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A young peasant chaining up his 404 tires to drive safely through the snow

The Széchenyi Chain Bridge is a suspension bridge that spans the River Danube between Buda and Pest, the western and eastern sides of Budapest, the capital of Hungary. Designed by the English Engineer William Tierney Clark, it was the first permanent bridge across the Danube in Hungary, and was opened in 1849.

 

It is anchored on the Pest side of the river to Széchenyi (formerly Roosevelt) Square, adjacent to the Gresham Palace and the Hungarian Academy of Sciences, and on the Buda side to Adam Clark Square, near the Zero Kilometre Stone and the lower end of the Castle Hill Funicular, leading to Buda Castle.

 

Budapest, Hungary

14th January 2016

 

인천의 어느 쇠사슬집..

5/365 (March 27, 2009)

  

"Freedom is living without chains."

~Indra Devi

Nikon D7000

Tamron 17-50mm f2.8

Exposure - 1/400

Aperture - f/11.0

Focal Length - 50 mm

ISO Speed - 400

Exposure Bias - -2/3 EV

 

Out on a bright contrasty day isn't a good idea for landscapes so tried to find something a little different to photograph.

 

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Here's a shot of the cam chain finally threaded under the main drive gear within the lower end. It took threading two guitar strings through the ends of each side of the cam chain, then creating a loop on on end, bending it around, then feeding it deep underneath and grabbing it on the other end with a hooked tool.

 

Of course, the cam chain roller (in between the two pistons). Removed by two 10mm bolts for ease of access.

 

This entire process was very tricky in the sense that it took four synchronized hands all working together in unison to handle start to finish.

The Chain Bridge in Budapest, Hungary

CHAINS

  

Safely bound, they lock us in

Warding danger from within

Chains that hold us from our youth

We try to fight but there's no use.

 

We're shackled, tethered, held, restrained

Fighting rules, we feel the pain

Rebellion rises from the ranks

Who fight the cause for little thanks

 

You're owned from warmth within the womb

To woodworm casket, death and gloom

What's in between you try to fight

Your life is mapped as day and night

 

Pay your taxes, go to work

Have your kids and never shirk

Two week trip is your vacation

Automaton, stagnant nation

 

Don't ask questions, not your place

Walk the walk and live with grace

Be grateful for the scraps they throw

Your place tomorrow no one knows

 

Chains they bind you by the hands

The feet and throat, the happy glands

You're just a number, just a fool

Another in this bland gene pool

 

Manacled and bound by fear

You live the life and shed the tears

Subservient in every way

Pretend you're not if lies you play

 

A life of chains is what we're given

By sex and love and hope we're driven

Onwards to the promised land

The doors are closed and you've been banned

 

Your name's not on the gold guest list

No angels touch no special kiss

Life for you is full of pain

As you begin to feel those chains

 

But rest assured and sleep at night

You're not alone in this lost fight

Society owns your very soul

live long, have fun, make those your goals

 

.

 

Rewritten November 14th 2011 from a piece originally penned in August 2010

 

Photograph taken at 09:54am in Sidney, British Columbia, on Vancouver Island.

 

Nion D700 50mm 1/5000s f/2.8 iso20

 

Nikkor AF-S 24-70mm f/2.8G ED IF. UV filter.

 

A chain is no stronger than its weakest link, and life is after all a chain. (William James)

 

Though a bow chain prefers to remain straight, it can be bent into a loop without damage.

Courthouse Cowboys vs Cooke Hokies Semi Finals.

I wanted to try out some other techniques than cross stitch, so I whipped up a bag for groceries.

This photo is right-side up. It's part of a sculpture of an eagle carrying a chain in its claws. It's the POW/MIA memorial at Warner Robins Air Force Base in Georgia, USA.

 

Here's someone else's photo of (more of) the memorial:

www.flickr.com/photos/rogers_world/5190771901/

At the Black Country Museum

In July, when they bloomed against a North Carolina US blue sky, I keep going back -- just to remind myself that leafless trees - only a few flowers - no bees or butterflies --- that will change ! But, first Autumn/Winter then into glorious Spring !

Terror @ Chain Reaction 10/7/13

Chained Mini Door in Sid Bou Said, Tunisia. Color photography by Donna Corless.

Chain made of electrical connections series.

The backbone is usually made with wires of 1,50 mm2 or 2,5 mm2.

Infinite number of connections.

The distance between 2 connections is upon request. Typically 1 meter.

Each output can be direct cable or connector, male or female, M8 or M12.

Example of application: Led illumination.

 

www.shield.net

black and white detail of silver twisted chain on blurred gray asphalt background

Complete supply chain..get your owned brands..please..we need income,not only tax from outbound...

The Széchenyi Chain Bridge is a chain bridge that spans the River Danube between Buda and Pest, the western and eastern sides of Budapest, the capital of Hungary. Designed by English engineer William Tierney Clark and built by Scottish engineer Adam Clark, it was the first permanent bridge across the Danube in Hungary. It was opened in 1849. It is anchored on the Pest side of the river to Széchenyi (formerly Roosevelt) Square, adjacent to the Gresham Palace and the Hungarian Academy of Sciences, and on the Buda side to Adam Clark Square, near the Zero Kilometre Stone and the lower end of the Castle Hill Funicular, leading to Buda Castle.

 

Budapest

3 February 2017

Nikon D610 with AF-S NIKKOR 85mm f/1.4G Lens

Thanks to Lady Wulfrun for the title:)

 

Church Street East, Woking

18th September 2011

 

20110918 IMG_1574

待ちに待ったもんが届きました!

「縁 enshi cyclecap」と「ALAN」の文字をお気に入りのTシャツにハンドメイドでチェーンステッチ刺繍して頂きました。

実はコレ、enishi na peopleでもある みっさ君 山田 操 がご友人の奥様 (instagramのmarutsumugiさん)に刺繍入りロゴTを作ってもらったのがキッカケ。

20歳代の頃からチェーンステッチしたクラシックサイクルジャージを収集していた事もあり刺繍、特にチェーンステッチには萌え✨ますわぁ〜😆

【ENISHI instagram photo stream】

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... built in 1820 near Berwick-upon-Tweed. I'm standing in Scotland. The other side of the bridge is England.

 

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Union_Chain_Bridge

 

Click on the photo to see a larger view.

Water & Light at Sassi Mazar Balochistan May30, 2015

 

SUN SHINES IN THE NIGHT

Sassi punnu mausoleum got Solar Energy

Every year thousands of peoples from various parts of Sindh, Baluchistan and Punjab gather at the shrine of Sassi and Punnu in Singher village to attend a 3 days carnival. Singher village is , 52 Kilometers away from Hub town. Singher means chain, as the village is surrounded by the chain of hills where it is believed that Sassi and Punnu were buried under a landslide.

Before the monsoon a carnival organizing committee receives donation from the Baloch tribal chiefs of Sindh and Balochistan to bear the expenditures of the event. Collected funds are mostly used for providing food, water and accommodation to all the devotees there. Sufi Faqirs (singers) from Sindh, Balochistan and Punjab travel to perform songs on the occasion to pay homage to Sassi Punnu, the popular tragic romance of Sindh and Balochistan. Besides folk songs, a traditional Sindhi game malakhro similar to Japanese wrestling sumo also attracts a large number of the people to come there.

 

Lands from mountains with old graves scattered in the area and rainy water ways are quite difficult to cross for the travellers. Despite this, devotees, males and females, travel long distance to visit the site the entire year. For the local people, camel is the only means of transport and people gather there during the occasion.

 

There is only one well, which is useful for the communities otherwise the entire area underground water level is unsafe for human consumption. In case the area receives monsoon rains the people use rainy water from ponds.

 

For the benefit of peoples living in surroundings as well as devotees who visit during carnival and over the year, Masood Lohar, country Manager UNDP, GEF small grant program decided to use solar energy for providing clean and safe water and lighting on the mausoleum.

 

On 30th May 2015, Shaan Technologies Private Limited installed a 3 HP Solar Powered pump on a 250 ft deep well that is located near the tomb. Operating on a 3 kilowatt solar panel bank this pump provide 30 Gallon water per minutes & eliminates requirement of diesel generator operated pump that organizing committee previously used to supply water during the festival.

 

Now solar pump serves as a continuous source of clean water without any additional cost. A water tank is provided to store pumped water. This tank helped as a 24 hours ready source of water for the local people.

 

In addition to that 2 solar powered floodlights were also installed in front yard of tomb. These 14 watt LED lights runs on a 35 watt solar panel that provide sufficient power to run LED lamps up to 12 hours. Dusk to Dawn photo sensors is also used in the system that automatically turns on the light just before the sunset and turns off at dawn. This project was financed by the UNDP GEF Small grant program. Lodhie foundation contributed 10% cost of the project under its poverty alleviation initiative.

  

Project Summary

 

Location: Sassi Punnu Moseleum, Singher Village, Near Hub Dam, Baluchistan

Coordinates: 25°18'41"N 66°53'21"E

Nearby cities: Karachi, Hub City, Sonmiani / Winder city

Initiated By: UNDP, GEF Small Grant Program in association of Lodhie Foundation

Implemented by: Shaan Technologies Private Limited Karachi

Implantation Date: 30Th May 2015

Equipment installed:

(1) One 3HP DC Submersible water pump with 3KW Solar panels and Pump Controller

(2) Two Solar Powered LED Floodlights

Beneficiaries: Up to 2500 people living in the Singher village and surroundings

    

Folktale of Sassi & Punnu

 

Sassi Punnu is a famous folktale of love told in the length and breadth of Sindh, Pakistan. The story is about a faithful wife who is ready to undergo all kinds of troubles that would come her way while seeking her beloved husband who was separated from her by the rivals

Sassi was the daughter of a Brahman Hindu Rajah from Rohri . Upon Sassui's birth, astrologers predicted that she was a curse for the royal family’s prestige. The Raja ordered that the child be put in a wooden box and thrown in the Sindhu, present day’s river Indus. However, she was saved by a washer-man belonging to Bhanbhor, near Gharo district, Thatta . The washer-man raised her as his own daughter.

When Sassui became a young girl, she was as beautiful as the fairies of heaven. Stories of her beauty reached Punhun a prince from Kech Makran Balochistan and he became desperate to meet Sassi. The handsome young Prince therefore travelled to Bhambore. He sent his clothes to Sassi's father (a washerman) so that he could catch a glimpse of Sassi. When he visited the washerman's house, they fell in love at first sight. Sassui's father was dispirited, hoping that Sassi would marry a washerman and no one else. He asked Punnhun to prove that he was worthy of Sassui by passing the test as a washerman. Punnhun agreed to prove his love. While washing, he tore all the clothes as, being a prince, he had never washed any clothes; he thus failed the agreement. But before he returned those clothes, he hid gold coins in the pockets of all the clothes, hoping this would keep the villagers quiet. The trick worked, and Sassui's father agreed to the marriage.

At last Punnu (Punhoon) married her. However, his father, Ari, the King of Ketch, did not like his son getting married to a low-caste girl, so he instructed his other sons to go to Bhanbhor and bring back Punnu at any cost. They visited Punnu as his guests and during the night they intoxicated him and his wife. Later, they put their brother on one of the camels and left. When Sassi woke up in the morning, she was shocked to find Punnu missing and all his brothers gone. She understood their trickery. She left Bhambhor immediately to Kech Makran on foot in search of him. The Kech Makran is located along the Makran Coastal Highway in Baluchistan, Pakistan.

After crossing Pab Mountain, she reached the Harho range. She could not proceed further when her path was blocked by the Phor River. So she started retracing her steps. Soon she was accosted by a beastly goatherd who intended to molest her. Sassi prayed to God for protection. Immediately the ground below her feet started caving in like quicksand and she disappeared within seconds. Seeing the miracle, the goatherd repented sincerely, and to make amends for his misconduct, he made a grave in the site and became its custodian.

Punnu found no peace of mind at Kech. He languished and soon became an invalid. Under the circumstances, his father allowed him to return to Bhambhor.

During his return journey, Punnu happened to pass by the site where Sassi had met her death. When the goatherd came to know his story, he told him as to what had happened to Sassi. Punnu was beside himself on hearing the horrible news.

He prayed to God to unite him with Sassi. Again the ground became quicksand and he soon disappeared into the bowels of the earth. So came to an end the tragic love story of Sassi and Punnu. The legendary grave still exists in this valley.

The famous Sufi saint and poet Shah Abdul Latif Bhittai sings this historic tale in his sufi poetry “Shah jo Risalo” as an example of eternal love and union with Divine.

Sassi’s resting place is said to be about 45 miles away in the Pub range to the west of Karachi. A local man of some importance constructed a simple mausoleum in 1980 over the joint grave of Sassi and Punnu. It is often visited by tourists.

Dr. Lucinda Bateman diagnosed me with Chronic Fatigue and Fibromyalgia in 2007. My life came to a standstill. I quit working, and found I had to say no to everything since I could barely care for myself. Too many people feel alone in their suffering for me not to speak out and say that it's hard, yet there is hope and healing in sharing our voices. No one needs to feel alone. This was featured on the Patient Voice column for the Bateman Horne Center, and the full story can also be read there. It is entitled, Drawing Out Pain by Karey Shane.

At the ferry docks in Toronto going over to Ward's Island.

My daughter made a lovely daisy chain for me to photograph and here is the result which i`m, really pleased with .

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