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Every morning, I cross the threshold of my home and step into a society I no longer recognize. A world numb to real suffering, blind to genuine problems, yet hypersensitive and reactive to meaningless trivialities. Each time, it feels like descending into a hell of indifference and distortion — worse than any prison. In that moment, my body bends under the weight of a sentence that renews itself, day after day.
someone enhanced the statue with a traffic cone !
The Palais de justice historique de Lyon is a building located Quai Romain Rolland, on the right bank of the Saône, in the 5th arrondissement of Lyon. In 1996, it was classified as monument historique
Its construction began in 1835 and ended in 1845, under the direction of architect Louis-Pierre Baltard. It was built in the same location as the previous courthouses that followed since the 15th century.
The Palais de Justice de Lyon is often called the 'Palace of the twenty-four columns'. This is one of the finest neo-classical buildings in France.
In 1995, construction of a new courthouse in the district of La Part-Dieu allowed the transfer of the Tribunal de Grande Instance, the Tribunal d'Instance and the Tribunal de commerce de Lyon. The Cour d'appel of Lyon and the Cour d'assises of the Rhône remained installed in what is now the historic courthouse of Lyon.
In 2008, the building was the subject of a profound renovation (accessibility, upgrading, security...)
There were some famous trials in this building:
August 1884: Italian anarchist Sante Geronimo Caserio, murder of President of the Republic Sadi Carnot, was sentenced to death.
January 1945: Charles Maurras was sentenced to life imprisonment and national degradation.
July 1987: Klaus Barbie was sentenced to life imprisonment for crimes against humanity during the Second World War.
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It really is a death sentence. The fact that we are collectively ignoring it bewilders me to put it mildly.
Wonderful Friday and weekend to you. A special thank you to all of you wonderful women out there as Mother's Day is this Sunday. Much peace, love and happiness to each and every one of you.
Solo show "As Seen Through a Veil: The Obscured View," at Gallery 14, 14 Mercer St, Hopewell, NJ, Jan 6 - Feb 5, 2017
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Death sentence also for M90 (Sonny) by the Autonomous Province of Trento (PAT). There is no peace for the bears. The Trentino people accepted their reintroduction, only to then fail to implement the appropriate measures for coexistence, and now they want to exterminate them again. Call to the square in Trento on Saturday 10 February for all animal rights activists.
Bears are exterminated as they were exterminated in the 19th century. Human beings have made no progress in their relationship with animals. The Earth is ours, ours alone: this is the common feeling.
Condanna a morte anche per M90 (Sonny) da parte della Provincia Autonoma di Trento (PAT). Non c'è pace per gli orsi. I Trentini hanno accettato la loro reintroduzione, per poi non mettere in atto le misure adeguate alla convivenza, e ora li vogliono sterminare di nuovo. Chiamata in piazza a Trento sabato 10 febbraio per tutti gli animalisti.
Si sterminano gli orsi come sono stati sterminati nell'800. L'essere umano non ha fatto nessun progresso nel rapporto con gli animali. La Terra è nostra, solo nostra: questo è il sentimento comune.
I got a new boss, this is her at John Dunn Bridge.
*Update: This person turned out to be the worst boss I've ever had. Truly an awful person who gaslit me daily for months until I couldn't take it anymore and quit. When she finally made her move to force me out she took the opportunity to give me a written coaching write up for missing a "?" on a social media post for the company that should have ended in "?!." The written coaching had three typos and a sentence fragment that made no sense.
Mmmm, ______
'Homer' from the latest 'The Simpsons' themed series of LEGO minifigures, out now to coincide with the Springfield family's 550th episode.
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The sentence "Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose." was written by Gertrude Stein as part of the 1913 poem Sacred Emily, which appeared in the 1922 book Geography and Plays. In that poem, the first "Rose" is the name of a person. Stein later used variations on the sentence in other writings, and "A rose is a rose is a rose" is probably her most famous quotation, often interpreted as meaning "things are what they are," a statement of the law of identity, "A is A". In Stein's view, the sentence expresses the fact that simply using the name of a thing already invokes the imagery and emotions associated with it, an idea also intensively discussed in the Problem of universals debate where Peter Abelard and others used the rose as an example concept. As the quotation diffused through her own writing, and the culture at large, Stein once remarked "Now listen! I’m no fool. I know that in daily life we don't go around saying 'is a ... is a ... is a ...' Yes, I’m no fool; but I think that in that line the rose is red for the first time in English poetry for a hundred years."
Source: Wikipedia
Inscription above the entrance to "Kirkaldy's Testing and Experimenting Works" of 1874 (now a museum) at 99 Southwark Street, London. This institution was the first of its kind, that is, an independent organisation testing the quality and strength of commercial materials. I wonder whether Mr Kirkaldy had read Charles Dickens' novel "Hard Times" of 1854. Its first three sentences are:
"Now, what I want is, Facts. Teach these boys and girls nothing but Facts. Facts alone are wanted in life. Plant nothing else, and root out everything else."
Leica M8, Elmar (collapsible) 50/2.8.
The sentence "Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose" was written by Gertrude Stein as part of the 1913 poem "Sacred Emily", which appeared in the 1922 book Geography and Plays.
In that poem, the first "Rose" is the name of a person. Stein later used variations on the sentence in other writings, and the shortened form "A rose is a rose is a rose" is among her most famous quotations, often interpreted as meaning "things are what they are", a statement of the law of identity, "A is A."
Stein once remarked, "Now listen! I'm no fool. I know that in daily life we don't go around saying 'is a ... is a ... is a ...' Yes, I'm no fool; but I think that in that line the rose is red for the first time in English poetry for a hundred years." (Four in America). (Source: Wikipedia).
Picture taken in Pozuelo de Alarcón, Madrid, Spain.
UNA ROSA ES UNA ROSA ES UNA ROSA... (2024)
La frase "Rosa es una rosa es una rosa es una rosa" fue escrita por Gertrude Stein como parte del poema de 1913 "Sacred Emily", que apareció en el libro de 1922 Geography and Plays.
En ese poema, la primera "Rosa" es el nombre de una persona. Stein utilizó posteriormente variaciones de la frase en otros escritos, y la forma abreviada "Una rosa es una rosa es una rosa" es una de sus citas más famosas, a menudo interpretada como que significa "las cosas son lo que son", una declaración de la ley de identidad, "A es A".
Stein comentó una vez: "¡Escuche! No soy tonta. Sé que en la vida diaria no andamos por ahí diciendo 'es una... es una... es una...' Sí, no soy tonta; pero creo que en ese verso la rosa es roja por primera vez en la poesía inglesa en cien años". (Cuatro en América). (Fuente: Wikipedia).
Foto tomada en Pozuelo de Alarcón, Madrid, España.
“Mom, can i sleep at grandma's today?”
I heard on the bus this morning...
when I managed to turn around to see the child, that made me go back to the past with just one sentence...
She was no longer within my reach.
I traveled far...
When did time go by and make us adults full of boring priorities?
We fight every day for something that we don't know if it's what we really want...
When in fact, grandma's house is what everyone would need to be happy.
Grandma's house is where the hands of the clock take a vacation with us and spend the minutes unhurriedly arriving.
Grandma's house is where a simple pasta and homemade bread get different flavors, delicious...
Grandma's house is where an innocent afternoon can last for an eternity of games and fantasies.
Grandma's house is where the cupboards hide old clothes and mysterious tools.
Grandma's house is where the closed boxes become chests of secret treasures, ready to be unveiled.
Grandma's house is where toys rarely come ready, they are invented on the spot.
Grandma's house, everything is mysteriously possible, magic happens and without worries.
Grandma's house is where we find the remains of our parents' childhood and the beginning of our lives.
Grandma's house, on the inside, is the address of our deepest affection, where everything is allowed.
That luxury no longer belongs to me - unfortunately - it will live with me only in memories.
Even so, if I could place an order now... any order of all orders in the world, I would order the same thing...
Can i sleep at grandma's today?
❤️
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Words by: Saulo Subirá
"I think I'm with Dave on this. I can't get on with this weather at all. But you love it don't you?" Lee looked at me as he finished the sentence, and then at his watch. His beloved Aston Villa were due to kick off against Chelsea at 5:30pm, and Mr Bezos and his board of big chiefs had generously enabled those of us who subscribe to his streaming and next day delivery service the rare opportunity to watch some Premier League football during the festive period.
I grinned, although by this stage the effects of recent consecutive adventures into a very damp outside world were beginning to dampen my enthusiasm too. I'd managed to escape with the camera three times already since work had finished, and been repaid with a thorough soaking every time. My determination to embrace the conditions whatever they brought was beginning to wear off, as once more I struggled to keep the lens free of rain spots. I too was thinking about that football match on the television, perhaps with a glass of single malt to accompany the evening ahead.
But meanwhile, here we stood at Porthleven, overlooking the famous church tower that has featured in so many biblical images. Two white vans were parked in front of the church, bonnets open and no apparent sign of movement from either of them seemed imminent. Nor did any exciting drama in the sea for that matter. When the big winter storms assaulted the coast here seven years earlier, a photograph taken by Carla Regler here made the front pages of the national papers. I've yet to be here in weather quite as exciting as that, but one not very fine afternoon I will be here at high tide to witness Armageddon hit the harbour wall, the cliffs, the church, and any bystanders who haven't worked out where to watch proceedings safely from.
As we stood watching the scene, waiting for high tide and speculating as to whether it might stop raining for longer than three minutes at any one time, we stared vacantly at the two white vans. It seemed that one of them had broken down, perhaps the victim of a flat battery and the other had appeared with a set of jump leads to stir it back into action. With the light starting to go, we discussed how easy it would be to clone them out of the final image, partially obscured as they were by the railings on the harbour wall. We agreed it might be beyond our limited skills and for a while watched the hardy group of surfers who seemed not the least bit bothered by the rain nor the fact that we were in the middle of winter.
After what seemed an age, the vans finally drove away, but the waves hitting the coast weren't quite what we'd hoped for. However it was one of those afternoons where the rain hung in visible drifts over the land and the sea. As the sky darkened, it brought an opportunity to capture all of that weather in blue tones across the entire palette before us. It's a picture which I could have used to describe the afternoon without a single one of the words in this story.
I'm glad I waited and took a further and very thorough soaking as I raced back to where I'd parked my car in the fast fading light. Thank goodness I have a raincoat that stands up to this weather. I even got home in time for the match, which wasn't at all bad. With all that's happening around us, it already seems like a long time ago, yet less than two weeks have passed since I took it.
Depending on how we feel, we might use the Milky Way to measure the scale of ... (finish my sentence)_
Lit by hand in 5 seconds, with @kimhenry.dance. I'll explain a bit more in the learning group: fb.com/groups/ericpare
On the right side, we can see the Magellanic clouds. We had no idea what we were looking at. It was so bright in the night sky. These are visible from the South Hemisphere only
Oh and the small orange spot above the horizon? It's not what you think... I'll explain in the group
tv shot
"A thing too perfect to be remembered:
stone beautiful only when wet.
* * *
Blinded by light or black cloth—
so many ways
not to see others suffer.
* * *
Too much longing:
it separates us
like scent from bread,
rust from iron.
* * *
From very far or very close—
the most resolute folds of the mountain are gentle.
* * *
As if putting arms into woolen coat sleeves,
we listen to the murmuring dead.
* * *
Any point of a circle is its start:
desire forgoing fulfillment to go on desiring.
* * *
In a room in which nothing
has happened,
sweet-scented tobacco.
* * *
The very old, hands curling into themselves, remember their parents.
* * *
Think assailable thoughts, or be lonely."
-- Jane Hirshfield
Nikole Messmer - #TemplemorePhotoContest
Credits:
top - Riot / Addison Crop Tee (available at Fameshed now)
bottom - Blueberry / DWL Jeans
location - Lutz City of Templemore
"Prisoners of Age" is photographer Ron Levine's groundbreaking work with geriatric convicts. It is a series of photographs and interviews with elderly inmates - sentenced for life - conducted in prisons both in the United States and Canada since 1996.
His images are disturbing and affecting, macabre and poignant, straddling the thin line between retribution and redemption.
The sentence "Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose." was written by Gertrude Stein as part of the 1913 poem "Sacred Emily", which appeared in the 1922 book Geography and Plays. In that poem, the first "Rose" is the name of a person. Stein later used variations on the sentence in other writings, and "A rose is a rose is a rose" is among her most famous quotations,
The tiny village of Belcarra, with a population of 643, sits on the shore of Indian Arm near Vancouver. The quiet little village was established because of a murder in 1882. The peninsula was settled by John Hall a logger and trail builder. In October 1882 Hall had a dispute with his mother-in-law ,Mary Dish, that turned deadly. He was charged with the murder of Mary Dish. Hall was defended by Attorney William Bole who had the charges reduced to Manslaughter. Hall went to serve his sentence at the BC Penitentiary and Attorney Bole took the land as payment for services. Bole named it Belcarra after a town in County Mayo, Ireland where he was born.
Photo taken with Nikon FM with Fuji Acros II film. Belcarra British Columbia Canada
SEZ, alongside Y3LOW,JANFREE,HOT,RESH and NEUTS
2015,big ups!!!!!!!
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The video on here,just click www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-gMkJsmqfQ
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oh god i'm so glad you guys like this! cause i think this one belongs more to the "graphic designing" category rather than the "photography" category :/ what do you think??
right now what i want to be is somewhere between an architect, a graphic designer or piano teacher. I actually don't know what i'm doing with my life :$ i wish i was more like some other people who have their career choices made already. I feel so indecisive!!
anyway, i really do feel this way about piano! i always complain about the classes and the practicing time, but really in the end i believe it's all worth it. What i never understand is why people quit when they're in grade 2 or something, i don't have a grudge on people who do that, but it really does confuse me! I don't think grade 2 is a grade where you are able to decide whether you like piano or not. you're still learning the basics. it's going to be boring, but once you get past that stage, you're able to really get into it and really have some fun with it. I know people who have quit piano when they were grade 2/3 and they really regret it now. While as i have some other friends who have stuck with it until grade 5/6 then they quit because they either couldn't handle the requirements or just started to get tired of the piano in general. That, i can understand because being in grade 5 means you've stuck with it for probably about 6-7 years and finally decided that you hated it. (sorry for my fail english here btw haha, i really suck at putting my thoughts into readable sentences haha)
hope you all have a fantastic weekend!!! :DD
thanks to everyone for the comments and your personal stories (: i definitely read each and every one of them! thank you all ♥
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THE SENTENCE
When it realized that that marriage Opus Dei was not for what she was waiting, it went out to the avenues and undressed the clothes, wrapped in shouts and blows of breasts, begging the love of this husband that it loved to another fort and virile.
The sentence on the sign above the entrance to the bridge and underneath its name reads: "25 Dollars Fine for Driving on this Bridge Faster than a Walk."
This c. 1855 covered bridge in Hoosick, New York is still in use.
She has been forced to live in this hell for almost 40 years and hasn't been allowed to see another whale in almost 30 years!
Sentence from Paris words
dont miss the other two pics belonging to this one.Nr 2
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and Nr 1
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otherwise you dont get the sentence.
Background information: photo-philosophy.net/triplets/ and photo-philosophy.net/satze-sentences/
I've been walking in my sleep
And I've been waking in my dreams
I've been living in the past
My food don't pay this debt
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And then Jesus said, "Take it. This is my flesh." or whatever.
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-Oberon's Look-
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Under by NOCHE
Shoes by Phunk
Book by ContraptioN
Skins and Hairs by HYPE
-Mateo's Look-
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Jock by THIRST
Knee Pads by NOCHE
Shoes by Flite
Rings by Ysoral
Skins and Hair by HYPE
-The Scene-
Stocks - Adjustable Pillory by eL
Backdrop - Cubic Backdrop by STUD INC
Cross - Mesh Crucifix by Urban Grunge
Sentence
I'll save you from yourself
From the demons of the night
They promise fame and fortune
All you eagerly desire
I'll save you from yourself
From those voices calling you
To sell your soul to evil
Then you'll be dancing forever
Music: eRa
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Armeria maritime or Ministicks Rose - took this one last month at the botanical garden. My plan was to go back to the botanical garden today but unfortunately its not working out. I ended up with a wood splinter in the bottom of my foot yesterday and had to go to the doctor last night. They had to surgically remove the splinter and now I have stitches in my foot ;-(
It hurts like .... You can finish the sentence ;-)
HBW
“All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence you know.” Ernest Hemingway
35th Chapel: Jesus sentenced to death - Sacred Mount of Varallo - UNESCO World Heritage Site (2003)
Sulla croce, un cartiglio reca il nome del condannato e il perchè della condanna: 'Gesù Nazzareno Re dei Giudei'. I Farisei protestano, perchè la frase si presta ad un malinteso, ma Pilato non recede dalla sua decisione.
Costruita verso il 1610. Statue di Giovanni d' Enrico. Affreschi Pier Francesco Mazzucchelli, detto 'il Morazzone' (1614).
On the cross, a scroll bears the name of the condemned man and the reason for the sentence: "Jesus of Nazareth, King of the Jews." The Pharisees protest that the words may be misunderstood, but Pilate refuses to go back on his decision.
Built about 1600. Statues by Giovanni d'Enrico (17th cen.). Frescoes by Pier Francesco Mazzucchelli known as "Morazzone" (17th cen.).