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Larry the Tree Hopper.
Popular amongst the ladies, Larry certainly did hop around.
With horns longer than most, it was easy to see why the ladies melted at the sight of him.
Realizing his God given gifts from a young a age, naturally, Larry went into pornography. Yes...the pornographic industry stretches even into the world of bugs. Talk about man's negative influence....
This picture was taken during Larry's prime. With horns so hard, so long, several of his co-workers had to be hospitalized. Some called him the 'Ron Jeremy of bug porn'.
Unfortunately, the constant nut bustin' and cocaine led to his eventual impotence and heart attack.
Larry's life was short, but hell was it intense. Some envy it, others disgusted by it, either way, Larry, the Tree Hopper, loved to hop around.
Ending the silliness, I've always wanted to capture a tree hopper. My last encounter with one left me frustrated, disappointed, and questioning my skills as a photographer. Not only are they shy and oh so small, the bastards are quick!
Call it 'God's Grace', 'The Universe Aligning' or whatever your existentialism dictates, today was different. A family of hoppers parked on a tree outside my house. I counted 5 in total. You scientists out there feel free to tell me if this is normal behavior, I wouldn't mind having a colony nearby.
Taken with my phone + DIY lens.
The advance of the lady sheep. Just reminded me slightly of a Helmut Newton shot. I don't have one of the sheep after shearing though.
18/6/10
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As it seems.
I wish I would go to another country to escape from probation.
A spontaneous shot which already shows essence of the subject.
3 PANOs layered with James Tiliich insert. A major production, two mornings of work.
James Tillich is known worldwide as "the man who never existed." I ought to know. I created him.
The Yaddo board first discussed building a swimming pool on September 20, 1959. Due mainly to the insistence of John Cheever, the Board would finally approve the pool in 1961. Cheever would then write the short story "The Swimmer" in 1963 and it appeared in The New Yorker on July 18,1964. The publishing was postponed so that the short story could have a Summer release date.
"The Swimmer" synopsis
In the affluent suburbs of Westchester County, New York, middle-aged Neddy Merrill wants to retain his youth and marvels at his trail-blazing idea of "swimming the county" -by following a chain of pools he can literally swim home. Neddy enters the backyard of his neighbors, sometimes bursting into a party, sometimes engaging in conversation, and most of the time having a drink - but always swimming the length of their pool. At first Neddy is well-received but after finding a dried pool and waiting for a storm to pass, he starts to feel tired and disillusioned. Neddy is upset to find out that the Welchers' pool is dry and their house for sale. He recognizes his memory must be failing him since he cannot remember what happened to the Welchers. At the Halloran residence, Mrs. Halloran tells Neddy she is sorry to hear of his misfortunes (which he cannot remember) and mentions something about his children and selling his house. At the Biswangers’ he is perceived as a party-crasher and even their barman treats him with disrespect. He overhears Mrs. Biswanger saying that someone showed up one day asking for money since he went bankrupt. Further on, Neddy's former mistress tells him that she won't "give him another cent". He slowly observes that each pool is significantly colder and more difficult to swim. He notices that some of the tree leaves are already yellow. At one point he smells wood smoke in the wind, wondering who could be building a fire at that time of the year. At the Sachses', Neddy asks for a drink, but Helen Sachs tells him they don't have alcohol since her husband underwent surgery 3 years before—something Neddy has no memory of. Neddy is unable to recognize the constellations of the midsummer sky, instead finding the northern constellations, implying a change of season. Neddy eventually reaches his own house. As he looks inside a locked and deserted home, he wonders why his family is not there.
"Some see Jef as an example of existentialist man, a man who does not exist except through his acts (...) Or as an expression of fatalistic Orientalist ethics (the film IS called 'Le Samourai') concerning solitude and the inevitability of death.I am more sympathetic to those who see 'Samourai' as a dream, a study in solitude, or a portrait of mental breakdown."
Alice Liddel about "Le Samourai", a film directed by Jean-Pierre Melville (1968)
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Basel, Switzerland. Diptych.
The Dialogues Of Klynghon - The Portal Of Oblivion by Daniel Arrhakis (2025)
The Klynghon Dialogues - The Oblivion Portal
The Fate of Humanity...
Always Between Dream and Despair...
That rises and falls...
That rises and destroys...
With no memory of it all
Arkher Klynghon (2078 - 2156)
He was an artist and philosopher who studied humanity's oblivion in the cycles of rebirth and death and its connection to the rise and fall of the very civilizations it builds... He was the father of Cyclical Existentialism and of oblivion as a necessary stage for renewal.
One of his best-known works, "Dialogues," written in 2130, came to consecrate his thinking on the role of Oblivion as fundamental to the progress of humanity and the cycles of civilization.
I can trade this card as a special trade. I will trade it for a card from my favorites.
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Everybody knows…
shit happens
TAOISM – ”if you understand shit, it isn’t shit”
HINDUISM – “this shit happened before”
CONFUCIANISM – “confucious say ‘shit happens’”
BUDDHISM – “shit will happen to you again”
ZEN – “what is the sound of shit happening?”
ISLAM – “if shit happens it is the will of Allah”
SIKHISM – “leave our shit alone”
JEHOVA’S WITNESS – “knock knock, shit happens”
ATHEISM – “I don’t believe this shit”
AGNOSTICISM – “can you prove that shit happens?”
CATHOLICISM – “if shit happens, you deserve it”
PROTESTANTISM – “shit happens, amen to that”
JUDAISM – “why does shit always happen to us”
ORTHODOX JUDAISM – “so shit happens, already”
TELEVANGELISM – “send money or shit will happen to you”
RASTAFARIANISM – “let’s smoke this shit”
HARE KRISHNA – “shit happens rama rama”
NATION OF ISLAM – “don’t take no shit”
NEW AGE – “visualize shit happening”
SHINTOISM – “you inherit the shit of your ancestors”
HEDONISM – “I love it when shit happens”
SATANISM – “sneppah this”
CAPITALISM – “this is MY shit”
FEMINISM – “men are shit”
EXISTENTIALISM – “what is shit, anyway?”
SCIENTOLOGY – “if shit happens, see Dianetics p. 137”
MORMONISM – “excrement happens” (don’t say shit)
BAPTISM – “we’ll wash the shit right off you”
MYSTICISM – “this is really weird shit”
VOODOO – “shit doesn’t just happen – we made it happen”
DISNEYISM – “bad shit doesn’t happen here”
WICCA – “you can make shit happen but shit will happen to you three times”
COMMUNISM – “lets share the shit”
MARXISM – “you have nothing to lose but your shit”
CONSPIRACY THEORISM – “THEY shit on us!”
PSYCHO-ANALYSIS – “tell me about your shit”
DARWINISM – “survival of the shittiest”
AMISH – “modern shit is useless”
SUICIDAL – “I’ve had enough of this shit”
OPTIMISM – “shit won’t happen to me”
TREKISM – “to boldly shit where no-one has shit before”
SHAKESPEAREAN – “to shit or not to shit, that is the question”
DESCARTES – “I shit therefore I am”
FREUD – “shit is a phallic symbol”
LAWYERS – “for enough money, I can get you out of shit”
ACUPUNCTURIST – “hold still or this will hurt like shit”
DOG – “I just shit in your shoe”
CAT – “dogs are shit”
MOUSE – “oh shit! a cat!”
POLITICALLY CORRECT – “internally processed, nutritionally-drained biological output happens”
EINSTEIN – “shit is relative”
FAMILY GATHERING – “relatives are shit”
MATERIALISM – “ whoever dies with the most shit, wins”
VEGETARIANISM – “if it happens to shit, don’t eat it”
FATALISM – “oh shit, it’s going to happen”
ENVIRONMENTALISM – “shit is biodegradable”
AMERICANISM – “who gives a shit”
STATISTICIAN – “shit is 84.7% likely to happen”
HIP-HOP – “motherfuck this shiznit, beeatch!”
TANTRISM – “fuck this shit”
CYNICISM – “we are all full of shit”
SURREALISM – “fish happens”
The traditional branch of philosophy known as existentialism is still widely disconcerting. “Who you are and who you were”, “how do you feel and why”, “what do I want to be in the future”, as so as “what do others think about you or other fundamental things that you are concerned about” might be some of the most common questions that you will (and should) ask yourself at some point of your existence.
As a novice philosopher –or a person who simply loves knowledge–, one of the most astonishing aspects of this has always been the fact that it is such a huge subject to be analised that does not matter if you have been years dedicated to it that your progresses will be miniscule. Although, looking at it with positive eyes, it is yet an improvement. On that regard, for me one of the most interesting paradoxes in Life it is how difficult is to see ourselves with the right perspective. The nearest to objectivity as possible. First of all, due to our anatomy, the only way of seeing yourself is through reflections, projections or maybe opinions –what is kind of risky– what gives you an always distorted image. And secondly: The context, what is even more complicated to avoid.
In the same way it happens with light when is about reflecting,the position of the sun, the humidity, the clouds, the surface or the seasons– we are into an unavoidable environment. And this, before we are even born, determine the concept we do have or ourselves. This is probably why it is always that hard to match “who you really are” with “what do you think you are” and “what do others perceive you are”.
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dogma
upon further consideration
the legato of lines is to me so amusing
the thought of a rectilinear existance so laughable
the possibility of a perfect circle
turning somewhere in some imaginary world
wholly ludicrous
that we could be so bold to create
by definition a flawed way of understanding
and then by our own terms claim
that we do indeed know it all
is the all encompassing validity
that we have gone beyond conceit
and into absurdity
in the end
the numbers
will not
add up
and we will be left with as much knowledge
as we had from the start
==
thankyou for reading
[eeq]
Plaque on the house of the philosopher Karl Jaspers and his Jewish wife Gertrud Jaspers-Mayer, Basel, Switzerland. Jaspers - teacher and friend of Hanna Arendt, and rival-colleague of Martin Heidegger, accepted the offer of the University of Basel after WWII, being disappointed that German academies would not deal with the guilt for the Holocaust during that war. His book "On Guilt" was translated to Hebrew a few years ago.
Gertrud was the elder sister of my grandfather, Dr. Fritz Mayer (who immigrated from Berlin, Germany to Mandatory Palestine in 1933). I had the honor and pleasure of meeting Jaspers ("Onkel Karl" and of course Tante Trude, i.e. Gertrud) in that house as a child. They even let me do the unthinkable in a German house: do some "balagan" (some dis-orders) bringing grocery products from the basement up to the kitchen and living room, exhibiting them on the floor!
That's why I took this self-portrait in front of the plaque outside their house, October 2006.
Today's FGR group is Immortality. I had a difficult time coming up with something at first, because of course, I don't like thinking about such things for any length of time.
But I always remember that, while I'm mortal, I'm really only a part of something bigger - a human race that will continue to flourish long after I'm gone.
It's sort of comforting to think about it that way. :o)
Damn FGR making me ponder my existence! Party hat day cannot come fast enough!
Taken for FGR - IMMORTALITY
(Thanks to natdiastok for the texture)
"I understood that the world was nothing: a mechanical chaos of casual, brute enmity on which we stupidly impose our hopes and fears. I understood that, finally and absolutely, I alone exist. All the rest, I saw, is merely what pushes me, or what I push against, blindly—as blindly as all that is not myself pushes back."
- from Grendel, by John Gardner
I woke last night to the sound of thunder
How far off I sat and wondered
Started humming a song from 1962
Ain't it funny how the night moves
When you just don't seem to have as much to lose
Strange how the night moves
With autumn closing in
--------------Bob Seger