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The hammerhead flatworm (Bipalium sp.) is one of only a very few terrestrial invertebrates known to produce the neurotoxin tetrodotoxin
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Hammerhead Flatworm – 2020SEP25 – Charlotte, NC
Going out for my annual ringless honey mushroom harvest (cf. my albums 2018AUG23 & 2018AUG22), I saw something else.
Something definitely toxic, terrestrial, and considered terrifying...
...A hammerhead flatworm native to tropical and subtropical regions but that has become invasive worldwide.
Picking the mushroom cap with the hammerhead worm, I went inside to get my cell phone camera, which I could hold using one hand to capture images, keeping an eye on the other hand with the wriggly worm slithering over the mushroom cap
...and then I learned this about it after I went and put it back!
Hope you enjoy the 34% of 49 captures I took this drizzly day!
Yeah… I'm kind of glad I didn't walk into this guy the night before when I reset the breaker box. I swear his web was at least 6 feet wide in places (not the web part, but the stands that attached it to the ground/house). He kind of looks like a demonic scull. Anyone know what this is… and if I could kill me? On the plus side, I finally got some nice boca with my old camera.
October 25th, 2009 -- GRAND RAPIDS, MI, USA -- Defying Gravity Project for PO-106 @ GRCC. -- PHOTO BY MICHAEL COOK
Strobist Info - Camera left in other room, two off camera flashes 285hv & Sb-25, one geled red and pointing at the ceiling, one geled green and pointed at subject. Camera right, bouncing sb-24 off of the ceiling to raise ambient exposure.
The idea of this came from a recurring dream I used to have as a child. I was terrified of something like this happening, and remember having a few sleepless nights because of it. I really gives me the chills just looking at it.
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exhibition setup
Filodrammatica Gallery, Korzo 28/1, Rijeka
1-23 September, 2022
"The Curiosity Cabinet of Industrial Property" showcases a collection of dystopian patents, made of some of the most terrifying specimens that have emerged in the age of surveillance capitalism.
All of the exhibited patents gathered here dramatically repel the boundaries of capitalism: by expanding capture processes towards all possible life forms, by implementing sciencefictionesque surveillance systems in every trivial technological apparatus; by deteriorating every aspect of labor conditions; by legally protecting schemes that allow the wealthiest to circumvent the law; or even, by trolling the process of patenting itself.
Placed side by side, these patents represent a look into the future as it is currently envisioned and engineered towards in Silicon Valley. It is the science fiction dystopia of Philip K. Dick turned into sharp reality.
IPPI was originally produced by the Espace Virtuel du Jeu de Paume, in the series “Futurs non conformes”, curated by disnovation.org, 2016.
Photos by: Tanja Kanazir / Drugo more
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Help!
They've eaten my legs...
*sobs*
They're almost at...
Oh wait... that's kinda good...
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Rushed quick shot - off out.
I know you'd love to:
Bhairava (Sanskrit, "Terrible, Frightful") sometimes known as Kala Bhairava, is a Hindu deity, a fierce manifestation of Shiva associated with annihilation. He is often depicted with frowning, angry eyes and sharp, tiger's teeth and flaming hair; stark naked except for garlands of skulls and a coiled snake about his neck. In his four hands he carries a noose, trident, drum, and skull. He is often shown accompanied by a dog. He originated in Hindu mythology and is sacred to Hindus, Buddhists and Jains alike. He is worshipped in Nepal, Rajasthan, Karnataka, Tamil Nadu and Uttarakhand.
LEGENDS
The origin of Bhairava can be traced to a conversation between Brahma and Vishnu recounted in the Shiv Mahapuran, in which Vishnu inquired of Brahma, "Who is the supreme creator of the Universe?". Arrogantly, Brahma told Vishnu to worship him as Supreme Creator. One day Brahma thought, "I have five heads, Shiva also has five heads. I can do everything that Shiva does and therefore I am Shiva". Brahma had become a little egoistic. Not only had he became egoistic, he started to forge the work of Shiva. Brahma started interfering in what Shiva was supposed to do. Then Mahadeva (Shiva) threw a small nail from His finger, which assumed the form of Kala Bhairava, and casually went to cut off one of Brahma's heads. The skull of Brahma is held in the hands of Kala Bhairava; Brahma Kapala in the hands of Kala Bhairava and Brahma’s ego was destroyed and he became enlightened. Then onwards he became useful to himself, to the world and deeply grateful to Shiva. In the form of the Kaala Bhairava, Shiva is said to be guarding each of these Shaktipeeths. Each Shaktipeeth temple is accompanied by a temple dedicated to Bhairava.
WORSHIP
His temples or shrines are present within or near most Jyotirlinga temples, the sacred twelve shrines dedicated to Shiva across India, including Kashi Vishwanath Temple, Varanasi and the Mahakaleshwar Temple at Ujjain, where at the Kal Bhairav Temple, he is worshipped by the Kapalika and Aghori sects of Shaivism, here one can also find the Patal Bhairav and Vikrant Bhairav shrines.
Kaal Bhairava temples can also be found around Shakti Peethas, as it is said Shiva allocated the job of guarding each of 52 Shakti Peethas to one Bhairava. As such it is said there are 52 forms of Bhairava, which are in fact considered as manifestation of Shiva himself.
Traditionally Kal Bhairav is the Grama devata in the rural villages of Karnataka, Maharashtra and Tamil Nadu, where he is referred to as "Bhaivara/Annadhani" Vairavar. In Karnataka, Lord Bhairava is the supreme God for the community commonly referred as "Gowdas", especially for the Gangadikara Gowda caste he is considered as the care taker and punisher.
Also another set of people in Kashmir that have their origin from Gorat, or the minister of Mata Sharika worship Bhairava during Shivratri
The Hindu reformer Adi Sankara has written a hymn on Kala Bhairava of Kashi which is called as Kala Bhairav Ashtakam.
OBSERVANCES
Bhairava Ashtami commemorating the day Kal Bhairav appeared on earth, is celebrated on Krishna paksha Ashtami of the Margashirsha month of Hindu calendar with a day special prayers and rituals.
ICONOGRAPHY
Bhairava is depicted ornamented with a range of twisted serpents, which serve as earrings, bracelets, anklets, and sacred thread (yajnopavita). He wears a tiger skin and a ritual apron composed of human bones. Bhairava has a dog (Shvan) as his divine vahana (vehicle). Bhairavi is a fierce and terrifying aspect of the Devi who is virtually indistinguishable from Kali, with the exception of her particular identification as the consort of Bhairava.
Bhairava himself has eight manifestations i.e. Ashta Bhairava:
Asithaanga Bhairava
Ruru Bhairava
Chanda Bhairava
Krodha Bhairava
Unmattha Bhairava
Kapaala Bhairava
Bheeshana Bhairava
Samhaara Bhairava
Kala Bhairava is conceptualized as the Guru of the planetary deity Shani (Saturn). Bhairava is known as Bhairavar or Vairavar in Tamil where he is often presented as a Grama devata or village guardian who safeguards the devotee on all eight directions (ettu tikku). Known in Sinhalese as Bahirawa, he protects treasures. Lord Bhairava is the main deity worshipped by the Aghora sect.
TEMPLES
Bhairava is an important deity of the Newars. All the traditional settlements of Newars have at least a temple of Bhairava. Most of the temples of Bhairava in Nepal are maintained by Newar priests. There are several Bhairava temples in the Kathmandu valley.
WIKIPEDIA
I don't normally make a collage of photos, but I thought this was more funny than uploading the individuals. The Mad Hatter was terrified of Dormouse.
Norwegians and naked people! Most their statues are in the nude, or I'm just american and those are the ones I notice.
I thought the cats face was very amusing!
oblama dictator in fact junta released a photo today that should TERRIFY YOU [...he shall scatter them among the prey, spoil & riches...he shall forecast his devices against the strong holds...'] www.newswatch.us/obamas-white-house-released-photo-terrify
13th century knight's effigy in the south transept. The figure is not in situ and is believed to have been outside for some years, suggesting it may have originally stood in the long ago demolished nave.
Pershore Abbey is today a magnificent fragment, consisting of roughly half of the original medieval church. The monastery itself has long gone, the only traces being the scars on the wall of the south transept that show where the east range of buildings, perhaps including the monks' dormitory and refectory, were once attached to the church.
The Abbey dates back to Saxon times, having been founded by King Edgar in the 10th century, but the eatliest visible remains today are 12th century Norman, principally the south transept. What little evidence remains of the nave shows that this too was Romanesque, contemporary with the transept. The bulk of the building as it stands today dates from the 13th and 14th centuries, as witnessed by the splendid gothic choir (complete with rich vaulted ceiling and bosses, also added to the transept) with it's aisles and chapels. The imposing tower is the latest addition from the 1340s, and in it's topmost storey following a remarkably similar design to that of Salisbury Cathedral, suggesting involvement of the same architect/master mason.
The church today has a strangely L-shaped footprint owing to it's reduction in size as a result of the Dissolution of 1539, when the townspeople bought the eastern half of the church for parish use (instead of the smaller St Andrew's church immediately to the east). The nave was quarried away for it's stone, as were the monastic buildings (the cloister stood to the south of the nave) and have almost entirely vanished. The Lady chapel at the east end was also demolished at this time, the present apsidal chapel dates from the Victorian restoration. There were further reductions still to come, with the collapse of the north transept in 1686, of which only a tiny portion was rebuilt, giving the western part the curiously lopsided appearance it has to this day, with two of the former arches of the crossing now blocked up with recycled masonry.
The interior is impressive, both for it's Gothic and norman work. The higher ceilings have some excellent carved bosses, mainly foliage with the occasional face, rather difficult to make out from ground level. The original furnishings have not survived with the exception of the Norman font, carved with figures surrounded by strapwork, somewhat worn as a result of being exiled to a garden in the 18th century and later recovered.
There are a few monuments of note, mainly gathered in the south transept where two medieval effigies lie, one a fine 13th century cross legged knight (reputedly a crusader), not in situ and apparently brought in from the churchyard (presumably he lay in the now lost nave). A 14th century priest, somewhat worn, lies nearby along with a large, coloured late Elizabethan monument to the Haselwood family.
The Abbey was restored in the 1850s by George Gilbert Scott, during which time stained glass was reintroduced into the building (all trace of the medieval glass has gone), mostly by Clayton & Bell and Hardmans, the former of which also added some wall painting at the west end, that is now so deteriorated some must mistake it for medieval work. But the most notable feature of the Victorian period is the unique (and somewhat terrifying) bell-ringers platform suspended high in the centre of the tower by a cross of huge oak beams, in order to open up a view of it's interior. The bell ringers of Pershore must seriously need to conquer any fear of heights!
There have been ongoing structural problems with the foundations (presumably groundwater) on the north side of the building, first manifested in the collapse of the north transept, and more recently in the alarming fissures that have rapidly opened up in the north east chapel during the last six years. Currently the situation is growing ever more acute, and fate of this small corner of the building hangs in the balance.
This clown will come after you if you don't give him all your pennies. Seriously.
Spotted at the 2008 Fireman's Auction in New Wilmington, PA.
I look terrified. Age: 2.666.
OH HOLY SHIT is that my bigwheels in the background?
Clint, James, Grandma.
sitting.
bench, big wheels.
concerned. from Dad. terrified.
Mom and Dad's house, Woodbridge, Virginia.
September, 1976.
... Read my blog at ClintJCL.wordpress.com
James Bernard L, my grandfather (dad's dad). Born 2/18/1922 in Fairmont, WV. Died 12/18/2001 in Arlington, VA.
Son of James and Minnie
Husband of Maria Clara ("Ronnie")
Father of Victor (dad)
Brother of Arnold Ray, Lena May and Charles
James Bernard L was a long-serving member of the 16th Infantry Regiment, 1st Division, and its Association. He joined the National Guard in 1936, then the 16th Infantry in 1940 at Fort Jay, New York. In the Allied landings in Africa in November, 1942, he was the Regimental Sergeant Major. He fought in Sicily and later, in the Normandy Invasion, as a Warrant Officer under General Omar Bradley. He continued with the 16th Infantry through France, the Battle of the Bulge, Germany and Czechoslovakia.
After the war, he served at Fort Knox, Kentucky, the Joint Chiefs of Staff in the Pentagon, Fort Shafter, Hawaii, Ft. Sam Houstin in San Antonio, TX, and the Adjutant Generals School, Fort Benjamin Harrison, Indiana, where he retired in 1960 as a CWO-4.
James then became one of the strongest supporters of the Regimental Association, writing many articles and booklets produced by the Association, and was a contributor, editor, and participant in the production of the recent volume of the regiment's history, "Blood and Sacrifice."
James was also an avid flag collector and member of NAVA, and a longtime philatelist.
Ronnie L, born Maria Clara Rechen, is Clint's grandmother (dad's mom). Born 10/25/1918 in Lvov, Poland. Died 11/13/2003 in Alexandria, VA.
Daughter of Jozefa and Jacob, she was the only survivor of the holocaust in her family. She was liberated from a work camp by Clint's grandfather (James Bernard L.), who stormed Normandy 20 minutes into the D-Day invasion.
Detail of a panel from the Apocalypse sequence that fills the larger part of the great east window of York Minster, photographed ex-situ following restoration.
The east window at York is one of wonders of gothic art and the largest medieval window in existance. It's original glazing, comprising 119 narrative scenes from the Old Testament and the Apocalypse, is as good as complete. It was created by the workshop of John Thornton of Coventry in 1405-8 (at a cost of around £56!).
Though the Minster's original glazing is unusually well preserved (by English standards) there has been considerably loss of clarity through the centuries of repair and patching which have resulted in heavier leadwork, intruded pieces of infill and extra leads (often across faces) where breakages have occured, often reducing the image to a confusing mosaic patchwork, difficult to decipher from ground level.
The latest restoration by the York Glazier's Trust aims to restore some of this lost legibility using modern conservation techniques and research by sensitive releading of each panel,and removing disfiguring insertions to give back some of the clarity and brilliance it's original form possessed in order to be read from a distance (a similar process has just been completed on the nearby St William window (also by Thornton) where comparison between pre and post restoration photos show what an enormous success the project has been).
Storing the World's largest medieval window has prooved a challenge, at first all 119 panels (with almost as many tracery pieces) where stored in crates in the Minster's stoneyard, until late 2009 when fire broke out in the rooms above, necessitating the evacuation of the massive window and rescuing it from what could have been the biggest loss to our national heritage since the Civil War! Happily all was saved from danger and is now stored within the Minster for the remainder of the project.
A few panels have been temporarily displayed at ground level in the cathedral allowing close-up detailed views of images normally only visible with the aid of binoculars
Promo EP for upcoming album "...are terryfied!"
Released: 2010
Design: la_reine
Foto: Christopher Noellert
tell me a secret.
any secret that you have.
i'll tell you one of mine.
im terrified of strangers. yes, its true. not because my parents always told me not to get into their cars for candy as a child, but because i don't trust people. ive been hurt far too many times to ever fully and completely trust one person. i used to trust one person, and i thought that this person was the greatest human to ever talk to me because this person understood me. this person knew my every waking thought and could finish my sentences. this person entrusted their life into my hands - and i returned the favor. i told this person so much about me, and i knew so much about them. we were pals. companions. buddies. we talked everyday. all day, everyday. we spent countless hours together. we laughed and cried together. this person and i were best friends.
until that person hurt me more deeply than i could have ever imagined possible. that person had such a tight grip on my heart, that the only thing necessary was to tug. that person pulled my heart right out of me. bruised it. broke it. my heart was in a thousand pieces and i still haven't collected them all to glue back together - and i honestly don't think that i ever will.
there will forever be a gaping hold in my heart from when that person decided to tear me apart. ive never completely forgiven that person, and i don't know if i could if i tried with all of my being.
and now i live with the emotional scars every day, from when that person ruthlessly attacked me. that person attacked me with words. truthful words - for the first time. previously, all that i knew had been a lie. an ugly and vicious lie. the relationship. the laughter. the tears. and the trust. all of it was fake and phoney.
and so. ive never trusted again.
and im scared to open myself to new people.
so i guess this means, im not just scared of strangers..
i'm scared of people. and the words they say.
+1 in comments : its irrelevant.
btw sorry that ive had some depressing days lately.. just going through a phase.
Tagged by Salvador L.A
I remember doing this tag game last year hah.
1.) Sexuality?
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2.) If you could meet anyone on earth, who would it be?
Lady Gaga.
3.) Grab a book nearest to you, turn to page 23, read me line 17 (if it’s the start of a sentence, finish the sentence)
Lol no thanks.
4.) What do you think about the most?
My family, school and friends.
5.) What does your latest text message from someone else say?
I don't receive many text messages haha.
6.) Do you sleep with or without clothes on?
I wear pyjama shorts and a black shirt.
7.) What your strangest talent?
I can fit my entire fist in my mouth!
8.) Girls.... (finish the sentence); Boys.... (finish the sentence)
Girls... are rockin'.
Boys... are totes smelly.
9.) Ever had a poem or song written about you?
Lol no.
10.) When was the last time you played the air guitar?
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew a long time ago.
11.) Do you have any strange phobias?
I'm terrified of taaz makeovers and hair scrunchies.
12.) Ever stuck a foreign object up your nose?
not that i can remember ha ha ha.
13.) Backpacks or satchels?
Backpack... yah! :o)
If you aren't tagged and want to answer the questions feel free to tag yourself! :))))))))))