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Everyone says "love hurts", but that isn't true.
Loneliness hurts, rejection hurts,
but love,
love never hurts.
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Cumbres and Toltec Another fine rejection for a well known railroad photo website. Too dark and too grainy. Remember, ISO 500 is too much grain kids.
"It's only self rejection
With a mean left
Cold carbon copied coping
And it's mean theft
That's been left behind"
(Siverchair_Paint Pastel Princess)
As i sit here and write this
I ponder my ability
to finish my 366
It has become less of a joy
and more of a judgment
and that is not what i need
I never really liked putting myself out there
as there is always the possibility of rejection
I sit here
between
wondering
contemplating
it all
wednesday 28th october; postsecret #8
early this morning i watched "the butterfly effect" that i bought on DVD yesterday for £3. i love that film! i went to bed around 2am and got up at 1pm. joe has been at gazza's all day bumming the xbox so i decided to do some college work and format my phone card etc.
lyrics; bodies - robbie williams.
After driving through Arusha Park, my guide and I would return to Mt Meru Game Lodge to rest. But with the view I had from my porch, there was no rest for me. I looked up one afternoon and saw movement in the far end of the little park, then what looked like spines appeared and when I looked closer and the creature turned around, I saw it was a peacock.
Obviously, there were female peahens close by, but they paid absolutely NO attention to him. There he was with the appearance of a Las Vegas dancer with a headpiece on. At times, he looked awkward and slightly off balance, but dejected.
When all of this drama was over, he finally struted over to me and stayed around my room for awhile. I will show you that image this PM. Perhaps he knew that I was impressed and so I was. It is the first time I have seen the bird trying to mate even though I have travelled through India and Sri Lanka. I was thrilled!
Sorry about the pipe!! Difficult to hide it and I wanted you to see him with a natural setting around him!
This letter originally belonged to my grandmother. After she passed away we discovered it and were surprised at how well it was preserved for being nearly 70 years old.
The letter speaks for itself and it remarkable to note how times have changed since then.
A large male cheetah (acinonyx jubatus) tentatively approaching a female, presumably to check if she is receptive. I love the way the males always seem nervous in these situations - as if anticipating rejection!! Photographed in The Kalahari, in Botswana. More at "Colin Pacitti Wildlife Photography & Fishing Travels" - www.colin-pacitti.com.
Jesus had a date with destiny during that
final week in Jerusalem. The people
would either accept Him or reject Him.
And whatever their decision He was ready
to pay the price. He had come to do His
Father's will, and the banner which mark-
ed His final week was "Thy will be done!"
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"As we enter into this Holy Week may we
all be in awe of what He did for us!"
~Mary Lou
I choose to love you in silence because in silence I find no rejection, and in silence no one owns you but me.
Rumi
A nun is a member of a religious community of women, typically living under vows of poverty, chastity, and obedience, in the enclosure of a monastery.
Nuns historically take solemn vows and live a life of prayer and contemplation with a consious rejection of all worldly processions and comforts
( thanks to Jeff Wharton for nun photo and Nancy Planitxer for background photo )
Les pelotes de réjection ou boulettes de régurgitation sont des boules rejetées par les oiseaux, elles contiennent les éléments durs et non digérés des proies qu'ils avalent avalées en entier, comme les poils, les os, les coquilles, ou même les arêtes des poissons ingérées en ce qui concerne les Martins-pêcheurs.
A pellet, in ornithology, is the mass of undigested parts of a bird's food that some bird species occasionally regurgitate. The contents of a bird's pellet depend on its diet, but can include the exoskeletons of insects, indigestible plant matter, bones, fur, feathers, bills, claws, and teeth.
read more about this project :https://photo-philosophy.net/bildideen-sind-frei-image-ideas-are-free/
I choose to love you in silence,
for in silence I find no rejection.
I choose to love you in loneliness,
for in loneliness no one owns you but me.
I choose to adore you from a distance,
for distance will shield me from pain.
I choose to kiss you in the wind,
for the wind is gentler than my lips.
I choose to hold you in my dreams,
for in my dreams, you have no end.
~Rumi
"Demoralizing off-hand rejections, the feeling that you’re missing out on ‘real life’ because you’re pouring yourself into your passion, the belief that you don’t deserve the recognition you've received — these are problems every creative deals with on a monthly, weekly, and sometimes even daily basis.
But many rejections are just the standard prequel to your first sale; those people who aren't missing out on ‘real life’ often envy those whose lives are ruled by passion instead of convention; and ‘impostor syndrome‘ goes hand-in-hand with well-deserved success."
This is definitely something that resonates with me. Rejection is a tough thing for me to deal with since my work is so personal to me.
This past month I was the featured photographer for GEM magazine which is very exciting! You can see the online version here: www.magcloud.com/webviewer/871716?__r=&s=v
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"Roll the dice" — Charles Bukowski
“If you’re going to try, go all the
way.
Otherwise, don’t even start.
If you’re going to try, go all the
way.
This could mean losing girlfriends,
wives, relatives, jobs and
maybe your mind.
go all the way.
It could mean not eating for 3 or
4 days.
It could mean freezing on a
park bench.
It could mean jail,
It could mean derision,
mockery ,
isolation.
Isolation is the gift.
All the others are a test of your
endurance, of
how much you really want to
do it.
And, you’ll do it
despite rejection and the
worst odds.
And it will be better than
anything else
you can imagine.
If you’re going to try,
go all the way.
There is no other feeling like
that.
You will be alone with the
gods
and the nights will flame with
fire.
do it, do it, do it.
do it.
all the way
all the way.
You will ride life straight to
perfect laughter, It’s
the only good fight
there is.”
www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/charles-bukowski
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Nikon D3S+Nikkor 180mm ƒ/2.8 AI
© Ivan Herrador
her body floats
adrift in a sea of pain
unable to accept herself
unable to accept the rejection of others
unable
©Teag Mcgillivary
This female wasn't taken by the male's advances and was taking a hasty exit.
Kwando Lagoon, Botswana, March 2020
Olympus EM-1ii, LEICA DG 50-200/F2.8-4.0 @133m, F5.6, 1/500, ISO 200
No reason just booted or denied? It shows who rejected your picture. Well join my group I am very easy going and as long as you follow the rules I would love to have you join my group. Her is the Flickr link: www.flickr.com/groups/gabbyjaws/ ,We also are on Facebook as well here is that link www.facebook.com/groups/2475792312438338
When your heart breaks...
Cling to me...
When you feel like there's way too much on your shoulders...
Cling to me...
When it seems like everything has gone out of control...
Cling to me...
When you can't stand anymore rejection...
Cling to me...
When it seems like nobody understands...
Cling to me...
When all hope is lost...
Cling to me..
When everyone has turned their back on you...
Cling to me...
When your heart is empty...
Cling to me...
Through the biggest storm...
Cling to me...
Through toughest trial...
Cling to me...
Through the earthquakes in your life...
Cling to me...
When you've fallen hard and its hard to get up, reach out your hand, I'll pick you up, then..
Cling to me...Just cling to me...
My Child..
My love is pure...
My love is healing..
My love is safe..
My love is everlasting..
My love won't be taken away..
My love won't be moved...
My love is there through the good, the bad and the ugly..
My love is yours...
I love you my child
I will never leave you...
I will never ever reject you..
I won't ever let you go..
I'm with you in the sorrow...
I'm with you in the pain...
I'm with you when you don't understand where I'm leading you...
I'm with you when you're angry..
I'm with you through the good times..
I'll dance with when you're happy...
I'll dry your tears when your heartaches..
I'll allow you to be angry at me, scream at me then I'll take you back and wrap you in my arms and let you cry on my shoulder.
Whatever season you're in, I'm with you...
My love, my peace, my mercy, my gentleness, my forgiveness, my compassion, my grace...will always be with you..
You are my child.
I am your resting place.
I am your friend.
I am your father.
I'll always be with you.
I love you.
My child, whatever season you go through...
Cling to me.Just cling to me.
Love Your Faithful Father,
God.
Cynicism masquerades as wisdom, but it is the farthest thing from it. Because cynics don’t learn anything. Because cynicism is a self-imposed blindness, a rejection of the world because we are afraid it will hurt us or disappoint us. Cynics always say no. But saying “yes” begins things. Saying “yes” is how things grow. Saying “yes” leads to knowledge. So for as long as you have the strength to, say “yes'. - Stephen Colbert
125/365 The cynic in me is dying a death today, and I'm glad. I woke up, read my poems, wrote a poem, listened to my favourite piano music and didn't give a hoot whether or not it was some pretentious hipster way of enjoying myself, because I damn well loved it. The wonderful thing about the internet is that it opens you up to SO MUCH to soak in, so much to learn about everything, so many people to connect with. Unfortunately, due to a flaw in the internet filtration system, it's also wired my brain to be a bit cynical sometimes. I miss uncynical me. I re-read some of my old 365s from 8 years ago, and I was just so freaking happy to be alive. This time last year I was kicking around in piles of leaves, with such a pure idea of love and life, and I'm sad that it got trampled on this year by cynics. So even though the leaves may be turning brown, my mind is somewhere lost in spring. Blossom, pretty thoughts, blossom once more! <3
Is this the end of the road? Is this what I´ve been walking towards all the time?
I´ve been walking on a bumpy road lately. It´s been full of big holes and sharp rocks. I´ve tried to keep the right direction. I don´t want to betray myself by taking another road. I´ve been wondering lately for how long you can hold on to your dream, how many no´s can you take, how much rejection? I think that we´re much stronger than we believe, and I believe that we´re only getting stronger when we hit the bottom. When we struggle, we may feel week, but every day we´re getting stronger!
This is Shahrazad - stranger #41 -b on my 100 strangers project.
Sometimes you keep looking around for interesting people and end up with nothing which is what happened on a prior visit to this location. But then sometimes you get lucky - look for one and end up with 4 amazing strangers – Eman, Shahrazad, Khadija and Faiza.
I was debating a collage of these 4 beautiful ladies and counting them as 1 for the project, but decided against since each came armed with distinct strong personalities; however I will be using the same narrative for each of them.
I just had a ‘rejection’ earlier but for good reasons and maybe for the best since that’s when I first saw this group of young ladies in their striking attire at a distance. As I approached them Emam was the first lady in the group that I noticed. Now a lady in a Hijab has been on my wish-list for a while – and Eman’s expressive eyes with her nice skin tone framed by the brown hijab was a great opportunity.
But even as I was making my pitch I realized that I in fact had 4 potential strangers instead of one. Each of the 4 friends had unique standout personalities. But two potential issues existed – were these minors? Secondly would they be agreeable to a picture – especially with a stranger? Also the traditional attire and religious reasons could be a problem. But they all agreed to participate after I explained the project – and indicated that they were all ‘adults’ and had no problems being photographed.
They were meeting folks there and had a few minutes so we walked across the streets to a shaded location. Then we proceeded to do the individual pictures as the rest waited on busying themselves with their phones and chatting. I confess that with the prospect of photographing 4 beautiful ladies, I did find it difficult to remember all their details including their names and any other interesting tidbits about them. Since Eman was the first, I retained more information about her – especially since her Arabic name means Faith (and is also used in India). She is studying health research and I think has an enigmatic personality. Khadija came armed with a vivacious personality. She made a great presence with her beige dress and deep red lipstick. As soon as I indicated that we could click the pics in a narrow passage her playful reaction was ‘What?? Alley? My parents told me to stay away from alleys” … Well personally, alleys are a photographers
allies . She is from Somalia and studies with Eman. Shahrazad stood out with her tall upright posture – looking like a model – and even in her case the hijab really helped bring out her nice eyes framing her pretty face. Faiza could effortlessly switch between a smiling happy face and nonchalant expression– her colorful scarf and her traditional accessories/jewellery she was wearing really enhancing her personality. If I remember correctly she is Ethiopian (like Eman) and studies Maths.
Though I shot a few pics with Shahrazad, it was this pic in between shots when she was sitting and checking her phone (and I asked her to look up) that I liked the best.
What I loved about these pictures was the absolute confidence these young ladies displayed and how photogenic they were effortlessly switching from intense expressions to smiling ones, and how resplendent they looked in their ethnic wear.
At the end of the individual pictures, they requested a group picture which I duly clicked.
Thank you Shahrazad for being a part of the project. It was wonderful clicking pictures with you and your friends!! All the very best for your future!!
Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the 100 Strangers Flickr Group page
For my other pictures on this project: www.flickr.com/photos/vijaybrittophotography/sets/7215764...