is a response to the exterior world, to something perceived outside himself by the person who operates the camera :-)

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The parents tried to rush us along. they have two chick: one that stayed quiet next to a cluster of weeds (detected by my wife's eagle eye) and another that run in an open meadow oblivious to the perceived risk.

Hug, means thought or soul. In Nordic folklore, the hug was also thought to be able to travel independently of the body. Particularly important was the "evil hug", as it was believed that certain people could influence and harm others through their thinking. This should be able to act as a radiance, often at a long distance, and was in some cases perceived as materialized and personified. Al objekts taken with my Nikon D200

I'm a Dweller On the Threshold

And I'm waiting at the door

And I'm standing in the darkness

I don't want to wait no more

I have seen without perceiving

I have been another man

Let me pierce the realm of glamour

So I know just what I am

I'm a dweller on the threshold

And I'm waiting at the door

And I'm standing in the darkness

I don't want to wait no more

Feel the angel of the present

In the mighty crystal fire

Lift me up, consume my darkness

Let me travel even higher

I'm a dweller on the threshold

As I cross the burning ground

Let me go down to the water

Watch the great illusion drown

I'm a dweller on the threshold

And I'm waiting at the door

And I'm standing in the darkness

I don't want to wait no more

I'm gonna turn and face the music

The music of the spheres

Lift me up, consume my darkness

When the midnight disappears

I will walk out of the darkness

And I'll walk into the light

And I'll sing the song of ages

And the dawn will end the night

I'm a dweller on the threshold

And I'm waiting at the door

And I'm standing in the darkness

I don't want to wait no more

I'm a dweller on the threshold

And I cross some burning ground

And I'll go down to the water

Let the great illusion drown

I'm a dweller on the threshold

And I'm waiting at the door

And I'm standing in the darkness

I don't want to wait no more

I'm a dweller on the threshold

Dweller on the threshold

I'm a dweller on the threshold

I'm a dweller on the threshold

Dweller on the threshold

Dweller on the threshold

Dweller on the threshold

The album sleeve states that the lyrics on this song and part of "Aryan Mist" were inspired by the 1950 publication, Glamour —A World Problem by Alice Bailey and the Tibetan master, Djwal Khul, as described in Van Morrison's liner notes for the album.

According to the teachings of Bailey, there are a series of what she calls "glamours" which are mental illusions creating a fog that veils the spiritual wanderer from seeing the world as it truly is. He becomes illuminated as a "dweller on the threshold" when the "Angel of Presence" purifies the soul with light.

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# Plantago lanceolata - Spitzwegerich - ribwort plantain - wild plant

One of the strange ironies of the Canadian Rockies lies in the naming of one of the most, if not THE most gorgeous lakes in the Canadian Rockies. "Maligne" in French can translate to "devilish", "malicious" and "diabolical", or maybe even "wicked." It can also translate to "keen" or "sharp", but that's not what the men who gave the nearby river its name were intending. It seems that the French fur traders had such a hard time navigating the nearby river that they named it "Maligne" in disgust, before seeing the glorious lake ahead.

Regardless, the name stuck. As I was sifting through my shots from our trip, this one in particular seemed to capture the spirit of the name of the lake as this "ghost busters" sky rolled in while we were waiting to board the boat to Spirit Island. It was almost as if you would expect to see the face of Voldemort coming out of those clouds at any moment.

Shortly after taking this shot, we were headed toward that last patch of blue as we motored our way across the lake toward Spirit Island. Before we left though, I took one last look at this sky and it wasn't hard to believe that there were days when this lake could easily be perceived as "wicked."

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Saint Mary’s Cathedral is located in the historic center of Photi. In particular : В in today’s Central Park. This location of the building was chosen because of the rays perceived from the street.

Photi is a city, which was built according to a plan. 12 squares were joining the central street (twelve Apostles sign) and the ray sign was created. The most important event in the history of Photi was the building of Guria– Samegrelo eparchy’s cathedral in 1906-1907 years, In which’s construction, great contribution belongs to Niko Nikoladze.

The project was created by A.Zelenko. The project is the reduced analog of Constantinople’s Hagia Sofia. Later, after that, R. Marpeld made some corrections in project, the project was approved. The church was entertained to hold 2000 prayers. The construction of the church was tasked to “Black Sea Building Society”. The construction began in 6 July, 1906 and finished in September, 1907. It lasted for 1 year and 3 months. It was opened on 14 September “Jvartamagleba” holiday. The church’s foundation was blessed, by Guria-Samegrelo bishop, Giorgi.

On 22 May, 1907 the cross was erected on the dome of the church. Soviet government, turned the cathedral into theatre. In 2005, by the prayer-blessing of Catholicos-Patriarch of Georgia, the cathedral returned to the Photi patriarchate ownage.

The beauty of real infrared is that is changes not only the way we perceive the light, but also the perspective as well. This makes the object in some cases look further away than it is. Just perfect for a composition that wants to take you up into the heights. Everything feels so soft you almost want to lie down in those meadows in the foreground. The effect here is more like a delicate pencil sketch.

Taken in our garden earlier this spring...

The tulip is a perennial, bulbous plant with showy flowers in the genus Tulipa, of which around 75 wild species are currently accepted and which belongs to the family Liliaceae.

The genus's native range extends west to the Iberian Peninsula, through North Africa to Greece, the Balkans, Turkey, throughout the Levant (Syria, Israel, Palestine, Lebanon, Jordan) and Iran, North to Ukraine, southern Siberia and Mongolia, and east to the Northwest of China. The tulip's centre of diversity is in the Pamir, Hindu Kush, and Tien Shan mountains. It is a typical element of steppe and winter-rain Mediterranean vegetation. A number of species and many hybrid cultivars are grown in gardens, as potted plants, or as cut flowers.

Tulips are spring-blooming perennials that grow from bulbs. Depending on the species, tulip plants can be between 4 inches (10 cm) and 28 inches (71 cm) high. The tulip's large flowers usually bloom on scapes with leaves in a rosette at ground level and a single flowering stalk arising from amongst the leaves.Tulip stems have few leaves. Larger species tend to have multiple leaves. Plants typically have two to six leaves, some species up to 12. The tulip's leaf is strap-shaped, with a waxy coating, and the leaves are alternately arranged on the stem; these fleshy blades are often bluish green in color. Most tulips produce only one flower per stem, but a few species bear multiple flowers on their scapes (e.g. Tulipa turkestanica). The generally cup or star-shaped tulip flower has three petals and three sepals, which are often termed tepals because they are nearly identical. These six tepals are often marked on the interior surface near the bases with darker colorings. Tulip flowers come in a wide variety of colors, except pure blue (several tulips with "blue" in the name have a faint violet hue).

The flowers have six distinct, basifixed stamens with filaments shorter than the tepals. Each stigma has three distinct lobes, and the ovaries are superior, with three chambers. The tulip's seed is a capsule with a leathery covering and an ellipsoid to globe shape. Each capsule contains numerous flat, disc-shaped seeds in two rows per chamber. These light to dark brown seeds have very thin seed coats and endosperm that does not normally fill the entire seed.

Etymology

The word tulip, first mentioned in western Europe in or around 1554 and seemingly derived from the "Turkish Letters" of diplomat Ogier Ghiselin de Busbecq, first appeared in English as tulipa or tulipant, entering the language by way of French: tulipe and its obsolete form tulipan or by way of Modern Latin tulīpa, from Ottoman Turkish tülbend ("muslin" or "gauze"), and may be ultimately derived from the Persian: دلبند‎ delband ("Turban"), this name being applied because of a perceived resemblance of the shape of a tulip flower to that of a turban. This may have been due to a translation error in early times, when it was fashionable in the Ottoman Empire to wear tulips on turbans. The translator possibly confused the flower for the turban.

Tulips are called laleh (from Persian لاله, lâleh) in Persian, Turkish, Arabic, and Bulgarian. In Arabic letters, "laleh" is written with the same letters as Allah, which is why the flower became a holy symbol. It was also associated with the House of Osman, resulting in tulips being widely used in decorative motifs on tiles, mosques, fabrics, crockery, etc. in the Ottoman Empire

Cultivation

Tulip cultivars have usually several species in their direct background, but most have been derived from Tulipa suaveolens, often erroneously listed as Tulipa schrenkii. Tulipa gesneriana is in itself an early hybrid of complex origin and is probably not the same taxon as was described by Conrad Gesner in the 16th century.

Tulips are indigenous to mountainous areas with temperate climates and need a period of cool dormancy, known as vernalization. They thrive in climates with long, cool springs and dry summers. Tulip bulbs imported to warm-winter areas of are often planted in autumn to be treated as annuals.

Tulip bulbs are typically planted around late summer and fall, in well-drained soils, normally from 4 to 8 inches (10 to 20 cm) deep, depending on the type. Species tulips are normally planted deeper.

Propagation

Tulips can be propagated through bulb offsets, seeds or micropropagation. Offsets and tissue culture methods are means of asexual propagation for producing genetic clones of the parent plant, which maintains cultivar genetic integrity. Seeds are most often used to propagate species and subspecies or to create new hybrids. Many tulip species can cross-pollinate with each other, and when wild tulip populations overlap geographically with other tulip species or subspecies, they often hybridize and create mixed populations. Most commercial tulip cultivars are complex hybrids, and often sterile.

Offsets require a year or more of growth before plants are large enough to flower. Tulips grown from seeds often need five to eight years before plants are of flowering size. Commercial growers usually harvest the tulip bulbs in late summer and grade them into sizes; bulbs large enough to flower are sorted and sold, while smaller bulbs are sorted into sizes and replanted for sale in the future. The Netherlands are the world's main producer of commercial tulip plants, producing as many as 3 billion bulbs annually, the majority for export.

For further information please visit en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tulip

Suprematism is an early twentieth-century art movement focused on the fundamentals of geometry (circles, squares, rectangles, triangles). The term refers to a form of abstract art based upon "the supremacy of pure artistic expression" rather than on a visual or literal depiction of objects. It is entirely subjective and gives room to the artist to present what they think or perceive versus what they may see.

“I will go wash; And when my face is fair, you shall perceive Whether I blush or no.” ~ William Shakespeare

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Enero

percibir los movimientos...

January

To perceive the movements...

Lisbon, 2023

[PT] Entre ruas, sombras e ficções

Contemplo ruas, pessoas e pedras, entre ficções e esquecimentos, inspirado no poeta, talvez, percebo as sombras dos gestos de outros, a poesia do crepúsculo, um desassossego.

“...todos somos igualmente derivados de não sei quê, sombras de gestos feitos por outrem, efeitos encarnados, consequências que sentem.” (Fernando Pessoa, Livro do Desassossego, v.164)

[ES] Entre calles, sombras y ficciones

Contemplo calles, personas y piedras, entre ficciones y olvidos, inspirado en el poeta, quizás, percibo las sombras de los gestos de otros, la poesía del crepúsculo, una inquietud.

“...todos somos igualmente derivados de no sé qué, sombras de gestos hechos por otra persona, efectos encarnados, consecuencias que sienten.” (Fernando Pessoa, Libro del desasosiego, v.164)

[ENG] Between streets, shadows and fictions

I contemplate streets, people and stones, between fictions and oblivion, inspired by the poet, perhaps, I perceive the shadows of the gestures of others, the poetry of twilight, a restlessness.

“...we are all equally derived from I don't know what, shadows of gestures made by someone else, embodied effects, consequences they feel.” (Fernando Pessoa, Book of Disquiet, v.164)

(n.) *Look

1. the act of directing the eyes toward something and perceiving it visually.

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En la retina están las células visuales, por lo que se puede comparar a una película fotosensible. La luz, es decir, la imagen que percibimos, se transforma allí en impulsos eléctricos que el nervio óptico transmite al cerebro. Los nervios ópticos de la zona nasal de ambos ojos se entrecruzan antes de entrar en el encéfalo, formando el quiasma óptico, en cambio la zona temporal no se cruza, dejando en un lado del cerebro el sector nasal de un ojo y el temporal del otro. Luego se prolongan por las vías visuales hacia la zona media del cerebro y atravesando el tejido cerebral, alcanzan los centros visuales de los lóbulos occipitales. Se ignora que ocurre con exactitud después, pero los impulsos eléctricos se transforman en imágenes. La imagen llega invertida y deforme por las irregularidades del ojo a la retina, pero el cerebro la rectifica y podemos percibirla en su posición original.

In retinal cells are visual, so it can be compared to a photosensitive film. Light, ie, the image we perceive, it is transformed into electrical impulses that the optic nerve transmits to the brain. The optic nerves of the nasal area of both eyes cross before entering the brain, forming the optic chiasm, while the zone is not crossed, leaving on one side of the brain of an eye, nose and other temporary . After extending the visual pathways to the middle area of the brain through the brain tissue, reach the visual centers of the occipital lobes. It is not known exactly happens after, but the electrical impulses are converted into images. The inverted image comes and deformed by irregularities of the eye to the retina, but the brain can perceive it and correcting its original position.

Suprematism is an early twentieth-century art movement focused on the fundamentals of geometry (circles, squares, rectangles, triangles). The term refers to a form of abstract art based upon "the supremacy of pure artistic expression" rather than on a visual or literal depiction of objects. It is entirely subjective and gives room to the artist to present what they think or perceive versus what they may see.

...One Receives Far More than He Seeks

- John Muir

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Found this Fawn during a 2020 Road Trip to Colorado.

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Spotted white-tailed deer fawns offer one of the most appealing sights in nature. Fawns typically appear walking closely to their protective mother or bounding across a field with seemingly unlimited energy. However, in May and June many fawns are found curled up in the field or forest alone, with no vigilant doe in sight. Is this an orphaned fawn? Almost never!

White-tailed deer mate in the fall (October – December). The male deer (buck) plays no role in raising fawns. After the female deer (doe) gives birth to one or two fawns and nurses them, she leads them into secluded habitat within her familiar home range. Twin fawns can be separated by up to 200 feet. The doe then leaves them alone for extended periods of time. The doe returns periodically to nurse them and to relocate them to new secluded habitat. This pattern will continue for up to 3 weeks. By this time the fawns are mature enough to keep up with their mother and able to race out of real or perceived danger.

(Nikon, 80-400/5.6 @ 400 mm, 1/1250 @ f/6.3, ISO 900, processed to taste)

Practically speaking, we ritually verify what is there, and are disposed to call it reality. But, with photographs, we have concrete proof that we have not been hallucinating all our lives :-)

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«Intent is the pervasive force that causes us to perceive. We do not become aware because we perceive; rather, we perceive as a result of the pressure and intrusion of intent.»

THE POWER OF SILENCE By Carlos Castaneda

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A few nights back I was in a right cranky mood and so decided to head out with the camera, also which was upon the strong advice from my partner! ;) I happened upon this little industrial place, the same spot near enough where I shot my last spider.

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It was a nightmare trying to get the focus and I'd forgotten my torch and also didn't have a laser pointer to hand. Be not fooled by the light here, it was really dark. Kinda reminded of what a psychologist I knew once said: "What is more truthful in the dark, what your eyes perceive or the technologies point of view?!"

Still, I think this worked out OK. Another weekend is here, enjoy and so as always, thank you! :)

'Feel Mindfulness Colored'

Can you see them, the wonderful colors of this world? Can you feel it, the liveliness of the colorful splendor? Do you take them true nature in perfect harmony?

We humans can only perceive in the outside, what lives in ourselves! If you can perceive in nature what is here and now and is true, then you feel it also in you and do not want to run away anymore, do not have to deal with things anymore, then just be, here and now! ;-)

Have a wonderful spring!!

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The Rotspitze is waiting, with his heavy load of ancient ice and fresh snow. He stares at us through the crowning clouds like a grim deity from ages past, shrouded in mystery - perhaps wondering what on earth we are doing here...

Here I am, my friends, with a new picture - however a re-edit of an old one. I have always known that I would have re-edited this shot, and the time is come. No time to go around shooting, not even at the precious, secret time of sunrise. We are quite busy in the process of getting a new house in a new town... A great chance for our family. So I have allowed myself returning to this shot - one of my very earliest HDR processing - with new techniques: luminosity masks and Nik Color Efex 4. I love the colour version I have obtained, but from start I was thinking about a monochrome to try conveying a feeling of primeval power and the majesty of the mountain as they could have been perceived by some ancient dweller of the region, thinking that the mountain is a mighty deity.

and to perceive. A camera looks. A mind sees. A heart perceives :-)

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Light is my inspiration. My photographic images search for dimensions that words cannot touch-- the result of intense responses to personal experiences. I do not wish to "record," but rather to touch upon the illusive meanings which I perceive and try to comprehend in this limitless universe. -Ruth Bernhard, "Collection of Ginny Williams" by Ruth Bernhard , ISBN: 1881138046

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Madrid, España, 2023

[PT] Entre ruas, sombras e ficções

Contemplo ruas, pessoas e pedras, entre ficções e esquecimentos, inspirado no poeta, talvez, percebo as sombras dos gestos de outros, a poesia do crepúsculo, um desassossego.

“...todos somos igualmente derivados de não sei quê, sombras de gestos feitos por outrem, efeitos encarnados, consequências que sentem.” (Fernando Pessoa, Livro do Desassossego, v.164)

[ES] Entre calles, sombras y ficciones

Contemplo calles, personas y piedras, entre ficciones y olvidos, inspirado en el poeta, quizás, percibo las sombras de los gestos de otros, la poesía del crepúsculo, una inquietud.

“...todos somos igualmente derivados de no sé qué, sombras de gestos hechos por otra persona, efectos encarnados, consecuencias que sienten.” (Fernando Pessoa, Libro del desasosiego, v.164)

[ENG] Between streets, shadows and fictions

I contemplate streets, people and stones, between fictions and oblivion, inspired by the poet, perhaps, I perceive the shadows of the gestures of others, the poetry of twilight, a restlessness.

“...we are all equally derived from I don't know what, shadows of gestures made by someone else, embodied effects, consequences they feel.” (Fernando Pessoa, Book of Disquiet, v.164)

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Depicting a child innocently playing with his model aeroplane whilst war ravages a city. His mother frantically beckons him downstairs, to a perceived safer place.

New Christian Song 2018 "The Incarnate God Leads Mankind Into a New Era"

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The incarnate God, He brings to an end the age when only Jehovah's back was seen. He also concludes the age of belief when in vagueness God was perceived. The work of the last incarnate God brings man to a more practical age. The work He does brings all mankind to a more pleasant and realistic time. He ends the age of vagueness, He concludes the age when man wished to seek God's face but was unable to back then. He ends man's service to Satan, to a new age man is led. All this is achieved by the work of God in the flesh, instead of God's Spirit alone.

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He not only ends the age of law and doctrine, He shows man a God who is real, a God who is normal, righteous and holy, who unlocks the management plan, who demonstrates the mysteries, the destination of mankind, who made man and ends the management work, who has been hidden for thousands of years. He ends the age of vagueness, He concludes the age when man wished to seek God's face but was unable to back then. He ends man's service to Satan, to a new age man is led. All this is achieved by the work of God in the flesh. Oh, He ends the age of vagueness, He concludes the age when man wished to seek God's face but was unable to back then. He ends man's service to Satan, to a new age man is led. All this is achieved by the work of God in the flesh. All this is achieved by the work of God in the flesh, instead of God's Spirit alone.

from "Corrupt Mankind Is More in Need of the Salvation of God Become Flesh" in The Word Appears in the Flesh

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I had been banished from heaven and sent to the mortal world where darkness also dwelt, my worst fear until I met him, I could never see him but his voice captivated me and I was sure to follow him to the depths of the underworld even I was ready to receive the same wounds he had, because for me, he had a brightness and a light that no one could perceive even him.

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It's an idea that I've wanted to express for a long time, and I was finally able to do it with what I feel inside me. I worked hard to make it look beautiful, so I hope you can appreciate it.

Did you know that red is the first color that humans perceive, after black and white? It's the color that babies see first before any other, and the first that those suffering from temporary color blindness after a brain injury start to see again. Red is the most powerful color amongst all. It has a tendency to stimulate mind and attract attention.

Suprematism is an early twentieth-century art movement focused on the fundamentals of geometry (circles, squares, rectangles, triangles). The term refers to a form of abstract art based upon "the supremacy of pure artistic expression" rather than on a visual or literal depiction of objects. It is entirely subjective and gives room to the artist to present what they think or perceive versus what they may see.

One day last winter, while I was admiring the sunny , snowed garden , I suddenly perceive a huge flying presence with open large wings …landing majestically in the middle of our garden, close to our pond !!!!!!!! And I rushed to pick up my camera!!!

Herons are really an impressive visit in our garden, having in their mind to have a great meal on my beloved red fish, about 30 of them at the moment!! But, of course, I let them stay as long as they serve as a great …model for me….And then, I create a light noise, and immediately those huge wings open again, and they fly away…

This time the occasion was very positive for shooting, thanks to the great sunlight, shadows, and colors of the winter garden!!

For a crowd is not company, and faces are but a gallery of pictures, and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love. ~Francis Bacon

This is how my mind perceived the scene before me, but the camera wasn't exactly seeing it my way! It's funny how the human eye can discern so much more color and light. Perhaps it's just the brilliance of memory or even wishful thinking, but I will always remember this scene this way.

My eye is driving me a little nuts tonight, so I probably won't be on too much tomorrow. I'm working extra time this week anyway, so I'll pop in as I can. I hope everyone has a terrific Monday!

L’histoire de la Draye Blanche

La grotte de la Draye Blanche est située sur la commune de la Chapelle en Vercors, en bordure de forêt au sud de ce gigantesque massif calcaire. Elle fût découverte en 1918 par un homme hors du commun : Fabien Rey. Surnommé « Marseille », Fabien Rey, de par son mode de vie et son caractère particulier, s’était écarté de la vie du village de La Chapelle. Plutôt solitaire, il vivait en marge du bourg dans une cahute minuscule, avec comme seule compagnie une trentaine de chiens, parfois plus. Mais la grande passion de Marseille, c’était la Nature : il la connaissait bien pour la côtoyer tous les jours et l’appréciait tout autant, pour s’en nourrir en toute autarcie. Un jour qu’il braconnait, un de ses chiens vint à chuter au fond d’un scialet (nom donné aux gouffres dans le Vercors). Marseille, peu craintif, descendit alors à sa recherche dans la cavité à l’aide d’une simple corde. Il s’aperçut alors que le gouffre donnait sur une galerie : aussi tôt après avoir remonté son chien, Marseille redescendit pour l’explorer avec pour tout équipement une bougie. il fut émerveillé par ce qu’il avait découvert…

L’aménagement du puits et la mise en lumière de la grotte furent achevés août 1970. Et Fabien Rey, alors octogénaire, ne put cacher son émotion, quand pour la première fois il vit sa grotte complètement illuminée. Il pouvait enfin prendre la mesure de cette immense cavité (100 mètres sur 30) et de ses milliers de magnifiques stalactites, qu’il n’avait pu admirer qu’à la lueur vacillante de bougies.

www.drayeblanche.com/visite-grotte-vercors/

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History of the cave

The cave of Draye Blanche is located on La Chapelle-en-Vercors, near the forest south of the gigantic limestone massif. It was discovered in 1918 by an extraordinary man: Fabien Rey, nicknamed "Marseille". Fabien Rey, through its lifestyle and its unique character, had departed from the life of the village of La Chapelle. Rather solitary, he lived on the fringes of the village in a tiny hut, as the only company with thirty dogs, sometimes more. But the great passion of Marseille was nature: he paced dayly into nature and appreciated in complete autarky. One day he poached, one of his dogs came to the bottom of a drop scialet (name given to sinkholes in the Vercors). Marseille, little apprehensive, went down to his research into the cavity using a simple rope. He then perceived that the gulf overlooked a gallery: as soon after ascending the dog, Marseille went down to explore it with for any equipment a candle. He was amazed by what he had discovered ...

Equipment of the well and the lighting of the cave was completed in August 1970. Fabien Rey, then octogenarian could not hide his emotion when he first saw her completely illuminated cave. He could finally take the measure of this immense cavity (100 by 30 meters) and its thousands of stalactites, that he could only admire the flickering light of candles.

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www.drayeblanche.com/visite-grotte-vercors/

Seven nights tonight in the secret grin of your shadow, with a snake in the head, your skewed shoulders, exhausted and wholly dealt with by the power of the basic perceived object: a perceptual act, the acquisition of a skill, a physiological system. I take the gun in my hand and run my fingers down on the smooth cheap steel. I point it at your skull. A middleman waiting for corporate crossovers, a pattern, a form, a new order: the element’s existence not preceding the whole, neither before nor after it. The pieces take on a sense when assembled; in isolation pieces mean nothing. You disappear, cease to exist. The alarm clock is set on yesterday. D.O.A, blood spilled over the trailing lights, the smell of freight and distant fingers. Soap bubbles of withdrawal crossed by a thousand nights. Burial in the cemetery of your bed, gone away: you can look any place. No good. No Bueno. A blanking die cuts the sheets of cardboard along identical lines, every time. It does not matter what the initial conditions are, it’s not the painter’s technique but the greater or lesser subtlety of the way it has been cut, the plausibility of a resulting combination. One by one, one knuckle at the time, one last word at the time. One of the injured. Move a fin and the world turns. I take the gun in my hand and run my fingers down on the smooth cheap steel. I point it at your skull.

note: the text is mine.

Canon EOS 7D, EF 70-300mm L, ƒ/10.0 1/1250

At Burgers' Zoo in the Netherlands the small claw otters (Dutch: Kleinklauwotters) stay in the Asian part of the Bush . Who runs along their stay, will often perceive the typical musky smell of these animals.

The oriental small-clawed otter (Amblonyx cinerea), also known as the Asian small-clawed otter, is the smallest otter species in the world, weighing less than 5 kg. It lives in mangrove swamps and freshwater wetlands of Bangladesh, Burma, India, southern China, Laos, Malaysia, Indonesia, Singapore, the Philippines, Thailand, and Vietnam. Its paws are a distinctive feature, its claws not extending beyond the fleshy end pads of its partially webbed fingers and toes. This gives it a high degree of manual dexterity so that it can use its paws to feed on molluscs, crabs and other small aquatic animals.

Please see here more animals from Burgers Zoo.

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Interesanti facts about the New College

www.ed.ac.uk/divinity/about/history/new-college

The foundation of New College was the product of the zeal that arose from religious conflict.

New College was founded as the theological college of the Free Church of Scotland. It opened for classes in Edinburgh’s New Town on 1 November 1843 before moving to the Mound soon after. Rev Dr Thomas Chalmers laid the foundation stone for the current building on 3 June 1846*.

The Free Church had left the Church of Scotland at the Disruption of 1843. The Disruption was a time of division, when over a third of the ministers and perhaps half the lay membership left the established Church of Scotland in protest against what they perceived as state efforts to undermine the Church's spiritual independence and integrity.

Against all odds, the outgoing clergy and laity formed the Free Church of Scotland as a new national Church, free from state connection and acknowledging only the headship of Christ. Amid the idealism and fervour aroused by the Disruption, the struggling Free Church founded New College as an institution for educating not simply a learned ministry, but a new Scottish Christian leadership.

The hope was that these new leaders would guide the nation through a new Reformation, reassert the spiritual independence of the Church, and elevate the religious and moral conditions of the Scottish people.

For a time, New College was envisaged as a free university, a citadel of conscience which would stand against the system of patronage and privilege that for centuries had enabled the Crown and members of the gentry and aristocracy to dominate the religious and intellectual life of the nation.

In 1935, New College was merged with the Faculty (now the School) of Divinity in the University of Edinburgh, following the reunion of the Church of Scotland and United Free Church in 1929.

Theology had been studied at the University since its earliest days.

Theology at the University since 1583

The University of Edinburgh was, at its founding in 1583, largely a theological college for the training of clergy in the Church of Scotland. The first Principal of the University, Robert Rollock (c.1545-1599), was appointed Principal in 1583 and became Professor of Theology from 1587. The first endowed professorship in the University was the Professorship of Divinity (1620). This was followed by the Professorship of Hebrew and Oriental Languages (1642) and the Professorship of Ecclesiastical History (1694).

New College today

Today New College is two things. It is the place in Edinburgh where the Church of Scotland trains its ministerial candidates, and the name of the building which houses both that training college and the University’s School of Divinity.

The School of Divinity offers broader academic study across a wide range of religious beliefs, ancient and modern, with no expectation that staff hold any particular faith perspective.

Frozen garden statues stare

Blankly into nothingness

Eyes that see all but do not

Perceive anything.

I am frozen, cold as ice,

All of me is blank and numb.

I have eyes that see as well,

I'm just a statue.

Pareidolia is a psychological phenomenon in which the mind responds to a stimulus (an image or a sound) by perceiving a familiar pattern where none exists. (Wikipedia) The Man in the Moon would be a good example.

Madrid, España, 2023

[PT] Entre ruas, sombras e ficções

Contemplo ruas, pessoas e pedras, entre ficções e esquecimentos, inspirado no poeta, talvez, percebo as sombras dos gestos de outros, a poesia do crepúsculo, um desassossego.

“...todos somos igualmente derivados de não sei quê, sombras de gestos feitos por outrem, efeitos encarnados, consequências que sentem.” (Fernando Pessoa, Livro do Desassossego, v.164)

[ES] Entre calles, sombras y ficciones

Contemplo calles, personas y piedras, entre ficciones y olvidos, inspirado en el poeta, quizás, percibo las sombras de los gestos de otros, la poesía del crepúsculo, una inquietud.

“...todos somos igualmente derivados de no sé qué, sombras de gestos hechos por otra persona, efectos encarnados, consecuencias que sienten.” (Fernando Pessoa, Libro del desasosiego, v.164)

[ENG] Between streets, shadows and fictions

I contemplate streets, people and stones, between fictions and oblivion, inspired by the poet, perhaps, I perceive the shadows of the gestures of others, the poetry of twilight, a restlessness.

“...we are all equally derived from I don't know what, shadows of gestures made by someone else, embodied effects, consequences they feel.” (Fernando Pessoa, Book of Disquiet, v.164)

Chiltern Railways 'Cat' 68010 'Oxford Flyer' pushes away from Leamington Spa station with the 12.55pm Birmingham Moor Street - London Marylebone express (1H45).

I love the GWR station name-board here. All credit to the Western Region arm of British Rail for not replacing it with a more corporate-style offering in the 1970s rush to do away with as many vestiges of the perceived 'old railway' as possible - sadly, you can probably count on the fingers of one hand the number of LMR red station name-boards still knocking around.

And just as much credit to the volunteers who do a great job of looking after the flowers and garden here - the lavatera, especially, came in quite handy.

1.26pm, 6th June 2017

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Forgive my translation:

Like digging with your bare hands in the earth

to feel the blood mingling with the rain

Cauterize wounds

living for the only sense it has

Like swimming in a frozen ocean

to feel the heart explodes in your chest

Living to imagine

to perceive the only sense it has

But I let things pass and graze me

because I m not able to understand them still

I let things pass and graze me

because I m not able to understand them still

I let things pass and graze me

Be weak in a vertical sea

feel how much the risks might increase

and hate to feel alive

to perceive the only sense it has

And suddenly back primitive

be comedians and back primitive

and drink the blood of the enemy

just to taste the diversity

I let things pass and graze me

I let things pass and graze me

and I let things pass and graze themself

I let things pass and graze me

because I'm not able to understand them

I let things pass and graze me

because they graze me

I let things pass and graze themself

without touching

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I’ve been quiet for the most part (at least publicly) regarding the upheavals I’ve experienced over the last few months. Well, the truth is I’m not feeling too great. As time goes on, it does get easier. But today I’m not feeling quite okay. And it’s okay to not be okay.

The holidays are coming soon. There are so many people hurting right now. We’re all told by well-meaning people “you’ll be fine.” Or “you just need to get over it.” We say those things to ourselves too. In our society, everyone is in a rush to move forward, to be okay, to stuff down emotions and get over things. Well, I propose we make a new social norm: let’s be transparent. If you’re sad, be sad. Don’t let weird social constructs make you hide and say “I’m fine, thank you” while your heart is bleeding. You and your feelings, no matter what they are, are worthwhile. And so are mine.

It’s okay to not be okay.

In Taoism, a belief system I’ve studied for many years with Winnie the Pooh, says “through working in harmony with life's circumstances, Taoist understanding changes what others may perceive as negative into something positive.” In other words, feeling your feelings can be a positive thing. When someone has a broken heart, I often say to remember that pain is a part of life. It’s part of our own hero journey. And experiencing our emotions means you are living your life. There is always something to learn about yourself from a broken heart too. In the sage words of Daoshi Pooh, “How lucky am I to have had a friend that makes saying goodbye so hard.”

So, I say wallow, scream, cry, cuss, and embrace your sadness. Feel it. It’s important. And then — when you’re ready and not before — accept the lesson that comes with experience. Try not to lose faith in people. And if your emotions are overwhelming, please believe me that there is no shame in asking for help. If you feel weird about getting help, shoot me an IM. I can’t say I will know how to make you feel better, but we can compare heartbreak stories!

And, unless you want to be, don’t be alone this holiday season. There are literally millions and millions and millions of totally normal people just like you in the SAME situation as you who are having a lousy year. Someone may be hopefully waiting for someone like you to say hello to them. Again, quoting Winnie the Pooh, perhaps a “grand adventure is about to begin!’

And please remember, Life is worth living. We never know how the movie’s going to end. And if you turn off the TV too soon, you’ll never know if the butler did it!

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Una pianta di Lavanda, diverse farfalle venivano alla lavanda molto attratte dal profumo !

Io ero pronta con la fotocamera a una certa distanza, senza far nessun rumore, per poterle fotografare, però loro ... non so come ... ma sapevano che io ero lì, che se si spostavano, mi spostavo un pò con la fotocamera, e diverse volavano via.

Ma questa farfalla, non credo di sbagliarmi: mi vedeva eppure se ne stava lì ferma, mi spostavo un pò per riprenderla, e ancora se ne stava lì ferma .... le ho scattato diverse foto, da angolature diverse, lei sembrava mettersi in posa: si girava solo un pò ... alla fine quando avevo scattato diverse foto, mi sono avvicinata con la sensazione di poter farla volare sulla mano.

La farfalla sembrava percepire quello che pensavo, è volata via ma dopo poco è tornata e si è posata poco distante da me !

Mi sono chiesta : ma cosa stava succedendo, questa farfalla mi è amica ? Io avevo fatto come un'amicizia con lei.

Non volevo che volasse via , volevo rimanere lì a guardarla.

E così è stato !

Sono tornata il giorno dopo per poterla rivedere, ho aspettato, ma questa farfalla non l'ho più vista !

Mi rimane la sua foto per ricordo !

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A Lavender plant, several butterflies came to lavender very attracted from the scent!

I was ready with the camera at a distance, without making any noise, to photograph them, but they ... I do not know how ... but they knew I was there, that if they moved, I moved a bit with the camera , And several flew away.

But this butterfly, I do not think I'm wrong: she saw me and yet she stood there, I moved a bit to a position for taking photo to her , and still she stood there ... I took her several pictures from different angles, she seemed to get in posing: she turned a little ... at the end after I took several pictures, I went nearby with the feeling that she could fly on my hand.

The butterfly seemed to perceive what I was thinking, flew away but after a while it came back and set itself apart from me!

I wondered: but what was going on, this butterfly is my friend? I had made a friendship with her.

I did not want her to leave, I wanted to stay there looking at her.

And so it was!

I went back the next day to be able to review it, I waited, but this butterfly I did not see it anymore!

I keep her picture to remember!