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La Metacharis regalis regalis es una mariposa de la familia Riodinidae, subfamilia Riodininae, tribu Riodinini, que vimos en Campucana, una vereda de Mocoa, en el departamento del Putumayo.
En learnaboutbutterflies pude encontrar que "existen 8 especies del género Metacharis, todas ellas limitadas a la región neotropical. Todas las especies de Metacharis son sexualmente dimórficas, es decir, los machos y las hembras difieren en el color y el patrón. En el caso de regalis, la hembra es de color marrón anaranjado con una zona amarillenta prominente cerca del ápice de las alas delanteras. Las alas están marcadas con un patrón de garabatos negruzcos, y tienen una serie de guiones plateados metálicos y puntos negros alrededor de los márgenes. Los machos tienen un color de fondo y un patrón similares, pero carecen de las zonas subapicales pálidas. En su lugar, toda la superficie del ala, a excepción de la zona entre las venas del ápice, está recubierta de un hermoso brillo metálico azul intenso".
"Metacharis regalis se encuentra en Colombia y Venezuela, al sur de la Amazonia y los Andes orientales hasta Perú y Bolivia y se limita a la selva tropical primaria en altitudes comprendidas entre el nivel del mar y unos 1.400 metros".
"El vuelo es rápido y errático. Ambos sexos suelen encontrarse solos en huecos de luz. Los machos se posan en el envés de las hojas u ocasionalmente en la superficie superior. A última hora de la tarde realizan salidas territoriales. Si se les molesta, suelen volar una corta distancia, pero a menudo se posan por encima de la altura de la cabeza, por lo que son difíciles de observar. Las hembras son activas sobre todo a primera hora de la tarde".
Fuente (acudiendo al uso justo): www.learnaboutbutterflies.com/Amazon%20-%20Metacharis%20r...
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The S-Class is Mercedes-Benz top class car series which exists still today. After three predecessor model series seven generations were made until today.
This early version W108 belongs to the third and last pre-S-Class series, although it also has the S-Class designation. The design was based on its predecessor W111, designed by Friedrich Geiger (D, 1907-1996).
The W108 restyle was done by Paul Bracq (Fr, 1933). Bracq reused the same rear end from his W111 Coupé/Cabriolet designs with the minor tailfins for the new W108 sedan body.
The W108 250 series was replaced by the W108 280 series in December 1967.
The addition E stands for Einspritzung (fuel injection). The W109 was equal to the W108 but had a 10 cm longer body.
2496 cc L6 Petrol engine.
1510 kg.
Production M-B W108/W109 series: sedan Aug. 1965-Aug. 1972 (in Europe).
Production M-B W108 this 250SE sedan: Aug. 1965-Dec. 1967.
Original old Dutch reg. number: Febr. 8, 1966.
This Mercedes was sold twice in July 2021 and finally exported after Jan. 28, 2022.
Amsterdam-Noord, Marskramerstraat, April 18, 2018.
© 2018 Sander Toonen Amsterdam/Halfweg | All Rights Reserved
Artist Scaf Oner and/or Abys
IMPORTANT: The buildings no longer exists
Just Memories of great 3D works
Il existe deux espèces de petites araignées connues sous le nom d'Araignée courge ou Épeire concombre.
Les deux araignées sont difficiles à différencier.
Il s'agit de Araniella cucurbitana et Araniella opisthographa.
Sur la photographie, cette superbe petite araignée ne mesure que 4 millimètres.
Il s'agit de l'Araniella opisthographa mâle.
Le mâle de cette espèce est magnifique avec la teinte verte de l'abdomen mêlée au rouge des pattes et au cuivre du céphalothorax. Ce dernier est ceint d'une belle couronne noire.
On trouve Araniella opisthographa principalement dans les chênes.
Près de Simon's Town, la plage des Boulders est surtout connue pour sa colonie de pingouins.
Il faut savoir que cette espece n’existe qu’en Afrique du Sud, où il y en a peut être un millier, tous concentrés sur Boulders Bay et sur Robben Island.
Angelic sunrise lens flare over a misty river Soar. Taken with a Leica M6 and 35mm Summicron on Kodak Portra 160. I should know better shooting directly into the sun, but I quite like the effect.
6. Existen alrededor de 5 000 especies diferentes de libélulas en todo el mundo, excepto en la Antártida. 450 de estas especies se pueden encontrar en los Estados Unidos y alrededor de 80 en Columbia Británica. (Realidad, la mayoría de las especies se encuentran en áreas remotas o tropicales.)
7. Los ojos de una libélula tienen alrededor de 30 000 lentes y pueden ver todo a su alrededor, pero no ven muy bien los detalles. (Realidad, el ojo humano tiene una única lente y ve mejor que una libélula, pero solo en la parte frontal y lateral.)
6. Existen alrededor de 5 000 especies diferentes de libélulas en todo el mundo, excepto en la Antártida. 450 de estas especies se pueden encontrar en los Estados Unidos y alrededor de 80 en Columbia Británica. (Realidad, la mayoría de las especies se encuentran en áreas remotas o tropicales.)
7. Los ojos de una libélula tienen alrededor de 30 000 lentes y pueden ver todo a su alrededor, pero no ven muy bien los detalles. (Realidad, el ojo humano tiene una única lente y ve mejor que una libélula, pero solo en la parte frontal y lateral.)
10. El nombre científico de una libélula es Odonata, que proviene de las palabras “diente de mandíbula” ya que el entomólogo Johann Christian Fabricius, estudió las bocas de las libélulas con el fin de distinguir las diferentes especies. (Realidad, otros nombres de las libélulas en el mundo son cazuela de agua en Inglaterra, cristal viejo en China y los antiguos celtas llamaban a las libélulas aguja de grande alas.)
www.libelulapedia.com/mitos-y-realidades-sobre-las-libelu...
- These dried branches of a bush have interesting tops that have either octagonal (8-fold) or hexagonal (6-fold) symmetry patterns. Strange that both exist for the same plant.
Little evidence exists today of the junction station at Old Hill, the main line from Stourbridge to Snow Hill being joined by branches from Dudley and Halesowen. The `Bumble Hole' line from Dudley closed to passengers in 1964 but remained open for freight until 1968 and the track was lifted by the middle of 1969. Reminders still exist, one such being the abutment (seen on the left in this image) to the bridge which carried the line to Dudley across Beauty Bank, shortly after leaving Old Hill Station.
Powering against the grade between Cradley Heath and Rowley Regis DRS Class 68, 68008 propels 1H17 0638 Stourbridge Junction to London Marylebone through Old Hill.
For alternative railway photography, follow the link:
www.phoenix-rpc.co.uk/index.html to the Phoenix Railway Photographic Circle.
Wanted to try something else, so I made a couple of pure bokeh shots... They will be uploaded later on.
Just experimenting!
Hope you're all having a great weekend!
This fig only exists cause I wanted to use the Syndrome face for something, and CK was the first to come to mind.
Somehow I think it works.
Syndrome head, CMF Skydiver torso, CMF Baseball player belt (?), CMF Roller Girl legs.
Let me know what you think!
“Magic exists. Who can doubt it, when there are rainbows and wildflowers, the music of the wind and the silence of the stars, Anyone who has loved has been touched by magic. It is such a simple and such an extraordinary part of the lives we live.”
― N.R.
These two exist in many forms more or less, and after death the soul passes to one of them and there receives its due; but that existence too is marked by desire and action, and is therefore productive of merit or demerit, and as the soul is thus still entangled in the meshes of karma it must again assume an earthly garb and continue the strife.
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for Flickriver - Sophie Shapiro
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The events that night in the parking lot changed me forever.
I used to look at things as so much more 'black and white.'
'The police were good' I thought.
And 'our government existed to serve and protect the people.'
There was a certain bliss in living with that ignorance.
One night shattered that and life itself would never be so simple again.
I knew that anyone could go bad.
I'd seen that before.
But the systematic coverup I was witness to...
that whacked my reality big time.
Since then I've made quite a few friends who happen to be cops.
I'd say that in my experience about half of them are an honor to the badge.
The other half...
you'd be shocked that they're nothing but another street gang bunch of thugs...
only they hide behind those badges and blue uniforms.
And they're authorized by the state to carry guns and use deadly force.
I don't think anything's ever offended me so much as seeing that bullshit up close.
It was like some fog was lifted and I saw what went on 'behind the curtain.'
That shit really shook me up.
I'm talking about people who've not only got no problem murdering someone...
but they've got the understanding and the means to get away with it.
There's more than a few people in prison who've been sent there wrongly convicted of crimes these guys have done.
They know how to pull it off.
The only thing that they really fear are the half of the cops who wouldn't tolerate that stuff.
The problem is that in some departments the ratio's pretty skewed.
Like Deadwood.
The whole place is filled with bad apples.
The stories I started to hear were unbelievable.
Witness intimidation.
Planting drugs.
Lying on police reports.
Giving false testimony.
And of course...
firebombing the garbage dumpster in front of my office.
I saw that one with my own eyes.
Or that phone call I got about the Police Commisioner's federal conviction for selling a couple of kilos of the white stuff.
The same guy that owned the bar that installed the illegal poker machines.
The ones that were all gone when the county went to raid his place because Iron Fist supposedly got tipped off and told him he'd better get rid of those things fast.
And I heard Iron Fist was pissed.
Not because his Police Commissioner had an illegal gambling operation going on in his town...
but because he'd kept it a secret from him.
Iron Fist kept secrets.
You didn't keep secrets from him.
There's some dark shadows on the other side of that 'thin blue line' and I'm telling you that I hope you never see them.
They get away with way too much.
They get away with murder.
The corruption is so endemic to the system that I have no faith at all that it can ever be eliminated.
There's a secret code.
If you've ever gotten a ticket and the cop thought you were an asshole all he had to do was to make sure that when he stapled your drivers lisense to the paperwork was that he put the staple through your picture.
The next cop that pulled you over knew right away that some other cop had a problem with you.
Because you had staple holes there on your license.
On your face.
That's the kind of shit that they do.
That's the 'code.'
One thing that they do better than anything though is to stick together.
'Professional courtesy' they call it.
In Chicago givin' another cop a ticket for DUI is an instant career dead end.
The older cops with more experience know how it works.
The young guys get sucked into it in order to prove themselves.
And to survive.
You gotta tow the line if you want backup to help you out in a timely manner when you call for it.
It's almost a rite of passage.
You don't pass the test...
you're gonna get your ass kicked on the streets or worse...
and no one's gonna drive really fast to help you out.
You'll be on your own.
Over the years the cops have developed an 'us or them' mentality.
They become jaded about the way it all works...
they socialize amongst themselves and the women who they call 'holster sniffers.'
They start to hate the legal system...
the judges and the prosecutors...
and then all of the sudden they're one of the 'bad apples.'
You hear about them every once in a while...
either they're busted by the feds or they're turned on by the guys around them because they pissed someone off.
You got no idea how bad it is really.
Not until you start hearin' what's going on 'off the record.'
You'll never sleep as well as you did before you heard the stories.
What makes it all worse is when corrupt politicians start to use the police as a 'personal army.'
That only makes everything dirtier.
The cops know that they're gonna get away with so much more when the guys above them are corrupt too.
That's the way it went in Deadwood.
Iron Fist used the police like they were his own little militia.
If he had a problem with you then you had yourself a problem with the cops.
And keepin' Iron Fist happy took precedence over 'law and order' any day of the week in Deadwood.
You got old Iron Fist pissed off at you that'd be a real quick end to your career in 'law enforcement.'
While Iron Fist ran the place the town was known as a really desirable place to live.
You didn't put a 'for sale' sign in front of your house if you wanted to sell it when he was in charge.
The old man would never tolerate that.
He had a list of people who wanted to live there and him and his cronies would figure out who they were gonna let buy your house.
They didn't want any 'undesirables' moving in.
And by 'undesirables' I mean black people.
Iron Fist thought that 'for sale' signs on people's homes made him look bad.
Dude should have been a cult leader the way he operated.
If you went around 'the system'...
and some people did because they felt that Iron Fist's little policy was cutting their profits on the sale of their homes...
Iron Fist would send the cops out late at night and snatch that 'for sale' sign right out of your front yard.
The guys I talked to said 'Secret Squirrel' was always up for the job.
He was the guy that drove around with the trunk full of machine guns.
The Village was sued in federal court for the practice by real estate agents and the Village lost on First Ammendment grounds...
but they still kept doing it.
Iron Fist reduced the police to commonon thievery.
For a lot of them I think that was the line that they'd first crossed into the corruption that soiled the place.
Kind of like a little 'initiation' into the way things were done in Deadwood.
They wanted to make damn sure no 'undesirables' were ever hired on to the police department too.
They asked applicants to provide a picture of themselves with their applications.
You better not have a dark complection if you wanted to get a job there.
The thing that really made everything so corrupt was that the Chief would always end up with a big old bag of dirt on Iron Fist...
just as much as Iron Fist'd end up with a big old bag of dirt on the Chief.
The relationships never seemed to last too long because Iron Fist knew the game better than any of the clowns he'd make Chief.
He'd take 'em down before they really became a threat.
When Skeevy left there to run another department it wasn't too long before the feds were all over his ass.
It was Skeevy who'd installed the guy that'd become the next Chief...
'Chief Hotdog.'
The one I sent the 'nutcracker' letter to.
Where I told him 'I was gonna squeeze his balls until they popped.'
The letter I had to read in front of the jury with all the good stuff blacked out.
Man I really thought I was gonna be charged with some serious felonies for that action.
Even my lawyer said he was worried about it.
'You don't go around writing that kind of stuff down' he said 'say whatever you want but you don't write letters like that and send them to the Chief of Police signed with your name.'
Fortunately the statute of limitations has run out on that one and I ain't got no problems that way.
I really tortured poor Chief Hotdog...
got inside his head and fucked with him big time.
The way I saw it he deserved it.
I mean... he was the boss... and he coudda done something to make things right for me and my family.
He was given the chance to do the right thing.
They all were.
But when he came out lying to the media about what happened that night and defended the actions of his street thug cops I knew I was goin' after his ass any way I could.
Right after the case against my wife was thrown out Chief Hotdog resigned.
Of course The Kid said it had nothin' to do with the bungling of that case...
and insiders said it was because he didn't do really well at fundraising for The Kid politically...
but I didn't care.
He was just one more corrupt motherfucker that I had in my crosshairs that went down in flames.
Whatever it was it ended his career.
The department went without a Chief for a few months and everyone speculated on who was gonna be named Chief Hotdog's successor.
I was shakin' the place up with allegations about the use of the contaminated well but that was all kinda behind the scenes...
the media or the feds hadn't picked up on it just yet.
When The Kid appointed the new Chief, me and The Mole both let out a collective gasp at the same time.
He appointed a woman who used to run the water department.
Terry Stewbauer.
I couldn't believe it.
It was such an obvious payoff and anyone in the know could see that right away.
It was blatant.
The Kid wasn't just 'ball-less' he seemed to be brainless too.
That was the first time I knew I really had those assholes and I knew I had them good.
They knew the feds were comin' sooner or later because I wasn't letting up and appointing Stewbauer as the new Chief of Police was a sort of premptory strike.
They wanted to keep her quiet and they wanted to keep her loyal...
put her on the 'short leash.'
I think she was scared shitless about what was comin' down the line and thinkin' about makin' a deal herself with the federales.
The Kid appointing her as the new Chief was probably a confidence builder for the woman.
She was working part time as a detective for the department before she was appointed Chief and I'd heard she wasn't a bad cop.
But she knew the truth about the use of the contaminated well and I knew that in appointing her that The Kid was hoping she'd never tell that truth to anyone.
Especially the feds.
I heard that her husband was a convicted drug dealer who was sitting in prison at the time she was appointed as the new Chief too.
She couldn't have been a very good detective if she didn't know that the old man was dealin' drugs out of her house.
Or she was a very corrupt detective.
Take your pick.
She was working as the Chief of Police in Deadwood when she was indicted on something like twenty three felony counts by the US Attorney.
She had to surrender her gun and her firearm owners identification card to the feds right after that.
Deadwood gave her a paid 'leave of absence' so now she gets paid for doing nothing.
Except takin' a fall for Iron Fist and his crew and keeping some serious secrets.
Of course they're paying her legal bills too.
I can't believe they get away with that shit but they do.
If I was a reporter I'd tear 'em a new one over that story.
I guess that made her the second Chief of Police that I'd end up takin' down in a row over this whole thing.
The Mole once pointed out that 'fucking with you doesn't seem to be a really good career move.'
We shared a good laugh over that one.
I was makin' enemies there almost as fast as I'm known to make friends.
And I was using the enemies of my enemy pretty effectively too.
That's why I'd reached out to Congressman Bobby Rush.
Krista'd made the introduction.
I'd read that when Rush was first elected to Congress that Iron Fist was pretty pissed off that now a black man would be representing Deadwood in Congress.
He was quoted in the newspapers saying that he wanted to secceed from the congressional district because 'there was no way that that man could represent the white ethnics of Deadwood.'
That comment really pissed off Congressman Rush and I don't think he ever forgot it.
Or forgave it.
I remember thinking 'this guy will really be a help in nailing Iron Fist to the cross' and I was right.
Congressman Rush and I are not the kind of guys who you'd ever accuse of seeing 'eye to eye' politically but we had a common enemy in Iron Fist and that's all it takes in Illinois politics... or politics in general to gain a strong ally.
I remember the Congressman pulling me out of a big meeting saying that he wanted me to get in front of the cameras with him and talk to the press.
Right after he'd given the best political speech I've ever had the great pleasure to witness.
I'm telling you I swear he channeled the spirit of a baptist preacher from the deep south of the seventies on that one.
I think the Congressman wanted Iron Fist to see him with his arm around me there smiling.
Kinda like twisting the knife if you know what I mean.
I also remember the Fox News reporter with that tight sweater and the most amazing pair of tits I'd ever seen...
I thought it was pretty funny that I'm standing next to a Congressman with about a half a dozen tv cameras in my face blowin' the lid on Iron Fist and his dirty and despicable deeds and I can't take my eyes off of this woman's rack.
I'm usually not like that...
but damn... the combination of that sweater and her upper body were a work of freakin' art...
a thing of incredible beauty.
That moment was the closest I'd ever come to feeling a woman up on live tv.
I'm glad the Congressman did most of the talking.
When I watched myself on tv that night I looked like a really honest guy lookin' right into the camera like that.
Only me and God knew where I was really looking though.
And I blame the whole thing on God anyway.
That was not the work of some plastic surgeon...
and if it was, then it was God that gave him that talent...
so I still blame God and I think he'd be honored that I do.
I felt like dirt for thinkin' that way there though.
Iron Fist and his shenanigans killed people.
Innocent people that had no idea that they were drinking that cancer water.
There were so many people with cancer there at that meeting.
I shook their hands and I hugged them.
I looked into their eyes and I listened to their stories.
And it all got me even more pissed off at what those assholes did.
Yeah... there was a certain selfish satisfaction in the imminent crucifiction of the people who'd hurt my family...
but more and more I was beginning to find myself taking up the crusade to bring these guys to justice not just for what they'd done to me and my family...
but for what they'd done to the people that trusted them.
They had to pay for what they'd done and it seemed like I was the only one with the balls and the motivation and the understanding of the situation to keep driving them towards justice.
And now I had some powerful people on my side.
Rush had called Eric Holder, the US Attorney General from the meeting and told him what was going on.
Shit was getting stirred up alright.
I was excited.
I'd seen enough in that parking lot and in the days after to know that they were soul-less and corrupt and I wanted to show everyone that.
I wanted revenge ever since that night.
There was a battle going on inside of my soul by this time.
And I found myself slowly letting the whole concept of revenge go.
More than anything...
I really wanted justice.
And I wanted it for the frail thirty eight year old woman I'd just hugged who had cancer all over her body and was sick right there from all of the chemo...
I wanted justice for her.
They had no right to do that to another human being.
Iron Fist and his whole crew hadda go down for this.
From the series 'There's Something in the Water' here on Flickr... www.flickr.com/photos/light_seeker/sets/72157627041317913...
I am in a facebook group called The Reformed Artists and Writers Society..I asked for drawing ideas...I combined there ideas..
Voltando, saudade de vcs que eu senti!!!
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Curiosidades sobre as joaninhas:
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* Existem joaninhas de várias cores: vermelha, amarela, verde, laranja, dourada;
* As cores das joaninhas servem para avisar para os predadores que elas não são saborosas;
* Existem 5.000 espécies de joaninha;
* A joaninha mais comum é a vermelha com pintas pretas. Ela tem 7 pintas;
* As outras joaninhas, de outras cores, têm mais de 7 pintas ou menos;
* Existe joaninha-macho e joaninha-fêmea. A fêmea é maior que o macho;
* A joaninha voa no verão e, no inverno, ela fica na casca da árvore para colocar seus ovos;
* As joaninhas ficam juntas no inverno, para se proteger do frio;
* A joaninha coloca de 3 a 50 ovos;
* A joaninha nasce de um ovinho, depois vira larva e aí vira joaninha;
* A joaninha voa. Ela tem asas;
* A joaninha tem uma casca dura (onde têm suas pintas) e, embaixo, estão suas asas;
* A joaninha tem 6 patas, 3 de cada lado;
* A joaninha tem 2 antenas, que servem para ela sentir o cheiro e o gosto;
* A joaninha se defende dos seus predadores soltando um líquido amarelo e com um cheiro ruim.
* Ela também se finge de morta, para não comerem ela;
* A joaninha é amiga dos agricultores, ela come os pulgões que comem e estragam as plantações;
* A joaninha é usada por alguns plantadores para proteger a plantação;
* A joaninha come ácaros, pulgões e outros insetos;
* A joaninha não é bem redondinha. Ela tem o corpo mais compridinho, e tem cabeça;
* A joaninha enxerga para todos os lados;
* A joaninha gosta de pousar nas flores e folhas;
* A joaninha tem meio centímetro. É menor que uma unha;
* A joaninha é muito comilona, come entre 40 a 75 pulgões por dia;
* A joaninha bate suas asas 85 vezes por segundo durante o seu vôo.
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(Fontes: Wikipédia e Bom Conselho)
The City God Temple or Temple of the City Gods ( 上海城隍庙 ), officially the City Temple of Shanghai, is a folk temple located in the old city of Shanghai. It commemorates the elevation of Shanghai to municipal status and is the site of the veneration of three Chinese figures honored as the city gods of the town. It is also known by some locals as the "Old City God Temple", in reference to a later "New City God Temple" which no longer exists.
In Chinese, "Chenghuangmiao" is also used as the name of the commercial district near the temple. This is generally known in English as Yu Garden, after a nearby Chinese garden.
Regardless of size, many walled cities in ancient China contained a temple dedicated to one or more immortal or god as the spirit(s) or protector(s) of the city.
The temple is dedicated to three city gods:
Huo Guang (d. 68 BC) was a famous Han Dynasty Chancellor. He is remembered for his role in deposing one young emperor and replacing him with another. Huo Guang was the original City God for the County of Shanghai from the Yuan Dynasty.
Qin Yubo (1295–1373) lived in Shanghai and served in the late Yuan Dynasty civil service. When the Hongwu Emperor founded the Ming Dynasty, he resisted two summons to serve at the court. He finally relented, and served in various roles including chief Imperial examiner. After his death, he was anointed City God of Shanghai by the Hongwu Emperor.
Chen Huacheng (1776–1842) was a Qing Dynasty general, responsible for the defence of Shanghai during the First Opium War. He vowed to defend the Yangtze to the death, and was killed in battle against the British.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/City_God_Temple_of_Shanghai
El Templo del Dios de la Ciudad o Templo de los Dioses de la Ciudad (上海城隍庙), oficialmente el Templo de la Ciudad de Shanghái, es un templo popular ubicado en la antigua ciudad de Shanghái. Conmemora la elevación de Shanghái a la categoría de municipio y es el lugar de veneración de tres figuras chinas honradas como los dioses de la ciudad. Algunos lugareños también lo conocen como el "Templo del Dios de la Ciudad Vieja", en referencia a un "Templo del Dios de la Ciudad Nueva" posterior que ya no existe.
En chino, "Chenghuangmiao" también se usa como el nombre del distrito comercial cerca del templo. En inglés, generalmente se lo conoce como Jardín Yu, en honor a un jardín chino cercano.
Independientemente del tamaño, muchas ciudades amuralladas en la antigua China contenían un templo dedicado a uno o más dioses o inmortales como espíritus o protectores de la ciudad.
El templo está dedicado a tres dioses de la ciudad:
Huo Guang (fallecido en el 68 a. C.) fue un famoso canciller de la dinastía Han. Se le recuerda por su papel en la destitución de un joven emperador y su sustitución por otro. Huo Guang fue el dios original de la ciudad del condado de Shanghái de la dinastía Yuan.
Qin Yubo (1295-1373) vivió en Shanghái y sirvió en el servicio civil de finales de la dinastía Yuan. Cuando el emperador Hongwu fundó la dinastía Ming, se resistió a dos citaciones para servir en la corte. Finalmente cedió y sirvió en varios roles, incluyendo el de examinador imperial jefe. Después de su muerte, fue ungido dios de la ciudad de Shanghái por el emperador Hongwu.
Chen Huacheng (1776-1842) fue un general de la dinastía Qing, responsable de la defensa de Shanghái durante la Primera Guerra del Opio. Juró defender el Yangtsé hasta la muerte y murió en batalla contra los británicos.
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A formação de gêiseres é devido a determinadas hidrogeológicos condições, que existem em poucos lugares na Terra, então eles são um fenômeno bastante raro. Geralmente todos os sítios de campo geyser estão localizados perto activas vulcânicas áreas, eo efeito geyser é devido à proximidade do magma . Geralmente, a água de superfície trabalha a sua maneira para baixo a uma profundidade média de cerca de 2.000 metros (6.600 pés), onde contatos rochas quentes. A ebulição resultante dos resultados água pressurizada no efeito gêiser de água quente e vapor pulverização de abertura do gêiser de superfície (a explosão hidrotérmica )
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No existe esponja para lavar el cielo
pero aunque pudieras enjabonarlo
y luego echarle baldes y baldes de mar
y colgarlo al sol para que se seque
siempre faltaría el pájaro en silencio
no existen métodos para tocar el cielo
pero aunque te estiraras como una palma
y lograras rozarlo en tus delirios
y supieras al fin como es al tacto
siempre te faltaría la nube de algodón(...)
(Mario Bendedetti)
“Nothing exists until or unless it is observed. An artist is making something exist by observing it. And his hope for other people is that they will also make it exist by observing it. I call it 'creative observation.' Creative viewing.”
William S. Burroughs
Intentional or not, relationships exist with everyone we interact with.
Sometimes we are passive participants in these relationships. Sometimes we invest enthusiastically.
How to decide?
For me, it's a feeling, not a calculated decision. Rather, it needs to feel right for me to move forward.
Christina, Jenna, and I are such good friends, we refer to each other as sisters.
Is that the same for you?
Bueno..existen diferentes pero en si lo importante es floriar bien la falda, ocea que se vean las ondas al moverla.
Cuando estas haciendo el zapatiado sencillo se utilizan 2, uno es que las dos manos estén moviendo igual (hacia adentro y afuera) y el otro es uno y uno ( pie derecho, mano izquierda y pie izquierdo mano derecha).
Esos son los mas sencillos y los que mas se utilizan, aunque de región a región cambian.
Existe en lo inconsciente... una cosa llamada.... sistema inmunológico de la conciencia...
...si hay algo que no quiero ver... lo identifico y lo elimino de mi camino...
...sin ni si quiera mirar.
¿Será que a veces nos dejamos el corazón en la puerta de casa?
after a snow fight
waterloo weekend
feb 2010
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We are living in times of great destruction of the world as we know it, earth changes, fires, floods, earthquakes.
Here alone in Australia we sit in horror at the extent of the fires rampage across the country. Unprecedented fires and weather in the history of our existence (well what is on record)
Whilst horrific - the earth we live on has always been full of cyclic changes.
Ancient cities have been discovered under the sea, we are naive to think that the world as we know it will remain the same.
What continents exist now may no longer exist. What coast line exists now is slowly being swallowed up by the ocean.
Volcanic eruptions are changing the face of the planet as are earthquakes - the list is long.
We cannot stop the force of Mother Nature. We live on a planet that has always endured such destruction.
We have pole shifts taking place - all kinds of catastrophic events happening across the Globe. We are but a spit in the ocean to the wide Galaxies that we know of. Yet we think we are precious in some way.
I cannot help but wonder why I was so drawn to create this "Black Winged Goddess" let alone give her the name of Black Winged Goddess. But I was drawn, my soul was pushing me for weeks with a "slight vision" of what I needed to create. It now makes total sense to me why I was so drawn to create The Black Winged Goddess, given the state of our world and humanity.
My soul as always when I listen guides me with powerful messages and reminds me to just 'be' to accept 'what is'.
We may not like the current state of our world but it is what it is and all we can do is stay strong within ourselves and hold the power of 'love' in our hearts despite seeing so much being played out on the planet.
Kali (Hindu) - was known as a deity of the Fearsome Demon destroying Goddess who represents death and rebirth - so her name means "Black One".
We can never truly comprehend or understand the power of mother nature - we have abused her for centuries, taken her for granted and she is a living breathing consciousness so powerful that we dare not go up against here.
In recent years we have seen the influence of the feminine energy on earth which for eons has been dominated by the male energy.
So it makes complete sense to me that we are witness to so much destruction on the planet.
We are witness to the destruction of our societies as we know it, breakdown of families, law, politics.
So much of humanity is at war with the 'system', the injustices, and the lack of balance within our society. The homeless, the abused, the forgotten souls, the mental health issues that seem to have become rampant, the rise of Corporate wealth while humanity is trapped in slavery. We have learnt nothing as a humanity over the past how many hundred years?
In order for rebirth, for new growth, a culling needs to take place - hence the energy of the Black Winged Goddess she is both the Destroyer and the Giver of New Life.
We have elected to be here at this time on the planet - despite the suffering we witness or endure - I know at a higher level it is absolutely necessary for real change to take place.
Our world is a very different place to the one we have known - and whilst we have believed we have had a safe and reasonable planet in which to live, the reality is much Evil has existed and people have been brainwashed to the point of being zombies. There has been so much suppression imposed upon humanity even to the extreme of vaccinations and fluoride to our water supply. All of these chemicals act as suppressants to our brain! It has been a deliberate agenda of the existing power on earth. Their agenda has always been to rule, control and suppress the populous.
Humanity is awakening and with this will be uproar, dis - ease, a culling if you like. It is time for humanity to step out of fear and into their true power which is within each and every one of us.
New growth, new beginnings but not before the dismantling of the old - it has to be this way.
These times we are living through were written in history.
So I have created "The Black Winged Goddess" she is available in different styles, inside a Dome with beautiful etched glass or stand alone. She will rotate or can be static.
She is available on MP in the Stand Alone version (rotating) or can be seen in world at my store.
I hope you enjoy and embrace 'The "Black Winged Goddess' and rather be in fear of her - understand she brings 'New Life" but first the old has to die for the new to be born.
How appropriate for a New Year of 2020 fast approaching.
Interestingly and unconsciously I created 4 of these Black Winged Goddesses.
The year 2020 equates to the number 4 in Numerology.
The #4 represents a Universal energy. (see below for a deeper understanding of the #4)
The # 2 - Is the most feminine and often underestimated when it comes to power and strength. She is always gentle, tactful, diplomatic, forgiving and understanding. She likes to keep peace and likes to avoid confrontation. # 2 is the survivor and extremely resilient force. Her shape looks as though she is bent back on a knee with head bowed in humility and service. However when enough pressure is applied to the # 2 energy. Some would perceive her as weak and powerless due to this servitude shape. However never underestimate the power behind #2 because she represents the power (double) #1 who is the all powerful warrior who will shake and destroy no matter what. So #2 brings the balance but never underestimate the power of 2 Energy.
The #4 Energy in more detail
The 4 is without a doubt masculine, reflecting strength and stability. His chief characteristics are dependability, productivity, punctuality and obedience. He is trustworthy, patient, conventional and a traditionalist.
Tend to be rule followers. 4 is the area of sciences, upholding the law (such as Government and the military). The #4 represents Disciplined, systematic, Dependable, Strong. Loyal
Four is the basis of all solid objects. Four points are used in constructing the simplest solid and thus four is the number symbolizing the way of construction. In many religions, four is seen as the number for earth, and representing the four elements, Air Earth, Water and Fire.
At its extreme 4's can tend to overreact to violence.
So 2020 seems to have more challenges ahead and I suspect we will be seeing more uprising across the planet (#2 energy) with totalitarianism (#4 energy) being played out like never before. Perhaps more of what the world has witnessed in Hong Kong this year.
It is as if the two energies Masculine & Feminine are battling against one another. But at the same time I cannot help but feel and acknowledge UNITY - and this is what I will remain focused upon during the year ahead. We must stand united. We are after all 'one humanity'
We are without doubt living in very challenging times.
May peace be with you!
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Berenguela se llama la torre de la izquierda. Cada mañana de mi vida, durante 16 años (los "fundamentales", de los 4 a los 20) fue mi primera imagen. Su reloj de cuatro esferas "mi reloj" ("mi" esfera es la siguiente por la izquierda de las dos que no se ven aquí, la que está sobre la plaza de Platerías). Su campana de 14 toneladas con sus cuartos, medias y horas, mi despertador y mi arrullo.
Berenguela me salvó cada día de ese "paraíso perdido" que es la infancia, y que ojalá se hubiera perdido antes (¡a quién se le habrá ocurrido idealizar esa etapa, tan a menudo siniestra si no existieran ángeles y/o berenguelas!).