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I think the issue start at home. As you may notice, parents give their kids’ phone from an early age that did not overpass two years. Can you believe it! Much research proves that they could have negative effects in the future like « Concentration difficulty, Increased mental laziness, Difficult to make friends in real life,… »
ELECTRONIC SOUL.
Phones are now a day more sophisticated and developed that help every person to reach anyone anywhere at any moment, but the question remains: why the medium who gathers us disperses us? Are smartphones killing the planet faster than anyone expected? Is that logical?!
The world is progressing very fast in all fields, involving technology. The phone was developing so rapidly over the last few years. It became more closely embedded in our day-to-day lives than ever before, and I could describe the propagation of smartphones as plague, Speedy, and quiet. So I wanted to intervene in that by giving a voice to a subject that has had no voice.
When we’re looking at these images, we’re looking at how Chinese citizens are addicted to their phones, therefore I want from my project to enlighten this current issue, also the dangers that could generate from this issue like depression, loneliness, ...
If you told me back in 2000 what these devices would be capable of in around 20 years, I’d call you crazy, and I wouldn’t be alone. Back then, no one could have predicted the impact phones would have on our lives. It would have sounded like science fiction. This got me thinking: What will smartphones of the future change in our habitude as humans?
A picture from my project "ELECTRONIC SOUL"
I hope you have the holiday season related to YOUR taste - mine is to make music: visit my blog at flickrcomments.wordpress.com/2013/12/24/radio-days/
La question de ce fin de weekend!
Petit test!
Pouvez-vous juste vous
concentrer sur mes yeux ?
The question of this end of the weekend!
Little test!
Can you just
focus on my eyes?
under the skies that transcend billions of universes,
the outsized elephant-room of questions & secrets;
deepak ` the lightwriter's canvas broach in open.
we read our dread, Who if I cried out would hear me?
mind the stillness-mat viz; feelings get encroached; at
first, you praise their dress, then you get ash-dressed.
'ours' keeps breaking - ourselves, within our perimeter.
bully / pulpit alters us; diminishes sickle consciousness.
betwixt the micro spaces of conversation / correctness,
a certain static silence had enshrined in - just all over.
harbinger of tenuous assumptions kept on ossifying
into the experiments with musts, doubts, turncoats.
approvers bare intimacy that bears inching eyes;
and when one is completely inside one's perfidy,
a cover-up mindset suborns a hushed horizon —
pretends - the decisions had been difficult. 'yes'
— deserts us in a forgetting curve that reminds us,
of sti-ff-ness between us, culturing the same sky.
take over air consternates us-sets dreams on fire.
formless hubris viz debris, give themselves to gust
to be e'er scattered betwixt this/that; bedraggled.
zeroing in, insecurity at the heart of human constructs
the displaced shoes let you see, the surface of yore.
a long haul to dig and find, the great heart of our past.
no spin here, to foresee, real ground under our feet.
unchopping a tree, perched on wasteland, silences..
a thousand mile stare, ensouls thousand silhouettes:
anagram—breathy.ed each other to the bridging truth;
and learnedness, endlessly multiplied with curtain call.
where e g /oquence isolates honest assessment, not
being one of their chiliad/st.ic quarters isn't isolation.
not a diminishment, if being exercised more fully -
- truth's episodic memory is tender and unwavering;
ongoing procedure of days - = - simply transformative,
to rain align, all the absorbed moments of illumination.
bathed in light, friendships bear holistic temperament
alert, alert, alter! “after the game is before the game”.
tales shine in via our window of thousand caresses,
where you are sewing a blouse that feeds the spine.
tender paws & sky-ball inside, dashing out of a conch;
over tears-coasts, the white expanse, so kind & clear.
coconut chirping an intrinsic and glorious awakening.
rose dew here, and trouble talk lies beyond the map.
the truth is made real through servitude in affection.
psithurism of intimate revelations recalls clutched keys;
the key did turn. everywhere you turn is full of wonder.
awed to see - the shift inside, shifts deep garden state!
how did a blackbird of the milky way land up here,
that joy glistens in the kaleidoscopic, tent•i•er eyes.
how else to truly trace this landscape of provenance,
a cat following a radiant butterfly to the ringing bells.
※
India ▪ that is Bhāratam
a quiet 'photo meditation' and a poem
to read in the quiet of your days.
and share as we gather around what we love.
© Think Through The — Magic Box Photographie [◎]
* The italicized line is by Rainer Maria Rilke.
yesterday was a good day got to hang out with a few friends out in Modesto , as i chilled i started to experiment thru out the piece and i took 2 different shots of it 1 with the "E" and the other with out it.. what do you think looks best?
I ask a lot of questions to myself believing that the kind of questions you ask determine somehow the kind of life you lead. Perhaps it can be also true for my photographic work.
QTM n˚ 1 │ Is there a consistency in my work?
"Questioning"
Le Parc de la Victoire a été inauguré en 1975 pour commémorer le 30ème anniversaire de la Victoire de la Grande Guerre Patriotique. Douchanbé (Asie Centrale - Tadjikistan)
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A couple of days ago I was a question or should I say I was requested to post photos of what would be wearing over the past few days, The kind of outfits to do housework, shopping and how I would dress if I was full time.
I was going to go all practical but then decided that those photos would be contrived because that's not how I would dress for the most part. I don't do normal casual clothes all the time. Yes they have a time and a place normally down to job to undertake, environment, and lack of anything else to wear.
So this was yesterdays outfit. I did the washing and hung it out, then went into town to get my shoes re-heeled, Returned home got washing in and put it away then cooked dinner all in this outfit, So pleased I wore the sweater as it was blooming chilly.
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Good morning everyone and I hope you had a nice weekend. As the the title indicates, presented today are my first pics of a Question Mark (Polygonia interrogationis). I know, kind of late in the season, but unlike the Eastern Comma, Autumn is usually my best chance to photograph one of these.
Seen here is what is known as the winter form as evident by the orange hind wings, which in the summer form are dark. Almost black.
Just three pics, of which the other two can be found in the comment section and my stream. Both are lateral shots of which one was taken using the flash. Something I rarely ever do for fear of hurting the butterfly, but did in this case only because of the long distance between me and the butterfly, and it was perched in heavy shade at the time. Otherwise I don't recommend using a flash when photographing butterflies, or any insect. Especially if you're very close.
Thank you for stopping by...and I hope you have a truly great day and week. And Happy Columbus Day to those of you living in the United States.
Lacey
ISO400, aperture f/8, exposure .002 seconds (1/500) focal length 300mm
Cloudy (Paul Simon)
"...Cloudy
My thoughts are scattered and they're cloudy
They have no borders, no boundaries
They echo and they swell
From Tolstoy to Tinker Bell
Down from Berkeley to Carmel
Got some pictures in my pocket and a lot of time to kill
Hey sunshine
I haven't seen you in a long time
Why don't you show your face and bend my mind?
These clouds stick to the sky
Like a floating question, why?
And they linger there to die
They don't know where they are going
And, my friend, neither do I
Cloudy..."
Provocative clouds over the newly reopened Memorial Union Terrace, UW-Madison
Prise de vue :
Leica M3, Summarit 5cm f/1.5.
Kodak : Trix 400@800 Asa.
Développement :
Kodak : D76 1+1 (11 mn) @ 20°.
Scanner :
Epson 1650.
Cosmic smoke & telescope mirrors?
Webb found complex organic molecules similar to smoke or smog in a galaxy more than 12 billion light-years from Earth. This sets a new record for the most distant detection of these big, complicated molecules: bit.ly/43M4YEG
The distant galaxy in question lies behind a much closer foreground galaxy. The gravity of the foreground galaxy is so great that it distorts and magnifies the light of the galaxy behind it, making it easier to see.
In space, where there’s smoke, there are stars — usually. But this galaxy might change astronomers’ long-held belief: These “smoky molecules” were abundant in some areas with little star formation, or were scarce in some areas with active star birth.
Due to how far light from this galaxy had to travel, we’re seeing this galaxy as it was back when the universe was < 1.5 billion years old. The discovery suggests that complex chemistry began occurring in the universe much earlier than we thought.
This image: The galaxy observed by Webb shows an Einstein ring caused by a phenomenon known as lensing, which occurs when two galaxies are almost perfectly aligned from our perspective on Earth. The gravity from the galaxy in the foreground causes the light from the background galaxy to be distorted and magnified, like looking through the stem of a wine glass. Because they are magnified, lensing allows astronomers to study very distant galaxies in more detail than otherwise possible.
Credit: S. Doyle/J. Spilker
Image Description: This is an infographic with a navy blue background. At the top left it says, "What creates an Einstein Ring?" In the center is a diagram. At far left is a drawing of Webb, labeled James Webb Space Telescope. In the center is a foreground galaxy, shown in blue. On the right is a background galaxy, shown in red. Arrows run in a diamond shape from the red galaxy around the blue galaxy, and to Webb. The lines are labeled "Distorted light rays." At the bottom there is another arrow pointing to the right that says "Looking further into the past." which implies the galaxy shown in red is older and farther away than the foreground galaxy, which has warped its light. At far right is the inset Webb image of the Einstein ring. In this inset, on a black background, there are two notable objects. There is a foreground galaxy seen as a big bright blue dot at the center of the frame. It is surrounded by an orange ring meant to highlight the discovery of organic molecules in the galaxy whose light has been bent into a circle. Near the top left of the image, there is also a distant background galaxy represented as a tiny red dot.
Ironically, a question mark hangs over this former church in Sandown, as it's fate is decided by God.
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How big is a seagull? Judging by the one atop the question mark they are frigging big. I like the person on the bill board behind me who looks like they are sitting on the installation.
“Posh, I know you are very clever and so I think you may be able to help me.” Said Sky.
“I’ll try Sky, what is the question?”
“Well, I’ve been thinking,”
“Oh no Sky, don’t ever do that.” Sniggered Bertie.
“This is serious Bertie, let me ask my question before I forget what it is.”
“Very well, what is the question you have Sky?”
“Well, I’ve been thinking, where we all come from and what Posh said yesterday about logic.”
“We are all bears Sky so I am sure we all come from the same place.” Bertie said.
“No, Paddington says he comes from Preview.”
“It’s called Peru Sky and that is far away in South America.” Said Posh.
“Well, Linda Bear told me she comes from Canada and she loves that maple syrup more than honey.”
“Yes, well Canada is in North America and I think it is what you get used to eating Sky, we’re not all quite the same.”
“Ice Cap, he comes from the Arctic so he told us, he eats fish.”
“That is right Sky, he comes from above Canada. It is very cold up there but as his fur is extra thick, he doesn’t get cold.”
“So, while we are all the same, we are all different then?” Said Sky looking confused.
“Yes, in ways we are different but we are all bears. I still don’t understand your question Sky.”
“Logic Posh, your logic confused me.”
“How so?”
“When the man came home yesterday with those pretty yellow things on stalks, I asked you what they were if you remember. You said they were buttercups, I was impressed and asked how you knew this and you said that they were flowers and yellow, buttercups are flowers and yellow so they must be buttercups.”
“Right so what is so complicated about that logic?”
“I am a brown bear, Bertie and you are brown bears, but you’re not me, are you? Do you think logically there might be more than one yellow flower Posh?”
“I don’t think so Sky, after all why would there be? I can’t see the need for more than one. With bears its different, we are all shapes and sizes, some with thick fur and others short fur, plus we are clever, unlike flowers.”
“I don’t know Posh, something that comes up every year and looks gorgeous, smells divine and needs such little help from the man is pretty clever in my book.” Said Bertie.
“Buttercups, that’s what they are and always will be.” Said Posh looking grumpy.
It's time for the questions and answers this is for two things first and I'm almost a year in Flickr and second is almost my birthday and that's why I decided to do this I can ask something about me what they want to know
MARVEL_DOLLS and I are happy to announce the A-Z Doll Photography Challenge will return in just a few days. We hope you're as excited as we are!
Photo themes will be posted to Audra's (MARVEL_DOLLS) account and the photo group page, so be sure to watch for a post with descriptions of A, B and C in February.
Your opinions are important to the success of the group, so please take a moment to answer Yes or No to two questions:
1) This group had featured a voting process, much like the Blonde Bombshell group. Would you like to continue monthly nominations and voting to recognize your favorite photos for the themes? (Yes or no)
2) Would you like to be tagged to each photo announcing monthly themes and possible voting announcements?
(A "no" vote means you will not see notices about the group on your "Recent Activity" feed on flickr or receive an email notification depending on your settings.)
What won't change: Anyone can vote, and anyone is invited to participate with any fashion doll. The themes are broad frameworks to stimulate creativity, and most importantly, participation is fluid, so come and go as your schedule and creativity allows.
If you haven't yet joined our photo group page, you can do so here: www.flickr.com/groups/2962397@N20/
We look forward to your feedback and hope you're ready for a new year of fun!
Two human men sat outside the Kingdom of Haroldyn, surrounding a campfire.
"Nice night, eh?" the first man uttered, gazing up at the night sky, which shined a bright shade of violet.
"Sure is", the second man followed, a pouch of black beans in the center of his dust-covered mitt. He used the other hand to scratch the neck of his beard before looking back down towards the man across from him to say: "Ever wonder why there's no crime here?"
"Odd question, but uh... No, not really. Hadn't come to mind. Ain't it just the royal guards doing the protection?"
"Partially. Word on the street says there's a vigilante doing the hard work."
"Vigilante, huh? Weren't those outlawed after uh... Sh#t, what was that guy's name?"
"Valentine" the second man answered.
"Valentine, right. Amadeus Valentine..."
"Yeah. Anyway, what was I saying? Right... Illegal vigilante. Skilled enough they can break the rules. Killed everybody who tried to stop 'em or something."
"Damn. Wouldn't wanna run into that guy."
"No kidding." He poured a handful of beans down his throat after responding. "Hell, I hear they're the son-of-a-b#tch behind what happened to Balgor."
"Hold on, lemme get this straight. Some illegal phony f#cking killed Balgor?"
"Apparently. If the rumors are true, that is."
"Holy hell..."
"That's what I said... And I hear she uses his sword..."
"'She'?"
"Oh, I didn't mention? The village says her name is 'Lady Algoroth'."
Abruptly, both of the men heard something to their left. A rustling in some shrubs, perhaps. They turned to face it. Unknown to the two, a skeletal figure was quietly leaping down from some rock before strutting eerily towards them from behind. A long, silver blade stuck from the opening of their dark brown cloak.
"...Boo."
~Madam Web
Questions are inevitable; the desire to find an answer cannot be pushed aside, but we can choose not to consider the questions, not to let ourselves be drawn forward all the way to a conclusion by the questions, and thus to block this curiosity. Freedom enters into play, not pursuing the interest aroused by reality, not pursuing that curiosity that reality awakens in us. And when we succumb to the human soul’s option to fail to engage with reality, what happens? We don’t discover the meaning, and when we don’t recognize the meaning of reality, it no longer interests us.
...Therefore, the question of whether or not we are introduced to the total reality is by no means without impact for our relationship with it: if we do not perceive the meaning, sooner or later reality will not interest us, and we, too, like the young people, will become passive. We thought that reality would continue to be attractive without meaning.
-Disarming Beauty ESSAYS ON FAITH, TRUTH, AND FREEDOM, JULIÁN CARRÓN Foreword by Javier Prades