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Utterly sublime. I stood out at the edge of the field in front of my home for the longest time, watching this unfold.
One thing that was utterly soul soothing in Iceland were the tones of pastel colors. There was not enough of time to soak in all of those soft, gentle and visually pleasing Pantone shades.
Color is definitely not my forte however this subtle blue, the water diamond has to be shown in its glory. I hope I did it justice.
Lured... no, utterly enchanted by the sweet scent of the blood of the innocent young Sophia, the night-walker preyed upon his victim. Unable to stir from his trance, the call of the blood too strong, too potent... Laszlo turned into the predator, the beast. The man he had wanted to hold on to was lost to world that fateful night...
( to be continued )
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Another fun collaboration project with my dear friend BblinkK.
In this project she sends me photos of her doll posing with a backdrop/props accordingly to the theme we choose and I'm free to do the manipulation adding my own doll and extras to the scene so we have these interactions.
♥ I loved so much editing pictures with her gorgeous Sophia! She is so special! I know Laszlo is crazy for her too! ♥
Sophia is Little Monica Sophia - belongs to BblinkK, outfit and styling by her.
Laszlo is Ringdoll Dracula - belongs to me ㋡ face up and styling by me.
Our collaborations can also be seen at BblinkK's site VersatilityBJD.
Ⓒrespect copyrights
so basically . . . there`s a new band i`m completely and utterly in loveeee with , and if you`re following me on twitter , you know who that is . they`ve kinda taken over from my jb obsession . and i feel like i`m not as big of a fan as i used to be . i`ve been slacking on voting for them , i don`t really read much about them anymore , and so on , while on the other hand , i`ve shifted most , if not , all of my attention to these new guys and i`ve been the same kind of fan to them as i have been to jb . i guess it`s because this new band is new (well , duh) and they need more promotion and support than jb does . so maybe that`s why ? idk it`s hard to explain , but yeah :\ they`re called ballas hough band , for anyone that cares , and they`re quickly becoming (if not already) my favorite band . it`s just that i`ve had so much history with jb and they`ve had such an impact on my life , and i hate that they`re kind of playing a lesser role , if you will , in my life )': on the bright side , my tags are slightly less obnoxious :D
ok , sad news ; there`s gonna be a severe lack of jonas secrets as of august 1Oth . i`m starting school again , and since my freshman year was a total failure (thanks to the recent discovery of me having ADHD) , i`m gonna have to reeeeaaaally do better and not get distracted and do silly stuff like this in the school year . no , jonas secrets were a wonderful thing during the summer , but now that school`s starting again , it`s a waste of time . i`m not saying i`m not doing them anymore , just don`t expect anything (unless i have time to make one , cause i try to make them nice and they take a little bit of time) until weekends .copyright claim . you will be fined if you redistribute or steal
The utterly exquisite chlorophyll-lacking form of the (beautiful in its own right) violet helleborine. The books say that lacking chlorophyll it cannot photosynthesise, but I suspect that some of the red pigments that presumably contribute to the pink colouration must be carotenoids or similar, and therefore capable of photosynthesis. This would make sense given the greenish light on the forest floor, although much of its nutrition is undoubtedly provided willingly or otherwise by symbiotically-associated fungi. The location was very kindly supplied confidentially by an anonymous provider! Buckinghamshire.
The colored area of the throat in hummingbirds is called the gorget. This immature Anna's is starting to develop the coloration in the gorget as well as the sides and top of the head that will later identify him as a mature male Anna's Hummingbird.
The iridescence which shows in the hummingbirds is the result of feather structure and the reflection of light upon the platelets within each feather. The angle at which one views the light reflecting off these platelets determines what color effects are produced. This little fella seems to be sporting a chekered rainbow.
Utterly am adoring this look i put together recently, Outfit + Pose is 100% inspired by this amazing artwork by Toni Babelony - www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/102120150
Outfit:
Corset - *KaS* Corset Set.
Left Thigh Strap - CLBlue-Leg Harness.
Right Thigh Strap - Shameless Garders&Armlets.
Gloves and Stockings - Hugo's Design Latex Caprice Stockings & Gloves.
Catsuit and Gasmask - [polytope] Initiative Respritator and [polytope] Latex Catsuits
Boots - ~EAS~ Stomper boots
The utterly gorgeous Super Constellation rolls along the Farnborough runway at the 2014 International Airshow.
Well, this is number twenty,
And she said that was plenty,
Roll me over, lay me down, and do it again.
{And she was as good as her word..... }
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29 May 09
"In a city once broken, there once stood a being of immense power. He was believed to have been created by God, hand forged to save those who've been put in damnation and turmoil. He saved us from what we once were, and put us in our place with forces greater than the likes we have encountered. The Protector, The Savior.... Azoth was his name." ~Kolk, to Ariel.
Azoth originates from a time where the city/world Kolk resides in was utterly destroyed in an apocalyptic state. It is unknown what caused his appearance, but legends say he swung the ground with his 2 mighty hammers, trapping the evil souls who ravaged the world into the soil never to be seen again. It is unknown if Azoth possessed any power or if it was just his hammers.
It is also believed that Ventum was one of these souls, but nobody has neither confirmed nor denied the connection. It was also believed that Azoth was the first ever known AI (Armored Intelligence) to exist, paving the way for future AI's like Kolk to be born.
So this is what I was called my "Summer Project" to work on this year. Since the last WIP update when I decided to downscale him, the building process magically became a lot easier. Eventually I had legs, then I had arms, then I fixed little issues here and there, and now he's finished.
The building process since the downscale wasn't too big of a hassle with the exception being trying to use the Hockey Chest plate well. I think he turned out better than I could have imagined. I am incredibly proud of this MOC, and I am very happy to finally have him built. I do still intend to work more on this MOC, so by all means give me critique if you want. As is I think he's "done" for now.
See you guys around, and thanks once again for all the support <3
More photos: imgur.com/a/VJSEY
After my early start on Tuesday, I was utterly exhausted thanks to the M.E., so a planned visit to Cotgrave became a late morning and afternoon visit.
I spent most of that time getting cooked in the heat and a cricked neck, watching White Letter Hairstreaks and also Purple Hairstreaks flying and chasing in the treetops, with occasional (4) flypasts by up to 2 Purple Emperors, all of which was great to see.
The light inside the wood was far too bright and contrasty for decent photos and to add to my problems a combination of my 300mm PF lens low shutter speed VR fault and my tired brain failing to raise ISOs to an appropriate level, caused most of my shots to be too slow (under 1/320) and consequently ruined by camera shake. I did catch several close sightings of female White Letter Hairstreaks, low down creeping around on leaves and twigs of their Master Elm, looking for locations to lay eggs, as in this record shot, which was the only vaguely tolerable output from the day. None came to nectar on adjacent brambles or other flowers, but perhaps it just was the wrong time of day.
Thanks for the faves and comments - appreciated
This image is a homage to all the artists I know who are utterly and passionately consumed by their ideas. Translating the concepts that follow us around day and night is such a brave and soulful experience. The feeling of euphoria I transcend when creating is unexplainable. I have no real understanding for the butterflies I experience whilst editing an image but I know that without putting the brush to the canvas, I could not cope.
I've been sitting on this idea for a couple of months now, it's been revisiting me over and over again. I've been practising a new mindset recently, one that includes telling myself out loud to stop all negative thoughts. It's been working so far and by painting my thoughts, it's allowed me the freedom to introduce new ideas. I'm so content that I've finally reached this place!
(I've missed my Sunday upload on YouTube due to editing this all day, it's been a long old edit! I'll be posting the behind the scenes of this tomorrow, so if you fancy seeing me covered in paint, freezing my ass off, go check it out then! :)
27/52
EDIT: Here's the behind the scenes video on YouTube - www.youtube.com/watch?v=ig-V-PqjaZE
Utterly Speechless with the artist's work in this doll. No words to describe the work, details, love that went into this doll...AND her crown (not shown yet) is so outstanding as well. Thank you Danielle!!!!
Not all ideas are good ideas and even the powerful and experimented Kuat Drive Yards (KDY) engineers can fail utterly. The AT-AC or All Terrain Armored Crawler is a perfect example of one of these false good ideas.
While the supremacy of the AT-AT on the field was not to be demonstrated anymore, particularly after the crushing imperial victory on Hoth, the Imperial Army still complained about the AT-AT expensive cost per unit and its highly demanding maintenance.
KDY engineered went back to their plans and after a few months, they proposed the AT-AC. The concept was quite simple, starting from the successful AT-AT, they replaced the costly maintenance-intensive articulated legs by continuous track systems.
When presenting the AT-AC to the Imperial Army, KDY was proud to claim that it was significantly less expensive than the original AT-AT, that it required only one third of the AT-AT maintenance time, while still retaining the same firepower and robust protection.
Unfortunately, the first field deployments quickly demonstrated all weaknesses of the AT-AC. Because of its great armor and protection, it was heavy and because it was heavy, it was really slow when crawling, its speed approaching ridiculous levels when the landscape was not ideal. The second issue comes from the change of height. While crawling on the ground, the AT-AC was no more inspiring fear but also found itself very limited in its fire coverage ability.
As consequence, the limited number of assembled prototypes have been assigned to 3rd class garrisons on planets with limited local technological civilizations. Surprisingly, the troopers reported only positive feedback about their AT-AC. These were offering comfortable, reliable and well protected transportation and the lack of agility was not a real issue when battling primitive tribes and species. It is even rumored that some COMPNOR officers would have confessed that with AT-AC on Endor instead of AT-ST, the rebellion (not to mention the despised Ewoks) would never had won.
One last remark about the AT-AC. According to several concurring sources, it would have been nicknamed Crawling Armored Transport (C.A.T.) among the troops. COMPNOR supposes that it may related to some kind of resemblance to an animal on one of the remote planets where the AT-AC operates.
Disclaimer: the above is 100% fiction.
This utterly surreal scenario awaited us near Fredvang on Moskenesoya island. The house was really reduced to ramshackle state while in front a Lamborghini tractor was waiting with one wheel missing. While we were moving around and photographing it, an old lady came over the field and entered the "house". A friend of mine, whom I told the story, thought that this old lady would put down her knitting once we were gone, put back the wheel on the tractor and go all bonkers over the fields ... :D
How utterly miserable is this. Laid up since 2009, though sporting Laidlaw memorabilia which was nice to see.
M105 ASL
I was utterly useless yesterday. Instead of cleaning up or planning Christmas dinner, I convinced myself it was necessary to work on my Blythes. It was a waste of valuable time for sure, and I am continuing to waste time right now in hopes that everything will magically happen on its own!
But doesn't my DaBi look wonderful with her new green eyes? I replaced her god awful purple ones.
An utterly magical Grade I-listed Manor House in the Cotswolds. The house dates from 1450-1616 and the 'hanging gardens,' mainly of box and yew, were laid out in the early 1600s. Sir Geoffrey Jellicoe thought they might be England's earliest domestic gardens remaining in their original form.
Although the garden is compact, it achieves a romantic atmosphere matched by very few other places - Beckley Park and Cranborne Manor for instance. A fair number of weddings are held here each year.
We were the only visitors and had the place to ourselves, apart from the chatty owner, Sir Nicholas Mander, and his dogs. I set up my tripod and took this HDR Image, developed in Lightroom.
This dress was just utterly gorgeous and fun to wear. The minute I did up all the cute buttons, tied the dainty little bow under the Peter Pan collar, side-tied the belt and slipped on my black courts I couldn’t stop smiling. I imagined what it would be like to wake up, open the cupboard and see racks of dresses to choose from if I was a full time woman. A lovely thought, a lovely dress 👗❤️
.... Which is, as I perceive it, much more interesting by night. I'll have to explore the enlightened body of it.... soon/moon. :))
We utterly abhor your cabaret*
Ich will nicht nach Hause. Black Sheep
No bike parking!
*Zitat Tocotronic, so ungefähr -
Ich verabscheue euch wegen eurer Kleinkunst zutiefst
[CTRL] + www.youtube.com/watch?v=VDuZ4lsRwNQ
HWW!
is the perfect way to describe Spanish moss.
“I think this is how we are supposed to be in the world--present and in awe.”
I am utterly humbled by the number of people who entered our contest. WOW!
You guys are AMAZING!
Sadly, I could only choose one winner! Please give a huge congratulations to bellacatorina mckeenan!!
Bella, I will be contacting you in-world shortly!
Thank you ALL for your support! I never ever dreamed that I would have such amazing friends and customers!
You are all seriously some of the most AMAZING people.
Thank you!
Peach
Im utterly infatuated with yetis
I made these for crammed organisms, too
but theyre also up for grabs here!!!
Lagoa do Caiado is situated next to the Lagoa Séca from my previous upload. This is also a crater lake not far from the huge Mt. Pico volcano.
The day before we visited this lake in the dense mist (see my upload) and no one was there. Today we were alone again. Just sitting there calmly, enjoying the sunshine and the tranquility of the whole scenery was fantastic!
Pico, Azores, Portugal
I. Am. Utterly. Appalled. By what Flickr has pulled last night. I am all for improvements and modernizing, but completely changing an entire concept without notice, without say, without listening to any of the feedback, is just beyond me. I am seriously considering leaving. But right now I'm still here and I really hope they fix this. Although I doubt it.
I made an ipernity in the meantime, let me know if you're there as well. We should all move there (but going alone does not make much sense).
As if to underline the point: England's next opponents in Euro 2016 are Iceland. A country perhaps more renowned for its dramatic skies (rather than having a population the same size as Leicester).
Euro 2016 update 27.06.16. The storm clouds were indeed portentous. Joe Hart got dandruff in his eyes and Wayne forgot why he was on the pitch. Every cross or free kick was overhit (or worse, played short when England then had no idea what to do afterwards). Out of Europe twice in the space of a week. Both performances utterly disgraceful.
I'm Scottish and, perhaps unusually, always want England to do well but I can honestly say (to add to the Churchillian theme) that this is most certainly not England's finest hour.
how utterly gorg is this dress, huh? Another score from @uturnvintage a week or 3 back.
TBH, I wasn't sure I liked it that much when I wore it, but I have to say, it looks utterly flattering on moi. Agree?
Anyway, hope you like.
Oh, and as usual, plenty more from this sesh here:
Not all ideas are good ideas and even the powerful and experimented Kuat Drive Yards (KDY) engineers can fail utterly. The AT-AC or All Terrain Armored Crawler is a perfect example of one of these false good ideas.
While the supremacy of the AT-AT on the field was not to be demonstrated anymore, particularly after the crushing imperial victory on Hoth, the Imperial Army still complained about the AT-AT expensive cost per unit and its highly demanding maintenance.
KDY engineered went back to their plans and after a few months, they proposed the AT-AC. The concept was quite simple, starting from the successful AT-AT, they replaced the costly maintenance-intensive articulated legs by continuous track systems.
When presenting the AT-AC to the Imperial Army, KDY was proud to claim that it was significantly less expensive than the original AT-AT, that it required only one third of the AT-AT maintenance time, while still retaining the same firepower and robust protection.
Unfortunately, the first field deployments quickly demonstrated all weaknesses of the AT-AC. Because of its great armor and protection, it was heavy and because it was heavy, it was really slow when crawling, its speed approaching ridiculous levels when the landscape was not ideal. The second issue comes from the change of height. While crawling on the ground, the AT-AC was no more inspiring fear but also found itself very limited in its fire coverage ability.
As consequence, the limited number of assembled prototypes have been assigned to 3rd class garrisons on planets with limited local technological civilizations. Surprisingly, the troopers reported only positive feedback about their AT-AC. These were offering comfortable, reliable and well protected transportation and the lack of agility was not a real issue when battling primitive tribes and species. It is even rumored that some COMPNOR officers would have confessed that with AT-AC on Endor instead of AT-ST, the rebellion (not to mention the despised Ewoks) would never had won.
One last remark about the AT-AC. According to several concurring sources, it would have been nicknamed Crawling Armored Transport (C.A.T.) among the troops. COMPNOR supposes that it may related to some kind of resemblance to an animal on one of the remote planets where the AT-AC operates.
Disclaimer: the above is 100% fiction.
Utterly breathtaking. I must live here.
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SL Fantasy Faire 2022
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In the Wood
by Guy de Maupassant (1850-1893)
Approximate Word Count: 1862
As the mayor was about to sit down to breakfast, word was brought to him that the rural policeman, with two prisoners, was awaiting him at the Hotel de Ville. He went there at once and found old Hochedur standing guard before a middle-class couple whom he was regarding with a severe expression on his face.
The man, a fat old fellow with a red nose and white hair, seemed utterly dejected; while the woman, a little roundabout individual with shining cheeks, looked at the official who had arrested them, with defiant eyes.
"What is it? What is it, Hochedur?"
The rural policeman made his deposition: He had gone out that morning at his usual time, in order to patrol his beat from the forest of Champioux as far as the boundaries of Argenteuil. He had not noticed anything unusual in the country except that it was a fine day, and that the wheat was doing well, when the son of old Bredel, who was going over his vines, called out to him: "Here, Daddy Hochedur, go and have a look at the outskirts of the wood. In the first thicket you will find a pair of pigeons who must be a hundred and thirty years old between them!"
He went in the direction indicated, entered the thicket, and there he heard words which made him suspect a flagrant breach of morality. Advancing, therefore, on his hands and knees as if to surprise a poacher, he had arrested the couple whom he found there.
The mayor looked at the culprits in astonishment, for the man was certainly sixty, and the woman fifty-five at least, and he began to question them, beginning with the man, who replied in such a weak voice that he could scarcely be heard.
"What is your name?"
"Nicholas Beaurain."
"Your occupation?"
"Haberdasher, in the Rue des Martyrs, in Paris."
"What were you doing in the wood?"
The haberdasher remained silent, with his eyes on his fat paunch, and his hands hanging at his sides, and the mayor continued:
"Do you deny what the officer of the municipal authorities states?"
"No, monsieur."
"So you confess it?"
"Yes, monsieur."
"What have you to say in your defence?"
"Nothing, monsieur."
"Where did you meet the partner in your misdemeanor?"
"She is my wife, monsieur."
"Your wife?"
"Yes, monsieur."
"Then--then--you do not live together-in Paris?"
"I beg your pardon, monsieur, but we are living together!"
"But in that case--you must be mad, altogether mad, my dear sir, to get caught playing lovers in the country at ten o'clock in the morning."
The haberdasher seemed ready to cry with shame, and he muttered: "It was she who enticed me! I told her it was very stupid, but when a woman once gets a thing into her head--you know--you cannot get it out."
The mayor, who liked a joke, smiled and replied: "In your case, the contrary ought to have happened. You would not be here, if she had had the idea only in her head."
Then Monsieur Beauain was seized with rage and turning to his wife, he said: "Do you see to what you have brought us with your poetry? And now we shall have to go before the courts at our age, for a breach of morals! And we shall have to shut up the shop, sell our good will, and go to some other neighborhood! That's what it has come to."
Madame Beaurain got up, and without looking at her husband, she explained herself without embarrassment, without useless modesty, and almost without hesitation.
"Of course, monsieur, I know that we have made ourselves ridiculous. Will you allow me to plead my cause like an advocate, or rather like a poor woman? And I hope that you will be kind enough to send us home, and to spare us the disgrace of a prosecution.
"Years ago, when I was young, I made Monsieur Beaurain's acquaintance one Sunday in this neighborhood. He was employed in a draper's shop, and I was a saleswoman in a ready-made clothing establishment. I remember it as if it were yesterday. I used to come and spend Sundays here occasionally with a friend of mine, Rose Leveque, with whom I lived in the Rue Pigalle, and Rose had a sweetheart, while I had none. He used to bring us here, and one Saturday he told me laughing that he should bring a friend with him the next day. I quite understood what he meant, but I replied that it would be no good; for I was virtuous, monsieur.
"The next day we met Monsieur Beaurain at the railway station, and in those days he was good-looking, but I had made up my mind not to encourage him, and I did not. Well, we arrived at Bezons. It was a lovely day, the sort of day that touches your heart. When it is fine even now, just as it used to be formerly, I grow quite foolish, and when I am in the country I utterly lose my head. The green grass, the swallows flying so swiftly, the smell of the grass, the scarlet poppies, the daisies, all that makes me crazy. It is like champagne when one is not accustomed to it!
"Well, it was lovely weather, warm and bright, and it seemed to penetrate your body through your eyes when you looked and through your mouth when you breathed. Rose and Simon hugged and kissed each other every minute, and that gave me a queer feeling! Monsieur Beaurain and I walked behind them, without speaking much, for when people do not know each other, they do not find anything to talk about. He looked timid, and I liked to see his embarrassment. At last we got to the little wood; it was as cool as in a bath there, and we four sat down. Rose and her lover teased me because I looked rather stern, but you will understand that I could not be otherwise. And then they began to kiss and hug again, without putting any more restraint upon themselves than if we had not been there; and then they whispered together, and got up and went off among the trees, without saying a word. You may fancy what I looked like, alone with this young fellow whom I saw for the first time. I felt so confused at seeing them go that it gave me courage, and I began to talk. I asked him what his business was, and he said he was a linen draper's assistant, as I told you just now. We talked for a few minutes, and that made him bold, and he wanted to take liberties with me, but I told him sharply to keep his place. Is not that true, Monsieur Beaurain?"
Monsieur Beaurain, who was looking at his feet in confusion, did not reply, and she continued: "Then he saw that I was virtuous, and he began to make love to me nicely, like an honorable man, and from that time he came every Sunday, for he was very much in love with me. I was very fond of him also, very fond of him! He was a good-looking fellow, formerly, and in short he married me the next September, and we started in business in the Rue des Martyrs.
"It was a hard struggle for some years, monsieur. Business did not prosper, and we could not afford many country excursions, and, besides, we had got out of the way of them. One has other things in one's head, and thinks more of the cash box than of pretty speeches, when one is in business. We were growing old by degrees without perceiving it, like quiet people who do not think much about love. One does not regret anything as long as one does not notice what one has lost.
"And then, monsieur, business became better, and we were tranquil as to the future! Then, you see, I do not exactly know what went on in my mind, no, I really do not know, but I began to dream like a little boarding-school girl. The sight of the little carts full of flowers which are drawn about the streets made me cry; the smell of violets sought me out in my easy-chair, behind my cash box, and made my heart beat! Then I would get up and go out on the doorstep to look at the blue sky between the roofs. When one looks up at the sky from the street, it looks like a river which is descending on Paris, winding as it flows, and the swallows pass to and fro in it like fish. These ideas are very stupid at my age! But how can one help it, monsieur, when one has worked all one's life? A moment comes in which one perceives that one could have done something else, and that one regrets, oh! yes, one feels intense regret! Just think, for twenty years I might have gone and had kisses in the woods, like other women. I used to think how delightful it would be to lie under the trees and be in love with some one! And I thought of it every day and every night! I dreamed of the moonlight on the water, until I felt inclined to drown myself.
"I did not venture to speak to Monsieur Beaurain about this at first. I knew that he would make fun of me, and send me back to sell my needles and cotton! And then, to speak the truth, Monsieur Beaurain never said much to me, but when I looked in the glass, I also understood quite well that I no longer appealed to any one!
"Well, I made up my mind, and I proposed to him an excursion into the country, to the place where we had first become acquainted. He agreed without mistrusting anything, and we arrived here this morning, about nine o'clock.
"I felt quite young again when I got among the wheat, for a woman's heart never grows old! And really, I no longer saw my husband as he is at present, but just as he was formerly! That I will swear to you, monsieur. As true as I am standing here I was crazy. I began to kiss him, and he was more surprised than if I had tried to murder him. He kept saying to me: 'Why, you must be mad! You are mad this morning! What is the matter with you?' I did not listen to him, I only listened to my own heart, and I made him come into the wood with me. That is all. I have spoken the truth, Monsieur le Maire, the whole truth."
The mayor was a sensible man. He rose from his chair, smiled, and said: "Go in peace, madame, and when you again visit our forests, be more discreet."
I can't believe I found this!!!!!! and it's mint I am really annoyed that I didn't take a location pic!!
Water drops refract the image of the United States flag behind them. Have a great 4th everyone!
When in the Course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. --That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, --That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new guards for their future security. --Such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world.
He has refuted his Assent to Laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public good.
He has forbidden his Governors to pass Laws of immediate and pressing importance, unless suspended in their operation till his Assent should be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend to them.
He has refused to pass other Laws for the accommodation of large districts of people, unless those people would relinquish the right of Representation in the Legislature, a right inestimable to them and formidable to tyrants only.
He has called together legislative bodies at places unusual, uncomfortable, and distant from the depository of their Public Records, for the sole purpose of fatiguing them into compliance with his measures.
He has dissolved Representative Houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly firmness his invasions on the rights of the people.
He has refused for a long time, after such dissolutions, to cause others to be elected, whereby the Legislative Powers, incapable of Annihilation, have returned to the People at large for their exercise; the State remaining in the mean time exposed to all the dangers of invasion from without, and convulsions within.
He has endeavoured to prevent the population of these States; for that purpose obstructing the Laws for Naturalization of Foreigners; refusing to pass others to encourage their migrations hither, and raising the conditions of new Appropriations of Lands.
He has obstructed the Administration of Justice by refusing his Assent to Laws for establishing Judiciary Powers.
He has made Judges dependent on his Will alone for the tenure of their offices, and the amount and payment of their salaries.
He has erected a multitude of New Offices, and sent hither swarms of Officers to harass our people and eat out their substance.
He has kept among us, in times of peace, Standing Armies without the Consent of our legislatures.
He has affected to render the Military independent of and superior to the Civil Power.
He has combined with others to subject us to a jurisdiction foreign to our constitution, and unacknowledged by our laws; giving his Assent to their Acts of pretended Legislation:
For quartering large bodies of armed troops among us:
For protecting them, by a mock Trial from punishment for any Murders which they should commit on the Inhabitants of these States:
For cutting off our Trade with all parts of the world:
For imposing Taxes on us without our Consent:
For depriving us in many cases, of the benefit of Trial by Jury:
For transporting us beyond Seas to be tried for pretended offences:
For abolishing the free System of English Laws in a neighbouring Province, establishing therein an Arbitrary government, and enlarging its Boundaries so as to render it at once an example and fit instrument for introducing the same absolute rule into these Colonies
For taking away our Charters, abolishing our most valuable Laws and altering fundamentally the Forms of our Governments:
For suspending our own Legislatures, and declaring themselves invested with power to legislate for us in all cases whatsoever.
He has abdicated Government here, by declaring us out of his Protection and waging War against us.
He has plundered our seas, ravaged our Coasts burnt our towns, and destroyed the lives of our people.
He is at this time transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries to compleat the works of death, desolation, and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of Cruelty & Perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized nation.
He has constrained our fellow Citizens taken Captive on the high Seas to bear Arms against their Country, to become the executioners of their friends and Brethren, or to fall themselves by their Hands.
He has excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has endeavoured to bring on the inhabitants of our frontiers, the merciless Indian Savages whose known rule of warfare, is an undistinguished destruction of all ages, sexes and conditions.
In every stage of these Oppressions We have Petitioned for Redress in the most humble terms: Our repeated Petitions have been answered only by repeated injury. A Prince, whose character is thus marked by every act which may define a Tyrant, is unfit to be the ruler of a free people.
Nor have We been wanting in attentions to our British brethren. We have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. We have appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow these usurpations, which would inevitably interrupt our connections and correspondence. They too have been deaf to the voice of justice and of consanguinity. We must, therefore, acquiesce in the necessity, which denounces our Separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of mankind, Enemies in War, in Peace Friends.
We, therefore, the Representatives of the United States of America, in General Congress, Assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the Name, and by Authority of the good People of these Colonies, solemnly publish and declare, That these United Colonies are, and of Right ought to be Free and Independent States, that they are Absolved from all Allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the State of Great Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved; and that as Free and Independent States, they have full Power to levy War, conclude Peace contract Alliances, establish Commerce, and to do all other Acts and Things which Independent States may of right do. --And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes and our sacred Honor.
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