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with this sword Ibrahim Pacha conquered 2 empires ,3 content and 8 nations ,build an empire and raised the Egyptian flag on places that no Egyptians has laid afoot on
"It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell." ~ The Buddha
At 3143m Mt. Fansipan is the highest peak in Vietnam and the entire Indochina peninsula. This remote trek provides plenty to see and absorb, from the scattered rocks inscribed with drawings and designs of unknown origin, to the French influenced hill retreat town of Sapa with its minority groups, beautiful villas and cherry forests. As we ascend through the lower reaches of Fansipan, we will pass terraced rice paddies and villages of the H'mong, one of Vietnam's many ethnic minorities.
We used to climb trees as kids. Well, in fact I didn't cause I was too scared to fall but Marco, the guy on the three, was the most agile and he still is. He just felt like he had to conquer this tree, a very old beech tree, the majesty of which you can see on other of my shots. He went all the way to the top. All I did is to change the color of the sky in Photoshop to make this more epic and surreal.
Early history
How Phnom Penh also originated, it was first the capital of Cambodia after Ponhea Yat King of the Khmer Empire fled from Angkor Thom after passing through the kingdom of Ayutthaya was conquered in 1431.
Royal capital, the pearl of Asia
It took until 1866, under the reign of King Norodom I, that the government permanently in Phnom Penh would settle. It was only then the Royal Palace built with later addition to the Silver Pagoda. Thus began the growth of Phnom Penh to large city. The French put many channels for the drainage of swamps around the city and built roads and a port.
By the 20s of the 20th century, Phnom Penh known as the Pearl of Asia. Through the construction of a railway and airport Pochentong remained the city grow.
War and Terror
During the Vietnam War there were many battles in Cambodia. The United States bombed the countryside. This attracted many refugees to the city.
In 1975 the population had risen to more than 2,000,000. On April 17, the Cambodian New Year, the city fell, and it was occupied by fighters of the Khmer Rouge. The city was then forcibly evacuated completely. The residents were taken to farms in the countryside to seek out new people to be. The Tuol Svay Prey college was changed in prison Tuol Sleng (S-21). This prison is now the Tuol Sleng Museum and Choeung Ek, like, 15 kilometers outside the city, a memorial to those killed by the Khmer Rouge.
Reconstruction
The Khmer Rouge by the Vietnamese in Phnom Penh expelled in early 1979. The people began below to return to their homes. A period of reconstruction began that first but slowly went by the political instability in the country. By 1998, Phnom Penh had a population of 862,000 inhabitants.
One of my goals for our yearender shoot is to have a decent action shot of myself. Luckily, I was able to achieve that goal + theater lights & beautiful skylight on our first sunrise shoot in Halsema (the highest point in Philippine Railway System nearly 7,200 ft)
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Have you ever watched ants busy gathering juices of peony buds? I have.. For a couples of days actually, I have spent some time watching them fight over drops of juice and busily crawling all over my peony. Both days quite windy and it was a challenge to take macro shots, but I have managed to get a few good ones (I hope) despite constantly changing light and wind moving my subjects and them moving all the time...
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond imagination. It is our light more than our darkness which scares us. We ask ourselves – who are we to be brilliant, beautiful, talented, and fabulous. But honestly, who are you to not be so? You are a child of God, small games do not work in this world. For those around us to feel peace, it is not example to make ourselves small. We were born to express the glory of god that lives in us. It is not in some of us, it is in all of us. While we allow our light to shine, we unconsciously give permission for others to do the same. When we liberate ourselves from our own fears, simply our presence may liberate others.
-Marianne Williamson.
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We had loads of great shots today. I couldn't pick!
135/365.
I don't have a fear of heights but I do have a fear of falling. It's actually more irrational than that, I have a fear that I'm going to throw myself off the roof of a building or other equally high place. I would never ever do that but I'm afraid that one day I'll just override all my common sense and hurl myself over. Weird right?
The Original Utub Al Bin Ali conquered and expelled the Persians from Bahrain [6] after defeating them in the battle of Zubarah that took place in the year 1782 between the Al Bin Ali and the Army of Nasr Al-Madhkur Ruler of Bahrain and Bushire. It is well know that the strategist of this battle was Shaikh Nasr Al-Madhkur, his sword fell into the hands of Salama Bin Saif Al Bin Ali after his army collapsed and his forces were defeated [7]. The Al Bin Ali, have kept the sword with them and they kept passing it from son to grandson until it was given as a gift to King Abdul Aziz Bin Faisal Al Saud and it can be seen today at the King AbdulAziz Museum in Riyadh, Capital of Saudi Arabia. www.heritageofqatar.org/sites/zubarahfort.htm
After a brief repose which followed our initial ascent up the Longji terraced fields, our band of three left the hotel to resume again our hiking. To catch the setting sun, we set off for the high western hills that lay directly behind our residence. Another group of ardent Hong Kong tourists joined us on this trek.
Though we neither anticipated such an arduous journey, nor did we bring enough water to satisfy our parched lips, we nonetheless reached the peak of the acclivity without too much ennui to warrant a hasty departure. As if crack troops on the watch, we bunkered down on our hill, affectionately called "47," and from there we waited for the sun's final languid descent into obscurity.
No sooner had we made ourselves quite comfortable, exploring the adjacent mounds and running along the ridge while emoting in our Braveheart impersonations, than we noticed the ominous smoke billowing into the sky from the nearby mountaintops. The concentrated haze, the result of controlled brushfires, we concluded, was moving closer and closer towards us. Eventually, the crackling from the intense combustion of browned and dry foliage, that had been methodically placed on certain declivities, tinged our ears; and the smoke, which had so far been blown away by an easter gale whose ferocity also invited a biting cold to hill 47, at length enveloped our position, compromising our ability to remain there any longer. But by this time thankfully, the meek sun had ambled its way into the opaque distance and with our primary objective met, we gladly capitulated our untenable camp to our fiery nemesis. As the dark blanket of dusk settled on Longji, we swiftly fell back into the dimming wood, eager to return to our lodgings for a hot meal.
On display in the Canadian War Museum in Ottawa, this powerful painting titled The Conquerors, by Sir Eric Henri Kennington.
Kilted Canadians of the 16th Battalion, some depicted as pale ghosts, march through a destroyed battlefield of broken bottles, skeletal remains, and informal graves. Eric Kennington originally titled his work The Victims. After its showing in Canada led to objections about the title from the battalion's commanding officer, Lieutenant-Colonel Cy Peck, Kennington renamed it The Conquerors.
The Canadian War Museum is Canada's national museum of military history. Located in Ottawa, Ontario, the museum covers all facets of Canada's military past, from the first recorded instances of death by armed violence in Canadian history several hundred years ago to the country's most recent involvement in conflicts.
It includes major permanent exhibitions on wars that have been fought on Canadian soil, the total wars of the twentieth century, the Cold War and peace support operations abroad, and Canada's history of honouring and remembrance.
There is also an open storage area displaying large objects from the Museum's collection, from naval guns to tanks, from motorcycles to jet aircraft. The exhibits depict Canada's military past in its personal, national and international dimensions, with special emphasis on the human experience of war and the manner in which war has affected, and been affected by, Canadians' participation.
Broken mornings, broken nights and broken days in between
Open ground, the sky is open, makes an open sea
Just like in fiction, in every addiction
Oh fantasy's taking over, awake me
I've been looking for the conqueror
But you don't seem to come my way
I've been looking for the only one
But you don't seem to come my way
Broken me and broken them
You are broken too
Open ears, their eyes are open
Makes me call for you
But there's no seduction only destruction
Oh fantasy take me over and break me
I had just finished eating one of those deliciously dry and sort of satisfying energy bars. After licking the crumbs from the rock I had been sitting on, Annie came looking for more.