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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.
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...
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.
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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
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.
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
Fidget, however, possesses a plethora of mental dysfunctions, among them being several varieties of Anxiety.
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
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
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.
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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.
Politically Incorrectile Dysfunction
My own layered texturing along with a copy of the Declaration of Independence - July 4, 1776.
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.
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Blood test. Searching for a dysfunction.
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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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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.
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.
Welcome our release for ACCESS event
K&S - // There for me // Bento pose
Event starts on Sep 12th
TAXI - ACCESS
TAXI - ACCESS ~ Camsim 1
TAXI - ACCESS ~ Camsim 2
TAXI ACCESS Demo Area
Love,
Your K&S Team
K&S:
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Credits:
1. DOUX - Circe hairstyle
2. TETRA - Serenity Jacket
3. Teased - Delice Criss Cross Top
4. Gaia - hazel unzipped shorts/
5. toksik - Strife Bandage
6. - Vermilion - Tough Love (Wrist Cuff, Garter)
7. [ SpotCat ] Adhesive plasters - Bento-rings
8. LewDie - Neck Belt
9. RAWR! Sin Necklaces
10. TECHNOFOLK_Dysfunction Tattoo Set.
People's Republic of the Alternative
The flag for the State of Despotism, State of Decrepitude, State of Decay, State of Dysfunction, State of Discrimination, State of Xenophobia
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"A mind is a terrible thing to waste" - So is the opportunity to enjoy a decent education. This asshole has wasted both:
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Cuts for Commies:
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Jasper National Park, Alberta, Canada at Dawn
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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.
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.
A street child in Bangladesh is a young person "for whom the street (in the widest sense of the word, including unoccupied dwellings, wasteland, etc.) has become his or her habitual abode and/or source of livelihood; and who is inadequately protected, supervised, or directed by responsible adults”.
Bangladeshi children are being pushed onto the streets due to extreme poverty, lack of access to contraception, and lack of education. From a governmental perspective, childhood poverty in Bangladesh may also be the result of corruption, dysfunction, and neglect.
Street children do not have definite living or sleeping places, and many die young due to neglect, malnutrition, and disease. They can sometimes be seen selling flowers, books, or knick-knacks on the street, especially to cars stuck in traffic. As elsewhere, street children often do not have access to healthy foods, which leads to the consumption of unhygienic food. Starvation is an ever-present problem in the region, and each year, approximately 110,000 children die of water-borne diseases in Bangladesh.
Biman Bandar train station
Dhaka
Photography’s new conscience
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
Thanks for visiting my photostream
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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Όλες οι φωτογραφίες είναι πνευματική ιδιοκτησία μου και έχω τα αποκλειστικά δικαιώματα ( copyright ).
Απαγορεύεται η οποιαδήποτε χρήση των φωτογραφιών μου από τρίτους χωρίς την άδεια μου.
2015/2016/2017/2018
christina minopoulou: © melissalli
driftwood
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.
All rights are reserved. No material appearing in these links may be reproduced without permission.
Όλες οι φωτογραφίες είναι πνευματική ιδιοκτησία μου και έχω τα αποκλειστικά δικαιώματα ( copyright ).
Απαγορεύεται η οποιαδήποτε χρήση των φωτογραφιών μου από τρίτους χωρίς την άδεια μου.
2016/2017/2018
christina minopoulou: © melissalli
Game Of Thrones Houses II - House Lannister of Casterly Rock: "Hear Me Roar" from Game of Thrones
Who's your favourite Lannister? I've just finished rewatching Season One AGAIN and good god, that season is so perfectly crafted and well-executed (and so was Ned, sorry I couldn't help myself). I swear fealty to House Stark, but House Lannister have so many more layers of dysfunction and deceit, and are each very interesting characters. So yeah if you want to, lmk your favourite Lannister in the comments
L-R:
- Kevan Lannister
- Tywin Lannister
- Tyrion Lannister
- Cersei Baratheon (née Lannister)
- Jaime Lannister
- Lancel Lannister
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I don't know why my hipbones are sticking out in this, they don't even exist.
Yesterday's hurt was from my dad. I just don't like mentioning him because he isn't my "dad." He isn't my "father" either. Really, he was just the sperm donor.
Today was lovely and wonderful. I read I Am an Emotional Creature by Eve Ensler in about two hours last night. I sent my uncle an email thanking him for it, and I loved his reply. Maybe I'll post it here. Maybe not.
I volunteer at church with a boy who has autism. It was difficult today. His mother loves me though, so that felt good. And someone gave me one of the greatest compliments I've ever received.
Then I went on a little over six mile bike ride on a greenway. Towards the end it started to rain, and life felt worthwhile.
It is my brother's birthday today, and despite the dysfunction of everyday experiences, I could tell he felt special and that's all that matters.
Rainy Sundays in soft, ugly sweatshirts fill me up.
Edit: Fuck being okay. Today's the day I wish I had never been born.
Ruby.
March 8, 2001- July 6, 2015
Rest peacefully my dear, sweet, Ruby Darlin’.
Ruby was diagnosed with Canine Cognitive Disorder earlier this year. Until recently we were managing it very well and she was active, alert and present.
Last Thursday (when I made this portrait) she took what seemed to be a sudden turn for the worse. She was up and down but mostly very disoriented over the weekend. With conflicted feelings and much heartache I helped end her misery on Monday and I buried her yesterday (Tuesday). I'm barely able to post this or any other image of her now.
I could choose to say nothing here, to post no image, but there are many who have followed our dogs over the years and shared in the joys, so I feel it is right to share this as well. So thank you all very much.
There are many more happier pictures of her in