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I really have been slacking on uploading photos. No inspiration. >.< But here's a photo attempt of one of those really cheesy scrabble pictures! I really hate grain.
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August 28, 1963 - "I have a dream..."
August 28, 2017 - Still Dreaming...
(mural by Mario Torero - Toledo, OH 2014)
I had the most incredible dream last night, and like most of my dreams, it seemed very real. Since I can remember I've had the most vivid dreams. I often replay them back to Mum or Dad in a lot of detail. Sometimes they impact my mood when I wake up. This one shook me up quite a bit when I woke up this morning.
(I may have dreamt this from watching too much Ghost Whisperer haha)
October 12th 2011.
I was in a car accident or something along those lines. First thing I remember is that I was in a hospital and I was watching myself on the hospital bed. I then watched myself stop breathing and I knew I had passed away. All of a sudden I wasn’t watching myself anymore, I was leaving my body. I was extremely dizzy and disorientated, and I couldn’t keep my balance at first. I staggered through a doorway towards a doctor, I was yelling at him not to do a lumbar procedure to bring me back. This doesn’t make sense because a lumbar procedure is to do with the spine, not the lungs or heart. For some reason in my mind I was picturing something being stabbed into my throat/airways and a tube being put in there. Anyway, somehow the doctor heard me and said “okay I won’t”. I then see Toby, he is a beautiful dark golden colour and his fur is remarkably soft. He comes up to me and I give him a pat and a kiss on his head. The next thing I know I’m at my own funeral. People that I hadn’t seen in ages are there. People are everywhere. I see Mum, Dad and Al (my younger brother), and I follow them down a path towards the building. They are all in tears and looked very overwhelmed. I start yelling “Mum...I’m here!”...”Dad...Dad can you hear me!?” But they couldn’t. I am feeling very frustrated by this. As they walk into the building I touch the back of Al’s right shoulder two or three times. He puts his left hand over his shoulder and scratches his back. He felt it! I keep seeing people that I haven’t seen in a long time, and then there are strangers. I am now in the building, it’s not a church but there are bench rows as well as tables and chairs. There are photographs of me everywhere, and candles, there are lots of candles. I see my Grandma sitting on a bench by herself. No one can see me. All of a sudden someone says through a microphone, “this was Elyse’s favourite song”, and music starts playing. I’m not even sure what song it was. It was a punk-rock sort of song. I see one of my friends get up and start dancing and jumping around. I join her, not that she could see me. Then I’m not sure what happened but I was somewhere else. I had become separated from everyone, and I was trying to find the church that everyone had gone to. After a while of feeling incredibly frustrated I thought to myself ‘hey, you’re a spirit, you can just think of where you want to go and you’ll be there’. So that’s what I did and before I knew it I was with Mum, Dad, and some people who I didn’t know, but I wasn’t in the church, I was in someone’s house. I was standing in the middle of all of them and started yelling to see if they could hear me this time. They could! But they could not see me. I was very pleased by this. I don’t remember what was said but the next thing I knew I was at home. Toby was there, although no one seemed to be able to see him except me. He was lying on the couch as if he was still living there. When he saw me he jumped off the couch and came towards me. I gave him a hug. Before I knew it I am somewhere else again. Mum and Dad, and some others were sitting at picnic benches. I looked around and I seemed to be in a valley somewhere. That’s what it felt like. I could see vineyards. I looked out at the valley and it hit me, I was really dead, I was not here anymore. It was so hard to comprehend, but I knew.
Then I woke up, feeling very overwhelmed and strange.
I felt as though I had left my body at some point during the night and gone on this adventure!
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I wonder if that's what really happens when you die...
Who knows...
yes..this kozhikode beach,has stood witness to ma small feet learning to walk..the days when i couldn’t walk without holdling onto my dad’s hands,then it saw me building castles on its sand,then..it saw me beginning to notice the sunset..and then rush to the lion’s park..then it saw me with my friends celebrating after our exams..it saw me in mamas n pappas,it saw me going home in school bus..then…it saw me as a young girl,with the man of her dreams..it witnessed our dreams and visions,our pranks our secluded meetings…when no one was around to console…this beach had always been there..as a hand on the shoulder..Ever noticed something?this beach and de waves do not try to erase the name u write on the sand…neither is it the kind which pronounces its fathomless strength in its waves..it is mild,caring..and full of love…this beach is what i miss the most as i live out of the city.
-- anitha.
INFO: this was the comment made by Anitha on www.freebird.in/wp/?p=59
( I copy pasted the comment without her permission. Hope she won't mind.)
This second drawing is of me and my siblings and is about my identity as an older sister as well as recurring dreams I used to have where I was solely responsible for them. This piece is very personal as it is an embodiment of my feelings of love and protectiveness over them as well as my anxiety that comes with being a responsible older sister.
I've wanted to visit the glaciers for so long, especially over the last years as the rapid rate of glacial recession has become front page news in the global warming debate. So seeing the glaciers up close was a dream come true.
This is one of the first examples of a tidewater glacier that we saw on our cruise.
According to wikipedia:
Blue ice occurs when snow falls on a glacier, is compressed, and becomes part of a glacier that winds its way toward a body of water (river, lake, ocean, etc.). During its travels, air bubbles that are trapped in the ice are squeezed out, and the size of the ice crystals increases, making it clear.
Placement on the map is approximate; I know we were several hours south of Juneau when this glacier came into view.
What happened to the American dream? This abandoned barn is just one sign that things are not as they once were. Abandoned and neglected will it stand for another 10 years or will it slowly slip in the twilight like the American dream seems to be.
I took out the Ricohflex earlier this summer and shot a car show. There is something about color reversal film that is just heavenly.
These radios can be found under several brand names such as Harlie, Star Lite, Hi-Tone, Vantone, Hollywood, HearEver, Gaiety (model TR-601), GM (Super Six), Valiant and Selfix. I recently saw one on Ebay under the Struco name with a model number TR-661.
The cabinets are very thin and thus prone to chips and cracks.
Circa 1960-61.
Below is the "Hollywood" variant.
Created for DUC
With kind Thanks to ~Claude Edwards for the source image~
Little Girl~Childatplaystock~
Mask by ~SkeletalMess~
... if you don't have a dream, how you gonna' have a dream come true!
Hammerstein, South Pacific
Lyrics, sung by Bloody Mary...
Happy talk, keep talkin' happy talk, Talk about things you'd like to do.
You got to have a dream, If you don't have a dream,
How you gonna have a dream come true?
Talk about the moon floatin' in the sky Lookin' at a lily on the lake;
Talk about a bird learnin' how to fly.
Makin' all the music he can make.
Happy talk, keep talkin' happy talk, Talk about things you'd like to do.
You got to have a dream, If you don't have a dream,
How you gonna have a dream come true?
Talk about the sparrow lookin' like a toy Pickin' through the broaches of a tree;
Talk about the girl, talk about the boy
Countin' all the ripples on the sea.
Happy talk, keep talkin' happy talk, Talk about things you'd like to do.
You got to have a dream,If you don't have a dream
How you gonna have a dream come true?
Talk about the boy sayin' to the girl:"Golly, baby, I'm a lucky cuss."
Talk about the girl sayin' to the boy:
"You an' me is lucky to be us!"
Happy talk, keep talkin' happy talk, Talk about things you'd like to do.
You got to have a dream, If you don't have a dream
How you gonna have a dream come true?
If you don't talk happy,
And you never have dream,
Then you'll never have a dream come true!
I love dream catchers...something to keep all the bad dreams from coming into your head while you sleep. However, this necklace takes the dreams that you have in life and keeps them close to your heart. Don't ever worry about a certain dream fading...it will be near you forever.
PLZ PLZ PLZ VIEW LARGE :-))
hi...i shot this landscape pic a yr ago just outside BHANGARH (supposedly one of the top haunted places of india)...this is abt 60 kms from jaipur, my city....
tried to give it a diff look....hope u guys like it
lake merritt, oakland, ca. (Superior Court of California County of Alameda in the distance)
i got (GAS) a deal on a slightly damaged carl zeiss hasselblad 120mm lens. i had a nikon/hasselblad adapter already and i don't shot film often, so i married it to my beater nikon d2x. this is a magical union.
the good-bad-ugly are very close focusing, thin dof, constant f/4 aperture,a bit of bulk, and tight frame. at first i thought this lens wasn't so sharp wide open, but soon realized i have bad focusing habits.
i hate saying, but, this is a wonderful lens. it felt like parking a ferrari at a swap meet when i started shooting the streets with it, now it's just another killer combo.
wonder how is works on actual hasselblad camera?
the person pictured was very gracious allowing me shoot and angle around behind during his moment. he knew i was there (d2x) but kept his gaze. i didn't see the string on his finger until later and never thought these pictures would look like they do.
big surprise.