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Oh no, tonight I find it hard to swallow
The bed is made and I feel hollow
My friends suggest that I should take it slow
I took it slow
I sweat it out, I'm not okay, I'm shaking on the floor
I lay awake and I count the days and I wait beside the door
For love, I only want you next to me
Sweet love, how long before you hurt for me?
Hurt for me, do you hurt for me?
Blackout the night before inside of my mouth
Too much it's what I like to do now
My mind explodes and I can't make it out
I'm falling down
I see your face in blurry shades and I reach out for your hand
All your ways I can't explain but I want to understand
My love, I only want you next to me
Sweet love, how long before you hurt for me?
Hurt for me, do you hurt for me?
I sedate my mind with hope of your return
Just enough to weigh me down
I can fake my heart and I love to watch it burn
But it knows you ain't around
My love, I only want you next to me
Sweet love, how long before you hurt for me?
Hurt for me, will you hurt for me?
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SYML - Hurt For Me
"Ignoramus et ignorabimus" (e.h. du Bois-reymond). In the short term, it may be due to the bounded rationality that this statement applies. But in the medium term to long term, I think, as a friend of the Enlightenment ("Sapere Aude"! - Dare to Be Wise! "(I. Kant)) and science, that many things can be rational and scientifically explained. For the unclear things, it needs still some time until they can be scientifically explained in the future.
where all sorts of provisions were kept, among which were wheat, dates, figs, and olive oil which could be stored for years on end in the dry desert climate. Below an enormous cisterne that held a year's supply of water for a thousand people. These facts explain why the Jewish rebels could hold out for a year (73 to 74 AD) against the Roman legions; however, King Herod had built Masada not against the Romans but against his own people as he should need somewhere safe in case of rebellion. At Masada he could wait for the Romans to come to his rescue.
"Dear Santa,
I've Been Good All Year.
Most of the Time.
Once in a While.
Never Mind, I'll Buy My Own Stuff."
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...
I have to direct you to Jon Rappoport's interview: : home.solari.com/the-creation-of-a-false-epidemic-with-jon...
He can explain it far better than I can.
Blossom made up of tiny water droplets.. photographed using a 7mm extension tube costing less than a postage stamp.
This isn't a planned photo. In fact I surprised Fynn when he played with the tinsel which was waiting on the living room table for my sister to come by and choose one for her tree. I could only quickly grab the camera and take this photo before Fynn remembered (a) that playing with the tinsel isn't allowed and (b) that he doesn't like the camera right now.
In the previous photograph I explained the physical law of entropy. It is actually the most fundamental law in the universe. The only way entropy can be overcome is with an additional input of energy, i.e. work.
Here we see a once workable hut reduced to a ruin by the law of entropy. All things must return to their natural state. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. You get the idea. So here we see the old hut's iron roof rusting away, its wooden boards rotten, and within a few short years (perhaps less) it will collapse with only the brick chimney left standing.
Already the trees are starting to grow inside and twist the building around on its axis. I didn't go inside because I'll wager there were one or two snakes in there too. And all Tasmanian snakes are venomous.
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 .....
.... climate change. The famous cedar trees in the mountainous region of Lebanon are showing signs of extreme stress due to the warming of climate. The article below explains what is happening to the trees of biblical legends.
www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2018/12/24/climate-change-destro...
Did you stand there all alone?
Oh, I cannot explain what's goin' down
I can see you standin' next to me
In and out somewhere else right now
You sigh, look away
I can see it clear as day
Close your eyes, so afraid
Hide behind that baby face
Do-do-do
Do-do-do
You can drive all night
Lookin' for the answers in the pourin' rain
You wanna find peace of mind
Lookin' for the answer
Funny how it seems like yesterday
As I recall, you were lookin' out of place
Gathered up your things and slipped away
No time at all, I followed you into the hall
Cigarette daydream
You were only seventeen
Soft speak with a mean streak
Nearly brought me to my knees
Do-do-do
Do-do-do
You can drive all night
Lookin' for the answers in the pourin' rain
You wanna find peace of mind
Lookin' for the answer
If we can find a reason, a reason to change
Lookin' for the answers
If you can find a reason, a reason to stay
Standin' in the pourin' rain
Do-do, do, do, do
Do-do, do, do-do, do-do
Do-do, do, do, do
Do-do, do, do-do, do-do
You can drive all night
Lookin' for the answers in the pourin' rain
You wanna find peace of mind
Lookin' for the answer
If we can find a reason, a reason to change
Lookin' for the answer
If you can find a reason, a reason to stay
Standin' in the pourin' rain
I always have to explain this. This isn’t a baited image. I’m in a blind and behind me are approximately 200 doves eating away at feeders. The snowy love to predate on the doves. So this one obviously silent and me nearly asleep snuck up on me and this is all I got.
I tried to explain to Gerrie that I did not want it untied and that it was to be used for props. He seemed to think it was a reading gift. He likes to read a little. I think he pretends to read.
Happy Teddy Bear Tuesday
I have to explain that shot!!! this is not good.... :))))
Is Balea Lake! ...and there, on right is Cabana Balea!
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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The bridge is in the village of Furtio, near the source of the Acharistskali River. The bridge formerly connected the old roads in Skhaltistskali Gorge to the central roads passing through Acharistskali Gorge, thereby providing the shortest caravan road from Ardagani and Akhaltsikhe to the Black Sea Coast. The bridge has suffered some deterioration. The length of the main part of the bridge is 13.5 m; the width is 2.35 m, and the height is 2.20 m. Tedo Sakhokia provides an interesting description of the bridge, highlighting the professionalism of the builders who chose rocky soil as the foundation for the heads of the bridge. He explains how this remnant of the past is still standing today.
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The sun rested low above the water, as though even the sky had decided to slow down for a little while . . .
Golden light moved softly across their skin while tiny glowing sparks drifted through the warm air like fireflies carried by the breeze . . .
No noise . . . No rush . . .
Only the quiet sound of the ocean . . . . . . . . . and two souls standing close enough to feel the warmth of the same moment . . . . . . . .
She stood before him with that soft kind of smile that feels more like a feeling than an expression . . .
And he stayed near her gently, almost as if some part of him already knew that certain connections arrive quietly . . . . . . . yet change something deep inside you forever.
It was never about perfection.
It simply felt real . . . . . . . . .
Like warm summer air resting on sun-kissed skin . . .
Like the ocean breathing softly beside them . . .
Like hearing a song by chance . . . . . . . and suddenly carrying it with you long after the music fades . . . . . . . . . . .
Maybe something began there . . .
Not through promises.
Not through loud words.
But through a feeling neither of them needed to explain . . . . . . .
A quiet kind of magic . . . . . . . . .
The kind that lives inside small moments . . .
inside golden light . . .
inside the silence between two people who simply choose to stay . . .
And somehow, while the palm trees danced slowly in the breeze and the sunlight melted into the sea. . . . . . . .
The whole world around them softened into gold . . . . . . .
Die Sonne hing tief über dem Wasser, als hätte selbst der Himmel beschlossen, für einen Moment still zu werden . . .
Zwischen den Palmen tanzte goldenes Licht auf ihrer Haut, während kleine Funken wie Glühwürmchen durch die warme Luft trieben . . .
Kein Lärm . . . Keine Eile . . .
Nur das sanfte Rauschen des Ozeans . . . . . . . . . und zwei Seelen, die nah genug beieinander standen, um die Wärme desselben Augenblicks zu spüren . . . . . . . .
Sie stand vor ihm mit jenem sanften Lächeln, das sich eher wie ein Gefühl als wie ein Ausdruck anfühlt . . .
Und er blieb sanft bei ihr, fast so, als wüsste ein Teil von ihm bereits, dass bestimmte Verbindungen still und leise entstehen . . . . . . . und doch etwas tief in dir für immer verändern.
Es ging nie um Perfektion.
Es fühlte sich einfach echt an . . . . . . . . .
Wie warme Sommerluft, die auf sonnengeküsster Haut ruht . . .
Wie das Meer, das sanft neben ihnen atmet . . .
Wie wenn man zufällig ein Lied hört . . . . . . . und es plötzlich noch lange nach dem Verhallens der Musik in sich trägt . . . . . . . . . . .
Vielleicht begann genau dort etwas.
Nicht durch Versprechen.
Nicht durch laute Worte.
Sondern durch ein Gefühl, das keiner von beiden erklären musste . . . . . . .
Eine stille Art von Magie . . . . . . . . .
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Die Art, die in kleinen Momenten lebt . . .
im goldenen Licht . . .
in der Stille zwischen zwei Menschen, die sich einfach dafür entscheiden, zu bleiben . . .
Und irgendwie, während die Palmen langsam im Wind tanzten und das Sonnenlicht im Meer verschmolz . . . . . . . .
Verwandelte sich die ganze Welt um sie herum in Gold . . . . . . .
"Love arrives safely with suitcase in tow.
Carrying with her the good things we know.
A reason to live and a reason to grow.
To trust. To hope. To care."
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august 19, 2010
For art, we had to define what we think art was. While I was walking to take this, I had come up with this, short and sweet:
Art is my explanation to things that I cannot explain.
And who better can explain this than David Attenborough, we need to pay attention to what he says and learn how we can make a difference!
David Attenborough: A Life on Earth | Full Documentary
www.youtube.com/watch?v=P_n4fFWcHAs
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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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The weather forecast today said wall to wall sun, no cloud, for the area I needed to go.. So I thought I would go out and hunt down some of these. Can anyone please explain why I spent four hours in a freezing cold mist that wasn't forecast. How could they be so WRONG???
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Astilbe is a unique flower because it has foliage that's jagged and similar to that of a fern. However, the blooms are puffy and vibrant with color. They explain why the plant is also known as false goat's beard. There are many varieties of astilbe which will impact the color of the blooms and the height of the plant.
In my garden, they do quite well in a semi shaded area and the deer ignores them which is always a plus!
Every thought creates a new one,
some with healing power.
Dedicated to a young woman who is in hospital with a brain tumor in intensiv care.
( There is a kind of affinity between me and the young woman, which can best be explained by the relationship between a grandfather and his granddaughter. )
STRONG MEDICINE - Lineage of the Sonic Shamans
At this sight, the title of the book about the famous painter Giovanni Segantini, who lived here in the Engadin for many years, immediately came to mind. In this area at 1800 metres above sea level, the air is purer, the light is different, more intense, it's hard to explain. But I always experience an incredible feeling of happiness here...
This picture was taken on 3 February 2024, at the end of the day at Lake Sils. I had photographed on the frozen lake until I had practically no light left. A tripod would have been helpful... As I walked back to the village, I turned round one last time - and saw this view. Despite the darkness, I took a picture because it was the most beautiful I saw.
ISO 12800, 35mm F2.8, 1/8 s, Canon R5
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Das Schönste, was ich sah...
Bei diesem Anblick kam mir sofort der Titel des Buches über den berühmten Maler Giovanni Segantini in den Sinn, der hier im Engadin viele Jahre gelebt hatte. In dieser Gegend auf 1800 m ist die Luft reiner, das Licht ist anders, intensiver, es ist schwer zu erklären. Aber ich erlebe hier jedesmal ein unglaubliches Glücksgefühl...
Dieses Bild entstand am 3. Februar 2024, am Ende des Tages am Silsersee. Ich hatte am gefrorenen See fotografiert, bis ich praktisch kein Licht mehr hatte. Ein Stativ wäre hilfreich gewesen... Als ich zum Dorf zurück spazierte, habe ich mich ein letztes Mal umgedreht - und diese Sicht erblickt. Trotz Dunkelheit habe ich ein Bild gemacht, denn es war das Schönste, was ich sah.
There is an old adage in photography that states, "f8 and be there". How else can I explain this epic sunset photo? As it happened, my location was ideal to catch the light that seemed to arch over the clouds. While it appeared to billow in puffy sections above, a very different looking mass appeared at the center point below.
The rest fell into place as the magic of nature unfolded above my water side perch. In an attempt to properly title this shot, the word "epic" kept coming up. Having photographed this location multiple times over many years, this is the most astonishing light I have captured here, to date.
Saint Louis Southwestern GE's are teamed with parent Southern Pacific GE's, to claw their way over the high level desert territory located east of the ghost town known as Pantano. This guy was flying east of Tucson and so was I, but I ended up sitting on the Interstate waiting for him here, as he had lost considerable speed.
But It gave me time to talk a bit with the late Mr. Doug Harrop, who I never really spent time with other than running into him at cool locations now and then. Wish I had spent more time with him somewhere, as he was great guy but we didn't ever really have enough time to talk. Here was no different, as the sound of GE's barking their way east soon filled the air. Perhaps the most fun memory of this encounter was that we were both talking about our wives, and wondering about them getting kicked out of their respective hotels, due to us being this far east. I thought I might be in trouble since mine was stuck back in Tucson, but then he told me his was back in Phoenix! I tried to explain, but I'm still not sure mine never understood that I really had no choice but to chase this train east.
You'd be hard pressed to shoot a UP train right here these days, as UP re-aligned the eastbound main and cut this section out of it. The track remains in place as a dead end siding, used for car storage sometimes. It will be interesting to see how long that lasts, as it's kind of really strange turning it into a dead end lead. IMHO, at least.
Can one really explain this? no. Just as one can never learn how to paint.
Pablo Picasso
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Given the opportunity to consider this shot, gave rise to thoughts of time. Have you ever pondered it and tried to explain time? Or listened to those who attempt to do so? Typically. the defining term becomes one of direction. Time appears to move only forward, unlike the other elements that constitute our universe.
As a companion, its meaning lead me to compose this image. Headstones for leading lines, and a tree branch to frame them. This photos purpose is related to the mysteries of time, its "direction", and the enigma that lay ahead.
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Dianthus barbatus, the Sweet William, - a species of flowering plant in the family Caryophyllaceae, native to southern Europe and parts of Asia. It has become a popular ornamental garden plant.
Wild plants produce red flowers with a white base, but colours in cultivars range from white, pink, red, and purple to variegated patterns.
Many legends purport to explain how Sweet William acquired its English common name, but none is verified. It is often said to honour the 18th century Prince William, Duke of Cumberland.
The flowers are edible and may have medicinal properties.
heeey all
the shot Explain what im in !! =\
so Unfortunately ...
I'll STOP SHOTING + MAKING SOME WORKSHOPS
why!?
good quistion =D
cuz in fact i'll be a Doctor enshalla but that's not a really a big reason =\
actully i don't have much ideas for shooting =\
and i have a lot of works to do !!
so guys give me a while a break and enshalla
i'll came soon with a new crazy shots and ideas too ;D
t,c all :D
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