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Master Po: What have you found?
Kwai Chang Caine: A spider, master. It has trapped a fly. Should I destroy his web?
Po: Why?
KCC: So it will not make a prison for other living things that were free.
Po: Look more closely, Grasshopper. Were you to destroy this web, would not the spider, knowing no other way, build another?
KCC: Yes. But I cannot kill the spider.
Po: Look more closely still. Is not the spider also trapped by its own web?
KCC: Yes, but if I do nothing, it will capture more living things, make them prisoner, and kill them.
Po: You are concerned then with the fly, to which nature has given wings. That it may move about freely.
KCC: It is cruel to see it made a prisoner.
Po: Still you do not see. Which is truly the prisoner? The fly, which moving freely, enters unknown danger. Or the spider? Which having spun its web, remains. Never knowing the pleasure or the danger of the fly.
Kung Fu wisdom courtesy of
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I love that silly old show!!!
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1. The Glass Prison
[music by Myung, Petrucci, Portnoy, Rudess]
[lyrics by Mike Portnoy]
[I. REFLECTION]
Cunning, Baffling, Powerful
Been beaten to a pulp
Vigorous, Irresistable
Sick and tired and laid low
Dominating, Invincible
Black-out, loss of control
Overwhelming, Unquenchable
I'm powerless, have to let go
I can't escape it
It leaves me frail and worn
Can no longer take it
Senses tattered and torn
Hopeless surrender
Obsession's got me beat
Losing the will to live
Admitting complete defeat
Fatal Descent
Spinning around
I've gone too far
To turn back round
Desperate attempt
Stop the progression
At any length
Lift this obsession
Crawling to my glass prison
A place where no one knows
My secret lonely world begins
So much safer here
A place where I can go
To forget about my daily sins
Life here in my glass prison
A place I once called home
Fall in nocturnal bliss again
Chasing a long lost friend
I no longer can control
Just waiting for this hopelessness to end
[II. RESTORATION]
Run - fast from the wreckage of the past
A shattered glass prison wall behind me
Fight - past walking through the ashes
A distant oasis before me
Cry - desperate crawling on my knees
Begging God to please stop the insanity
Help me - I'm trying to believe
Stop wallowing in my own self pity
"We've been waiting for you my friend
The writing's been on the wall
All it takes is a little faith
You know you're the same as us all"
Help me - I can't break out this prison all alone
Save me - I'm drowning and I'm hopeless on my own
Heal me - I can't restore my sanity alone
Enter the door
Desperate
Fighting no more
Help me restore
To my sanity
At this temple of hope
I need to learn
Teach me how
Sorrow to burn
Help me return
To humanity
I'll be fearless and thorough
To enter this temple of hope
Believe
Transcend the pain
Living the life
Humility
Opened my eyes
This new odyssey
Of rigorous honesty
Serenity
I never knew
Soundness of mind
Helped me to find
Courage to change
All the things that I can
"We'll help you perform this miracle
But you must set your past free
You dug the hole, but you can't bury your sole
Open your mind and you'll see"
Help me - I can't break out this prison all alone
Save me - I'm drowning and I'm hopeless on my own
Heal me - I can't restore my sanity alone
[III. REVELATION]
Way off in the distance I saw a door
I tried to open
I tried forcing with all of my will and still
The door wouldn't open
[replaced with "but" in this line]
Unable to trust in my faith
I turned and walked away
I looked around, felt a chill in the air
Took my will and turned it over
The glass prison which once held me is now gone
["now" is not heard in this line]
A long lost fortress
Armed only with liberty
And the key of my willingness
Fell down on my knees and prayed
"Thy will be done"
I turned around, saw a light shining through
The door was wide open
(info deleted)
Finally I decided to surrender. A self execution.
09/06/2020*
Good bye
(this was the deleted info)
Finally I decided to surrender. A self execution.
I think I came to the last limit, there is nothing can done anymore.
I have the proper pride that it happen with my will, they couldn't catch me since 15 months. My lawyer and father we agreed on the surrender at 09/06/2020. I will be in the prison 1 week (I hope).
I feel like I'm going on a very different journey.
Extremely small cells, a bed,desk,washbasin,a toilet. A prison who had a few famous people,feared men (6) Karpis,Capone,George,Birdman,Roy Gardner and Frank Lee Morris. Built in 1934 and closed in 1963,
Interesting the escape of 3 prisoners the Anglin brothers and Frank Morris. Case closed with no guarantees that these 3 individuals ever made it to the main land....
Let your imagination work!
PS: I could not wait to get out of there and be outside.
Eastern State Penitentiary staff passage. First, I saw the door knob, then the checked paint, first on the door and and then the jamb. Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Abandoned prison in Cedar City, Missouri. Photography by Notley Hawkins. Taken with a Canon EOS R5 camera with a Canon RF24-105mm F4 L IS USM lens at ƒ/8.0 with a 1/100-second exposure at ISO 50. Processed with Adobe Lightroom CC.
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The first floor of the East cell block of the Ohio State Reformatory in Mansfield, Ohio. Pretty grim!
And the enduring memory of watching the inmates working on crops in the field from our summer bungalow window. Woodbourne, New York State.
The Prison and Dùn Mòr from up on the Quiraing looking out to Staffin Bay.
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Another photograph from my walk around a location this newly discovered location (new that is, for me).
Don't know how many times I've driven past this place and never knew it was here, although that might be because it's behind Durham's high security prison, HMP Frankland. It's surrounded by trees too, so it's well and truly hidden.
The greatest prison people live in is the fear of what other people think.
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