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Vegetable gardners consider these little Spotted Cucumber Beetles to be pests, but for me, they are a bright spot when they occasionally show up in the flowers. Decided to process this selectively.
(...) Considere la cantidad de pura superstición que contribuye a la formación del hombre convencionalmente virtuoso y piense que, mientras de niños se nos trataba de proteger contra toda clase de peligros imaginarios a base de prohibiciones estúpidas, prácticamente ni se mencionaban los verdaderos peligros morales a los que se expone un adulto: las triquiñuelas en los negocios no penadas por la ley, la dureza en el trato a los empleados, la crueldad con la esposa e hijos, la malevolencia hacia los competidores (...) éstos son los pecados verdaderamente dañinos entre los ciudadanos respetables y respetados.
A través de ellos, el hombre siembra miseria en su entorno inmediato y pone su parte en la destrucción de la civilización.
Pero, ¿por qué su moralidad subconsciente está tan desligada de la razón? Porque la ética en la que creían los que le guiaron en su infancia era una tontería; no estaba basada en un estudio de los deberes del individuo para su comunidad; porque estaba compuesta por viejos resíduos de tabúes irracionales dictados por sacerdotes y parientes mentalmente esclavizados (...) va siendo hora de que quien va a participar de la vida normal del mundo aprenda a rebelarse contra esa idiotez enfermiza.
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Personaggio: Io mi considero un lubrificatore sociale del mondo dei sogni. Aiuto le persone a diventare lucide, senza problemi. In pratica elimino le paure, le angosce, e lascio solo il bello, lo spasso.
Protagonista: Con diventare lucidi, intendi sapere che si sta sognando, giusto?
Personaggio: Sì, così puoi controllare i sogni. E i sogni controllati sono più realistici dei sogni non lucidi.
Protagonista: Io mi sono appena svegliato da un sogno, ma non era di quelli tipici, era come se fossi entrato in un universo alternativo..
Personaggio: Sì, è un sogno reale. Tecnicamente sognare, è un fenomeno del sogno, ma ci si può anche divertire un casino nei propri sogni! Perché tutti sanno che divertirsi è il massimo [...]Che succedeva nel tuoi sogno?
Protagonista: Ah, c'erano un sacco di persone che parlavano, qualcuno diceva cose assurde. Sembrava quasi uno strano film. Più che altro, pontificavano su qualsiasi argomento, con molta intensità [...]
Personaggio: Questi sogni li puoi controllare.[...] Il trucco è renderti conto che stai sognando, fin dall'inizio. Devi essere capace di riconoscerlo. Devi essere capace di chiederti: oh cavolo ma è un sogno? Sai, quasi nessuno si fa queste domande, né da sveglio, né tantomeno quando dorme. È come se tutti fossero sonnambuli quando sono svegli, e vegliambuli quando dormono. In entrambi i casi, non ne traggono vantaggio.
Protagonista: Quello che mi ha fatto rendere conto che stavo sognando, è stato il mio orologio digitale. Non riuscivo a leggerlo, come se i circuiti si fossero completamente guastati.
Personaggio: Sì, capita abbastanza spesso. Anche le piccole scritte sono difficili da leggere, sono molto instabili. Un altro indizio è quando cerchi di regolare l'intensità della luce, non ci riesci mai! Se ti capita di vedere un interruttore, spingili e prova a vedere se funziona.
È una delle cose che non si possono fare nel sogno lucido... Ma sai che mi frega, io posso volare, posso conversare per quanto mi pare con Albert Schweitzer, posso esplorare queste nuove dimensioni della realtà...Per non parlare della possibilità di fare ogni genere di sesso che voglio! È a dir poco stupendo! Non posso regolare la luce, e allora?
Protagonista: Ma è una delle cose che servono a controllare se stai sognando, giusto?
Personaggio: Si! Come ho detto, anche tu puoi allenarti a conoscere i segni, basta che ogni tanto provi ad accendere una luce. Se la luce è accesa, e tu non riesci a spegnerla, probabilmente stai sognando. Allora puoi darti da fare, e credimi, il campo è sconfinato... Sai a cosa mi sto dedicando? Visioni a 360 gradi! Bello eh?...[...]
_Tratto da "Waking Life".2001_di Richard Linklater_
Desde el jardín se pueden acceder a otras construcciones que se consideran dentro del conjunto, habiendo tumbas y diversas mezquitas.
Se puede visitar la "Tumba del Barbero" que no se sabe a ciencia cierta quien reposa en este sepulcro. Es un edificio octogonal en el exterior pero con un interior de planta cuadrada. Se puede visitar también la tumba de Isa Khan, donde reposan los restos de los subalternos de Humayun. Es un sala de forma octogonal rodeada de tres arcos y tiene en uno de sus laterales un minarete. En el edificio Nili Chhatri reposan los restos de un servidor de la corte del emperador Akbar, el hijo de Humayun. Su fachada original tenía decoraciones que en la actualidad han desaparecido por completo.
(α Lyrae). Se considera una estrella relativamente cercana, a solo 25 años-luz de la Tierra.
La clase espectral de Vega es A0V, convirtiéndola en una estrella de secuencia principal blanca con matices azulados, la cual se encuentra fusionando hidrógeno y formando helio en su núcleo. Vega posee un disco de polvo y gas a su alrededor que fue descubierto por el satélite IRAS a mediados de la década de los 80 (también es capturado por las cámaras digitales modernas como aquí se demuestra). Esto puede significar que o bien tiene planetas, o que se podrían formar relativamente pronto. Este halo de polvo estelar ya se alcanza a ver desde mi
www.flickr.com/photos/jesusduarte/28538648942/in/datepost...
Esta información astronómica las puedes encontrar en mis otras versiones de Vega la cual tome de Wikipedia
es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vega_(estrella)
Cámara en modo manual focus, montada en tripié. NO SE USÓ TELESCOPIO, NO SE INTERPUSIERON FILTROS, NO SE MODIFICARON LOS COLORES (de tal manera que las estrellas aparecen muy cercanas a su tipo espectral). Zoom digital 125X (3000 mm equivalente, 535 mm focal length). EXIF solamente lee hasta el máximo de zoom óptico, no lee zoom digital.
Coordenadas de Torreón: 25°32′40″N 103°26′30″O
Altitud Media 1120 msnm
Compárese con la imagen que exponen en Wikipedia
es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Archivo:Vega_Spitzer.jpg
La diferencia es que la de ellos está tomada a través de un telescopio y la mía NO.
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Appartement Nantais b&w
Nantes est une commune de l'Ouest de la France, située au sud du massif armoricain, qui s'étend sur les rives de la Loire, à 50 km de l'océan Atlantique. Chef-lieu du département de la Loire-Atlantique et préfecture de la région Pays de la Loire, elle est l'élément central de Nantes Métropole, peuplée de 602 923 habitants en 20121, au sein de la huitième aire urbaine de France, comptant 897 713 habitants à la même date2. Associée à l'agglomération de Saint-Nazaire, avec un avant-port sur l'estuaire de la Loire, Nantes constitue aujourd'hui la métropole du Grand Ouest français. Labellisée ville d'art et d'histoire, Nantes est, en 2012, la sixième commune la plus peuplée de France avec ses 291 604 habitants, et la première de l'Ouest en nombre d'habitants3.
Pour une grande partie de son histoire, Nantes fait partie de la Bretagne. Après avoir été un site portuaire important de l'âge des métaux, elle devient la capitale de la cité gallo-romaine des Namnètes, le siège d’un évêché au Ve siècle, puis le chef-lieu d’un comté franc, illustré par la personnalité semi-légendaire de Roland. Point d’appui du royaume franc face à la poussée des Bretons, Nantes est conquise en 851 par Nominoë. S'ouvre alors l'histoire bretonne de la ville, dont subsiste le château, principale résidence ducale au XVe siècle, époque où Nantes est véritablement la capitale du duché de Bretagne et où commence la construction de sa cathédrale actuelle. Nantes perd sa prééminence politique en Bretagne au profit de Rennes avec l'intégration, au début du XVIe siècle, du duché dans le royaume de France. Les trois siècles suivants sont marqués par l'importance du rôle de Nantes dans le commerce international, c'est-à-dire, en grande partie, dans la traite négrière, qui connaît son apogée au XVIIIe siècle et permet un enrichissement considérable du paysage urbain monumental.
Pendant la Révolution, la défense de Nantes est un enjeu essentiel de la guerre de Vendée (bataille de 1793). Après cette période difficile, la ville ne connaît pas de retour à la prospérité antérieure ; mais, au cours du XIXe et au début du XXe siècle, son développement industriel est remarquable dans la France de l'Ouest. Au XXe siècle, le paysage urbain est marqué par le comblement de nombreux cours d'eau qui divisaient la ville, puis par les bombardements lors de la Seconde Guerre mondiale. Dans les années 1950-1960, la classe ouvrière nantaise joue un rôle notable dans le mouvement social français (1955, 1968).
Depuis la fin du XXe siècle, la ville a subi la désindustrialisation, mais est devenue un pôle du secteur tertiaire. Elle est ville universitaire depuis 1962. Les infrastructures portuaires de Nantes représentent un élément important du grand port maritime de Nantes-Saint-Nazaire, un des grands ports français.
Nantes reçoit en 2013 le prix de la Capitale verte de l’Europe, décerné par la Commission européenne4 puis, le 12 novembre 2014, Nantes devient l'une des neuf métropoles françaises labellisées « French Tech »5 par le Ministère de l'Économie, du Redressement Productif et du Numérique.
O Bioparque Amazônia, também chamado de 'Crocodilo Safari' é um parque particular. Localizado a menos de 15 quilômetros do centro de Belém, no bairro do Tenoné, o Bioparque possui um Museu de Malacologia e Paleontologia,é cercado de florestas, rios e igarapés, resumo da paisagem amazônica com sua fauna e flora exuberantes, o zoológico paraense tem cerca de 14 quilômetros de trilhas, em uma área composta de quatro ecossistemas interligados.
Parte do parque é banhado pelo rio Maracacuera onde se observa a formação de manguezais. O mangue é um ecossistema típico de áreas costeiras alagadas em regiões de clima tropical, é considerado um dos ambientes naturais mais produtivos do Brasil devido às grandes populações de crustáceos, peixes e moluscos existentes.
Blue Ringed Octopus (Hapalochlaena lunulata)
Location: Maeda point, Okinawa
Depth: 55feet/night
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Gli USA sospendono gli aiuti militari all'Ucraina.
L'Europa ( ma poi quale Europa? ) corre al riarmo? Previsti 800 miliardi di euro.
Nuovi pesanti tagli a Sanità, Istruzione, tasse, ecc. per la gioia dei produttori di armi? I soldi del Pnrr che erano destinati soprattutto ai giovani spesi per progetti di guerra?
La prospettiva di soluzioni di pace non viene presa neppure in considerazione .
Mi domando : perché questo zelo per l'Ucraina, mentre si tace sul genocidio di Gaza, che continua e continuerà col silenzio di tutti ? O anche di altre guerre nel mondo di cui non si sa nulla?
Perché Putin è un criminale, la Russia continua ad essere sanzionata e demonizzata, mentre il criminale Netanyahu è accolto dappertutto con tutti gli onori?
Ipocrisia? O altri interessi, perché in fondo della gente che muore non gliene frega niente a nessuno in questa pazzia?
Si corre verso la terza guerra mondiale?
The stolen future
On the train
Ma questi 'grandi capi' ascoltano la gente comune, quella che va a lavorare con fatica tutti i giorni, se un lavoro ce l'ha ?
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Drusilla considers her animal companions to be her family.
Blythe a Day - Family Portrait - 10/21/24
Daunting Drusilla Blythe in her stock earrings and hairband
Dress from Etsy
White stool - recent $1 flea market find (I think Suzy Goose)
Cat - thrift store find
Owl - Schleich
Ravens - Amazon
Spiders - Halloween table decor
Skull - 3D printed by my son
Clock - Avon, flea market find
Fireplace - 1:12 (oversized)
Fire/wood - made by me from votive candle, hot glue, sticks
Light- 1:12 scale from Miniland Canada
Wallpaper, wooden floor - scrapbook paper
While most people consider the Mandalorians to be a singular people, Mandalorian society actually consists of many different clans and loosely bound groups of individuals. Examples are clans as Clan Skirata, the Death Watch and Clan Jiyu. The latter stands out because of its long history and core believes. The clan exclusively consist of mercenaries that have been banished or excluded from their previous clans. While usually forced to be alone for the rest of their days, Clan Jiyu provides a new home for those fallen from grace. The clan was originally founded by Zal Castra, a Mandalalorian woman, banished from her clan at a young age for showing mercy to an enemy and thus breaking a mercenary contract. Not accepting to be punished for doing the right thing, Zal gathered likeminded Mandalorians and her clan aspired to hold up a higher moral code than many others. While being considered weak by other Mandalorians, Clan Jiyu was certainly a force to be reckoned with. Once given a contract, which they always carefully studied for moral pitfalls, they never failed to do the job.
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Here are my three Mandalorian figures for my fig-off challenge against carterl_bricks. It was a lot of fun creating them and I might use them in a build some day, when I am less busy. The story is completely going by old canon btw (Republic Commando etc.).
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Sting - Consider Me Gone
Lilac bloom
B & W
After that day
Consider it gone
Selective focus near stem
Dream cast bokeh gone soon after that
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As long as I can remember I have always been interested in what others consider their favorite seasons of the year. Just another personal oddity on full display! When we were young and in school the answer was simple and unanimous…summer, for obvious reasons.
As we aged I have noticed a huge riff in our thinking as the answers have broken into four very distinct categories, there are simply spring people, summer people, fall people and the others who really need to talk to a professional about their favorite season…the winter people. They kind-of freak me out and personally I do not trust them! The older I get, the more winter bothers me…the grey skies, leafless plants, frozen everything…I thank God regularly that it is only three months long! For the record, I am a spring guy and I rejoice in knowing that nature’s rebirth is only a few weeks away.
In the past few months an opportunity was presented and accepted that blessed me with an opportunity to do what I love, and get paid for it…that right…I’m getting paid to take pictures! It’s a pretty simple arrangement, we agreed upon an amount and I get paid by the season…including winter. To be honest, in the first couple of weeks I started to call and say that we had made a mistake. The pressure of production in an area that has long been such a valued release, a therapy, was so undesired. But, like it has for 36 years now, a short conversation with my favorite counselor, Grandma Jojo (the Mrs.), kept my head in the game. Record setting fall and thus far this winter rains and flooding haven’t helped in alleviating any of the pressure to this point!
My new gig has me watching the forecast like a hawk. Temperatures are not a concern; I need light and lots of it. Much of the area I am to photograph floods and is under water now. My last trip out, the last time we had good light in the morning was February the 8th and I took full advantage. It was February the 8th that changed my mind, not about winter as I still loath it as a whole, but about the available beauty that can be found in winter, without snow.
This is where the River Mallard comes in. The Ohio River was as it has been for a while, out of its banks. The drift flows were heavy and towards the banks indicating she is still on the rise. The waters color was browner than normal and the current heavy. When I noticed a small group of five mallards swimming upstream in my direction, I sat still behind my camera and waited. I started to pass on capturing them when I noticed the watercolor change through my viewfinder. The bright blue skies and the morning colors of the Second Street Bridge ignited the dull brown water with color, with beauty, in the ugliest season of the year.
I guess I just have to look a little bit harder into this winter beauty thing.
SEMPLICI CONSIDERAZIONI SULLA VITA
L' origine della vita è proprio un gran mistero,
c'è chi dice che veniam dallo spazio piu' profondo,
che siamo originari della Terra, che qui ci siam formati,
o la religione dice che qualcuno ci ha creati.
Gli scienziati dicon che tutto ha avuto inizio
con l' incontro fra uno spermatozoo e un ovulo,
che la vita inizia cosi', facilmente,
ma in realta' di come scocca la scintilla,
di come avviene quel miracolo,
è che ancora non ne sappiamo niente.
Quando nasci, ma questo non lo puoi capire,
la tua vita è come un libro aperto tutto bianco,
da scrivere,ancora tutto da riempire,
perchè quel che accade nel futuro non lo puoi sapere,
perchè il futuro ancora non esiste e non lo puoi vedere.
Puoi esser nato per errore o perchè desiderato,
puoi aver la pelle rossa, gialla, bianca o nera,
ma un bambino ha bisogno sempre d' esser amato,
perchè non conta dov'è nato o il suo colore,
è comune a tutti, in egual misura, la gioia ed il dolore.
Al mondo esiston milioni di persone
che vivon in poverta' assoluta, nella disperazione,
non hanno l' acqua e nemmeno da mangiare,
ma non si arrendon, continuano a lottare.
Perchè l' istinto di conservazione in loro è cosi' forte,
che son capaci anche di vincere la morte,
e se hanno qualche dubbio dura meno di un secondo,
il loro istinto li spinge per restare al mondo.
Sentir il telegiornale è una cosa che mi indigna e mi fa' male,
perchè mi spaventa sentir che un uomo ha ucciso un altro uomo,
per denaro o gelosia o un motivo anche banale,
perchè non comprendo e a capir faccio fatica,
la poca considerazione che l' uomo ha della vita.
Purtroppo questa è solo una mia considerazione,
che io esterno, ma che non porta in nessun luogo,
ma che sento di dover raccontare alle persone,
parole dette al vento, un solitario sfogo.
Valmonte Giuseppe
Took this in 2011 with my old Canon 50mm 1.4 ... I never replaced my 50mm once I sold it, hard to believe as I do consider myself a street photographer and that is a prime focal length. One of these days when the dust settles.
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I do not consider myself a car builder but this is my attempt at building a 1956 Nash Metropolitan Convertible.
Features include rolling wheels and and a turnable steering wheel. (Again, not a car builder) Bumper Guards are held on using Lego elastic bands, and the chrome strip on the sides are cut Lego sticker sheets.
This was made as a gift for my Dad as he has a 1954 Nash Metropolitan.
This is also a remake of a gift that I made him 10 years ago but took back do to my limited Lego collection and need for the bricks I used.
Enjoy
A penguin stands as if they were a model for an awards statue at the Columbus Zoo.
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Romanesco: Some consider it a variety of Broccoli, others a variety of Cauliflower. I consider it a variety of "WTF? That's seriously cool!". I picked this up at the Farmer's Market on Saturday. It should make a pretty interesting curry, though I might try and get a better picture of it first.
Update: I kept this around in the fridge with the full intention of getting a better shot before I ate it. Unfortunately, I procrastinated too long and it went bad....double damn! I never saw this again at the farmers market either. Oh well, maybe next year.
I consider Lia Pasqualino an immense photographer. natural heir of Letizia Battaglia, like her Palazzolo knows how to express more than anyone else the violence and sweetness of the streets of this city, beautiful and terrible at the same time. If you, a foreigner, find yourself passing through here, enter and look, indeed, no; observe and you will see as much beauty as you have never seen in as much misery as, unfortunately, you will still see
Consider Tour Montparnasse as an alternative to the endless queues (or lines if you don't like French) of La Tour Eiffel... After all you can't see the Eiffel Tower from the Eiffel can you? (Normally you can go on the top of the roof of the 56 floor Montparnasse Tower seeing Paris 360° but we were unlucky arriving on that one day when the roof was closed and had to see it from a window).
Dear Flickr friends, this marks the end of my travel blog (and my vacation days) from France, posting 27 images in 10 days "on the run" while exploring Paris and Normandie. Big and humble thanks to everyone who took time trying to keep up....
It has been a ragbag of postcards and streetshots, of monochrome and color, that really put the "fun in photography" back, as traveling always do for me. I enjoyed the liberty of not considering if it "fitted in" on my stream, or if I had the time to post to groups, to visit contacts, to leave time to get more comments...
Still, the feedback - as always - is the main reason why I enjoy Flickr so much. And after being a "hurricane" of new images to upload it is back to work - and to a regular pace from now on.
As time goes by, there will be more additions to the "Paris/Normandie 2011" set though, obviously. Cheers :-)
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SIGNIFICADOS:
La dipladenia, en un contexto espiritual, representa la superación de obstáculos y el triunfo ante la adversidad.
Se considera un símbolo de resiliencia y fortaleza, ideal para regalar a personas que han enfrentado dificultades y salido adelante
La Dipladenia es un sinónimo de este género, aunque hay quienes consideran que es una variedad arbustiva de la Mandevilla.
¡¡¡TERAPI-ENTRENANDO, SIN PERDÓN!!!! 😄😄💪💪👍
FUERZA Y SIEMPRE ADELANTE.
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Considerada uma das praias mais urbanizadas de Guarapari, é também uma das mais procuradas por turistas. Com uma espaçosa faixa de areia clara, possui mar azul, levemente agitado, muito propício para o banho. Diversas castanheiras enfeitam a orla, além de fazer sombra para alguns visitantes. Por ser uma praia central, possui grande diversidade de comércio, além de ótimos quiosques na orla, que servem bons pratos e petiscos. O lugar costuma ficar movimentado até mesmo durante a noite, principalmente no verão, por conta da iluminação disposta no calçadão. É uma ótima praia para visitar com a família, tomar um refrescante banho de mar, descansar à sombra da castanheira e comer algum petisco em um dos quiosques. Durante o entardecer, a caminhada no calçadão é uma boa pedida.
Fonte: www.praias-360.com.br/espirito-santo/guarapari/praia-das-...
Cette ensemble Torche du jardin de belle taille qu'on peut considérer comme une fleur présente des piquants à chaque bout de pétale ainsi de petites fleurs jaunes qui en sortent.
In my inworld profile, I concluded myself : "I'm so many things to different people, but I consider myself a pixel poet, a gardener."
In my little garden, I have grown different plants: little poppies, daisies, roses, lavenders, forget-me-not, just to name a few.
At the beginning, I planted alone. After a while, some people walked past my garden and saw the beautiful flowers. Most were kind to compliment how beautiful they are, very few would stay and ask if we could grow a plant together. Usually I would politely refuse. I know gardening is not for everyone. It takes lots of patience, love, cooperation and communication. Many people want the beautiful flowers only, not the difficult process to achieve the beauty.
Now and then I would agree to try when I see people showing initiative and interest. At first, they visited the garden regularly. We chatted, we shared love with the flowers.
After a while, their lives got busy. Some would kindly tell you that they can't continue cos they have other things to do. I thanked them for the participation, and let them go. I took care of their flowers.
Some just didn't show up without a word. I was upset, yet, I let them go too. We know gardening is not for everyone, right? So, I looked after their flowers.
A few of them showed up now and then. But everytime they were in the garden, they were being absent-minded. They watered the wrong flowers. We know gardening is not for everyone, right? After a few times, I asked if they would like to continue planting. They smiled and said yes. But then, they started to show up at the garden less and less. Sometimes I had to call them and see if they still wanted to grow the flowers. It would be okay if they were not available. They insisted yes.
Two weeks, three weeks, four weeks passed. There was once I went out for more fertilizers. I walked past the garden not far from mine. A face looked familiar to me. Oh, him. I remembered that he worked there for sometime. But the owner of the garden was on business, so he was looking for something to do to kill time. He saw my flowers so nice, so decided to garden at my place. I wondered if he would have enough time to manage the flowers here and there. He said not sure but he would like to try.
He was happily excitedly chatting with the owner while removing the weeds. I looked at them for a bit, didn't say a word, then I left.
I stared at the flowers we grew and all other flowers in the garden. Sorrow surged. I cried under a big sunflower. The flowers were abandoned.
The next day, my friends came. They visited regularly to water our flowers as usual. They saw me sleeping under the big sunflower. They cried. "Why wastes your soul on flowers that were discarded? They were meant to be grown together with other gardeners." Without an hour, they threw away all those flowers that were no longer wanted.
The garden became empty but came with some freshness. "We are not the best gardeners, but we knew that only when we have the willingness to do it together, there is a chance to keep them growing."
"Consider them both, the sea and the land, and do you not find a strange analogy to something in yourself?" ~Herman Melville
A very stormy day on the Oregon Coast.
My family recently started commenting on how birds in my shots lately seem perfectly placed, to the point where they had to wonder if they were photoshopped! Nope, just have good bird luck.
It's hard to tell from the photo, but this is actually a miniature iris. Seen during our trip to Connecticut.
Ronda de la muralla (Lugo)
Grafiti de DIEGO AS, considerado uno de los mejores grafiteros del mundo.
LA HISTORIA NO DEJA DE SER UN PURO CUENTO.
Julio Cesar, más listo que el hambre, de esos que tienen un no sé qué que los hacen únicos e irrepetibles, con capacidad de mando, con labia, con encanto y que dominaba la “cosa” pública de maravilla.
Tres veces tres pisó tierra Hispana. La primera vez por temas de papeleo, tributos y esas cosas, las otras dos, para guerrear que era un tema que dominaba a la perfección.
Hay que reconocer que iba un poco “embalado” con prisas, aunque era joven, tenía miedo que se le pasara el arroz….
Y un día se le cruzaron los cables y se dijo: ahora o nunca, preparo una guerra civil y me quedo con todas las porciones de la tarta, vamos, el puto amo y de esta termino con tanto putiferio, con tanto mangante, con tanto oportunista,
con tanta justicia, con tanta democracia, con tantos derechos...y puso el imperio romano patas arriba.
¡Qué esperen y verán!
Siempre hay un río Rubicón y siempre hay una frase: “ Alea Jacta Est” (la suerte está echada) y le metió una buena paliza a Pompeyo.
Ahora ya solo era cuestión de coser y cantar. Lo único bueno de las guerras civiles, es que el que gana se queda con todo y se quedó como Dictador absoluto.
Y como no le quedaba prácticamente nada mejor que hacer, se fue a dar una vuelta por Egipto, que le había contado un pajarito que había una reina que estaba buena de narices, vamos, para mojar pan, Cleopatra.
Fueron días de vino y rosas y con tanto calor, tanta levadura de cerveza y tantos paseos por el Nilo, pues pasó lo que tenía que pasar, que Julio Cesar y Cleopatra tuvieron un niño muy guapo al que llamarón CESARIÓN, al que más
tarde la historia le conocería como “Rey de Reyes”.
Hay que dejar constancia que Cleopatra era una mujer culta, diplomática, lingüista y escritora, capaz de recitar la Ilíada y la Odisea de memoria, vamos, una auténtica erudita.
Dominaba nueve idiomas, el egipcio, el etíope, griego, troglodita, hebreo, árabe, sirio, parto y por supuesto, el latín.
Está escrito en alguna pared que era la mujer más amada, más odiada, más alabada y más denigrada de todos los tiempos.
(Otro día hablaremos de la endogamia, una práctica habitual en el Egipto Milenario, eso de casarse entre hermanos y entre padres e hijas para conservar la sangre real y reforzar la línea sucesoria. Mismamente, Cleopatra se casó con dos de sus hermanos, pero bueno, eso es otra historia que hablaremos a su debido tiempo).
Y Cesar se relajó.
Y una tarde al salir del Senado, el requetesuperior Julio Cesar tuvo un pálpito y se dijo: cuanta tranquilidad, esto me da muy mala espina.
Y Bataclan.
De las sombras salieron tres: Cayo Casio, Bruto y Casca …y le dieron julepe.
Total, veintitrés puñaladas, las justas para marchar al otro barrio en preferente y sin escalas.
Solo se le oyó decir a Julio Cesar…” también tú, Bruto”.
A lo que Bruto le contestó: a ver cómo te lo explico Cesar, esto te pasa por ir de listo y de sobrado. ¡Anda y que te zurzan!
Y de pronto todo fue silencio y puro vacío.
Y ahora una canción de Jessica Rhaye and the Ramshackle Parede, haciendo una versión del tema de BOB DYLAN “ Blowin´in the Wind “.