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He was a cowboy, mister, and he loved the land. He loved it so much he
made a woman out of dirt and married her. But when he kissed her, she
disintegrated. Later, at the funeral, when the preacher said, "Dust to dust,"
some people laughed, and the cowboy shot them. At his hanging, he told
the others, "I'll be waiting for you in heaven--with a gun."
for superheroes and villains
Enlightenment breeds love.' Younus AlGohar, 'How to Curb Hatred Successfully'
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Sometimes it's all about the details: the textures, the lines, the lighting. Getting the angle just right, making sure the focus is spot on. Crossing your t's and dotting your I's or is it the grammar that matters the most? How much Photoshopping is going to be needed to recover a photo from the "What was" pile in order to it into a "What is." Art is subject, random, and commonly misunderstood. That is why, today for day 100 I opted for a photo of a brick wall. While it's hard to understand why the brinks play any importance in my life. I know that it's the photo I chose, kind of like the life I live. I decided in January 2009 to undertake the 365 project, and as the months turned to years and so on; I don't care it's going to never end... (365 forever and ever after!) When life gives you a brick wall, don't rush head first, stand back and admire the bricks for the neat concise order. Lined up perfectly, each shadow in tune with the next. I know that life isn't always perfect, but such is the way it goes.
The 100 Best Novels
1. ATLAS SHRUGGED by Ayn Rand
2. THE FOUNTAINHEAD by Ayn Rand
3. BATTLEFIELD EARTH by L. Ron Hubbard
4. THE LORD OF THE RINGS by J.R.R. Tolkien
5. TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD by Harper Lee
6. 1984 by George Orwell
7. ANTHEM by Ayn Rand
8. WE THE LIVING by Ayn Rand
9. MISSION EARTH by L. Ron Hubbard
10. FEAR by L. Ron Hubbard
11. ULYSSES by James Joyce
12. CATCH-22 by Joseph Heller
13. THE GREAT GATSBY by F. Scott Fitzgerald
14. DUNE by Frank Herbert
15. THE MOON IS A HARSH MISTRESS by Robert Heinlein
16. STRANGER IN A STRANGE LAND by Robert Heinlein
17. A TOWN LIKE ALICE by Nevil Shute
18. BRAVE NEW WORLD by Aldous Huxley
19. THE CATCHER IN THE RYE by J.D. Salinger
20. ANIMAL FARM by George Orwell
21. GRAVITY'S RAINBOW by Thomas Pynchon
22. THE GRAPES OF WRATH by John Steinbeck
23. SLAUGHTERHOUSE FIVE by Kurt Vonnegut
24. GONE WITH THE WIND by Margaret Mitchell
25. LORD OF THE FLIES by William Golding
26. SHANE by Jack Schaefer
27. TRUSTEE FROM THE TOOLROOM by Nevil Shute
28. A PRAYER FOR OWEN MEANY by John Irving
29. THE STAND by Stephen King
30. THE FRENCH LIEUTENANT'S WOMAN by John Fowles
31. BELOVED by Toni Morrison
32. THE WORM OUROBOROS by E.R. Eddison
33. THE SOUND AND THE FURY by William Faulkner
34. LOLITA by Vladimir Nabokov
35. MOONHEART by Charles de Lint
36. ABSALOM, ABSALOM! by William Faulkner
37. OF HUMAN BONDAGE by W. Somerset Maugham
38. WISE BLOOD by Flannery O'Connor
39. UNDER THE VOLCANO by Malcolm Lowry
40. FIFTH BUSINESS by Robertson Davies
41. SOMEPLACE TO BE FLYING by Charles de Lint
42. ON THE ROAD by Jack Kerouac
43. HEART OF DARKNESS by Joseph Conrad
44. YARROW by Charles de Lint
45. AT THE MOUNTAINS OF MADNESS by H.P. Lovecraft
46. ONE LONELY NIGHT by Mickey Spillane
47. MEMORY AND DREAM by Charles de Lint
48. TO THE LIGHTHOUSE by Virginia Woolf
49. THE MOVIEGOER by Walker Percy
50. TRADER by Charles de Lint
51. THE HITCHHIKER'S GUIDE TO THE GALAXY by Douglas Adams
52. THE HEART IS A LONELY HUNTER by Carson McCullers
53. THE HANDMAID'S TALE by Margaret Atwood
54. BLOOD MERIDIAN by Cormac McCarthy
55. A CLOCKWORK ORANGE by Anthony Burgess
56. ON THE BEACH by Nevil Shute
57. A PORTRAIT OF THE ARTIST AS A YOUNG MAN by James Joyce
58. GREENMANTLE by Charles de Lint
59. ENDER'S GAME by Orson Scott Card
60. THE LITTLE COUNTRY by Charles de Lint
61. THE RECOGNITIONS by William Gaddis
62. STARSHIP TROOPERS by Robert Heinlein
63. THE SUN ALSO RISES by Ernest Hemingway
64. THE WORLD ACCORDING TO GARP by John Irving
65. SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES by Ray Bradbury
66. THE HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE by Shirley Jackson
67. AS I LAY DYING by William Faulkner
68. TROPIC OF CANCER by Henry Miller
69. INVISIBLE MAN by Ralph Ellison
70. THE WOOD WIFE by Terri Windling
71. THE MAGUS by John Fowles
72. T HE DOOR INTO SUMMER by Robert Heinlein
73. ZEN AND THE ART OF MOTORCYCLE MAINTENANCE by Robert Pirsig
74. I, CLAUDIUS by Robert Graves
75. THE CALL OF THE WILD by Jack London
76. AT SWIM-TWO-BIRDS by Flann O'Brien
77. FARENHEIT 451 by Ray Bradbury
78. ARROWSMITH by Sinclair Lewis
79. WATERSHIP DOWN by Richard Adams
80. NAKED LUNCH by William S. Burroughs
81. THE HUNT FOR RED OCTOBER by Tom Clancy
82. GUILTY PLEASURES by Laurell K. Hamilton
83. THE PUPPET MASTERS by Robert Heinlein
84. IT by Stephen King
85. V. by Thomas Pynchon
86. DOUBLE STAR by Robert Heinlein
87. CITIZEN OF THE GALAXY by Robert Heinlein
88. BRIDESHEAD REVISITED by Evelyn Waugh
89. LIGHT IN AUGUST by William Faulkner
90. ONE FLEW OVER THE CUCKOO'S NEST by Ken Kesey
91. A FAREWELL TO ARMS by Ernest Hemingway
92. THE SHELTERING SKY by Paul Bowles
93. SOMETIMES A GREAT NOTION by Ken Kesey
94. MY ANTONIA by Willa Cather
95. MULENGRO by Charles de Lint
96. SUTTREE by Cormac McCarthy
97. MYTHAGO WOOD by Robert Holdstock
98. ILLUSIONS by Richard Bach
99. THE CUNNING MAN by Robertson Davies
100. THE SATANIC VERSES by Salman Rushdie
i've been pondering the "identity" aspect of the may scavenger hunt. it's the one that has most eluded me and most intrigued me. i said on the scavenger hunt thread that i found it very difficult because it is at once limited and infinite. to try to depict identity - especially my own identity - in one photograph is a daunting task.
but today, i walked through the living room and caught sight of my big yarn basket, full of colorful yarn just waiting to become something. and i realized that was something that i could use for identity - my identity.
the yarn in this basket is every color i could get my h ands on. i was planning to make granny squares and i wanted them to be colorful. it's a 100% wool (all natural, no synthetics) yarn called "lima" and is made by hjertegarn.dk. that means it's all real and natural, nothing fake about it (except maybe the color). the yarn resides there in its basket on a shelf in the living room - it's beautiful as it is, but also contains pure potential for creativity - it is ready to be transformed at any moment, should inspiration strike, but is quite all right as it is. i think i can get on board with that for identity.
I've been meditating on the word "resolved" and permutations thereof (resolution, resolute, solve, salve, resound, etc....)
I started to scribble a list of resolutions: improve time management, stop staying up all night, love myself, cook more & take out less, draft & stick to a budget, take the dog for longer walks, drink more water, read a few pages for pleasure every day, get to the bottom of some pesky health problems, eat breakfast, set boundaries with work, identify my next move, exercise more often, keep in better touch with far away friends, be less of a perfectionist, follow-through on the promises I make to myself... ... ...
... But when I started to go onto the 2nd page, I realized that I was setting myself up to fail. I stared at my list for a while, looking to make a forest out of the trees. After squinting and sighing, it hit me, all I really need to do is be mindful. I've got to be clear about what I want & make sure that my actions are bringing me closer to -- not further from -- my desires.
Why am I telling you all this? Well, as a part of being mindful, I suspect that my Flickr habits will (or, at least, ought to) change. I'll still be commenting & posting most every day. And I will still look forward to being inspired by you all the time. But I anticipate logging in fewer times a day. Keeping the addiction in check will make me more mindful about how I spend my time, more efficient at work, & more balanced. So, if I don't comment on your photos right away, please don't think I've forgotten about you -- it just may take me a few hours/days to make the rounds. But I'll be well hydrated and on budget. ;)
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4795 Hector Goldsborough
"Comrades of the Great Adventure"
The months of August and September 1915 were particularly busy for the young lads of Goldsbrough families, with John Joseph close cousin from Eastwood NSW, Milton, Hector and not forgetting Robert Erickson (family friend from Manly), all enlisting in the cause within days or a couple of weeks of each other, mostly at the Liverpool Depot.
From a family of twelve which included six brothers, Hector was the first in four of William Frederick Goldsbrough's sons to volunteer. Hector was destined to create a precedent and signature pattern of behaviour and attitude for subsequent enlisted sibling Goldsborough's, for soon after, suffering from some form of indecision or a confused sense of loyalty..........he went AWL from the Cootamundra Training Battalion. On the Western Front he was also convicted with accounts for AWL and not reporting for shift.
On the 30th of March 1916 he was officially listed as a Deserter and a Warrant issued in Australia for his arrest. In the interim Hector's conscience must have weighed heavily, his sense of partiotism, duty and "Call to Arms" bade him to re-enlist in the service to King and Country on the 22nd of November 1915.
Hector died of wounds on the 4th of April 1917, the outstanding Warrant for his apprehension at home however, remained in force and was not offiically withdrawn until the 30th of January 1919. It would appear Army Records did not detect the co-incidence of the two enlistments due to the fact, on his first application there was no Service No. (4795) assigned him on the documentation. This may indicate he absented himself prior to formal Attestation.
"Died of Wounds"
3rd Eschelon report: AIF Headquarters 15.1.18
Wounded in Action 2.4.17
Adm 15th Fld. Amb. g.s.w. chest and trans to C.C.Stn. 2.4.17
Adm 3rd C.C. 3.4.17 g.s.w. abdomen penetrating
Died of wounds at 3rd Cas. Cl St. France 4.4.17
Buried at Pozieres British Cemetery 11372G.
Errata: Hector may have been on strength with 3 Platoon, not 4 Pltn as previously thought.
Australian Red Cross - Missing and Wounded
Selected individual eyewitness accounts and first hand statements (below) by members of the same battalion who were present in the final days of Hector's demise. Worth noting, these recounts were dictated at a date sometimes many months later than the event, by in many instances diggers who themselves were convalescent from battle wounds or trauma, in various Military Hospitals both in France and England.
Present with Hector on that fateful morning were:
Privates Barlow, Clune (KIA 21 July 1918), Gibbon and L/Cpl Bell. Other known Gunners in Hector's section include 2143 Pte J.T. Brennan, and 2166 Pte H. Brown.
Co-incidental as it may be, 2170 Pte John Alfred Gibbon (above) age 32 years, enlisted with the same intake as brother 2173 Roy Goldsbrough on the 21/22 of March at Liverpool. John’s occupation is listed as an Orchard Manager from Wingello near Camden NSW. Gibbon was later to be critically injured at Ypres in Belgium on the 8th October 1917 with a shell wound to the left arm, necessitating amputation at a Canadian Field Hospital. Invalidity assessed as TPI, he returned to Australia on 22nd March 1918. Died, Bowral in 1962.
2174 Pte. Geoffrey Tite Goodman age 21 from Camden, a mechanic and another of the eyewitness informants on Hectors Red Cross records, also enlisted on this day.
We draw your attention here to the close consecutive sequence of the AIF Service Numbers for those mentioned above, to Hector's brother Roy . 2143, 2166, 2170, 2172, 2173 and 2174!
Front Line Accounts
2170 Pte Gibbon, 56th Battn
"He was on the same gun with me on April 2nd when we made our hop over at Louverval. He got hit in the arm and said to me........ I've got a blighty one; I'm off, take the gun".
2616 Pte H. S. Brown, A Coy
"I saw him wounded at Louverval. He was shot through the chest by a sniper and I saw him walk away to the dressing station, which was about 1/2 a mile distant".
2219 Pte S. S. Maynard
"H. Goldsbrough was wounded at Louverval on the 2nd April in the morning. I think he was shot through the lung. He died two days later at the D.S. at Pozieres. I did not see him but I got this information from his brother Roy who was with him at the time. Roy came out with the same Re-enf. as I did and I knew him well".
4750 Corpl. A.R. Charlton, A Coy
"He was hit hard early in the morning of the 2nd (April) in the attack and walked out of the trench to go to the C.C.S. and I cannot say what happened to him after that".
Corpl. Alan Roy Charlton also gives a report on the death of brother Roy for the 16th of May at Bullecourt. He witnessed both incidents. Alan Charlton enlisted (aged 18 years) within a week of Hector, both 4th Battalion 15th Re-inforcements, they embarked Sydney 8th March 1916 on troop ship HMAT "The Star of England."
Alan a brickmaker, was born in Bourke NSW 1897 to parents Edward Burns and Elizabeth. The family later moved to Princes Road, Auburn. One of seven children he died at Newtown in 1959. There are no records to indicate he ever married nor dependents.
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"I've got a blighty one....."
A Blighty wound -- a wound serious enough to require recuperation away from the trenches but not serious enough to kill or maim the victim -- was hoped for by many, and sometimes self-inflicted. So-called 'Blighty wounds' were generally considered desirable among British and Commonwealth troops who had found themselves serving in the front lines for any extended period of time. 'Old Blighty' was a colloquial term for mother England, so the inference was they may be returned to their homeland for respite.
Reviewing other statements from the Red Cross archives concerning Hectors fate after being wounded, we can draw two conclusions. He remained in the lines until it was safe to make his own way out to seek medical assistance later in the morning. Or, did he struggle to the Dressing Station at Doignies (which was about 1/2 mile distant), now secured by the 55th Battalion as part of the same attack. Was he taken by the Field Ambulance Brigades to Baupame then Pozieres where the Casualty Clearing Station and field operating theatres were positioned.
Irrespective, we doubt whether Hector will have survived this injury, being shot through the chest or lung he probably drowned in his own blood eventually, very quickly succumed to septicaemia or peritonitis from internal bleeding. At least one account mentions his brother Roy visiting Hector at the CCS. News may have traveled down the lines of A-Company very quickly, informing Roy of his brother's wounding, where Roy may have then taken leave, after the battalion was stood down for rest after the Louverval attack either on the same or next day. Roy may have been in the company of Hector towards his final hours at the bedside.
For the next chapter on Hector's fate and the 56th Battalion, go here
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Link will direct you to the AWM and C.E.W. Bean's account for Louverval, where Hector was mortally wounded, and chapters on "The Taking of the Outpost Villages". Read the whole entry of 47 pages or go to (pdf) page 16 , more pertinent for the Louverval attack (view, or right - click save). www.awm.gov.au/cms_images/histories/5/chapters/07.pdf
Summary of AIF service
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The Goldsborough Family in Australia
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it takes courage to grow up and turn out to be who you really are. e.e. cummings
I feel like this quote just fits the day, between volunteering back at the aquarium for the first time this year, and the message at church today, which centered around the question: "Why are you here?" Not like on Earth, but in the place you're at in life...thought provoking stuff!
I'm such a terrible decision-maker, so every time there is a fork in the road I draw out the process of choosing...either by making a pros-cons list or just some good old fashioned procrastination. Sometimes you just gotta be brave and make a move!
I am not back....not yet......Life's diktat, for the time being, is to stay miles away from photography.
What I have always found a bit intriguing is how frequently people manage to give their surroundings a miss and loose themselves in their own little world. Time, place, work, hardships and the all pervading chaos around us all set aside, we still manage to indulge in the momentary luxury of finding a wee bit of time for ourselves and our thoughts.
Just a little while back this guy was hawking at the top of his voice....high on his agenda was wrapping up the days business with a flurry of sales.......
And a little while later, quite abruptly, he was lost in the depths of something that made everything else around him irrelevant.
Anytime anywhere on the streets, one finds numerous examples of this sort......
What makes someone forget his or her priorities??? what makes someone oblivious of even business and livelihood....even momentarily???
How does the focus blur into a momentary trance???
Today Tre Ponders the pros and cons of having a furry roommate.. but then swiftly switches to the healing power of Touch and the effects on parasympathetic and sympathetic nervous system as well as the increase of Positive hormones and neurotransmitters . He wonders if Humans really know and appreciate this simple form of love and healing. ( He does know that Mommy knows. ;) )
Thank you Temari09 for the use of your frame overlay. www.flickr.com/photos/34053291@N05/5405153185/
Quote of the Day from 'The Religion of God (Divine Love)' by His Divine Eminence RA Gohar Shahi (thereligionofgod.com/). 'Those who just verbally proclaim and say, "I love you," are merely bluffing.'
After an afternoon of looking at too many mid-XXth century science and technology ads, this option for the "Design is..." playoff came together.
The typeface is Priest Condensed, from FoundFontsâ„¢.
looking through the many versions of this shot, this time I liked this one better .....
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God & Man
1. Forgive yourself.
Forgive yourself for all that you have done wrong thus far. For the friends you left behind, for the jobs you left, for the people you mistreated, for everything that weighs you down. Forgive yourself for being human.
2. Let go of the past.
Let go of the... - #Stories
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Re-upload of my previous photo, I wasn't totally satisfied with the results of the last one so I spent some more time on it. This is a composite of 3 photos, one for the foreground, one for the stars, and one for the star trails. The star trails are from a previous photo of mine,
Edited in photoshop and lightroom.
A world traveler standing and thinking in Svalbard.
As a reminder, keep in mind that this picture is available only for non-commercial use and that visible attribution is required. If you'd like to use this photo outside these terms, please contact me ahead of time to arrange for a paid license.
Child photography is my passion and I like to catch them unaware when they are lost in their own thoughts. I often wonder what go through their minds?