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Farfalla del genere "Caligo" detta anche occhio di gufo per il disegno sulle ali, che ricorda quelli del volatile.
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Butterfly of the genus "Caligo" also called owl's eye for the design on the wings, which recalls those of the bird.
scattata per la Supercoppa Fotografica del gruppo "Campionato di Fotografia".
Tema: "Inizia con la lettera... B"
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هذه رسالة إليك يا الله ..
لن يحملها سعاة بريد، ولن يوصلها إليك الرسل المنتشرين بين السماء والأرض..
هذه رسالة إليك مباشرة.. بلا وسطاء ..
يا الله..
لم تكن المرة الأولى التي أشعربك قريبا إلى حد أن تحيط بي، وأن أكون في عينك، وما استغربتُ أن تفتح الأبواب لصلواتي التي ما فتئتُ أرفعها إليك منذ أن تشعبت بي الطرق، وغدا اختيار أحدها موتا لا مهرب منه.
كلما حذفتَ من أمامي خيارا، وقلصتَ مساحات الحيرة المترامية، آمنتُ بك أكثر، وآمنتُ بأن دربي الذي أسير فيه صحيح، لأن ما من أحد غيرك يستطيع أن يتدخل في اللحظات الأخيرة، ليحول بيني وبين ملك الموت.
اليوم كنت أبكي، وكانت عشرات الوجوه في المرايا الصغيرة الموزعة على جدار السلّم المهجور.. تبكي معي، ساكبة دمعها في قلبي، وبينما أنا أحاول صنع دعوات تليق لأرفعها إليك، مضت تلك الوجوه الكثيرة تتوسل إليك يا الله أن تلهمني نورا أسترشد به قبل أن يحيق بي الظلام.
كنتُ أعرف يا الله أنك لن تتركني، وأنك ستكون معي كما تفعل دائما، لكن أن تقف بعتبة بابي، وتغمر روحي بالماء دون سابق إلهام، فهذا ما لم أخطط له، ولم تكن سجداتي المكرسة للدعاء تطلبه، أو تطمح إليه..
أنا هنا يا الله، مجردة من كل شيء، إلا من مطر ينهمر من سمائك، ومن شكر لا يليق إلا بك، ولا أفيك رغم كل ذلك.
شكرا لك يا الله، لأني في كل مرة أحاول الصعود إليك، تنزل إليّ، وتهمس في أذني: “لستِ وحدكِ” .. وما كنتُ يوما وحدي يا الله.. وأنت معي..
i write like a kid! and have hello kitty paper... lawl.
The guidelines to Flickr Tag:
Write down the following items...
1. Your name and your flickr name
2. Are you right or left handed?
3. Favorite letters to write
4. Least favorite letters to write
5. Write out the sentence, "The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog"
6. The names of the six of your flickr contacts that you'll be tagging
Everything Is Illuminated
I always liked this part of the book.
I'm sorry for the horrible photos lately. Yesterday when I tried taking photos my tripod broke and today my camera fell about five times while trying to take photos so I didn't get anything at all, except for this ugly thing. It's like the universe is against me taking photos. I need a new tripod, like now.
I don't do resolutions but as part of the personal development side of karate we are encouraged to write down our goals. Here are mine for 2011. I need to make time for all these things, which are all things for me, but i'm going to be quite busy!
Happy New Year to you all!
Some years ago the Folio Society made us an offer we absolutely couldn't refuse. In return for renewing our membership and buying the requisite number of books (4) they gave us this free:
www.rsc.org.uk/shop/item/10060-norton-facsimile-of-the-fi...
This year we have been watching lots of television Shakespeare because it it 400 years since he died, and I have been meaning to get the huge book out and open it up and browse. Yesterday I began.
I am part of a flickr project/flickr group called "The Co Curators' Resource" (see the group concept here: www.flickr.com/groups/curatorsresource/)
I am in the process of curating Irina Souiki's collection of excellent photos. The way I do things, it helps me to immerse myself in looking at her photos all the through - every photo in her stream, then step back and get some perspective from the images. Today, while snarfing espresso and a bagel at a local coffee house (not Starbucks!) I thought I'd write some of my initial impressions and thoughts in my sketchbook ... and along with that made some sketches, from memory, of some of her photos that had really stuck with me. I was trying to find a common thread or concept that I could focus on for the curating project. It's going to take another visit to her photostream before I can come up with my final long list. Then comes the short list. Then trying to write something meaningful about each photo I choose.
I'm having fun getting to know Irina through her photos, understanding her approach to photography and trying to articulate my responses to her imagery. It's a challenge. I hope through this process, to gain some perspective on my own artwork and photography.
This is part of the set, Co-curating Process here:
May our compassionate Lord bless,strengthen ,heal ,and provide for all who need strength,healing ,and provision that only He can grant.In Jesus Name!
Please listen for a moment.
Business card signed by San Quentin Prison Warden, Clinton T. Duffy, 1943. He was the author of 88 Men and 2 Women, the story of the people who died in the Gas Chamber while he was warden. The person he was allowing to have a visit did win their appeal, and was released.
Tung-min was born to an ordinary farming family in the Japanese colony of Taiwan.
He was educated in Taichung in 1922. He was graduated in the Sun Yat-sen University in 1928.
Afterwards, he became a columnist in Hong Kong and Guangzhou.
His brother, Shieh Min-chu is the president of Shih Chien University.
March 24, 13:30 - 17:00, 2012.
Organiazer / Shih Chien University, Department of Communications Design
Sponsor / CGCG, Engine Studios, Gemhorn Inc.
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We don´t need to know all the details in the Gaza-Palestine-Israel-conflict to know that what is happening there now is WRONG WRONG WRONG. People have tried before us, and some of us have tried before - still - don´t let apathy rule, don´t let war and violence and evilness win. Give peace a chance, do something!!!!!
Videresender melding fra Mads G. i Gaza... De fleste har vel fått den nå?: De bombet det sentrale grønnsakmarkedet i Gaza by for to timer siden. 80 skadde, 20 drept, alt kom hit til Shifa. Hades! Vi vasser i død. blod og amputanter. Masse barn. Gravid kvinne. Jeg har aldri opplevd noe så fryktelig. Nå hører vi tanks. Fortell videre, send videre, rop det videre. Alt. GJØR NOE! GJØR MER! Vi lever i historieboka nå, alle! Mads G, 3.1.09 13:50, Gaza, Palestina
And was a serious Excel jockey.
Compare to this.
Without the spatialization of the data, e.g. the abstracted map that Minard uses, the gains in troop numbers during Napoleon's retreat as his ranks re-join are completely inexplicable.
Score one for visualization!
*Inspired by a conversation with Marco Steinberg
One of my favorite quotes from Soupy. A lot of people find pop punk to be a silly genre of music, and they find no point in getting so interested in it. But I turned to The Wonder Years and tons of other pop punk bands when my life was really fucked up and low. It's this time of music that kept me alive for so long, because this music means something. It means something to the musicians and the fans that adore it. This quote pretty much sums up every reason why I love pop punk so fucking much.
I was invited to contribute to an anthology; two of my short stories (edited for space) have now been "published"... First time! Available on Amazon for $8.96. amzn.com/1500314447
- Chia tay ^^
- Em mất anh :)
- Anh bước...
- Em ngước...
Bỏ lại những nguyện ước cùng vết xước trong tim :|
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- Bất giác Em thấy lạnh . . .
- Là do cơn mưa dài không tạnh . . .
- Hay do sự hiu quạnh khi thiếu vắng một người :)
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. . . Rất nản cái cảm giác. . .
- Cùng 1 vết thương mà đau đến nhiều lần. . .
- Buồn vì những thứ đang diễn ra. . .
- Lại bất an khi nghĩ về những thứ sẽ tới. . .
- Và chẳng mạnh mẽ như bề ngoài vốn có. . .
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- Đời Đắng nhiều hơn Ngọt. . .
- Đi từ từ mà Ngã vẫn rất Đau. . :)
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Nhiều lúc em thiết nghĩ, tại sao lại khiến trái tim yêu thương nhiều đến thế.......
Tại sao phải yêu và dành cảm xúc yêu cho một người..
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Dù rằng người em yêu luôn làm em rơi nước mắt...
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- Em mệt khi cứ phải gồng mình lên mạnh mẽ. :)
- Em mệt khi cứ phải cười dù chỉ muốn nhắm mắt lại và ngừng nghĩ suy. :)
- Em mệt khi phải giấu trong mình bao nhiêu cảm xúc. :)
- Và Em mệt khi cứ phải nghĩ cho người khác trog khi. :)
- Em cũng đang bị tổn thương Anh à. :)
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This is my photo for the 52 in 2016 Challenge - #37 Letters.
When we were clearing out my late brother's unit, I found his old autograph book from 1962 when he would have been 12 years old. I wrote a poem when I was 14 years old -
"Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I was born beautiful,
What happened to you"
My father wrote -
"Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Carrots are nice,
And so are you"
My mother wrote on the last page -
"By hook or by crook,
I'll be last in your book"
Memories that will last forever.