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To Strive,To Seek, To Find, And Not to Yield
Ulysses
It little profits that an idle king,
By this still hearth, among these barren crags,
Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole
Unequal laws unto a savage race,
That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me.
I cannot rest from travel: I will drink
Life to the lees: All times I have enjoy'd
Greatly, have suffer'd greatly, both with those
That loved me, and alone, on shore, and when
Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades
Vext the dim sea: I am become a name;
For always roaming with a hungry heart
Much have I seen and known; cities of men
And manners, climates, councils, governments,
Myself not least, but honour'd of them all;
And drunk delight of battle with my peers,
Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy.
I am a part of all that I have met;
Yet all experience is an arch wherethro'
Gleams that untravell'd world whose margin fades
For ever and forever when I move.
How dull it is to pause, to make an end,
To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use!
As tho' to breathe were life! Life piled on life
Were all too little, and of one to me
Little remains: but every hour is saved
From that eternal silence, something more,
A bringer of new things; and vile it were
For some three suns to store and hoard myself,
And this gray spirit yearning in desire
To follow knowledge like a sinking star,
Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
This is my son, mine own Telemachus,
To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle,---
Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil
This labour, by slow prudence to make mild
A rugged people, and thro' soft degrees
Subdue them to the useful and the good.
Most blameless is he, centred in the sphere
Of common duties, decent not to fail
In offices of tenderness, and pay
Meet adoration to my household gods,
When I am gone. He works his work, I mine.
There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail:
There gloom the dark, broad seas. My mariners,
Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me ---
That ever with a frolic welcome took
The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed
Free hearts, free foreheads --- you and I are old;
Old age hath yet his honour and his toil;
Death closes all: but something ere the end,
Some work of noble note, may yet be done,
Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:
The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep
Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends,
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
-- Alfred, Lord Tennyson
No chain invitations please - I will delete them
A tulip doesn’t strive to impress anyone. It doesn’t struggle to be different than a rose. It doesn’t have to. It is different. Marianne Williamson
HBW! Been busy of late - the kiddos started school, the fall schedule is kicking into gear, and the workload has been a bit heavier...hope everybody is well! I'm trying to view & comment as time allows and look forward to more interaction as things smooth out. Peace! ~Lou
Why are you striving these days
Why are you trying to earn grace
Why are you crying
Let me lift up your face
Just don't turn away
Why are you looking for love
Why are you still searching
As if I'm not enough
To where will you go child
Tell me where will you run
To where will you run
'Cause I'll be by your side wherever you fall
In the dead of night whenever you call
And please don't fight these hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you
Look at these hands at my side
They swallowed the grave on that night
When I drank the world's sin
So I could carry you in
And give you life
I want to give you life
And I'll be by your side wherever you fall
In the dead of night whenever you call
And please don't fight these hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you
Here at my side wherever you fall
In the dead of night whenever you call
And please don't fight these hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you
'Cause I, I love you
I want you to know
That I, yeah I'll love you
I'll never let you go, no, no
And I'll be by your side wherever you fall
In the dead of night whenever you call
And please don't fight these hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you
Here at my side wherever you fall
In the dead of night whenever you call
And please don't fight these hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you
Here at my side, my hands are holding you
song by Tenth Avenue North
This one is shot in one of the most busy market in mumbai. It was difficult to click there because everytime i tried to focus someone or the else will come in between but still i wanted to get these shots since a long time. So here they are and i managed to get a few shots of these hardworking people.
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Strive to achieve whatever you think you cannot. For it is on the path toward your impossible dream that you will find what you truly seek.
By:Taro Gold
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Thank you very much for all the visits,faves,kind words,invites and awards for my previous posted.And so with this one,too.
Take care and have a wonderful weekend.
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.....early yesterday morning....managed for some time....today though the skies are dark grey and heavy....short lasting showers and storm like winds are the case....a day to spend as much as possible at home.
"I saw all the works that were done under the sun, and everything was vanity and a striving after wind." - Ecclesiastes 1:14
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Striving for perfection
And hiding when it comes
Seeing its reflection
And the fire it becomes
m.youtube.com/watch?v=yNyEOuG6Z6s (MGMT: "INTROSPECTION")
Hat tip to Mr. Lichtenstein (Mirror #1, 1969)
Middle class India is currently in a celebratory mood. Word has it India is to be the next economic super power in the world. Yet a 2001 World Resources Indicator report which shows that 2 million of the most wretchedly poor people of the world live in 51 countries, also indicates that almost half of these people live in India and China alone!!!
Thank you to anyone who takes the time to comment on my photo's. I am always striving to improve my photography, so any constructive guidance is appreciated.
The secret of joy in work is contained in one word -- excellence. To know how to do something well is to enjoy it. ~~ Pearl S. Buck
we all should strive for knowledge, not necessarily in this way :)
texture from NinianLif
I don't know why but I feel that this is not my style & that its not me who captured it, who knows this might be my style!! time will answer that
Here's another six image panorama of Jubilee Creek in the Knysna forest.
Many people who know me also know that I often spend more than a few hours editing a single photo. This panorama was no exception. My camera might be able to capture all the details in the highlights and shadows in a scene like this, but I do have to tweak all the photos if I want my final image to look as realistic as possible. This is my basic workflow...
1. I open all the RAW files and make some basic adjustments. Then I save 2 copies (as TIFF files), one copy exposed for the highlights and the other for the shadows. Then I blend each of those pairs together using luminosity masks.
2. Next I stitch the blended photos together into one panorama using PTGui or Photoshop's Automerge feature (whichever does a better job). Then I save the resulting pano as a 16-bit TIFF file.
3. I open the stitched image in Photoshop and start off by cropping it to create the strongest possible composition.
4. Then I'll balance the overall exposure (if necessary) using gradient masks and the "blend-if" tool, and I'll also add some midtone contrast and tweak the white balance.
5. Next I might adjust specific colours which still don't look quite right. The red tones are often overrepresented in a forest photo, so I usually have to tone those down quite a bit. I also try to remove any blue and cyan tones from the sky that are reflected off the leaves.
6. Then I will adjust the black and white points and tweak the contrast until everything looks as close as possible to reality. Then I save my photo as a 16-bit TIFF file.
All those steps are easy to follow when you know how to do them. I've had lots of practice over the years, so I could probably perform them in my sleep. I wouldn't need more than about 20 minutes to complete those simple tasks. So why do some of my photos take several hours to edit? Because the final step is always the most important step...
7. I get up and walk away from my computer and won't return for at least 5 minutes. This gives my eyes some time to readjust to the reality of the world around me. When I return to my computer I ask myself one simple question; What DON'T I like about this photo? It might be a colour that appears a bit oversaturated (usually the greens or yellows), or it could be a small twig that catches my eye too often and becomes a distraction. I'll try to fix as many of those problems as possible, before getting up and walking away from my computer again for another 5 minutes. I will repeat this process of self-critique and small adjustments until I wouldn't change another single thing in my photo. Sometimes I'll only be 100% happy the next morning.
So that's why (in case you were wondering) it often takes me many hours to edit a single photo. :)