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A journey.
Through musical notes
And long-lasting darkness.
Step after step, dreaming awake.
Searching inside,
Resting on the emotional thickness of music.
Leaning
On the very threshold of oneself.
Aloneness in the crowd,
Silent togetherness.
Umbria Jazz 2015, Arena di Santa Giuliana, Perugia (Italy).
St. Ives
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Amar la naturaleza es amarse a uno mismo cuidemos nuestro ecosistema para vivir en el paraíso terrenal
Loving nature is loving oneself, let's take care of our ecosystem to live in the earthly paradise
A journey.
Through musical notes
And long-lasting darkness.
Step after step, dreaming awake.
Searching inside,
Resting on the emotional thickness of music.
Leaning
On the very threshold of oneself.
Aloneness in the crowd,
Silent togetherness.
Umbria Jazz 2015, Arena di Santa Giuliana, Perugia (Italy).
"El mejor gobierno: el de uno mismo
La mejor filosofía: estar en paz con la conciencia.
La mejor ocupación: difundir la felicidad.
El mejor arte: gravar en la memoria cosas bellas"
Deja que tu corazón sienta el fuego
Libérate
"The best government: that of oneself
The best philosophy: be at peace with conscience.
The best occupation: spreading happiness.
The best art: engrave beautiful things in memory"
Let it set Your heart on fire
Let it set You free
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Fireflight For Those Who Wait
Gracias a todos por vuestras visitas y comentarios.
Thank you all for your visits and comments.
Final repost of a typical Hong Kong utility boat. Originally uploaded on January 19, 2008, ever so slightly reworked before reposting on May 5, 2025.
These boats are used as "Water Taxis", small transport and whatever else comes to mind. Seen at the northern end of the Yau Ma Tei Public Cargo Handling Area.
The two round things in the background are mooring buoys. If one cannot afford a permanent berth alongshore, one can chain his vessel to those buoys for a modest monthly fee. And transfer oneself to shore with such a water taxi.
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Keep up the fight. Cancer runs in the family for three generations. Mother lived until 90 minus one day, her mother till the early 90s, sibling in remission and still alive. Yes luck and medical care contribute to survival of course but their fighting spirits too. Keep up the fight for oneself and others. In time we will find a cure.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=r-fQi46HUKE Hymne du Printemps, the Hymn of Spring - Félex Leclerc.
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When one forgets to be true to oneself... and then, she remembers...
One shouldn’t ask too many questions but do what one does properly, never rush, and never torment oneself :-)
Josef Sudek
HPPS! Justice Matters! No one is above the law!
dahlia, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
No importa cuales sean la motivaciones para hacer el Camino de Santiago: religiosas, turismo, conocer gente, encontrarse a uno mismo, superar los miedos… incluso puede que no exista razón alguna, pero la alegría al llegar al fin a esta plaza del Obradoiro es siempre la misma, una emoción indescriptible
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No matter what the motivations for doing the Camino de Santiago: religious, tourism, meeting people, finding oneself, overcoming fears ... there may even be no reason whatsoever, but the joy at finally reaching this Obradoiro square is always the same, an indescribable emotion
Thank you very much for your visits, faves, and kind comments
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Muchas gracias por vuestras visitas, favoritos y comentarios
no explanations are needed(...); you don’t have to keep the model happy; and the model gets tired, and wants to stop, at exactly the same moment as you do :-)
Julian Flynn
from an interview about his self portraiture with artist Matthew Askey.
HBW!! Justice Matters! No one is above the law!
echinacea, coneflower, sarah p duke gardens, duke university, durham, north carolina
Amsterdam - Eerste Constantijn Huygensstraat
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Utrecht - Visschersplein
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Liverpool - Knight Street
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letting oneself get too thick, the other :-)
Terri Guillemets
HGGT!!
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carolina
must also show distinctly what kind of a relationship a photographer has with the subject :-)
Christian Caujolle
just for the record, i was not on speaking terms with my subject ;-)
water lily, sarah p duke gardens, duke university, durham, north carolina
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Voyage en Terre du Milieu
« Parvenu aux portes du Mordor, face aux terribles murailles acérées de l’Ired Lithui, Frodon le Hobbit, compris que c’est dans ces lieux improbables et menaçants, que l’on doit découvrir en soi le courage d’affronter ses peurs. » – Patrice photographiste d’après le récit de J.R.R. Tolkien
« Un seul rêve est plus puissant qu’un millier de réalités » J.R.R. Tolkien
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A journey to Middle-earth
« Arrived at the gates of Mordor, facing the terrible sharp walls of the Ired Lithui, Frodo the Hobbit, understood that it is in these unlikely and threatening places, that one must discover in oneself the courage to face one's fears» Patrice photographiste, based on J.R.R. Tolkien's story.
« A single dream is more powerful than a thousand realities.» – J.R.R. Tolkien
"What is magic? In the deepest sense, magic is an experience. It's the experience of finding oneself alive within a world that is itself alive. It is the experience of contact and communication between oneself and something that is profoundly different from oneself: a swallow, a frog, a spider weaving its web."
David Abram
Arriving in Italy, I was immediately enchanted with my surroundings. However, I found a new kind of magic early one evening. While staying in Tuscany and wandering through the gardens near our lodgings, I saw a bit of movement along the ground.
Having always been fond of frogs, I knelt down and had a lovely conversation with this critter. It was quite one-sided, but I had a feeling that each blink of his or her eye was enough to make me happy.
Sunrise near Hamnoy on the Lofoten islands. While we were standing completely alone on this outpost overlooking the beautiful coastline, about 40 photographers stood crammed together to hurting point on the narrow ledge of Hamnoy bridge we had just passed in order to get that "classic shot" of Hamnoy with Eliassen Rorbuer. ... Time to learn to see for oneself!! Time to flick aside copycatism and clicheised photography in order to offer something unique, something that truly adds to one's own and everyone else's experience.
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DER Sonnenuntergang auf dem Carolafelsen, ich war so glücklich. :)
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Sächsische Schweiz (Elbsandsteingebirge)
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Als Sächsische Schweiz wird der deutsche Teil des Elbsandsteingebirges in Sachsen bezeichnet. Die durch bizarre Felsformen geprägte Landschaft liegt südöstlich von Dresden beiderseits der Elbe im Landkreis Sächsische Schweiz-Osterzgebirge.
Bergformen
In der Regel sind zwei Bergformen zu unterscheiden. Als Steine werden zahlreiche Felsformationen des Elbsandsteingebirges in der Böhmischen und Sächsischen Schweiz bezeichnet. Prominente Beispiele sind der Königstein, der Lilienstein, Gohrisch und Papststein. Die Bezeichnung erstreckt sich nicht auf die hügelartigen Kuppen aus vulkanischem Basalt oder granitischem Material des Grundgebirges wie die Waitzdorfer Höhe oder den Großen Winterberg.
Die kretazischen Sandsteingebilde ragen aus den sogenannten Ebenheiten heraus, dem ehemaligen Niveau der Elbe, und stellen ihrerseits Reste einer früheren Rumpffläche dar. Im Zuge der spättertiären Anhebung des Erzgebirges und des seitlichen Druckes vom Lausitzer Bergland zerbrach die Sandsteinplatte kreuzgitterartig, was bei gleichzeitig zunehmender Fließgeschwindigkeit der Elbe und rückschreitender Erosion in den Seitentälern Angriffsmöglichkeiten und Leitbahnen für die zerstörerische Kraft des Wassers bot. Zunächst verblieben die größeren Tafelberge (Lilienstein), oder bereits stark zerklüftete wie Zirkelstein oder Kaiserkrone, oder aber bereits bewaldete (Kohlbornstein), die sich bei weiterer erosiver Zerstörung in langgezogene Grate (Schrammsteine) bis hin zu einzelnen Felsnadeln (Torwächter) auflösten. Morphologisch härtere Schichtpartien, die der Erosion länger und erfolgreicher Widerstand leisten, bilden meist die oberste Schicht. Der Zusammenbruch erfolgt somit meist von unten her bzw. von den Felsflanken.
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Saxon Switzerland - Elbe Sandstone Mountains
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Saxon Switzerland (German: Sächsische Schweiz) is a hilly climbing area and national park around the Elbe valley south-east of Dresden in Saxony, Germany. Together with the Bohemian Switzerland in the Czech Republic it forms the Elbe Sandstone Mountains.
Saxon Switzerland alone has some 1,000 climbing peaks, as well as several hollows. The area is popular with local and international climbers.
The administrative district for the area is Sächsische Schweiz-Osterzgebirge. The fortress of Königstein is a well-known landmark.
Hills
As a rule, two types of hill may be distinguished.
Numerous rock formations in the Elbe Sandstone Mountains, in both Saxon Switzerland and Bohemian Switzerland, are known locally in this region as Steine ("rocks"). Prominent examples are the Königstein, the Lilienstein, the Gohrisch and the Papststein. This description does not, however, include the dome-shaped Kuppen such as the Waitzdorfer Höhe or the Großer Winterberg, whose bedrock is made of volcanic basalt or granitic material.
The Cretaceous sandstone formations soar above the so-called "levels" of their surrounding area, the former level of the River Elbe, and represent the remains of an old peneplain. In the course of the Late Tertiary, uplifting of the Ore Mountains and sideways pressure from the Lusatian Highlands shattered the sandstone plate along lines that intersected like a grid and this, combined with the simultaneously increasing stream velocity of the Elbe and regressive erosion in its side valleys, offered new lines of attack and new routes for the destructive power of water. Initially the larger table hills (Lilienstein), or those already deeply fissured like Zirkelstein, Kaiserkrone or already forested (Kohlbornstein), remained, but these too broke up later as a result of erosive destruction into long ridges (Schrammsteine) or even into individual rock pinnacles (Torwächter). Morphologically harder sections of strata, that resisted karstification longer and more successfully, generally form the uppermost layers. The collapse of rock structures is usually therefore a result of erosion from below or from the flanks.
In a quiet moment...
Feel your oneness with earth and imagine you have roots grounding in the earth,
while your spirit still soars with the breeze into the vastness of the universe.
Zen is more of an attitude than a belief.
Zen is the peace that arises through the unity of oneself with a wholeness, a being that is of a different nature than oneself.
Zen means being aware of the oneness of oneself with the world and everything in it.
Zen means living in the present and experiencing it through and through.
Zen means being free from the distractions and deceptive conflicts of the material world.
Zen means being in tune with the universal course of things.
Zen is to fully experience the present and to enjoy the fundamental miracle of life itself.
🌄 Wishing Everyone a Good Day with Balance
Concealed in the depth
Weightless..
Free to roam
No compass as guide
No roads to follow..
The screams go unheard
The laughter muted
Tears just feed the thousand of drops..
Alone! Away from prying eyes..
One with oneself.
But as deep as you dive,
your must return to surface..
To breath for life..
And assume your mask!
The face of a lover is an unknown, precisely because it is invested with so much of oneself. It is a mystery, containing, like all mysteries, the possibility of torment.
James A. Baldwin
proteggere e proteggersi....a volte non e' mica male essere sprovvisti di casco....
protect and protect oneself .... sometimes is not badly at all don't wear the crash helmet ....
Title from a quote of the Pakistani poet Asifa Farhat.
People are cages,
with open doors
Tempting enough,
to step inside
Boring enough,
to stay longer
Horrible enough,
to lock oneself inside.
Chora, Kythnos island, Cyclades, Greece.
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Par-delà l’horizon
Devant ma fenêtre,
Des nuages bas sont venus embrasser la Terre,
Comme des amants éternels
Sous une pluie chaude et vitale.
D’ici, le monde visible ne fait qu’un,
Toutes formes de vie interconnectées, interdépendantes,
Calmement, en paix, sans égard au grondement de l’orage qui s’annonce.
Là-bas, l’horizon a disparu,
Dissimulé par les aimants qui tournoient entre ciel et Terre,
Dans ce monde qu’on pourrait tenir dans une seule main.
Mais, par-delà l’horizon,
Il y a d’autres fenêtres.
Des fenêtres qui s’ouvrent de l’infiniment petit à l’infiniment grand
Sur soi, sur l’espèce humaine et toutes les autres,
Sur la rumeur du Temps qui passe.
Toi, ma Paix, viendras-tu avec moi,
« découvrir les mots qui se cachent dans la rumeur des forêts et des vagues? » *
Patrice photographiste, Chroniques de Poësia
emprunté à Gustave Flaubert, Novembre
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Beyond the horizon
In front of my window,
Low clouds have come to embrace the Earth,
Like eternal lovers
Under a warm and vital rain.
From here, the visible world is one,
All forms of life interconnected, interdependent,
Calmly, in peace, regardless of the roar of the coming storm.
Over there, the horizon has disappeared,
Hidden by the lovers that swirl between sky and earth,
In this world that could be held in one hand.
But beyond the horizon
There are other windows.
Windows that open from the infinitely small to the infinitely large
On oneself, on the human species and all the others,
On the rumor of passing time.
You, my Peace, will you come with me,
“Discover the words hidden in the murmur of forests and waves? » *
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Patrice photographer, Chronicles of Poësia
* borrowed from Gustave Flaubert, November
La malédiction de l'homme consiste à ne jamais se contenter de ce qu'il est. (Sylvain Tesson, Un été avec Homère)
LE VOYAGE FABULEUX
L’homme, dans le petit bateau, aimait raconter qu’il traversait l’Univers, à chaque fois qu’il prenait le large sur le grand fleuve, par un ciel étoilé. Comme si, l’Univers lui-même, était contenu dans son microcosme.
Le merveilleux lui suffisait, ici même… parfois avec un télescope pointé vers le ciel. Il avait conscience de la vastitude du monde et notre fragilité immense. Il se savait un homme chanceux de parcourir ce monde chatoyant, et il acceptait, avec modestie, la part de mystère qui lui était caché.
Traverser l’univers, disait-il, c’est un voyage enchanté qui commence en soi et se poursuit ici avec le chant des baleines, des bélugas, des oiseaux de mer… et les battements du coeur de la mer, de sa Terre. Ce soir là, en revenant au port, il fit jouer la chanson Across the Universe* sur son modeste lecteur audio, en souhaitant que rien ne change dans son monde. * (Beatles- John Lennon)
Patrice photographiste, Extraits de Poësia — Une Oydyssée vitale (livre à paraître)
N.B Mes images ne sont pas conçues ou générées par des Intelligences artificielles. Il s'agit d'un travail artisanal dont je suis l'auteur.
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“The curse of men is never to be satisfied with what he is. " (Sylvain Tesson, Un été avec Homère, French edition)
THE FABULOUS JOURNEY
The man, in the small boat, liked to say that he crossed the Universe each time he took off on the big river by a starry sky. As, if the Universe itself was contained in its microcosm.
The marvellous was enough for him, right here… sometimes with a telescope pointed towards the sky. He was aware of the vastness of the world and our immense fragility.
He knew he was a lucky man to travel through this shimmering world, and he was accepting, with modesty, the part of the mystery that was hidden from him.
Crossing the Universe, he said, is an enchanted journey that begins in oneself and continues here with the song of whales, belugas, seabirds... and the beating of the heart of the sea, of its Earth. That evening, returning to port, he listened to the song Across the Universe* on his modest player, hoping that nothing would change in his world. * (Beatles - John Lennon)
Patrice photographiste, Excerpts from Poësia, A Vital Odyssey (book to be published)
N.B. My images are not designed or generated by artificial intelligences. This is an artisanal work of which I am the author.
This one I had nearly forgotten about, a partial monochrome try out I took last Summer in my front garden. I saw it in the end as an image of one standing up against adversity or battling through depression and turmoil around oneself. The Sun light came through just at the right angle before I took the shot.
I hope everyone had a great weekend and so as always, thank you! :)
of freeing oneself, not of proving or asserting one`s own originality. It is a way of life :-)
Henri Cartier-Bresson
HFF!! Kindness Matters!
rose, 'Dream Come True', little theater rose garden, raleigh, north carolina
“Nothing is worth more than laughter. It is strength to laugh and to abandon oneself, to be light. Tragedy is the most ridiculous thing.”
~Frida Kahlo
Laren - Blaricummerheide
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my life philosophy in one word
Ataraxia
(Ἀταραξία "tranquility") is a Greek term used by Pyrrho and Epicurus for a lucid state, characterized by freedom from worry or any other preoccupation.
For the Epicureans, ataraxia was synonymous with the only true happiness possible for a person.
It signifies the state of robust tranquility that derives from eschewing faith in an afterlife, not fearing the gods because they are distant and unconcerned with us, avoiding politics and vexatious people, surrounding oneself with trustworthy and affectionate friends and, most importantly, being an affectionate, virtuous person, worthy of trust.
texture by skeletalmess
letting oneself get too thick, the other :-)
Terri Guillemets
HBW!!
echinacea, coneflower, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
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Flagstadpollen fjord on the Lofoten islands in a panoramic view and during low tide. It is one of my favourite places on the Lofoten islands with its amazing peaks and intensely emerald-green waters, white sand beach and the right amount of solitude to enjoy this splendid coastal landscape all by oneself :)
Sunrise near Hamnoy on the Lofoten islands. While we were standing completely alone on this outpost overlooking the beautiful coastline, about 40 photographers stood crammed together to hurting point on the narrow ledge of Hamnoy bridge we had just passed in order to get that "classic shot" of Hamnoy with Eliassen Rorbuer. ... Time to learn to see for oneself!! Time to flick aside copycatism and clicheised photography in order to offer something unique, something that truly adds to one's own adn everyone else's experience.
I was lucky to be in the right place at the right time here. With this cool frantic capture of a galloping horse, that was startled by a low flying military plane, at this year's advent of the Black Country Living Museum’s highly popular 1940s Weekend.
I love visiting this place when this comes around, which transforms Museum Weekend into the 1940s... were one steps back into time and immerse oneself into the sights and sounds of wartime Britain in one of the country's biggest and best 1940s events!
Thanks to you here, for your cool comments, my Flickr friends!
“To live is to war with trolls in heart and soul.
To write is to sit in judgement on oneself.”
― Henrik Johan Ibsen, Peer Gynt
Grieg: Peer Gynt Suite No. 1, "In the Hall of the Mountain King"
Credits:
Head: LeL EvoX
Body: e-Body Reborn
Hair: DOUX - Medarda hairstyle [BASIC PACK]
Ears: L'Etre - Ringed mesh ears
Outfit: :[P&E]:- Calerys - Single - Cameo
Tattoo: .: Vegas :. Tattoo Applier Geisha and the Cat
Necklace/Earrings: [AlternatiVe] Gloria Fatpack
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When we speak,
it is not always what is said.
When we act,
it is not always intended.
When we are happy,
it is not always what we want.
When I am here;
I am never complete.
Is this the price of a virtual world, or just greedy? Is it so wrong to want everything? To want to be able to live out all facets of oneself freely? Is it so wrong to be human in the virtual world? Human in all facets and valued rights.
I am.
Human.
My personal Faves in this Photo
Hair | [monso] Moni Hair
Slip | Look At Me. Cushy : Panties
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“To live is to war with trolls in heart and soul.
To write is to sit in judgement on oneself.”
― Henrik Johan Ibsen, Peer Gynt
Grieg: Peer Gynt Suite No. 1, "In the Hall of the Mountain King"
Credits:
Head: LeL EvoX
Body: e-Body Reborn
Hair: DOUX - Shy Hairstyle
Ears: L'Etre - Ringed mesh ears
Outfit: ISON - bella dress (white)
Bracelets: [AlternatiVe] Connie Bracelets Blogers
Necklace/Earrings: [AlternatiVe] Melanie Fatpack
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À Irina, mon amie
FACE À LA MER
C’était un jour tranquille
Face à la mer
Face à nos origines
Dont elle garde bien les secrets
J’ai suivi le rivage
Le visage fouetté par un vent chargé de brumes salées
Des odeurs familières pour tant de générations humaines
Qui ont reconnu, dans la voix rythmée des vagues qui se brisent sur le rivage,
Des sons primordiaux
C’était un jour tranquille
Aux abords de dunes protégées par leurs herbes folles
De modestes habitations
Souvent occupées par des écrivains et autres artistes
Chacun cherchant à retrouver au plus profond de soi, ces poussières de vie
qui deviendraient poèmes, romans, tableaux, photos ou musique
Comme autant d’harmonies de leurs voix intérieures
Inspirées par la magie de ces lieux
Je m’en souviens…
C’était un jour tranquille
Face à la mer
Patrice
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To Irina, my friend
IN FRONT OF THE SEA
It was a quiet day
In front of the sea,
Facing our origins
Whose she keeps the secrets.
I followed the shore
Face whipped by a wind loaded with salty mist;
Familiar smells for so many generations
Who recognized, in the rhythmic voice of the waves breaking on the shore, primordial sounds.
It was a quiet day;
On the edge of dunes protected by their weeds
Modest homes,
Often occupied by artists
Each seeking to find in the deepest of oneself, this dust of life
which would become poems, novels, paintings, photos or music
Like so many harmonies of their inner voices
Inspired by the magic of this place.
I remember…
It was a quiet day
In front of the sea
Patrice
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The great entrance gate of the Buddhist temple Zōjō-ji. The gate is really called a Sangedatsu Mon (三解脱門) and anyone passing through here can rid oneself of the three passions of greed, hatred and foolishness. The gate dates to 1622 and is the only building at the temple compound that survived the Second World War.
Zōjō-ji was founded in the 14th century - at another place but it was moved here in 1590. During the Edo period it was one of the two family temples of the Tokugawa family (the other being Kan'ei-ji) and you can find several of their graves here.The temple is the main temple of the Chinzei branch of Jōdo-shū Buddhism.
Tokyo Tower can be seen to the right and dates to 1958.
It is a way of shouting, of freeing oneself, not of proving or asserting one's own originality. It is a way of life :-)
Henri Cartier-Bresson
anemone, sarah p duke gardens, duke university, durham, north carolina