The silent mystery that tastes like nothingness because it is infinity.

-KARL RAHNER

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Hippie Sabotage - "Your Soul"

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This photograph is about the theme 'nothing',

the absence of everything what a picture usually is.

At all levels (object - nonexistence of an object), sharpness - blur, light - shadow, format - framing, composition, etc.)

an attempt was made to use 'something'

to create the feeling of 'nothing'.

I think I remember checking in.

Her skinny arm stretches out to me, pale and blue-skinned with fragile veins, pointing straight at me. In her hand, palm facing up, is a beautiful assortment of pills - all shapes and sizes, colorful like candy.

Candy? hmmm....

My blurry eyes try to focus on her name tag. I THINK it reads "Candy." Fumbling, I reach out and grab a few and swallow them dry. She smiles...a slow, sinister smile, but in a wretched way, approvingly.

"Come this way," she guides me behind the front desk. "I assure you, you'll feel much better once they take effect." Her jagged, red fingernails scratch the skin on my arm as she grips me tightly, half-dragging me down the corridor. I have no idea where she's taking me, and I don't care.

Moments later, they take effect, and I sigh dreamily.....slipping off into nothingness.

Ahh........I like candy.

Taxi: Rosewood Hills

And then we were back to start

All the good hopes we had for a change in life

All the wishes we had that vanished into nothingness and stress

All the good stuff can't just disappear, we want them for a reason, so why not try to make a change this year

And if you by the way think, in the middle of the year, that you would make a change in your life, well then do it.

Postponing it is just another way of saying to yourself that you won't do it...

Aren't we lucky that get new blank sheets every January 1st (which happens to be my birthday!), change is good for you - we need to be in the flow!

Let's make the most of it this year - I wish you all a

Happy New Year!

Amsterdam - Albert Cuypstraat

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I know some will see nothing atractive in this shot, me contrary, I find it great place on the photo or in the real and in any season, but in the winter is so extremely beautiful at this big lake. This is the place where I stop to rest, sit at the edge, listen to the silence and let go my thoughts in to the endless blue. Honestly when I'm here all questions are answered.

Love is to be distilled to the point of being only Holy Spirit. It is distilled by passing it through Jesus Forsaken. Jesus Forsaken is nothingness, is the point and through the point ( = Love reduced to the extreme, having given everything) passes only Simplicity that is God: Love. Only Love penetrates.

-Chiara Lubich

“I can taste the salt on the wind; hear the sound of the lapping of the waves; sense the ancient wisdom; feel my senses reeling as I let go and fall into nothingness and when I reach the bottom is when I awake and begin the slow ascent to where the light overlaps the edges of my existence.” - AP

“Beyond the edge of the world there’s a space where emptiness and substance neatly overlap, where past and future form a continuous, endless loop. And, hovering about, there are signs no one has ever read, chords no one has ever heard.”

― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=VHLN6K640gQ

I CAN TASTE IT – JAKE BUGG

Letting go is so hard to do

but necessary for our spiritual growth

Spring cleaning the corners of our minds

clearing away the undergrowth

letting light in so it shines

and breathes new life into our lives

letting go the love that binds

that suffocates you; cuts you with knives

sometimes we think that we can help

but it isn't always so

sometime it's someone else' mission

to help another person grow

the trouble with me is I never know

when to stay and when to go

that's when my guardian angel steps in

makes the decision for me; softens the blow

if the moon can move a mountain

then I am happy as can be

to let that happen so she's comforted

as I find solace by the sea

walking along my beach today

I cosset my heart instead of giving it away

today I regain the strength I need

to improve my well-being and succeed

to live a life so simple and free

to walk in nature in perfect harmony

and if someone throws sticks and stones

calls me names; tries to break my bones

I forgive them; I empathise

for they are in torment; my love never dies

but this is life my sisters and brothers

we are hear to learn and teach each other

some lessons are harsh and some are enlightening

some seem unbelievable and some seem frightening

but take heart; be brave; don't flinch away

the truth will emerge to be sure one day

and like a beautiful butterfly from it's cocoon

your path will be clear and very soon

you will find all obstacles fall away

Spring will be here to release your feet of clay.

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A light exists in spring

Not present on the year

At any other period.

When March is scarcely here

A color stands abroad

On solitary hills

That science cannot overtake,

But human nature feels.

It waits upon the lawn;

It shows the furthest tree

Upon the furthest slope we know;

It almost speaks to me.

Then, as horizons step,

Or noons report away,

Without the formula of sound,

It passes, and we stay:

A quality of loss

Affecting our content,

As trade had suddenly encroached

Upon a sacrament.

Emily Dickinson

Die Ernte ist beendet, Nebel hängt über den Feldern. Alles verliert sich im Nichts.

The harvest is over, fog hangs over the fields. Everything dissolves into nothingness.

Just before 6am , just before the sun claimed over the hilltops. Lonely sailboat slowly cruised west with no wind and no chance to outrun the sun.

Very little changes to this image , natural light and haze ...

.... no Haven and no Earth just ... nothingness

Please ..please - View On Black

See where this picture was taken White Rock pier loking west [?]

Pink Floyd - Wish you were here ( album that changed a lot for me - long time ago ) ca.youtube.com/watch?v=IXdNnw99-Ic

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What a morning! Fog, fog and more fog!

Was für ein toller Morgen heute an der Ruhr.. es war super nebelig und niemand war dort.. war schon um kurz nach 6 dort und konnte die Atmosphäre auf mich wirken lassen. Kurz vor Sonnenaufgang schwomm dieser Schwan schön durchs Bild.. eigentlich habe ich ja gehofft, dass der Nebel etwas weniger wird.. aber leider wurde er nur noch mehr und die Sonne kam nicht durch die Wolkendecke.. aber immerhin hab ich ein neues Minimalismus Bild :)

P.s. das ist die selbe Stelle, wie auf meinem letzten Bild..

The wonderful, vast nothingness of the Canadian River Canyon. Dusty haze courtesy of the violent wind storms of the previous day. I loved how the setting sunlight was illuminating the dust and creating those hazy layers.

Harding County, New Mexico, USA

Camera: Fujifilm X-T5

Lens: Tamron 18-300 mm

Settings: ISO 800, f/10, 1/450s, 300 mm, EV -1

Well like a descendant, I drifted far, far and wide

Isolation, separation, no where to hide

Maybe there's somewhere I can go

Where there's sunshine and the wind won't blow

[ Living Colour - Nothingness ]

April 2017

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Alabama, Arkansas

I do love my Ma and Pa

Not the way that I do love you

Well, holy molly me oh my

You're the apple of my eye

Girl, I never loved one like you

Man, oh, man, you're my best friend

I scream it to the nothingness

There ain't nothing that I need

Well, hot and heavy pumpkin pie

Chocolate candy, Jesus Christ

Ain't nothing please me more than you

Home, let me come home

Home is wherever I'm with you

Home, let me come home

Home is wherever I'm with you

La la la la

Take me home

Mama, I'm coming home

I'll follow you into the park

Through the jungle, through the dark

Girl, I never loved one like you

Moats and boats, and waterfalls

Alleyways, and pay phone calls

I've been everywhere with you (that's true)

Laugh until we think we'll die

Barefoot on a summer night

Never could be sweeter than with you

And in the streets you run a free

Like it's only you and me

Jeez, you're something to see

Oh, home, let me come home

Home is wherever I'm with you

Oh, home, let me come home

Home is wherever I'm with you

La la la la

Take me home

Daddy, I'm coming home

‒ Jade?

‒ Alexander?

‒ Do you remember that day you fell outta my window?

‒ I sure do - you came jumping out after me.

‒ Well, you fell on the concrete, nearly broke your ass, and you were bleeding all over the place, and I rushed you out to the hospital, you remember that?

‒ Yes, I do.

‒ Well, there's something I never told you about that night.

‒ What didn't you tell me?

‒ Well, while you were sitting in the back seat smoking a cigarette you thought was gonna be your last, I was falling deep, deeply in love with you, and I never told you 'til just now!

Oh, home, let me come home

Home is wherever I'm with you

Oh, home, let me come home

Home is where I'm alone with you

Home, let me come home

Home is wherever I'm with you

Our home, yes, I am home

Home is when I'm alone with you

Alabama, Arkansas

I do love my Ma and Pa

Moats and boats, and waterfalls

Alleyways, and payphone calls

(Oh home) Home

(Oh home) Home

Home is wherever I'm with you!

(Oh home) Home

(Oh home) Home

Home is wherever I'm with you!

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The calm water, misty conditions and a long exposure made the horizon almost disappear in this shot.

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“Dread is an expression of our insecurity in this earthly life, a realization that we are never and can never be completely “sure” in the sense of possessing a definitive and established spiritual status. It means that we cannot any longer hope in ourselves, in our wisdom, our virtues, our fidelity. We see too clearly that all that is “ours” is nothing, and can completely fail us. In other words, we no longer rely on what we “have,” what has been given by our past, what has been required. We are open to God and to his mercy in the inscrutable future and our trust is entirely in his grace, which will support our liberty in the emptiness where we will confront unforeseen decisions. Only when we have descended in dread to the center of our own nothingness, by His grace and His guidance, can we be led by Him, in His own time, to find Him in losing ourselves.”

- Thomas Merton from The Climate of Monastic Prayer

bellas lullaby. centered at night, people look into the sea of nothing

Special thanks to ToolWiz Photos for aiding in this creation. As a result camera info has been dropped.

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In these lonely nights she's glad your by her side. It was you that she could open up fully and tell her dark secrets, the deep pain, and the nothingness that consumed her soul. She knew there was no judging as her words escaped her lips. In these dark times she was glad she had a friend like you who she fully trusted.

Lisboa

It's interesting how a certain paint scheme will develop geographic associations over time. I've long associated the blue and yellow of the DME (and later ICE) with the northern Great Plains and its deep blue winter skies, so it's weird for me to see it going through the desert in southern California. Nonetheless, a few of them went west to G&W property Arizona & California, and hung around for a few years in this paint. Here, one of these units leads the westbound train to Cadiz through the vast nothingness between Earp and Rice, CA.

Thank you for watching,

kind regards,

Christophe.

In the shadow of nothingness,

I leaned on my heart and slept

We were both tired,

Like defeated tribes...

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Yokluğun kuytu gölgesinde,

Yüreğime yaslanıp uyudum

Yorgunduk ikimiz de,

Yenilmiş kavimler gibi...

Adnan Güler

a relaxing evening a the lake

Stillness, is not the absence of movement or sound. It's not about focusing on nothingness; it's about creating a physical and emotional clearing to allow ourselves to feel, think, dream and question. Learning how to be still, to really be still and let life happen – that stillness becomes a radiance.

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Picture taken @ Endless Antipodes

Sim created by the talented Sombre Nyx

Picture taken for The Grove Photo Club. This week’s theme is Black & White.

Photo club meets up every Saturday @ 11.30 am slt.

Everyone is welcome to join in, whether you have a photo or not. Come join us @ The Grove Art Center

💖 In advance I want to thank each one of you for your always kindness, support, beautiful awards, favs, and messages. Please know that I see and read them all, even if I do not reply back to them, I appreciate them all so much as well as each on of you for taking the time.

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a) Fuji X-H1 + Anello adattatore Fujifilm M Mount Adapter for X Mount + Leica Summilux M 75mm f.1,4 + Filtro Leica E60UV/IR 13414.

b) Tempo 1/30s apertura a f.5,6 + 1/3 di stop (a mano libera no flash);

c) Focale nell'ottica 75mm, reale circa 112,5mm, ISO/ASA 6400

d) Tecnica di impressione del sensore (Tecnica dell'Esposizione a Destra)

e) Lettura Esposimetrica in Media a Prevalenza Centrale con esposimetro della macchina;

f) Messa a fuoco (manuale);

g) File Raw/Raf - 93Mb convertito in Tiff;

h) Lux Ambiente indiretta due fonti di luce lampade sui luoghi, frontale bimbe 4120° kelvin (faretto led illuminazione ambiente), posteriore lampada elettronica luce calda 3200° Kelvin (lampada a boccia illuminazione ambiente);

i) Prima Post-Produzione (leggerissima, file quasi perfetto) per la correzione del bilanciamento cromatico/tonale (dopo la de saturazione) delle varie aree e zone di colore per compensare l’intensità di luce proveniente da lampade (“luci da soffitto e o sinistra del soggetto – luce media 4000K°”) con NikonCapture NX2;

l) Seconda Post-Produzione con Adobe Photoshop CS6 64Bit per il bilanciamento delle zone d’ombra (Lievissimo intervento nelle zone chiare e scure file quasi perfetto);

m) Post-Produzione di completamento con NikonCapture NX2 e CorelPhoto-Paint X7 64Bit per il completamento e la sistemazione finale facendo riferimento alle Zone "Sistema Zonale".

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Da Ascoltare leggendo le parole

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Max Richter - She Remembers

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prima del tempo

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ho tanto sofferto

li, dove nasce ogni mio gesto

ogni mio pensiero

la mia voce.

Non provo più dolore

e….son passati giorni,

infiniti anni.

Nella cupa notte

tornano le cattive ombre,

oscure tenebre mi avvolgono

gelidi si fanno i miei pensieri.

Silenziosi e angoscianti

sono i pianti,

lacrime amare

che….sanno di fiele,

dove il nulla regna

nell'immensità della vita.

Sulle orme del mio sentiero

la morte arriverà prima del tempo

e quella goccia di rugiada che

scivola fra i solchi dal mio viso,

inesorabilmente si dissolverà.

…………………………..Luigi Mirto

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before its time

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I have suffered so much

there, where every gesture of mine is born

every thought of mine

my voice.

I feel no more pain

and... days have passed,

infinite years.

In the dark night

the evil shadows return,

dark darkness envelops me

my thoughts grow cold.

Silent and anguished

are the cries,

bitter tears

that...taste of gall,

where nothingness reigns

in the immensity of life.

In the footsteps of my path,

death will come before its time

and that drop of dew that

slips between the furrows from my face

will inexorably dissolve.

…………………………..Luigi Mirto

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Tali immagini verranno raccolte in un “Manuale Artistico Tecnico Fotografico” nella quale saranno descritte le particolari tecniche di ripresa, i materiali impiegati, l’attrezzatura fotografica, i luoghi e le condizioni sceniche ambientali.

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This image is from a report in continuous evolution that I am making in the search for specific faces expressing particular feelings, scenes of environmental emphasis, expressions and deep feelings conveyed through simple look, a particular posture of the body or even from simple clothes and decorations individuals.

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“Maybe nothingness is to be without your presence,

without you moving, slicing the noon

like a blue flower, without you walking

later through the fog and the cobbles,

without the light you carry in your hand,

golden, which maybe others will not see,

which maybe no one knew was growing

like the red beginnings of a rose.

In short, without your presence: without your coming

suddenly, incitingly, to know my life,

gust of a rosebush, wheat of wind:

since then I am because you are,

since then you are, I am, we are,

and through love I will be, you will be, we will be.”

― Pablo Neruda

Longing can stir the emptiness.

As the wind stirs dead leaves from the ground,

giving them a glimpse of a rebirth as they swirl around.

Making you wonder and believe in the simple beauty of nothingness.

~LS7

Word title from: The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows by J. Koenig

Sonic Immersion

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Through the Suru valley, we had noticed a receding number of houses in each passing village. After Parkachik, civilisation had vanished. We now had the Suru river and the massive imposing Greater Himalayas for company in the vast nothingness of our surroundings.

Read more about this journey at Journey to Zanskar: India's remote valley.

New couple pose 'DM - Us' for Pose Fair 2015 - Open April 11th :)

Hair: (fd) Lopsided Lilly - Nothingness

Skin: [kooqla] Bisquit - Pure 01 (db)

Eyes: {D.A} Sinistre - Murdered Blue

Lashes: -Glam Affair- Couture Eyeliner no.01

Eye make-up: [KOOQLA] Liquid Shadows

Jacket: *Fishy Strawberry* Sunday Zip Hoodie - Black

Vest top: SPIRIT - Evastika tank top [BLACK]

Shorts: BND Jean Hot Pants

Socks: Atomic. Beary Cute Socks - Panda

Feet: Slink Womens Natural Barefeet (Mesh Rigged)

Build: Trompe Loeil - Palmer Lodge

From the moment of darkness

We will find a new light

Lorna Shore - And I Return To Nothingness

"I can no more; for now it comes again,

That sense of ruin, which is worse than pain,

That masterful negation and collapse

Of all that makes me man."

Cardinal Newman, The Dream of Gerontius [1865]

Clouds are more than just intrinsically beautiful; they also serve as a canvas for light and color.

They are born, they grow, travel vast distances across the sky and then disappear into nothingness. They are in a constant state of changing shape, size and in some cases color and brightness

The Lady of the Lake

by Scott, Sir Walter

The rocks, the bosky thickets, sleep

So stilly on thy bosom deep,

The lark's blithe carol from the cloud

Seems for the scene too gayly loud.

My dear friend Franziska www.flickr.com/photos/m_f_d/ suggested this wonderful Walz to match the picture!

Waltz No. 2 - Dmitri Shostakovich

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Pi

Nothingness and light made love

In their womb a lying eight is growing

It brought a deep peace

but all the while started one hundred thousand wars

'cause the lying eight brought pi along,

a dark twin, a mirror of the eight

Infinite as its brother, but with a deeper power

and so the two of them secretly made a mischievous pact

They created cyclic life with mortal beings

living in the boundlessness of infinity

and in this contradiction shapes and colours grew

Billions died to experience the number

which gave them their shape,

the lying eight is the monster that provided a place for pi

Pi is speaking a never ending poem

and thereby gives a mortal face to eternity

It grows layer by layer and number by number

Pi is circling around Buddha's vertebrae up to Hitler's eyes

The lying eight is the entwining loop

Pi is the cyclops and the eight is its eye

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The lying eight is the mind and pi is its body

When the circle closes the eight gets indestructible

It circles through the shapes, by the numbers it gets possible to be experienced

Nothingness is its mother, light is its father

They circulate in every living being

They are at home in stones, they can be read in the rain

They weave the threads that float through all planes

while our essences have to let themselves get moved

through the barriers until the knowledges of it will ascend our essences

onto those planes which pave the ways of the soul

and which lead us back to the eternal tomorrow

Its sister is the yesterday and died today

because nothing is faster than light

and due to that it already knows today where light will refract tomorrow

and eternally remains immovable because it's liberated

Nothing is infinite because there is no time

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7 9 5 0 2 8 8 4 1 9 7 1 6 9 3 9 9 3 7 5 1

0 5 8 2 0 9 7 4 9 4 4 5 9 2 3 0 7 8 1 6 4

Unlimited (amount of) numbers behind the comma

In pi there are rivers, mountains, trees, monsters, fire and thunder

but pi's value never grows larger than 3.1,

Eternal on the inside but small on the outside

Pi gets mean, it's brother (becomes) its enemy

It grows more and more angry and plants a seed

to create a being that it limits as well,

a blind being like itself, it calls it human

Pi is driven by a snub

and manifests its own limitation

in the human mind, in the flesh, in the thinking,

to drown every living matter in suffering

over the separateness of pi from light

It created the world but doesn't love it

Pi is a child of eternity, but it can't see it

Light and nothingness, they defeated each other

with their own child; the human remains blind

as long as pi keeps singing its numbers in his cells,

the human won't get free, he remains alien to himself

until he recognizes the circle behind all numbers

All identification is the subtle attempt to fill the sense of nothingness with something.

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Around rural Alberta you often see old tires made into NO Trespassing signs like this one. What I liked about this was the nothingness that seemed to be on the other side of the fence.

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“Merton discovered a connection between the true Self and the no-self, which could be disclosed by transcending the ego-self through transcendent mystical experience; the true Self is fused with the highest reality or disappears into the Nothingness of God. Through understanding of the no-self in Buddhism, Merton realized that the notion of the no-self may become a bridge for connecting Christianity and Buddhism via the process of self-emptying or kenosis. He believed that Buddhist-Christian dialogue must “be sought in the area of the true self-transcendence and enlightenment. It is to be sought in the transformation of consciousness in its ultimate ground, as well as in its highest and most authentic devotional love.” Thus, Merton saw that the way of self-emptying or self-transformation through self-forgetfulness or self-losing could become the basic principle for Buddhist-Christian dialogue.”

-Jaechan Anselmo Park