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Today, the third Thursday in November, World Philosophy Day is celebrated. I will wear the same shirt in RL with the image of Betrand Russell. The pic is taken in the Library of Alexandria, where Hypatia researched, wrote and taught her classes.

SAPERE AUDE!

Approaching the philosophy where "less is more", this shot puts a young man completely dressed in black at the centre of the scene, perfectly perpendicular to the black and white lines of the wall behind him. The young man walks with a confident and slow step, with a well-upright posture, as if to underline his confident presence, immersed in probably listening to his favourite music, as can be seen from the headphones on his ears, and intent on continuing his walk towards a destination unknown to the observer. A minimalist scene that nevertheless seeks strength in the contrast of lines, the horizontal ones of the wall and the vertical ideological one represented by the young man.

Tracks vanishing in the mist have a strange symbolism. Like to never take a train to some other world as master Miyazaki had portayed. The train would be full of spooky strangers anyway. Only ghosts could travel to such a mist. And yet, the hope lingers. Or is it a fear of that actually happening one day? To fly away or to become a ghost, there is no difference...

As every year, on the third Thursday of November, we celebrate World Philosophy Day. We are few philosophers and not very well known, but our activity of reflection and teaching of this wonderful discipline is increasingly important in these complicated times we live in.

I personally teach philosophy to young people and it is the most exciting activity I have ever done.

Socrates, Aristotle, Descartes, Hume, Kant are the great minds that will help us to understand ourselves. Sapere Aude!

Happy World Philosophy Day

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...from the outside - in.

 

Well, it's autumn again.

Time for me to turn inward.

Candid Street Photo

 

Liverpool Street, Sydney

 

October, 2020

“Just because you pretend the universe doesn't have teeth doesn't mean you won't get eaten in the end.”

― Paul Russell, The Coming Storm

 

Paul Russell is a professor in philosophy at Lund University, where he is Director of the Lund/Gothenburg Responsibility Project [LGRP]. Paul Russell is also a professor in philosophy at the University of British Columbia, where he has been teaching since 1987.

 

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The stars know what the frightened do not

They are not status, they are expansion

And layered souls do not thrive in confinement

They start aching, burning

Not dramatically at first, just little signals

 

The ocean teaches us that creatures evolve over time

There are creatures at the bottom of the ocean that can withstand pressures of crushing steel

They survive not because the pressure is absent, but because they became something the pressure could not destroy

Some even create their own light

Because without becoming luminous themselves, they would disappear

 

And one day, when the soul says enough

It's like a tree root finally cracking concrete after years underground

Quiet, gentle pressure

Constant, relentless pressure

 

Life insisting on itself

 

Like evidence left behind by someone who survived being unseen

Proof that tenderness still exists, that small things matter

Proof that beauty survives hostile environments every single day

 

Hardness is not strength

It shrinks the soul of the person using it

While gentleness can survive brutality without becoming it

 

Force is not the only form of power

Power is not surrendering your world to bitterness

Transaction, defense, hierarchy, or control

 

Power is the refusal to punch downward

Even when you're bleeding and bruised

It's someone standing in the wreckage of being underestimated

And looking upward anyway

It's noticing the trembling of other people's hearts

Because nobody noticed yours

 

It's still noticing the reflections in puddles

To still feel awe, and want meaning

Gentleness

 

To realize that the stars were never above you

They were inside you the whole time

Waiting for enough darkness to become visible

For you to reach for them

 

The stars know what the frightened do not

And nothing survives by being weak

The soul was never asking for permission to exist

Only room

From the gutter to the stars

 

~ Written by BellaSwan Garnet

 

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We spent some days in Kyoto, Japan. Timing was perfect for Hanami, or cherry blossom viewing. We took a taxi to the philosopher's path (哲学の道) at dawn, a canal that has plenty of Sakura trees. You can see the reflection of photographers standing on a bridge.

 

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I have a special fondness for bamboo, not because they grow everywhere here in Indonesia but because of the philosophy behind it. Bamboo could easily bend in strong winds, but they rarely break. It is its durability and vitality that amazes me the most. HGGT!

Miniature

Illustration to poetry of Natalya Hrebionka devoted to Japan.

Paper, Ink 2021

 

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Thin branches

Erase the stars from the sky.

A strong wind again.

 

The shadows have gone blind.

Got caught in crossroads

Spider network.

 

Knots tie the space

Thoughts are sleepless.

Deprived of constancy

Life is like monsoons.

 

© Natalya Hrebionka 2021

  

Тонкие ветки

Стирают с неба звезды.

Вновь сильный ветер.

 

Тени ослепли.

Попались в перекрестки

Паучьей сети.

 

Узлом вяжут пространство

Мысли бессонно.

Лишена постоянства

Жизнь, как муссоны.

 

© Natalya Hrebionka 2021

   

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Just a little fun with philosophy :)

 

"Battle not with monsters, lest ye become a monster, and if you stare at the abyss, the abyss will sure as hell stare back at you."

-Friedrich Nietzsche

 

A cheery, humorous, slightly altered and horribly misinterpreted portrayal of a fairly dark passage and theme from the German philosopher (and moustache legend), Friedrich Nietzsche.

 

All images © 2017 Daniel Kessel.

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"And, as you travel life's highway, don't forget to stop and eat the roses." — The Far Side

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This is a panorama of six vertical shots showing the Cloudy Bay Lagoon on South Bruny Island. It is not long after sunrise and the tide is out.

There is an interesting Japanese philosophy called MA. Its basic premise is that the space between things is an important factor in composition and mostly goes unnoticed by the photographer, but that space holds meaning. It’s not emptiness because it is ripe with potential. It should be used deliberately and add value to a photo. The same principles hold true in music.

 

Secondly I used silence to allow the spaces to develop without intrusion.

 

And I used a Meyerowicz rule; “leave the center empty and make the viewer read around your photo.”

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Float Home, Fisherman's Wharf

Minimal Black & White

Oil on cotton canvas 2020.

 

This painting is one of the series "Who are you?"

Oh yeah, it's that stink bug again.... we were chatting for a while a few days ago... and no matter how small the little rascal was, it felt like it was constantly looking down on me.... well, not as a person then but as a human being... as a representative of the idiocy of evolution.. and/or the creator's bizarre humor... and once again it felt like we need to do more to care for our dear planet, our mother Gaia... and it feels like we're on the right track.. NOT!!

 

Think about how strangely unexpected encounters can make thoughts fly.... Show less

I always wonder why birds stay in the same place

When they can fly anywhere on the earth

Then I ask myself the same question

This digital print is derived out of my original painting . The original work is a miniature (2023).

Link to original work: nataliantonovich.com/painting/ln/eng/gallery-image/23398?...

 

I had a desire to experiment a bit with the drawing: enlarge it and add color.

Thanks to this, the work acquired a unique image. A change in color of the work changed the impression and mood...

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Please contact me for licensing requests. Thank you for watching!

صورت اختي مس بربريز , الصوره تشبه هالصوره بس الأدت غير =)

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Paper, Pastel 2023

This painting is one of the series "Their secret..."

 

The series "Their secret...", is dedicated to the flowers, their soul... Specifically, this picture is my impression from looking at one of Lilies.

Cenotaph - from the Greek word κενοτάφιον, meaning an "empty tomb".

 

The ancient Greeks started the practice of memorialising famous people with tombs when they were buried elsewhere. After World War I these sorts of memorials sprang up all over, as grieving populations tried to deal with the trauma of the most costly war in history. Throughout Australia these cenotaphs were erected and are places of commemoration on Anzac Day (April 25) and Remembrance Day (November 11).

 

Like those other cenotaphs, this one in Hobart's Domain lists all the major theatres of war where Australian soldiers fell. It stands 23 metres (75ft) high and right at the top of a hill. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hobart_Cenotaph

 

At night time there is no other lighting in its vicinity other than the lighting of the Cenotaph itself. It is spooky dark. Without a tripod it makes it very difficult to photograph, but at night you get the city lights in the background and that wonderful red cross.

the sumida river, tokyo

The way of blue philosophy in a mind district.

From scene to scene the view will be increasingly restricted,

Up to a deep minimum focus.

 

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Explore #40 on Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Serenity of mind that induces to reflect...

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