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The Greek philosopher Metrodorus.
In the background can be seen the bust of Polemon (Πολέμων), a master of rhetoric, favored by several Roman Emperors.
National Archaeological Museum of Athens. Athens, Greece.
Parian marble. Found in Athens. Metrodorus of Lampsacus in Asia Minor (c. 331 – 278 B.C.) was a pupil and friend of the philosopher Epicurus. The bust is a copy dating from the period of Hadrian (A.D. 117-138) of a Hellenistic original dated probably 280-250 B.C.
Metrodorus of Lampsacus (Μητρόδωρος ο Λαμψακηνός) was one of the four καθηγεμόνες (‘founders’) of Epicureanism, and the most important after Epicurus; Epicurus dedicated to him his Eurylochus and his Metrodorus, besides writing letters to him and mentioning him often in his works. Philodemus, a Greek poet and Epicurean philosopher who did much to spread Epicureanism to Rome, cites Metrodorus as the author of the view that Cynic poverty was to be rejected in favour of a more affluent way of life, although wealth in no way contributes to happiness.
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“It’s not necessary to try to save Greece or to get from her crowns of wisdom; what is needed is to eat and to drink, Timocrates, without harming the belly while we bring it joy”. – Metrodorus’ Epistle to Timocrates.
“As you grow old you are such as I urge you to be, and you have recognized the difference between studying philosophy for yourself and studying it for Greece. I rejoice with you”. – Vatican Saying 76
“Besides, they would not buy for a penny the lot of all the virtues (if they’re) cut off from pleasure”. – Metrodorus’ Epistle to Timocrates.
La place de la bourse à Bordeaux (fait partie du Port de la lune).
Le Port de la Lune est le nom familièrement donné au port de Bordeaux, du fait d'un large méandre en forme de croissant que décrit la Garonne lorsqu'elle passe dans la ville. C'est l'origine du croissant de lune qui figure au bas du blason de la ville.
Depuis le mois de juin 2007, cette partie de la ville de Bordeaux est classée au patrimoine mondial de l'UNESCO.
La rive gauche a été du xvie au xxe siècle le principal site du très actif port de commerce de Bordeaux.
Le Port de la Lune représente un ensemble urbain et architectural exceptionnel (ici la place de la bourse), créé à l’époque des Lumières, dont les valeurs ont perduré jusqu’à la première moitié du XXe siècle. Bordeaux est exceptionnelle au titre de son unité urbaine et architecturale classique et néo-classique, qui n’a connu aucune rupture stylistique pendant plus de deux siècles. Son urbanisme représente le succès des philosophes qui voulaient faire des villes un creuset d’humanisme, d’universalité et de culture.
Bordeaux, Port of the Moon, represents an outstanding urban and architectural ensemble, created in the Age of Enlightenment, whose values have continued up to the first half of the 20th century. Bordeaux is exceptional in the unity of its urban and architectural classical and neo-classical expression, which has not undergone any stylistic rupture over more than two centuries. Its urban form represents the success of philosophers who wanted to make towns into melting pots of humanism, universality and culture.
El Puerto de la Luna es el nombre popular otorgado a la ciudad portuaria de Burdeos, creando por el meandro de un largo estuario marítimo formado por el río Garona creando la forma de un croissant. Este croissant de luna queda reflejado en el escudo de la ciudad.
En junio de 2007 la ciudad de Burdeos y el Puerto de la Luna fueron inscritos en la lista del Patrimonio de la Humanidad por la Unesco.
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We have been and about today looking for suitable Oilseed Rape subject matters and the tower seemed a good place to start.
The folly was built in around 1700, by the 3rd Earl of Shaftesbury who was a noted philosopher. It is thought that he did a lot of his philosophising in this tower, and from this suggestion it has become known as the Philosopher's Tower. We also visited a nearby barn which seems to have become a celebrity on Flickr as I have seen quite a few shots of it after doing a Flickr search and at least one of my contacts photographed it today too!
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Un soir, en allant m'occuper du Monsieur Chat de mon meilleur ami (en attendant son retour donc), le ciel se pare de nombreuses et somptueuses couleurs : des rouges, des oranges, des jaunes, des bleus, des roses... et des violets !
En passant du côté du Lycée Alain, le moment me semble particulièrement adapté à une photo, en passant (justement)...
La circulation aura le bon goût de n'être pas trop envahissante malgré l'heure de pointe qui se termine et cet axe qui est assez passant...
Perched on a wooden rail with its tail curled like a question mark, this squirrel stares into the middle distance, pondering life’s deepest mysteries:
- Where did I bury that acorn?
- Why do humans wear pants?
- Is the fence real, or just a metaphor?
Captured in glorious detail, this furry existentialist radiates the energy of someone who’s about to start a podcast called “Nuts & Thoughts.” The background blurs, the fur pops, and the vibe?
Pure woodland wisdom meets backyard drama.
Some say it’s waiting for a snack. Others believe it’s silently judging your camera settings. But one thing’s for sure, this squirrel didn’t come to play. It came to reflect, reject, and possibly redirect your entire life path.
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my sister's dog, Lula , seems to be contemplating the mysteries of the universe......or maybe she is just wondering why dinner is late :-)))))
happy TGIF :-)
Back from our wonderful visit to Tasmania's west coast wilderness, southern Tarkine and Corinna rain forest.
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Poised on the rocks like it’s pondering the mysteries of the universe—or just wondering where all the fish went—this heron stares into the water with the intensity of a bird deep in thought. Its bluish-gray feathers ripple in the breeze, adding dramatic flair to an already theatrical pose. The little plant beside it? Probably its life coach. The ripples? Just nature’s way of saying, “You’re doing great, sweetie.” This full-color photo captures the quiet comedy of a bird who’s clearly overthinking everything.
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Henry David Thoreau is a famed 19th-century philosopher well-known for his love of nature. The bridge's railings feature quotes by Thoreau. The 134-foot-long footbridge spans the Shepaug River in Washington Depot's Hidden Valley Preserve in Northwestern Connecticut.
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The Gelati Monastery (near Kutaisi) was founded in 1106 by David IV "The Builder", King of Georgia at the time. It remained for a long time one of the main cultural and enlightening centers in old Georgia. It had an Academy which employed the most celebrated Georgian scientists, theologians and philosophers. The Gelati Monastery has preserved a great number of murals and manuscripts dating back to the 12th-17th centuries.
In 1994 the Gelati Monastery was recognized by the Unesco as a World Heritage Site and in 2010 it was inscribed on the list of World heritage in danger.
morning light streamed through the window, sharp and golden, carving shapes in the air. two tables away, a man sat still, the lines on his face deep as stories untold. i asked if i could take his portrait. he chuckled, waved me off. "i’m not a good-looking man," he said. nonsense, i told him. the light wasn’t interested in good looks. it loved character, and he had plenty of it. he let me shoot, the glow falling across his weathered features like a map of a life lived. when i showed him the raw frame on my phone, his lips curled into a smile, faint but real. "not bad," he said. he was right—it wasn’t bad. it was honest.
Philosophers and religious fanatics argue as to when the Soul enters the Body --- is it conception, sometime during the growth, or when you're born?
And I think we're witnessing that happening right here and now.
All I know is that I wouldn't mind being reincarnated as a high-flying, soaring Hawk.
Actually, the most amazing part of this image is there are now 3 Hawks soaring together, after years of watching the pair it's nice to see a new juvenile tagging along.....