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” We are not immune to bullet, fist or blade but any insult raised against us will be met with a blockade. We are stoic, but still smiles, cracking our face open without reserve for a friend, to calm, to a foe, to unnerve. A gentleman dresses his best, whether it Vans and sweater, or tie and vest. No-one is beneath our attention they gifts compliments quite often, but when a man puts a hand on us, that man goes home in a coffin. “
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“There is a great independence, and a confident immunity to risk, in all drinks made out of cactus.”
― Alan LeMay
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Promoters of Echinacea believe it boosts the immune system. Seeing these first thing on a dewy morning certainly boosted my mood even without ingesting any of it.
Even Superman isn’t immune to social media! What was once the 19th century excavation pits for the South River Brick Company is now home to the Constitution Lakes Park that spreads over 125 acres in the industrial zone in Atlanta. The area is also home to an urban conservation effort to restore and repurpose areas within the city’s landscapes. I visited the park while attending a TNC meeting and hiked the interesting doll heads trail that has a number of art instillations made from found rubbish collected within the park during clean ups. I found these the funniest – or creepiest – your call!
For increasing my own immune system, I decided to hike to the Phoenix Mountain last Sunday where is full of
Pythoncide. :-) It happened to be a rainy day.
Xitou Nature Education Area or Xitou Bamboo Forest is a forest park in Lugu Village, Lugu Township, Nantou County, Taiwan. Xitou is derived from a Chinese word with the meaning of the origin of river. During the Japanese rule of Taiwan, the forest was used as an experimental forest for University of Tokyo students. Later after the handover of Taiwan from Japan to the Republic of China in 1945, the forest was declared a nature reserve and named Xitou Nature Education Area in 1970. On 11 September 2016, a 2,800-year old giant tree fell after long heavy rain, injuring three visitors.
You've answered my prayer for a worthless diamond in our carbon lives
You said you'd always be fine
And you said you'd never stop
Coming 'round in the dead of night
You said forever was unkind
*From which stars have we fallen to meet each other here?*
Friedrich Nietzsche
Taken at Natthimmel 💗
Echinacea is not only a graceful, exotic flower; it also plays a role in traditional medicine as a supplement that boosts the immune system. Many feel that it can reduce symptoms of the common cold and other infections. Even if not true, Echinacea, or more commonly known as coneflower, adds an interesting corner to your garden.
January always feels like a good time for a bit of a detox... especially after all the holiday food.
Updated: I posted this over a couple of years ago initially. There are literally no words that fit my devastation of yesterday's Immunity decision that an American president is above the law and can do anything they want. This mainly affects the irresponsible and reckless man who insisted he could murder someone on 5th Avenue and get away with it. Well, his buddies who have in a single week also made it illegal to be homeless and legal for politicians to accept bribes also destroyed Democracy. Let's also not forget their ruling supporting Bump Stock weapons. My country is insane.
What I wrote initially two years ago:
There is just no way a handful of mainly old white men, some of whom should never have been appointed and have harmed women in their own lives. Other judges cared so little about America they were tied to the Capital Hill Insurrection....and they can't handle protestors on their lawns. Meanwhile, Christine Blasey Ford had to move 4 times because of threats to her life with no protections after she testified about what Brett Kavanaugh did to her. The Senate in my country moved quickly to protect his mysteriously paid off house lawn but they have done nothing to protect human rights. What a waste! We Americans who want progress in this world are still being held hostage by our so called elected leaders and it's no mistake that the first thing this bunch of criminals did is gerrymander and take away voting rights.
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Whoa, you like to think that you’re immune to the stuff, oh Yeah
it’s closer to the truth to say you can’t get enough,
you know you’re gonna have to face it, you’re addicted to love
"Was willst du dich denn hier genieren?
Mußt du nicht längst kolonisieren?" (Goethe, Faust II,5). The hesitancy of renaissance man to listen to the devil. Two LED lamps. The quote is taken from a scene where the Devil (successfully) persuades Faust to get rid of some old people who are in the way of his grandiose dreams.
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redhead, midnight, 31st ocotber, scorpion = mother..
The idea behind babies born on Halloween being immune to evil spirits is that Halloween is when the “line” between the living world and deathly world is the thinnest, meaning that those born on that day likely have some sort of special association or connection with spirits.
Scorpio Season and its themes: death and darkness, with the promise of a powerful rebirth.
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Birthday rememberance to my Mother, died Lung Cancer many years since..
AI/MANIPULATED
"So, who is going to suffer most from the economic and social costs of lockdown? The economically productive. And who are those few to die from the virus? Almost exclusively the economically unproductive! So, give them a fine label such as 'our most protected social bubble' and let the virus run free!"
Even in the grounds of the hotel we couldn’t completely escape the sales pitches. Each day as we settled by the pool, the same guys would make their way around the sunbeds, reintroducing themselves to the punters as if they’d never met us before. The young man from the spa was particularly immune to rejection. At least twice a day he’d approach us and ask if we’d changed our mind about being beaten up by one of his team of masseurs. Twice a day we politely rebuffed his overtures, making it clear that the service he offered wasn't in our lexicon of fun things to do. Other suitors came and went throughout the afternoons, trying to sell us all manner of things we’d shown absolutely no interest in. At least they weren’t as persistent as those naughty Bedouin tribesmen in the mountains who refused to take no for an answer. The only way to deal with them was to avoid eye contact and keep moving. Not long after arriving, we booked the desert buggy safari, and some time before leaving home I’d paid for the overnight excursion to Mount Sinai, but apart from that we were very happy right here. I’d been put off the scuba diving experience by a tragic accident in the Red Sea that had been in the news just a few weeks beforehand. I could stick to using my snorkelling gear down on the hotel’s private beach. At the welcome meeting on the first morning, one well heeled young couple from London paid for a number of excursions, including day trips to Cairo and Luxor. The total bill came close to what I paid for the pair of us to spend two weeks here.
So the hotel grounds were our home for most of the two weeks that we spent in Egypt. As long as we stayed down on the beach, or by the unheated infinity pool that overlooked the Red Sea, things were relatively peaceful, with Fahim, our friendly waiter, bringing drinks to us on a tray at regular intervals. Well they were peaceful with the exception of the septuagenarian card school from Preston who couldn’t live without the collection of 1960’s hits that rattled out of a tinny speaker on the first afternoon of our stay. We gave them a wide berth afterwards. Down here, egrets and hoopoes, shy birds in Europe, populated the lawns with the bravado of pigeons, prospecting for invertebrates and whatever else they could find. Most residents spent the daytime at the bunga bunga pool, where loud music blared from huge speakers for several hours at a time as the all inclusive party monsters barely moved from their underwater stools beside the bar. We jumped in that pool just once. It was lovely and warm, but within three minutes of being there I couldn’t take any more from a number of the potty mouthed patrons who were unable to string a sentence together without throwing in an F bomb or seven.
For a couple of hours each afternoon, just around five, the quiet time descended like a soft embrace. By now we’d be on the balcony of our apartment, listening to nature’s music, the evening chorus, overlooking the still glowing bunga bunga pool as the yellow and blue clad animations team switched all the noisy things off and headed for their quarters before supper. And there with reassuring regularity went the hotel grounds team, just like always, walking along the path towards reception. All of them clad from head to foot in green workwear, three of them sporting the trademark white wellies, while the other, presumably the boss, wore plain black shoes.
In one corner of the hotel grounds were a handful of shops selling things we neither needed nor wanted, but one evening Ali couldn’t resist dragging me over in that direction after dinner, just to browse. And there in the window of the first shop was the answer for all of us of a certain age. Sphinx Anti-Wrinkle Oils, an organic moisturiser. On the box, a picture supposedly showed two halves of the same female face. The right side portrayed a sixty-five year old zombie with an ominous looking skin complaint, while on the left sparkled a fresh looking beauty in the first bloom of youth. If the transformation were genuine, demand would be off the scale and the world would run out of Sphinx Anti-Wrinkle Oils overnight. People would be spending weeks at a time lying in bath tubs full of the stuff in California. I couldn’t help thinking it was a mistake for the beauty queen to be on the left, but then again doesn’t the Arab world read from the other side of the page? I knew too that it was a mistake for Ali to take a photo of this dubious looking product with its barely credible claims, but she couldn’t resist. And I also knew the irony would go whooshing over the head of the salesman waiting behind us for his moment to pounce. It’s hard to back out when they sink their teeth into a potential customer.
He asked us where we came from, no doubt a salesman’s trick to put the target at ease, although this always has completely the opposite effect on me. We like to answer with “Cornwall” rather than “Britain” or “England” and watch the confusion spread across peoples’ faces. It’s the only form of counter attack we have. But this one was keeping an unplayable ace up his sleeve. Looking at her, he came back with “Inside I’ve got something. If you give him two drops it will turn him into crazy horse for four or five hours.” What, like the Osmonds? Ali giggled nervously as I quietly died on the inside. It was time to move on, and quickly. We skirted the other shops, looked into the Piri Piri Bar from the outside, decided we preferred the one in the lobby, and snuck off into the shadows to walk around the grounds in peace.
"Sometime the warmest smile comes from the saddest face
Sometimes the brightest light comes from the darkest place..."
Well, finally it was my turn for receiving the Covid-19 vaccine. Behind the mask, I am smiling in this selfie. This is the beginning of the end of this pandemic. I hope that soon all of you will get the vaccine, my dear flickr-friends.
So far, I haven't feel any superpowers, any 5G internet connection, any extra wifi spots, just another happy human being with an additional beskar armor in my left arm and part of the herd immunity!
The Mission: youtu.be/ntMfdlMD6Oo
Isaiah 47:11 “But disaster will happen to you; you will not know how to avert it. And it will fall on you, but you will be unable to ward it off. Devastation will happen to you suddenly and unexpectedly.”
“In the first nine months of this year, 158,000 more Americans died unexpectedly than in all of 2019. That’s more than the casualties in every war since Vietnam. All of them combined.”
“One in four who had Pfizer Covid jabs experienced unintended immune response”
Higher death rates, higher cancer rates, higher heart problems...um...I wonder why?
Proverbs 1:4-5 “From these, an ordinary person can learn to be smart, and young people can gain knowledge and good sense. If you are already wise, you will become even wiser. And if you are smart, you will learn to understand.”
Immune boosting tea in one of my favourite mugs from a range by Royal Doulton called London's Calling. HMM! :-)
Professor Pangloss recommends to let the virus run freely and achieve "herd immunity". "It's natural," he says, "and would correct our demographic and social imbalances."
Shot wide-open.
Vaccine for older adults
Older adults have weaker immune systems, especially those with ongoing conditions, such as heart or lung disease. To help prevent RSV infection, the FDA approved RSV vaccines for adults age 60 and older.
The CDC recommends that adults age 60 and older talk with their healthcare professional about getting an RSV vaccine, especially if they're at higher risk of getting severe RSV. Two vaccines are available for this age group: Abrysvo and Arexvy. The CDC does not recommend one over the other. Each is a single-dose shot.
Talk with your healthcare team about the benefits and risks of RSV vaccines for your situation.
Lifestyle habits
These lifestyle habits can help prevent the spread of this infection:
Wash your hands often. Teach your children the importance of hand-washing.
Avoid exposure. Cover your mouth and nose when you cough or sneeze. Limit your baby's contact with people who have fevers or colds.
Keep things clean. Make sure kitchen and bathroom countertops, doorknobs, and handles are clean. Put used tissues in the trash right away.
Don't share drinking glasses with others. Use your own glass or disposable cups when you or someone else is sick. Label each person's cup.
2nd one from today. I took the opportunity to try and catch a decent sunrise and high tide together on these sea defences. I got half of it right. Beautiful skies left, right and behind, but nothing in front of me. So frustrating. The clouds were drifting in the right direction but just too late. At least I had the high tide. The lack of clouds meant defaulting to a simple composition.
The inspiration for this one comes from a lot of places. The levitation aspect of it from:
And also, the composition and other elements were inspired by *Lani's photo.
This isn't a traditional "levitation" shot, because I rotated it, so the levitation aspect of it isn't as obvious as it would be if I left it oriented the original way, but this is what I had in my head when I shot it.
The original is below, and was combined with a photo of the empty hallway, minus me and the chair. Similar to cloning. I did a lot more post work on this than usual - probably more than any other photo I've ever posted here.. and I don't mean on myself, but primarily on the background - getting rid of the carpet, door frames, baseboards, etc. of the original shot. Add to that temperature, exposure, cropping, and all that crap and off the top of my head I can't think of any photo I've done that has been manipulated more.
And I don't mean that in a negative way. Manipulation is sometimes the only way to achieve the desired result. I ♥ Photoshop.
Bigger on black is here.
Noah was very relaxed today.
Got to spend some quality time with my parents today. When I say "with", I mean 10 feet away from each other and on opposite sides of a sliding screen door.
Nobody is immune to the turbulence that one encounters living life. Remember that surviving the storm means you've lived. Continue the journey down the path of life and know the storm will not last forever.
Photo taken on the nature trail at Mayo Clinic Hospital grounds in Phoenix, AZ.
Memories of my last trip to Dingle in 2011. I got very ill while I was there, and not many of you know that I have become (partly) disabled after I went home. I have Lupus, an auto-immune disease which have now also affected the nerves in my legs.
I will therefor not be able to go again, I will have to do with all my lovely memories of my trips to Dingle. Unfortunetely I didn't have a very good camera then and a lot less experience. My illness have made me more determined than ever. Here in the Netherlands are bicycle roads on which I can drive around in my jalopy (scootmobiel), so I still have plenty lovely places to discover