The Void - Images of Emptiness
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Makes no difference who you are ... "
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“I wish I could close my eyes and be blown into dust and nothingness, feel all my thoughts disperse like dandelion fluff drifting off on the wind.”
Quote ― Lauren Oliver, Delirium
Mushroom-art created by playing with PS ;-))
Happy Sliders Sunday!!!
Taken yesterday, in the freezing fog.
The path to our destination is not always a straight one. We go down the wrong road, we get lost, we turn back. Maybe it doesn't matter which road we embark on. Maybe what matters is that we embark.
--Barbara Hall, Northern Exposure
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Take out from chest the emotion
The lucid truth, the feelings!
- And be, after coming from the heart,
A handful ash gray sparse in the wind! ...
Dream of a verse from highest thought
And like a pure rhythm of prayer!
- And be, after coming from the heart,
The dust, nothingness, the dream of a moment ...
Are so hollow, rude, my verses:
Lost rhymes, stray gales,
With that I delude others, with which I lie!...
I wish I could find the pure verse,
The proud and strong, strange and hard verse,
Who could say, crying, this I feel!!....
my own translation from "Tortura" - Florbela Espanca
*many thanks to my dear friend Tre Meldazis, that allowed me to work in this peaceful and gorgeous SIM to take the pic :)
" When this began,
I had nothing to say
And I'd get lost in the nothingness inside of me
(I was confused)
And I let it all out to find that I'm not the only person with these things in mind (inside of me)
But all the vacancy the words revealed
Is the only real thing that I got left to feel (nothing to lose)
Just stuck, hollow and alone
And the fault is my own,
And the fault is my own
I want to heal, I want to feel,
What I thought was never real
I want to let go of the pain I felt so long (erase all the pain 'til it's gone)
I want to heal, I want to feel
Like I'm close to something real
I want to find something I've wanted all along
Somewhere I belong "
- LINKIN PARK -
I bring my body to rest
letting it drift,
allowing myself to watch the collage of words
the noise
the voices , foreign and brash,
drown & fade,
all that does not belong
to this minute,
this moment,
where I find myself ,
just another supple reed .
I lose my name,
while I dissolve in the warm cradle ,
a gentle nothingness .
T.P.H
Broek in Waterland - Keerngouw
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Amsterdam - Wijde Heisteeg
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End - Amoeba - Listen
Flux Sur Mer - Visit
Who are we?
We find that we live
On an insignificant planet
Of a humdrum
Star lost in a galaxy
Tucked away in
Some forgotten corner
Of a universe in which
There are far more galaxies
Than people.
“Emptiness which is conceptually liable to be mistaken for sheer nothingness is in fact the reservoir of infinite possibilities.”
Quote ― D.T. Suzuki
Wishing you all a very happy weekend!!!
Location: 'Water Mirror Garden' of the D.T. Suzuki Museum (鈴木大拙館, Suzuki Daisetsu Kan), Kanazawa, Japan.
Gatto che giochi per via
come se fosse il tuo letto,
invidio la sorte che è tua,
ché neppur sorte si chiama.
Buon servo di leggi fatali
che reggono i sassi e le genti,
hai istinti generali,
senti solo quel che senti;
sei felice perché sei come sei,
il tuo nulla è tutto tuo.
Io mi vedo e non mi ho,
mi conosco, e non sono io.
Gatto che giochi per via – Fernando Pessoa
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Cat playing on the street
as if it were your bed,
I envy the fate that is yours,
because not even fate is called.
Good servant of fatal laws
who hold stones and peoples,
you have general instincts,
you only feel what you feel;
you are happy because you are as you are,
your nothingness is all yours.
I see myself and I don't have myself,
I know myself, and it's not me.
Cat playing on the street - Fernando Pessoa
(english follow)
CHEZ SOI
«L’impression de néant du brouillard nous révèle pourtant le mystère en toutes choses.» (John Burnside)
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Une mer de brouillard* recouvrit l’immense vallée en quelques minutes, dans un silence étrange…
Un silence assourdissant qui amplifiait les cris incessants d’un vol de bernaches en migration, passant par là, au petit matin.
Un brouillard imprévisible, venu de nulle part, froid, impérieux et souverain.
Il m’a semblé qu’il y avait plus à dire et à ressentir de cette scène que ce que la raison et la science peuvent nous dire sur les molécules d’eau qui glissaient rapidement devant moi…
En fait, je me sentais à ma place, chez moi, admiratif face à la beauté mystérieuse de cette nature souveraine.
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* Brouillard d’inversion (inversion fog)
Patrice photographiste, Chroniques du Monde de Poësia
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AT HOME
«The seeming nothingness of fog speaks to the mystery in all things. » (John Burnside)
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A sea of fog* covered the immense valley in a few minutes, in a strange silence...
A deafening silence that amplified the incessant cries of a flight of migrating Canada geese, passing by, in the early morning.
An unpredictable fog, coming from nowhere, cold, imperious and sovereign.
It seemed to me that there was much more to say and feel about this scene than what the reason and science can tell us about the water molecules gliding rapidly ahead of me…
In fact, I felt in my place, at home, admiring the mysterious beauty of this sovereign nature.
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*Inversion fog
Patrice photographer, Chronicles of the Lands of Poësia
This picture was featured in the recent IMAGO Art Gallery Exhibit
Better Be Home Soon
Better Be Home Soon-Crowded House
Somewhere deep inside
Something's got a hold on you
And it's pushing me aside
See it stretch on forever
And I know I'm right
For the first time in my life
That's why I tell you
You'd better be home soon
Stripping back the coats
Of lies and deception
Back to nothingness
Like a week in the desert
And I know I'm right
For the first time in my life
That's why I tell you
You'd better be home soon
Songwriters: Neil Finn
Picture Taken @ IMAGO LAND
The land speaks it says the first people I am fascinated by the desolate land with always a beautiful sky of clouds . The drive on five California has many miles of nothingness yet I see it as having energy and quite beautiful.. seldom is signs of anyone living there. Obviously, it doesn’t take much to entertain me as I click away admiring the beauty from my seat as a passenger. It is a curious site to see if there is still land undisturbed..
(english follow)
Dans le torrent du Temps
(Note : Ce texte est une allégorie inspirée d’une théorie scientifique très actuelle, résumée dans le lien ci-dessous)
La Vie semblait monter à l’assaut du Grand Néant
Cette montagne morte qui trônait au centre de Terra Nova, un haut-plateau de Poësia…
Des milliers d’arbres et de plantes cherchant à coloniser le moindre replis de cet espace de non-vie, comme autant de combattants sur un champ de bataille.
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Cette vision conquérante de la vie telle que nous la connaissons est typiquement humaine. Elle se nourrit à la fois de la culture populaire (science-fiction) et de la Science, elle-même, légitimement curieuse de trouver des signes de vie au-delà de la Terre (ETI). Nous voulons y croire! Mais, pour l’instant…
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Là-bas, le Grand Néant résistait à l’expansion de la végétation, son environnement hostile étant impropre à la vie telle que nous la connaissons… sauf, peut-être, dans ses expressions les plus simples, de l’ordre de la molécule…
Debout sur le promontoire qui me permettait d’observer les forces en présence, les questions se bousculaient dans ma tête: Le Néant serait-il l’état dominant de l’Univers? La vie organique - qui plus est, ses formes intelligentes - serait-elle une situation exceptionnelle, un événement hautement improbable sur la lente trajectoire de l’évolution? Et la question essentielle dont je redoutais la réponse: Serions-nous seul dans l’Univers?
Si cette hypothèse devait faire son chemin dans le torrent du temps , une réalité pressante, existentielle s’imposerait alors à tous les enfants de Darwin: la vie sur Terre, sous toutes ses formes, est un héritage extrêmement précieux et nous avons, en tant qu’espèce intelligente, l’immense responsabilité de la préserver.
Patrice photographiste, Chroniques de Poësia
Voir : www.americanscientist.org/article/alone-in-the-universe
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Through the Ages
(Note: This text is an allegory inspired by a very current scientific theory, summarized in the link below)
Life seemed to rise to the assault of the Great Nothing,
This dead mountain which reigned in the center of Terra Nova, a high plateau of Poësia ...
Thousands of trees and plants seeking to colonize every fold of this non-living space like so many fighters on a battlefield.
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This conquering view of life as we know it is uniquely human. It feeds on both popular culture (science fiction) and Science itself, legitimately curious about finding signs of life beyond Earth (ETI). We want to believe it! But for now…
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There, the Great Nothing resisted the expansion of vegetation, its hostile environment being unfit for life as we know it ... except, perhaps, in its simplest expressions, of the order of the molecule …
Standing on the promontory that allowed me to observe the present forces, the questions rush in my head: Would Nothingness be the dominant state of the Universe? Could organic life - moreover, its intelligent forms - be an exceptional situation, a highly improbable event on the slow trajectory of evolution? And the essential question I dreaded the answer to: Are we alone in the Universe?
If this hypothesis were to find its way through time, a pressing, existential reality would then impose itself on all of Darwin's children: life on Earth, in all its forms, is an extremely precious heritage we have, and us, the intelligent species, have the immense responsibility to preserve it.
Patrice photographiste, Chronicles of Poësia
see : www.americanscientist.org/article/alone-in-the-universe
i keep getting visions of myself floating in a void of nothingness where there's only one bright light so beautiful it makes me lose everything i feel and that moment is the most calm i ever felt. I tried to repaint it in a canvas which looks somewhat like this.
taken @ sunnys
pose used freefall
“There is always something sad about the trams, may be because they are like our lives: They appear from nothingness and disappear in the horizon of the crowds.”
― Mehmet Murat ildan
who (be quiet) are you?
we came whirling
out of nothingness
scattering stars
like dust
the stars made a circle
and in the middle
we dance
Rumi
for the rest of this rumi poem...
noornalini.tumblr.com/post/1440488863/we-came-whirling-ou...
and for those inclined
www.youtube.com/watch?v=WZVNwJamRd0 :-)
A favourite tree... I've photographed her many many times the last four autumns. Each year I've loaded an image of her.. except last year, when I couldn't choose one.. and they remain dancing in the hard drives ;-)
Here's to dancing where we stand...
in love, in grief, in depression, in joy, in peace...
forgive me for deleting group comment codes...
they're not my thing.. tho I do appreciate the visit!
The evening before yesterday's post of flat grey skies...guess the sky used up all its colour here and had to recharge after this 🤔 and that's why the following day was a bright white nothingness
Amsterdam - Herengracht
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There is a state where there is neither earth, nor water, nor heat, nor air; neither infinity of space nor infinity of consciousness, nor nothingness, nor perception nor non-perception; neither this world nor that world, neither sun nor moon. It is the uncreate. That I term neither coming nor going nor standing; neither death nor birth. It is without stability, without change; it is the eternal which never originates and never passes away. There is the end of sorrow. ~ THE BUDDHA
Amsterdam - Albert Cuypstraat
Going out with ~Ingeborg~
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Amsterdam - Oude Waal
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Joy is a marvelous increasing of what exists, a pure addition out of nothingness.
~ Rainer Maria Rilke
Liège - Boulevard de la Sauvenière
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“A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.”
John Keats
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– «Entre le chagrin et le néant, je choisis le chagrin», et toi tu choisirais quoi ?
– Le chagrin c’est idiot, je choisis le néant. C’est pas mieux, mais le chagrin c’est un compromis. Il faut tout ou rien.
"A bout de souffle", Jean-Luc Godard
Jean-Paul Belmondo /Jean Seberg
danieleangelomartino.org/2013/11/06/montre-tes-doigts-de-...
It is said that none of our thoughts are our own entirely, guardians and the higher self are the kindling of ourselves if we ever care to listen. Somewhat perplexed by the expression, "like a bolt from the blue" I've wondered, well what's in the blue that fired the bolt?! If every idea can be an actuality where did the original idea come from? If the mind is not physical and all things atomically created from mostly nothingness.
For many years since my awakening, I have often felt the necessity to expand beyond my physical self, this depleted 2 strand, flesh and bone prison we call being human, in this 5 sense realm of a simulated Earth, which doesn't exist when not looking at it, look up the double slit experiment!
So hence the title, but for now, stuck here!
I hope everyone's weekend went well, new week ahead and so as always, thank you! :)