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Бескрайни земли русские... Успенский храм в честь битвы на р.Воже (11 августа 1378 года). Рязанская область, Рыбновский р-н, с. Глебово-Городище.
Guardi il mare che si muove
Seduto sul tuo scoglio
Ti chiamano "Buga"
Appeso alle tue paure
Pesce di scoglio
Guardi con occhi grandi
Ma non capisci perché
Giochi solo
The ragtag crew of the cargo freighter Boundless.
Once the occupants of shipping containers that the massive ship carried, the effects of passing through a field of gamma radiation took their toll on the minds of the animals.
After weeks of plotting, they sprung their trap, and the Boundless fell into their malicious paws.
Mama Mei entered Bei Bei's nursery and engaged him in a lengthy play session. It might be tight quarters, but they had a ball! They continued to play outside of the nursery.
7/18/2016
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The Prophet by Khalil Gibran
And an astronomer said, "Master, what of Time?"
And he answered:
You would measure time the measureless and the immeasurable.
You would adjust your conduct and even direct the course of your spirit according to hours and seasons
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Of time you would make a stream upon whose bank you would sit and watch its flowing.
Yet the timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness,
And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream.
And that that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space.
Who among you does not feel that his power to love is boundless?
And yet who does not feel that very love, though boundless, encompassed within the centre of his being, and moving not form love thought to love thought, nor from love deeds to other love deeds?
And is not time even as love is, undivided and paceless?
But if in you thought you must measure time into seasons, let each season encircle all the other seasons,
And let today embrace the past with remembrance and the future with longing.
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A trip to Negros, the sugar capital of the Philippines. These are remnants of an old port of the place, endless structures in the sea.
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This is my early morning jogging partner. She has so much energy! This is what she came up with when I asked her to do a (simple) jump next to the puddle this morning after she'd sprinted three miles. Turned out she used to be a gymnast too! Amazing what you find out about people when you don't expect it, eh?
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"Being Boundless" is a shot taken at Dirang in Arunachal Pradesh. The lovely Buddhist Flags attracted me along with the texture of the Sky.
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The boundless energy of the sun, swooshing at the speed of light, the speed of life, rushes to us in leaps and bounds, over the light years, in leap years and otherwise, while life rushes by us in a stream of sunrises and sunsets.
By God's Desire and Intelligent Design, or some pure galactic coincidence of which we seek an earthly sign, it is elemental to life. Fusing nearly 600 million tones of the elementary Hydrogen per second, giving life to other elements, like Helium until, like other stars, it's normal fusion cycle will end with Iron, and solar system confusion.
How ironic then, to capture what cannot be touched, to feel it's welcome warmth on my cheek coming from its 5500 Centigrade (~10,000 Fahrenheit) degrees surface, seeing it right in front of me though it is 150 Million kilometers (93 Million miles) away.
Then to hold in my mortal hands, freezing from winter's cold, a heat molded piece of metal and plastic focusing light, through glass once derived from the silica of sand, into the camera's memory on even more finely crafted Silicon. Clicking with the digits of my hand to store it permanently in digital bits and bytes. But, even more, implanting it into human memory until that too, like dying stars in the cosmos and in Hollywood, will fade and disappear, as will the neurons and the bodies housing them. While the sun will shine on, burn on.
But, there are moments in life when, insignificant as we are, we are masters of the universe. Not worshipping the Sun god but being gods of the Sun.
Bounding the boundless sun accurately within the silhouetted bare tree branches, blades of grass and the dry grass over the hill. Doing this and savoring it, before we too are over the hill, lying under the sunny and starry sky, fused into the earth, under the grass, gone, bounded, forever here, though gone forever into the boundless beyond.
Until then, the only thing more boundless than the unbounded sun is our mind, our imagination, our courage, our spirit - that all the gods of Sun and Mars would proudly kneel at our feet to worship.
And, thus it is for us, and in us, to aim high, go far, burn bright and live forever, even when we are gone, past the outer reaches of the cosmos, and the furthest grasps of our understanding.
See you around, and see you on the other side.
© 2010 IMRAN
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VH-OJA 747-438 glides above the rolling countryside near Albion Park as it prepares for touchdown at the Illawarra Airport. The plane is going into retirement and will be joining other exhibits at the Historical Aircraft Restoration Society based at the airport.
Model: Tania d'Anconia
Photographer: Justin Bonaparte