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It depends of kind of organism you are...trees could be a whole universe, a toothpick or a toilet paper.
Seul anisoptère entièrement rouge, y compris les pattes, ce qui n'est pas le cas des sympétrums de notre région, le mâle adulte de crocothémis écarlate
(Crocothemis erythraea) est aisément reconnaissable. Son abdomen est large et plat vu de dessus, il parait déprimé vu de profil.
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Only anisopteran entirely red, including the legs, which is not the case of sympermums of our region, the adult male of crocothemis scarlet
(Crocothemis erythraea) is easily recognizable. His abdomen is wide and flat seen from above, he seems depressed in profile.
Dress:Mon Cheri - Foxxy Dress @Dubai
Clutch:Mon Cheri - Foxxy Clutch @Dubai
Heels:Mon Cheri - Foxxy Heels @Dubai
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.... where THE BIRDS are.
The photo was taken two days ago. It was a rather grey day, just like most of the days this winter. The sun struggled to break through the clouds but most of the time didn't succeed. It was a day with a lot of bird activity, though, and they kept Linus busy. Today the weather is even more disppointing, no sun at all, even THE BIRDS are depressed and stay hidden.
This is my second instalment for the CPTSD collection, the purpose of this is to highlight not only the cruelty of constant name calling, but just how it sticks in the mind. Even as I typed, printed and stuck these all over the wall, the memories come back. School bullies, toxic relationships, toxic family members, internet trolls, tyrannical bosses, the list goes on and on. One thing is for sure, bullying, in no matter what format it may occur, you never forget it.
Now you're probably wondering about the mask, well, this photo nails two aspects in one, not only bullying in the form of name calling and/or put downs, but also a type of coping mechanism. As a way to handle the constant onslaught of verbal abuse, a young mind such as a child, will adopt a idiosyncratic identity, like a virtual character mask, i.e. act like a clown anyway and the real identity beneath is protected; but of course this has a huge back firing aspect, the true identity behind and the coping mechanism are all one and the same thing, bullies also then start to see you more so as the clown/freak they think you already are, so in essence, you become what they perceive you as, and the bullying just gets worse.
And of course, when you act like a clown, no one really takes you seriously when you complain about said bullying, as many now see you as the instigator, even though it was designed to help cope with it all, but the question remains, how the bloody hell is a bullied child supposed to explain that?!
I hope everyone is well and as always, thank you. :)
PS: been a bit slow putting up new material as I have been dealing with yet another episode of depression this week. Urgh! Which will more than likely be the subject of my next photo.
Wenn an der nächsten Ecke
Wieder nur derselbe
Graue und auch blaue
Trauerflor in dir fest steckt
Flaue und arg maue
Alltags-Chor der Garstigkeit
Alle Freude nur erstickt
Dann wehr dich!
Conway Scenic 1751 (ex-C&O GP9) shuffles around the small yard at Crawford’s in Carroll, NH. 1751 is running a small work train consisting of a flatcar and a depressed flatcar with an excavator on it.
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When routine bites hard
And ambitions are low
And resentment rides high
But emotions won't grow
And we're changing our ways
Taking different roads
Darkness fills every space in his mind. Numbness has long since replaced the happiness and laughter. Shadows lurk all around hanging on like an early morning mist. Light enters only occasionally bringing with it the yearning for the sun to warm his face. He knows he is in trouble. He doesn't need to be told.
The fog was there before he realized it. It was everywhere and then there was nothing.....Nothing except for the endless falling. If he feels anything, he feels trapped unable to remove the haze and the inability to care. He once prayed for the sun to take away the darkness and give him the ability to feel again, but that was in the early stages. Now, he doesn't feel anything. The demons that once bombarded him are now gone, or at least stepped aside long enough for the cold to take their place.
The doctors tell him that he is ill. The kind of illness no one talks about. The kind of illness where people make jokes about him and whispers behind his back. The kind of illness that brings shame to his family. The kind of illness no one wants. But, he has "it." Whatever "it" is. He has been diagnosed with....a depressed mind.
Not sure of the name, but someone said it was a "Blue Poppy" and so i assumed that's what they meant.....Longwood Gardens, PA
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Libellula depressa at our garden pond.
I was trying the OM3 (Test&Wow) and it worked great on that, also the 300mm f/4 is an ideal lens for insects at this distance of 1-2m
"...in the bedroom and all around."
Inspiration: It Must Have Been Love - Roxette
Pose: Caress Poses - Cigarettes Pose and Cigarette
Photo Platform: Holodeck at Starbase 39-Sierra
Platform: Black Dragon Viewer
Boxer Shorts:RIOT / Dimitri Boxer Briefs - Black
(c) michael fellner 2010 all rights reserved
Reading cultural studies train stations are often referred to as the cathedrals of the 19th and 20th century. Impressive structures of steal, marble and glass giving open space to new horizons. People seem tiny but full of passions: Movement and standing still, departure and arrival, love and tragedy all at the same time. Yes, I love train stations and I like taking pictures there: www.flickr.com/photos/mfellnerphoto/sets/72157622767509898/ My working place is directly opposite Munich’s train station and so I am there almost every day and I really enjoy the thrilling atmosphere.
On Flickr you find a lot of pictures of trains and train stations. Two absolute professionals I would like to introduce to you: First is Toni from Zurich, Switzerland. He is a master of perfection, light and speed and even develops his own special equipment to capture it. He likes his country, especially the world famous Matterhorn www.flickr.com/photos/toniphotos/sets/72157616254791791/ and his hometown Zurich www.flickr.com/photos/toniphotos/sets/72057594095664232/ But he has many other subjects like stairs www.flickr.com/photos/toniphotos/sets/72157608362476329/ , driving through tunnels www.flickr.com/photos/toniphotos/sets/72157594527812711/ , and churches www.flickr.com/photos/toniphotos/sets/72157607376417847/ . But among his top favorites are- as I told you - trains and train stations: www.flickr.com/photos/toniphotos/sets/72157594153147368/ , www.flickr.com/photos/toniphotos/sets/72157600038964283/
The second photographer is Philippe from Andrésy, France. His special talent is it to show us the moving and waiting, depressed and overjoyed people in the train stations. One masterpiece he posted lately is this one: www.flickr.com/photos/44582052@N07/4390834142/. Like me he also loves shadows and silhouettes: www.flickr.com/photos/44582052@N07/4327621439/in/set-7215... , www.flickr.com/photos/44582052@N07/4131174849/in/set-7215... . And here is his amazing latest hits album: www.flickr.com/photos/44582052@N07/sets/72157623378100115/.
So Toni and Philippe keep it up. Maybe next holidays you both can buy an Interrail ticket and travel and capture the world of European train stations for us!!!
P.S.: On this picture you can see a TGV. Since last year it is possible to travel from Munich to Paris via TGV. But to take a picture you really have to get up early because it departs at 6.20 a.m.
finally an analog picture again. In the last few months I've had too much on my mind ... despite Corona. Well - new year, new luck. Let's see how the Yashica is doing.
Yashica Mat
Fomapan 100
Caffenol RS
Digby the Duck was wandering lonely unlike a cloud
after he found that, after robbing the
banking system,
unlike a well suited executive,
he was being chased by unknown authorities,
and the money he gave his lover
and life partner, Igby,
was spent on a transexual operation,
which wasn't his concern,
but the hormones Igby took
changed him
in ways unbelieveable and
unexpected.