How Embarrassing!
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It's so embarrassing
All of the things I need living inside of me
I can't see it
It's so embarrassing
All of the love I seek living inside of me
I can't see, I'm blind
Everyone's out for a nice leisurely family swim, when all of a sudden Papa Goose decides to stick his head far below the water line and come up rather quickly looking surprised that someone was actually watching. The look on his face is absolutely priceless, oh life's embarrassing moments!!
New Brunswick, NJ
The Shadow Self is an archetype that forms part of the unconscious mind and is composed of repressed ideas, instincts, impulses, weaknesses, desires, perversions, and embarrassing fears. This archetype is often described as the darker side of the human psyche.
Caught again how embarrassing ...Its a regular occurrence to need to be rescued from the garbage bins at the campground .
I am so embarrassed. I had my photo deleted. (Monarch in field) Not good for a Moderator not to follow the rules. I knew it to, it just slip this old fart's mind. So Sorry Maria and other SoS folk. 😞😧
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Okay, embarrassing confession time (we're all friends here, right?)! This shot is from a few years ago, looking through the smoke filled air at the sunset from Boy Scout Camp Meriwether on the Oregon Coast. The confession? I've been at the beach all week with my family, and even had my laptop along, but forgot the card reader for the XQD cards!!! Thus the posting of old shots for now. Looking forward to processing some from this trip to post over the next few weeks...
THE SEEKER
I am in a house, I know it well, but I have never been there before. There is no light, just me. The halls are empty, it is without life, without the things to bring it to life, no pictures, no tables, no chairs. It is a bleak house, dark, shadows, and even the light that seeps through the cracks, is dark. In the middle of the room there is foreboding, it is under the floor. I feel my hair stand on end.
I look to the door, the door, into which one must never go.
I stand and know that I can't run, I can't hide, because the dark of the house, is outside too. And I know it's time to leave, but I find myself walking, walking toward the door, the door that I must never open, as it leads to the room, the room into which one must never go.
I am sweating, I want to call out, I am trying to scream, it's primal, but there is no sound, there is no voice. I am unable to call for help. I try to move my arms, but they are frozen.
I am though the door, the room that vibrates with fear, darkness - something is moving in the secret passage, the secret passage that lies beyond the room. It is a narrow corridor, and I am bending to walk into the passage, and it leads to a room above the house, in the attic, I feel the cold, it is icy, and I fear for my very soul - I feel the negative energy that seeping into my skin. I am trying to shout, trying to leave, trying to turn away, wanting to run. A shape emerges out of the wall, it comes to me, draining all the goodness from me, and I feel terrible fear and dread, I want to fight it, but I am helpless, I am powerless, I can't move, but I know now, I must face it, I must fight for my life, and every fibre in me is screaming - and I remember .
I have been here before, and it is always the same, when the presence comes I wake up screaming and sweating, my pulse is racing. I have been through this many times before, and I am shaking and quaking, but I realize - despite these confrontations - I do not wake up dead, just terrified, and I begin to feel that perhaps, perhaps, these is no danger here. I have spent nights telling myself before I fall asleep that if this dream comes to me again, meet fear with love.
Now I know I was dreaming. I am out of the icy house. I am awake, lying in my bed. I am calmer now, I try to move, but nothing happens. I can't move anything, but I can see my room, and I feel a rising panic, and I feel the icy cold. There is someone standing at the end of my bed, staring at me. I am trying to scream and move my arms, to wake up, nothing happens. I see him standing clearly in my room, he has followed me here .
Now I will need to fight, but I can’t move, and he can, what are the rules in this situation, I am powerless. It is terrifying. Move !, Move !, Run ! Nothing. Then I remember “Do not get angry, that gives it power”. I stop struggling, start to calm down. He isn’t moving or doing anything, he never has, he just stands there.
"Hi", I think to myself.
"Can you hear me" it says in a sweet peaceful voice.
Oh that's great, he isn't even hostile, he’s doing his best not to terrify me and here I am like a wild animal, scared of the unknown, that's just great. He has been coming to talk to me, to give me wisdom -but his presence has seemed so terrifying , that he can’t even talk to me. I guess he has been coming and waiting patiently for me to meet him with love, not anger and fear. Well this is embarrassing.
I didn't expect a dialog, and I am now wanting to wake up. It's not fear this time, this guy had a very calm and gentle voice, but James Bond just climbed through my window and I sensed things were only going to go downhill from here.
Note to self, you got to do something about the quality of your dreams - oh, and thanks for the lesson in love and fear.
PS - The next day, many, many years ago - we went swimming with friends in mountain pools. The river water in Africa is dark and you can’t even see your feet in the water. We swam across a large, deep pool. I jumped into a big pothole at the end of the pool. There was a waterfall crashing into one side of it and the sandy bottom felt soothing on my feet. No one else wanted to jump in, and I realized, I had forgotten to be scared. The dream sequence has never returned.
PPS – Lucid dreaming is common, and trying to wake up during a nightmare is too – the immobility comes from your body preventing you from sleepwalking in response to dream situations – so it can feel disturbing while dreaming, but it is a good self preservation mechanism that is there to protect you from real harm. So the fear is gone and I am happy to dream on. And I work with dreams and treat them as an active state. If something is bugging you, think about it before you sleep, it can help resolve while you are off to never, never land
© G P F for All images and text, please do not use without my express permission. From THE Book That Dreams.
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What's going on in my mind:
I like old things and also old machines. Of course also old locomotives.
When I admired this locomotive, I received a private greeting from an avatar. I haven't seen this girl avatar for a long time and I liked her appearance. I wanted to compliment her.
If it was a man, I wouldn't be embarrassed and write that his appearance is as beautiful as the old locomotive. He would certainly understand :). But with a woman? Write that I like how old the locomotive would probably be inappropriate ..
I realized again that there are probably men from Mars and women from Venus, as one book says :)
Or do you think a woman would understand the compliment?
Smiles
map: La Vallee.
Воспоминаньями смущенный.... хожу с поникшею главой.
Когда-то все цвело и жило, теперь лишь немощно и хило.
/Пушкин + Тютчев/
Парк «Володимирська гірка». Київ. Україна.
Embarrassed to say, but I just discovered the double exposure setting on my camera. Before, I would use PS or Lightroom. Took several attempts at first, then I actually had fun trying out different objects. Here, I used a "wave" sculpture we have at home (I have used this in several other photos in the past) and some seashells.
When you get embarrassed in front of the person you love.....
In these difficult times, recalling the cute little moments when we first fell in love, is good for the soul...try it ;-)
“Most things in life are moments of pleasure and a lifetime of embarrassment; photography is a moment of embarrassment and a lifetime of pleasure.” – ~Tony Benn~
Enjoy a peaceful and tender evening everyone!
"Won't somebody tell me where is love?
I know when I see her face,
She will soon replace the pain that I've uncovered.
Where is Love?
And why does it hurt so much?
And will I measure up if I get to hold her?
The angel on my shoulder.
You can be disheartened,
Made a fool again.
You can't see the future,
And who knows how this ends.
Now I hear you calling,
The dance has just begun.
Head and heals I'm falling are you gonna be the one?....."
a little embarrassing putting this one up as it was so far away but i have a bit of rivary between a few mates with a bird count album for 2022 but we must have a photo and not just a tick for each species but it is my first of the year as i am finding them hard this year
Well, this is kind of embarrassing. This is not the photo I intended to end up with. Instead, it is a half-completed bit of post-production. And it will never be completed… and this is the embarrassing bit… when I was saving the working file I mistakenly saved it has a jpeg and lost all the layers, etc. If you think “that’s just too purple” then you are probably right. But that’s the way it is and that’s the way it will stay (for now at least).
The location is the iconic Lyveden New Bield in Northamptonshire. I got there just before dawn on a frosty morning and it was glorious to watch the frozen reflection of the sky change from a deep blue through the shades to a warm orange (it probably went purple, too. Or so I keep telling myself).
At least all my mishaps were on the PC and did not involve injuring my body or losing my trousers (yes, I’m looking at you, Paul)
Equipment: Nikon D7000, Nikkor 10-24mm @12mm. ISO 400, F5.6, 1/200 sec.
Post-production: from what I can remember… A few curve layers applied to dodge/burn. Colour Balance layer used to adjust the colours – boosted blue in the shadows, boosted red/yellow in the highlights.
The Levitation Psych Fest lineup for this year is amazing! You should really check it out if you are a fan of this music! Brian Wilson and Super Furry Animals are who I am looking forward to the most!
I saw this man dancing at the beginning of Austin Psych Fest/Levitation last year. I wanted to add that I found this man quite beautiful and was quite entranced by him. He had that je ne sais quoi, that unbearable lightness of being that reminds us all of why we carry on existing relentlessly even when it's painful.
I walked over to him on the third day of the festival (this was taken on the first) and showed him this photo. There was a language barrier but I tried to explain that for a man he was very beautiful and shouldn't be embarrassed by it. Anyway, I have a better way with photos than words sometimes.
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How embarrassing, this rarely happens. Ooof.
I’m not feeling 100% that’s probably why.
We can blame that.
Ok you all know how I feel about Glam Affair. Always making my heart race.
I really went back and forth about moving permanently from Nicta to Angely.
That was TOUGH.
And here I am, again, at a crossroads.
Not only because I’m so in love with this skin, but it’s on my Jagged Peaches Bunny shape, for Lelutka Camila Evo X.
And it looks INCREDIBLE. Like, do I switch up? Or?
While I fuck around in my brain, let me tell you about this skin, maybe you can help me make my mind up.
From Glam Affair, Felt.
She’s so pretty.
Available in all 20 of the Light Ethereal Essence tones.
Your fave tone purchase includes 3 skins.
One with light brows, one dark brows and one no brows.
I’m wearing L003 Option A (light brows) with Brow Toner Black 50%.
Also included is Ear Layer in your chosen tone, for Lelutka Evo X.
You get alternate brow options (as above, Brow Toners) and Lip Layers.
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Felt is available now at The Fifty
From epoch, we are wearing Elya.
The Elya set consists of
- Crop
- Mini Shirt
- Skirt
- Socks
- Panties
and it’s rigged for
- Reborn
- Legacy
- Lara X
Lots of badass prints and colors to choose from, as always, good luck picking just one or two!
Available as part of the Happy Weekend sale at the epoch mainstore now.
“Un cadre surchargé de travail et stressé est le meilleur cadre qui soit car il ou elle n’a pas le temps de se mêler de tout, de s’embarrasser de petites choses, ni d’ennuyer les gens.”
Jack Welch
Thank you very much for your comments and for your faves.
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Embarrassed. That's what we were. An elite squad of clones, sidelined 'cause some Admiral made some bad decisions. Things didn't get any better once the orders finally came in. "Corellia?" Winslow scoffed, "That doesn't sound like the frontlines to me." "Yeah . . . It doesn't sound like 'blasting droids' either," N'Case added.
The Laatie dropped us off somewhere away from the crowds. I don't remember much of the trek there, I just remember what happened once we made it into town. We heard chanting in the distance, I couldn't make out the words, it just sounded angry. We made our way around a corner only to discover a small group of what looked like workers, hoisting signs high above their heads. "What are they so upset about?" Winslow wondered. "I don't know, but they seem . . . passionate about it," I replied.
*Any constructive criticism is welcome*
Matthew 11:28
“He was so cute when he was embarrassed that it was embarrassing me.”
― Wataru Watari, やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。
My Huggable Star was from Hopscotch , it was a gacha and I think the store in world might be gone, but there are plenty on MP!
Trying not to be embarrassed while doing the MRL in Montana, we referenced the Danneman's Montana stuff this week. This shot angle caught our eye and we wanted it in our portfolio too. A westbound Vancouver bound grain train climbs as they make their way over Mullan Pass. At Austin one can watch the train work up the 2.2% grade for about 3 miles with 4 MRL manned helpers cut-into the train. It is an experience I would highly recommend to anyone! Over 30,000 horses vs gravity is an impressive show! Thanks for the inspiration Mike and Tom!
It's embarrassing how many cobwebs and dog hairs the small animals find behind our furniture. Here I bring this stag beetle girl outside. Yesterday we had a cornu aspersum with cobwebs and dog hairs. We've put it outside. Fun fact is, that the giant house spiders don't collect dirt before I find them and scream (I would be good in a bad horror movie). Two days ago, I saw a giant house spider in the bathroom. I screamed, and the brave husband caught the girl (it was a girl) in a glass and threw her outside. I'm sure she comes right back inside to look for a cosy spot for to make a cocoon. She was completely clean!
I was actually embarrassed to be seen with my camera this day after seeing a group of 5-6 birders/photographers far ahead of me walking about 20 feet apart herding these birds down the beach. It seemed that whenever the Bluebirds landed the photographers started to circle around them and the birds were pushed further along the beach. We all make the mistake of getting to close and flushing the birds at times but this was ongoing, apparently the photos were more important than the birds having a chance to feed. I turned away from the beach and went in search of other birds. Later in the day I returned to the beach. Upon seeing the bluebirds again I got a bit closer then planted myself down in the sand; I was rewarded when (see next photos) this bird landed only about 10 feet in front of me.
At the end of the dry season on the savanna, a zebra foal appears to be embarrassed as his mother lies on her back with her legs in the air during a dust bath as the rest of the herd (called a 'dazzle') turns their backs on her and moves on. Ndutu Lake vicinity, Ngorongo Conservation Area, Tanzania.
01/09/2025 www.allenfotowild.com
Humour is subjective and what one person finds amusing, another might find offensive or hurtful. A joke that relies on stereotypes, prejudice, or personal insults is unlikely to be well-received.
Additionally, timing and context play a crucial role in joke delivery. A joke told at an inappropriate time or in a sensitive setting can easily backfire, leaving the joke-teller feeling embarrassed and the recipient feeling upset.
Men at work Valencia, Spain.
Colour me embarrassed .... yesterday's post of the Loon was not a photograph but a creation by an artificial intelligence. I instructed the 'Bing AI' app on my phone to construct a picture of "a Loon on a lake" and that image is what I got back. I titled it and tagged it in a manner that would expose it for what it was and I placed it in the albums 'Abstract' &'Just Because' and I even included a link to a song titled "Won't Get Fooled Again." I thought it would be obvious to viewers it wasn't my photograph. The joke was on me though because as best as I can tell no one picked up on any of my 'clues' and every one thought it was one of my 'real' Loon photos. I have no real interest in generating AI images but I can see many others including some of my long-time contacts on Flickr are using AI extensively so I thought I would 'give it a try' to see what the fuss was about. My small experiment tells me that photography is undergoing a marked transformation, a sea-change of sorts and our artful pursuit is not what it once was although I have no great insight into what it will become.
The photo above is a real product of light and I have no intention of posting any other images that are not 'written with light.' Please forgive me for my unintended deception. Cheers!
- Toronto, Ontario, Canada -
Again- really reminds of the Exorcist, right? Here's the full view of the castle wall from the previous shot.
I'm pretty sure we were caught in the beams once or twice- I wonder if our giant forms were suddenly cast upon the castle for all to see?
We did our best to stay hidden though, moving -I think- like trained spies, from shadow to shadow, crouching and sprinting. I mean, in the rubbishy way the two of us do. But still.
I took quite a lot of shots whilst we were here, but the lighting conditions were just dire so I think this will be the last one. There was a nice one of the interior courtyard, but I think I'd be embarrassed to upload it to Flickr. I don't want people knowing how bad a photographer I really am..
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I was actually embarrassed to be seen with my camera this day after seeing a group of 5-6 birders/photographers far ahead of me walking about 20 feet apart herding these birds down the beach. It seemed that whenever the Bluebirds landed the photographers started to circle around them and the birds were pushed further along the beach. We all make the mistake of getting to close and flushing the birds at times but this was ongoing, apparently the photos were more important than the birds having a chance to feed. I turned away from the beach and went in search of other birds. Later in the day I returned to the beach. Upon seeing the bluebirds again I got a bit closer then planted myself down in the sand; I was rewarded when (see next photos) this bird landed only about 10 feet in front of me.
ANOTHER STORY:
Tangle, looking extremely embarrassed by her brother's wolfish behaviour, is our youngest dog and a really tiny whippet. She is a very very soft dog and is frequently scared by things only she can see. Once she was running on the beach and yelped. Nothing happened that I could see, no dog was near her, she didn't hurt herself, but she was trembling and for weeks after that I had to keep her on leash just to make sure she wouldn't run back to the car from the beach.
The one place she's never been afraid is the woods - and here she is (the fussiest little whippet) on a freezing cold day waiting for me on one of the fields that we stop at during our hike. She frequently rolls in horrid smelling puddles and is thickly covered from toe to head with slimy muck. Luckily whippets clean up quickly, but I've had to stand in freezing cold streams, trying to clean her up enough to get her in the car for the drive home.
Well, hello there cowboy!
Oh man, this is probably the most embarrassing four of the group - the first and last pose are just ... awesome.
And that second pose? I mean business.
This was pretty soon after I had gotten my braces off (which means I'm 13 or 14). I vaguely remember that the makeup was VERY thick.
Trump yet again embarrassed America by making up fake incidents of violence. This time, instead of making up fake terrorist attacks in Atlanta and Bowling Green that never happened, he decided to make up violence in Sweden, which caused many Americans to laugh at him. But, seriously, this is a real problem. The facts are, Sweden has accepted many refugees and their crime and unemployment rate is much lower than the US per capita. We are doing it wrong....it can't all just be in their lingonberries..it has to also be in their policies. We aren't happy Americans and we won't be until we have a real change, which means the absolute opposite direction of Trump.
I am not saying Sweden is perfect (it would be better without the lutefisk for instance) and there has been some unrest but it's still a paradise compared to America.
Carl Bildt, Sweden’s former Prime Minister, recently disparaged and tweeted to Trump saying, “last year there were approximately 50 percent more murders only in Orlando/Orange in Florida, where Trump spoke the other day, than in all of Sweden. Bad.”
After embarrassing myself as told in the story with this post: flic.kr/p/2nESwS7 I vowed to get it right this time. Consequently I had no choice but to return here for my last shot of the day during this, the biggest show in steam of the year.
This third outing of the reincarnated 'Reading Rambles' was once again led by Reading and Northern 4-8-4 2102 which returned to service this year after a more than three decade slumber. Built in the Reading Company's own shops in 1945 the stout T-1 was doubled headed for one trip only with long time steam star 425. Almost two decades older, the high-drivered 4-6-2 light Pacific was built by Baldwin in 1928 for the Gulf, Mobile & Northern. The steam duo is leading 19 cars with a sold out train of nearly 800 passengers headed back to North Reading after a day long outing to Jim Thorpe.
To learn more about these locomotives check out the RBMN's pages on them here: www.rbmnrr-passenger.com/2102-updates
They are seen here passing the photo line and crossing Molino Road at MP 81.1 on the modern day Reading and Northern Railroad's Reading Division mainline.
Unincorporated Molino
West Brunswick Township, Pennsylvania
Saturday August 13, 2022
When your daughter take you to live in her home, and you come athome, and you CAUGHT them (daughter & her girl) on the sofa..........................sighs... embarrassing
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This juvenile Gray Catbird wasn't too comfortable with his wings. He had difficulty with his landing apparatus, tilting sideways as he touched down and unable to achieve balance. After several minutes of experimentation he finally managed to sit properly but he still didn't know what to do with his wings, so he just let them droop. After several attempts he figured out how to maneuver them to their proper positions alongside his body. It took him at least ten minutes to finally get settled. I think he needs to return to bird training school and take a refresher course on proper landing skills. It was quite entertaining to watch him, and he did seem to be a bit embarrassed. Backyard bird.