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Two images - one of my brother Chris playing the piano and a close up shot of the actual piano keys. the images were blended together in post processing.
digital art 2016
Created for The AWARDTREE'S - ~ Back From the Future ~ challenge
Gurdjieff - De Hartmann Vol 01
~Voyage vers des lieux inaccessibles,~
Alain Kremski (Journey to Inaccessible Places)
"Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven!" — Lord Byron
"Astronomy compels the soul to look upward, and leads us from this world to another" — Plato
"Man is an artifact designed for space travel. He is not designed to remain in his present biologic state any more than a tadpole is designed to remain a tadpole"— William S. Burroughs
"I don't know what you could say about a day in which you have seen four beautiful sunsets."— John Glenn, Astronaut
“We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us. Even while the earth sleeps we travel. We are the seeds of the tenacious plant, and it is in our ripeness and our fullness of heart that we are given to the wind and are scattered.” ― Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
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Crawling from hell
Fallen from grace
And there is nothing left to take
Leaving the past to the grave
So we can reincarnate
"...She went up on the altar. Elias waited for her to hold out his hand, and when it happened... She's reincarnated..."
“If I were reincarnated, I wouldn’t mind coming back as an undiscovered seahorse.”
― Jessica Marie Baumgartner
With paint so fresh it almost looks ridiculous, CP 9014 leads a Revelstoke bound CWR through the ghost town of Seebe. Don't get me wrong, it was still neat watching a reincarnated CP barn.
A San Andres de Teixido iras de muerto si no fuiste de vivo....
La historia comienza por los celos que San Andrés sentía ante la cantidad de peregrinos que recibía Santiago de Compostela.
Un día lo visitó Dios, acompañado de su discípulo San Pedro y les comentó su queja con la esperanza de arrancar de su interior la profunda tristeza que sentía. A lo que el Todopoderoso le prometió que, a partir de entonces, a su santuario acudirían en procesión todos los mortales y, quien no lo hiciera en vida, tendría que hacerlo muerto y reencarnado en un animal.
You will go dead if you have not gone alive .... The story begins with the jealousy that San Andrés felt at the number of pilgrims that Santiago de Compostela received.
One day God visited him, accompanied by his disciple Saint Peter and he commented on his complaint with the hope of pulling from his interior the deep sadness he felt. To which the Almighty promised that, from then on, all mortals would come in procession to his sanctuary and, whoever did not do so in life, would have to do it dead and reincarnated into an animal.
Statues like the above is called Roku Jizou (六地蔵 six Ksitigarbhas).
This photo was taken on the approach road to Joujuin (成就院) Buddhist temple in Hirotsu, Ikeda. It is located on an isolated mountainside thickly covered with a forest.
Jizou (地蔵 Ksitigarbha) is one of the four principal Bodhisattvas (菩薩 Bosatsu) in Mahayana Buddhism. Other Bodhisattvas are Fugen (普賢菩薩, Samantabhadra), Monju (文殊菩薩, Manjusri), and Kan-non (観音菩薩 Avalokiteśvara). Bodhisattvas are would-be Buddhas and are considered as the highest-rank saints in the Mahayana Buddhism hierarchy.
Mahayana Buddhism assumes six hierarchical worlds; people reincarnate according to their deeds in their present life into one of the six worlds of god (天道), human (人間道), titan (修羅道), animal (畜生道), hungry ogre (餓鬼道), and hell (地獄道). Each of the Jizou sextet is in charge of a world, and the sextet as a whole are assumed to save all the beings regardless of their reincarnated worlds, which is the reason for the six statues.
Apart from the Mahayana Buddhist logics, Jizou has been worshipped as a guardian especially for children. The sextet statues are often installed on the roadside.
I have an impression that the six worlds idea sounds like a caste system. It might be an influence from Hinduism.
Wassaic, NY
The Wassaic Project, a rare survivor among the stately wood-crib elevators that once towered over rural America, this 105-foot-tall structure has been reincarnated as one of the strangest new homes for contemporary art in the Northeast, a place that feels like a Lower East Side gallery transplanted into a treehouse, redolent of damp pine and the animal feed that once filled the spaces.
(excerpt from the NY Times)
Entry #6
The truth has been revealed to me and I don't know what to make of it.
Am I really Princess Asherah reincarnate? How could my parents hold this secret from me for so long?
They finally sat me down a few weeks ago and explained everything. It turns out that they were having trouble to conceive and went before Mother Gaia to beg for a miracle. Mother G said she would make the blessing happen only if the old life seed of Princess Asherah was placed in my mom's womb. My parents happily accepted but as the years passed, had a change of heart and tried to steer me from the truth in the hopes of me becoming my own person.
According to the old text, Princess Asherah was the firt born of Mother G and her life was cut short during the first great war before her powers fully developed. Mother G went on to have many children but always mourned her first born.
Mother G visited me again in sleep and showed me Princess Asherah, I must admit we look a lot like, I even saw some of the same mannerisms in the vision, uhm dream.
I feel an incredible amount of weight on my shoulders, the expectations of me to be someone who once was... who was going be "the key of the realms"... is just too much to bear!
I must beseech Mother G in the flesh to undue this... I will start my journey soon and cross 7 dangerous realms to see her, I will do whatever it takes to undo this!
This isn't the greatest photo as it was just my phone that I used. With the rise of both AI and government surveillance, I don't want to post any photos where someone can be identified with facial recognition software. We live in a very alarming world right now where our freedoms are being taken away.
All the more reason to protest, though. Some of you international artists may have seen that there was a huge showing in several major cities. Our news outlets here are pretty terrified of Trump but even the republican ones like Fox News is still showing his approval rating is low 30s...which makes you wonder how low it actually is. Of course, when they can't win an election, they try to just cheat more and that's exactly what they are doing with new voting restrictions proposed. We don't have three branches of government these days, we have a reincarnated Marie Antoinette who has gotten away with extreme wealth while the constituents suffer.
When Trump was first elected, I thought the worst thing that anyone could do in my country was put children in cages. Now, it's an entire industry. Meanwhile, we're waging a war that initially some Iranians thought might be their chance out of decades of oppression...like one could ever trust the US to do anything on behalf of humanity.
Between the ICE Raids targeting innocent mothers and the lack of nutrition and health care, there's of course the Epstein Files, which it seems obvious Trump's wars are just trying to cover up. When you start to look deeper and see kids on missing person's lists are mentioned, you realize, the rich and powerful likely kidnapped, raped, then murdered some of these children and, unlike in other countries, people have yet to be held accountable here. For years, QAnon thought Trump was just "infiltrating the deep state" of Epstein despite decades of photos and notes that were revealed between the two pedophile friends and they ended up succeeding in electing the pedophile criminal they were so determined was some sort of truth seeker. I don't know how people are so absolutely illogical but there you have it....a lack of education, of believing everything on their screen, of no critical thinking has all culminated into this moment.
So what is going to happen now? Does it mean anything at all to protest peacefully? Probably not. The billionaires in this oligarchy masquerading as a democracy control everything and we've just gone too far down this rabbit hole. They have no morals and have all the power. They will do what they see fit and NOT ask questions later.
So, why protest? Why resist? I guess, for one's own sense of humanity. Continue to object, resist, say no with every cell in your body. Realize that there is an evil presence that has taken over and convinced many of the "religious" people that he is Jesus, as if Jesus ever hung out with billionaires and murdered innocent people. If we are to persist not as Americans but as humans, we must continue to say, "I believe this is wrong." That's all there is to it.
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one billion four hundred five million three hundred and sixty thousand Indians know or will soon recognize this place, dream or will dream to be reincarnated here
I will be glad to see you in
BNSF 1409 and 1404 are respectively the former BN 9218 and 9213, reincarnated in the form of these repainted, re-equipped 60M's with some updated amenities. They are looking mighty good approaching Hinckley, Illinois with LCHI476 which has spent the day doing a Rochelle to Eola turn, and will end their afternoon back at Rochelle about 30 miles ahead.
Reflection of Kita Alps on the rice paddy in Oomachi. Two photos were merged to get this image.
This photo clearly shows a fault line with triangular facets.
Rice paddy gets water-soaked in late April for planting rice. Mizu-kagami (水鏡) means the mirror of water. Azumino Valley is covered by an extensive network of irrigation canals.
The mountain in the centre is called Gaki-dake (餓鬼岳 2,647 m). Gaki means hungry ogre often implying children with a derogatory nuance. The word has a Mahayana Buddhist origin, which refers to those reincarnated as subhumans as a consequence of poor conducts in their previous life.
The highest mountain in the photo is Jounendake (常念岳 2,857 m) which is snow-capped and seen behind a ridge in the left.
Stack of old magazines and sales catalogs, ready for the refuse and then be reincarnated as new pages.
It hurts to think I might not see you again
But I don’t think I can stay here anymore
I have waited patiently for so long
But it looks as though you have gone
I’ll be waiting in the church porch, you said
After the service, you know the one
But I think I might be mistaken
Or have I been misled?
But something doesn’t feel right
The light always stays the same
And nobody seems to see me
It’s as though all my colours have fled
I have been here every Easter
I’m pretty sure that’s what you meant
I am feeling a certain unease
Am I to be reincarnated instead?
I feel the same, I am the same
But maybe I look different to you
Maybe older, maybe wiser
Younger? Or just dead
Either way, I really have to go
I think I am running out of choices
That light is not going to last forever
And I might miss my chance to follow
Goodbye my love, I tried to wait
But maybe you will find me
I think there’s time, always time
For you to search tomorrow
I was on my way home here, cutting back through the porch that covers the walkway from the Old Parsonage to the North Entrance of the church of St.Mary's in Eastbourne, East Sussex, UK.
I stopped, thinking of all the people who must have arranged to meet at this place over the years.
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The mountain in the photo is Gakidake (餓鬼岳 2,647m). Gaki is Preta in Sanscrit, which means "hungry ogre" in the hell. Greedy people in a previous life is believed to reincarnate as Gaki. Gaki is also a derogatory slang for children.
I don't know why such a sublime mountain is called as such.
Conifer woods behind the settlement are for windbreak. Combination of rice paddy, conifer woods, and snowcapped mountains is a typical landscape of Azumino.
Like a hidden secret
A frozen dance
A laugh in the face of gravity
It is inevitable that the surrounding leaves will caress you.
That your essence will seem like ephemeral magic
In between it all
Your biggest fear is that
In your next life, you'll be
Reincarnated
Not as something that hangs down
Weightless and whimsical
But instead as something
Growing up from the ground
With a heavy mass
And a constant faltering
Dependent on the physical self
Which will fail you more each day.
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Mexico
Chong on my deets, Hit 'F11' then 'L'.
“It's easier to fool people than to convince them that they have been fooled.”
―
Mark Twain
M.ood S.wing M.edia
Incessantly changes tune
Earning blood money
“If I were reincarnated I would wish to be returned to [Earth] as a killer virus to lower human population levels.” -
Prince Phillip.
Spellbound by polished water, reflecting on the world
A breeze swept in from behind me
Raising tiny hairs on the back of my neck with its coolness
While whispering, “hush” in my ear
Then spreading itself over the water
Like paint on a canvas
Transforming the day into a new vision
As if Monet had returned with the wind
Lake Yamdrok (羊卓雍錯湖), Tibet, China
Lake Yamdrok is about 170 km (110 mi) southwest of Lhasa. The surface elevation is 4,441 m (14,570 ft)
Lake Yamdrok is considered a sacred lake and is said to be able to help Tibetans find the reincarnated soul of the Dalai Lama. After a Dalai Lama passes away, the senior monks are responsible to find the boy in whom the reincarnated soul of the Dalai Lama has gone to abide. They come to Lake Yamdrok to chant and pray, and throw hada (a piece of silk used as a blessing object) and other holy articles into the lake to get the reflection of the specific location of the Dalai Lama's soul.
For video, please visit youtu.be/UfvjwKdP8lU
For some reason, the stance and portly disposition of this king penguin reminds me of famouse movie maker, Alfred Hitchcock (scriptangel.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/alfred-hitchco...). Perhaps his reincarnated soul is considering a remake of his big hit, "The Birds", but in the southern hemisphere. LOL
When resting, the penguins seemed to stand in this position with their eyes closed for long periods. They would also tuck their head under a flipper for a snooze. When in a crowd, that could fool you, as the head of the penguin next to it may be up, so the two blend together visually.
This is another image from St. Andrew's Bay on South Georgia.
L to R - Cyborg, Kyle Rayner Green Lantern, and Hawkgirl.
Cyborg - My version of Cyborg.
Kyle Rayner - My version of Kyle. My second favorite GL right under John. The chest, boot tops and mask are sculpted.
Hawkgirl - Pretty much the classic version of her.
A photo taken in another Theravada Buddhist temple in Pakse.
Wat Phabat is older and has a larger temple precinct than Wat Luang in the city centre. Some parts of the precinct was a bit dilapidated but a woodland with many uniquely designed stupas had its own charm.
The first stupa was an earth mound built on the ashes of Gautama Siddhartha, the Buddha. Emperor Ashok excavated and distributed them all over his huge territory by constructing stupas. The stupas were excavated by someone else and the ashes were further divided into pieces for redistribution.
Stupas are often attached to Buddhist temples, and the temples claim their stupas contain a relic of Buddha, at least, officially.
Hindus and some Buddhists, notably Thais, do not build graves since the deceased are believed to reincarnate; there is no need for them to keep the corpse.
But here in Laos and other countries in Southeast Asia, stupas are donated to Buddhist temples for a merit-making of the supporters, but they seem to function actually as the graves of the supporters' family members. Some stupas in Wat Phabat even had photographs of the deceased.
Their passion to construct stupas may have something to do with the pre-Buddhism tradition of ancestral worship.
This seemed to be an old service station that had been turned into a sewing or quilting shop, and perhaps had been reincarnated several times before. It was forlorn and abandoned again when I saw it in a little Missouri town.
After Kenji recently jumped to his own suicide death -
no one was able to say why -
he reincarnated in the form of a wonderful serving pot!
Here we see him paying his respects to his teachers.
continuing the mythology: Do the Hummingbird warriors return as Red-Tailed Hawks ??
Aren't you glad those talons aren't looking for you --- ouch........
Lake Yamdrok (羊卓雍錯湖), Tibet, China
Lake Yamdrok is about 170 km (110 mi) southwest of Lhasa. The surface elevation is 4,441 m (14,570 ft)
Lake Yamdrok is considered a sacred lake and is said to be able to help Tibetans find the reincarnated soul of the Dalai Lama. After a Dalai Lama passes away, the senior monks are responsible to find the boy in whom the reincarnated soul of the Dalai Lama has gone to abide. They come to Lake Yamdrok to chant and pray, and throw hada (a piece of silk used as a blessing object) and other holy articles into the lake to get the reflection of the specific location of the Dalai Lama's soul.
For video, please visit youtu.be/UfvjwKdP8lU
Monarch are considered off the buffet table because they are very toxic because of the milkweed they eat. Young birds will sometimes will eat one and learn the painful lesson. I find the guillotine precision quite amazing.
Budúcnosť žehly 210.051, pôvodne z depa Leopoldov, nevyzerala po jej vyradení moc rúžovo. Osud jej však zachránila firma RailServices Slovakia, ktorá jej nahodila nový, kontrastný lak. Momentálne ju z 99% vidno na vlakoch Retrack, zväčša smerom na Kúty alebo Zvolen.
I saw these "ghosts" in a store window display on Melrose in L.A. and I was so taken with them that I never even bothered to look at what kind of store it was! This is a straight photo (pretty much) but I suspect you'll see these ghosts reincarnated in some future photo-manipulation project.
Recently-released 394 and company roar through the countryside as they hustle an assortment of grain cars south towards Owosso.
Adrienne blinked, stunned. “What do you mean I remember from times past?”
Kayla’s voice softened. “Every soul carries echoes. No matter how many lives you've lived, something always lingers—instincts, fragments… a pull toward what you once were.”
Adrienne narrowed her eyes. “You’re saying I was reincarnated… and that I used to be a Jumper?”
“I don’t just think it—I know it,” Kayla said, certainty in her voice. “It’s in your lineage. Your DNA. Your bloodline. You, I came from the same origin. You’ve reincarnated dozens of times since the beginning always connected to that spark.”
Adrienne’s disbelief flickered behind her guarded expression, but something in her shifted—curiosity, maybe. Or dread.
“I hope we can awaken some of your memories,” Kayla said gently. “So you won’t have to relearn everything from scratch.”
She reached out, pressing her fingertips to the side of Adrienne’s head. Eyes fluttering closed, she inhaled deeply, then held the silence like a thread between them.
Adrienne’s mind went blank and saw she saw intense bright light.
A moment passed. Then another. Kayla’s smile broke quietly across her face.
“Yes… it’s all there. Buried deep, but intact.”
“What’s there? What did you do?” Adrienne asked, her voice wary.
“Everything,” Kayla said. “The instincts, the paths you once walked as a Jumper. It's all there. Once you begin using your abilities, it’ll start returning.”
Adrienne shook her head, uncertain. This is insane, she thought. How did I get into this...
Kayla opened her eyes and responded without missing a beat. “Not insane. Just… more real than you’re ready to admit.”
Adrienne flinched. “That was— You were in my head. I heard you inside my head.”
Kayla grinned, playful and sure. “Yup. You’ve got this. Don’t block it—believe.”
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The Great Stables were built in 1719, on the orders of Louis Henri, duke of Bourbon, Prince of Condé, who believed that he would be reincarnated as a horse. He asked the architect, Jean Aubert, to build stables that would be suitable to house a horse of his rank. The resulting 186 m long stables are considered a masterpiece of 18th century architecture. The stables could house 240 horses and up to five hundred hounds.
TP&W Kodachrome: A trio of Toledo, Peoria & Western GP20’s is leaning into a sweeping curve as it heads its train westward up and out of the Illinois River valley. When the Santa Fe spun off the reincarnated TP&W in 1989, the railroad’s roster included 19 ex-ATSF GP20's. Among these were several in the “Kodachrome” paint scheme of the failed ATSF-SP merger. As evidenced by this photograph, some lasted several years in the Kodachrome paint scheme. The second GP20 is still in its original ATSF blue and yellow scheme, while the trailing unit is in TP&W’s New York Central inspired lightning stripe scheme.
"It was like a dream oh
The way you walked in oh
It was such a scene
From every angle
So symmetrical
Just like a God
Fly away, my sparrow blue
Mountains from a bird's eye a view
May the breeze just carry you
Don't forget me, it's too soon
Cause we were angels in past lives
Reincarnated many times
Born under the same star sign
Astro twins, we are undying
Like a dream
It was oh
Speechless I just froze oh
I felt seen
Delusional
Illusional
You showed me my reflection
With a crack in every mirror
Fly away, my sparrow blue
Mountains from a bird's eye a view
May the breeze just carry you
Don't forget me, it's too soon
Cause we were angels in past lives
Reincarnated many times
Born under the same star sign
Astro twins, we are undying"
"...Ora tu pensa: un pianoforte. I tasti iniziano. I tasti finiscono. Tu sai che sono 88, su questo nessuno può fregarti. Non sono infiniti, loro. Tu, sei infinito, e dentro quei tasti, infinita è la musica che puoi fare. Loro sono 88. Tu sei infinito."
Alessandro Baricco - "Novecento"
"...You now think: take piano. Keys begin, keys end. You know there are 88 of them. Nobody can tell you any different. They are not infinite. You're infinite... And on those keys, the music that you can make... is infinite. They are 88. You are infinite."
Alessandro Baricco - "The legend of 1900"
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