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"A person who thinks all the time
Has nothing to think about except thoughts
So, he loses touch with reality
And lives in a world of illusions
By thoughts, I mean specifically, chatter in the skull
Perpetual and compulsive repetition of words
Of reckoning and calculating
I'm not saying that thinking is bad
Like everything else, It's useful in moderation
A good servant, but a bad master
And all so-called civilized peoples
Have increasingly become crazy and self-destructive
Because, through excessive thinking
They have lost touch with reality
That's to say
We confuse signs
With the real world
This is the beginning of meditation
Most of us would have
Rather money than tangible wealth
And a great occasion is somehow spoiled for us unless photographed
And to read about it the next day in the newspaper
Is oddly more fun for us than the original event
This is a disaster
For as a result of confusing the real world of nature with mere signs
We are destroying nature
We are so tied up in our minds that we've lost our senses
Time to wake up
What is reality?
Obviously no one can say
Because it isn't words
It isn't material, that's just an idea
Reality is
The point cannot be explained in words
I'm not trying to put you down
It's an expression of you as you are
One must live
We need to survive, to go on
We must go on!"
The terraces were dug following the natural curves of the landscape. The thickness of the walls stores heat during the day and diffuses it at night. Thanks to this method it has been possible to obtain a different microclimate as one goes down and gets closer to the centre. An average temperature difference of 5°C was observed, whereas the difference is only 0.5°C over comparable height differences at the same location. Due to its sheltered position, each of the terraces represents approximately one thousand metres of altitude under normal growing conditions.
As I already explained in my previous image of similar title, this is what is going on in this Northern Paradise. We passed by watching in horror and pushing the accelerator to the very bottom to get away from this madness as fast as possible. ... Call me selfish, call me a friggin individualist, but I will NEVER stand in a line experiencing such places in a melee ;)
Needless probably to add that their two minibuses were almost blocking a very narrow road while about 500 metres further there was a parking lot! Gosh I hate this new photographic vandalism!
Last night
Can't remember
What happened?
Where'd we go?
I woke up
This morning..
Where's my car? Where's my keys? Where's my clothes?
I feel my head's still spinning
But I'm doing alright
'Cuz I think I just had the best night of my life.
Last night,
Can't remember
What happened? Did it happen? Last night
And did I get the chance to say that I wanted you to stay?
There's things I can't explain, 'cuz my brain don't work that way.
Don't call this a one night stand. No, it wasn't planned.
Wasn't in my head but I just wanna do it again and again and again just like...
This was taken on an occasionally perilous drive along the Newlands Valley in the Lake District. This is one of the less photographed areas in that part of the world for some reason but has some really spectacular viewpoints. Having given the matter some considerable thought, perhaps “perilous drive” might just explain the “less photographed” bit .....
American Coot - Foulque d'Amérique
I just realized that duck hunting is allowed til the end of January in most of the places I visited in CA. That explains probably why they are so skittish in March.
San Bernardino County, California, USA
Folks let me explain that if I forget to comment, fave which I do not do without a comment, or invite it is because sometimes my pain is unbearable that I cannot sit here at the computer for any length of time, so please forgive me and try to understand, much appreciated.
All I did was ask this guy for a piece and he took off like a shot. Just trying to not post so so many Hawks, but that is all we've been seeing on every trip out.
Thanks for visiting and thanks for understanding.
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In 1990, Archaeological Survey of India discovered a sunken apsidal stepped well along with few sculptures inside it. This stepped well is located immediately to the north of the Shore Temple, its south edge abutting the northern wall of the Shore Temple. On the extreme south of this newly discovered shrine is placed a monolith statue of Varaha (Boar)in its zoomorphic form. This image is carved in round from a single boulder. The statue was found severely damaged, however, with efforts from ASI restorers, we now see this image in its near original glory. The other element of this stepped well is a slender cylindrical shrine constructed partly in rock and partly in stone. Beyond this cylindrical shrine, further northward, is a circular cistern or mini-well. This is cut downwards with a circular rim-like stone placed at the ground level.
ASI report mentions that this well provides potable water though situated near the ocean. Though Rabe accepts these sockets for the capstones of a well, however, he suggests that these might be constructed to hold the ‘pillar of victory’ taken by Narasimhavarman I from Vatapi (Badami) which probably was installed here.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Rabe2 tries to explain political reason behind the systematic destruction of this Varaha image. Rabe suggests that this Varaha monolith was severely and systematically butchered when the Chalukya king Vikramaditya I invaded the Pallava kingdom. The rationale behind this destruction was the submissive and prostrated attitude of the Varaha (Boar) Varaha was the dynastic crest of the Chalukyas. This specific posture of Varaha might be taken as a reference to the subjugation of the Chalukyas by the Pallava king Narasimhavarman I. And to take revenge, the Chalukyan army destroyed this Varaha image while marching forward into the Pallava kingdom.
Inscriptions On the Varaha (boar) monolith –
The Varaha sculpture is carved out of the mother rock like the three other animal sculptures in the Five Rathas nearby. It has four birudas (titles) of Rajasimha Pallava, some of his favorites, inscribed upon the base, in Sanskrit in the Pallava Grantha script. The birudas on the side are “Sri RajasimhaH” “Sri RanajayaH” and “Sri BharaH”. The biruda on the rear, under the varaha’s tail, is “Sri Citra KaarmukaH”. Between the legs of the boar on both the and under its tail, leaves of acquatic plants are sculpted. These are similar to those at the base of the Varaha and Gajalakshmi panels in the Varaha Mandapam. These indicate that the boar which represents Vishnu, is diving under water, not merely digging.
However, how to explain the engraved titles of Rajasimha, as the Chalukyan attacked the Pallava kingdom before the reign of Rajasimha. To explain it, Rabe tells that it was most possible that like other monoliths, this Varaha was also executed during the period of Narasimhavarman I(630–668 AD). Therefore, when the Chalukyas attacked the Pallavas, during the reign of Narasimhavarman I and Parameshvaravarman I, this monolith was present in the temple complex. As the Varaha was destroyed before the reign of Rajasimha (695 to 722 AD), it was Rajasimha who restored it and that’s how we find his titles engraved on it. (Above description source Internet). Location - Mada Koil St, Mahabalipuram, Tamil Nadu 603104, India
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This is a shot of mine of Cabana Balea! www.flickr.com/photos/alina-mihaela/5226132051/
Hello dear friends! :)
Thank you very much for your support and encouragement, for the good thoughts and beautiful comments!
Because of some problems with my left hand, I hardly manage to keep up with you, so I’ll post photos here rarely, until I’ll do better! That’s why my comments are fewer.
I really appreciate your work and I’m still admiring your photos!
I wish you a wonderful week, full of accomplishments, joy and love!
All the best to everyone!
To love and be loved every day!!!
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I like my picture of this squirrel, and so do lots of Flickrites too, but there is something weird that I hope a more professional photographer than me can explain in sort of uncomplicated English. Below the squirrel's mouth, neck and tummy there is a white area that doesn't seem to go with any foreground or background or coloring on the squirrel himself. What might have caused it? What is it?
Thanks, Delina
I may have figured it out. I saw a picture of another squirrel and it had white belly fur on the underside. This pictured squirrel here apparently has a snow-white belly with a bit of frost dripping from it. When they are scurrying around my neighborhood down on pavement, I have never noticed any white down lower on them. Now I'll watch more carefully.
(DSCN0746SquirrelHighInTreeTUshrpResaminitFlickr122622)
He looks slightly sceptical here but in fact he seems to like snow and wasn't pleased when I urged him to return indoors. :)
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Sometimes you get your picture of the day unexpectedly, and you're quite pleased that an opportunity quickly presented itself with minimal thought and you're happy with the results.
On other days you come off the road after spotting a chimney at a paper mill, wander into a field, upset a security guard and have to explain that you're just trying to take a not-very-sharp-or-inspiring long exposure of some wood-perfumed steam.
I cannot. A double-exposure, the first thing one would jump to, is out. How could the second exposure on the same frame just selectively put in the three rectangular images without all the surrounding details? Very weird. I cannot possibly explain it but maybe one of you can. This was not taken through a window. I was standing out on our balcony in the open air.
Yashica FX-3 Super 2000 with Yashica ML 28mm f/2.8
Portra 400
February 9, 2021
You will ask: ‘And where are the lilacs?
And the metaphysics covered with poppies?
And the rain that often beat down
filling its words
with holes and birds.’
To you I am going to tell all that happened to me.
I lived in a quarter
in Madrid, with bells
with clocks, with trees.
From there could be seen
the dry face of Castille
like a sea of leather.
My house was named
the house of the flowers, because everywhere
geraniums exploded: it was
a beautiful house
with dogs and little children.
Raúl, you agree?
You agree, Rafael?
Federico, you agree
beneath the earth,
you agree about my house with balconies where
the light of June drowned flowers in your mouth?
Pablo Neruda
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The Oriental Pied Hornbill is the island Mascot and one of the birds I was most looking forward to seeing on our trip to Kho Yao Noi.
The first night we happened upon them high up in the trees outside the resort but alas -no camera. I told myself, well at least I saw them.
A few days later we went to lunch at a little restaurant down the road. We were perched high up on stools in an open, rickety wooden structure overlooking the ocean. The waiter did not speak English as I found out when trying to explain I was vegan. As we were sitting enjoying the view, two hornbills flew right in front of us and behind the little restaurant. I jumped up and walked over to the waiter to ask if I could go out the back to see if I could find the hornbills. Of course, he had no idea what I was saying so in desperation I began to mime. I started flapping my arms to imitate wings and then did an interpretation of the long bill and the casque on top of my head. I had no sense of humiliation until I looked around and saw the Sherpa in hysterics. The poor waiter had no idea what I meant so he went and got the chef and the chefs interpretations was -oh she wasn’t to pay the bill!
The resort we were staying at has a second property on a mountain called 9 Hornbills Tented Camp. The resort took us on a little buggy ride up to the viewpoint where we found a few hornbills, once again high up in the trees. We spent half an hour watching them in the distance and listening to their monkey like cries ring out across the jungle.
I thought that was it for my encounters. They were good but I didn’t get the shot I dreamed of. On our second last day on the Island, we hired the same guides we had for an island tour to take us around a little more slowly. The very last stop was Sandy Beach to see the ocean near sunset. As we there, we spotted some Hornbills by the side of the road and ended up having the most wonderful encounter with a large flock. This was the shot I’d been after.
We had gone well over our allocated 4 hours with our guides but they knew how much I had wanted to see the Hornbills and seemed to be take pleasure in my joy and my “very big lens”!
The Hornbill that lives on the island is "Gag Bird" (or Curry Bird) is the smallest bird in the Hornbill family. Kho Yao Noi is considered the only island where Hornbills live with people in the community The villagers on the island consider Hornbills part of the community.
When you love someone
You'll do anything
You'll do all the crazy things that you can't explain
You'll shoot the moon .... put out the sun
www.youtube.com/watch?v=X9XYfUsp4Ro
There'll be times when you'll believe you can really fly
But your lonely nights ... have just begun
When you love someone
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As I explained in the description to my "Suburban Dreams" slideshow, each of these photographs are related to the other. www.flickr.com/photos/luminosity7/52638166831/in/datepost...
They are not random shots, but each tells us one more thing about the nature of a typical modern working class suburb. I always work in series, but this collection was most definitely planned. The twilight setting and light is all part of the creation of a mood. Is it possible to find things of beauty in the midst of the mundane and ordinary? That's more about philosophy than photography. And why I am such an odd fit for Flickr.
Normally, Jongmyo Shrine is only open for guided tours on most days. However, I was able to get in without a guided tour because it was on a Saturday which was the only day not needing a guided tour. Still, I got a glimpse on how much importance South Koreans put on cultural education to their kids.
Right over here in this photo was a guide in hanbok explaining to the kids what was Jongmyo Shrine used in the past. A really interesting thing to note is that despite fast changes and foreign influence over the decades, Korea has still managed to keep many of its traditions.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hcm4BixLjeQ&t=219s
monologue from 'La nuit juste avant les forêts' by Bernard-Marie Koltès
forgive my translation:
we would have to be someplace else without anyone around, my friend
when I come to tell you what I have to tell you, feel good like lying on the grass, something like that
that one no longer has to move with the shadow of the trees.
Then I would say: 'here I'm fine, here is my house, I lie down and greet you'.
But here, my friend, it's impossible, never seen a place where they leave you alone and say hello.
We have to send you away, they tell you, go there, you go there
Go over there, take your ass off there
and you're packing your bag, the job is somewhere else,
always somewhere else you have to go looking for it,
there is no time to lie down and to let go, there is not
time to explain and say 'i'll say goodbye'.
Kicked in the ass they would send you away, the work is there, farther and farther, up to Nicaragua.
If you want to work, you have to move, never that you can say 'this is my house and I'll say goodbye'
so much so that when I leave a place I always have the impression that this will be my home,
more than the one I'm going to live.
When they kick your ass again, you go away again
Where you go, you're always more foreign, less and less at home.
And when they kick your ass, you go away again
when you turn to look back, friend, it's always the desert.
Let's stop once and let's say 'fuck you'
I do not move anymore, you must listen to me
if we lie down on the grass for once and take all the time
that you tell your story, those coming from Nicaragua
that we tell ourselves that we are all, more or less foreign
but that's enough now, we're going to hear, calmly, all we have to say
So yes, you understand that they do not give a shit about us.
I stopped, I listened, I said to myself: 'I do not work anymore'
as long as you do not give a fuck about me.
What's the use of Nicaragua's coming up here and I'm going over there
if on all sides the same story.
When I worked again, I spoke to everyone kicked in the ass that landed here
to find work and they have been listening to me.
I have been listening to those from Nicaragua who have explained to me how it is from them
Over there there is an old general, who stays all day and all night at the edge of a forest
they bring him food because he does not have to move
who shoots on everything that moves
they bring him the ammunition when he does not have any more.
They talked to me about a general with his soldiers surrounding the forest
everything that moves becomes a target
everything that appears at the edge of the forest
all they notice that it does not have the same color as the trees
and that does not move the same way
I've been listening to this and I've been told that it's the same thing on all sides
the more I get kicked in the ass and the more I'll be a stranger
they end up here and I'll end up there
over there where everything that moves is hidden in the mountains
I have listened to all this and I said to myself: "I do not move any more, if there is no work I do not work
if work has to make me crazy and I have to kick my ass, I do not work anymore
I want to lie down, once and for all, I want to explain myself, I want the grass
the shadow of the trees, I want to scream, I want to be able to scream, even if they then shoot at me, they do that anyway,
if you do not agree, if you open your mouth,
you must hide at the bottom of the forest. But then it's better this way
at least I will have told you what I must tell you.
On our last trip to Iceland we visited the Ásbyrgi canyon again. Always when you visit somewhere you see something that you want to do and can't that day. The first time we visited I wanted to climb Eyjan but we had no time, so this time, that was the plan and we climbed to the top.
Eyjan is a rocky divide in the middle of the valley like a wedge of cheese, just hundreds of feet high, this photo is from the pointy end.
The views were stunning but none of the photos really worked out so I gave this one a little help with Luminar 4, all the tree colours are real, after all it was in the fall.
The waterfall in the distance, now just a trickle is the remains of a once raging torrent that carved this valley in a very short space of time, possibly weeks.
From Wiki -
Ásbyrgi was most likely formed by catastrophic glacial flooding of the river Jökulsá á Fjöllum after the last Ice Age, first 8-10,000 years ago, and then again some 3,000 years ago.
The Icelandic legend explains the unusual shape of the canyon differently. Nicknamed Sleipnir's footprint, it is said that the canyon was formed when Odin's eight-legged horse, Sleipnir, touched one of its feet to the ground here.
About where I'm standing.
The group from UK Cocoloco came to my town to do a live performance called Pilgrimage.
I was showed the artworld most famous wonder.They make me laugh so much...showing Newtons apple,Marguerite ,Salvador Dali ,the last super and here as you can admire Mona Lisa.
If by any chance you get to luck to experience them...don´t miss them if you like to laugh...