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Another museum shot......Take note how the wild 14 year old poses politely for his father and pretends to be interested in the exhibit!!!
Lock&tuft - Knowledge hair @ ｅｑｕａｌ１０
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▸ Mesh hair
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▸ BOM Hairbase for Lelutka
▸ BOM Hairbase for Genus
▸ BOM Hairbase for Catwa
▸ BOM compatible hairbases for each color
▸ HUD with colors
▸ Bandana accessory
▸ Color HUD for the bandana.
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Those cubicle-shaped rooms in those buildings look like books and the whole building looks like a bookshelf. Those rooms representing knowledge. Wings are the focal point in this picture because that is the end result, which is freedom. And with that freedom that person holds endless opportunities (sky is the limit).
And I hate to tell you... but I think that once you have a fair idea where you want to go, your first move will be to apply yourself in a school. You'll have to. You're a student—whether the idea appeals to you or not. You're in love with knowledge. And I think you'll find, once...
If you refuse to drink from the fountain of knowledge, you'll die of thirst in the desert of ignorance!
Inner Knowledge - Art By China Alicia Rivera
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Dodd Hall is a historic structure on the campus of The Florida State University in Tallahassee, in the U.S. state of Florida. The building currently houses the Department of Religion offices for Florida State University. The building is also home to the Heritage Museum and an ornate exemplification of Collegiate Gothic architecture.
This building was constructed in the Collegiate Gothic style of architecture and was built in 1923 to serve as the library for the Florida State College for Women. A smaller west wing was constructed in 1925, while larger south and east wings were built between 1928 and 1929.
Above the main entrance is the phrase, “The half of knowledge is to know where to find knowledge.” inside the lobby is a painted ceiling and a large mural donated by the Class of 1949, “The University, Sunrise to Sunset” by Artemis Housewright, an FSU alumna. The artwork depicts school history as well as local fauna and flora.
It was FSU's main library until the Strozier Library was constructed in 1956. After the library moved to Strozier, the building was home to the College of Arts and Sciences, the Department of Philosophy and WFSU-TV, which housed its studio there from 1960 until 1982. The building was named in 1961 for William George Dodd, an English professor who accepted a position with the FSCW in 1910 and became Dean of the College of Arts and Sciences until 1944.
The Claude and Mildred Pepper Library opened in 1985 at Dodd Hall. It remained there until the new Pepper Center was dedicated in 1998.
Dodd Hall received a complete renovation in 1991 but retained both exterior and interior architectural integrity as did its' Auditorium, completed in 1993.
The Werkmeister Humanities Reading Room opened in 1991 as a quiet place for student study in Dodd Hall's west wing. It was named for Professor William H. Werkmeister and his wife, Dr. Lucyle T. Werkmeister in the Department of Philosophy. The professor was one of the nation’s foremost authorities in the field of philosophy and authored the book, "History of Philosophical Ideas in America", printed in 1949. Department lectures and symposia were often held in Werkmeister. On October 31, 1997, the Werkmeister Window was unveiled and dedicated. Design was by Professor Emeritus Ivan Johnson, crafted by Bob and JoAnn Bischoff and depicts four well-known FSU buildings. The window took a decade to build and is composed of over 10,000 glass pieces. It stands 22 feet tall, ten feet wide and completed the first phase of renovation.
For the eleventh annual Heritage Day, sixteen stained glass windows were unveiled and dedicated on April 8, 2011, in the Werkmeister. The windows were created by students enrolled in the Master Craftsman Program at FSU over a dozen years with money from private gifts and donations of individuals, classes and other groups. Six different groups of students worked on the windows, guided by Bob and JoAnn Bischoff.
In the years since, the Master Craftsman Studio continues their work creating and installing leaded-glass Commemorative Windows in the Heritage Museum of Dodd Hall.
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classics.fsu.edu/about/our-home-dodd-hall/history-dodd-hall
openingnights.fsu.edu/venues/heritage-museum-at-dodd-hall/
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The pinnacle of knowledge, this Tardis stores within it ever book ever written, and every book ever to be written. Spanning three levels, the shelves are chock-a-block with knowledge, with every subject from bakery to advanced sciences at the pilots finger tips. Dotted across the three levels are small step ladders and chairs, each with a different coloured cushion. Does the pilot make these themselves? Who knows.
This Tardis was a bit of a project, unsurprising really when you forget to colour the book's, and have to go around and colour all the bloody things, all while making sure the colours don't appear too often, or not often enough. I'd say this is definitely one of my favourites. Though, I'm not a fan of the top bit, should have made it a bit taller, and more elegant. Only downside of this Tardis is that the walkways going to the central core, with the the console and that on, plunge everything below them into complete darkness, which is a shame, 'cos some of the furniture on the bottom level is a bit hard to see. Might have to revisit it, maybe remove some stuff to let a bit more light in. This is the fourth render I did of the build, and this one had the best lighting.
So, that's another Tardis uploaded. Still got loads more, so keep 'em peeled for them. As always, lemme know what you think, and if you have any suggestions for any future Tardis themes :D
Everyone deserves that power.
Our world doesn't seem to learn.
That war is not the answer.
That history repeats itself.
That the same problems we said we'd aim to fix ten years ago.. still persist today.
And the only way to change, advance, and revolutionize
Is to enlighten the world.
~Michelle Kiss
Strictly speaking doctrinal knowledge is independent of the individual. But its actualization is not independent of the human capacity to act as a vehicle for it. He who possesses truth must none the less merit it although it is a free gift. Truth is immutable in itself, but in us it lives, because we live.
If we want truth to live in us we must live in it.
Knowledge only saves us on condition that it enlists all that we are, only when it is a way and when it works and transforms and wounds our nature even as the plough wounds the soil.
To say this is to say that intelligence and metaphysical certainty alone do not save; of themselves they do not prevent titans from falling. This is what explains the psychological and other precautions with which every tradition surrounds the gift of the doctrine.
When metaphysical knowledge is effective it produces love and destroys presumption. It produces love, that is to say the spontaneous directing of the will towards God and the perception of "myself" - and of God - in one's neighbour. It destroys presumption, for knowledge does not allow a man to overestimate himself or to underestimate others. By reducing to ashes all that is not God it orders all things.
All St. Paul says of charity concerns effective knowledge, for the latter is love, and he opposes it to theory inasmuch as theory is human concept. The Apostle desires that truth should be contemplated with our whole being and he calls this totality of contemplation "love".
Metaphysical knowledge is sacred. It is the right of sacred things to require of man all that he is.
Intelligence, since it distinguishes, perceives, as one might put
it, proportions. The spiritual man integrates these proportions into his will, into his soul and into his life.
All defects are defects of proportion; they are errors that are lived. To be spiritual means not denying at any point with one's "being" what one affirms with one's knowledge, that is, what one accepts with the intelligence.
Truth lived: incorruptibility and generosity. Since ignorance is all that we are and not merely our thinking, knowledge will also be all that we are to the extent to which our existential modalities are by their nature able to participate in truth.
Human nature contains dark elements which no intellectual
certainty could, ipso facto, eliminate...
Pure intellectuality is as serene as a summer sky - serene with a serenity that is at once infinitely incorruptible and infinitely generous.
Intellectualism which "dries up the heart" has no connection
with intellectuality.
The incorruptibility - or inviolability - of truth is bound up neither with contempt nor with avarice.
What is man's certainty? On the level of ideas it may be perfect, but on the level of life it but rarely pierces through illusion.
Everything is ephemeral and every man must die. No man is
ignorant of this and no one knows it.
Man does not always accept truth because he understands it; often he believes he understands it because he is anxious to accept it.
People often discuss truths whereas they should limit themselves to discussing tastes and tendencies ...
Acuteness of intelligence is only a blessing when it is compensated by greatness and sweetness of the soul. It should not appear as a rupture of the equilibrium or as an excess which splits man in two. A gift of nature requires complementary qualities which allow of its harmonious manifestation; otherwise there is a risk of the lights becoming mingled with darkness.
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Frithjof Schuon: Spiritual Perspectives and Human Facts
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Quoted in: The Essential Frithjof Schuon (edited by Seyyed Hossein Nasr)
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Image: The Parable of the Wise and Foolish Virgins - William Blake
Week 7, Saturday
While Aura grows it's interesting to follow how elements of imagination and magic to come into her play. Especially one particular episode has stayed in my mind. We were at the kitchen and she kept on asking food from the fridge to give her sleeping cat. Of course she cannot feed her cat real food, so I opened the fridge took some 'imaginary food' and put it into her hand (in other words I put nothing into her hand). This was the first time when she was introduced to 'imaginary things' and didn't have any idea how she would react. Aura looked her hand and stopped for good ten seconds to wonder what was going on. Then, and very much to my surprise, she accepted it without any questions and went to feed this 'imaginary food' to her sleeping cat, which was of course very satisfied by it.
If you've grown close to natural sciences it's tempting to see magical thinking, which lives somewhere between religion and art, as flawed attempt to understand world, and based on false logic, associative thinking or other irrational elements of thought – something which kids (and adults) grow out by learning logic and science. And while I can't totally deny this stance, I still find Claude Lévi-Strauss's thought of 'untamed thinking' to be more interesting way to describe this mode of thinking. As such it breaks up, or least decreases, the distinction between science and magic, by saying that untamed mind is perhaps an universally constitutive form of thought and distinct from mind cultivated or domesticated for the purpose of yielding a return (as it is with an engineer, for example, but in practice all educated people). Untamed mind continually gathers and applies structures wherever they can be used. As such it also describes how magical thinking is used when Aura learns her way into our culture. To her, it is a way to manipulate symbols, words and images to achieve new meanings which she will then put to use in her play. This way untamed thinking enables her to explore and learn her cultural and mental surroundings. Later on when she grows older, with help of education, she will of course learn to think like rest of us. By then her train of thought is domesticated to live within preexisting set of theoretical and practical knowledge. But today it's different and her mind is still free to go wherever she wants. It makes me happy, because I'm perhaps tired of my own thoughts.
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“Jungle stories by Jim Corbett merit as much popularity and as wide a circulation as Rudyard Kipling’s Jungle Books. Kipling’s Jungle Books were fiction, based on great knowledge of jungle life; Corbett’s stories are fact, and fact is often stranger than fiction.”
~M.G. Hallett (Introduction; Man-Eaters of Kumaon)
To the world, Jim Corbett is a little-known naturalist who rose to some fame in early 1900s hunting several maneaters in India’s Kumaon region. To Kumaonis, people from the densely forested Himalayan foothills of Kumaon, Jim Corbett was a savior. He was called upon on numerous occasions to alleviate terrors of man-eating tigers and leopards that roamed large regions and killed tens to hundreds of hapless men, women, and children who needed to venture into the jungle for their livelihood. To locals, Jim Corbett was not a hunter or a killer, he was their protector. Born in India of European ancestry, Jim Corbett loved the country and her people (“In my India, the India I know, there are four hundred million people, ninety percent of whom are simple, honest, brave, loyal, hard-working souls whose daily prayer to God…, is to give them security of life and of property...”; My India). Returning the love and doffing her hat to his status and posthumous influence in the region, India named her first national park after him (The Jim Corbett National Park).
Jim Corbett was also a writer extraordinaire, a fact often ignored in favor of his fame as the celebrated hunter. He hunted alone (“I have made it a hard and fast rule to go alone when hunting man-eaters, for if one’s companion is unarmed it is difficult to protect him, and if he is armed, it is even more difficult to protect oneself”), and he wrote alone producing prose that effortlessly took readers on nerve wrecking expeditions of hunting man-eaters. He shot with a long rifle and wrote in long sentences. Both his rifle and his sentences often met their targets. Take the following as an example:
"Dansay was an Irishman steeped to the crown of his head in every form of superstition, in which he had utter and complete belief, and it was therefore natural for him to tell his ghost stories in a very convincing manner. According to Dansay, a banshee was an evil female spirit that resided in dense forests and was so malignant that the mere hearing of it brought calamity to the hearer and his family, and the seeing of it death to the unfortunate beholder. Dansay described the call of a banshee as a long drawn-out scream, which was heard most frequently on dark and stormy nights. These banshee stories had a fearful fascination for me, for they had their setting in the jungles in which I loved to roam..." (Jungle Lore)
If you are not already spooked, you’re by now, at least, very curious about Dansay’s Banshee. I will let Jim tell you all about it:
"As on the evening of the storm a wind was blowing, and after I had been standing with my back to a tree for some minutes, I again heard the scream. Restraining with difficulty my impulse to run away, I stood trembling behind the tree and after the scream had been repeated a few times, I decided to creep up and have a look at the banshee. … —with my heart beating in my throat— I crept forward as slowly and as noiselessly as a Shadow, until I saw Dansay’s banshee.
In some violent storm of long ago a giant of the forest had been partly uprooted and had been prevented from crashing to the ground by falling across another and slightly smaller giant. The weight of the bigger tree had given the smaller tree a permanent bend, and when a gust of wind lifted the bigger one and then released it, it swayed back on to the supporting tree. At the point of impact the wood of both trees had died and worn as smooth as glass, and it was the friction between these two smooth surfaces that was emitting the terrifying scream. Not until I had laid the gun on the ground and climbed the leaning tree and sat on it while the scream was being repeated below me, was I satisfied that I had found the terror that was always at the back of my mind when I was alone in the jungles. From that day I date the desire I acquired of following up and getting to the bottom of every unusual thing I saw or heard in the jungles and for this I am grateful to Dansay for, by frightening me with his banshee, he started me on the compiling of many exciting and interesting jungle detective stories.” (Jungle Lore)
Locating and ‘getting to the bottom of the unusual sight’ above during our recent trip to the verdant national park, Rishabh said, ‘it looks like a scene from a videogame’. It was indeed a scene. It was Jim Corbett’s scene, which reminded me all about his Banshee and how not to be afraid of the unknown but be eagerly curious about it.
A Hindu temple at Lake Parashar, Himachal Pradesh, India. The lake is coveted to have Sage Parashar from Hindu mythology meditated and acquire knowledge in its surroundings.
An alternative (and final!) take on Salisbury Cathedral's new font.
If it served no other purpose, the cathedral would stand as a superb testament to the skills of thousands of craftsmen and artisans down the ages - including this recent piece.
While scouring this years pics to put together a calendar for my dad I ran across this fellow. I can't imagine anyone who's ever been to the Western Washington University campus missing this beauty. I was going to the top of the hill to look out at the city and it drew me like a magnet. No evil here, just good. :-)
the map marker is approximate but close, I've only been there once.
"Knowledge is power" ~ Sir Frances Bacon ... but
“A little knowledge is a dangerous thing. So is a lot.” ~Albert Einstein
At least, that is the motto seen here over a side entrance to the old main building of Hamburg University. It is not that old, only dating from 1911. And it did not start as a university (that happened in 1919, in the Weimar Republic) but a "Kolonialinstitut". Germany before 1918 did have colonies. Knowledge as an instrument of power gets a totally new meaning then. But even later, when being a university, this academic institution was rather particular where its knowledge ought to be invested. For the Jews they did not cry when thousands were assembled next door virtually, at the Moorweide, and deported to their death. Knowledge? Yes. But whose knowledge, whose power? Fuji X-Pro1.