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Mystery Train - The Neville Brothers / Brother's Keeper (1990). Original song Junior Parker (1953)
Slow Train - Kevin Morby / Harlem River (2013)
Runaway Train - Brandon Boyd / The Wild Trapeze (2010)
Thorbjørn Risager & The Black Tornado - Train / Change My Game (2017)
The Gospel Train - Alabama 3 / Outlaw (2005)
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(...)
Had a talk with my old man
Said, "Help me understand"
He said "Turn 68, oh, you'll re-negotiate"
"Don't stop this train"
Don't for a minute change the place you're in
And don't think I couldn't ever understand
I tried my hand
John, honestly we'll never stop this train"
Cause now I see, I'm never gonna stop this train
Never gonna stop this train.
Stop This Train - John Mayer / Where The Light Is (Live in Los Angeles), Cd 1 / (2008)
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I have always lived in houses, which were very close to the sea and also very close there was a railway line. I have always liked to see a train pass or hear its sound. When I was little and left school, we would go to the railways, close to home, to throw stones at the freight wagons of the freight trains that came down and brought salt from the Súria and Cardona mines, to be loaded onto ships in the port of Barcelona. In addition to throwing stones at it, we counted the number of wagons the locomotive was carrying. Possibly, this train loaded with salt, its schedule was around 1 noon and not at 2:10, like the song written by Albertano and sung with that special voice by Taj Mahal, whom I consider the best bluesman, with permission from B.B. King.
We spend a part of our childhood on the railroad tracks, between abandoned wagons and freight trains. And the port and the sea in summer. Unforgettable days.
There was a day, when several locomotives united, transported many wagons. We count more than a hundred. They seem like a lot to me, but the mind of a child, when he is a child, is a little messy. They talk and think in such a way that it seems they are a little crazy. But they are not. I don't know if it was really more than a hundred wagons that we counted. Possibly we miscounted. But that day... that day was a truly unforgettable "orgy" of stone throwing.
On this railway line, some people died who did not hear the locomotive arrive. And even some person committed suicide, stretched out on the tracks while the railroad came at full speed, without the possibility of stopping. While i'm listening to "Mystery Train" by The Neville Brothers, with this lilting rhythm, imitating the sound of a railway, I remember the kind locomotive driver, who when he saw us, he would sound the train's horn, say hello to us and reduce the speed of the locomotive, so that we had more time to throw stones. We were not hooligans. We were just... children playing .
Never let a train get away from you. And much less, those trains that suddenly appear and cross our lives. Get on all the trains you find, even if they are mysterious... because life is a mystery train, you never know where it will take you.
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Cause now I see, I'm never gonna stop this train
Never gonna stop this train.
Well I woke up this morning and the sun refused to shine.
Til I hear the 2:10 train.
With all these happening around the world, and near us, i have to share this <3
"To claim one day to live as free people, that is, as people who refuse to exercise as well as suffer horror"
- Albert Camus
(in free translation)
«Να αξιωθούμε μια μέρα να ζήσουμε σαν ελεύθεροι άνθρωποι, δηλαδή σαν άνθρωποι που αρνιούνται να ασκήσουν καθώς και να υποστούν τη φρίκη»
- Αλμπέρ Καμύ
I was going to skip this week's Smile on Saturday's theme "Spooky Spiders" since I don't like them and refuse to get rid of live ones then decorate with fake ones...lol. However, our local restaurant we frequent often had these spider decorations. So, happy Halloween weekend to my flicker friends who celebrate this spooky fun holiday.
she refuses to get dressed and to prepare for sleep and she joined us when i picture her sister ,then i told them to give me a pose and this is what i get LOL!
صوره عفويه ^^
الا خنقه مسكينه XD
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TO BE CONTINUED >>>>>
mashalla is must
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we saw this blond male a few times in Mara North Conservancy, while he was in the company of a female of a small pride. Initially she refused to mate with him but we heard afterwards that they were seen while mating.
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Lt. Osed walked into detective Shippe´s office. ´Quistis´, he said, we have talked about this before but you really need a new partner.´ Detective Shippe´s former partner refused to work with her any longer since she was stubborn and only did things her way without taking her partner into account.
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Passing over the Trent & Mersey Canal, and against the backdrop of the steamy Tata Chemicals plant (purveyors of synthetic soda ash), is Freightliner unit 70011 hauling the 9.16am Bredbury RTS - Runcorn Folly Lane (6F33) industrial and domestic refuse train, aka 'The Binliner'.
The location is Lostock Gralam on the outskirts off Northwich where I'd brought the camera along to take advantage of a 'waiting appointment' for a car service. Due to some additional personal commitments taken on recently, outings with the camera have been thin on the ground and while I'll be catching up over the next few days, Flickr presence will be a bit hit and miss for the next few weeks.
This is hardly a new spot, but what drew me to the shot was what I believe to be the relatively new, and certainly eye-catching, narrow boat moored up on the right, together with the reflections in the canal. Named 'Forget-me-not', my research suggests the boat was built locally a couple of years or so ago, and is 57' long. Designed for permanent living my guess is you'd see little change from a £100k if something like this took your eye. But for sure I can see the appeal!
10.56am, 13th July 2021
(or Winter upon us! Tegg, a first year theater student says
I have always been touched by the tragic story of the Romanovs and fascinated by the history of the Czars. The Romanov family reigned from 1613 to 1917.
Anastasia was only 17 when she was executed/ murdered with her parents, three older sisters and little brother, in the basement of Ipatiev House by the Bolshevik revolutionaries under Yakov Yurovsky. They were shot and bayonetted to death.
After the revolution of 1917 which deposed him, Czar Nicholas appealed for asylum from his English cousin who later became King George V, but he was refused, supposedly for political reasons. This sealed the family's fate. To Communists the Romanov family were symbols of a decadent and oppressive autocratic regime and as such they were held prisoners in Siberia for more than a year before the decision was made to brutally murder them. it is believed Lenin ordered the execution.
After the fall of Communism the remains of five family members and four loyal retainers were finally found in the nearby Koptyaki forest and buried with ceremony in St. Petersburg in 1998. The two remaining children were found in 2007. All were identified by Dna thus putting to rest the stories that any may have escaped, especially Anastasia.
They were all declared holy martyrs and saints by the Russian Orthodox church. The Church of All Saints was erected on the former site of Ipatiev House..
Listen ♪ Russian Orthodox choir
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"Today, refuse to see yourself as a recipient of negative vibrations or as a victim of subtle or gross influence around you. Practice broadcasting the high vibrations of your inner radiance remembering all the while that the place upon which you stand is holy simply because you are standing there." — Michael Beckwith
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More small Post Offices face closure as officials cut costs: Hundreds set to be moved into supermarkets and other shops
Hundreds of town and village post offices are being closed to cut costs
Bosses are demanding sub-postmasters move their shops to other stores
If they refuse, their post office could be forcibly moved to another venue
Stack of old magazines and sales catalogs, ready for the refuse and then be reincarnated as new pages.
Inedible mushrooms are also often called “Toadstools”. They are not recommended for consumption, most often due to their taste, hard consistency or too small size. But some of them are poisonous and hallucinogenic.
I envy people who know how to pick mushrooms... I don’t know how, in the forest I see a lot of beautiful things, but not mushrooms, they always hide from me. My older brothers refused to take me into the forest, they had to look for me, not mushrooms :)
No wonder he looks so happy: awaiting the merciful jaws of the crusher lorry then the eternal peace and quiet of the landfill until full biodegradation occurs and no trace of his existence is left. Merry Christmas, Mr Box!
"Auto-focus" let me down, but I like how she is planted on that spot. Camille has been forced to stay inside for a few days lately--once when there was a lot of fledgling activity in the yard, and a couple of times for willfully refusing to come in at night. (If she is out all night, she has to spend the next whole day indoors.) As a consequence, Camille is in a readjustment phase. Here, she would like attention, but she is wary that I might pick her up and take her inside.
Heard a bull frog croaking loudly then walked to the other side of a back pool and found this one hiding in the heavy shade as shown in next photo, but a ray of sunlight finally broke through to light it up. Waited several minutes but it never moved and refused to croak while I was watching so left. I'm sure it wanted to continue call for a mate and didn't want to give up its place. Still wanting to get a photo of one croaking, maybe someday. :)
Malcolm X (Malcolm Little)
Born: Omaha, Nebraska, USA – 19/5/1925
Died: New York City, USA – 21/2/1965
Malcolm X was born as Malcolm Little into an African-American family deeply marked by racist violence. His father, Earl Little, was a Baptist preacher and an active supporter of Marcus Garvey’s movement, which promoted Black pride and self-determination. Because of this, he was persecuted by white supremacist groups and died while Malcolm was still a child, in circumstances widely believed to have been a murder disguised as an accident. His mother, Louise Norton Little, collapsed under the weight of poverty, persecution, and loss, and was later institutionalized in a psychiatric hospital. Malcolm and his siblings were separated and placed in foster homes and institutions.
Growing up in a deeply segregated America, Malcolm experienced systemic racism at an early age. Despite excelling at school, he was discouraged by teachers from pursuing higher education “because he was Black.” As a teenager, he moved to Boston and later to Harlem, living on the margins of society through precarious jobs, petty crime, and drug use. In 1946, he was arrested and sentenced to a long prison term.
Prison and transformation
It was in prison that Malcolm Little underwent his most profound transformation. Through intense self-education, obsessive reading, and correspondence with his siblings, he came into contact with the Nation of Islam. He converted to Islam, rejected the surname “Little”—which he saw as a name imposed by slavery—and adopted the letter “X” to symbolize the lost African identity erased by oppression.
After his release in 1952, he quickly became one of the most powerful and charismatic spokesmen of the Nation of Islam. He preached Black pride, self-defense, separation from white society, and delivered a radical critique of the hypocrisy of American democracy, which claimed freedom while denying basic rights to Black people.
Break and political independence
Over time, Malcolm X entered into conflict with the leadership of the Nation of Islam, particularly Elijah Muhammad, disillusioned by moral hypocrisy and political passivity within the organization. In 1964, he publicly broke with the Nation of Islam.
After the split, Malcolm X undertook a pilgrimage to Mecca, which marked a new evolution in his thinking. He acknowledged the possibility of human brotherhood beyond skin color, without ever abandoning his denunciation of Western structural racism. He founded new political and religious organizations and began to connect the African-American struggle with anti-colonial movements and global human rights struggles.
This phase made him even more dangerous: no longer controlled by an organization, no longer confined to an internal rhetoric, but an autonomous, international, lucid political leader.
Assassination
On 21/2/1965, during a speech at the Audubon Ballroom in Harlem, Malcolm X was assassinated by gunfire.
The material killers were members of the Nation of Islam, but the murder occurred within a climate of hatred, isolation, threats, and surveillance, marked by serious institutional failures and responsibilities that were never fully clarified.
Malcolm X was eliminated because he refused compromise, because he broke ideological boundaries, and because his free and radical voice could no longer be controlled.
I publish these portraits to remember those who gave their lives for humanity, human rights, justice, and freedom. This work is meant especially for younger generations, to make visible stories that are too often forgotten or never taught, and to keep alive the memory of those who paid the highest price for truth and dignity.
131-1 N. Xiangyang Rd., Shanghai
The "QR code for the place" on the wall outside the window is a new-born relic of the past, after six months of monitoring the lives of the residents, as China has completely abandoned its anti-epidemic restrictions.
Theoretically, each customer was supposed to scan the "QR code for the place" with his/her smartphone, which then displayed a so-called "health QR code": if it was green, it meant there is no problem, if it was yellow, the customer would be refused and, if it was red, everyone, whether the customer with the red QR code or the shop assistants who were present, would be arrested and taken to a concentration camp for quarantine.