The War on Terror
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A year has passed by .....
This is one of the shots of this project
( www.flickr.com/photos/188559759@N08/ )
taken during the first lockdown in my city.
This shot was used for a
Cover of a digital Ep of my band TSUBO you can listening here:
At least if you're one of the hapless little fish in the group! A young Tri-colored heron demonstrates his talents for doing whatever it takes to get the job done! Another shot with some of the baitfish fleeing for their lives! Taken on Armand Bayou!
I should have mentioned that the tides were extremely high that day and the birds were scrambling for any vantage point that they could get to hunt from!
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Paraphysornis brasiliensis (life-size model)
Taubaté Basin, state of São Paulo, Brazil - early Miocene, 23 million years ago
Naturhistorisches Museum Wien
The once verdant cornfields around here, the few that remain anyway, have withered into parched leaves and bone-dry stalks. They emanate eerie rustling sounds in response to even the slightest breeze. This is my favorite time of the growing season, even though it's the end phase. The visuals are simultaneously creepy and amazing. Yet I feel an odd sense of anxiety every time I hear a harvesting combine rumbling past the house. I always wonder if they are heading to one of the cornfields that I photograph. I have this completely unhinged sense of ownership for the fields I visit. The same feelings often develop around abandoned houses that I explore. For me it's a recurrent storyline that never ends well. Sooner or later I return to find only emptiness. The harvest is now over, but the emotion and even terror that played out here for me these past months lingers.
These unfortunate people wanted to resist me and rebelled. Their heads have already rotted, devoured by crows... 👹
✈️ Yokubo
📷 The first episode can be seen here: A day in Yokubo ⛩️
📷 The second episode can be seen here: Threat on Yokubo ⛩️
Tiny Terror - After mating with the female in the previous image, the male flew to a low branch very close to me before heading out to hunt again and bringing back a Western Fence Lizard. I always wanted a close up of a pygmy owl on a clear perch and finally got my wish 9 years after my first sighting in Oregon in February 2014. As with all my owl images, no playback ever used, this male was just that indifferent to our presence.
Species: Northern Pygmy Owl (Glaucidium californicum)
Location: Southern California, CA, USA
Equipment: Canon EOS R7 + RF 100-500mm IS
Settings: 1/60s, ISO: 1250, f/7.1 @800mm EFL, Handheld, Electronic Shutter
Taken inside one of the 'Housing' units at Auschwitz II or Birkenau, as it was known as. These shelves, were used by families as their quarters.
It is so hard to try and understand and imagine what conditions were like for those held here. Today, these buildings sever as a reminder of those dark days.
Lets hope the message is never forgotten.
Cuando el terror acecha :P
Esto si que son ojos y no los de Black Zoom o Avore ;)
Parece que ahora hay un tercero en discordia :P
Isaiah 24:18 “Whoever flees at the sound of terror will fall into a pit, and whoever climbs out of the pit will be caught in a snare. For the windows of judgment from above are opened, and the foundations of the earth are shaken.”
Sustainability: humanity is not sustainable.
Net Zero means zero electricity, zero heating, zero transportation, zero businesses, zero industry, zero prosperity, zero freedom, and zero people.
Oh, the terrors of utopia!
Oh, the terrors of hell!
La musica sarà di nuovo vietata in Afghanistan, perché proibita dall' Islam, secondo i fondamentalisti Talebani. Così come i film, la TV, i giochi ( come il biliardo e gli scacchi, per esempio ), le riviste di moda...Non ci saranno più istruzione, né emancipazione e diritti per le donne, destinate a scomparire all'ombra dei burka. Anche il centro per la diagnosi del tumore al seno è stato chiuso e non ci sarà più speranza.
I gay saranno tutti uccisi.
Assassinato anche il comico Nazar Mohammed, che fino all 'ultimo ( come si è visto dai filmati ), anche prima di essere ucciso ha continuato a scherzare e deridere i suoi uccisori : provocando le risa di uno e gli schiaffi dell'altro. Li ha guardati negli occhi con grande dignità, prima di essere torturato e sgozzato.
Intanto all 'aeroporto di Kabul, dove continuano ad ammassarsi le persone che tentano di fuggire, due kamikaze dell'Isis si sono fatti esplodere in un attacco suicida : il bilancio è di più di 170 vittime , di cui 13 militari americani, tutti molto giovani, e di 200 feriti.
Non ci saranno più musica né sorrisi in Afghanistan, fra poco si chiuderanno i cancelli di una prigione.
Cercheranno di approfittarne grandi potenze, come la Cina, con un imperialismo mascherato.
Mentre Biden, molto provato, nel suo discorso alla Nazione dice : 'Non vi perdoneremo,_rivolto ai terroristi _vi troveremo dovunque voi siate....'
Anche se lontano (ma poi non così lontano per le conseguenze), anche se ci sentiamo impotenti, non possiamo ignorare tanto dolore.
The Country without music
The tragedy of Afghanistan
ENG: A visit to the "Day of Remembrance of the Victims of National Socialism" in the documentation center "Topography of Terror" near Potsdamer Platz in Berlin.
The Topography of Terror is a project in Berlin that has existed since 1987 to document and deal with terror during the period of National Socialism in Germany, especially during the period of rule from 1933 to 1945.
This picture is not intended to make a political statement, it serves only as a photographic work of art.
GER: Zu Besuch am „Tag des Gedenkens an die Opfer des Nationalsozialismus“ im Dokumentationszentrum „Topographie des Terrors“ in der nähe des Potsdamer Platz in Berlin.
Die Topographie des Terrors ist ein seit 1987 bestehendes Projekt in Berlin zur Dokumentation und Aufarbeitung des Terrors in der Zeit des Nationalsozialismus in Deutschland insbesondere während der Herrschaftszeit von 1933 bis 1945.
Dieses Bild soll keine politische Aussage treffen, es dient nur als Fotografisches Kunstwerk.
American waterfront, Tokyo DisneySea
Tokyo’s Tower of Terror has you visiting the fictional Hotel Hightower. The hotel used to be occupied by Harrison Hightower a rich collector who traveled the globe obtaining and sometimes stealing precious artifacts. One day on a trip to Africa he found a mysterious idol who eventually came to life causing Mr. Hightower’s elevator to come crashing to the ground.
I had one of those nights when you just can't fall asleep because of the feeling that there is somebody in the room....This is what i get for watching 2 horror movies in a row! It was fun though :) Have a nice day everyone!
ATC meeting - Tournai - Belgium
Remember me the' Death Proof' movie by Tarantino...
Panoramic with 4 pics.
Quizás un mal sueño o quizás la realidad del mundo.
Maybe a bad dream or maybe the reality of the world.
Ty for the spoopy collab Mey! ♡
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What i'm wearing (right)...
eBody - Ebody Reborn body & Waifu Boobs Mod
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Versuta. - bitey // fatpack poses
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Other items used...
Head: Cryptid - Agma
Nails: Aii - Demonic Touch
Thighs: MAZE - Soft thighs
Garter: Kokoro Peachu - Summer Rope Garter
♥ 1 Hundred. Little Terror. set ♥
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♥ [Dazzling] Harper platform boots ♥
Parque vazio...e alguém comentou, parece um filme de mistério!
Me ocorreu uma boa cena de um filme de terror, uma certo cara (que me está devendo uns bombons) vê o brinquedo vazio.
Ele vai e senta no cavalinho...derrepende o carrosel começa a rodar...em princípio bem lento, depois cada vez mais e mais forte...
O cara (bem feito!) grita desesperado e o brinquedo gira, gira...Ele agarrado no cavalo luta contra a força centrífuga...
Mas desesperado perde suas forças e é cuspido para fora do carrossel, se espatifando no chão!
Pobre pão duro...Ele quebrou uma perna, duas costelas e o pulso direito...Não vai poder viajar tão cedo, nem chorar porque dói, dói muito. E nem fotografar...
Pobre infeliz...
Antiguo Hospital de tuberculosos y psiquiatrico (esto durante un corto periodo de tiempo) de La Barranca en la sierra de Madrid.
Es menos interesante que la carcel de Carabanchel pero del que se cuentan muchas historias de parapsicologia.