Theda Tammas - Hypocrite's Crayon Gallery

Yeah, you’ve got your troubles.

 

And I’ve got mine.

 

So does everyone else.

 

Life can suck sometimes.

 

Funny thing is, though…

 

If you had the chance to trade your woes with

a mother from dafur whose children are starving

or an Afghani father whose family just got slaughtered

by the Taliban or a Bangladeshi couple whose 5-year-old

daughter is painfully dying of lead poisoning from removing

reusable parts 12 hours a day from our discarded computers...

 

I bet you'd keep your problems.

 

Maybe people who suffering in the third world would find some relief

if we bought them pro account so they could post some angst-filled

self portraits that would earn them comments praising them for their

courage and creativity.

 

I really do believe we could change the world with just a few pink stars.

 

strobist info....

 

a 75w compact fluorescent bulb in a 12 inch dome reflector directly in front of me, about 2.5 feet away and the camera directly under the light at arm's length — maybe 3 feet or a little less...

 

Definition: "an expression of disappointment or disgust"

 

This image summarizes my opinion of those hypocritical Senators who are blocking a bill to help veterans exposed to burn pits. They are the same ones who are always ready to send our young into war, but are unwilling to fully care for them when they came home injured. FOO on the lot of them. :((

 

P,S, Hats off to Jon Stewart for his straight talk on this travesty !

www.youtube.com/watch?v=iUW3-dzmRZc

Ring-a-ring-Opposes, a pocketful-Forecloses©

 

What advancement has been spelled out this morning?

Or any other morning for the matter with us is not yet found,

Still somehow uncolonized is the space within our heart

Overrun as it may be by so much as the duty bound

Ways radiating the loss of our own habitat that now sets us apart

 

From the roads we build atop the past trampled underfoot

Cobbles give way to the gobbles of hungry economic pressure

Drink your coffee quick so you may be full of beans in readiness

For the trek that gives a heck for seizing a rightful expressure

Over distinctive burials of hurt and all of life's bloodiness

 

Emotion rather resembles archaeology with origin unknown

It's a treasure worth having yet it's value cannot be easily told

We may hold such an artifact in our hand yet flinch in someone else's

And crack as we might it is only time that can find out before we're sold

By which time living memory has been and gone where history convulses

 

When we're done and dusted our image of ourselves speaks of tribal beliefs

Those narrow-minded policies handed-down from government to bleeder

Oh! and what stories shall we tell when our rich soil becomes political?

My childhood garden now a by-word for by-pass, a ruddy road's northern feeder

For no truth is harder to bear than next year's road map, ahead lies, lies, lies so hypocritical

 

Motions passed in my backyard by persons who'll have been and gone

Before my oats are cold...I jest, of course,

For the planners I never see live far, faraway from the likes of you or me

They have job descriptions that even google doesn't yet know, how coarse!

Yet real their decisions are, for their administrative cocoon may leave me a solitary tree

 

As swathes of childhood memory are churned-up why must we build over

Areas of greatest worth? leaving but a dust bowl to live out of

Only queried when the going gets tough and the tough have long gone

I speak of the Wensum valley and Norwich's soon to be northern ring of cupboard love

The atlas speaks what councils forgot to tell us...now preservation has been foregone.

 

by anglia24

10h30: 21/11/2008

©2008anglia24

Thanks a million to all my flickr friends for all your visits, assistence & guidance in improving my photography skills.

The last nearly four years have seemed like eons for me. Every day that I can bear to pay attention, I am horrified by what atrocities Trump is responsible for. I have gone to so many protests in so many places for so many causes/reasons, both well attended and scarcely attended in good weather and in the middle of a freezing cold winter. There are times I have really questioned what good it even does but a little voice in my head has still told me it was the right thing to do.

 

But, then the Coronavirus hit and I wondered seriously if protesting was the right thing to do…after reading the statistics in my own city about people of color being killed by the Coronavirus at a much higher rate than white people, I had to ask myself, is it actually a case of white privilege if I protest? This seems like such a strange thing to ask when you are protesting your outrage about a man being killed only because he happened to be Black and existing in America but still I had to ask. Because, if I am part of the problem of spreading this virus and my presence results in more deaths of more people of color, isn’t that defeating the purpose? In addition, how about all of the healthcare workers who have been burdened for so long? Why should I make a choice for them that could affect the survival and treatment of myself and others? It just seemed too risky for this die hard protestor.

 

I have never dealt with this kind of moral dilemma before. My sense of right and wrong is usually pretty strong and doesn’t leave room for tons of contemplation and deliberation. I can’t really remember the last time I had to seriously ponder “What is the right thing to do in this situation?” asking myself again and again. I usually just know these things intuitively and then try to make my best ethical choice. I’m not saying that I don’t see layers of grey between black and white so much as just I have an idea of how to act in terms of what is right with my soul. I’m also not saying that I don’t learn new things and from the perspective of others and change based on being open to learning. But, the idea of what is fundamentally the ethical choice to make about whether or not to attend a protest for a cause I believe in has never been this difficult before.

 

And, there is the other side of things that I don’t really like to talk about-the more human side of things. I am unfortunately all too human in my fears about contacting Coronavirus/Covid19. To be honest, I’m the type of person that gets nervous taking a walk in my own neighborhood and gets frustrated when I see the joggers and dog walkers on my street roaming without a mask or groups of a few friends partying on a rooftop in close proximity. It seems pretty hypocritical to me that I’d also be finding myself amidst thousands of people in super close proximity sometimes under overpasses neck to neck, masks or no.

 

So, what I am saying is that I am actually probably a little paranoid. For a large part of my life, I didn’t realize I was any different from others in my fears until I went to college and learned about Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and realized that my irrational fear of death that took hold of me if I didn’t do certain things when I was little-tap my fingers every time I saw a green car, squeeze my toes every time I passed a squirrel-that sort of thing-wasn’t what most kids go through. And, it was crippling. Most of the time, I would cry hysterically thinking I was going to die and great harm would really come to my family and I if I told anyone and voiced these fears out loud. I know, I know…it sounds crazy and doesn’t make tons of sense. And, even though I know that and have gotten better dealing with this side of my self as an adult, it still hasn’t gone away completely. There’s a real instinctual fear that makes me think the worst will happen to me.

 

The news, of course, doesn’t help…and consider that non essential businesses were shuttered and school was cancelled for the rest of the year, I am even more terrified about the damage this virus can do. Then, there’s also the choir study…where they found that one man in close proximity singing with a choir infected pretty much the whole choir and killed a few too. Of course, this is outdoors, but I still can’t help thinking about all of the times I opened my mouth to chant pro Black Life Matters sentiments even if I was wearing a mask.

 

And, in many ways, I feel like I am not even worthy enough to say the name of George Floyd or Breonna Taylor who should have turned 27 on Friday, the day that I joined these protests. Because, as someone who is white, I could never know the true horror of this. She was a hero, an EMT worker, and it wasn’t just her own life and her family that was robbed but all of our lives and the sadness is overpowering. So, I ended up saying her name a few thousand times and feeling like I was losing my mind because I couldn’t rewind time and change reality.

 

I don’t know the answer to all of this and I still don’t know if I contracted the virus or not. But, in any case, I hope that these protests meant something and continue to mean something. Maybe it actually means more to those in power that people would risk their lives to fight for Black Lives and, if those mayors and governors really care about the citizens of their city, they have to act on these social justice issues-hold police accountable, take police out of schools and bring in social workers, counselors, librarians, art and music creative outlets instead. Let’s have a dance class or a drama class instead of kids being subjected to cruel excessive force and mock prison cells from early ages. Surely anything that helps kids is better than something doing active harm. Let’s put more money into mental health facilities instead of incarcerations. Let’s make sure when someone is released from prison that they have a job to go to. Let’s make sure our citizens have healthcare and that there are valid low income housing measures. All of these things will reduce crime and improve the quality of life. That is the direction we need to think in instead of increasing a police force. We need to think about the disparities between communities and races and ensure these people are protected and treated with respect-the same respect and treatment white people have been taking for granted in my country for centuries.

 

Above: a new mural for George Floyd, murdered by a group of police officers in a complicit system where the police are protected from their evil racist acts.

 

This mural was recently completed in the past couple of days and is found in Humboldt Park, Chicago on Division Avenue just east of California Ave. Cristian J. Roldán and Esther Kovacs

 

artbyroldan.com/

 

www.es-seniya-art.com/

 

***All photos are copyrighted***

  

“ And I say to my people’s masters: Beware, Beware of the thing that is coming, beware of the risen people, who shall take what ye would not give.

Did ye think to conquer the people or that law is stronger than life and than men’s desire to be free?

We will try it out with you, ye that have harried and held, Ye that have bullied and bribed …..tyrants, hypocrites, liars !!! ”

 

Patrick Pearse - The Rebel

Sometimes, people can be two-faced, hypocritical. I tend to be more than not...which is not how I want to be. I want to "live what I preach."

 

"...Hypocrites! For you shut the door of the Kingdom of Heaven in people’s faces. You won’t go in yourselves, and you don’t let others enter either." (Matthew 23:13)

 

I thought of this idea a while ago, and finally I did it. (and finally I got batteries! yay!) I pretty much just did half of my head while getting ready and shot it, then finished the other side of my head before leaving. So basically, the right side is before make-up, before doing my hair... AND this is not two pictures in one, it is actually a single photo, just with a divider down the middle and lighting difference between the sides. ;D

 

Happy Valentine's Day, everyone! <3

 

God's love...is amazing.

"Amazing love, how can it be?" - Amazing Love

"Jesus, my heart is all I have to give to you, so weak and so unworthy it simply will not do...For your body that was broken, how can it be enough?" - Matthias Replaces Judas by Showbread

Nature gives us an amazing amount of wonders and within her bounty we find similarities upon which we decide to have reflections and those can lead us on to further investigation with wondrous revelations. The figure created by the silhouette of The Pentland Hills is an amazing sight and she can transform her image from different positions even appearing as if she is pregnant from one vantage. Here Mono and Colour are used to give a further insight into the Sleep Skyline Figure that may have been seen as a Goddess, as Geology in transition and also held so many regards that have been given and lost even as she is found in the landscape today and will with weathering and other developments over many, many years be seen as something vastly different than she appears today.

 

The Pentland Hills are magnificent and here is a share of their beauty.

 

I have been mentioning the weather lore of, “Red sky at night, shepherd’s delight,” and now the mention is still reaching into the links below.

 

© PHH Sykes 2024

phhsykes@gmail.com

  

Pentland Hills Regional Park

www.pentlandhills.org/

 

Red sky at night and other weather lore

www.metoffice.gov.uk/weather/learn-about/weather/how-weat...

 

Matthew 16:2-3, King James Version

2 He answered and said unto them, When it is evening, ye say, It will be fair weather: for the sky is red.

3 And in the morning, It will be foul weather to day: for the sky is red and lowering. O ye hypocrites, ye can discern the face of the sky; but can ye not discern the signs of the times?

Gospel of Matthew 16:2-3, King James Version.

www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+16%3A2-3&...

 

One of the things I love is music. Depending on what song, I enjoy the complex arrangements, the harmonies, the melody, the poetic lyrics.. Back when I fist started to listen to Nightwish I noticed that, despite the CD's of them were store in the Metal section of the store, they do more than just scream and riff. And I fell in love with the theatrical lyrics. This is the first song of them I had as a favorite. The first of many to come. Dramatic poetic.. and the combination of Tarja's angelike voice with Marco's rough one sent chills down my spine

 

I wish I had an angel - Nightwish

 

I wish I had an angel

For one moment of love

I wish I had your angel tonight

Deep into a dying day

I took a step outside an innocent heart

Prepare to hate me fall when I may

This night will hurt you like never before

Old loves they die hard

Old lies they die harder

I wish I had an angel

For one moment of love

I wish I had your angel

Your Virgin Mary undone

I'm in love with my lust

Burning angel wings to dust

I wish I had your angel tonight

I'm going down so frail 'n cruel

Drunken disguise changes all the rules

Old loves they die hard

Old lies they die harder

I wish I had an angel

For one moment of love

I wish I had your angel

Your Virgin Mary undone

I'm in love with my lust

Burning angel wings to dust

I wish I had your angel tonight

Greatest thrill

Not to kill

But to have the prize of the night

Hypocrite

Wannabe friend

13th disciple who betrayed me for nothing!

Last dance, first kiss

Your touch my bliss

Beauty always comes with dark thoughts

I wish I had an angel

For one moment of love

I wish I had your angel

Your Virgin Mary undone

I'm in love with my lust

Burning angel wings to dust

I wish I had your angel tonight

  

Explored

I'm glad we can be silly together

 

This was the only shot like this, I've been looking through all the stuff from 2 weeks ago that hasn't been uploaded and the outtakes are hilarious. Once the 2-second timer is on, we really don't know what the others doing.

 

Oh, in other news. I booked my flight to see her in May.

 

Strobist Info: B1600 into 3ft. Octabox camera right, B800 into 32" shoot-thru camera left. Triggered via Cybersyncs.

Rise Rebel Resist-Otep

www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ooXPFRh6rs

 

perfect little spouses

in perfect little houses

it's family fun time

let's commit a hate crime

 

....if i can't be loved, then I'll be hated.

 

I'm disconnected

I'm uninspired

I'm burning in water

I'm drowning in fire

 

I'm trapped inside my mind

beneath these piles of stinking life

you use this abuse to keep me conquered

you're so absurdly common

 

vacant faces

brainless strangers

 

sputtering, stuttering insect language

I'm the creature you created

everyday i grow jaded

calloused and exasperated

 

if I'll never be loved

then I'll be hated

 

I'm one of the

freaks, the fagots,

the geeks, the savages,

rogues, rebels, dissident devils,

artists, martyrs, infidels ...

 

do we sit still

under attack?

 

or do we start pushing back?

 

never back up

never back down

 

& FIGHT.

 

RISE

REBEL

RESIST

 

RISE

REBEL

MAKE A FIST

RESIST

 

RISE

REBEL

RESIST

 

RISE

REBEL

MAKE A FIST

RESIST

 

I'm human pollution

I covet retribution

I'm just a big mistake

a defect you can subjugate

 

your ridicule is just typical antics

spineless, mindless, tragic, fanatic

 

puritan, bigot

lunatic, hypocrite

 

To save my soul from disaster

self-destruction could be the answer

 

if I'll never be loved

then I'll be hated

 

I'm one of the

freaks, the fagots,

the geeks, the savages,

rogues, rebels, dissident devils,

artists, martyrs, infidels ...

 

do we sit still

under attack?

 

or do we start pushing back?

 

never back up

never back down

 

& FIGHT.

 

RISE

REBEL

RESIST

 

RISE

REBEL

MAKE A FIST

RESIST

 

RISE

REBEL

RESIST

 

RISE

REBEL

MAKE A FIST

RESIST

 

masochistic

so sadistic

all they see is another statistic

 

maybe I'm a misfit, maybe I'm different

it will never be an average existence

 

masochistic

so sadistic

all they see is another statistic

 

If I can't be loved

then I'll be hated

 

it's family fun time

let's commit a hate crime

 

WAR

WAR

 

RISE

REBEL

RESIST

 

RISE

REBEL

MAKE A FIST

RESIST

 

RISE

REBEL

RESIST

 

RISE

REBEL

MAKE A FIST

RESIST

 

(WE ARE)

the

freaks, the fagots,

the geeks, the savages,

rogues, rebels, dissident devils,

artists, martyrs, infidels ...

 

do we sit still

under attack?

 

or do we start pushing back?

 

never back up

never back down

 

& fight

 

WAR

WAR

 

RESIST

 

Pose: 5ifth Order

Armor: Tonktastic

Weapons: C-Tech Mag 10 and Semple Creations Prince Sword.

Location: Higashiosaka

this is definitely the most disgusting picture i've ever made. i think it would be great for a no smoking campaign, even if it would be a little hypocritical, since i'm a smoker

 

70/365

Life in abroad, being alone, makes you wanna quit your job and go home,

dealing with homesickness, stressful work, bad people surrounds me,

like the racists, the hypocrites & the corrupt, it's everywhere & it brings me down...

 

I guess I need a little help of my family & friends...

   

Last night I dreamt Jesus and I walked along a beach.

 

"Jesus," I said, "you're black? I thought that was a Hollywood cliche. I figured you didn't have a race--you were just the essence of forgiveness or love or something."

 

"Nope, I'm black. My son, I'm concerned about the path of your life. You used to help the less fortunate. You used to devote yourself to causes. Now you just pursue money. What happened?"

 

"Jesus, I'm not sure I ever cared about those causes or if I just wanted to aggrandize myself. I mean, I care but it's secondary to making my own life better. And it's a distant second."

 

Jesus nodded understandingly.

 

"Everyone wants to improve their lot, Jesus. But materialists are at least honest about it. Given that you've built us with this self-preservation that trumps other concerns, maybe the most we can hope for is to not be a hypocrite. And to make enough money to enjoy the world you've built for us. It does take money, Jesus, no matter what anyone says."

 

Holding his hands behind his back as we walked, Jesus was the model of the thoughtful listener. "Mmm-hmm. There was an element of egotism to your works. But in sum you may, eventually, have been able to make some difference, even if small."

 

"The ends justify the means, Jesus? Is that the creator's philosophy?"

 

"Oh no. Look around," he said, gesturing to the sky and the water and the sand. "My father was a dadaist. And maybe," he concluded, probing a wound in his wrist absent-mindedly, "a bit of a sadist."

Photographer : Aleksandr

Model : Tiffany Waugh

MUA (Make-up Artist) : Gabriella Gomez

Location: Lucern Valley, CA "Dry Lake Beds"

 

PLEASE NOT TO USE, EDIT, ALTER IN ANY WAY OR COPY ANY OF MY MATERIAL WITHOUT MY APPROVAL AND WRITTEN CONSENT.

Copyright © 2009 Geovani Aleksandr. All rights reserved.

WRITE TO ME AT

geovanialeksandr.garcia@yahoo.com or galeksg.78@gmail.com

FOR LICENSING ENQUIRIES.

 

Dissociative identity disorder (DID) is a psychiatric diagnosis that describes a condition in which a single person displays multiple distinct identities or personalities (known as alter egos or alters), each with its own pattern of perceiving and interacting with the environment. The diagnosis requires that at least two personalities routinely take control of the individual's behavior with an associated memory loss that goes beyond normal forgetfulness; in addition, symptoms cannot be the temporary effects of drug use or a general medical condition. The condition first appeared in current medical classification in the 1980 publication of the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM-III) classification, as multiple personality disorder (MPD), which is the term still used by the ICD-10.

There is a great deal of controversy surrounding the topic. There are many commonly disputed points about DID. These viewpoints critical of DID can be quite varied, with some taking the position that DID does not actually exist as a valid medical diagnosis, and others who think that DID may exist but is either always or usually an adverse side effect of therapy. DID diagnoses initially appeared to be almost entirely confined to the North American continent, but later surveys found cases on other continents but at significantly lower rates.

 

But the interesting part is that all of us tend to do things different one moment or the other, without even noticing it.

a human mind tends to change from time to time, as an improvement and human development.

It will be funny if we would wake up one day and have only one expression on our face that would show sadness or only happiness, friendly or un-friendly, hypocrite or honest.

A human adjust itself to a certain situation or events.

 

well that's my deduction...

interesting isn't it?...

 

Aleksandr.

Before I say this rant I don't want to sound hypocritical so Meadow that edit I was supposed to do for you dont get mad Im making you a makeup edit because I cant edit that pic sorry :\

~

I love how when you ask a certain person for an edit ~WHEN THEY~Coughhecough~ SAID THEY WERE DOING REQUESTS~ they NEVER get to it EVER,Instead they make edits for people their obsessed about that doesnt EVEN EVER COME ON TO TALK TO HIM ANYMORE!

Damn I said him :\

Showing its a he

It really annoying considering you maybe have made that guy a million edits in the past?

Its stupid

Ignorant

Mean

Hurtful

And just plain out rude!

~Again Meadow the pic you asked me to edit for you was to hard for me and I am making a makeup edit for you!!!~

this pic tell u about The two sides of hypocrites :P

How well do you know your friends?!!?

 

model ; 2 apple :P

taken by ; Grape Cranberry

edit by ; me =)

  

   

For 'Macro Sundays — In the Kitchen'

 

This photo was accepted, then refused by 'Macro Sundays', and I've been removed from the group by Dominique Robert, its administrator, without any communication.

 

I cannot recommend that you join this group, as its Administrator is a flagrant hypocrite with a huge ego.

Matthew 16:2-3, King James Version

 

2 He answered and said unto them, When it is evening, ye say, It will be fair weather: for the sky is red.

3 And in the morning, It will be foul weather to day: for the sky is red and lowering. O ye hypocrites, ye can discern the face of the sky; but can ye not discern the signs of the times?

 

Weather lore offers us an insight into our days. We are sheltered from the climate and some changes. We are still needing to live within nature and to make a balanced harmony of our lives as best as we can.

 

The Pentland Hills are magnificent and here is a share of their beauty.

 

© PHH Sykes 2024

phhsykes@gmail.com

  

Pentland Hills Regional Park

www.pentlandhills.org/

 

Red sky at night and other weather lore

www.metoffice.gov.uk/weather/learn-about/weather/how-weat...

 

Gospel of Matthew 16:2-3, King James Version.

www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+16%3A2-3&...

 

Oookeey :) ! I'v been tagged by Mena <3:O ! I love you baby thanks for the tag. :**

Now imma tell you just 10 things I hate </3!

0 I hate Pepsi </3

1 hate cheating!

2 I hate lies and liars!

3 I hate two faced people ! :OO

4 I hate people who sticks on you bec. Of their intrest only!

5 I hate hypocrites!

6 hate people who are hiding behind the ( computer screen) and their character is completely different from their personality!!

7 I hate to show off what I own!!

8 I hate people who considered themselves higher than others! Even in the simplest things!

9 I hate to remember that I was wasting my time with someone -_-"

10 i hate anyone talks about me!! behind me

 

that's it :P<3 i bet we all have a lot in common ;P

I tag. : no one yet :*<3

   

She hates, she lies, she's underhand, she's a sociopath, she's a proven bully, she's a hypocrite, she has broken the ministerial code, she blames the poor for being poor, she's racist, she says "footballers taking the knee are playing gesture politics", she is evil. She hates the poor, she hates migrants.

And she smirks about it all when challenged.

 

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"Momentaneamente assente" – By Paola Marchi

THANATOS Exhibition, Bar Ecuador (Massa).

The artist does not show herself as a unity, but fragments herself. The viewer is faced with a split and multiplied face, trapped behind letters and dark backgrounds. This decomposition evokes the duplication typical of psychic defense mechanisms: one part of the self remains visible, the other withdraws into the void.

In this withdrawal, the conceptual and philosophical act is fulfilled: the word contradicts the image and the image contradicts the word. Declaring oneself "absent" attests to a vigilant presence watching those who are looking. Language becomes a physical cage, a subtraction in which the artist decides where to disappear and where to show herself, transforming the void into a space of resistance.

Possible reactions of the viewer

Faced with this dynamic, the artwork does not impose a single emotional response, but triggers different psychological dynamics and reactions depending on the viewer's sensitivity:

* The uncanny effect or protective detachment: For a portion of the audience, those wide-open eyes emerging from the dark background and piercing the canvas can trigger a feeling of vulnerability, shifting the observer from the role of the subject who looks to that of the object being examined. Conversely, in other visitors, it can trigger a reaction of intellectual detachment or protective calm, perceiving the writing as a legitimate shield behind which the artist defends her inaccessibility and right to silence.

* Mirroring or repulsion: The fragmentation of the self-portrait behind the golden letters can generate a sense of familiar recognition of one's own dark areas and repressed internal conflicts. On the other hand, the work can provoke a movement of rejection and repulsion when faced with the exposing of those unconscious mechanisms of duplication that each of us implements in daily life.

* Anxiety of loss or fascination with subtraction: The violent contrast between the rigorous black and white of the faces and the textured orange of the wall behind them amplifies the visceral tension of the display. This aesthetic dissonance can make the viewer fluctuate between the anxiety of the dissolution of the Self and the fascination with voluntary subtraction, demonstrating how disappearance is not nothingness, but a necessary psychic transition.

 

The social reaction: rejecting the system

Then there is a visceral and collective reaction that sparks when reading that "MOMENTANEAMENTE ASSENTE" right in the face of this rotten society. In a broken system that imposes hyper-presence, total availability, and the constant commodification of the image and the soul, declaring oneself absent becomes an act of open rebellion. Those who look at the artwork can feel a profound sense of liberation or a surge of shared anger: Paola Marchi's absence turns into a refusal to play along with a cynical society that swallows the individual whole. Withdrawing, hiding the face, and reclaiming one's own void is not a cowardly escape, but a frontal assault: it is the only remaining way to avoid being consumed, to say no, and to defend one's truth from the background noise of a hypocritical world.

 

Off day no blues feel today~ HMB!!!

 

Have a good day everyone! '-) xoxo

  

Please no large glittery graphics or big group invites!!!!!! so SORRY if I delete it..

Matthew 7

The Passion Translation

Do Not Judge

7 “Refuse to be a critic full of bias toward others, and you will not be judged.[a] 2 For you’ll be judged by the same standard that you’ve used to judge others. The measurement you use on them will be used on you.[b] 3 Why would you focus on the flaw in someone else’s life and fail to notice the glaring flaws of your own?[c] 4 How could you say to your friend, ‘Let me show you where you’re wrong,’ when you’re guilty of even more? 5 You’re being hypercritical and a hypocrite! First acknowledge and deal with your own ‘blind spots,’ and then you’ll be capable of dealing with the ‘blind spot’ of your friend.[d]

Published in Y Sin Embargo #19, super#Fissue: the conventional and the empty/emptied gesture. The effects of a centrifugal and hypocritical, forgetful and self-referential society, in permanent escape, where nobody raises a matter or questions anything anymore.

 

Many thanks to fernandoprats and YSE team.

Ragged, contradictory, lacking honesty, full of holes. This is my opinion of the Federal Government and it's attempt to develop a Climate, Emissions and Technology policy. The very worst of Green Wash which will leave us in the hands of the denying National Party MP's and coal carrying Liberals. These are the people that have had 8 years to develop something credible after dismantling Labour's comprehensive, market-based suite of programs. After all they debased ARENA ( Australian Renewable Energy Authority} this year to accept fossil fuel projects! They have no credibility like the Murdoch Press' breath-taking hypocritical "Green and Gold "headlines recently.

I am waiting for the rest of the world to move on and punish us for our stupidity. Apologies for the rant but...

arena.gov.au/about/strategic-priorities/

\https://www.abc.net.au/mediawatch/episodes/climate/13591490

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These Osprey were so much fun to watch. The variety in their eye color is striking! What a fun photo shoot! I love how protective the mother is with her babies too. And these guys were hot...just look at them panting! Hope you are having a great weekend!

 

The face is the mirror of the mind, and EYES without speaking confess the secrets of the heart. S. Jerome

 

Where words are restrained, the EYES often talk a great deal.

S. Richardson

 

Psalm 19:8 "The precepts of the LORD are right, rejoicing the heart; The commandment of the LORD is pure, enlightening the EYES."

 

Matthew 6:22 "The EYE is the lamp of the body; so then if your eye is clear, your whole body will be full of light."

 

Matthew 7:3-5 "Why do you look at the speck that is in your brother's EYE, but do not notice the log that is in your own eye? "Or how can you say to your brother, 'Let me take the speck out of your eye,' and behold, the log is in your own eye? "You hypocrite, first take the log out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to take the speck out of your brother's eye."

 

Matthew 13:15 "FOR THE HEART OF THIS PEOPLE HAS BECOME DULL, WITH THEIR EARS THEY SCARCELY HEAR, AND THEY HAVE CLOSED THEIR EYES, OTHERWISE THEY WOULD SEE WITH THEIR EYES, HEAR WITH THEIR EARS, AND UNDERSTAND WITH THEIR HEART AND RETURN, AND I WOULD HEAL THEM."

 

1 Corinthians 2:9 "but just as it is written, "THINGS WHICH EYE HAS NOT SEEN AND EAR HAS NOT HEARD, AND which HAVE NOT ENTERED THE HEART OF MAN, ALL THAT GOD HAS PREPARED FOR THOSE WHO LOVE HIM."

 

Ephesians 1:18 "I pray that the EYES of your heart may be enlightened, so that you will know what is the hope of His calling, what are the riches of the glory of His inheritance in the saints"

 

1 John 2:16 "For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh and the lust of the EYES and the boastful pride of life, is not from the Father, but is from the world."

 

Matthew 6:22-23 "The EYE is the lamp of the body; so then if your eye is clear, your whole body will be full of light. "But if your eye is bad, your whole body will be full of darkness. If then the light that is in you is darkness, how great is the darkness!"

  

Tre foto a Spoleto sotto il sole di gennaio:

Ombre_la città si muove o sta ferma.

Memoria corta_la città è polemica.

Liberamente_la libertà dell'arte.

 

Three photos of Spoleto under the January sun:

Shadows_the city moves or stands still.

Remembrance Day "short and hypocritical"

Liberamente_the freedom of art.

 

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First of all; yes, I have gone back to being Pro. But truth to be told, it's not because I wanted it so badly, but simply because trying to narrow your photo quantity down from 5000+ to less than 1000 happened to be just too much.

 

Got down to 1500-something, and then I got stuck. Both with the deleting, as with finding an alternative that could have prevented me from going Pro and supporting Flickr's dumbass, hypocrite latest move that has as little to do with being there for its community than Big Pharma is there for the well-being of its customers.

 

Has deleting all of those photos been in vain then? Neah, most of these photos were of such a quality that it's actually for the better they have been taken offline. Having deleted all of those photos has also given me plenty of inspiration of ideas and locations that really need a redo, years after most of them have been taken.

 

So to look at things from the bright side, I suppose at least I won't be bored anytime soon. :) Both with continuing to make my own photos (in between admiring your photos), and finding an alternative so I only have to waste 50 bucks just once (probably in the likes of creating a free second account where I will hover over the oldest 1000 photos on this account).

 

Until then, I guess I better enjoy the amazing perks that come along with a Pro membership, such as a lack of advertisements, and statistics to check out. I'm anticipated with excitement already!

 

And now to end this rant for once and for all, and to get back to business...

 

03/01/2019; We had some sunny weather for a change last Thursday. Having been off from work last week, that gave me the perfect opportunity to make the most of the situation. :)

 

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Self-portrait.

 

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~Falling too fast to prepare for this,

Tripping in the world could be dangerous,

Everybody circling, it's vulturous,

Negative, nepotist.

 

Everybody waiting for the fall of man,

Everybody praying for the end of times,

Everybody hoping they could be the one,

I was born to run, I was born for this.

 

Whip, whip,

Run me like a racehorse,

Pull me like a ripcord,

Break me down and build me up,

I wanna be the slip, slip,

Word upon your lip, lip,

Letter that you rip, rip,

Break me down and build me up.

 

Whatever it takes,

'Cause I love the adrenaline in my veins,

I do whatever it takes,

'Cause I love how it feels when I break the chains,

Whatever it takes,

Yeah take me to the top I'm ready for

Whatever it takes,

'Cause I love the adrenaline in my veins,

I do what it takes.

 

Always had a fear of being typical,

Looking at my body feeling miserable,

Always hanging on to the visual,

I wanna be invisible,

Looking at my years like a martyrdom,

Everybody needs to be a part of 'em,

Never be enough, I'm the prodigal son,

I was born to run, I was born for this.

 

Whip, whip,

Run me like a racehorse,

Pull me like a ripcord,

Break me down and build me up,

I wanna be the slip, slip,

Word upon your lip, lip,

Letter that you rip, rip,

Break me down and build me up.

 

Whatever it takes,

'Cause I love the adrenaline in my veins,

I do whatever it takes,

'Cause I love how it feels when I break the chains,

Whatever it takes,

Yeah take me to the top, I'm ready for

Whatever it takes,

'Cause I love the adrenaline in my veins.

 

I do what it takes,

Hypocritical, egotistical,

Don't wanna be the parenthetical, hypothetical,

Working onto something that I'm proud of, out of the box,

An epoxy to the world and the vision we've lost,

I'm an apostrophe,

I'm just a symbol to remind you that there's more to see,

I'm just a product of the system, a catastrophe,

And yet a masterpiece, and yet I'm half-diseased,

And when I am deceased,

At least I go down to the grave and die happily,

Leave the body of my soul to be a part of me.

 

I do what it takes,

Whatever it takes,

'Cause I love the adrenaline in my veins,

I do whatever it takes,

'Cause I love how it feels when I break the chains,

Whatever it takes,

Yeah take me to the top, I'm ready for

Whatever it takes,

'Cause I love the adrenaline in my veins,

I do what it takes~

 

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Imagine Dragons - Whatever It Takes

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=0W3ncXKGM0k

 

As some of my contacts may remember, I have some discomfort about zoos and the notion of confined animals for public display. I feel a little bit hypocritical now to have also visited the local aquarium, which is really the same sort of thing. For some reason it has never bothered me as much as zoos, but the issue at the heart of it is really the same thing, I am realizing. What can I say… the jellyfish were a gorgeous thing to witness. But I am pretty sure they would prefer not being confined to their small tank, as well as living in their own natural environment as well. Sigh. I don't know why I don't really feel for these creatures as powerfully as I do for the mammals of the zoo. Being in the aquarium felt otherworldly, and magical, and I feel kind of bad for liking it so much.

ARTBWBTRA Challenge - Abstract Art - July 2016

www.flickr.com/groups/challenges_community_group/discuss/...

 

Two-Faced: Hypocritical or Double Dealing. See All Politicans.

Tulelake / Siskiyou County / California

"Clad in white and gold, the legionaries and servants of the revered noble house Saintigné may appear like shining saviors at first, but their true motives are heinous and hypocritical. The Pure Ones, a lineage of old royals, are striving for eternal life, and in order to achieve their holy goal, they bathe in the blood of the innocent."

 

I will literally make my own storyline than anything proper from Dune

 

Thanks to my good friend Sporadicuser for helping out with the post and the small story!

 

- February 2022

Have you ever wondered what a church full of Pharisees would be like?

(Adrian Rogers)

 

Have you ever wondered what a church full of Pharisees would be like?

1. They would all attend every service.

2. They would all tithe.

3. They would all work in the church.

4. They would all go to Hell!

 

"Woe to you, Scribes and Pharisees, you hypocrites!" Matthew 23:15

 

Here YOU means those people who takes photography and comments as personal interest of relations.

Here in flickr I have seen people liking and commenting "This is Too good/ Timeless" or "Amar aita khub balo lagtese" in a particular type of shot at the same time commenting the other way to a similar type of shot even same one.

 

I do ignore and hate those HYPOCRITES who are never true lover of photography rather .....

 

I know this might hurt a lot of people and I may be kicked off by some bunch of people for saying this.

 

And I do know I am never a good photographer like YOU are but someone has to speak out.

All the jokes and smiles aside, one thing that I'm grateful to America for is my grandfather! His colon cancer diagnosis would be the end in Ukraine. MSK did an amazing job! I'm thankful for that! Like my cousin says, “all Tanya needs is a bed.” All I need is some bread, water, and a bed! But to save the life of a loved one, that's a big deal for me! I'm not a hypocrite, and I will not say I don't like luxury… but I can honestly live without it if I have to. It’s a bonus. Without the people I love, I can’t. They are my world, and my world revolves around them.

A different lens and a different location that still shows Skyline Silhouette Sleeping Figure. The figure reclines making a striking image, if it is not a figure rather fortuitous geology then still it is still there. The sun having set lights one cloud. If you see a cloud structure at the centre that look like a Goose that has just eaten the Sun then the glowing cloud can be imagined as the after Sun snort from the star devouring Goose.

 

Nature gives us an amazing amount of wonders and within her bounty we find similarities upon which we decide to have reflections and those can lead us on to further investigation with wondrous revelations. The figure created by the silhouette of The Pentland Hills is an amazing sight and she can transform her image from different positions even appearing as if she is pregnant from one vantage. Here the Sleep Skyline Figure that may have been seen as a Goddess, as Geology in steady transition and also held in so many regards that have been given and lost even as she is found in the landscape, is shown with her central navel locked features given at a greater scale. The uncorrected 16mm view from Minolta give a new perspective on this figure that I have been sharing for many years and also in several, maybe too many pictures recently.

 

The Pentland Hills are magnificent and here is a share of their beauty.

 

I have been mentioning the weather lore of, “Red sky at night, shepherd’s delight,” and now the mention is still reaching into the links below.

 

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Pentland Hills Regional Park

www.pentlandhills.org/

 

Red sky at night and other weather lore

www.metoffice.gov.uk/weather/learn-about/weather/how-weat...

 

Matthew 16:2-3, King James Version

2 He answered and said unto them, When it is evening, ye say, It will be fair weather: for the sky is red.

3 And in the morning, It will be foul weather to day: for the sky is red and lowering. O ye hypocrites, ye can discern the face of the sky; but can ye not discern the signs of the times?

Gospel of Matthew 16:2-3, King James Version.

www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+16%3A2-3&...

 

Date: August 29, 2021

Homily22OT082921

Gospel: Mark 7:1-8, 14-15, 21-23

 

Anthony de Mello tells of a Sufi Bayazid who said this about himself:

 

“When I was young I was a revolutionary. My prayer to God was: ‘Lord, give me the energy to change the world.’ As I approached middle-age and realized that my life was half-gone without my changing a single soul, I changed my prayer to: ‘Lord, give me the grace to change all those who come into contact with me. Just my family and friends and I shall be satisfied.’ Now that I am old and my days are numbered, I have begun to see how foolish I have been. My one prayer now is: ‘Lord, give me the grace to change myself.’ If I had prayed for this from the start, I would not have wasted my life.”

 

Our Gospel reading, gives us an example of how a community of Pharisees are collectively watching Jesus and his followers very carefully. Why are they paying so much attention to what the disciples are doing? Because they are anxiously waiting for them to a break a law or commandment. Of courses the Pharisees are not disappointed. They observe some of the disciples not washing their hands before they eat, and so find them guilty of not practicing the traditions and customs of the community. The Pharisees are now ready to confront Jesus with their bold observations.

 

Jesus’ delivers a shocking answer to their petty attempts to trick him:

“This people honors me with their lips,

but their hearts are far from me;

in vain do they worship me,

teaching as doctrines human precepts.”

 

He summoned the crowd again and said to them:

“Hear me, all of you, and understand.

Nothing that enters one from outside can defile that person;

but the things that come out from within are what defile.

 

“From within people, from their hearts,

come evil thoughts, unchastity, theft, murder,

adultery, greed, malice, deceit,

licentiousness, envy, blasphemy, arrogance, folly.

All these evils come from within and they defile.”

 

We may smile at Jesus’ response-his words should cause us to PAUSE! Jesus is telling us that “sin” actually begins within our own hearts. I suspect it is in our nature, and because it is much easier, to focus on someone else’s outward actions, then the source of our own. In my own life, I have tried to compare myself to only one person and that person is Jesus. May I be so bold as to claim that no one measures up to this ideal. We all know this! When we act contrary to our conscience, we can be certain that sin is birthed and that consequences will follow. But, this awareness of where sin begins in our individual lives does not stop here. Knowing that the source of our potential sin resides in our hearts, our personal relationship with Jesus is the fountain of grace that gives us strength and courage to move past these negative thoughts and inclinations.

 

The Church is our school master, where we as a community are formed into the body of Christ. It should also be a reflection of the Kingdom of God on the earth. Others are watching us very closely and we hear quite often how well we are failing.

 

Let us not be distracted, by those who so easily point fingers and call us hypocrites. Let us not do what they are doing by judging their actions. We know what sin looks like and so do they. Our main concern, should be “how is my relationship with Jesus?” When we answer that question honestly, we then can compare our answer to the greatest of commandments; which is to love God with all our heart, might, mind and strength.

 

This is the toughest commandment, and one that is most often overlooked. However, it is my belief, that it is one we should reflect on continuously. When we strive to keep this beautiful commandment, we take notice, that the heart is not only the source of our temptation, but more importantly the wondrous source of flowing grace that swallows up these pesky thoughts. Yes, when we experience this kind of grace-we understand that the Holy Spirit constantly abides with us and our relationship with Jesus becomes the most important reality. Our prayer then becomes “Lord give me the grace to change” to become more like you.

 

Now, let us proceed to the place, where we are visibly fed. Christ awaits for us in the Eucharist.

 

May our hearts be ready to receive HIM.

 

I would say that anyone who’s bashing social media is a hypocrite... If used wisely & not abuse it the amount of information and how much it can make our daily life easier is just astounding ♥️ I find out about so many interesting things & places on Instagram, Flickr and etc. and this bookstore is not an exception ♥️♥️