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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.
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.
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! :)
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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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.
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.
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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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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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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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 on the supremacy of pure artistic expression rather than on a visual or literal depiction of objects. It is entirely subjective and gives room for the artist to present what they think or perceive versus what they may see.
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)
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.
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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.
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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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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!
Shamanism is a practice that involves a practitioner reaching altered states of consciousness in order to perceive and interact with what they believe to be a spirit world and channel these transcendental energies into this world.
I myself have written books about this.
[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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Pillboxes are concrete dug-in guard posts, normally equipped with loopholes through which to fire weapons. The originally jocular name arose from their perceived similarity to the cylindrical and hexagonal boxes in which medical pills were once sold.
Mass is likely just an illusion of energy held in the Higgs field.
Energy particles only seem to actually "exist" in one place when observed.
The passage of time itself may just be observed by the human brain and all time backward and forward may be omnipresent.
The Universe seems to be just a grid of interacting quantum fields. ...and even our Universe itself may just be another entity's simulation.
Theoretical physics, spiritualism, studies of the brain, philosophy... they may all lead us back to the same answer. We're a field. And our consciousness to perceive this "reality", although beautiful in its own right, may just be a perception of the brain until we re-enter the overall field. The oneness.
I'm not trying to state any religious views or remark on anyone else's belief systems. I wish everyone well with their beliefs and hope everyone is right! Please take nothing I say in a wrong way. I'm on vacation today and just doing some thinking. ...or at least that's what I perceive!
Now I'm going to get ready to take a nature hike with some of my family today and have some fun! Have a great day!
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El tren (S599) circula en sentido hacia Sagunto. A pesar de estar situados en la parte externa de la curva se percibe la parte delantera del tren. Su próxima parada es en el apeadero de Algimia Ciudad.
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Renfe medium distance train (Zaragoza Miraflores-->Valencia) passing through ALGIMIA DE ALFARA (Valencia)
The train is running towards Sagunto. Despite being located on the outside of the curve we can perceive the two ends of the train. Its next stop is at Algimia Ciudad halt.
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.
That feeling that you don't have breathing room event when you are looking around and you do perceive that you have head room but still you not sure what is making you feel this way.
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Y mientras esperas que el tiempo cambie las cosas , la única que cambia eres tu.
Aunque no lo percibas , aunque no lo imagines, aún sin proponertelo....
Has cambiado !!
Y cuando eres otra lo que menos importa son los cambios de las cosas.
And while you wait for time to change things, the only one who changes is you.
Even if you don't perceive it, even if you don't imagine it, even without proposing it ...
You have changed !!
And when you are someone else, what matters less are the changes in things.
sacado de la red
limited by its accommodation, had hitherto been quite unable to perceive.
Otto Steinert
Peace Now!
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Santa Catalina Monastery (Arequipa- Perù) 20221121
The Monastery of Santa Catalina de Siena is a large monastery of the Dominican Second Order, located in Arequipa, Peru.
This is part of the UNESCO World Heritage Site "Historical Centre of the City of Arequipa".
The charm of this citadel lies in the solidity and plasticity of its volumes, and the beauty that master builders achieved in the architecture of these enclosures through solutions such as flying buttresses or the construction of strong arches based on pillars.
In the interiors, domes and vaulted ceilings greatly expand the space and add to the sense of strength of the buildings. Likewise, especially in the area of the alleys, the intervention of masons who, lacking a proper architectural design, were raising walls, roofs, cells, patios and portals of a simple approach is perceived.
The current building houses splendid pieces of art, such as a Baroque altar of carved and gilt wood, with one body and three lanes, which adorns the chapel, and several paintings from the Cusco School.
Due to the constant earthquakes that affected the monastery, the families of the nuns chose to build unique and private cells for each one of them. What caused there to be ordered sectors and in the absence of a plan others with a notorious disorder. For almost two centuries during the colony, the cloisters and cells of the monastery have undergone various modifications, additions and new constructions that have made Santa Catalina a counter on a human scale of Arequipa's colonial architecture.
Source: Wikipedia.
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El tren (S599) circula en sentido hacia Sagunto.
Lo ideal es situar siempre el punto de observación en la parte interior de la curva (cóncava) para captar el perfil del tren en toda su longitud. En la zona exterior o convexa es más difícil. Aún así, se percibe la parte final del tren.
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Renfe medium distance train (Zaragoza Miraflores-Valencia) passing through ALGIMIA DE ALFARA (Valencia)
The train is running towards Sagunto. Ideally, we must always place the observation point on the inside of the curve (concave) to capture the profile of the train along its entire length. In the outer (or convex) area it is more difficult. Even so, in this case we can perceive the final part of the train.
See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.
Isaiah 43:19
Nature pond water lake reflection summer autumn grass green gold golden leaves sun sunny sunshine bright light warm sunlight golden hour landscape park peaceful calm
Being a fairly big city, San Francisco has lots of diverse neighborhoods. From the upscale suburbs, to the poor Tenderloin, to China town, Embarcadero and Little Italy. This photo was taken at the corner of Columbus Avenue and Stockton street, right in the heart of the Italian district. Most of the cafes and restaurants can be found right on Columbus Avenue. The smell of freshly ground coffee and pizza is perceived throughout the area. At the right side of the frame at the background you can see probably San Francisco's most recognizable structure (after Golden Gate bridge), The Transamerica Pyramid.
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Gospel Video Songs | 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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... are not really separate things, but they are separate words, and we perceive through words.
― David Rains Wallace
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The steenbok (Raphicerus campestris) is a common small antelope of southern and eastern Africa. It is sometimes known as the steinbuck or steinbok.
At the first sign of trouble, steenbok typically lie low in the vegetation. If a predator or perceived threat comes closer, a steenbok will leap away and follow a zigzag route to try to shake off the pursuer. Escaping steenbok frequently stop to look back, and flight is alternated with prostration during extended pursuit.
They are known to take refuge in the burrows of Aardvarks. Known predators include Southern African wildcat, caracal, jackals, leopard, martial eagle and pythons.
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“Topo”: Hiking off the grid is typically possible using topographical maps. Reading the contour lines helps to determine what routes are possible and areas that might be too steep to navigate. I have always loved looking at these maps, particularly when you can see small lakes and ponds outlined by the contour lines.
This water sculpture is a fusion between a map and a lake. Perhaps it is where your imagination takes you while reading a map. It’s always exciting when you imagine a place based on information given to you and to ultimately discover your perceived vision is a reality.
Created from an Erratic Granite boulder.
Coriander.
The seeds have a lemony citrus flavour when crushed, due to terpenes linalool and pinene. It is described as warm, nutty, spicy, and orange-flavoured.
Different people may perceive the taste of coriander leaves differently. Those who enjoy it say it has a refreshing, lemony or lime-like flavor, while those who dislike it have a strong aversion to its taste and smell, characterizing it as soapy or rotten.
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