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Bawcomville is a mill town in Louisiana where fortunately the mill is still the primary employer. Each year the hard working folk of Bawcomville (and those on parole) hold a self deprecating Christmas parade in the heart of town. Proceeds from this parade provide Christmas gifts for the children of Bawcomville. People come from as far away as Texas, Arkansas, Mississippi and New Orleans to witness the event.

 

We're Here! : Christmas Dysfunction

 

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The "Trapped Nerve" series continues.

 

Another day another painkiller !

 

Discovered in the late 1950s by scientists at Merck; Amitriptyline is a tricyclic antidepressant primarily used to treat cyclic vomiting syndrome, major depressive disorder and a variety of pain syndromes from neuropathic pain to fibromyalgia to migraine and tension headaches. Due to the frequency and prominence of side effects, amitriptyline is generally considered a second-line therapy for these indications.

 

The most common side effects are dry mouth, drowsiness, dizziness, constipation, and weight gain. Of note is sexual dysfunction, observed primarily in men.

 

Just what I need constipation and weight gain!

 

Difficult to find any up to date figures but in 2015, 14 million prescriptions were issued for Amitriptyline in England.

 

The trapped nerve series:

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We were so young when we thought that we knew how to love

Fought about anything, everything led to dysfunction

But we just gotta own that shit

Don't let it go like this

Maybe we can go from this

 

We both know I go too far like when I wrecked your car

And almost fought your father when he pushed me in the yard

And all those nights we snuck out, like to meet up at the bar

Don't worry, my love, we're learning to love

But it's hard when you're young

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=fS7OffmLrf0

   

Last night I spent the evening at Disneyland with Matt and Mark Straite, twin brothers with twin Canons so that we could commiserate in our mutual distress over dynamic range dysfunctions of our gear...OK we really met up for some closing-time photography...

Meeting up with some of the Lucky Scars at Dysfunction Junction for the show.

A castoff Barbie doll waves joyfully to imaginary friends from behind the wheel of a junked Corvette that hasn't run in years. At least that's how I interpreted this scene at a recent yard sale. The juxtaposition of artificial beauty against a sea of trash just delighted me. The visual hook for me is how Barbie seems so blissfully ignorant of her plight. Hope springs eternal in the land of abandoned toys.

Aodhan & Evie Ravens

Photo taken at Ravens Studio

Photographer Bryan Ravens

Editor Ravens Studio

  

Hold Me Like A Grudge

Fallout Boy

www.youtube.com/watch?v=9WzjD-_psJ4

 

When you ask how I've been

I know you mean well, I know you mean well

Who am I dialing tonight? That's a bummer

Thaw out my freezer burn feelings for twenty summers

 

I'm just a cherub riding comets through the night sky

Screaming at the stars like night lights

And I love my life, love my life

Running middle fingers through the red lights

And I guess I'm getting older 'cause I'm less pissed

When I can't get onto the guest list

To the end of the world, the end of the world

Fever-dream tangerine sweat

When I get down, down

Silent killers are these years coming like waves

(You put the "fun" into dysfunction)

 

Hold me, hold me like a grudge

The world is always spinning, and I can't keep up, woah

Faster and faster, can't do it on my own

Part-time soulmate, full-time problem, yeah

So, hold me like a grudge

Because of Anna's sensory issues related to her autism, she often gets overwhelmed in noisy environments. Headphones help her cope with loud, unpredictable places. These are especially helpful to her because they are wireless (charging with a USB jack) and are a bright color so they are easy to find. Anna always wears them on the bus ride home from school and they help block out noise from the engine, the other students, and other vehicles. Headphones really do help her.

Nothing Lasts Forever

 

It is so easy to see

Dysfunction between you and me

We must free up these tired souls

Before the sadness gets us both

 

I tried and tried to let you know

I love you but I'm letting go

It may not last but I don't know

Just don't know

 

If you don't know

Then you can't care

And I show up

But you're not there

But I'm waiting

And you want to

Still afraid that I will desert you

 

Everyday

With every word whispered we get more far away

The distance between us makes it so hard to stay

But nothing last forever, but be honest babe

It hurts but it may be the only way

 

A bed that's warm with memories

Can heal us temporarily

The misbehaving only makes

The ditch between us so damn deep

 

Built a wall around my heart

Never let it fall apart

Strangely I wish secretly

It won't fall down while I'm asleep

 

If you don't know

Then you can't care

And I show up

But you're not there

But I'm waiting

And you want to

Still afraid that I will desert you, babe

 

Everyday

With every word whispered we get more far away

The distance between us makes it so hard to stay

But nothing last forever, but be honest babe

It hurts but it may be the only way

 

But we have not hit the ground

Doesn't mean we're not still falling, oh..

I want so bad to pick you up

But you're still too reluctant to accept my help

What a shame I hope you find somewhere to place the blame

But until then the fact remains

 

Everyday

With every word whispered we get more far away

The distance between us makes it so hard to stay

Nothing last forever, but be honest babe

It hurts but it may be the only way (x2)

  

بهار 1387

داستان دستان

دستان تواناي يك معلول

معلوليت ذهني، اغلب در كنترل اعضاي بدن ايجاد اختلال مي‌كند؛ تا حدي كه انجام كارهاي ساده و روزمره، همچون بستن دكمه و بند كفش، كار ساده‌اي نيست و نيازمند آموزش و تمرين فراوان است

Former toilet, fire-damaged home

Washington National Cathedral

Washington, DC

 

In so many ways, DC is an enigmatic dichotomy of a city. Planned for order from the start, yet long considered the seat of dysfunction by many (weren't our thoughts so quaint in decades previous?). It is diverse, yet used as a euphemism for monied elitism. Perhaps more than most places, it wears quite the layer of makeup to maintain an air of sophistication.

 

Away from the Capitol, White House, Supreme Court, and monuments a plenty stands the place that I always feel some comfort in and around.

 

Washington National Cathedral is not an old structure, it is not the grandest of spiritual place, and I am not a religious person. Yet, I am always impressed, always stilled, and always feel welcome when I visit (an Episcopalian cathedral, after all). It's a purposely quirky place that knows how to impress without being pretentious. We can all use a refresher in such graces from time to time.

Any thoughts you have, are all in your own heads. ;-))))

re: Organized religions.

 

They seem to only be popular in societies that … have enough rate of dysfunction that people are anxious about their daily lives, so they're looking to the gods for help in their daily lives.

 

Needless to say BDESH is rife with corruption, extreme poverty and a very poor infrastructure.

 

It isnt only fear of death that drives people to be religious, and it's not a God gene or a God module in the brain or some sort of connection with the gods;

 

it's basically a psychological coping mechanism.

 

Religion is on the decline in Western nations.

 

Belief in God and participation in religious services have been on the decline in recent decades in most First World nations.

 

'Religion is what keeps the poor from murdering the rich."

-Napoleon Bonaparte

 

100's of thousands are transported to the Turag river to pray

during IJTEMA, a yearly event only second to the HAJJ in MECCA.

 

The real problem starts when people become so stifled in their own religious beliefs and cannot accept other's religious beliefs.

 

War, hatred, killing prevails.

The opposite of what true religion teaches.

 

Religion is the opiate of the masses.- K. Marx

 

Marx believed that religion had certain practical functions in society that were similar to the function of opium in a sick or injured person: it reduced people's immediate suffering and provided them with pleasant illusions which gave them the strength to carry on. Marx also saw religion as harmful to his revolutionary goals, as it prevents people from seeing the class structure and oppression around them, thus religion can prevent the socialist revolution.

  

Many equate RELIGION with BRAINWASHING.

 

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Dhaka

  

Photography’s new conscience

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Question 1: Is your significant other brought under your complete control by or as if by military conquest?

 

Question 2: Is his/her intensity and ability as a human to feel and enjoy life reduced by the verbal/physical abuse you ravish this romantic partner with?

 

Question 3: if marriage is giving by each side way more than 50 %, how do you rate each of your current relationships with the most important people in your personal life?

 

Remedy: Can your own personality be changed to be more of the loving not controlling person your best friends need? Where do you start? What books do you read? Have you prayed about this illness? Have you sought counseling about this dysfunction?

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William Shakespeare, English Dramatist Quotes

Born April 26, 1564; Died April 23, 1616

 

Go to you bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know.

 

Having nothing, nothing can he lose.

 

He does it with better grace, but I do it more natural.

 

He is winding the watch of his wit; by and by it will strike.

 

He that is giddy thinks the world turns round.

 

He that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer.

 

EXPLORE # 462 on Tuesday, July 15, 2008

I used to not like her. But since she's my next door neighbor, my nanny's daughter, and been so much in my life it was hard to not avoid her. It's a long story. A very, veryyy long story. But all the things that are going on in my life, the chaos and dysfunctions, and other things I don't feel like sharing for everyone to see, have now have resulted in the decision that I may move in with her family....if all else fails. She's a good person, actually. I thought wrong...

In this episode the Talkitects sit with one of the best tastemakers in the game. Mainly because he transformed himself into a chef. Hawaii Mike Salman is about as Hip-Hop as you can get. He has transformed himself from a journalist to a mass marketer to a cannabis advocate.

 

One of the Talkitects comes to the studio extra saucy but the crew manages to power thru the dysfunction. Can we get much higher? You tell us. Comment, rate and most importantly subscribe to the Talkitecture podcast

I'm trying. I really am. I'm telling myself that it's worth it. The tradition. The pretending (in spite of the knowledge of things you wish you hadn't found out about and now it just looms in the future like a giant cloud that will rain suck throughout the coming year, and decade) that you're happy and normal and comfortable. For the kids, I tell myself. For the kids. But I'm older. And things change. That fuzzy warm excitement, that literal magic I used to feel for Christmas has been laid waste to the truth that comes with aging. The stress of family drama. The stress of shopping, of spending money, of finding that fleeting amount of time to think about the real, truth, honest meaning of Christmas - Christ's birth. But it's lost behind the truth that comes with being human, with getting older. Things are never as simple or easy as it once was; and never will be (on this earth) again.

 

But that doesn't, or shouldn't, excuse me from attempting to find that smile. That all to rare glimmer of hope that comes from your children. What they see. What they experience. What they wish for in the world and in their small worlds. The hurt. The sadness. The dysfunction. The pretending has to be worth it for the fact that life isn't only one thing. Isn't only one way. It's not all bad. It's not all pointless. It's not all hopeless. Because of that one thing — that one thing this entire day is about.

 

I keep telling myself, for the kids, its worth it for the kids. So in spite of my gloom, my stress, my disgruntled old man ways, I truly wish for each of you to have a marvelous Christmas holiday time.

 

Merry Christmas friends of Flickr.

How is it that these sponsored ads keep popping up with the cure for everything from erectile dysfunction to weight loss to hair resoration, and neuropathy? Do people really believe this shit?

sunbathing

 

yay, cat-content! ;)

This is Luna, she is 2 years old and has Ataxia. The Ataxia causes a dysfunction of her back feet which means, that she falls over a lot while walking as she looses her balance and and feet can't really stand her weight. Also she is not able to jump in any kind of way but when we drag her favorte fish-toy over the floor, she suddenly starts running. It looks more like a running horse but she figured out her own technique and is pretty good at short distances! Luna is really small and i don't think she will get any bigger. The Ataxia doesn't bother her. She has it since she was a little baby so doesn't know how life without it is. She's one of the most happy and active cats i've ever seen.

 

Canon EOS 5D Mark II, Zeiss 50mm 1.4

Website - Journal - Photoshop Actions - Facebook

 

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Politically Incorrectile Dysfunction

  

My own layered texturing along with a copy of the Declaration of Independence - July 4, 1776.

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Blood test. Searching for a dysfunction.

 

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For those who have been paying attention, the GOP panel for both the Senate and House of Representatives drafting the newest abomination of Trumpcare didn't include any women. And so, when you have defunding of Planned Parenthood and clauses about how it an employer doesn't really feel like paying for birth control...well, are we really surprised? Rape and C-section should also not be pre-existing conditions when erectile dysfunction is not.

 

Some other things that have happened that are really horrific-in Texas, it's legal now for Dr.s to not tell pregnant women when they are going to give birth to a baby with a disability even when it is severe. It's also illegal for anyone to drive a woman to an abortion clinic. The woman also must have a funeral service for the fetus.

 

In Arkansas and Oklahoma, their state legislature are trying to get bills passed referring to a woman's body as a "host" and that even in the case of a rape, a male must give consent for abortion.

 

In North Carolina, they just recently ruled that if a woman has given consent for intercourse she cannot withdraw it even when a man become violent during the act. Therefore, if a man appears to be harmless and then starts to literally attack her and she tries to stop him and the act, it will never be considered a rape.

 

If these things don't alarm you, you either don't care about the rights of women or well, that's about all I've got. I'm personally against abortion but for the right of a woman to choose. These people are so extreme that they want to prohibit it in any circumstance. If a woman is raped, she should absolutely have the right to terminate the pregnancy. If a woman will die or the baby will die or suffer immeasurably, she should also have that option! These are not extreme liberal statements. This is about human rights for women. If a woman is being attacked and says no, it's rape. If a woman has been raped or abused, it should not be a pre-existing condition that would deny her healthcare.

 

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This great Building's suffered some "Body Blows" lately.

RIVER CITY was 1st created as affordable Rentals, with a Marina, Grocery Store, Dry Cleaner, a GYM and other tenant amenities.

My mother lived there in the '80's and still raves about the "light" in her lovely Studio Apartment overlooking the Chicago River.

After going Condo some years ago- major Condo-Board-Infighting-led to inaction to repair lots of Concrete Damage, that later led to Rain penetrating some Multi-Level Condo's owned by (ex) Condo Board members.

Lawsuits soon followed.

MAXIMUM Dysfunction followed

up until-

GOLUB Real Estate Bought-Out

all the Condo Owners to turn back into Rentals.

Various issues- big and small occurred.

Now- it sits EMPTY- because of HIGH RIVER LEVELS and Flooding into the Basement leading to loss of Power.

 

Betrand Goldberg- designed this- he was a disciple of

legendary Architect Mies Van der Rohe.

 

Almost 11 years living and working in Yosemite National Park, I’ve never seen it so bad. The Workplace Mobbing, Incompetence, Waste, Fraud, Corruption, Public Safety, Cover-Up and Extreme Retaliation. Even Gang Stalking, yes I wrote Gang Stalking; it’s a real thing. My neighbors and coworkers have it perfected, even management gets their licks in.

Oh, and if you want to call BS on Gang Stalking; take a good look at the hate in this country. I’ll give you an example from this morning (10-4-19). I had injections to my spine yesterday afternoon, for a work related back injury. I was still a little groggy from the anesthesia this morning, but still went into work. As I opened the back door to my building, at 5:35 am, my neighbors had a big brick waiting for me again. This brick was placed about a foot from the door, in the dark; in hopes I may trip over it and fall down the steps. Once I arrived at my workplace, it got way worse. These are some of the people you and your family members may have the pleasure of interacting with.

Peeps, I don’t want your sympathy. I want to give you an idea how vile and vindictive these people truly are and tell the truth about what goes on here in Yosemite National Park.

 

Just a little update: this morning (10-6-19), I had a coworker tell me everybody at work wanted to beat me up. This is just a typical day here in Yosemite; as guest continue to express their anger and frustration about the extreme incompetence and dysfunction. And, my neighbors continue to fake cough, stomp, slam, do what they can to deprive me from any relaxation or enjoyment. But if these guys want to continue to act like amoral, unethical, adolescent bullies; I’m not going to try and let it ruin my day. I spoke to some very nice foreigners today and they are getting a good picture of what America is becoming.

 

The Truth about Yosemite National Park: flic.kr/p/2hJ7Rye

 

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Fibromyalgia can cause cognitive dysfunction, also known as fibrofog. Fibrofog can be characterized by impaired concentration, problems with short and long-term memory, short-term memory consolidation, impaired speed of performance, inability to multi-task, cognitive overload, and diminished attention span.

  

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Yet another example of mental dysfunction masquerading as artistic creativity. I keep trying to ignore the tattered remains of funeral flower arrangements. But so far I've just been unable to manage it. The attraction seems to be inversely proportional to the degree of withering they sustain in the days following the internment. Their purpose was served on day one, yet they remain as forlorn sentinels sometimes for weeks and months afterward. I get it. Loved ones just can't quite bring themselves to remove the arrangements from the gravesite. To do so is like an unbearable final farewell. So they remain, steeped in sadness. The utter dichotomy is what guides me to these lonely markers...flowers once full of life, color and imbued with a sense of vitality and joy now wilted, dull and drab. It's the ultimate metaphor for mortality itself, that of a life well-lived but now spent as the next generation ascends another rung on the ladder of life.

Jasper National Park, Alberta, Canada at Dawn

 

Best viewed in Lightbox, i.e., click on the expand arrows at upper right.

 

To say that I am not renowned as an early riser would be an understatement for the ages. Still, if the potential reward is great enough, I am willing to endure a full day of brain dysfunction by dragging myself out of bed into the predawn. This was such a day. I needed to make a reservation for the Moraine Lake Shuttle for the following day and had been assured that securing a place for the earliest rides was difficult as they were snapped up fast. Their website did not open until 8 AM and I was determined to be among the first in line. The wilderness hostel I was staying at (Beauty Creek) did not have internet, so a drive into the town of Jasper was required. It was only about a 45 minute drive, but I needed to make allowances for frequent stops for photos and then finding a connection. So, a few minutes before a 5:30 AM sunrise found me groggily clambering into my car for my trip to Jasper.

 

Just a few minutes later I was confronted with this scene and pulled over to compile a Pano--taking four photos using my 50mm lens. I have no idea what this modest string of mountains might be called, but I thought them beautiful. Oh! And I did make my reservation.

An irresistible ritual, last thing at night, was to steal the treat from tomorrow's advent drawer.

 

We're Here, mired in Xmas dysfunction.

 

Hand-held, macroed, & lit by a remote triggered strobe.

 

Oh Come on! Pelcomb Portraits.

Almost 11 years living and working in Yosemite National Park, I’ve never seen it so bad. The Workplace Mobbing, Incompetence, Waste, Fraud, Corruption, Public Safety, Cover-Up and Extreme Retaliation. Even Gang Stalking, yes I wrote Gang Stalking; it’s a real thing. My neighbors and coworkers have it perfected, even management gets their licks in.

Oh, and if you want to call BS on Gang Stalking; take a good look at the hate in this country. I’ll give you an example from this morning (10-4-19). I had injections to my spine yesterday afternoon, for a work related back injury. I was still a little groggy from the anesthesia this morning, but still went into work. As I opened the back door to my building, at 5:35 am, my neighbors had a big brick waiting for me again. This brick was placed about a foot from the door, in the dark; in hopes I may trip over it and fall down the steps. Once I arrived at my workplace, it got way worse. These are some of the people you and your family members may have the pleasure of interacting with.

Peeps, I don’t want your sympathy. I want to give you an idea how vile and vindictive these people truly are and tell the truth about what goes on here in Yosemite National Park.

 

Just a little update: this morning (10-6-19), I had a coworker tell me everybody at work wanted to beat me up. This is just a typical day here in Yosemite; as guest continue to express their anger and frustration about the extreme incompetence and dysfunction. And, my neighbors continue to fake cough, stomp, slam, do what they can to deprive me from any relaxation or enjoyment. But if these guys want to continue to act like amoral, unethical, adolescent bullies; I’m not going to try and let it ruin my day. I spoke to some very nice foreigners today and they are getting a good picture of what America is becoming.

 

The Truth about Yosemite National Park: flic.kr/p/2hJ7Rye

 

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carved from the sea waves

 

rare & unique photo from my mobile phone

(no photo effect or edit)

 

my cell sometimes produces very special, unique and rare photographs ... it does it on its own ... maybe by some dysfunction of it. Decolorizes the reception in a unique way almost black and white and gives some different colors to the ones it removes. The final picture is unique and rare. With no editing and no effects you can see these photos ... there is a limited photo watermark on my photos and my name because I'm interested in exhibiting the templates.

 

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