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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.
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ÊTRE PRÉSENT AU MONDE
J’ai fait le plein de naïveté,
Celle qui nous rapproche des évidences premières,
Les beautés naturelles.
Et je suis parti sur les sentiers des grandes prairies, sans projet précis.
Sauf celui d’assumer ma présence au monde.
Ici, le vent, libre de tout entrave,
Fait entendre un murmure fusionnel (le bruit blanc) qui nous aspire en lui.
La nuit venue, l’immensité inégalée du ciel étoilé, transporte l’observateur dans une autre dimension… inhumaine, insaisissable, merveilleuse, cosmique.
Confronté au non-humain, on se fait petit et interrogatif : « Et si nous étions seuls? Vu de là-bas, que sommes-nous? Y a t-il, en nous, une mémoire de nos origines?
J’aurais pu traverser les forêts anciennes, longer les rivages océaniques…
Partout les beautés naturelles engendrent une expérience physiologique et métaphysique qui pénètre la conscience, par tous les sens…
…La rendant plus « présente » au monde naturel, cette capacité atrophiée par l’univers artificiel que la modernité a érigé.
En soi, ces expériences ne changent rien à ce qui va mal sur cette planète.
Mais elles pourraient changer la façon avec laquelle chacun comprendra les enjeux et y répondra en toute conscience. *
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Patrice Photographiste, Chroniques du Monde de Poësia
Inspiré de : Heidi Barr, écrivaine américaine et de Alexandre Lacroix, philosophe, « Devant la beauté de la Nature »
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BE PRESENT TO THE WORLD
I filled up with naivety,
The one that brings us closer to the first evidences,
Natural beauties.
And I set off on the trails of the great prairies, without a specific project,
Except that of assuming my presence in the world.
Here, the wind, free from all hindrances
Makes hear a white noise that sucks us into it.
At nightfall, the unequaled immensity of the starry sky transports the observer to another dimension... inhuman, elusive, marvellous, and cosmic.
Confronted with the non-human, we become small and questioning: “And if we were alone? Seen from there, what are we? Is there, in us, a memory of our origins?
I could have crossed ancient forests, going along the ocean shores…
Everywhere, natural beauty generates a physiological and metaphysical experience that penetrates the consciousness, through all the senses...
…Making it more “present” to the natural world, this capacity atrophied by the artificial universe that modernity has erected.
By themselves, these experiences won’t change what’s wrong on this planet.
But they could change the way everyone understands the issues and responds to them in good conscience. *
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Patrice Photographiste, Chronicles of the Lands of Poësia
Inspired by: Heidi Barr, American writer and Alexandre Lacroix, philosopher, “Devant la beauté de la nature”
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LES PHILOSOPHES
La femme: Tu connais Orson Welles n’est-ce pas?
L’homme: L’auteur de ce vieux film… Citizen Kane?
La femme : Un jour il a déclaré que….« Nous sommes nés seul, nous vivons seul et nous mourrons seul. Il n’y a seulement qu’à travers nos amours et nos amitiés que nous nous donnons l’illusion, pour un moment, de ne pas être seul. » - Toi, es-tu d’accord avec cette affirmation?
L’homme : Eh bien… Si monsieur Welles a raison, alors il faut chérir tous ces moments d’amitié, d’amour qui nous donnent l’illusion de ne pas être seul. Tu es d’accord? - Au fait, tu vois ce petit nuage stationnaire là-haut?
La femme: Tu contournes ma question, sans y répondre… comme un politicien qui ne veut pas se compromettre!
L’homme: Puisque tu insistes… Non, je ne suis pas d’accord avec Welles. Nos amours, nos amitiés et même la solitude sont tous des moments essentiels de la vie humaine. Ils ne sont pas là pour créer une « illusion » de transcendance mais pour façonner notre liberté, notre destinée d’êtres mortels.
La femme : Donc, si nous voulons façonner notre liberté, ici et maintenant, … il serait peut-être temps de résoudre ensemble l’énigme de notre petit nuage stationnaire…
Patrice photographiste
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THE PHILOSOPHERS
The woman : You know Orson Welles, don't you?
Man: The author of that old movie ... Citizen Kane?
The Woman: One day he said that…. " We are born alone, we live alone, we die alone, only through our love and friendship can we create an illusion for the moment that we're not alone ”- Do you agree with this statement?
Man: Well ... If Mr. Welles is right, then we have to cherish all those moments of friendship, of love that give us the illusion of not being alone. You agree? - By the way, do you see that little cloud stationary up there?
The Woman: You get around my question, without answering it ... like a politician who doesn't want to compromise himself!
Man: Since you insist ... No, I don't agree with Welles. Our loves, friendships, and even loneliness are all essential moments in human life. They are not there to create an "illusion" of transcendence but to shape our freedom, our destiny as mortal beings.
The Woman: So if we want to shape our freedom, here and now, ... maybe it's time to solve the puzzle of our little stationary cloud together …
Patrice photographiste
Philosophers path in Heidelberg
View of the old town of Heidelberg
Blick auf die Altstadt von Heidelberg
“May the light of the morning sun, shine upon you. May the deepest and sweetest love always find you.” - Dr. Debasish Mridha (American physician, philosopher, poet-seer, and author).
The theme for “Looking Close on Friday” for the 25th of February is “monochromatic bubble bokeh”. The day the theme was announced, it was a beautiful sunny morning, and I had the French doors open onto my garden. All I had to do to meet the theme for this week was to take a few steps out onto my back terrace and there was the perfect shot: some new growth on one of the James Stirling Pittosporums bathed in the morning light. The gentle light was perfect to make lots of bubble bokeh in my background as it filtered through the leaves of the trees. The shot was very green in colour, so I originally made the monochrome green, but found the sepia gave it a warmer feel. I hope you like my choice of the theme this week, and that it makes you smile.
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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Alexander the Great & Aristotle
UNESCO proclaims 2016 the Aristotle Anniversary Year ...
Thessaloniki May 2016
Alexander the Great statue in Thessaloniki - Greece
A briliant Man,built like a Tower of Steel
Some believe He was Unreal ...
In 343 B.C., King Philip II hired the philosopher Aristotle to tutor Alexander at the Temple of the Nymphs at Meiza. Over the course of three years, Aristotle taught Alexander poetry, drama, science, politics, the meaning of Justice & the skills of Rhetoric.
Alexander's passion for learning never decayed.
Seeing that Homer's Iliad inspired Alexander to dream of becoming a heroic warrior, Aristotle created an abridged version of the tome for Alexander to carry with him on military campaigns.
UNESCO proclaims 2016 the Aristotle Anniversary Year ...
Walking on the paths of Philosophy & History
Aristotle 2,400 years ... Thessaloniki May 2016
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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 :-)
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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Back from our wonderful visit to Tasmania's west coast wilderness, southern Tarkine and Corinna rain forest.
Nikon Nikkor AIs 85 1.4.
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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.
My latest photography is now available for purchase at crsimages.pixels.com/, featuring prints, framed art, and more from my curated collections—though this one might be just for those who appreciate feathered introspection.
Stein der Weisen
Diesen, von Schattenlinien verzauberten Stein, sah ich in Twyfelfontein, eine der bedeutendsten Fundstätten von Felsgravuren.
A slackening of the tension of the soul, a feeling of emptiness and listlessness, moroseness, the inability to concentrate on a single task, lassitude and weariness of heart (Cassian)—who would claim that this state of soul (état d’âme) is proper only to anchorites? The ancient philosophers knew it well, and the church fathers speak of it. In the modern age this “perhaps most painful human phenomenon” (Romano Guardini) seems to have acquired even more depth and power. Pascal’s ennui (boredom) and Kierkegaard’s melancholy compellingly grip one; and what will one say about Angst (anxiety), the twin sister of acedia as we shall see? Has it not become the mark of Cain on our civilization?
-Despondency The Spiritual Teaching of Evagrius Ponticus on Acedia, Gabriel Bunge translated from the German by Anthony P. Gythiel