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Felt like I needed a break from thinking or "overthinking"...so this is what I came up with this weekend...
my view, on my way up & down my classes at Ottohann building... #ILoveToLearn
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Ballywhoriskey, Fanad Head Peninsula, County Donegal, Ireland
Gazing upon the rural and lesser seen area of Ballywhoriskey on the northwest coast of Fanad peninsula. An area so natural, untouched and tranquil it looks and feels exactly the way it was a hundred years ago. Very little if anything has changed in this region over the centuries which is fascinating as areas like these are getting “few & far between” in our contemporary times.
What I find mesmerising about this place is how these smaller beach coves of Tra Beg Bay and the larger Ballyhiernan Beach in the distance look like giant clam shells when viewed from above. In my mind I always visualise three giant shells or even the three leaves of a shamrock (known as faith, hope & love) ☘️ when looking upon this stretch of shore.
As you may tell, I have once again let my mind wander deeply into this photograph 😄 but as I’ve always said, we could all be doing worse than simply enjoying and overthinking the beauty of our surrounding environments every now and then.... 🙏
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A convergence I only happened to notice because I nearly tripped over an untied bootlace, I sat down to sort myself out and just glanced across to my left and there it was.
I think of the Zen concept of 無心 (mu shin) when photographs such as these present themselves, I'm sure every artists has come up against times when overthinking gets in the way of creativity. Translated as "no mindedness" 無心 is the state of clearing one's mind from any analytical thought, allowing yourself to react with no pre-judgment in a natural, immediate way.
My favourite definition comes from Alan Watts, who pointed out that Western slang provides some great possibilities for the translation of these Zen terms saying in essence mu shin is to "get with it" or "flow with it".
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GBRf's 66779 'Evening Star' heads through North Stafford Junction on 4E34, Southampton Docks to Doncaster iPort.
Three visists to this location in less than a year, and the sun has been glorious each time. For a miriad of different reasons I never really got in the groove during this trip to Willington and Chesterfield, I sense I'm starting to overthink things a bit too much. Back to basics next time.
When it comes to finding your path. Don't overthink. Do.
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I have to wonder why someone who goes to Pride would be easily offended? Is my making that statement offensive? Equal rights surely also includes the right to be offended by sexual imagery... Maybe I'm overthinking this.
Passionate, but I don't give no fucks
I admit that I'm a lil' messed up
But I can hide it when I'm all dressed up
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These are my 2 classical guitars (a Cordoba and an Aria for those that like the details) which I look at more than play these days but I still love them both. There's something slightly out of whack with this image but after hours in Lightroom, Photoshop, Capture One and Topaz, I'm done. I really do overthink everything.
Gosh, I'm sounding moany today.
Over and out!
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You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks
and months overthinking the past. Trying to
put together pieces, imagining what could’ve
been, should’ve been or would’ve been. Or you
can pick up the pieces off the floor and move
on as a stronger, smarter person.
— Nicholas Sparks
SL can be a crowd world..
Time too pull back once at a time..
Overthink the things you have done..
The things what happened too you ...
Forgive and forget..
Thanks too Nikki for this lovely picture!
10 things, cause I haven't done this in a while:
1. My real name is Katherine, but it's too common for me.
2. I work at Arby's as a cashier and it is very tiring but kind of fun.
3. I play violin, as many of you already knew.
4. I am very ambivalent and I overthink everything and I can't make quick decisions to save my life.
5. I take long breaks from flickr when I lack inspiration.
6. I am a senior in high school.
7. I think flickr is overrated sometimes.
8. I have a photo wall which i will take a picture of very soon. Feel free to send me prints anytime!
9. My biggest inspirations are Alexis Mire, Mary Robinson, Rosa Joy Furneaux, and Natalie Kucken.
10. I am a girl on few spoken words and many written ones.
Tagged 15 of my fave contacts and my 4 inspirations :)
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Prompts: Sittin' in the garden, I'm a couple glasses in. I was tryna count up all the places we've been. You're always there, so don't overthink. I'm so over whites and pinks --ar 16:9 --v 5.2
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february 2017
This feeling that something is bright inside but you can't make it shine outside. All you see is darkness. You create your own unhappiness by overthinking and fearing to go forward.
Tabletop, still-life photography with window light. Used my old Yashica AF lenses, 35-70 3.3-4.5 Macro. I have two FOTODIOX Pro adapters. All have been sitting in a drawer for years while I grew frustrated with the learning curve. Today I finally found I've been overthinking how to remove the glass from the center of the adapter. Now I have one with the infinity glass, and one without. I've been in love with these lenses since I bought the camera 30 years ago. Not disapointed now that I figured out how to use it without the infinity glass.
Dedicated to my friend Fergus … may you always dance as freely as the wind … <3
An Old Irish Blessing
"May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand."
“In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.”
― Gautama Buddha
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=KLVq0IAzh1A
FIELDS OF GOLD - STING
DO YOU REMEMBER
Do you remember when you were a squaddie
the ballroom dancing lessons that we had
we would twirl around the room so fast
like swirling dervishes among the lads
I would step on your feet; trip over your heels
you would laugh at me fit to burst
oh, Fergus MacDonald where are you now
that I've mastered and got over the worst
you went one way and I went another
I had to finish my education
somebody told me you went to war
and my heart sank at this revelation
as it struck me to my inner core
into the unknown we stepped so often
sharing; multiplying our confidences
our eyes met and the world was softened
how I wish that you were dancing with me now
but mine was to be a different dance
I see your hair so red and mine so blonde
in my mind's eye we stood a good chance
I still think of you when the Harvest moon
is like a big orange ball in the sky
do you remember me like I remember you
with a smile and a whispered goodbye
I still have foolish notions and schoolgirl dreams
big ideas and ridiculous fancies
I used to make you laugh until you nearly cried
with my endless schemes, plans and romances
do you remember the book you loaned to me
I still have it waiting for you
Tess of the D'Urbervilles, do you remember now
I hope I can return it to the boy I once knew
Would I know you now if I saw you in the street
you were just a young lad last I saw you
but surely I'd know you from anyone if you opened your eyes
for they reflected my own eyes of blue
I still think of you on a cold Winter's night
in front of the fire; my ears tuned to the news
but I fear you are lost in the trenches somehow
with your eyes opened with all that you knew
a dug-out somewhere in no-man's land
or an unmarked grave; my heart-felt clenches
why do they call it friendly fire
there's nothing friendly when someone's heart wrenches
how little do I know even now of the ways of men
those who wage war and why
politics seems everywhere in all the things that we do
may I remain innocent until the day that I die
wherever you are and whoever you have become
know I think fondly of you dear Fergus
and if ever our paths were to cross again
I believe that we would complete the circuit
the bonds we made during those teenage years
so strong they remain unbroken
memories of the plans we had
and all the words so softly spoken
sometimes they come to me here on the wind
quietly and indistinct
or I may see your face in a crowded room
disappearing as I overthink
and that is me dear Fergus, all over
I feel; I see; I think too much
as rarefied as a four leafed clover
and like a game of double dutch
I trip over the rope, like I trip over my tongue
clumsy as ever my dear
still I think of you and wish you well
while I still yearn for those teenage years.
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whew, writing that title took time... Anyways, I really am tired like heck. I always stay up to 11 or 12 drawing, and the lay there thinking about what to draw for another hour. I RLY AM OVERTHINKING. oh well. When do u guys draw, pls lemme know the best time to draw for a busy person, I just can find the time, lemme know what u guys do. also, Im not scared of a little constructive critisim, so lemme know what i can do better, or what u guys want to see in the futer, like say, color or ink idk lemme know what u think. Randomness for the day! "Men don't make the same mistake twice, Generally, it's three times or more." anyways, like and comment, or else you will get trampled by pigs, what a horrible way to die!
Here's another random Photo/Image/Pic that I took in another random part of the Knysna forests.
We all know that a person who uses a camera to take a photograph is called a photographer. But at what stage exactly is it called a "photograph" (or photo)... and when exactly do we refer to that person as a "photographer"?
Because as far as I know... my camera captures what is known as a "RAW file". When I copy that file onto my computer and open it up in Photoshop... then it becomes known as a "layer on a canvas". Then when I've tweaked my layer(s)... I save the result as a "digital image". If I over-do the editing or add any elements that weren't there when I pressed the camera's shutter... then the digital image is usually referred to as a "composite" or "photo-manipulation". However... if/when the digital image is finally printed in a book/magazine/calendar/postcard... then it's often referred to as a "picture" (or pic).
So at what point is it a photograph... and at what point am I a photographer?
I think that I'll start calling myself a "photimagicer" from now onwards.
Hah hah... I've obviously been overthinking things again :)
Agnes: Hey Bruno, what are we up to?
Bruno: Doing our jobs.
Agnes: Oooh, I've always wanted to be a working dog.
Bruno: It intermittently rewarding.
Agnes: But, what is our job?
Bruno: Watching the park.
Agnes: Has the city contracted us? Are we looking for criminals? Are we like police dogs? That's pretty cool.
Bruno: Um, no.
Agnes: Um, no we're not getting contracted by the city? Or Um, no we're not looking for criminals.
Bruno: Um, both.
Agnes: Well then, what are we watching for?
Bruno: Other dogs, people with children, and people eating ice cream.
Agnes: But how is that a job?
Bruno: Sometimes we get paid for it.
Agnes: Really? We get a salary?
Bruno: Not so much. It's more of a complex action and reward algorithm.
Agnes: I think you've lost me.
Bruno: You see, our humans are the employers. And we have negotiated a complex job arrangement. We don't bark at everyone, if we did that it would upset the payers and they wouldn't let outside to do our jobs. Usually a single isolated bark just reminds them that we're working. And most of the time when we bark excessively, we're asked politely to stop so we comply with that. But occasionally if we keep barking and pretend not to hear the employers, they resort to giving us treats to come in the house and be quiet.
Agnes: So, if we only occasionally get paid and it's because we comply and come in the house and stop yelling, isn't our true job being inside and being quiet?
Bruno: Um, no. I forgot to tell you that I once yelled at a suspicious looking dude who came all of the way up to the fence to look in the yard. And then I was told that I was a good boy and was given a whole big cookie. So, after that I'm considering this a job and just negotiating increased reimbursement by increasing opportunity for payment.
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Bruno teaching Agnes the complexities of being a dog in our house. It's truly not that complex but sometimes he either overthinks or underthinks things.
I went a bit excessive in processing this shot. It's a subtle double exposure effect with the second exposure being a copy of the main photo magnified to mainly be the texture from Bruno's fur. I also boosted the exposure and added a bit of a warm glow to the while effect.
Just overthinking and make a doodle in the garden.Coffee and graphite a3 moleskin
Thanks for the visit,have a wonderful day.
•Short film 1/3
She was on the coast, alone, watching the horizon, as if her little brain was flooded with thoughts bigger than her...
We met, and she was happy to meet me and see herself in these shots!
She was really alone, without parents...
She, the horizon, her little sand tank and her Lollipop...
•My Essence, Mini Me!
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•Story of a traveler with a cheap camera•
#onmyway #logbook
Film transferred.
Short film.
I've always been fascinated with colours and their meaning. Turquoise helps to open the lines of communication between the heart and the spoken word. This is a color that recharges our spirits during times of mental stress and tiredness, alleviating feelings of loneliness. Heightens level of creativity and sensitivity.
Too much of this color in your life may give you an overactive mind and create emotional imbalance, making you either over-emotional or non-emotional.
Too little turquoise in your life may cause you to withhold your emotions, resulting in secrecy and confusion about your direction in life.
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..sometimes you need some time for yourself, to overthink all that happens to you.
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Taken at the beautiful Kindred Spirit
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It's been lonely
Trying get your attention from a thousand miles away
And you know me
Always overthinking the worst possibilities
Yeah, we both know
In between you and me, there's an ocean
Castaway in a sea and it's frozen
I'm exposed, can't you see, all I need
Is a little warmth
Without your arms around me
Without you on my skin
Without you on my body, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I don't mean to be desperate
Or pretend that I'm not torn
But I don't want to let go of the things that keep me warm
Without you I'm just cold
I built a little boat
With a sail from the memories I've been collecting
And I'll hold out
For the wind to blow me, take me home the whole way
In your direction
Yeah, we both know
In between you and me there's an ocean
And I'm just tryingto get a little closer
Pull me in, 'cause I'm here and all I need
Is little warmth
Without your arms around me
Without you on my skin
Without you on my body, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I don't mean to be desperate
Or pretend that I'm not torn
But I don't want to let go of the things that keep me warm
Without you I'm just cold
Without you I'm just cold
And I need a little fire
And you're my gasoline
Light me up, I'm burning
With all these things I feel
I'll always hold this flame for you
But it's naked on the breeze
So let me in, don't lock me out or cast me out to sea
Without your arms around me
Without you on my skin
Without you on my body, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I don't mean to be desperate
Or pretend that I'm not torn
But I don't want to let go of the things that keep me warm
Without you I'm just cold
Without you I'm just cold
Without you I'm just cold
Without you I'm just cold
Finally! New photos! Should probably have spent a wee bit more time processing this batch, but had a few to do, and the last time I went through a batch as fast as possible it seemed to produce some good results. Best not to overthink things sometimes I guess.
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The anxiety and exhaustion a complex brings, is hard to explain. Chaos in the calmness, overthinking and not thinking at the same time and the guilt of even feeling. Trying to figure it all out and balancing everything and anything.
The reflection of my face, some wouldn’t even recognize
Or who put me in this place, I wouldn’t even recognize
Time has been so cruel, I could’ve blamed me but I blame you
I do...
Lately, I feel lost, tell me if you find me
It's hard to put the past behind me
When my mind just sits there and keeps remindin' me
Of all the bullshit that I kept inside me
I'm not lyin' when I tell you I feel like I'm lost
It just feels like I trapped in my thoughts
I just sit there and think, and I think, and I think
And I think and I think, I lost it all
I am at home, I got my back against the wall
I feel hella alone, I got no one to call
And I'm still on my own because no one's involved
Tell me where do I go when everything falls
Damn, I guess that's why I'm makin' this song
I just sit and reflect on every single thing that went wrong
My best friend, he turned out to be a fake
The real definition of becomin' a snake
And I lost my girl too and that was my mistake
I put music above her and it took her place
And she's the one I love and my heart it just breaks
Because now I'm alone, there's no girl to replace
Yeah, I tried every day, but it's always a waste
Ever since she left nothin's ever been the same
Lately, it feels like I just been wildin' out
There's too many things that I'm findin' out
And my passion has been slowly dyin' out
And I'm still inside of a hole and I'm climbin' out
Just to stumble over, but I'm tryin' out
Lost my composure, so I write it out
I'm feelin' depressed and I'm hidin' out
I think that's why I'm cryin' out
The reflection of my face, some wouldn’t even recognize
Or who put me in this place, I wouldn’t even recognize
Time has been so cruel, I could've blamed me but I blame you
I do
I guess I'm to blame, can't lie to me
Walk in the room and they start eyein' me
Feelin' overwhelmed with my anxiety
So I stay to myself and I overthink quietly
I stare in the mirror and vent there alone
You say you been there when I'm on my own
You say you'll be there when I know you won't
And you say you love me when I know you don't
I swear this depression isn't a motherfuckin' joke
Anxiety too, I deal with them both
I been losin' my faith and my hope
Still haven't found a way I can cope
Yeah, I think lovin' myself is the very thing that I need most
'Cause I lost everyone else that I thought I would always keep close
And to think, I gave you all that I can
You took advantage of me and ran
I made you who you are, now I ask
Why would you flip on me I don't understand
Told myself never again, never reach out for a hand
Never put trust in a friend, never give up where you stand
I gave everybody a chance just to see we didn't last
Nothin' that I been doing has been I pannin' out
I'm sufferin' and you stand around
And I'm fallin' so fuckin' hard I could smash the ground
Wishin' that I could have my mom and dad around
Anxiety got the best of me and I'm spazzin' out
Exhausted so much I feel like just passin' out
I wanted the fame, you can have it now
'Cause I ain't the same you can ask around
The reflection of my face, some wouldn’t even recognize
Or who put me in this place, I wouldn’t even recognize
Time has been so cruel, I could’ve blamed me but I blame you
I do…
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Please don't overthink that; it causes a headache.
Anyhow, I took this one one afternoon shooting with my sons down in San Jose and vicinity, like here in Santa Clara.
The gloss from the freshly-painted, giant, sheet-metal saguaro cactus Western Motel sign caught the raking light nicely.
Thanks for having a look!
Made this fellow after someone from the FFBE community suggested to not only make Final Fantasy characters in my spare time and insted make this guy:
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I just used stuff I had already laying around and tried this time to not overthink everything... :D
Have a nice day, guys'n'gals!
Real Life and Second Life; my life has undergone some changes. I struggled for a while with what I *thought* was Expected, but then I remembered that trying to live someone else's way probably wasn't MY way.
I'm kind of a nerd, not a convincing sexpot or a rampaging Dominatrix. I can live with that :-)
"No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path."
Sometimes. "one step after the other" is more peaceful than worrying about the destination...
I have some great people to love within Second Life, and I think I manage to love them better when I don't overthink :-)
Shot in the Whimberly Sim maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Whimberly/173/200/31