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2016-05-29 21.50.17
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Human nature... the survival instinct makes us selfish and even cruel at times.
We use categories to classify things and people we encounter... it's how our mental models are built...
And then we try to optimize these models by using stereotypes... it's a slippery slope and prejudice and abuse are on the ugly side of it.
Change starts from within, from one's own self... racism and other discrimination will not disappear unless we accept that stereotyping has limits... it will not disappear if we don't start to cooperate, change and evolve... and hopefully one day erase these stereotypes.
This photo I did because I have been in a relationship like this with secret and lies.
One min its the I love yous... and then the next stop being stupid..
Then you think everything is fine and happy... But then you come to find out the person is talking to someone else... You are begging and screaming to get them to notice you more and more... But all they are doing is talking shit behind your back....
Your Crazy.... Your overthinking... I hate you... I don't care if you leave.... no one will ever love you... You will have to tell everyone we are not together anymore... they will put it all on you and make you look like the crazy one...
Don't let someone treat you like this... Because you the strong one.... and you can say FUCK YOU...
This Photo is for Kim Lockheart
Because she is in a very toxic relationship.
Avery Anna - Narcissist
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZAETfO9a8cw
Out of touch with my feelings
I can't help it if I'm happy or sad
Today I cried for no reason
Made me feel like a psychopath
I should hate you 'cause I love you
You should hate yourself for treating me like that
We both know you only love you
Did you know they have a name for that?
You say that I'm crazy
You say that you're sorry
Won't happen again
You say I'm dramatic
I'm overreacting
And maybe I am
And I know you'll get over me
But can you get over yourself?
Before you go and love somebody else
You should probably get some help
My parents don't like you
Why would they want to?
After they found me crying on the bathroom floor
I don't even like me anymore
'Cause you say that I'm crazy
You say that you're sorry
Won't happen again
You say I'm dramatic
I'm overreacting
And maybe I am
And I know you'll get over me
But can you get over yourself?
Before you go and love somebody else
You should probably get some help
You lose your voice when you yell too much
Don't say you love me until you mess up
Phone calls past twelve o'clock, wanting me back
Don't you know that they got a name for that?
You say that I'm crazy
You say that you're sorry
Won't happen again
You say I'm dramatic
I'm overreacting
And maybe I am
And I know you'll get over me
But can you get over yourself?
Before you go and love somebody else
You should probably get some help
Regroupement de photographe pour attendre l'Intercités de nuit n°4850, Cerbère - Strasbourg (Pas de tranche Nice cette nuit là, voilà pourquoi le train est court)
L'Intercités était menacé de suppression et c'était probablement la dernière année pour le voir sur la L4 avec des CC 72100.
Coup de chance, derrière la CC 72190, un autre CC, la 72158 à profité de l'ICN pour être acheminé en véhicule entre Chalindrey et Belfort.
"Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody′s looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something"
Eurythmics, Annie Lennox, Dave Stewart - Sweet Dreams
Head: LeL Evo X
Body: e-Body Reborn
Hair: DOUX - Hallucination
Outfit:
AtaMe - Xaron Top Reborn
AtaMe - Xaron Skirt Reborn
Collar: Asteroidbox
Armlets: [The Forge]
Nails: [FORMANAILS]
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Oriental Scenes
After running their high hood GP up to Charlotte for extra horsepower and combining their train with more loads from Cullom, southbound Bloomer loads traverse their way to Gibson City for interchange with the CN. In sad, yet typical fashion, the Bloomer employees stuck the 3801 on the point due to the 7549 not having a modern air brake system. The 26L that the 3801 has is much more simpler to use versus the 49’s. How’s that to treat an elder?!
A couple of summers ago, I witnessed the most meaningful ceremony I've ever seen. My friend G married her longtime love. And before I go on... a word about their love.
It's something you can feel when you walk into their house. It emanates... not just from them, but from the house itself... the furniture... the animals... the garden... the bric a brac. Entering that house is like walking into some big yellow-warm sunshine embrace; it is nothing short of palpable. And seeing them together is even more powerful.
These are two people who just so clearly delight in each other's company. Like all of us, they have their share of less than stellar days, but they're strong for each other, they support one another, they complement each other... and, like I said, when you see them together, you can't help but share a little hiccup in your heart... a skip-step of giddiness. In short, if ever two people should be married, G and her love were those two people. And they're both from backgrounds that value marriage; that see it as the highest expression of togetherness.
But there was one more factor at play that made their wedding the specialest occasion. Until that year, they had not had the legal right to marry. Why? Because G and her One True Love are women. To which I say... So fucking what??
Marriage, as I understand it, is all about love and commitment. And no two people were ever more in love or more committed.
And to those who argue same-sex marriage somehow undermines the so-called sanctity of the so-called institution of marriage... I say heterosexual couples... with their soaring divorce rates, and rampant infidelity, and vicious child-custody disputes... are doing that themselves.
Besides. Why should anyone's choice of who to love... or who to marry... be anyone else's business? As long as no one's being victimized, what's the problem?
One of the arguments advanced here in Canada, where same-sex marriage is legal (for the time being, anyway)... is that, if THIS is okay, then what's next? Polygamy?
To which I say... what's the hairy issue with polygamy? If three people (or four or five or whatever) choose to form a legal bond and raise their family collectively... again, as long as no one's being victimized... what is the problem?
Oh, say the critics, but polygamy's tied to child abuse. Uh, right. That's the same thing they say about same-sex unions... based on their ludicrous assumption that all homosexuals are somehow pedophiles, or sex fiends. Ridiculous.
I've heard otherwise rational men say... I'd never go to a gay male doctor.
To which I say.... don't flatter yourself. Just because a man may be in a love with another man, that doesn't mean he's uncontrollably flinging himself at every damned man who walks through the door. I mean... I have a straight male doctor. That means... oooooohhhh.... gasp.... he has sex with women!!!! But that has absolutely nothing to do with him examining me in his professional capacity.
We have a polygamist sect here in British Columbia, and it's under near-constant scrutiny for child abuse. The allegation is that very young girls are married off to men, against their will.
To which I say... if that's the case, it's child abuse, for sure. But it's an entirely separate issue from the marital status of the parents involved.
Sorry if I'm ranting here, but this whole issue gets my knickers in a major twist. I think it's because... as one of those kids who was teased and taunted for simply being who I was... I sort of understand what it must be like to face such senseless discrimination.
We have today, in too many parts of North America, a culture that says... while most other forms of organized hate and discrimination are frowned upon... it's okay to ostracize and mistreat people... solely on the basis of who they love.
It's insane. I mean... I remember when I first encountered boys. There was an instant ZING! From that time on, I pretty much always had a crush on some boy or other and... lucky me... I was part of a majority, so having those feelings was a-okay.
The gay and lesbian people I've talked to had similar experiences somewhere in their lives.... where they felt that overwhelming sense of attraction and excitement and curiosity. But... unlucky them, they were part of a minority, and made to think that what they felt was somehow bad or wrong.
I'm on this topic today because our federal government (recently elected and right wing) is threatening to undo the same-sex marriage law. This is just the latest in a string of reversals that's included:
- killing the nearly-enacted bill that would've decriminalized marijuana
- killing an agreement with aboriginal people that would've finally begun addressing the deplorable conditions many of them live in
- reversing the country's commitment to do its part to address climate change, and
- killing a multi-year agreement with the provinces that would've made child care somewhat more affordable and accessible.
In the government's eyes, child care is bad. I mean, everyone knows mommies should stay home with their babies while daddies work. Climate change is just a bunch of made-up garbage; after all, those scientists are all a bunch of liberals. Aboriginal people... notwithstanding the fact that white people stole their land, stuck them on reserves, legislated away their rights and tore a whole generation of children away from their families and communities... Notwithstanding that, "those people" are just lazy; they just need to pull themselves up by their bootstraps. As for marijuana... well, we all know it's FAR more harmful than booze, which government not only endorses but shamelessly profits from. I mean... just look at all the domestic strife, and public brawls, and armed standoffs, and traffic carnage caused by those crazed, violent potheads. And those humsexuals... well. We can't deport them 'cause they're from here (darnit anyway). But we sure as hell owe it to the citizenry to make sure they're denied the most fundamental of human rights... the right to freely love.
I'm sorry if this is a downer but I'm sick at heart for my country today. I fear where we're going and I feel so helpless... watching our common sense progress slip away.
I guess I should just be glad that G and her One True Love are already married... and no one... not even right wing governments... can take what they have away from them.
Bill Cosby is day dreaming of the women he drugged and abused. A very disturbing story ....and drawing.
Peul (Fulani, Fulbe, Fula) herdsmen with traditional wide-brimmed fibre-and-leather conical hats meet at the weekly market in front of Djenné's Great Mosque. A colourful multiethnic gathering of herders and traders converges at the mosque from the surrounding regions and fertile flood plains of the Niger River inland delta in central Mali. Digital film scan, Asahi Pentax Spotmatic, shot directly under the noonday sun, circa 1976.
The Great Mosque of Djenné towers over the market in a seemingly apocalyptic backdrop on this day. The mosque is considered the world’s largest adobe building and one of the greatest achievements of Sudano-Sahelian architecture, unique to the semi-arid Sahel zone that stretches across northern Africa just south of an encroaching Sahara.
These Peul herdsmen are likely from the class of “free nobles” (mostly nomadic herders, religious and political leaders, some tradesmen and sedentary cultivators) at the top of a highly stratified caste-based Peul society.
Ethnographers distinguish this class from lower-tiered occupational groups or “castes” (griot story tellers and song-praisers, artisans, blacksmiths, potters, woodworkers, dress makers) and descendants of slaves (labourers, brick makers, house builders).
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Postrscript - The enchanting Arabian Nights imagery emanating out of this ancient marketplace at the time if this photo shoot (1976) is reminiscent of a seemingly bygone Sahelian era devoid of smartphones, credit cards and packaged safari tours.
Nowadays, nascent tourism is on hold and easy access to markets, pastures and farmlands is hampered as ethnic strife and inter-communal violence continue to erupt under a fragile or failed Malian state with a troubled history of military coups.
The current military junta relies on mercenaries from the private Russian-backed Wagner Group for its security needs, coinciding with the recent French withdrawal of troops from the region. By providing protection to the Malian military regime, the Moscow-centered paramilitary group has increased its power and access to Mali's scarce natural resources.
In 2018, Human Rights Watch reported that the Mopti region of central Mali has become an epicentre of inter-rethnic conflict, fuelled by a steady escalation of violence by armed Islamist groups largely allied with Al Qaeda’s advance from the north since 2015.
Recruitment to the militant Islamist movement from Peul pastoral herding communities has inflamed tensions within sedentary agrarian communities (Bambara, Dogon, Tellem, Bozo and others) who rely on access to agricultural lands for their livelihood.
Predominantly Muslim but opposing ethnic self-defence militias on both sides have been formed for the protection of their own respective communities. This has contributed to a continuous cycle of violent attacks and reprisals touching villages and hamlets, pastures and farmlands, and some marketplaces.
While communal tensions are profoundly connected to a larger ethnopolitical conflict unfolding in northern Mali, chronic insecurities around the ancient town of Djenné and in the broader central regions of Mali are exacerbated by longstanding indigenous concerns over a struggle for scarce natural resources - agricultural land for settled farmers versus water and grazing land for semi-nomadic Peul herdsmen.
Efforts at mediation in the area around Djenné and the grand mosque include a Humanitarian Agreement specifically among Bambara and Bozo farmers, Dogan "hunters" protecting farmers' interests and Peul herders, all committed to guaranteeing the freedom of movement of people, goods and livestock in the "Circle of Djenné" situated in the Mopti region of central Mali.
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# Flickr Friday, # point, Spikey things, abused drill, just wondering what the user did before with this drill.
At least it was used to the end, to make a small hole bigger
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Abandoned Abused Street Dogs.
Today has been canceled due to the weather !
Poured rain all night, still pouring rain at daybreak !
As of right now, it's pouring rain with lightning/thunder.
There's plenty of odd jobs for me to do around our place.
Tomorrows another day and I'll give it one more try ...........;-)
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Telle était la devise d'un jeune homme de cent ans que j'ai connu il y a quelques années, à qui je demandais son secret de jeunesse et de vitalité...
Verbal,Mental,and emotional abuse doesn't always come from boyfriends. It can come from friends colleagues employers,and family members. Its important to remember people treat us how we allow them to treat us and we should stand up for ourselves in these situations in the beginning instead of hoping they will get better on their own.
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“The greater the power, the more dangerous the abuse.”
- Edmund Burke.
ps: against the international pharmaceutical market abuse.
I was walking and saw this ball swimming in a puddle. I'm sure this ball gave some children countless hours of fun, and then was left alone only to be forgotten. It was actually raining at the time so i didn't get as much pictures as a would have liked :(
The adult bald eagle was perched and minding his own business when all of a sudden the juvenile decided to dive bomb him. A case of raptor elder abuse. Grand Teton National Park, Wyoming, USA, April 2026
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Cleaning out some older photos and found this one.
A single file HDR
Thanks to all who stop to look and comment. I will be sure to look at your photostream and leave a comment.
If you know anything about an abuser you may understand how they abuse someone then with brief and very public displays of attention and support they make it all seem like everything is better now. Only to continue the abuse in earnest the next moment. It makes the abused feel like they're crazy. This is exactly what Trump is doing to the stock market with his on again/off again tariffs.
Hello and thank you for checking after this charity event that has been organized in secondlife to support sexual abuse and assault victims , The landmark is down bellow . stop by if you feel like it . Thank you again -
With the prediction of snow tonight and the need to have the racecar trailered to go to the dyno shop, I thought I would post what happens when you leave it out for a day after a race weekend. It is currently in the garage and it is snowing...though not sticking well to the roads, heading to the dyno tomorrow.
Stop Fear is my new work created to give hope to those suffering from abuse...
Coming soon in Second Life...
Inspired by the famous movie "Gaslight". These days the term
gaslighting is sort of psychological abuse , manipulation , meant
to make the victim lose self-confidence and drive insane.
"Europe" statue used as bike rack.
Statue is designed by Jits Bakker and it was unveiled on 11 June 2008.
(That's not my bike.)
(44/365) This is Martin's trusty Roberts radio. It lives in our Polytunnel (as does Martin - well during daylight hours anyway). It's covered in tea splashes with some added soil on the tuner for good luck but it still works perfectly.
For 117 pictures in 2017 #14 Radio Day en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_Radio_Day
Dear friends: Catalans, Castilians, Galicians, Andalusians, Valencians ... and all those who feel Spanish, also French, English, Australian, German, Danish, Americans ... to everyone who follows me or visits me.
I was really excited to share my Iceland vacation diary, but after what happened yesterday in Catalonia, where the ideas, ideologies and facts expressed in a peaceful way, they were violently repressed by the police of Spain .
That is why, due to the shame and sadness that I feel, I will stop my activity on Flickr for a while ...
When I have some encouragement to comment and enjoy photography with all of you, I will return.
Thank you and forgive me.
Benvolguts amics: Catalans, castellans, gallecs, andalusos, valencians...i tots els que es senten espanyols, també a francesos, anglesos, australians, alemany, danessos, americans.... a tothom que em segueix o em visita.
Realment estava molt ilusionat per compartir el meu diari de les vacances a Islàndia, però després del que va passar ahir a Catalunya, on les idees, ideologies i fets expressades sempre de forma pacífica, varen ser reprimits violentament per la policia de l'estat espanyol.
Es per això que degut a la vergonya i la tristor que sento, que aturaré la meva activitat a Flickr durant un temps...
Quan jo torni a tenir ànims per comentar y disfrutar de la fotografia amb tots vosaltres tornaré.
Gràcies i perdoneu-me.
Estimados amigos: Catalanes, castellanos, gallegos, andaluces, valencianos ... y todos los que se sienten profundamente españoles, también a franceses, ingleses, australianos, alemán, daneses, americanos .... a todo el que me sigue o me visita.
Realmente estaba muy ilusionado por compartir mi diario de las vacaciones en Islandia, pero después de lo que pasó ayer en Cataluña, donde las ideas, ideologías y hechos expresados siempre de forma pacífica, fueron reprimidos violentamente por la policía del estado español .
Es por eso que debido a la vergüenza y la tristeza que siento, que detendré mi actividad en Flickr durante un tiempo ...
Cuando yo vuelva a tener ánimos para comentar y disfrutar de la fotografía con todos vosotros volveré.
Gracias y perdonadme.