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PATTI SMITH - Constantine's Dream---Please listen to this Great Poetic Song !
THE ARCH OF CONSTANTINE
This is a large triumphal arch , in Rome next to the Colosseum. This arch is religiously significant because it commemorates the battle that led the Emperor Constantine to convert to Christianity, thereby changing the religious landscape of the western world.
History
The Arch of Constantine was erected to commemorate Constantine's victory over Maxentius at the Battle of Milvian Bridge in 312 AD. This event is a highly important one for Christian history.
According to historians, the night before the battle Constantine had a vision. He saw the symbol of chi-rho (the first letters of "Christ" in Greek) - or the cross - in the sky with the words, "By this sign, conquer."
Facing an army larger than his , Constantine was happy to try anything. His soldiers carried the Christian symbol into battle, and he was victorious. Constantine adopted Christianity and declared the religion officially tolerated throughout the Roman Empire.
With Constantine's conversion, Christian persecution ended and the development of Christendom began. Thus, the event celebrated by the Arch of Constantine was a major turning point in the history of the western world
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This is the first part of the weather-lore rhyme:
Red sky at night; shepherd's delight,
Red sky in the morning; shepherd's warning...
The 'red sky at night' rhyme is more than an old wives' tale though and has some meteorological foundation - in England at least.
Sometimes the phrase involves sailors rather than shepherds - both have a more than usual interest in the weather!
The end of a beautiful day, saturated with fresh air, warm sun, visual joy and lots of good photography.
We had to drive fast from Padstow to get the sun in the right place, we were 'the original sunset-chasers', tee hee.
We made it in time, of course I have the 'by the second' disappearance of the sun into the sea, however it was the other beauty surrounding it that interested me most!
Like this afterglow, that panoply of stunning colours.
No time wasted to bring my tripod, so, just found myself a spot to sit, rested my elbows on my knees and held my breath...
I hope you get as much pleasure out of them as I do, M, (*_*)
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”My name is John Constantine. I’ve fought off countless demons, vampires, werewolves, jinn, ghosts and ghouls and many other things that go bump in the night. I’ve protected countless cities and towns all across the world from these threats. I’ve lost friends and acquaintances along the way but that hasn’t stopped me from doing what I do best. Many may say I’m the best at what I do but I know that’s a fat load of bollocks. Though it’s true I do many things better than most, to say I’m the best at monster hunting is a bloody misstep and sin in my book. No, there was one man greater than me. This man had me beat on so many things it was a shock when he left this world. Giovanni Zatara was the greatest magician known to man but to those that cared to crack open a book or go searching on the internet knew better. Giovanni, or John as I called him, spent his whole life devoting himself to studying and training in the ‘dark arts’ as many would call them. I always hated that phrase as it truly was a lie. These ‘dark arts’ aloud those with good intention to do good and to call them dark was wrong. Sure there were those that used the abilities as a way to maim others but the amount of those that used them for good were tenfold.
John was the best of those good guys. He knew every spell book, every incantation, every summoning and exercising ritual out there. He was a walking, talking encyclopedia of everything. My knowledge is but a fraction of what he knew. That’s why it was a shock to me when he died. John taught me everything I knew about sending demons back to where they came from. We were on a case about a man that was nailed to his wall. John summoned the demon. I tried to get him to send it back but he was just frozen. He stood there with a look of bewilderment as the demon slashed his chest open. He never made it to the hospital. The bloody spell I tried to use to heal him didn’t even work. Zatara just laid there and bled out. That’s not the way he deserved to go out.
It had been a month since John died when he appeared to me on my roof top. Still not entirely sure if it was really him or just the booze. No matter, I gave him my word as he took his dying breath that I would protect his daughter. She lives in Gotham City, a real far cry from a working city if you ask me. The bloody Batman can’t do bugger all to save this decrepit city from its ways. It’s a wonder that every innocent citizen hasn’t jumped the river to Metropolis by now. Guess it’s a money or pride thing to those that haven’t. Heck, it might even be because they truly think Batman is making a difference.
Anyways, John’s daughter lives in an apartment complex on the corner of Milton and Kane. As far as I can see it’s probably the nicest looking block in the whole city. Must be a safe zone or something. Zatanna lives in apartment sixty-four. The building is well kempt and there is only one homeless man sat outside it. That’s one for this building to the other building’s ten or eleven.
I make my way up to apartment sixty-four and knock on the door.
(Knock! Knock!)
I hear faint steps getting louder and then suddenly the peephole darkens. I smile and wave awkwardly as the light again shines through the peephole. A teenage girl opens the door and shyly looks at me.
”Hello, my name is John Constantine, I was a friend of your father’s…”
“My father? He died when I was a just a baby, why are you here?”
”Uh, can I come in, I’ve got some things I think you need to hear.” I say with a slight smile. She shrilly shakes her head no and frowns. ”Don’t worry, I’m not here to hurt you, I just need to talk to you a bit.”
I hear some footsteps from inside the room and then I’m met with the sight of a face I haven’t seen in ages.
”Sindella?”
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Technically a Halloween special, but not really... It's just a continuation on my Poorlynamed-Verse stories.
just going through some immages from the summer to soften these short winter nights. Gorgeous evening at Constantine Bay cornwall. Aug 17
Constantine, (The Great) born on March 17th 2014.
He is a Lagotto Romagnolo dog.
This is the only breed of dog that is officially recognized as specialized in truffle hunting.
Packed the gear up not really getting the shot I wanted. Was talking to a couple of surfers and this happened. Now why did I break the rule of not packing up untill 40 mins afte r sunset. Glad I hung around this certainly is glorious part of cornwall. Thanks for looking
Constantine Bay is a village and beach on the Atlantic coast of north Cornwall, England, United Kingdom. It is situated approximately three miles west of Padstow and is in the parish of St Merryn.
Constantine, (The Great) born on March 17th 2014.
He is a Lagotto Romagnolo dog.
This is the only breed of dog that is officially recognized as specialized in truffle hunting.
Constantine my beautiful city (Arabic: قسنطينة, Qusanṭīnah, also spelled Qasentina also spelled as Kasantina) is the capital of Constantine Province in north-eastern Algeria. It was the capital of the same-named French département until 1962. Slightly inland, it is about 80 kilometres from the Mediterranean coast, on the banks of Rhumel river. Regarded as the capital of eastern Algeria and the centre of its region, Constantine has a population of 448,374 (1,000,000 with the agglomeration), making it the third largest city in the country after Algiers and Oran. There are museums and important historical sites around the city (one of the most beautiful one is the Palais du Bey, in the casbah). It is often referred to as the "City of Bridges" due to the numerous picturesque bridges connecting the mountains the city is built on.
Cream and chocolate Constantines -so love the chocolate color!
This photo shoot went totally wrong :(, bad light... But I hope You can enjoy these bohemian feelings anyway :)
I usually only take photos of one doll at a time, so it was quite difficult for me to concentrate on two dolls at the same time. Somebody once asked me to do a group shot of all my BJD dolls... hmmm... I don't think I have the nerves to do that ;)
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This is the first part of the weather-lore rhyme:
Red sky at night; shepherd's delight,
Red sky in the morning; shepherd's warning...
The 'red sky at night' rhyme is more than an old wives' tale though and has some meteorological foundation - in England at least.
Sometimes the phrase involves sailors rather than shepherds - both have a more than usual interest in the weather!
The end of a beautiful day, saturated with fresh air, warm sun, visual joy and lots of good photography.
We had to drive fast from Padstow to get the sun in the right place, we were 'the original sunset-chasers', tee hee.
We made it in time, of course I have the 'by the second' disappearance of the sun into the sea, however it was the other beauty surrounding it that interested me most!
Like this afterglow, that panoply of stunning colours.
No time wasted to bring my tripod, so, just found myself a spot to sit, rested my elbows on my knees and held my breath...
I hope you get as much pleasure out of them as I do, M, (*_*)
For more: www.indigo2photography.com
IT IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN (BY LAW!!!) TO USE ANY OF MY image or TEXT on websites, blogs or any other media without my explicit permission. © All rights reserved
sunset, red, "Constantine Bay", silhouettes, rocks, islands, sea, seascape, sky, horizontal, Cornwall, colour, "Nikon D200", "Magda indigo"