Entertaining and easy to understand: "Crash Course Philosophy Part 2: How to Argue - Philosophical Reasoning" (youtube 9:42)

Maybe you also take a look at part 3, that is about further kinds of arguments, namely: induction and abduction

Not NLP or some other kind of manipulative rhetoric, but rational arguing.

 

Fabio Keiner accuses me (without giving any proof!), to have deletet his comment. Therefore this demonstration to show that I did not delete the comments.

 

A sincere exchange of views, opinions, ideas, thoughts is only possible when having arguments based on evidence and when the drawn conclusions are logical consistent. Defamation, abusive language, false accusations, illogical conclusions, flawed reasoning are thwarting communication.

 

1. Screenshot flickr Zeitangabe: 1 Tg. aufgenommen als ich die Antwort an Fabio Keiner schrieb, daß ich keinen seiner Kommentare gelöscht habe, der zweite am Tag darauf, der dritte (flickr Zeitangabe 4 Tg.) heute, Sonntag 23.4.2017. Alle 3 Google Chrome Browser. Zu sehen ist das Ende meines Eingangskommentares zu dem Bild (Zitiat aus Russell: "Is there a God?), darauf folgend die zwei Kommentare von Fabio Keiner und danach der Kommentar von Marjan)

Ὅπερ ἔδει δεῖξαι Quod Erat Demonstrandum Q.E.D.

Denkanstoß: Derjenige, der jemanden beschuldigt hat Beweise zu bringen.

 

Part of: "res noscenda note notiz sketch skizze material sammlung collection entwurf überlegung gedanke brainstorming musterbogen schnittmuster zwischenbilanz bestandsaufnahme rückschau vorschau" Sonntag. Nicht grimmig, und auch nicht screaming, schon gar nicht a "sceraming hand" // (Fußnote an jene, die glauben, daß es ohne Kimono-Triptych quasi wertlos ist: hier gehts um Leute, die nicht antworten, wenn man sie nach Fakten für ihre Behauptungen fragt, Leute, die nicht bereit sind ihren Standpunkt, ihre Meinung zu erklären und zu erläutern, sondern einfach Behauptungen aufstellen ohne jeglichen Beweis und Behauptungen auch noch aufrecht erhalten, wenn sie jeglicher Grundlage entbehren, selbst noch wenn sie bewiesenermaßen falsch sind. Hier gehts um Leute, wie euch, die nicht bereit sind auf Gegenargumente einzugehen.... Es geht um das Verweigern von lauterer Diskussion (mit Argumenten und validen logischen Schlußfolgerungen), lauterer Debatte, lauterem Dialog, lauterem Streitgespräch, - Ich reagiere nur darauf, daß lauterer Dialog, lauteres Gespräch von euch verweigert wird)

 

Merge photos and screenshots #spaghettimonster #beweis #beweisführung #dialog #debate #kommunikation #gespräch #qed #argument #deduction #triptych #quadriptych #triptychon #quadriptychon #polyptych #polyptychon #red #rot #weiß #white #black #schwarz #schrift #letter #typography #grey #grau #grautöne #grauverlauf #farbverlauf #portrait #porträt #flickr #sessel #chair #stuhl #keramik #schale #hand #gesicht #face #blume #flower #blühen #verblühen #trockenblume #ikebana #symmetry #symmetrie #asymmetry #assymetrie #aussage #inhalt #form #spiegel #mirror #spiegelung #reflection

 

there is evidence for it. The wilder and more ridiculous something is, however, the firmer and more solid the evidence will have to be :-)

― Isaac Asimov

 

HBW!!

 

camellia, 'Pink Goddess', sarah p duke gardens, duke university, durham, north carolina

Here is Bull Temple. They were curious and cautious about the camera.

 

"It is easy to conquer anger through love, attachment through reasoning, falsehood through truth, bad thoughts through good and greed through charity." - {Sri Sathya Sai Baba}

Clinchfield No.800 crosses Pool Point with a CSX Santa Train in tow as the rising sun illuminates the early morning clouds near the Kentucky/Virginia border. While most of my non-railfan friends, coworkers and family (Dad excluded) wonder why I drive all night to far away parts of the country sometimes without sleep to shoot pictures of trains, I find it hard to explain my reasoning other than it's my hobby and I enjoy it. However there are times I know without question, and seeing former Clinchfield 800 pull out of Pool Point Tunnel onto the famous bridge reminded me that it's these moments that make me come back time an again.

I've given up a lot, these last six months or so, for you two. Two people with the same horrible problem, but one caliban's anger at not being able to see his face in the glass, the other his anger at seeing it. Hours of talking, reasoning, having to keep the secrets I tried to persuade you needed telling. I couldn't risk losing your trust because, even from the most selfish perspective, how could I possibly live with myself had I not been there and the worst had happened? But I hated and I hate that I alienated people staying close to you. Now you're both no longer so critically terrifying, you've found methods for dealing with things, and I know it's not such a risk to go days without talking. It's a relief, and I am so happy for your signs of contentedness, but I've been left lost. I've forgotten who I was before I had to deal with this. And, much as things are looking up, the time I lost and the mistakes I made can't be undone. That's what I've been trying to say for a while. Yet, I know I haven't really explained anything at all. Sorry.

Robert J. Bernard Biological Field Station

Claremont Colleges, California

 

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Probably the only person I know who won't be grossed out by a photo of a "non-pet" mouse ---- this one's for you Dawn! And no, that is not snow, but a piece of bread (God only knows where he found it!) that this little intruder was trying desperately to get through this mouse hole far under my sink.

Nobody can understand why I don't set traps or poison because YES, there are mice living in my walls.

Here's my reasoning why I don't:

1.) I really can't purposely kill a wild creature

2.) It's a hopeless cause; even if I did get rid of them, there are many more that would come inside, especially when it's only 12F (-11C) outside, like right now.

3.) They are field mice & although they are a nuisance, I don't think they carry any "city" diseases.

4.) They don't actually come INTO the living areas --- ya right!!

5.) They are cute -- several years ago, I had 8 babies get caught in the bottom of an almost empty dog food bin in the storage area, and if you had ever seen 8 tiny faces looking up at you begging for mercy, even the most squeamish person would not have done anything but what I did --- take them far up the lane, and let them go. (The next morning there were 5 more baby mice, but my son said they just followed me home, because they knew I was a soft touch)

Today I was banned from the deleteme group. I'm not sure what evil thing it was that I did but apparently I did something to piss someone off. I have to say I haven't been all that active in the room.

 

The last activity I had was to write this photo critique for my friend sfbuckaroo on his fine photo below:

 

www.flickr.com/photos/sfbuckaroo/39028582/

 

I'm not sure what they found so offensive about my critique but I have consistently left only the most professional and some of the finest critiques in their group. My critique on sfbuckaroos fine photograph was as follows:

 

"Wonderful blues. Perfect balance. An eerie feel to this photo compounded by the fact that the station is empty. Works exceptionally well. One of the best Muni shots I've ever seen. Hidden perspective that draws you in. Fine work indeed. Someone missed a tag.

 

saveme7"

 

That was three weeks ago. Since then I haven't been involved much.

 

I think it's unfair that I've been banned. Perhaps their reasoning was that already 8 photos of mine had made it through their critique process to their "safe" and they felt threatened by my photographs. Perhaps it was because weeks ago a few of us started our own deleteme uncensored group and they feel threatend by another game:

 

www.flickr.com/groups/deletemeuncensored/

 

Although some of us quite a long time ago used to banter about in the threads and were asked to quiet down, I have been nothing but respectful and have had no involvement in their threads at all since being asked not to express myself there any longer.

 

Because I'm no longer a member there I cannot even inquire as to why I've been banned. I consistently played by the rules, consistently submitted fine photography to their group and consistently wrote quality critiques.

 

I've read that some of the long time members of deleteme have recently been leaving their group. I can see why. This kind of unreasonable administrative response puts a chill in the air. I am glad that a few of us have deleteme uncensored as an alternative and as a place where one need not worry about retribution for their photography.

 

Unfair. It's too bad really.

 

Won't you join us at deleteme uncensored?

At the time of the synaxis (gathering), when the spirit of despondency attacks you, he suggests to your soul that psalmody is wearisome, and with the greatest zeal he hurls reluctance as an opponent to zeal, so that the soul in a great hurry hands the flesh over to the memory that it is exhausted for some reason or other. When we keep vigil at night, therefore, let us not surrender the synaxis to despondency, lest the demons who stand around collect the weeds of thought and sow them at once in the heart. For when we destroy the collection of hymns, then we gather together the collection of thoughts.

-Despondency The Spiritual Teaching of Evagrius Ponticus on Acedia, Gabriel Bunge translated from the German by Anthony P. Gythiel

I've been my debating returning to this Flickr account, because I despise everything about it. I've grown and matured quite a bit since I first made this account. I also believe I've progressed as a photographer. I recently moved to Georgia in November. I'm still adjusting to so much change but I plan to make something positive out of it. I always remember my reasoning for this account from the beginning. Not for views, not for "acclaimed fame", but why else then simply because it's something I enjoy doing. The wonderful people I've met is just a bonus that's makes it even more worth while. I understand the idea of leaving everything behind after this year has come to end. I haven't decided what I plan to do yet. I'm just going to carry on and make the most of it. I hope this turns out to be a good year for everyone. Thanks and Love.

Follow 2BRINGHOPE on Tumblr I've updated newer pictures on there however now it's most likely going to turn more into and actual blog :http://tobringhope.tumblr.com/

Please, follow her large

 

fol·low (fl)

v. fol·lowed, fol·low·ing, fol·lows

 

v.tr.

1. To come or go after; proceed behind.

2. a. To go after in or as if in pursuit.

b. To keep under surveillance.

3. a. To move along the course of; take.

b. To go in the direction of; be guided by.

4. To accept the guidance, command, or leadership of: follow a spiritual master.

5. To adhere to; practice.

6. To take as a model or precedent; imitate.

7. a. To act in agreement or compliance with; obey.

b. To keep to or stick to.

8. To engage in (a trade or occupation); work at.

9. To come after in order, time, or position.

10. To bring something about at a later time than or as a consequence of.

11. To occur or be evident as a consequence of.

12. a. To watch or observe closely.

b. To be attentive to; pay close heed to.

c. To keep oneself informed of the course, progress, or fortunes of.

13. To grasp the meaning or logic of; understand.

 

v.intr.

1. To come, move, or take place after another person or thing in order or time.

2. To occur or be evident as a consequence; result: If you ignore your diet, trouble will follow.

3. To grasp the meaning or reasoning of something; understand.

 

n.

1. The act or an instance of following.

2. Games A billiards shot in which the cue ball is struck above center so that it follows the path of the object ball after impact.

As true as possible to the conditions of the day

a deluge of emotion raining down the Tor

oblique, occasionally obscured, the mind at play

tricks of the Spring trading in it's warmth for

the changes we lavish with stats to get our way

now all forgotten, open to the Sanctus winds in store

 

following a fatherly lead progress really is made

undestroyed memories pass like high-speed windows

of the train that doesn't stop at my station frayed

for this is already the journey of never ending shadows

images of bygone fellows burrow the mind and invade

now up this timeless path to the frenzy of misted narrows

 

what cannot be true engages the senses out of wedlock

refined living and celebate myths rise ever-more steeper

the stories of others battles it's way into a souvenir woodblock

highlighted by stove-light to illuminate the diary keeper

visions past play before the Tor to this windswept flock

as if the rich strain of today's forebearance could possibly be any deeper

 

the howls and hoots of weathering beyond the graves

whistles past me like a snapshot of reanimate comfort

what joy it brings over these dark momentary waves

now there's no time for any time-sickness's discomfort

as time itself forever marches with no conscience of how it behaves

for such defined reasoning of this moment is left to the scale of Beaufort!

 

now it's done, the weather leaves no cadre unturned, so to speak

just the cacti touch of presage-driven rain into this speed camera record

of all we have done upon the humbling trail of ancestral antique

thus it becomes ever clearer, staggering up the hill of reverence restored

for every monument on the surface has inner revelations unique

and that's for us to decipher, for it's this elemental grounding we walk toward.

 

by anglia24 (in the steps of my forebears)

09h45: 05/06/2008

©2008anglia24

From a distance, I thought this bird was trapped and had drowned when the tide came in. He/she stayed in this head-on-the-water position for at least 15 minutes. As I got closer it became apparent that only the beak was in the water. It never did more than wiggle its beak then entire time I was watching. Seems like an odd way to find prey.

 

As and aside, I would love to titled this "Pi R Squared" in symbols., i.e. π r 2 except flickr doesn't support superscripts, even when copied from MS Word. If anyone knows how, please let me know!

 

Thank you, Mary and Patricia for help with π r² !!

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Member of the Flickr Bird Brigade

Activists for birds and wildlife

I considered this photo for macro mondays. My reasoning was that even though I've had my skin for nearly three quarters of a century I only get to use it once.

 

Here is the Macro Mondays photo I posted.

Quite out of the blue a new baby for the madder family arrives! After three truly Mediterranean days in Edinburgh it was back to cooler temperatures, and a sea fog with some drizzle, ushering in the month of October.

 

Not a day you might say to be out with the camera but when my friend James Pringle called me up and said "I've just seen Dart 85 in madder on the 21" I had to ask "are you sure James?" In the company of Dr. Anderson of Edinburgh University I didn't really feel like doing any bus work as the drizzle was beckoning more strongly. I did though ask James where the Dart was and worked out it would arrive at Clermiston within the half hour from where we were situated.

 

Dr. Anderson suggested we go hunting and, never one to require much encouragement for this sort of thing, I nibbled at the bait and off we went. After all, how could I miss an opportunity to see another of my all-time favourite buses - and with a new coat of paint too?

 

So here we are back at one of my favourite haunts, Clermiston terminus (though not a terminus for the 21) high up alongside Corstorphine woods in the north-west of the city.

 

Marine based Dennis Dart SLF, Plaxton Pointer SPD number 85 (SK52 OKF) enjoys some attention as Dr. Anderson boards the bus (and taking a little more time to pay than usual!) while I managed to capture two shots in the misty atmosphere of an autumnal day.

 

It is thought the reasoning behind the repaint of this Dennis Dart is owing to possible accident damage and so 85 joins the other Darts in weinrot und weis 'classic' livery 60, 185 and 189.

 

For a numerical tour of all of Lothian's Darts and Volvo Eclipse's see my set of single deckers in harlequin livery:

www.flickr.com/photos/stuart_montgomery/sets/721576233314...

  

Thank you for visiting - ❤ with gratitude! Fave if you like it, add comments below, get beautiful HDR prints at qualityHDR.com.

 

Yesterday we will be launching rockets at the Snow Ranch in California's Central Valley, East of Stockton. One highlight is launching a high-power piñata rocket that rains candy out of the sky. Here you see kids run after the candy, after they got the go-ahead from the master.

 

Lets talk psychology. I use this photos as an example to explain the state and stages of "flow", also known as "zone". Flow is a state of the mind that amplifies creativity and productivity five-fold. Jazz musicians can improvise on the spot when in the flow, programmers can be 10-fold productive when in the flow, snow boarders can jump 250 feet when in the flow.

 

There are four stages of flow:

 

1. Struggling phase: You are frustrated learning new stuff, or challenged before doing something new.

==> This is the first photo in the comment. The master briefs the kids on safety and to wait for the go-head.

 

2. Release phase: Sub-conscious processing, which is a lot faster than thinking and reasoning.

===> This is the cover photo. The kids are running after the candy.

 

3. Flow phase: You are extremely productive, you are convinced you can do anything.

===> This is the second photo in the comment. The master examines the piñata rocket after launch, all good, "I can do anything".

 

4. Recovery phase: You need to relax after the flow phase because a lot of energy is consumed. Nobody can live in flow for extended time. Stages of flow can be repeated, but recovery is essential.

===> This is the third photo in the comment. The master walks back to the camp, all relaxed.

 

I learned about the flow from a talk by Steven Kotler. If you want to learn more about the flow, read the book "Abundance: The Future Is Better Than You Think" by Peter Diamandis and Steven Kotler.

 

I processed a balanced HDR photo from a RAW exposure.

 

-- © Peter Thoeny, CC BY-NC-SA 4.0, HDR, 1 RAW exposure, NEX-6, _DSC5808_hdr1bal1c

I've been a flickr user since 2010. This is my 726th photo. I'm here because I like to share my work and experience the work of others, to basically get and stay inspired about photography. Eventually I will reach 1000 photos. Capping the "Free" accounts and offering a reasonable "Pro" plan makes sense but for me there will be no justifiable reason to pay for $50 per year for a "Pro" account. I simply don't need it. I would gladly pay $20 per year to remain a "social" user and a limit of 5000k photos would be more than enough. I believe in paying for what you use (by monetary means, favors or whatever). It helps people appreciate and maintain what they have invested in and keep exchanges alive, but this reasoning does not seem possible on the internet nowadays (my guess is, 'pay for what you use' is not a viable "business model" for boards and shareholders who only want to talk profit margins and bonuses). Unless Flickr offers a budget plan for social users, this account will stop at 1000 photos. My guess is, there are many other users in similar positions, some more engaged in the community aspect, some less, but not offering options to an active user base can have serious consequences. There is a risk that as the social aspect of the service declines and the communities dry up, so will the overall user base. And when that happens, we all know what follows... This is not only about Flickr. I also feel I'm paying too much for a bloated web hosting service I cannot fully use and for Vimeo and Soundcloud who keep begging me to "upgrade" even as a regular paying customer. Word has it that these and other

"popular" services have been in decline for some time and are at risk of going under, most likely for the same reasons, breaching the trust of their users for ulterior motives. I'll stop here for now, but if anyone can sympathize with what I'm saying, let me know your thoughts. The last resort will be to alert the captain before we abandon ship...

 

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From my blog (oldlenses.blogspot.ca/2015/10/signs-that-you-are-addicted...):

 

G.A.S = Gear Acquisition Syndrome. A disease that affects mostly men. It infects the central reasoning area of the brain and makes men vulnerable into thinking more gear make them better photographers, and thus buying gear that they don't need. There is no known cure, but there is a silver lining; some men are able to recover as the photographs they make shift from pictures of cameras, lenses, brick walls, and resolution charts to other form of pictures.

 

You buy printed photo magazines just to look at the ads

 

You have a copy of A Lens Collector's Vade Meccum

 

You know exactly what a "normal" lens is

 

You have all 5 versions of the same lens

 

Words like Noctilux and Otus motivate you to make more money so that you can buy them

 

You name your daughter Tessar, and your son's name Nokton is not misspelled, and your dog's name is Skopar

 

You think Hologon is the most beautiful word in the world

 

You scare your partner at night uttering words like "Fisheye", "Bigma", in your sleep

 

You justify all your gear purchases as investment

 

You buy similar looking cameras so that your significant other can't tell the one that you use is not the same as the 4 others in the locked closet that only you have the key to

 

You tell your wife it's worth the expense of the 85mm f1.2L because it would make her look more beautiful in the picture

 

You convince yourself that the purchase of a Leica Summilux will one day make you as good as Henri Cartier-Bresson

 

Every time you see a red band, or gold band, it reminds you of your favourite lens

 

You are a Pentaxian, and you know the word "Limited" is not a disadvantage

 

You have been buying K-Mount lenses for the last ten years, because you believe one day, there will be a full frame Pentax camera, like you believe in Santa Claus

 

You get excited when you hear words like Holly Trinity, Magic Drainpipe, The Dust Pump, Sigmarit, and you know exactly what they refer to

 

You use Ikea shelves to store your cameras/lenses because you can't afford better shelves since you spent all your money on cameras/lenses

 

Decimal numbers like 0.95, 1.0, 1.2, 1.4 bring tears to your eyes

 

You just realized that the lens you bought yesterday is exactly the same as 2 others that you didn't know you had

 

You take pictures with enlarging, projection, and printing cell lenses on your mirrorless camera

 

You have many lenses without apertures

 

You have many lenses without focus mechanism

 

You have drawers full of lens adapters

 

You have a large bin of lens hoods, and most of them don't fit your lenses, but you tell yourself one day, you will get the lenses that will fit the hoods

 

You can't understand why anyone needs to use the aperture on the lens, since you always shoot wide open

 

You feel no shame when others look at your ugly self-made lens contraption in disgust

 

100% of your pictures contains 99% bokeh, and 1% subject that's in focus.

 

Your favourite pastime is to browse antique/flea market for vintage cameras/lenses

 

You never miss a single camera show

 

You created an app with a SQL database to catalogue and keep track of your cameras/lenses because a spreadsheet has reached its capacity

 

You remember the minute details of a lens, but forget your kids birthdays

 

Your wife is annoyed that you

spend more time with your gear than with the kids, or with her

 

You blog about your favourite lens in length, and the only picture that accompanies the blog entry is the picture of the lens

 

You have 9 camera bags, and all of them are full of gear

You have 8 different tripod heads, and each one has a specific purpose, and each one is used exactly once

 

You fondle your cameras/lenses and talk to them like they are your lover

 

You spend more time on Flickr and online forums than taking pictures

 

You carry your camera with you everywhere you go, but you hardly take any pictures

 

You can't understand why anyone would read whatever Ken Rockwell has to say, and you visit Michael Johnston's theonlinephotographer blog religiously

 

You tell your wife you paid $20 for the very beat-up Speed Panchro that you actually paid $2000 for and she believed you

 

80% of the photo in your Flickr stream is picture of cameras and lenses

 

Your wife thinks your planar is something to organize your daily tasks

 

Your wife can not understand why all your lenses do not zoom or focus themselves

 

You made your kids call you Prime Master

 

You have a RAID 10 storage setup to protect the terabytes of pictures you took of your cameras and lenses

 

You have another RAID 10 storage setup to protect the setup above

 

You drove 4 hours to photograph a sunrise, only to find out you shot everything wide open out of habit, and all the pictures are overexposed

 

You made penholders out of broken lenses

 

You have a box you call treasure that's full of parts from dismantled cameras and lenses.

You hope that you can use them to repair lenses/cameras, but deep down you know that will never happen because that's why they became parts in the first place.

 

You use a stack of filter rings in place of a hood

 

You have a dozen rolls of exposed film in the drawer from 1998, but never developed

 

You get bored of the auto focus lenses you spent tens of thousands of dollar buying, and are having a blast with a $20 enlarging lens taking pictures of your AF lenses

 

You know by heart the first two digits of a Vivitar lens serial number corresponds to which manufacturer who made the lens.

 

You love pictures in RAW, and hate those cooked in jpeg

 

You have thousands of tiny screws harvested from dead cameras/lenses

 

Shasta daisy from my garden.

 

Way back in June I was mucking about on the iPaddle (as one does) playing with the distortion filters in Affinity. I probably should have been doing something more constructive but, hey-ho, life is too short.

 

So this is a set based around a flower pic. I chose it as a starting point because it’s a high-contrast image with oodles of radial symmetry, and I thought it would show up the distortion effects. (A slippery deceit of course as I conveniently invented the reasoning for my chaotic creative meandering after the fact - I suggest you never believe the fallacy that I really know what I am doing! :) ).

 

I’ll cover the processing notes for all the variants and replicate the commentary so you only need read it once (if at all, lol).

 

I’ll post a link to the in-camera original in the first comment.

 

Edit 1 - Colour

A plain colour version, then given a harsh gritty feel by duplicating the image and blending back probably with hard light (though I am not entirely sure).

 

Edit 2 - Plain B&W

The colour version converted to B&W. Bilateral blur (an edge-preserving blur which effectively smoothes out the petals. Glow filter … for a bit of glow (though te be honest I think it’s a bit of a misnomer) :)

 

Edit 3 - Twirl

Starting with the plain B&W version, added twirl in the centre and also a radial blur. Blended the original back to the twirly version with Soft Light.

 

Edit 4 - Shasttered

This used the Diffuse distortion filter (not the Diffuse Light filter) to create the diffusion look, starting with the plain monochrome version. Tweaked that a bit and then took the original B&W version and blended it back with the Subtract mode. This overprinted the diffuse look with an inverted version of the original.

 

I really like this effect - it reminded me of splatter painting in my young days (back in the caves in France ;) ). Or perhaps printing with a flower using black paper and white ink…

 

For Sliders Sunday. I’ll also put the three B&W versions into the 100x challenge as I am rather behind (as life around me doesn’t seem to pause for long enough).

 

Thank you for taking the time to look. I hope you enjoy the images. Happy Sliders Sunday and 100x!

 

[Handheld in daylight.

Raw development and all the subsequent processing done in Affinity Photo.]

On Thanksgiving Day, I rolled out of bed in the wee hours to make the trek up to Castle Lake in hopes of recreating the shot I took last Thanksgiving (see pic in comments), under better conditions this time. To my dismay, part of the uphill trail was covered in snow and frozen over. Not expecting this and with no crampons handy, the part of my brain that still made somewhat sound decisions trumped the photographer illogical reasonings, and thus I turned back. It wasn't until the next day when I returned to the trail under daylight that I realized only about 50 feet of the path was frozen, and with some careful maneuvering, you could make your way up.

 

After backtracking, I headed over to Lake Siskiyou and sat alone waiting for sunrise. As the sky lit up, I counted my blessings.

 

Hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving!

Descend atop soul sanity mask in madness

From above heaven whose eyes within see

Beyond shores existence laid me

Burying me in ere twain

Gusting world mine to world hers

  

Up on thoughts, string illusoriness

That separates’ from us you

And yet makes special, unique, different’ disease

Whereon shame appears to dearest

Nor disappears aloofness

  

Some trade life worthy not exchange

Which fates gift up on lowly

Fashioning life on path mystery

That rose on desert air rejoice in comparison

The streak life in death

  

In clamors unknown, made’ only my notice

That leaves muttering to yours lips

The bind ye little gods, with power over shoulders weakened

And in clatters picks paleness over beauty

Ignored the within, letting it wither perish

  

Conflicting thoughts, utterances

Listening fragile, mind busy

Above lamentations eyes blinks

Away freedom from shame, with wings vulnerability

And yet price expensive as sink into clumsy alienation

  

As trailing moving ants smiles rewinds reminds

Of remains memories, and of its blankness

Leaving in shores unwrapped, uncovered

Leaving not a cord of reasoning

Which, what I with heart half, ripped soul, aging body?

What not if empty not?

  

Like red rose tossing winds wild, with fragrance lost

Of blooming style, wearied and sucked of blood

Like it, my heart ends

Of trees heartbeat I hear,

Of leaves veins I feel

Towards stars, I see wires

And root neurons

  

When again the commune of breeze

Or the romantic touch of night sun

Or sight the noon star, the night rainbow

When again, lesser be all afore

  

Let it the voice heard in the herds bleat

Let it the voice noticed in bees buzzes, in chirping birds

With clouds whispering me before it pours

And road telling where it goes

Night revealing it journeys as day

With love gossiping of coming hatred, disgust

And deeds, of rewards, sows, of harvest

With door telling where it passes

And babies, who they be

Have not you the words spoken?

That still fetters my ankles keep

That still locked between walls I

  

That I prepare for fallen night,

With garments sleeps I as I journey

For dreams sometimes of mourn, often to merry

If this, mirror held sway as I slumbers lumber.

I the might not of madness but fondness

  

Trickle, tinkles seconds away flips

As curtains a close draw

With theme, plot, setting absent

For even life mystery webbed reality

Through overgrown state journeys eternal

Beneath wordless voice perceive

The whimpers, whispering souls

A worker common carder bumble bee (Bombus pascuorum) forages on a purple clover.

 

Bees collect a sugary juice called nectar from the blossom by sucking it out with their tongues. They store it in what's called their honey stomach, which is different from their food stomach. When they have a full load, they fly back to the hive.

 

Carder Bumblebees earn this name from their habit of combing material together (carding) to create a covering for the cells containing the larvae. This species usually creates its nests above ground, often in grass tussocks, in old mouse runs through grass, in tangles of vegetation or just under the surface of the soil.

 

Honeybees have defensive weapons at both ends of their bodies, Greek and French researchers have found: They can not only sting their enemies, as has long been known, but they can also bite them, injecting a venom that paralyzes invaders.

 

Do bees have a brain?

The bee brain only contains about a million neurons, while humans have about 100 billion. ... Somehow, bees are capable of complex reasoning and storing memories over miles and miles of flight, and recent research has begun to show that little bee brains might be the key to understanding our own.

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Shoes - Schuh

Tights - Both gifts

Skirt - Jen's <3

Yellow top - Hand-me-down

Blouse - Hand-me-down

Scarves - Pink, from M&S and Yellow, from Peacocks

 

Worn to a Valentines Day barndance with the Rumford Morris Men.

 

My entire reasoning behind this outfit for Valentines Day was the birds all over my skirt :D (the first mentioning of Valentines Day is within Chaucer's Paliament of Fowls).

Story -

 

We return to our Wasteland Adventures having a night of pre war memories and anecdotes of their travels through the wasteland.

 

Zen's reasoning being, "finders keepers" not standing up in the court of, "I have a laser rifle pointed at your head", she had relinquished the desk fan.. for now. While talking to her fellow dwellers that only a few years ago were neighbours, they ended up reconnecting over nuka colas and 27 year old marshmallows. As the night went on the laughter got louder and the stories more bloated. In the pre -war they used to say: "you are only 6ft away from a rat". In the Wasteland, you are never that far from something that would like to eat you.. that goes for humans too.. Gidgy, Iris and Zen laughed onwards into the night unsuspecting of the attention they had attracted.

  

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Song - youtu.be/5qNEHYZWzsQ

 

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HAPPY FALLOUT DAY!

 

It is that time of year again, on this day in the Fallout universe the bombs dropped and of course that means another Fallout Day shoot! i be really happy how this one turned out. i did plan a massive set like last years but i just didn't have it in me. but this small camp fire idea won my heart and ended up being one of my favourite Fallout Day piccys done to date. A big thank you to Iris and Gidgy once again for posing for the piccy (and not shooting at me *giggles*)

  

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Mushroomeo and Julily's love could not been more darkly forbidden if it invoked the name of every Elder Being from here to eternity. His goth metal obsession, biker gang affiliations, and surly attitude would have fostered apprehension in the minds of most parents, not to mention a pair of mellow and respectable water nymphs, but none of this even came into consideration. As a Myconid, Mushroomeo was barred from any contact with water nymphs due to a centuries-long feud everyone had forgotten the reasoning behind. Julily's parents' efforts to “protect” her in the name of this feud were as vain as trying to hold...well, water. When she by chance had the house to herself, she invited him over to watch Netflix and chill a little before they eloped on his questionably legal motorcycle. A rash decision surely, but the power of their passionate love burned to overcome all barriers of class and ancient hatred; it would be eternal, in life or deat-

 

WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING TO MY MOTORCYCLE YOU TIN CANS

NOOOOOOOOOO

YOU RUINED IT

I CAN'T RIDE SOMETHING THAT'S NOT BLACK

 

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This is part of a building game the tagged builders played for fun that is similar to Symphony of Construction , but uses captions rather than musical compositions for a more laid-back execution. This is the starter build.

 

The caption given by Ultron32 to this build inspired Robots painted the Aliens Motorcycle purple by Dead Frog Inc.

 

Nearly a year ago at Brickcon 2015, Grant Davis handed me a purple barrel and motorcycle shell and charged me with the task of integrating them both into one build. I think he wanted me to do something creative with them; put them to uses other than their intended purposes?

 

Obviously I had no recourse but to use them for their exact intended purposes!

The only church in England to be dedicated to Saint Eata, bishop of Hexham, can be found in the village. The reasoning behind the dedication is unclear. There is no written record suggesting that he ever came so far south. There is, however, a crop photograph from the 1970s of a field in Attingham Park showing the ground plan of a Saxon palace identical to one excavated near Hexham. "Atcham" is a contraction of "Attingham", meaning "the home of Eata's people". The church building dates back to the 11th century.

 

Wikipedia

The ABC

 

Now the rain falls so impetuously, riches aplenty

it keeps us inside, releasing emotions sentimentally blocked

within each breath exhaled by the life-giving cognoscenti

for the inhalation of heartfelt wishes where the Soul is docked

 

annul the repudiated negativity, that divided entity

forever changing the gears of a-la-mode finicality

a centre-stage for the emotive high speed chasing grandevity

where nothing much has changed to alter one's hypersensitivity

 

why do we continually see the rebirth of reflected deathly imagination?

and a ghostly glow of adolescent reasoning and jiggery

overturning wisdom's long standing reverence as king-of-the-nation

creating this nom de plume society of ravishing a hidden lottery

 

it's easy to fall to one side without grasping the deeper mystique

coming undone in the maize of secret truths and nameless nicknames

one step can be a blot upon our landscaped garden growing oblique

unless we clean our feet and wipe the slate clean from para-claims

 

for the energy we reserve should not necessarily wait in queue

as our resource is identifiably within reach of each respiration

listen to yourself alone from the crowded nanny state keen to subdue

that driving inner passion resplendent in it's desirable temptation

 

it's not going to go away, never can it be suppressed by uniformity

nor ridiculed by anything with the assurance of veridicality

get the life and see the light of illuminating your vision's own worshipability

embrace the warmth and energy bestowed by the xantho-vitality

 

no answer is found without thumbing through the pages of you

no time no chance no single glance, but the essence of escaping the human zoo.

 

by anglia24

12h45: 25/05/2008

©2008anglia24

 

Variation quadriptych on the use and study of valid reasoning with mannequins - JE SUIS CONSUMER.

 

On the palgagic we came across what seemed to be two adults and a youngster and they really did put on a good show for us!

 

My very basic understanding of Latin tells me that 'Megaptera' means something along the lines of 'Giant wing', a very fitting name. If you know more, please do share! I enjoy the meanings and reasoning of Latin names given to animals.

 

Given that we were not looking for whales, it was a complete 'fluke' that we saw these guys!

(Please excuse the terrible joke, I just had to).

I don't really understand the reasoning behind making wild eyed comparisons as such (eg: Milk>Gas), but I do find amusement in extremes of absurdity..

The artist Eva Hild won the competition for the artistic design in the urban space located south of Malmö Live and facing the water of the canal. The sculpture "Rubato – free flow" alludes to a musical composition, where you can read movement, rhythm and sound (layer upon layer). The bubbles of the cavities play against the rhythmic structure of the walls. An improvisation and freedom within limits.

 

The competition jury's reasoning was as follows:

 

"The expression sweet music is often used to explain the inexplicably beautiful and beautiful. It is used for meetings between people and to express feelings. This artistic creation is inspired by the longing for and the feeling in the sweet music. The piece transforms the music into living soft forms that seem to be in constant motion as they wander inward, outward and upward. It gives the viewer free associations, new thoughts and dreamy images. "Rubato - free flow"; takes the place, catches your eye - and sweet music arises".

 

The sculpture is 6 meters high, 7 meters wide and 6 meters deep. It is made of cast aluminum and painted white.

 

Rubato was inaugurated on June 3, 2015.

 

🇸🇪 Escultura Rubato

 

La artista Eva Hild ganó el concurso para el diseño artístico del espacio urbano situado al sur de Malmö Live y frente al agua del canal. La escultura "Rubato – free flow" alude a una composición musical, donde se puede leer movimiento, ritmo y sonido (capa sobre capa). Las burbujas de las cavidades juegan con la estructura rítmica de las paredes. Una improvisación y libertad dentro de límites.

 

El razonamiento del jurado del concurso fue el siguiente:

 

"La expresión música dulce se utiliza a menudo para explicar lo inexplicablemente bello y bello. Se utiliza para encuentros entre personas y para expresar sentimientos. Esta creación artística está inspirada en el anhelo y el sentimiento de la dulce música. La pieza transforma la música en formas suaves y vivas que parecen estar en constante movimiento mientras vagan hacia adentro, afuera y hacia arriba. Ofrece al espectador asociaciones libres, nuevos pensamientos e imágenes de ensueño. "Rubato - free flow" ocupa el lugar, llama la atención y surge una dulce música".

 

La escultura tiene 6 metros de alto, 7 metros de ancho y 6 metros de profundidad. Está fabricado en fundición de aluminio y pintado de blanco.

 

Rubato fue inaugurado el 3 de junio de 2015.

 

Disclaimer: both texts, in English and Spanish, are a free translation from planteringsforeningen.se/projekt/rubato/ and made with Google Translator.

 

Malmö Sweden Suecia Sverige

 

55.606113, 12.993188 - IMG_0424

 

Sample of asbestiform actinolite ore from the United States. Common, non-asbestos actinolite mineral material often appears as green to dark green "non-asbestos" bladed crystals in peculiar "rays" of angular/radiating patterns; reasoning that its name is assigned from Greek: "aktinos" ("ray") + -ite. Generally, the more iron content, the deeper the color and more transition from the tremolitic mineral end-series and ferro-actinolite transition.

Legate Mark slowly leads his legion deeper and deeper into enemy territory.

 

One of Mark's tribunes Titus Labienus seemed anxious as to their speed.

"Legate Mark, are we not moving at to sluggish a pace to reach the city by nightfall?"

 

Mark smiled in his usual way.

"Surely you are not impatient, Labienus? You know as well as I that Lampsacus has no walls, Tylis fears its colonies may rebel and prevents them from building fortifications."

Labienus' forehead creased in perplexity.

"What has that to do with our pace of speed?"

 

Mark turned his head round to face his trusted lieutenant.

"Let me explain my reasoning. I doubt very much we will be given the opportunity to besiege the city itself. The citizens will obviously want to fight us in the most advantageous way possible. That cannot be done while sitting in a defenceless city while waiting for us to surround them. No, they will be coming out to intercept us. Ambushes and surprise attacks are not out of the question, therefore we should proceed with the greatest caution lest we be utterly destroyed."

 

Labienus raised his eyebrows.

"I now see the logic of a methodical march. Let us hope that the Tylisians are honorable in warfare and do not pounce from the shadows like the barbarians."

 

Mark felt a rush of exhilaration at the thought of impending battle.

"I have a feeling that they will be warriors of a different mettle my friend."

 

To Be Continued!

 

Yes, those are purist leaves.

Yes, those are lavender leaves.

Yes, it's supposed to look like spring! ;)

 

TFVAHAGD!

 

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This photo shows Left vs. Right Brain dominance in people.

Top: Left Brained. People with left brain dominance are good with math, science, reasoning, and logic.

Bottom: Right Brained. People with right brain dominance tend to be more musical, artistic, creative, they like more chaos.

 

 

This is a huge mistake to think that man is a rational being. The power of reasoning does not give reason.

 

Diary of an inmate.

Thirty-third day.

Cleo with her (okay, my) new pumpkin. I found this one at the pumpkin exhibition on Saturday and had to buy it because the shape reminded me of Cleo. They really look good together IMHO but I have the feeling that my chain of reasoning didn't convince Cleo completely.

If you read back through my previous shots you'll see the reasoning behind the numbering. Lesson learned here - its not just about what you include in the frame, its about what you leave out. Took agaes to get a comp that excluded the other boats moored off to the right.

As the ladies from the WI are strictly following the rules to stay at home during these abnormal times, they have been holding their meetings via a video online conferencing system which Hoof and Horace had designed and installed a few weeks back.

The first item on the agenda to be debated ’shock horror’ evidence had come to light of cheating at the recent botty coughing competition, which as you will all remember was held on the green outside the church hall back in January.

Reportage of the competition had been covered in detail during the upload of my shot ‘Let It Go’ 📡 😱https://www.flickr.com/photos/137633664@N05/49438540241/in/dateposted-public/

  

Clarrisa Penpillick who organised the botty coughing competition has been studying data recorded on the day.

She was acting on information picked up by sensors located around the church hall which had recorded, wind speeds, clarity, depth of tone, ferocity of each botty cough, plus the oder factor, we are not talking Coco Chanel, more an essence of Vindaloo.📘📕📖

 

These findings did indeed show discrepancies of the botty coughs let go by the winner Mrs Trebillcock compared to the rest of the contestants, especially the rate at which she could repeat each performance.💪💨💨💨

 

Another source of information were the audience who witnessed this cheeky event, especially Jago Nancarrow who had a ring side seat, and had recently retired as a lecturer at the institute of botty coughing who was of the opinion that Mrs Trebillcock could break wind faster than the speed of sound, he based this on the fact that he could smell it before he heard it.🚀

 

Therefore the committee needed to ask the question had Mrs Trebillcock taken a performance enhancing substance, or had she been born with some form of biological advantage, as an example being double jointed in her nether regions, not a pretty sight.

 

Mrs Trebillcock was duly summoned to appear on camera and confessed to the committee that during a training session in the build up to the botty coughing competition she had been showing off in front of Mrs Trebogus and had lit some of her botty coughs much to both of their amusement. However they had not carried out a risk assessment and subsequently Mrs Trebillcock suffered a blow back, which in turn had wrecked her passage, no you lot, the one leading to the hallway in her property.💨💨🔥🔥

 

After the fire brigade had extracted Mrs Trebillcock from her hallway, (Mrs T likes a man in uniform) she was taken for a check, or was it a cheek over at Madeleine Bokiddicks house.

Madeleine had recently retired from her job as a blacksmith and set up a little business of cosmetic enhancement for the discerning lady.🚒💦💦

 

Following an examination of Mrs Trebillcock’s undercarriage, Madeleine explained that she would require a procedure in the area that had been affected during the stunt which had amused Mrs Trebogus.

Mrs Trebillcock was very happy to proceed with this recommendation. 👵

 

Following the procedure Mrs Trebillcock found that she had this amazing ability to let go some supersonic botty coughs. Secretly she was quite chuffed with this new found party piece, however she felt the reasoning should be explained🎉🎉.💨💨

 

She phoned Madeleine, now bear in mind Mrs T is a bit Mutton Jeff (deaf) Madeline explained that due to flash over damage, the procedure had required the enhancement of some of your buttocks, Mrs T responded “I thought you said this procedure would require Botox”☎️

 

Thank you so much for viewing my photos in these abnormal times which we are all in together. Your comments and banter are so appreciated, keep smiling we will get through this provided we follow the official advise, stay home.

 

Take care🍺🍺🍺🍷🍷🍷👍😎🐎🐷😂😂😂

   

“The idea of reasoning together was dealt a fateful blow in the twentieth century by the collapse of moral language, the disappearance of ‘I ought’ and its replacement by ‘I want’, ‘I choose’, ‘I feel’.”

-Rabbi Jonathan Sacks

KCS Eastbound Freight Train M-SHAR passes through Control Point 554 as they skirt along Cross Lake in Shreveport, LA. about to duck under I-220 at the HWY 173 exit. This days lead locomotive is a Progress Rail Tier 4 SD70ACe EMDX 7207 of which KCS took delivery of in 2019, they are built with a Caterpillar Engine, which is the reasoning for the yellow paint scheme.

Cerro de los Siete Colores - Purmamarca - Jujuy - Argentina.

 

Cerro de los Siete Colores (The Hill of Seven Colors) is one of the hills bordering the Quebrada de Purmamarca which is in turn is a western branch of the Quebrada de Humahuaca up to Cuesta del Lipán, in Jujuy Province, Argentina.

Its unique color range is the product of a complex geological history including marine sediments, lake and river movements elevated with the movement of the tectonic plates.

 

Aside from the commonly known name this colourful hill carries, the locals of the town of Purmamarca also refer to it as the Hill of the Seven Skirts. This is an unofficial name, and not many people other than those who live here refer to it this way. The reasoning behind this second name is because of the resemblance between the colours on the hill and that of the traditional, long skirts worn by Andean women.

 

This breathtaking sight is composed of 7 different colours, all of which derive from different types of rocks; leading to its diverse range of colours. Each colour/rock is also said to have formed during different time periods. Firstly, pink is believed to be composed of red clay, mudstone (mud) and arilitas (sand). Its estimated age goes back about 3 to 4 million years. The shade of white surrounding the pink is mostly made up of limestone and is aged about 400 million years. Continuing onto the mix of brown and purples, which are composed of lead, and rich in calcium carbonate, and is 80 to 90 million years of age. On top of the purple-brown colour, there is an earthy brown colour that has been detected in the rock. The rocks making up this colour are the most recent colours appearing on the rocks, aging at 1 to 2 million years old, and is described as ‘fanglomerate composed of rock with manganese belonging to Quaternary.’ As for the red, which is composed of claystones (iron) and other clays belonging to the upper Tertiary, its said to also be aged around 3 to 4 millions years. The shades of green, aging at about 600 million years, are made up of phyllites, and slates of copper oxide. Finally, the yellow mustard colour is made of sandstones with sulfur, and is estimated at 80 to 90 million years.

 

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Utrecht, The Netherlands, 2017

 

Reasoning behind the photo can be found in my blog at www.fernandocoelho.photography/blog

Construction date: 1886-1898 (built in stages) - Architect: Benjamin Mountfort - Architectural style: Carpenter Gothic

 

"St Mary's Cathedral Church, also known as St Mary's Church, is the former Cathedral Church of the Anglican Diocese of Auckland. Located in Parnell, it replaced the earlier Old St Mary's. This wooden Gothic Revival church was designed by the prominent Christchurch architect Benjamin Mountfort and completed in 1897. The building served as the Cathedral Church and principal Anglican church of Auckland until 1973 when the Chancel of Holy Trinity Cathedral, for which the foundation stone was laid in 1957, came into use. In 1982 St Mary's Church was moved across Parnell Road to its present site beside the Cathedral.

 

Old St Mary's, as it came to be known, was replaced by a large wooden church, for which the Foundation Stone was laid in 1886. At more than 50 metres long, it is the largest wooden Gothic church in the world. Its English born architect Benjamin Mountfort had become one of New Zealand's most eminent architects, responsible for many of the Gothic Revival buildings in Christchurch. St Mary's is the most impressive of his wooden church designs.

 

The original intention had been to build the church in stone, but the plan had been rejected as too expensive. Mountfort seems to have ignored the perishable and limited qualities of wood, and built a vast church worthy of the finest stone. St Mary's covers an area of 9,000 square feet (840 m2) and has architectural features normally associated only with the great medieval cathedrals of Europe.

 

Bishop William Cowie instigated the decision to make St Mary's the Cathedral Church during 1887, and the first part of the church, consisting of the Chancel and three bays of the Nave was consecrated and used from 1888.

 

The church was completed to its present state by the addition of the four final bays and consecrated in 1898. It was Mountfort's final large scale work.

 

Externally the most noticeable architectural features of the long rectangular building are the numerous gables of the mostly single story structure. The gables, often placed above lancet shaped windows, serve to accentuate the Gothic motifs. This is particularly evident on the exterior of the altar tribune where three tall narrow windows rise up into the gables themselves, the tribune itself is three sided, the wooden construction making the traditional Romanesque curve in stone impossible.

 

The opposing end of the church containing the principal entrance, displays the full height of the building with one large gable, containing not only ground floor windows but two levels of clerestory windows above. The gable here slopes at two angles. The architect's reasoning for this was to increase the height of the gable at the façade's centre, rather than allow it to rise uniformly according to the width of the building. This central steeper roof pitch increased the ceiling height to the central aisle, as would be found over the central aisle of a true Gothic cathedral. However, the resultant effect has been to create a gable which to European eyes appears as though designed to bear the weight of heavy snow falls. In an area where snow does not occur this gives the façade, with its protruding decorated architrave above the first clerestory, an almost whimsical Swiss chalet atmosphere, which adds greatly to the building's individuality. Almost a hundred years later this feature was subtly suggested in the corresponding roof-line of the new Cathedral Nave.

 

In 1982 St Mary's Church was moved into the precinct of the Cathedral of the Holy Trinity, a major feat of engineering when the church was transported across the road and turned through 90° onto its present site."

 

Extract sourced from Wikipedia: St Mary's Cathedral Church (10th June 2013)

 

Prior to this trip to Glacier I wrote a post musing about which pinhole camera I would take. I settled on my Reality So Subtle 6x12, with my reasoning being that Glacier National Park just seems so well suited for a panoramic camera and I had already been with my Reality So Subtle 6x17 on a previous trip. My reasoning proved to be sound when I found myself a couple miles out the Highline Trail and presented with this seemingly neverending (and never exhausting) vista. The Reality So Subtle 6x12 was a camera made for such places. My Hasselblad cut neat slices out of the view, but struggled to take it all in. My Reality So Subtle had no such hesitations. In fact, I worried about overusing it.

 

Glacier is a park of expansive vistas. It is teeming with them. A lot of them are readily accessible. A bit of hiking gets you many more. And I hear tell of some very adventurous hikes that reward you with even more of them. Should/when I get back to this place, I think there will be little doubt that I will have a panoramic camera of one type or another with me.

 

Reality So Subtle 6x12F

Silberra Color 50

I think I have found a way to repeat this shape (not consistently) by setting larger first drop (S1=80), relatively short first delay(D1=50), smaller second drop (S2=20), very short second delay (D2=5), medium third drop (S3=30). With this settings, I can get this shape much easier.

 

(For those who does not understand what it is above, those are parameters used for my Water Drop Kit, currently on KickStarter)

 

The reasoning is the larger first drop will create high jet with relatively more momentum, and because of relatively short first delay, when the smaller second drop collides with the jet, it creastes a smaller splash but the jet is still going up because the second drop is small. Then when the third drop collides with the splash, liquid flows along the first splash forming a long tube. Of course, this is my guess, need to see this under my high speed camera once I build my high power light source for it.

 

This video shows more of it

Thank you Explore June 2nd 2010

  

Geranium, Johnson's Blue