποκτήσει καταλαβαίνοντας τις αισθήσεις που έμαθαν τα θεολογικά θέματα,
ag smaoineamh réaltacht idirdhealú eolaíochtaí scéalta stairiúla cúiseanna argumentative eitic litriúil neamhspleách,
spiritus sanctorum divinum creaturae proposita dolores spirituales substantial potentia res electionem selectivam,,
Distinções individuadas alma racional multiplicação perguntas imperfeição necessária iluminação certo tempo,
説明要素分けられた位置プライム実質的な堕落手を助けてくれる歌の天使.
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A gritty old house on a cold and lonely afternoon. Wandering around in this environment I was struck by the utterly joyless atmosphere. Love that multiplying effect where the whole is greater (or maybe in this case worse) than the sum of the parts. Like a movie set where extra care is taken to ensure that all aspects are harmonious. In this case, even the weather cooperated. It was windy and extremely cold. Uncomfortable but somehow even that felt right. There was nothing comfortable about this place so it seemed fitting that even I should be uncomfortable. Better to channel this dark energy. Trees and vegetation sometimes help soften the look of abandoned structures. Sort of a mitigation of the emptiness. But not here. There was a weird feeling of malevolence in the enormous tree. It seemed to cast a baleful presence over the house. It literally loomed over me as I stood on the downhill slope. The greater part of the tree rises out of my frame and can only be imagined. It was such a dominant feature that I felt the photo could have worked just as well without the house. But again, that wonderful multiplying factor, the perfect photographic storm.
A quin-selfie that some might find to be repetitiously redundant--sort of like deja vu all over again.
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Church of the Multiplication is a church in Tabgha (ancient Heptapegon) on the shore of the Sea of Galilee.
The earliest building at Tabgha was a small chapel built in the 4th century A.D. (around 350).
The mosaic of the fish and loaves is laid next to a large rock, which has caused some New Testament scholars to speculate that the builders of the original church believed that Jesus stood on this rock when he blessed the fish and loaves just before the feeding of the crowd who had come to hear him.
Rabbit " Lepus curpaeums"
It's multiplication, first there was one wild bunny in the garden, then there was three, one bunny got run over on the road, but now there are five bunnies, I think they are all from the same litter, as they are all roughly the same size.
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Olympus mju 9010 - f/3.9 - 1/250sec - 7mm - ISO 64
Multiplication… that’s the name of the game!
And each generation… they play the same!
song by Bobby Darin - Multiplication (1961)
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Still life experiment with two blue-green glass vases casting multiple shadows as several layers of reflected light create intersecting lines of light and shadow across the tabletop.
Not completely satisfied with where the depth of field fell in this, but looking forward to exploring this idea further when the sun starts bouncing around in my studio again.
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This is not a railway.
It is a theology of movement.
The tracks do not lead anywhere.
They enforce arrival.
Every line is a command.
Every junction a simulated choice.
Steel repeats itself
until decision collapses into velocity.
The landscape has already surrendered.
The earth agreed to be split,
to host direction without meaning.
Look closely:
the rails multiply not to offer escape,
but to abolish hesitation.
There is no wrong track here.
Only compliance at different speeds.
The mirrored fractures embedded in the ground
are not reflections; they are unauthorized exits
folded back into the system.
Reality tried to open
and was immediately reintegrated.
Smoke rises like a residual error,
a breath escaping the calculation
before being corrected.
The bridge above counts the passage
without witnessing it.
No train is present
because the train is irrelevant.
The protocol does not require a vehicle.
It requires obedience to trajectory.
Time accelerates
not toward the future
but away from interruption.
This image is a diagram of inevitability.
A map where all paths agree
to erase the walker.
Choice was once possible here.
It has been optimized out.
When something finally moves through this place,
it will not know
that deviation ever existed.