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My dear friend LOvED88/Ed has tagged me. Now this is the second tag for me. Since you've already seen my 5th photo in my 5th folder, I decided to post Mike's 5th photo in his 5th folder.
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The trees were smiling and shining brightly in the morning light.
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Wandering around Manhattan with friends, without preparation or a personal agenda, the week after an anniversary that might have included impeding ceremonies, I had only a few minutes to capture a meaningful photo of the 9/11 Monument, failed, and settled for this somewhat austere land/city/sky/scape on the lower west side of Manhattan. Despite the monument’s obvious merits, I wondered about the wisdom of devoting such resources to reinforcing a wound that can never heal. I’ve lived in The New Yorker for half a century, Midtown for a handful of scattered weeks, all after the event, and am not entitled to an opinion.
Pumps cry a river.
Life goes on—no time for grief.
Still, it gives one pause.
Freedom’s just another
Word for nothing left to lose.
We still have plenty.
3 Mar 2022; 13:00 CST; Provia +
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"Know One"
Now it's clear they live without me
I'm not sure the stars align
They just fear that it's not easy
The stage is empty all the time
The world feels different when you're crazy
Make it work and sing the lines
And their ego fascinates me
We all pray to stay alive
I don't wanna fix it
I don't wanna fix it
I will never turn back time, no
I can't change the way they look at me, look at me
I won't show you what you'll never see, never see
In my eyes, in my eyes
They just let your heroes die
In my eyes, in my eyes
They just let your heroes die
Waste the life I dedicated
On the five I turn the page
I'm not so confident to argue
I won't miss you every day
I don't wanna fix it
I don't wanna fix it
I will never turn back time, no
I can't change the way they look at me, look at me
I won't show you what you'll never see, never see
In my eyes, in my eyes
It takes one to know one, right?
In my eyes, in my eyes
They just let your heroes die
I will never lie awake again
Dreaming I'm alone
I won't let the voices in my head
Drown the pain I've grown
I can't change the way they look at me, look at me
I won't show you what you'll never see, never see
In my eyes, in my eyes
They just let your heroes die
In my eyes, in my eyes
They just let your heroes die
I can't change the way they look at me, look at me
I won't show you what you'll never see, never see
In my eyes, in my eyes
They just let your heroes die
In my eyes, in my eyes
They just let your heroes die
Andy Black - Know One
Just outside of town is this newly abandoned place. I should probably stop for a better shot but it is on a fairly busy road.
Happy Truck tHuRsDay
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All of the colors turn to grey- ♪ ♫Click to listen♪ ♫
When heaven takes you home
And you're at the gates alone
If the grass isn't greener
Come back and check I'm still breathing
When heaven takes you home
And you're untouchable
Tell 'em how you backflip through tragic
Show 'em how the struggle made magic (made magic)
Made magic (made magic)
There's nothing wrong with you
But it has hurt to watch you fade away
I don't wanna see the end of the world without you
There's nothing wrong with you
You're perfect, you're cool
You took the best parts of you
Showed me what love can do
When heaven takes you home
And you're at the gates alone
If the grass isn't greener
Come back and check I'm still breathing
When heaven takes you home
And you're untouchable
Tell 'em how you backflip through tragic
Show 'em how the struggle made magic (made magic)
Made magic (made magic)
Show 'em how the struggle made magic (made magic)
Made magic (made magic)
Made magic (made magic)
Made magic (made magic)
Make me small
So I can fit in your pockets when you go
'Cause when you're gone
All of the colors turn to grey
THE SEEKER
I am in a house, I know it well, but I have never been there before. There is no light, just me. The halls are empty, it is without life, without the things to bring it to life, no pictures, no tables, no chairs. It is a bleak house, dark, shadows, and even the light that seeps through the cracks, is dark. In the middle of the room there is foreboding, it is under the floor. I feel my hair stand on end.
I look to the door, the door, into which one must never go.
I stand and know that I can't run, I can't hide, because the dark of the house, is outside too. And I know it's time to leave, but I find myself walking, walking toward the door, the door that I must never open, as it leads to the room, the room into which one must never go.
I am sweating, I want to call out, I am trying to scream, it's primal, but there is no sound, there is no voice. I am unable to call for help. I try to move my arms, but they are frozen.
I am though the door, the room that vibrates with fear, darkness - something is moving in the secret passage, the secret passage that lies beyond the room. It is a narrow corridor, and I am bending to walk into the passage, and it leads to a room above the house, in the attic, I feel the cold, it is icy, and I fear for my very soul - I feel the negative energy that seeping into my skin. I am trying to shout, trying to leave, trying to turn away, wanting to run. A shape emerges out of the wall, it comes to me, draining all the goodness from me, and I feel terrible fear and dread, I want to fight it, but I am helpless, I am powerless, I can't move, but I know now, I must face it, I must fight for my life, and every fibre in me is screaming - and I remember .
I have been here before, and it is always the same, when the presence comes I wake up screaming and sweating, my pulse is racing. I have been through this many times before, and I am shaking and quaking, but I realize - despite these confrontations - I do not wake up dead, just terrified, and I begin to feel that perhaps, perhaps, these is no danger here. I have spent nights telling myself before I fall asleep that if this dream comes to me again, meet fear with love.
Now I know I was dreaming. I am out of the icy house. I am awake, lying in my bed. I am calmer now, I try to move, but nothing happens. I can't move anything, but I can see my room, and I feel a rising panic, and I feel the icy cold. There is someone standing at the end of my bed, staring at me. I am trying to scream and move my arms, to wake up, nothing happens. I see him standing clearly in my room, he has followed me here .
Now I will need to fight, but I can’t move, and he can, what are the rules in this situation, I am powerless. It is terrifying. Move !, Move !, Run ! Nothing. Then I remember “Do not get angry, that gives it power”. I stop struggling, start to calm down. He isn’t moving or doing anything, he never has, he just stands there.
"Hi", I think to myself.
"Can you hear me" it says in a sweet peaceful voice.
Oh that's great, he isn't even hostile, he’s doing his best not to terrify me and here I am like a wild animal, scared of the unknown, that's just great. He has been coming to talk to me, to give me wisdom -but his presence has seemed so terrifying , that he can’t even talk to me. I guess he has been coming and waiting patiently for me to meet him with love, not anger and fear. Well this is embarrassing.
I didn't expect a dialog, and I am now wanting to wake up. It's not fear this time, this guy had a very calm and gentle voice, but James Bond just climbed through my window and I sensed things were only going to go downhill from here.
Note to self, you got to do something about the quality of your dreams - oh, and thanks for the lesson in love and fear.
PS - The next day, many, many years ago - we went swimming with friends in mountain pools. The river water in Africa is dark and you can’t even see your feet in the water. We swam across a large, deep pool. I jumped into a big pothole at the end of the pool. There was a waterfall crashing into one side of it and the sandy bottom felt soothing on my feet. No one else wanted to jump in, and I realized, I had forgotten to be scared. The dream sequence has never returned.
PPS – Lucid dreaming is common, and trying to wake up during a nightmare is too – the immobility comes from your body preventing you from sleepwalking in response to dream situations – so it can feel disturbing while dreaming, but it is a good self preservation mechanism that is there to protect you from real harm. So the fear is gone and I am happy to dream on. And I work with dreams and treat them as an active state. If something is bugging you, think about it before you sleep, it can help resolve while you are off to never, never land
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Life without friends is like tree without leaves. You look cool in one season but boring the rest of the time.
* A view of Moraine Lake but sadly missing the famous view of the “Valley of Ten peaks” that should be in the background of the shot, the ten peaks are hidden by thick low cloud . It was pretty disappointing not to see that iconic landscape at its best but the colour of the lake is still pretty incredible I used a tripod for this shot so I was at least able to keep the ISO fairly low I did not adjust the colour
The weather was pretty hopeless while we were in the Lake Louise area .I had been expecting to take lots of photographs but persistent low cloud mist and rain put paid to that. We got about an hour of dry weather at Moraine Lake and we had two visits to Lake Louise but it was raining on both occasions . The other thing about the area is there are far too many people visiting . I walked round Emerald Lake in Yoho National Park on the same day that I took this shot. The lake was almost as beautiful there were hardly any people and it was dry. So three cheers for Yoho
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La mezquita Azul o mezquita del Sultán Ahmed (en turco: Sultan Ahmet Camii) es una de las grandes mezquitas de Estambul, obra de Sedefkar Mehmet Ağa, discípulo del arquitecto Sinan. Está situada frente a la Gran Mezquita de Santa Sofía, separadas ambas por un jardín, y fue la única de la ciudad con seis alminares hasta la construcción de la mezquita de Çamlıca, inaugurada en 2016.
En Latín significaba "la casa de la luna" y tardó 4 años desde que mandaron construirla hasta que se empezó a construir, ya que en aquella época había una gran crisis económica y no disponían del dinero para construirla.
Su magnífico exterior es acorde con su suntuoso interior, en el que una verdadera sinfonía de bellísimos mosaicos azules de Iznik logra una atmósfera muy especial.
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