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No sweat!
An athlete finds the going easy, as she smiles her way to the finish line.
Fujifilm X-T5, F=300mm, f/4 @ 1/500th sec on ISO800
2023 Photo 311/54 Great way to start a vacation! With blue lights flashing on his cruiser, an easygoing Florida highway patrolman fills out an accident report on my car and the car that hit me from the rear during super-busy after-dark rush-hour traffic. Nobody hurt. We were just about to turn off of I-295 South in Jacksonville onto Beach Boulevard to make a beeline to the beach when we were rearended. I'd thrown my brakes on to miss a woman in front of me after she threw her brakes on, only to be plowed into by the woman behind me. The follower's Honda CR-V deployed airbags and probably was totaled. My rented Ford Explorer received rear bumper damage. My car didn't touch the car in front of me, so at least no fault for me. ©2023 | John M. Hudson
...Canon F1
For once, I leave the familiar path of my photography. I would like to share this picture with you in a personal story that happened to me a long time ago. It was in 1991, when I traveled with the motorbike to Egypt to experience the Middle East close up. I was young, easygoing and adventurous. It was the year when the first Gulf War took place, just when I arrived in Egypt. First I drove from Alexandria to Cairo and from there into the Libyan desert. She was gorgeous and fascinated me, like nothing before. But in the first oasis, where I wanted to stay a few days, it happened. I was stolen by a tourist guide my entire camera equipment. This was a terrible event for me because I trusted this guide and I could not document my journey from this time on. When I returned to Cairo a few weeks later, I decided with my remaining money to buy another camera. Only, a new camera I could never afford. So what to do? I prayed to God for help. (I really did). There was not one hour, when I passed a shop window, where I could not believe my eyes. There was an old Canon camera for sale. I was amazed that she was offered for purchase in a normal coffee shop.(Probably she was also stolen from someone). But that was my last hope to get a camera at a price I could pay. It was written with 400 DM (German Mark !!!) and I could still lower it to 300 DM.
Since 1991, I am the proud owner of my first and real professional camera and I regretted the purchase of this piece of jewelry not a single day, because the camera made excellent pictures and it still works today! This fully mechanical analog camera can be operated even without a battery, which can not be said of today's modern digital cameras. (The F1 was the first professional Canon Camera and is now 47 years old.)
Somehow wistfully, I look back at these analogue times, because the photographing was still really a very different thing than today. I miss the mechanical and original element, but I do not want to do without the digital technology. So there are two hearts in my chest.
I hope you had some joy in my story and my picture here.
Kind regards
Erwin
P.S: I would like to thank my wife for her help by preparing the arrangement for this special shot.
After all the landscape violence in my photostream, it was time for this more easygoing picture of a lonesome boat, which was captured near Trapani, Sicily.
Thanks to (Erik), who recognized that the inner part of the boat resembles a window.
When we work in the front yard, Jannie always lies in the same general area so he can observe the comings and goings of the neighborhood. He's a well informed dog, you might say.
Born Richard Starkey on July 7, 1940, in Liverpool, England, Ringo Starr, known for his easygoing personality, rose to fame in the early 1960s as a member of the legendary rock group the Beatles.............
Seen at Liverpool Pier Head.......
Among many duck species, only Spot-billed duck is not migrant here in this area. So they look quite easygoing on the green grass.
Spot-billed duck (Anas poecilorhyncha)
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España - Cantabria - Liérganes - Estatua del Hombre Pez
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ENGLISH:
The fish-man of Liérganes is an entity which belongs to the mythology of Cantabria, located in the north of Spain. The fish-man of Liérganes would be an amphibian human-looking being, that looked a lot like a metamorphosis of a real human being who was lost at sea. His story was examined by the Enlightenment writer Benito Jerónimo Feijoo, who claimed that the story of the fish-man of Liérganes was true.
According to Feijoo, legend has it that around 1650 there lived in Liérganes, a small village in Cantabria, northern Spain, a couple named Francisco de la Vega and María del Casar. The couple had four sons, and when the father died, the mother, lacking of means, decided to send one of her sons to Bilbao so that he could learn a trade as a carpenter. This son, who according to Feijoo was called Francisco de la Vega Casar, lived in Bilbao as a carpenter till 1674 when, on Saint John's day eve, he went with some friends to swim in Bilbao's estuary. Although he was allegedly a good swimmer, the currents of the river took him and he could not get back to the shore. He was last seen swimming away into the sea, and it was thought that he had drowned.
However, five years later, in 1679, while some fishers where seafaring in the bay of Cadiz, in southern Spain, they noticed that a strange-looking creature had become entangled with their fishing nets, and was trying to fight his way out. Although they tried to capture it, the creature was able to set itself free. During the following weeks, several local fishermen reported having seen the creature, until in the end they were able to capture it by tricking it with loaves of bread. When they got the creature on board, they found that it had indeed a human shape: it looked like a young man, of white skin and thin red hair. However, he also showed some fish-like signs, such as a strip of scales that went down from his throat to his stomach, another one that covered his spine, and what seemingly were gills around his neck.
Thinking of it as some kind of monster, the fishermen took the creature to the convent of Saint Francis nearby, where the creature was allegedly exorcised and then interrogated in several languages without any success. After several days of questioning, the creature finally articulated a word, "Liérganes", the meaning of which nobody knew. This extraordinary event soon spread all around the Cadiz bay area, and nobody was able to recognise the meaning of Liérganes until a sailor from northern Spain who happened to be in the port of Cadiz commented that close to his home town there was a small village called Liérganes. Domingo de la Cantolla, secretary of the Holy Office, confirmed that there was a place called Liérganes near the city of Santander from which he himself came. The bishop of Cadiz thus sent word to Santander regarding the found creature, including a physical description so that anybody somehow related to the creature could recognise it. From Liérganes came the word that no creature had ever been seen around the town, and that the only extraordinary event that had happened lately was the tragic death of Francisco de la Vega in Bilbao five years ago, who was indeed red haired.
A friar in the convent where the creature was being kept postulated that the fish-man could perhaps be Francisco de la Vega, so he asked and was granted permission to take the creature with him to Liérganes. Allegedly, when they were close to Liérganes, the friar let the fish-man free and followed him. The creature was able to guide him directly to Liérganes, and not only that, he took him directly to the house of María del Casar, who recognised him as her late son Francisco.
The fish-man was then left to live with his family, and he kept a tranquil yet odd lifestyle: he would always walk barefoot, and unless he was given clothes, he would rather walk around nude. He never really talked; at most he would sometimes mutter words such as tobacco, bread or wine, but without any link to the desire of smoking, eating or drinking. When he ate, he did it with avidity, but then he was able not to eat for a week at a time. He was easygoing and even obliging, and whichever simple task he was asked to do, he would do it promptly but without enthusiasm. After nine years living in such a fashion, he went to the sea to swim and was never seen again.
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ESPAÑOL:
La primera reseña en la que aparece el relato del hombre pez es en el volumen VI del Teatro crítico universal de Fray Benito Jerónimo Feijoo. Posteriormente José María Herrán escribió un libro titulado El hombre-pez de Liérganes (Santander, 1877), basado en esta historia tradicional popular. Actualmente existe un centro de interpretación en Liérganes, emplazado en un antiguo molino, en el cual se puede obtener información sobre este ser mitológico.
Según ha llegado hasta nosotros a través de los escritos y la tradición oral, el relato dice así: a mediados del siglo XVII en el pueblo de Liérganes, en La Montaña había una pareja, Francisco de la Vega y María de Casar, que tenían cuatro hijos. Francisco falleció y la viuda mandó a su hijo Francisco a Bilbao a aprender el oficio de carpintero.
Estando en Bilbao, Francisco se fue a nadar el día antes de San Juan, en el año 1674, con unos amigos pero llevado por la corriente, este desapareció y no se volvió a saber más de él. Solo cinco años después, en 1679, se afirmó que había aparecido en la costa de Dinamarca, poco después en el canal de la Mancha y en las costas de Andalucía. En Cádiz, unos pescadores afirmaron ver un ser acuático pero con apariencia humana que desapareció rápidamente. Esta aparición se repitió constantemente hasta atrapar a la criatura con trozos de pan y unas redes. Una vez capturado pudieron constatar que se trataba de un hombre, con escamas y forma de pez.
Entonces fue llevado al convento de San Francisco donde fue interrogado para saber de quién se trataba y al cabo de un tiempo consiguió tartamudear una palabra: "Liérganes". Nadie sabía que significaba, hasta que una persona de La Montaña que estaba trabajando en Cádiz, comentó que en La Montaña había un pueblo que se llamaba así. También Domingo de la Cantolla, secretario del Santo Oficio de la Inquisición, confirmó dicha afirmación ya que él era de allí.
A continuación, llegó la noticia a Liérganes para averiguar si había pasado algo extraño en los últimos años y desde Liérganes respondieron que únicamente se había registrado la desaparición de Francisco de la Vega, cinco años atrás. Entonces Juan Rosendo, un fraile del convento, acompañó a Francisco hasta Liérganes para comprobar si era cierto que era de allí y a la altura del Monte de la Dehesa, Francisco se adelantó y fue directamente hasta la casa de María de Casar, que rápidamente lo reconoció como su hijo.
Ya en casa de su madre, Francisco vivió tranquilo sin mostrar ningún interés por nada. Iba descalzo y a veces desnudo y no hablaba apenas. A veces estaba varios días sin comer pero no mostraba entusiasmo por nada. Se dedicaba a llevar cartas a poblaciones vecinas, e incluso a Santander, a donde llegó en una ocasión tras haber nadado desde Pedreña, entregando la carta mojada. Después de nueve años en casa de su madre, desapareció en el mar sin volver a saberse nada sobre él.
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Saturday, January 16, 2010
Naval Base Kitsap Bangor
Ground Zero Center for Nonviolent Action
Martin Luther King Jr. Commemorative Action
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Nobel Lecture by Martin Luther King Jr.
The Quest for Peace and Justice
It is impossible to begin this lecture without again expressing my deep appreciation to the Nobel Committee of the Norwegian Parliament for bestowing upon me and the civil rights movement in the United States such a great honor. Occasionally in life there are those moments of unutterable fulfillment which cannot be completely explained by those symbols called words. Their meaning can only be articulated by the inaudible language of the heart. Such is the moment I am presently experiencing. I experience this high and joyous moment not for myself alone but for those devotees of nonviolence who have moved so courageously against the ramparts of racial injustice and who in the process have acquired a new estimate of their own human worth. Many of them are young and cultured. Others are middle aged and middle class. The majority are poor and untutored. But they are all united in the quiet conviction that it is better to suffer in dignity than to accept segregation in humiliation. These are the real heroes of the freedom struggle: they are the noble people for whom I accept the Nobel Peace Prize.
This evening I would like to use this lofty and historic platform to discuss what appears to me to be the most pressing problem confronting mankind today. Modern man has brought this whole world to an awe-inspiring threshold of the future. He has reached new and astonishing peaks of scientific success. He has produced machines that think and instruments that peer into the unfathomable ranges of interstellar space. He has built gigantic bridges to span the seas and gargantuan buildings to kiss the skies. His airplanes and spaceships have dwarfed distance, placed time in chains, and carved highways through the stratosphere. This is a dazzling picture of modern man's scientific and technological progress.
Yet, in spite of these spectacular strides in science and technology, and still unlimited ones to come, something basic is missing. There is a sort of poverty of the spirit which stands in glaring contrast to our scientific and technological abundance. The richer we have become materially, the poorer we have become morally and spiritually. We have learned to fly the air like birds and swim the sea like fish, but we have not learned the simple art of living together as brothers.
Every man lives in two realms, the internal and the external. The internal is that realm of spiritual ends expressed in art, literature, morals, and religion. The external is that complex of devices, techniques, mechanisms, and instrumentalities by means of which we live. Our problem today is that we have allowed the internal to become lost in the external. We have allowed the means by which we live to outdistance the ends for which we live. So much of modern life can be summarized in that arresting dictum of the poet Thoreau1: "Improved means to an unimproved end". This is the serious predicament, the deep and haunting problem confronting modern man. If we are to survive today, our moral and spiritual "lag" must be eliminated. Enlarged material powers spell enlarged peril if there is not proportionate growth of the soul. When the "without" of man's nature subjugates the "within", dark storm clouds begin to form in the world.
This problem of spiritual and moral lag, which constitutes modern man's chief dilemma, expresses itself in three larger problems which grow out of man's ethical infantilism. Each of these problems, while appearing to be separate and isolated, is inextricably bound to the other. I refer to racial injustice, poverty, and war.
The first problem that I would like to mention is racial injustice. The struggle to eliminate the evil of racial injustice constitutes one of the major struggles of our time. The present upsurge of the Negro people of the United States grows out of a deep and passionate determination to make freedom and equality a reality "here" and "now". In one sense the civil rights movement in the United States is a special American phenomenon which must be understood in the light of American history and dealt with in terms of the American situation. But on another and more important level, what is happening in the United States today is a relatively small part of a world development.
We live in a day, says the philosopher Alfred North Whitehead2,"when civilization is shifting its basic outlook: a major turning point in history where the presuppositions on which society is structured are being analyzed, sharply challenged, and profoundly changed." What we are seeing now is a freedom explosion, the realization of "an idea whose time has come", to use Victor Hugo's phrase3. The deep rumbling of discontent that we hear today is the thunder of disinherited masses, rising from dungeons of oppression to the bright hills of freedom, in one majestic chorus the rising masses singing, in the words of our freedom song, "Ain't gonna let nobody turn us around."4 All over the world, like a fever, the freedom movement is spreading in the widest liberation in history. The great masses of people are determined to end the exploitation of their races and land. They are awake and moving toward their goal like a tidal wave. You can hear them rumbling in every village street, on the docks, in the houses, among the students, in the churches, and at political meetings. Historic movement was for several centuries that of the nations and societies of Western Europe out into the rest of the world in "conquest" of various sorts. That period, the era of colonialism, is at an end. East is meeting West. The earth is being redistributed. Yes, we are "shifting our basic outlooks".
These developments should not surprise any student of history. Oppressed people cannot remain oppressed forever. The yearning for freedom eventually manifests itself. The Bible tells the thrilling story of how Moses stood in Pharaoh's court centuries ago and cried, "Let my people go."5 This is a kind of opening chapter in a continuing story. The present struggle in the United States is a later chapter in the same unfolding story. Something within has reminded the Negro of his birthright of freedom, and something without has reminded him that it can be gained. Consciously or unconsciously, he has been caught up by the Zeitgeist, and with his black brothers of Africa and his brown and yellow brothers in Asia, South America, and the Caribbean, the United States Negro is moving with a sense of great urgency toward the promised land of racial justice.
Fortunately, some significant strides have been made in the struggle to end the long night of racial injustice. We have seen the magnificent drama of independence unfold in Asia and Africa. Just thirty years ago there were only three independent nations in the whole of Africa. But today thirty-five African nations have risen from colonial bondage. In the United States we have witnessed the gradual demise of the system of racial segregation. The Supreme Court's decision of 1954 outlawing segregation in the public schools gave a legal and constitutional deathblow to the whole doctrine of separate but equal6. The Court decreed that separate facilities are inherently unequal and that to segregate a child on the basis of race is to deny that child equal protection of the law. This decision came as a beacon light of hope to millions of disinherited people. Then came that glowing day a few months ago when a strong Civil Rights Bill became the law of our land7. This bill, which was first recommended and promoted by President Kennedy, was passed because of the overwhelming support and perseverance of millions of Americans, Negro and white. It came as a bright interlude in the long and sometimes turbulent struggle for civil rights: the beginning of a second emancipation proclamation providing a comprehensive legal basis for equality of opportunity. Since the passage of this bill we have seen some encouraging and surprising signs of compliance. I am happy to report that, by and large, communities all over the southern part of the United States are obeying the Civil Rights Law and showing remarkable good sense in the process.
Another indication that progress is being made was found in the recent presidential election in the United States. The American people revealed great maturity by overwhelmingly rejecting a presidential candidate who had become identified with extremism, racism, and retrogression8. The voters of our nation rendered a telling blow to the radical right9. They defeated those elements in our society which seek to pit white against Negro and lead the nation down a dangerous Fascist path.
Let me not leave you with a false impression. The problem is far from solved. We still have a long, long way to go before the dream of freedom is a reality for the Negro in the United States. To put it figuratively in biblical language, we have left the dusty soils of Egypt and crossed a Red Sea whose waters had for years been hardened by a long and piercing winter of massive resistance. But before we reach the majestic shores of the Promised Land, there is a frustrating and bewildering wilderness ahead. We must still face prodigious hilltops of opposition and gigantic mountains of resistance. But with patient and firm determination we will press on until every valley of despair is exalted to new peaks of hope, until every mountain of pride and irrationality is made low by the leveling process of humility and compassion; until the rough places of injustice are transformed into a smooth plane of equality of opportunity; and until the crooked places of prejudice are transformed by the straightening process of bright-eyed wisdom.
What the main sections of the civil rights movement in the United States are saying is that the demand for dignity, equality, jobs, and citizenship will not be abandoned or diluted or postponed. If that means resistance and conflict we shall not flinch. We shall not be cowed. We are no longer afraid.
The word that symbolizes the spirit and the outward form of our encounter is nonviolence, and it is doubtless that factor which made it seem appropriate to award a peace prize to one identified with struggle. Broadly speaking, nonviolence in the civil rights struggle has meant not relying on arms and weapons of struggle. It has meant noncooperation with customs and laws which are institutional aspects of a regime of discrimination and enslavement. It has meant direct participation of masses in protest, rather than reliance on indirect methods which frequently do not involve masses in action at all.
Nonviolence has also meant that my people in the agonizing struggles of recent years have taken suffering upon themselves instead of inflicting it on others. It has meant, as I said, that we are no longer afraid and cowed. But in some substantial degree it has meant that we do not want to instill fear in others or into the society of which we are a part. The movement does not seek to liberate Negroes at the expense of the humiliation and enslavement of whites. It seeks no victory over anyone. It seeks to liberate American society and to share in the self-liberation of all the people.
Violence as a way of achieving racial justice is both impractical and immoral. I am not unmindful of the fact that violence often brings about momentary results. Nations have frequently won their independence in battle. But in spite of temporary victories, violence never brings permanent peace. It solves no social problem: it merely creates new and more complicated ones. Violence is impractical because it is a descending spiral ending in destruction for all. It is immoral because it seeks to humiliate the opponent rather than win his understanding: it seeks to annihilate rather than convert. Violence is immoral because it thrives on hatred rather than love. It destroys community and makes brotherhood impossible. It leaves society in monologue rather than dialogue. Violence ends up defeating itself. It creates bitterness in the survivors and brutality in the destroyers.
In a real sense nonviolence seeks to redeem the spiritual and moral lag that I spoke of earlier as the chief dilemma of modern man. It seeks to secure moral ends through moral means. Nonviolence is a powerful and just weapon. Indeed, it is a weapon unique in history, which cuts without wounding and ennobles the man who wields it.
I believe in this method because I think it is the only way to reestablish a broken community. It is the method which seeks to implement the just law by appealing to the conscience of the great decent majority who through blindness, fear, pride, and irrationality have allowed their consciences to sleep.
The nonviolent resisters can summarize their message in the following simple terms: we will take direct action against injustice despite the failure of governmental and other official agencies to act first. We will not obey unjust laws or submit to unjust practices. We will do this peacefully, openly, cheerfully because our aim is to persuade. We adopt the means of nonviolence because our end is a community at peace with itself. We will try to persuade with our words, but if our words fail, we will try to persuade with our acts. We will always be willing to talk and seek fair compromise, but we are ready to suffer when necessary and even risk our lives to become witnesses to truth as we see it.
This approach to the problem of racial injustice is not at all without successful precedent. It was used in a magnificent way by Mohandas K. Gandhi to challenge the might of the British Empire and free his people from the political domination and economic exploitation inflicted upon them for centuries. He struggled only with the weapons of truth, soul force, non-injury, and courage10.
In the past ten years unarmed gallant men and women of the United States have given living testimony to the moral power and efficacy of nonviolence. By the thousands, faceless, anonymous, relentless young people, black and white, have temporarily left the ivory towers of learning for the barricades of bias. Their courageous and disciplined activities have come as a refreshing oasis in a desert sweltering with the heat of injustice. They have taken our whole nation back to those great wells of democracy which were dug deep by the founding fathers in the formulation of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence. One day all of America will be proud of their achievements11.
I am only too well aware of the human weaknesses and failures which exist, the doubts about the efficacy of nonviolence, and the open advocacy of violence by some. But I am still convinced that nonviolence is both the most practically sound and morally excellent way to grapple with the age-old problem of racial injustice.
A second evil which plagues the modern world is that of poverty. Like a monstrous octopus, it projects its nagging, prehensile tentacles in lands and villages all over the world. Almost two-thirds of the peoples of the world go to bed hungry at night. They are undernourished, ill-housed, and shabbily clad. Many of them have no houses or beds to sleep in. Their only beds are the sidewalks of the cities and the dusty roads of the villages. Most of these poverty-stricken children of God have never seen a physician or a dentist. This problem of poverty is not only seen in the class division between the highly developed industrial nations and the so-called underdeveloped nations; it is seen in the great economic gaps within the rich nations themselves. Take my own country for example. We have developed the greatest system of production that history has ever known. We have become the richest nation in the world. Our national gross product this year will reach the astounding figure of almost 650 billion dollars. Yet, at least one-fifth of our fellow citizens - some ten million families, comprising about forty million individuals - are bound to a miserable culture of poverty. In a sense the poverty of the poor in America is more frustrating than the poverty of Africa and Asia. The misery of the poor in Africa and Asia is shared misery, a fact of life for the vast majority; they are all poor together as a result of years of exploitation and underdevelopment. In sad contrast, the poor in America know that they live in the richest nation in the world, and that even though they are perishing on a lonely island of poverty they are surrounded by a vast ocean of material prosperity. Glistening towers of glass and steel easily seen from their slum dwellings spring up almost overnight. Jet liners speed over their ghettoes at 600 miles an hour; satellites streak through outer space and reveal details of the moon. President Johnson, in his State of the Union Message12, emphasized this contradiction when he heralded the United States' "highest standard of living in the world", and deplored that it was accompanied by "dislocation; loss of jobs, and the specter of poverty in the midst of plenty".
So it is obvious that if man is to redeem his spiritual and moral "lag", he must go all out to bridge the social and economic gulf between the "haves" and the "have nots" of the world. Poverty is one of the most urgent items on the agenda of modern life.
There is nothing new about poverty. What is new, however, is that we have the resources to get rid of it. More than a century and a half ago people began to be disturbed about the twin problems of population and production. A thoughtful Englishman named Malthus wrote a book13 that set forth some rather frightening conclusions. He predicted that the human family was gradually moving toward global starvation because the world was producing people faster than it was producing food and material to support them. Later scientists, however, disproved the conclusion of Malthus, and revealed that he had vastly underestimated the resources of the world and the resourcefulness of man.
Not too many years ago, Dr. Kirtley Mather, a Harvard geologist, wrote a book entitled Enough and to Spare14. He set forth the basic theme that famine is wholly unnecessary in the modern world. Today, therefore, the question on the agenda must read: Why should there be hunger and privation in any land, in any city, at any table when man has the resources and the scientific know-how to provide all mankind with the basic necessities of life? Even deserts can be irrigated and top soil can be replaced. We cannot complain of a lack of land, for there are twenty-five million square miles of tillable land, of which we are using less than seven million. We have amazing knowledge of vitamins, nutrition, the chemistry of food, and the versatility of atoms. There is no deficit in human resources; the deficit is in human will. The well-off and the secure have too often become indifferent and oblivious to the poverty and deprivation in their midst. The poor in our countries have been shut out of our minds, and driven from the mainstream of our societies, because we have allowed them to become invisible. Just as nonviolence exposed the ugliness of racial injustice, so must the infection and sickness of poverty be exposed and healed - not only its symptoms but its basic causes. This, too, will be a fierce struggle, but we must not be afraid to pursue the remedy no matter how formidable the task.
The time has come for an all-out world war against poverty. The rich nations must use their vast resources of wealth to develop the underdeveloped, school the unschooled, and feed the unfed. Ultimately a great nation is a compassionate nation. No individual or nation can be great if it does not have a concern for "the least of these". Deeply etched in the fiber of our religious tradition is the conviction that men are made in the image of God and that they are souls of infinite metaphysical value, the heirs of a legacy of dignity and worth. If we feel this as a profound moral fact, we cannot be content to see men hungry, to see men victimized with starvation and ill health when we have the means to help them. The wealthy nations must go all out to bridge the gulf between the rich minority and the poor majority.
In the final analysis, the rich must not ignore the poor because both rich and poor are tied in a single garment of destiny. All life is interrelated, and all men are interdependent. The agony of the poor diminishes the rich, and the salvation of the poor enlarges the rich. We are inevitably our brothers' keeper because of the interrelated structure of reality. John Donne interpreted this truth in graphic terms when he affirmed15:
No man is an Iland, intire of its selfe: every
man is a peece of the Continent, a part of the
maine: if a Clod bee washed away by the Sea,
Europe is the lesse, as well as if a Promontorie
were, as well as if a Mannor of thy friends
or of thine owne were: any mans death
diminishes me, because I am involved in
Mankinde: and therefore never send to know
for whom the bell tolls: it tolls for thee.
A third great evil confronting our world is that of war. Recent events have vividly reminded us that nations are not reducing but rather increasing their arsenals of weapons of mass destruction. The best brains in the highly developed nations of the world are devoted to military technology. The proliferation of nuclear weapons has not been halted, in spite of the Limited Test Ban Treaty16. On the contrary, the detonation of an atomic device by the first nonwhite, non- Western, and so-called underdeveloped power, namely the Chinese People's Republic17, opens new vistas of exposure of vast multitudes, the whole of humanity, to insidious terrorization by the ever-present threat of annihilation. The fact that most of the time human beings put the truth about the nature and risks of the nuclear war out of their minds because it is too painful and therefore not "acceptable", does not alter the nature and risks of such war. The device of "rejection" may temporarily cover up anxiety, but it does not bestow peace of mind and emotional security.
So man's proneness to engage in war is still a fact. But wisdom born of experience should tell us that war is obsolete. There may have been a time when war served as a negative good by preventing the spread and growth of an evil force, but the destructive power of modern weapons eliminated even the possibility that war may serve as a negative good. If we assume that life is worth living and that man has a right to survive, then we must find an alternative to war. In a day when vehicles hurtle through outer space and guided ballistic missiles carve highways of death through the stratosphere, no nation can claim victory in war. A so-called limited war will leave little more than a calamitous legacy of human suffering, political turmoil, and spiritual disillusionment. A world war - God forbid! - will leave only smoldering ashes as a mute testimony of a human race whose folly led inexorably to ultimate death. So if modern man continues to flirt unhesitatingly with war, he will transform his earthly habitat into an inferno such as even the mind of Dante could not imagine.
Therefore, I venture to suggest to all of you and all who hear and may eventually read these words, that the philosophy and strategy of nonviolence become immediately a subject for study and for serious experimentation in every field of human conflict, by no means excluding the relations between nations. It is, after all, nation-states which make war, which have produced the weapons which threaten the survival of mankind, and which are both genocidal and suicidal in character.
Here also we have ancient habits to deal with, vast structures of power, indescribably complicated problems to solve. But unless we abdicate our humanity altogether and succumb to fear and impotence in the presence of the weapons we have ourselves created, it is as imperative and urgent to put an end to war and violence between nations as it is to put an end to racial injustice. Equality with whites will hardly solve the problems of either whites or Negroes if it means equality in a society under the spell of terror and a world doomed to extinction.
I do not wish to minimize the complexity of the problems that need to be faced in achieving disarmament and peace. But I think it is a fact that we shall not have the will, the courage, and the insight to deal with such matters unless in this field we are prepared to undergo a mental and spiritual reevaluation - a change of focus which will enable us to see that the things which seem most real and powerful are indeed now unreal and have come under the sentence of death. We need to make a supreme effort to generate the readiness, indeed the eagerness, to enter into the new world which is now possible, "the city which hath foundations, whose builder and maker is God"18.
We will not build a peaceful world by following a negative path. It is not enough to say "We must not wage war." It is necessary to love peace and sacrifice for it. We must concentrate not merely on the negative expulsion of war, but on the positive affirmation of peace. There is a fascinating little story that is preserved for us in Greek literature about Ulysses and the Sirens. The Sirens had the ability to sing so sweetly that sailors could not resist steering toward their island. Many ships were lured upon the rocks, and men forgot home, duty, and honor as they flung themselves into the sea to be embraced by arms that drew them down to death. Ulysses, determined not to be lured by the Sirens, first decided to tie himself tightly to the mast of his boat, and his crew stuffed their ears with wax. But finally he and his crew learned a better way to save themselves: they took on board the beautiful singer Orpheus whose melodies were sweeter than the music of the Sirens. When Orpheus sang, who bothered to listen to the Sirens?
So we must fix our vision not merely on the negative expulsion of war, but upon the positive affirmation of peace. We must see that peace represents a sweeter music, a cosmic melody that is far superior to the discords of war. Somehow we must transform the dynamics of the world power struggle from the negative nuclear arms race which no one can win to a positive contest to harness man's creative genius for the purpose of making peace and prosperity a reality for all of the nations of the world. In short, we must shift the arms race into a "peace race". If we have the will and determination to mount such a peace offensive, we will unlock hitherto tightly sealed doors of hope and transform our imminent cosmic elegy into a psalm of creative fulfillment.
All that I have said boils down to the point of affirming that mankind's survival is dependent upon man's ability to solve the problems of racial injustice, poverty, and war; the solution of these problems is in turn dependent upon man squaring his moral progress with his scientific progress, and learning the practical art of living in harmony. Some years ago a famous novelist died. Among his papers was found a list of suggested story plots for future stories, the most prominently underscored being this one: "A widely separated family inherits a house in which they have to live together." This is the great new problem of mankind. We have inherited a big house, a great "world house" in which we have to live together - black and white, Easterners and Westerners, Gentiles and Jews, Catholics and Protestants, Moslem and Hindu, a family unduly separated in ideas, culture, and interests who, because we can never again live without each other, must learn, somehow, in this one big world, to live with each other.
This means that more and more our loyalties must become ecumenical rather than sectional. We must now give an overriding loyalty to mankind as a whole in order to preserve the best in our individual societies.
This call for a worldwide fellowship that lifts neighborly concern beyond one's tribe, race, class, and nation is in reality a call for an all-embracing and unconditional love for all men. This oft misunderstood and misinterpreted concept so readily dismissed by the Nietzsches of the world as a weak and cowardly force, has now become an absolute necessity for the survival of man. When I speak of love I am not speaking of some sentimental and weak response which is little more than emotional bosh. I am speaking of that force which all of the great religions have seen as the supreme unifying principle of life. Love is somehow the key that unlocks the door which leads to ultimate reality. This Hindu-Moslem-Christian-Jewish-Buddhist belief about ultimate reality is beautifully summed up in the First Epistle of Saint John19:
Let us love one another: for love is of God; and everyone
that loveth is born of God, and knoweth God.
He that loveth not knoweth not God; for God is love.
If we love one another, God dwelleth in us, and His
love is perfected in us.
Let us hope that this spirit will become the order of the day. As Arnold Toynbee20 says: "Love is the ultimate force that makes for the saving choice of life and good against the damning choice of death and evil. Therefore the first hope in our inventory must be the hope that love is going to have the last word." We can no longer afford to worship the God of hate or bow before the altar of retaliation. The oceans of history are made turbulent by the ever-rising tides of hate. History is cluttered with the wreckage of nations and individuals that pursued this self-defeating path of hate. Love is the key to the solution of the problems of the world.
Let me close by saying that I have the personal faith that mankind will somehow rise up to the occasion and give new directions to an age drifting rapidly to its doom. In spite of the tensions and uncertainties of this period something profoundly meaningful is taking place. Old systems of exploitation and oppression are passing away, and out of the womb of a frail world new systems of justice and equality are being born. Doors of opportunity are gradually being opened to those at the bottom of society. The shirtless and barefoot people of the land are developing a new sense of "some-bodiness" and carving a tunnel of hope through the dark mountain of despair. "The people who sat in darkness have seen a great light."21 Here and there an individual or group dares to love, and rises to the majestic heights of moral maturity. So in a real sense this is a great time to be alive. Therefore, I am not yet discouraged about the future. Granted that the easygoing optimism of yesterday is impossible. Granted that those who pioneer in the struggle for peace and freedom will still face uncomfortable jail terms, painful threats of death; they will still be battered by the storms of persecution, leading them to the nagging feeling that they can no longer bear such a heavy burden, and the temptation of wanting to retreat to a more quiet and serene life. Granted that we face a world crisis which leaves us standing so often amid the surging murmur of life's restless sea. But every crisis has both its dangers and its opportunities. It can spell either salvation or doom. In a dark confused world the kingdom of God may yet reign in the hearts of men.
* Dr. King delivered this lecture in the Auditorium of the University of Oslo. This text is taken from Les Prix Nobel en 1964. The text in the New York Times is excerpted. His speech of acceptance delivered the day before in the same place is reported fully both in Les Prix Nobel en 1964 and the New York Times.
1. Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), American poet and essayist.
2. Alfred North Whitehead (1861-1947). British philosopher and mathematician, professor at the University of London and Harvard University.
3. "There is one thing stronger than all the armies in the world and that is an idea whose time has come." Translations differ; probable origin is Victor Hugo, Histoire d'un crime, "Conclusion-La Chute", chap. 10.
4. "Ain't Gonna Let Nobody Turn Me Around" is the title of an old Baptist spiritual.
5. Exodus 5:1; 8:1; 9:1; 10:3.
6. "Brown vs. Board of Education of Topeka", 347 U.S. 483, contains the decision of May 17, 1954, requiring desegregation of the public schools by the states. "Bolling vs. Sharpe", 347 U.S. 497, contains the decision of same date requiring desegregation of public schools by the federal government; i.e. in Washington, D.C. "Brown vs. Board of Education of Topeka", Nos. 1-5. 349 U.S. 249, contains the opinion of May 31, 1955, on appeals from the decisions in the two cases cited above, ordering admission to "public schools on a racially nondiscriminatory basis with all deliberate speed".
7. Public Law 88-352, signed by President Johnson on July 2, 1964.
8. Both Les Prix Nobel and the New York Times read "retrogress".
9. Lyndon B. Johnson defeated Barry Goldwater by a popular vote of 43, 128, 956 to 27,177,873.
10. For a note on Gandhi, seep. 329, fn. 1.
11. For accounts of the civil rights activities by both whites and blacks in the decade from 1954 to 1964, see Alan F. Westin, Freedom Now: The Civil Rights Struggle in America (New York: Basic Books, 1964), especially Part IV, "The Techniques of the Civil Rights Struggle"; Howard Zinn, SNCC: The New Abolitionists (Boston: Beacon Press, 1964); Eugene V. Rostow, "The Freedom Riders and the Future", The Reporter (June 22, 1961); James Peck, Cracking the Color Line: Nonviolent Direct Action Methods of Eliminating Racial Discrimination (New York: CORE, 1960).
12. January 8, 1964.
13. Thomas Robert Malthus (1766-1834), An Essay on the Principle of Population (1798).
14. Kirtley F. Mather, Enough and to Spare: Mother Earth Can Nourish Every Man in Freedom (New York: Harper, 1944).
15. John Donne (1572?-1631), English poet, in the final lines of "Devotions" (1624).
16. Officially called "Treaty Banning Nuclear Weapons Tests in Atmosphere, in Outer Space, and Underwater", and signed by Russia, England, and United States on July 25, 1963.
17. On October 16, 1964.
18. Hebrews II: 10.
19. I John 4:7-8, 12.
20. Arnold Joseph Toynbee (1889- ), British historian whose monumental work is the 10-volume A Study of Story (1934-1954).
21. This quotation may be based on a phrase from Luke 1:79, "To give light to them that sit in darkness and in the shadow of death"; or one from Psalms 107:10, "Such as sit in darkness and in the shadow of death"; or one from Mark Twain's To the Person Sitting in Darkness (1901), "The people who sit in darkness have noticed it...".
From Nobel Lectures, Peace 1951-1970, Editor Frederick W. Haberman, Elsevier Publishing Company, Amsterdam, 1972
retrieved January 18, 2010 from nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/peace/laureates/1964/king-lec...
My first J-doll finally arrived!! I'm sooooo happy :D
Her name is Himawari (but friends call her Hima-chan). She's an easygoing girl who loves cute things, animated characters and reading manga. Two of her best friends are makagas, so Himawari usually know what is going to happen in Japan's most popular shoujos before everyone else. Good thing she's great at keeping secrets! :)
1. At what time did you wake up this morning?
你今早何時醒來的？ 6.30am. I HATE waking up early but I do it for my puppy!
2. What is the encounter that you fear most?(things/ person)
你最害怕遇到的人和事？ Cockroaches
3. What makes you feel happy?
什麽能讓你快樂？ Dancing well! Travelling and seeing new places and experiencing new things.
5. When was your last time crying?
上一次流淚是什麽時候？ About a month ago.
6. What do you belive in?
你有信仰嗎？有的話，是什麽？ I believe that one is responsible for choosing their path in life, I don’t believe in fate or destiny. I believe people should take care of their health and be kind to others.
7. What is your biggest concern in life?
你在生活中最關心的事情是什麽？ My family.
8.Please choose three words to desicribe yourself.
請用三個字形容你自己
Adaptable, easygoing, multi tasking.
Honey has soft silky fur of a gorgeous color. She also has white paws and some white under her chin, although I didn't get a good shot showing these things. She seemed to like being petted although a nap sounded great to her too. This beautiful and easygoing girl found a new home the next day, 24 June 2016.
Village Vrmdža, Serbia, Aug 17, 2021: Three generations of female villagers riding in a tractor trailer.
I was at a neighbourhood yard sale (or garage sale) when I saw this "urban cowboy" driving an all-terrain vehicle (ATV). At first, I thought he was just hauling the used stuff he had bought. Then I noticed a head popping out of the trailer. I walked around behind and saw a woman who looked so easygoing riding and basking in the beautiful sunlight. Hence the title "Easy Rider". I took the shot. I also liked the contrast between the urban cowboy's transport and the cars on both sides of the street.
Here is Max at almost 4 weeks old. Out of all the kittens I have purchased over the years, he has be the most calm and easygoing!
Hello lovelies!
The "Kiley Cropped Button Up" and "Phoebe Dress Shorts" are now available at the Dubai Event.
This breezy summer set is easygoing but polished, with a tailored cropped shirt and high-waisted shorts that show just the right amount of skin. Perfect for hot days, seaside strolls, or wherever your summer mood takes you.
For a limited time during the event, every purchase includes the print pack HUD as a FREE bonus. After the event, the print pack will be sold separately, so now is the perfect time to grab it.
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The included sizes are LaraX + PetiteX, Legacy + Perky & eBody Reborn
• $325L - color packs (12 colors included in each pack)
• $1195L - deluxe pack (60 colors included)
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there's an easygoing nature that comes with a perspective of things that aren't as important as we make them sometimes.
Kohuke is a Toa of Stone, a member of the Toa Toiri who joined the Toa Rangi to help them complete their mission. Tasked with the protection and large-scale maintenance of Le-Metru Moto-Hubs and Chute Stations, Kohuke is an easygoing and friendly Toa. He's always eager to help and provide his insight, and is the "heart" of the Toa Toiri, often serving as a mediator between Tinoro and Kōpera.
He's an experienced hand-to-hand combatant, enhancing his blows with his Crystal Blasters which are capable of creating and shooting pure elemental energy as well as creating crystal and gem-like protodermis formations. His Great Tipu, Mask of Growth, is especially powerful and allows him to have total control of the battlefield.
Mask of Growth by @rothanaki
Symmetrical Flames by Vahki6
Scarborough, which lies just beyond Kommetjie, is one of the few suburbs of Cape Town that remains far from the madding crowds, despite its proximity to the city and a recent property boom that has sent even properties here in Scarborough into the stratosphere. Scarborough is a conservation village and essentially a random scattering of houses and beach homes that lie embedded in the steep mountains of Slangkop and Red Hill, overlooking the thundering Atlantic waves. It is a nature lover's haven, seems miles from traffic jams and makes the crime of suburban living seem irrelevant. Despite the fact that its self-employed musician-writer-artist residents have been joined by the more affluent computer programmer and advertising exec, the easygoing lifestyle remains intact. Scarborough lies adjacent to the Cape Point Nature Reserve, which guarantees little development here in the future and means that the suburb is blessed with some of the greatest treasure collections of plants. The rustic charm of the Scarborough village is further enhanced by the fact that it offers some of the best fishing and surfing on the peninsular. Bodyboarding, kite surfing, kayaking, windsurfing and crayfishing are all highly rated, and Scarborough’s beach is privy to some of the most awesome sunsets and wonderful windswept walks. There are a couple of restaurants here and a small shop, but it’s not very far before you reach Simons Town, and Noordhoek and Fish Hoek are as easily accessible in the other direction, should you need to stock up on supplies.
Info source: www.sa-venues.com/attractionswc/scarborough.php
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The photo was taken during October 2014 at Scarborough, Western Cape, South Africa.
Varanasi, Uttar Pradesh, India
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Name: Brocker, first name unknown, identity is possibly fake
Villain’s name: Pursuit, Red Mech
Age: Unknown, says he’s younger than 40
Bio: This villain is relatively unknown, and his activities are not really notorious, which leaves the question, who is he really? Rumours that he is actually a hero/anti hero joining the mercenaries undercover, infiltrating them for his own means—-or for a greater purpose.
By all means, Brocker claims his accent is mid-Atlantic accent, and was supposed to be born mute. He claims that he “should have been born a girl, but God gave me a man’s body and the voice of masculinity”. He has been observing the heroes running rampant on the streets for a while, but doesn’t interfere or get caught, instead, he helps with survivors of helps deal with the aftermath, but he isn’t really that bad of a person.
Powers and abilities: Enhanced reaction time, super strength, endurance, able to temporarily stun and disable enemies he comes into contact with by paralysing them for a few minutes. A big laser sword, but is unknown how the energy is generated. His suit can light up in dark places if he touches the sword, and also gives him some sort of barrier and discharging blasts.
Weaknesses: None known so far, his paralysis powers mostly has to be in physical contact, it cannot be used for over an hour. Most often, the effect will wear off to the victim after a while. Only cares about money, tends to be sarcastic during serious moments, possibly intentionally.
Equipment: Powered suit equipped with protective fabrics and mesh weaves, mask that covers his face (except his mohawk), red sword, some guns and gadgets. The sword is only encoded to the user only, but in this case Brocker’s genes have bonded to the sword, making it harmful to the others by shocking them upon physical contact.
Personality: Sarcastic, talkative, annoying, easygoing, carefree, high-spirited, sometime serious and focused
I don't know if I've posted this image before but I'm sure I've already used that heading once though I doubt if anyone will notice it. But it is true I am a kind of rebel without a cause but maybe I'm rebelling in a nice way against all the miserable people in the world who spoil your day for Jojo is usually a happy easygoing soul. When I took this in 2017 I was in my 'good to be alive mode' having had and escaped cancer. I don't do this so often these days but I used to buy things like this Repel bathing costume just because I fell in love with it and to be honest I can't fit into this costume very well as it's too small but as you see I try my best.
Kohuke is a Toa of Stone, a member of the Toa Toiri who joined the Toa Rangi to help them complete their mission. Tasked with the protection and large-scale maintenance of Le-Metru Moto-Hubs and Chute Stations, Kohuke is an easygoing and friendly Toa. He's always eager to help and provide his insight, and is the "heart" of the Toa Toiri, often serving as a mediator between Tinoro and Kōpera.
He's an experienced hand-to-hand combatant, enhancing his blows with his Crystal Blasters which are capable of creating and shooting pure elemental energy as well as creating crystal and gem-like protodermis formations. His Great Tipu, Mask of Growth, is especially powerful and allows him to have total control of the battlefield.
Mask of Growth by @rothanaki
Symmetrical Flames by Vahki6
Dioscorea Elephantipes is a stunning plant with a large round caudex that resembles a pattern of an elephant’s foot, hence the name. This plant grows long vines with small green, heart-shaped leaves. It is a very easygoing plant, so perfect for a beginner plant enthusiast.
Dioscorea elephantipes is summer deciduous and is a perennial geophytic climber. In summer the leafless plant conserves energy by dropping its leaves in October, just before the onset of the summer heat. The plants are monoecious, that means the flowering sexes are found on separate plants. The stems grow in a climbing fashion. The leaves are heart-shaped. Male flowers are erect with spiny racemes. Female flowers are in spinescent, spreading spikes. Flowers are pale greenish yellow and normally appear in May or June. Seed is produced in September and October.
I got the idea to send healing energy naturally by imagine to blow dandelions. Every seed with that fine umbrella flows to the One you want to send healing oder loving energy. Every seed and umbrella stands for different energy levels-regions (for example the chakras).
But as you just imagine to blow (or actually blow), the umbrellas will find their way at the correct positions on the Ones body (physical and energetical), where the One needs healing most.
You just be kind, easygoing and full of joy as children are /should be. Blow the dandelion seeds and umbrellas to everyone you want, with the best wishes for healing and loving and... other pure intents. :-)
With Love
Two of my patient pets assist as I attempt to tame higher ISOs than I like to use.
Keeking, which I hope I have spelled correctly, is a Scottish colloquialism.
I can't help expressing my struggles.
this is my daily dose of estrogen which I take against the inconveniences caused by menopause, such as: heat flash, sleeplessness and, most irritating and disturbing: shivering attacks.
estrogen helps against all of this, same time I do not feel easygoing with that daily dose.
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When think easygoing in our house, I look no further than Jakey.
DDC-1383. 8/14 "Easygoing"
226/365: The 2015 Edition
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Name: Megan Chloe Danica Hinds
Hero's name: Shadowhelon,various aliases like OSA, Dr3EadN7uGHT etc.
Age: 23/24
Bio: Megan has Irish, Spanish and Albanian ancestry, as well as some roots to Scottish and a little bit of Asian genealogy. Hailing from Nashville, Tennessee, Megan had a troubling childhood, when her parents divorced at 9 and her drunk mother would abuse her. She considers her early life “pretty much sucks”, due to harassing and her mother’s debts. She left home at 12 and went to live with her granduncle at Los Angeles, who provided her living and studies, and eventually had a nice life and went to college, and eventually university. There, she would meet the handsome, nice young man, known as Adrian Kane, again.
Megan met Adrian when both were 14. They had been friends with each other since high school, and both harboured a secret crush one another, but never wanted to have a relationship due to their studies and commitments and stuff. Around 18, they started dating after confessing their feelings and had a fairly good relationship , but had some on and offs. When Adrian was 20, he wanted to join the Marines with his best friend Marc (Who is also Megan’s friend), and they had a big argument resulting in them breaking up.
In the time between Adrian (and Marc’s) career in the USMC, Megan became a freelance hacker and a author, then eventually a officer working in cyber crimes and commercial crimes division. It was this time when her powers manifested and Adrian had worked there for a few months after he returned which she didn’t knew, often exchanging glances or having some awkward talks with each other. She had a couple dates but none of them were as good as Adrian.
During the raid on L.A., Megan was hacking into various systems when the place she was around with the other hackers started to rumble. A few criminals, electronically equipped burst in, but Megan “hacked” their minds, causing their heads to overload. Her ex-boyfriend’s signal alerted her, and she found out that he was also a vigilante. Her story would also be told to the others, taking on the codename “Helon”, and joining the Grey Police.
Powers and abilities: Shadow generation, shadow combat, create shadow constructs such as spikes and tendrils, blend into the dark, make multiple “silhouettes” of herself, generate shadow energy. Megan can use shadows to travel to places and dimensions, make shadow portals. Her powers can fuse and combine with a light user (Photonkiller) and make attacks together. able to hack into most stuff, most notably electronic “minds”, which are cyborgs, robots, or enhanced/tech implanted things and humans. Trained marksman and combatant, knowledge of criminology, cyber crimes and commercial stuff.
Weaknesses: Light to a degree, some really bright areas, trauma from childhood. Some of her darkness makes her personality change a bit. She and her ex-boyfriend have traits of PTSD, which makes them sorta common. Her harbouring feelings for Adrian.
Equipment: High tech suit with protective lining and some armour, gloves and guns, hacker’s equipment, portable tech. Has blue, silverish dyed hair.
Personality: Bold, sometimes easygoing, anxious, resourceful, independent (when with the team or on her own), romantic, quick-witted, humorous.
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Laid-back
1. relaxed or unhurried.
2. free from stress; easygoing; carefree
My Blue Denims at Rest.........Laid-back Saturday Mood!, Home!
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"My true program is summed up in one word: life. I expect to photograph anything suggested by that word which appeals to me."
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PixNote:
A popular etymology of the word denim is a contraction of serge de Nîmes in France. Denim was traditionally colored blue with indigo dye to make blue "jeans," though "jean" denoted a different, lighter cotton textile. This is because our usage of jean comes from the French word for Genoa, Italy (Gênes), for whom the first denim trousers were made.
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Wonderful easygoing #psychedelicportrait shoot with actor Andrew Berlin @andrewaaronb whose singing is out of this world. He’s currently in Oklahoma in the West End transfer, a brilliant gutsy reinvention of the original Rogers & Hammerstein musical which blew me away when I saw it at the Young Vic.
Huge thanks Zachary James @theofficialzacharyjames for connecting us up!
Colours were achieved in studio with mild tweaks.
3 gridded beauty dishes with gels - 1 above camera and 1 oblique each side.
1 long softbox with gel, projected up backdrop.
Wireless trigger on camera.
This is a clone or sport or lusus of Rosa 'Livin' Easy', (aka HARwelcome), a floribunda rose cultivar, bred by Jack Harkness (not Captain Jack Harkness!).
It reaches around 90 cm in height and bears double, scented flowers in a warm peachy apricot through summer and autumn.
This fine example was seen the US Botanic Garden on the Mall in Washington DC., in the early summer of 2012.
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