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EMOTIONAL BAGGAGE
Still working on emotions. SB and I had a discussion re: his actions over the last couple of days. He is hoping you see one emotion there, I was hoping he would learn the difference.
I know he is sorry that he stuck the pencil in the extension cord, but I want him to be repentent of it. Sorry will only stop him until he forgets the pain, repenting means I will not have to worry about him doing it again because he has changed his mind about how fun it would be to stick the end of his pencil into an electrical outlet. We'll see which path he chooses.
Matthew 3, 2 and 4, 17; part of a window depicting St. John the Baptist in Glasgow Cathedral. I couldn't get a photo' at an entirely correct angle but it's really the design itself that matters.
Do Repente (Lamira Artes Cênicas - TO)
Data: 21/04/2015
Local: Praça Abrantes - Camaçari (BA)
Créditos: Luca Castro / Labfoto
Henry II is full of remorse for his unwise words which resulted in the death of Becket, in this detail from the window illustrating the martyrdom of the saint in the church dedicated to him in Chapel en le Frith, Derbyshire. The glass was installed in 1929 and is by A J Davies of Bromsgrove.
Religious demonstrators stretch their support stockings in Belfast 2003 much to the amusement of local drag queen
De repente mi mirada se centra en este monumento, hice pausa, mi cerebro no procesaba bien lo que veía, para mí fue una completa novedad, primera vez que tenia la posibilidad de registrar con mi lente una de este estilo.
No es como las de Antioquia, pero en su región desempeña las mismas funciones, conserva su idiosincrasia y estilo.
Maravillado de ver en Medellín este prototipo del pacifico, afiliado a TRANSTIMBIO
Central Mayorista de Antioquia
Mark 1:15 "The time is fulfilled, and the kingdom of God has come near; repent, and believe in the good news."
First John's proclamation... then Christ, himself. Now we too are to carry on the work of proclaiming the good news. The kingdom of God has come near. Repent and believe.
"Voltarei a ser vaqueiro
Ou modesto lavrador
Cantarei com repentistas
Esperança, paz e amor
Vou lutar por minha gente
Abraçar o meu sertão"
[Cantarino - Luiz Gonzaga]
Procissao das sanfonas 2012
"A Procissão das Sanfonas, organizada pela 1ª Colônia Gonzagueana do Brasil, ocorre sempre na mesma data em que morreu Gonzagão há 23 anos. A atividade, que está em sua quarta edição."
Texto e matéria: "Sanfonas em Procissão"
www.piaui.pi.gov.br/terra-querida/noticias/id/5402
E aqui algumas das fotos da procissão:
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Imagem protegida pela Lei do Direito Autoral Nº 9.610 de 19/02/1998.
Porque de repente te cruzas con alguien que arranca lo más bonito de ti.
Esta foto va dedicada a Xenia. LLegaba tarde al rodaje y fue la primera persona con la que charlé y tras ello tomé esta foto.
A ella porque me sorprendió con su enorme dulzura, con su simpatía... porque me emocionó hasta el borde de las lagrimas con su talento como bailarina y actriz...
A ella, porque me trataron como de la familia, y tanto tus padres como hermano hicieron que me fuera de Madrid con los ojos llenos de lagrimas.
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Foto tomada en el palacio abandonado de Boadilla del monte
Pasan de repente frases por mi mente,
hace frió y llueve algo me conmueve,
vuelven a mi memoria el patio el instituto
vuelve aquel niño soñando ser adulto
no se cuantos inviernos, me alejan de aquel chico
su máxima preocupación cazar chochitos
he grabado un lp algo que soñaba el,
pero aquel chico era mucho mas feliz, no se.
Por qué todo era mas fácil para aquel chico rebelde
por qué todo era mas grande y a mí nada me sorprende
porque la felicidad y la ignorancia juntas van
por qué el tiempo va robando cosas que al nacer te dan,
el dudaba mil detalles insignificantes,
pero tuvo claras varias cosas importantes
testarudo consejos jamás seguía no,
tropezaba y caía si, así aprendía
un inteligente gamberro y mal estudiante
a menudo en clase dejaba el sitio vacante
la calle su otra escuela amaba el arte urbano
pintaba en todas partes su apodo spray en mano
montaba siempre juerga apenas sin un duro
y solo conocía de lejos el lado oscuro,
si entraba ciego a casa intentaba disimular
que inocente no eran tontos sus papas
Jesus Christ is coming to earth again. It is Christ who is in control, and He will determine the outcome...Read more at ibibleverses.christianpost.com/?p=120995
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Repentance
"Repent, for the kingdom of heaven has come near." (Matthew 3:2 NIV)
The opening message of John the Baptist, who served as a herald for Jesus, was, "Repent, for the kingdom of heaven is at hand." This call to repentance was an urgent appeal to sinners. No one who refuses to repent can ever enter the kingdom of God. Repentance is a prerequisite, a necessary condition for salvation. In Scripture, repentance means "to undergo a change of one's mind." This change of mind is not a mere switching of minor opinions, but of the entire of one's life. It involves a radical turning fromsin and to Christ. Repentance is not the cause of new birth or regeneration; it is the result or fruit of regeneration. Though repentance begins with regeneration, it is an attitude and action that must be repeated throughout the Christian life. As we continue to si direction n, we are called upon to repent as we are convicted of our sin by the Holy Spirit. Theologians make a distinction between two kinds of repentance.
=> Attrition. Attrition is a false or spurious kind of repentance. It involves remorse caused by a fear of punishment or a loss of blessing. Attrition, then, is repentance motivated by fear.
=> Contrition, on the other hand, is true and godly repentance. It is genuine. It includes a deep remorse for having offended God. The contrite person openly and fully confesses his sin with no attempt to excuse it or justify it. This acknowledgment of sin is coupled with a willingness to make restitution whenever possible and a resolve to turn away from sin. This is the spirit of repentance that David exhibited in (Psalm 51:10,17). Repentance is a necessary condition for salvation, the fruit of regeneration. True repentance includes full confession, restitution, and resolve to turn from sin, and motivated by godly. When repentance is offered to God in a spirit of true contrition, He promises to forgive us and to restore us to fellowship with Him. Hallelujah, Amen ... God bless.
"If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness." 1 John 1:9 NIV
This RV/bus was parked across the street from my Grandma's house this afternoon. It reads:
"Wake Up
Repent Babylon Rev 17
Your Days Are Numbered
Tattoo Your Face
Tattoo Your Soul"
* I blacked out the phone numbers painted on the back as well as the licence plate number.
estamos en un cuarto, y de repente la tormenta se llevó las paredes,
el techo no se nos calló pero quedamos sin paredes
hay mucha gente
pero no tengo ganas de hablar con ninguno.
ahora estamos en un refugio,
ninguno está mal vestido o sucio,
pero es un refugio.
la gente va pasando a comer de a poco,
y luego,
de a poco también,
pasa a la sala a fumar.
Vos estas comiendo con tus amigos,
yo fumo y te veo.
En la sala, todos estamos como agotados
(aymi, el colo, y nico también)
hay algo que nos estira las ojeras y nos envejece los gestos,
mientras que las pocas palabras que salen a pasear
solo arrugan más los rostros.
Terminas de comer, y yo me preparo para saludarte.
Pero ni sabes que estoy ahí,
pasas con tus amigos,
cansados
y vos también
(tal vez sea la sala)
ni me ves,
y otra vez a la tormenta.
Ya estoy en casa, es un castillo
no sabría decir si hay gente o no,
pero no debería haberla.
Me voy a dormir, porque estoy cansado.
Pero no puedo; empiezo a escuhar ruidos.
Bajo, y voy viendo sombras, pero no hay nadie
(lógicamente, no debería haber nadie).
Al llegar a la cocina, está Ale tomando unos mates con una chica.
Me la presenta y ceba otro mate, todo es normal;
yo no escucho su nombre porque estoy sordo.
Ella es cálida, y sabe reír,
me importó más eso que su nombre.
Me pareció que esa chica era yo,
era como un reflejo,
no me copiaba, pero hacía lo mismo que yo,
no repetía pero decía lo mismo que yo.
Toma un mate, y veo que tiene un herpes igual que yo.
"no te acordas de mí?" me pregunta
sin hablar le digo que no,
y se ríe como quien cae en la vergüenza
"nos conocimos en misiones"
y es verdad, nos habíamos conocido en misiones
y despues nos fuimos juntos a brasil;
ella y yo paseamos una semana santa cerca de las cataratas.
Pero de todas maneras, ella no era muy de verdad.
"Ah! Sí!"
Momento para retirarme de la cocina,
sé que puedo perder la rienda del caso
otra vez.
Vuelvo a mi cama otra vez,
y en la oscuridad,
muy brillante,
estás vos.
Me pone contento verte,
estás distinta a lo que eras hace un rato:
Tenes el pelo azulado, al igual que el maquillaje de tus ojos.
Estas blanca y pálida como siempre,
y ademas de hermosa
hoy estás supercariñosa, y amigable.
No sé de qué hablamos acostados en la cama,
pero estamos felices,
y ya estás acá conmigo,
ya me puedo despertar.
So I was coming back to SF from speaking to a graduate Mechanical Engineering class at UC Berkeley on BART about their role in saving the world when my old friend Mr. Repent boarded the train on his way to San Francisco to continue to deliver his message.
He commutes to his job.
I felt like striking up a conversation with him but decided better of it. A photographer simply documents events as a dispassionate observer, rather than getting involved in the event. So I say. Physics would say otherwise: see the Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle.
de repente las casas quedan solas
las puertas ya no hacen ruido de llaves ni crujen al abrirse
las ventanas solo muestran el paisaje de las estaciones que corren, sin desesperar.
muchas cosas cambian.
los techos que nos cubrian ya no son los mismos.
algunos se poblaron de enredaderas.
otros de goteras. otros de cemento, otros no sabemos.
ir, venir, andar, dormir en camas propias, ajenas, casi olvidadas.
lo nuevo es el futuro.
y lo bueno es saber que siempre alguien nos espera.
Salvation Mountain is a colorful artificial mountain north of Calipatria, California, near Slab City. It is made from adobe, straw, and thousands of gallons of paint. It was created by Leonard Knight to convey the message that "God Loves Everyone." Mr. Knight claims to have refused substantial donations of money and labor from supporters who wished to modify his message of universal love to favor or disfavor particular groups. Salvation Mountain is the second most visited tourist attraction in Imperial County. Near the Salton Sea.
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This photo of a thunderstorm over Shelter Valley was taken from Inspiration Point near our home in Julian.
March 7-Mark 1:15: “The time is fulfilled, and the kingdom of God has come near; repent, and believe in the good news.”
De repente eu vejo se transformar num menino igual à mim
Que vem correndo me beijar quando eu chegar lá de onde eu vim
Um menino sempre a me perguntar um porque que não tem fim
Um filho a quem só queira bem e a quem só diga que sim
Dorme menino levado, dorme que a vida já vem
Teu pai está muito cansado de tanta dor que ele tem.
De repente, ante el experimentado explorador surgió un dilema... ¿que camino seguir?... Esto siempre había sido una duda para alguien que aspiraba a recorrer todos los caminos del mundo... Dejar uno apartado no le gustaba, pero sabia que debía hacerlo.... El explorador, puso su mejor "cara de pensar"... Saco su brújula, y dijo: "por aquí".... no sabia bien donde iba, pero sabia que el viaje seria bueno...
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En esta ocasión no tengo música, tengo un cortometraje muy bueno: www.youtube.com/watch?v=tavcE4Y_5F8
Altamente recomendable.
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Her Testimony
Darrow Called Her Imposter
Mrs. Tingley Tells of Attack on Her by Teacher
Different Version of Famous Drugging Narration
Theosophical Head Says He Repented of Violence
{By Direct Wire – Exclusive Dispatch}
San Diego, Feb. 7. – Mrs. Katherine Tingley, leader of the Point Loma Theosophical Society, told on the stand today of personal violence used on her by Dr. Fitz Sage Darrow, defendant in the Darrow divorce case, when she said, he put his arms about her and tried to force her to her knees saying, “You imposter, get down on your knees, you have separated me and my wife.”
Mrs. Tingley, relating her version of the occurrence at Point Loma the evening of October 5, when Dr. Darrow alleges he was held down by nine men and drugged, said that when Mr. Darrow acted so violently toward her it was while he was, in his own admission, under the influence of enemies of hers who had poisoned his mind.
The story of Mrs. Tingley differed entirely from that of Dr. Darrow. She said that Dr. Darrow was in an excited condition and that several of the men held him to quiet him and later Dr. Wood administered a hypodermic. Instead of her crying, “The blood, the blood,” as Dr. Darrow said, she said she told him the blood was all in his head and he would have apoplexy if he did not cool down.
She said:
“I recall a visit to the Darrow bungalow on the fourth. When I arrived Prof. Darrow seemed excited and said, “I want your help, K. T., I want a divorce. May has gone away frightened. I don’t know what to do nor what she is going to do.”
At The Cottage
In a later interview Mrs. Tingley said she urged him to go back to his wife and he intimated that if he went way it would precipitate something and if he stayed it also would have bad consequences. The occurrences in the Tyberg cottage the night of October 5 were then told by the theosophical leader.
“I saw him again in Mr. Tyberg’s bungalow. I recollect early in the evening I received a message from Prof. Darrow: “Please come over at once, I have much to say. Help me. You must promise to let me see Miss Pierce before I go.”
“I was seeing an attorney about a paper I was suing in Oakland,” continued Mrs. Tingley, “when I was called again by Mr. Knoche, who said: “It is very serious. Come at once and bring help. Mr. Darrow insists on seeing Miss Pierce.” I went to my auto.
“We went into the house. I went in and Prof. Darrow pushed in ahead. He commenced to talk excitedly. He put his arms around me and said: “I must see her.” Then as I pulled away he grasped me about the shoulder and tried to push me to my knees, saying: “Get down on your knees, you imposter, you have separated me from my wife.” I did not get on my knees. He caught me again and put his hands on my shoulders, then lifted his hands and rushed toward the door.”
“I called after him to quiet him and saw four men holding him to keep him from going downtown.”
This was objected to by Attorney Davis as a conclusion.
“It is not definite,” said Mrs. Tingley. “He came in again and tried to get away from those holding him, threw himself in front of me on the floor. The next recollection is seeing him on the couch and his friends holding him down.”
“I had rushed out to call for help. About that time Mrs. Darrow, very white, came in and I told her to stay, but she said ‘no’ and went out. Again he started after me, tried to catch me, and then Dr. Wood came. I said, “It will be all right.” The next was, I recall, the people holding him, one hand on his leg, another his hand, and I said, “Why don’t you relax.”
Blames Enemies
“In the morning when I saw him he said: “K. T., I have something to tell you. K. T., you have been my friend; I must tell you something that is on my conscience. Did I hurt you?” I told him that it was not Fritz last night and he said: “No, it wasn’t. I’ll tell who it was when I see you again.” I was called to his house again to see him and I took Mrs. Dunn with me. He said: “I must have that private talk. I remembered everything I did last night, K. T. I tried to take your life. I got so excited. All I said and did to you was but an echo of things poured into my ear by your enemies for months. I thought I would try to show you who was master. I thought I would put you on your knees and as I knew you had heart trouble I would crush you and take your life. They told me you would keep me if I started to go. They said you had many schemes, were an imposter and not to listen to your soft words any longer. I decided if I called you you would come and bring Miss Pierce and Mrs. Darrow as you did.”
Usually not at all in the spirit of Christmas, Bob engineered the buying of a wreath when we went grocery shopping.
Estaba a punto de colgar otro fotomontaje de Karla que tenía preparado, pero de repente me he dado cuenta que esto más que mi web o la de la KXX FACTORY parece la suya… al final se va a cabrear conmigo...
Así que dejo ese montaje para mañana o pasado, y hoy me cuelgo a mi, por muy mal que suene eso… iba a haber titulado esta foto THIS IS CHISAS, o ES-ES-ESTO ES TODO AMIGOS, porque lo que veis es lo que hay, no hay más… y es que si la cara es el espejo del alma, en esta foto hay unas cuantas almas, a ver si alguna es buena… pero finalmente lo he llamado KING OF THE BONGO para seguir subliminalmente llevándoos al buen camino de la música: Mano Negra y Manu Chao… y bueno, porque en los dos últimos años me he llevado un par de bongos pequeñitos tirando a los monos… (es una excusa tonta, es porque quería ponerme ese título y punto).
Aclaraciones de algunas de las fotos: el sombrero es de un colega, que cuando lo trae siempre hacemos todos el tonto posando con él… lo que tengo encima de la cabeza en una de las del medio no es una antena parabólica, sino el Santo Grial de Indiana Jones!!!... y justo debajo, la pegatinita roja que llevo en el pecho es del cerrajero abierto 24 horas: disponibilidad absoluta para las chicas guapas (en las manos tengo unas tijeras, sin comentarios)… no, no tengo piercing en la nariz, es un anillo de Karla que me puso para una vez más, montar las comedias… y no, sigo sin fumar, pillé el cigarro sólo para la foto… lo que tengo en la boca en la primera de abajo es un pintauñas, ¡¡qué pasa!! ¿acaso vosotros no lo habéis hecho alguna vez?... en la siguiente soy la sota de copas, o ¡qué hóstias! ¡que para eso tengo barba! ¡soy el rey de copas!... en la última lo que llevo en las manos es un mini zumo, pero lo del interior no es zumo (es que un día hicimos mini-botellón, o botellín, de camino al bar)… y vale, sí, en principio tenía que salir solo yo, era la gracia del fotomontaje, pero en un par de fotos sale un poquillo Karla, porque he querido poner fotos de las últimas semanas para los que hace tiempo que no me veis, y como comprenderéis no me hago tantas fotos a mi mismo…
Y un último apunte: en la última foto llevo la chaqueta tejana. En ella llevo dos chapas que se ven a la derecha: una blanca del Che Guevara (de las Juventudes Comunistas de Castilla y León, por cierto), y otra negra con la V roja de la mítica serie de televisión de los años 80… pues el otro día entraba al baño y una tía va y me dice que no puedo llevar esas dos chapas, que o me quite una o como mínimo las separe… después de unos segundo pensando “¿conozco a esta tipa? ¿de qué cojones me está hablando?”, ignorante de mí, se me ocurrió preguntarle por qué… mejor no haberlo hecho… me dijo que una era comunista (la del Che) y otra anarquista… a ver, TONTA: anarquista sería una A, la V podría ser de V de Vivienda, pero con esa grafía es de la serie de los marcianos-largartos que comían ratones, Diana, Lydia, los invasores, las naves nodrizas, la resistencia, Mike Donovan, etc… suerte que ya me tocaba entrar a mí al lavabo y la necesidad apretaba, que si no…
De repente algo me ha pasado
mientras tomaba mi taza de te
de repente me sentia deprimida
estaba completa y totalmente estresada
Sabes que me hiciste llorar ?
Sabes que me hiciste morir ?
Y la cosa que me afecta
es que nunca realmente veras
Y la cosa que me alucina
es que siempre estare en la duda
Es una cosa adorable que nosotros tenemos
es una cosa adorable que nosotros
Es una cosa adorable,