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The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
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The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
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Forest fires continue to burn uncontrollably in South Sumatra and Kalimantan, Indonesia. Peninsula Malaysia and our little red dot continue to be shrouded in pollutants brought over by the prevailing winds. PSI 170+. Still, the F1 GrandPrix goes on. If Pharrell Williams gets a bad sore throat and laryngitis, he will know who to blame!
Life shows its own nature in so different ways,
the life energy appears uncontrollable in very strange place and dimensions;
this was my though coming back from the hospital after a visit to my great friend,
touching the fisical and psicological pain something moved inside me
so I stopped my car and remained tuned scanning the air around....
These shots are dedicated to my friend Bro Nic the Photo Boss.
I'wasn't able to make a choice between them,so similar so different....
Blake attracts more poo, this time onto Michael's hat, which was on Sita's head. Ick.
Here, Sita laughs uncontrollably while Michael tries to scrape it off using the tag from Blake's new track jacket.
The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
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Why do all boys have that uncontrollable urge to torment their sisters? No, he didn't really drop it.
The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
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"You can't shape me anymore. I am the uncontrolled element, the random act. I am forward movement in time. You think you can see me?Then tell me, who am I? You don't know." - White Oleander
my friends.....
tonight..... my precious angel, "twyla rose" left me for a brief moment in time........she was at my feet, everything was fine when suddenly her body stiffened then went limp...she was gone, small gasp of breath....i grabbed her into my arms, letting her body hang upside down....screamed for terry, my husband....as we shook her, hit on her back, i stuck my hand down her throat to dislodge what was there...i couldn't feel anything so i pushed threw her throat and she began taking shallow breaths....soon they became more regular , she was coherent and her little body was trembling..but breathing....her tail started wagging uncontrollably ...licking ....she soon vomited up her supper......
no food tonight for her.........just holding her close to me, she seems so content.......
in my heart of hearts i know she was with my mom, my dad and my brother hub for that brief moment.....it wasn't time and they sent her back to us..........was such a blessing on the eve of mothers day
we are so blessed.....
thank you dear lord, for keeping her safe and letting her come back to me.....
night my friends....please keep her in your prayers
Always remember for 2007.. Life is short, break the rules, 4give quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably, and never regret anything that made u smile even for one time..
I wish u a great year!
The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
bhaktimarga.org
The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
bhaktimarga.org
The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
bhaktimarga.org
The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
bhaktimarga.org
"And I am tortured by a thought: how should I dedicate the rest of my days? What should I do?
Should I try to ameliorate the suffering of my nation? Impossible. The people are uncontrollable. The only ones who traverse that path are those whom fate has condemned to thanklessness and to the curses of mankind; or youth, whose hearts are full of passion and who have not yet tasted the bitterness of defeat. As for me, knowing the truth, preserve me oh Allah from the temptation.
Perhaps I should multiply my flocks? I will not. Let my children, if they so require, multiply the flocks themselves. It would be a sin to waste the last remaining ounces of my strength to ease the existence of thieves, evildoers and beggars.
Should I continue to pursue knowledge? I cannot. I have no one to pass my knowledge to, nor anyone to take it from. What use is it to sit in a desolate desert, trying to sell expensive wares? When you have no one to share your joy and sorrow with, then knowledge itself becomes a burden. It makes a person old before their time.
Maybe I should dedicate myself to faith and religion? It will not do. To have faith one must first have peace. Where will I get piety from when both my emotional state and everyday life lacks all peace? This world doesn't tolerate a pilgrim.
Should I engage in teaching and raising my children? I can't. I would teach them if I knew how and what they should learn and whether any of it is even necessary to the people I see living in today's world. I am unable to imagine them using this knowledge for virtuous goals, and so I cannot see a proper way of educating them.
Finally I have decided: I will take paper and ink as my traveling companions and I will write all of my thoughts. Perhaps one of them will be useful to the reader and he will copy it for himself or simply keep it in his mind. And if not, my words - as they say - will remain with me. "
Abai, Thoughts
I am not a big fan of LOLspeak. It actually irritates me, I am not sure why, it just makes my skin curl when people say "ROFL" and yet they still sit at their keyboards typing, didn't you just say you were rolling on the floor in an uncontrollable laughter...
Maybe I am being a little to harsh.
For shits and giggles I am going to have to use the terms, WIN and FAIL. I don't use them, because I see them as two extreme levels, and possibly the bi-product of a bi-polar society. Come on people... find some middle ground.
Today, for the purpose of this exercise I am going to have to use said terms.
Today, I received my certificate for 4 years of hard work. Countless holes, frames and exertions led me to this little piece of paper. I spose that would be a WIN.
I planned to go to Luna Park with Bella, have some fun, take some shots. We got there too late, after a significant amount of fucking around, We weren't allowed on the rides. FAIL.
We decide to get some food, was everything closed? Yes. FAIL.
Thoughts to go and see a few bands for the Sydney Festival. Was the line 300 Metres? Yes, FAIL.
Did, I get harassed whilst I was visiting James at Photofriend's (My camera dealer) in a predominately Muslim community because I wore a "I Heart LA" shirt? I sure did. FAIL.
Did I decide to tell an architectural firm that I could undertake on a multi million dollar contract and do all the 3D rendering? Oh I did... do I know anything about CAD? Fuck no, so that is a bit of a FAIL, but because they like me, they are sending me for some training. So that could be seen as a WIN... not sure.
Was this the only shot that I quickly took, before I jumped in the shower for this 365 thing? Yes it was. Do I like it? No I don't. Can I do anything about it? No I can't.
Anyways, I think I will put this down to a documentation shot, so when I look back on it... It was the day I got a certificate on a day of a copious amount of FAIL...
Anyways, have yourself a winning day.
Peace.
PS: It wasn't all that bad... :P
Spotting from a location along the Columbia River just W NW of Frenchman's Bar.
Access to which local authorities have since closed due to uncontrollable dumping by the public and erosion of the roadbed of old Hwy 501, or Lower River Road.
Looks like Foss Maritime's PJ BRIX coming up behind
Uncontrollable E46
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Cervix forms the area between vagina and uterus. When the cells of cervix start multiplying uncontrollably, it leads to cervical cancer. After breast cancer, cervical cancer is the second most commonly occurring cancer in females.
Most cases of cervical cancer are caused due to a virus, known as human papilloma virus (HPV), which is a sexually transmitted virus. Multiple sexual partners can increase the risk of HPV which has the potential to turn into cervical cancer.
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Jealous, envious, angry, mean-spirited, unfriendly, cold hearted, guilty, run over, crushed. All things that I am feeling. All for stupid reasons. All because I want to "win" a competition that isn't even a competition. It shouldn't be this way. I should be happy to see good people succeed, but I'm not. I'm so fucking self-absorbed that I am angry because it is not me that is succeeding. I never succeed. I always fail. I always end up where I don't want to be.
Fuck you people that put my mind in this place. Fuck you people that made me insane. Fuck you people that turned me into this person I don't want to be. I know. I know you don't care, but I do. I'm the one that has to fight my way out. Instead, I am hurtling toward failure...
The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
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when you eat too many snowflakes this is what happens... the uncontrollable urge to pee overwhelms you and you go offtrail to squat (if you're a girl, and I am). What's weird is I SWEAR ON MY CAT'S LIFE that I did NOT "draw" this in this snow... When I got up to head back I noticed this face in the snow! I couldn't have drawn it if I tried, I'm sure! It kinda reminds me of a rorschach test too... LOL a new meaning for "urinalysis". What do YOU see?
The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
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Moments before I was suppose to be up at Novell's Brainshare conference in Salt Lake City I pulled my "conference" shirt out of the closet. Needless to say that the all cotton shirt made in China had shrunk in the wash. I could live with the shirt shrinking, but when I realized that I had been given a ladies large shirt... I turned into the hulk...
You don't want to see me angry
Katy and Jewel started talking about the last time they laughed uncontrollably at Bill's expense. Then it happened again.
The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
bhaktimarga.org
The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
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wildebeest run and jump uncontrollably into the mara river on their journey south across the serengeti
The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
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The pain was beyond her and the uncontrollable voices in her head kept screaming “JUMP!”
Quite morbid… I know… but this is what came to mind for the Flickristi monthly competition themed: ‘JUMP!’
Special thanks go to Jessica Henry who was ready to risk her life to make this possible =)
I would like to blend this song to the image: www.youtube.com/watch?v=A6TY1S9R1u0
The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
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I was laughing I was crazy
I was sobbing uncontrollably.
The emotions I had forgotten feel victim to my anxiety.
My vision blurs I contemplate
My unrest disappears.
I bury my forgotten feelings in a daydream.
I was laughing I was crazy
I was so afraid of my forgotten emotions.
But now I bury them along with my daydreams.
With these eyes With these eyes I search for.
All the images
So much that I begin to pass them by.
I play a song I play a song and only the words swim through.
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You can tell summer is in the air when the pollen goes flying about and the uncontrollable sneezing starts. It's always handy to have a couple of boxes of tissues handy and...oh no...I feel a big one coming on....AAATTCCCCHHHOOO!!!
Oh dear I don't think that was supposed to happen. It's definatly bigger than I thought it would be and squishier and oh hell that really shouldn't be out here. Quick cram it back in before the IQ starts dropping...
Yes I think I will vote tory in the next election.
Bugger it's started
Oh yes Big Brother, I can't get enough of it.
Help, it's getting worse.
Boobies hehehe
There it's back in and I feel my IQ getting back up to it's usual double digits.
Boobies hee hee hee ;o)
The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
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For tribal being, space was the uncontrollable mystery. For technological man it is time that occupies the same role.
Battling through the Warwickshire dust, Thomas Jorgensen exits turn four in a 500cc solos heat during the seventh Master of Midshires Grasstrack Championship at Victory Field, Ashorne. The Dane is wearing his Workington Comets speedway racejacket. Unfortunately, only one of the classification finals, the 250cc solos, was run because the meeting had to be abandoned after 40 of 46 scheduled races owing to rider concerns over the dangers posed by uncontrollable dust. Admission was £15 and a 32-page programme sold for £2. Estimated attendance was about 1,500. The meeting was staged in memory of the late Peter Maddison, a generous sponsor of grasstrack clubs and riders, who died in 2016.
Confessions Installations
With his installations, Arik confesses, bares his soul and invites us to do the same. His starting point is the observation that most Parisian couples end up divorcing and that building a life as a couple is an extremely fragile enterprise. Failure to communicate well is often at the root of this problem. Taboos and unspoken truths eat away at a couple’s harmonious existence. Confessions allow this trust to be rebuilt. Driven by an “uncontrollable muscle”, Arik Levy surfs a tsunami of ideas, that swallows up every preconceived notion in its path. He offers us a new perspective on our environment and the issues of intimacy; through this quest, devoid of safeguards, he raises the essential problem of our truth.
Slott | Exquise design
12 rue du Château Landon 75010 Paris
M° Château Landon-Gare de lʼEst-Louis Blanc
Love,
Exquise crew
Slott | Exquise design
12 rue du Château Landon 75010 Paris
M° Château Landon-Gare de lʼEst-Louis Blanc
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Exhibition “Preliminaries”: design at the threshold of love.
As an extension of a project on the theme of love, Slott gallery
and Exquise Design® have invited four designers to play out
their fantasies, giving shape and meaning, breathing life into their
conceptions of preliminaries. They have approached this subject
from different and complementary viewpoints that together offer
a panorama of creation like no other seen before.
Arik Levy unveils his work on the spoken and the unspoken of
intimate relations with his series of installations entitled “Confessions”
that includes, among other elements, an examination of
the iconography of sexuality alongside a kind of modern home
confessional. As the theme of the exhibition required that contributions
be solicited from both male and female designers in equal
measure, it is fascinating to observe the ways in which, by sharing
their visions, they complete and engage each other.
matali crasset and Florence Jaffrain carry us away to underwater paradises
with their respective works “Aequorea” and “Belly Love”, creating
soft and sensual shapes that run up against Mathieu Lehanneur’s
torrid yet petrified flames in his “The Power of Love”.
Visitors will also be struck by the singular visions of the four
designers, each of which offers a completely different approach
to objects. With his Confessions, Arik Levy makes the object a
tool for communication, standing in for the fears and concerns
we often find it so difficult to voice. Straddling the boundaries of
design and architecture, matali crasset approaches the object
as a space. Mathieu Lehanneur, working from a more sculptural
perspective, raises the object to the heights of allegory (of the
couple), at the same time endowing it with a mediating role.
Last but not least, Florence Jaffrain tends to make the object an end
in itself, by creating a sofa that might almost be perceived as
playing the role of the lover, becoming an object of desire.
Equise Design | Design Loft
The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
bhaktimarga.org
The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
bhaktimarga.org
The Youth Sangha came back better than ever! Nine bhaktis, eight days, lots of kirtan, a group art project and some uncontrollable laughter made up this year's Summer Sangha. Take a look at some of the highlights below!
bhaktimarga.org