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Urbex Session : Abandoned Discotheque
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i surrender ...
by Hillsong
here I am
down on my knees again
surrendering all
find me here
Lord as You draw me near
desperate for You
I surrender
I want to know You more .....
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This photo was taken inside the Basilica the Agony Church in Gethsemane - Israel :
~ In the middle which is called as "The Rock of the Agony"
~ The iron wreath around called the ''Rock of the Agony" is in the form of a crown of thorns with some olive branches, the latter redolent of the Garden. Birds are shown in front of a chalice. They symbolize souls who wish to share the chalice of Christ's Passion. Two silver doves are depicted as caught in agony in the snares of the brambles. They extend their necks like meek, sacrificial victims.
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I want to sleep beneath
Peaceful skies in my lover's bed
With a wide open country in my eyes
And these romantic dreams in my head...
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Arriving at Collins Lake on a Monday meant we shared the lower lake camping area with one other rig and about 100 Canadian Geese...It was marvelous...That all changed come Wednesday...
Again in one of my favorite places. On of the many beautiful interactive objects. A small moon, where I can lay and listen.
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"Unconditional Surrender" is a 25-feet high, painted aluminum sculpture erected in 2007 (it's a traveling sculpture; this photo taken in Sarasota, FL). Also called The Kiss, the 6,000 pound statue was created by world-renowned artist J. Seward Johnson commemorating a famous World War II photo. The photo was taken by Alfred Eisenstaedt of a sailor kissing a nurse, Edith Shain, in Times Square, New York City on Aug. 14, 1945, following the announcement of V-J Day. Edith doesn't remember who the sailor was, she just went with the moment.
If any of you will be in NYC on August 14 in any given year, there will be a Kiss-In in Times Square for the anniversary of the end of World War II. Couples are encouraged to kiss in the manner of the Unconditional Surrender sculpture... guys, bring your sailor cap!
244/365 - Our Daily Challenge - "Begins with S"
I love acorns, so I was glad for an opportunity to shoot them today. If I'm thinking literally about the challenge, I could say that S is for simplicity, or seasonal, or seed. But in a figurative sense, I believe the acorn represents surrender. John 12:24 says "unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds". The same applies to acorns. A wise woman said it this way:
"We are being asked to trust, to leave the planning to God. God's ultimate plan is as far beyond our imaginings as the oak tree is from the acorn's imaginings.The acorn does what it was made to do, without pestering its maker with questions about when and how and why. We who have been given intelligence and a will and a wide range of wants that can be set against the divine Pattern for Good are asked to believe Him. We are given the chance to trust Him when He says to us, ' ...If any man will let himself be lost for my sake, he will find his true self."
“When will we find it?” we ask.
The answer is “TRUST ME”.
“How will we find it?”
The answer again is, “TRUST ME”.
“Why must I let myself be lost?” we persist.
The answer is:
“LOOK AT THE ACORN AND TRUST ME”.
(Catherine Marshall)
Trust...that's challenging for a control freak like me. Maybe that's part of why I love acorns so much...because they remind me that my job is not to try to control(control is an illusion anyway)...It's to trust the One who knows what He's doing.
Textures by Kim Klassen: Ugglove and Scripted Autumn
Nikon D5000, 105mm
This imposing 2,5 metres / 8 feet tall +- Sculpture is currently on display in a popular shopping mall.
Located in the coastal town of Somerset West, Western Cape, South Africa.
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We-ll, what's black and white and finally handing over his gun? Hahaha!
sigh.
Onomatopoeia joins Freeze, surrendering to Riddler's attack on area 41.
This is my entry to the 2017
The Colossal Battle Contest V
for the category .
CBC V - Dread Ambushers Category
A current take on the "Surrender Dorothy" message which was previously appeared on this bridge.
More information about this is available at www.mymcmedia.org/surrender-donald-instead-of-surrender-d... and www.washingtonpost.com/dc-md-va/2020/11/05/surrender-doro...
On CSX train bridge over the Capital Beltway, Silver Spring, MD, with Washington D.C. Temple of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in the background.
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Used by Patch.com ("'Surrender Donald' Scrawled On Beltway Bridge Near Mormon Temple" by Alessia Grunberger - November 6, 2020) at patch.com/maryland/kensington/surrender-donald-scrawled-b...
Used on Wikpedia ("Surrender Dorothy") at en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surrender_Dorothy#Washington_area_g... and Wikimedia Commons at commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Surrender_Donald_(50569799903).jpg
Used by Disney Dining ("Are They Building Disneyland in Washington, D.C.? Here’s What We Know" by Jess Colopy - June 26, 2025) at www.disneydining.com/mormon-washington-dc-temple-looks-li...
“Unconditional Surrender” - 25-foot sculpture by Seward Johnson resembling a photograph by Alfred Eisenstaedt. V–J day in Times Square.
I fall into your arms
surrender, sweet surrender
... And suddenly ... All is well with the world ...
Background music: Rain by Jesse Cook
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Most old cemeteries were planted in places meant to take your breath away. High on a hilltop or precarious position, or perched like this one, overlooking a bend in the Economy River. The pull of this plot really did its work on me, after four straight days exploring abandoned burial grounds – working through corners of my homeland so far unseen by me. It was almost noon when I came here, felt in some strange way like I'd been saving up the mourning, last stop before hitting the long road home again. I picked a stretch of cloudy days for my adventure, checking the weather for the fewest possible breaks in overcast skies before heading out. I don't like direct sun when I'm down with the dead, feels far more human when darkness holds fast through the midday light. These off-white limestone markers cast soft shadows in their carvings, none of those harsh rays coming in from the big, burning ball in space. We're very much of the earth here, turning to dirt and giving back the minerals we borrowed from it. Calcium, mostly, and lesser amounts of phosphorus, potassium, sodium, magnesium, iron, iodine, chromium, copper, and zinc. We top off that surrender in stone, capped solid and let the leaching begin. Seems to be about a century of stories here, between the 1840s and 1950s. Plenty of time for all who's buried to lose their form, but not quite enough for their tales to get lost. While the Colchester traffic passes steady on a distant bridge, I haunt a place and time containing no breathing body but me.
October 30, 2021
Durning Cemetery
Economy, Nova Scotia
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The Architecture of Fear
Fear is a defense mechanism we all build up on different levels in order to survive. It is our primary response to anything, known or unknown, that could seize our existence. Yet we make it so natural it seems fear creeps in on its own. But that’s untrue: Fear is all our fault. We just happen to lead ourselves astray from that fact so that we won’t realize we’re responsible for it, or we may end up fearing nothing but ourselves.
Doubt – Worry – Reclusion – Defeat - Surrender
Urbex Session : Abandoned Hotel room
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On the Cliffs of Moher.
GhostWorks Texture Competition #54
Texture with thanks to Skeletal Mess
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Charles Erskine Scott Wood
American, 1852-1944
Oil on canvas
Museum purchase: funds provided by Gwyneth and Brian Booth. 2002.33.2
Portland Art Museum
C.E.S. Wood was a soldier, lawyer, writer, poet, art patron, art critic, bibliophile, and artist.
This man of many talents and interests was raised in the East. After graduating from West Point he was assigned to a post in the West, participating in the 1877 campaigns against the Nez Perce and the Paiute. He helped negotiate the surrender of Chief Joseph, recorded his famous speech at Bear Paw Mountain in Montana and subsequently developed a deep friendship with him.
The unjust treatment of the Native Americans was one of the reasons he resigned his commission in the military.
Wood went to Columbia Law School and returned to Oregon in 1884 to establish a law practice in Portland. He specialized in maritime law, but also served clients whose cases tested civil liberties – Margaret Sanger was one.
His reputation as a social activist grew as he co-authored Oregon’s Initiative and Referendum Measures, the first of their kind in the nation. He lobbied for women's right to vote and became the Democratic candidate for U.S. Senator. Wood’s writing appeared in many forms.
He was an art critic, whose essay "Art a Threadbare Topic" was published in the Pacific Monthly; "Art is useless except in the sense that it makes the world more beautiful, life more enjoyable ... A good landscape or portrait does not imitate, it suggests the beauty of the view, or the quality of the person and it does more. There has been put into it something of the artist's soul, something of the man himself ... art work is man's soul speaking to man's soul."
His Poet in the Desert, about his love for the Harney Desert in Eastern Oregon, is his most famous poem and Wood felt it was his major creative work.
His book, Heavenly Discourse, is also well-known. He recounted his experiences in the Indian campaigns in a publication of 1901.
He was a frequent contributor to the Spectator and in 1911 he called for the public to purchase a permanent art collection. By this time the Portland Art Association was established with Wood as one of the founders. He encouraged a permanent collection to replace the frequent loan shows that had occupied the exhibition space.
Wood had developed friendships with several eastern artists. Childe Hassam was a friend whom Wood invited to come to Oregon. On their trip to Eastern Oregon in 1908 both artists produced landscapes. In some cases Wood's paintings are so similar to Hassam’s that one has difficulty distinguishing them. Wood called himself an amateur painter, but his watercolors were especially good.
His son, Erskine Wood wrote about his father’s favorite subjects: scenes of the desert, ranches, buttes of Eastern Oregon, rivers, lakes, and ocean. He also enjoyed painting the Portland harbor, grain ships, stern wheelers, the Columbia River, and duck hunting on Sauvie Island.
His friendship with J. Alden Weir, who also visited him in Oregon, inspired Wood to use watercolor. Wood was a founding member of the Portland Art Association in 1892, and a participating member in several arts organizations.
He exhibited in the Fine Art Section at the Lewis and Clark Centennial Exposition in Portland in 1905. A cover for Pacific Monthly featured his painting View of Portland, which is now in the Huntington Gallery in California. His role as art patron should not be overlooked.
He was responsible for bringing Olin Warner, the sculptor, to Portland to execute the city’s first public sculpture, the bronze Skidmore Fountain. Wood also participated in the early affairs of the Portland Art Museum and the Library Association. Wood left his wife and family in 1919 to settle in Los Gatos, California with the poet Sara Bard Field. Their home became a gathering place for artists and intellectuals. Wood concentrated on his writing, revising old poems and composing new ones, until he died in that city at the age of 91. He signed with his monogram C.E.S.W.
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