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Geujd, the Lawspeaker.
#ittakesavillagecollab
A collab with friends!
The goal of making a matoran villager Moc with not more than 100 pieces.
Total piece count: 100
Story: Geujd is the Lawspeaker of the village. When it comes to knowing the rules or be there when problems occur within the village-community, this wise old matoran will guide the village to work together and be a peaceful community.
As a former guard in his younger age, he knows how to protect the village and keep it sustainable for everyone. With him he carries the book of rules, which includes every law that the village has to follow.
He is strict and respects everyone the same. People around him also respects him, hence why he is chosen to be the Lawspeaker of this village.
He studies a lot, to get knowledge when needed, but at the end of the day he also enjoys to drink a couple with his loyal people.
Or "used" knowledge, since this is a used bookstore in Seaside Oregon. How do they sell books if the store is in this state? Well, I'm not sure, but it has looked like this for the five years I have driven by it.
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The Vimy Memorial Sculptures
Canadian Walter Allward created these plaster sculptures as part of his design for the Vimy Memorial in France. There are twenty figures altogether, seventeen of which are in the collection of the Canadian War Museum. The statues symbolize the values defended and the sacrifices made by Canadian soldiers in the First World War.
“Each material has its specific characteristics in which we must understand it if we want to use it. In other words, no design id possible until the materials with which you design are completely understood.”
Mies van der Rohe
CANNON SHELLS OR PROJECTILES THAT MAKE A BIG BANG THAT ARE POINTED AT ONE END AND FLAT AT THE OTHER END AND HURT IF DROPPED ON FOOT. ENOUGH OM ME SHOWING MY VAST KNOWLEDGE. AT COALHOUSE FORT VICTORIAN MILITARY DEFENCE STRUCTURE ON THE EAST COAST NEAR RIVER THAMES AND LONDON ENGLAND DSC00857
World War I-era poster shows a solider putting down his gear and preparing to cross a bridge of books towards a city. Published by the American Library Association; artist: Dan Smith, ca. 1918.
Accession Number: P.2284.116
For “Knowledge is Golden” the inspiration was specific to the area which the mural was done. San Francisco is seeing its second gold rush with information and knowledge being the currency of today. SOMA, being slated to be developed as the new downtown of San Francisco with technology leading the transformation, is why we chose this location for our message.
Gold miners have been replaced by tech innovators. Pickaxes and shovels have been replaced with laptops and desktops. Though the times have changed, the human thirst for chasing opportunity remains prevalent in these times. And with this influx of new people, San Francisco culture as we know it will never be the same.
The concept of innate knowledge is not novel to the Nene. It seems to be much more common amongst avian species but it isn't simply something associated with our feathered friends. At Slimbridge, some nene goslings are incubated, hatched, brooded and reared by their parent geese. Like the one in this photo, is spends its waking hours scouring the surroundings, grazing and browsing on local flora. It seems to know exactly which plants to choose and which to avoid. The obvious thought would be that mom and dad have taught it just what to pick and what to leave behind.
On the other hand Slimbrige staff also incubate, hatch, brood and raise a number of nene goslings separately. It's necessary in order to maintain populations on the refuge, as many naturally reared goslings are lost to local predators. Aside from the daily practice of yoga, which this gosling seems to be engaged in, these goslings demonstrate the same selectivity when grazing and browsing as their naturally reared brothers and sisters. This would suggest some form of innate knowledge since these goslings have no contact with parent geese, until they have paired up and are released back into the wild. The opportunity for further research boggles my mind. There is just so much that we don't understand. #NeneGoslings #Slimbridge
July 7, 2014 - Kearney Nebraska US
*** Personal Note ***
This is the original set back in 2014. If there was any type of editing done, I used the free Avery photo editor here Flickr. My Opinion... it wasn't the best but I had no prior knowledge of editing them back then. Plus I only shot in .jpg format not in .raw and I didn't do the best by over coloring and over saturation. There are some in this set this way. I was very under experienced in photo editing back then.
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Always good storm chasing stories to tell about my weather adventures in 2014.
Days right after my knee replacement... Home from the hospital & I definitely wasn't supposed to be out and about. Knee was almost in a cast and I wasn't supposed to be doing anything to aggravate the situation. Though my quest for severe weather never ends and I wasn't going to miss another possible chase especially when its in my backyard. This storm was going to be a photogenic monster... Decision was made & off I went.
Stepped out to the front of the house and directly due southeast of Kearney was this incredible thunderhead display on the back side of this storm. The sun had finally peaked out from the western cloud cover and was really illuminating the back side of this storm.
Another epic set of thunderstorm captures from South Central Nebraska. Though I paid for it with my knee just being replaced. I was super sore and the swelling was unreal a few days after this event. All worth it when it comes to what epic views I caught storm chasing on that particular day!
#ForeverChasing
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He who does not doubt, does not learn.
by Dutch poet Coornhert.
And learning gives knowledge.
Good evening everyone!
Check out me sucking on a ………….
……….no no wait.
Actually – I will mail a t-shirt to the person who can correctly ascertain what the fuck is in my mouth. Do not doubt me – a t-shirt is yours if you can figure it out.
First correct comment wins. Do not doubt me people.
I mean – it’s hard to see. I dodged and burned the fuck out of unnamed object for it to be more received as a cigarette or some other cool object.
Not a cigarette.
And no cock jokes you assholes. Fuck you all! Ha-ha.
Has anyone noticed my new section on my signature in which I am beginning to proclaim an album of the day? No one cares? Fuck you all – again. (giggle)
I’m decent at photography. I’m pretty good at writing. But my music tastes probably surpass both of these formally mentioned hobbies.
I remember when I was in my 20’s. I would meet a girl by whatever means and eventually bring her by my “pad”. I’d always try to woo her with my music knowledge and kickass CD collection.
I swear to god I have the “mix tape” (when I was a teenager) and the “mix cd” (until present day) to thank for me scoring at least a couple of chicks. I’d bust out this badass mix and personalize it for them and they’d swoon for more.
Works every time!!
The key guys (and I mean my fellow males) is to change it up. The songs on the mix I mean. Decades, genre’s, slow, fast, etc. Change it up, like sex sort of?
Me so slick.
The shot at hand? Pimp running out of time for a shot of the day. I was tired as shit and didn’t feel like going outside to lay down on the fucking ground yet again. So I went into my bathroom and sucked on unseen object for all of you.
Yummy.
Location: in my bathroom; Alameda, California
Taken: August 17th, 2009
Posted: August 23rd, 2009
Album of the Day: Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix by Phoenix
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" "What would Buddha do to search for perfect knowledge ?"
"Your mind becomes Buddha.
Your mind is Buddha.
All the Buddhas' ocean of perfect knowledge begins in your very mind and thought."
(Amitayur Dhyana Sutra 17)
Buddha doesn't have to do anything to gain perfect knowledge.
He knows he has it already.
He knows we have it already.
But someone we seem to be left out of the loop.
How ironic that we don't know we have perfect knowledge !
What went wrong ?"
(From "What would Buddha do ?" by Franz Metcalf)
Those two Tibetan monks were under the Bodhi Tree which is behind the Mahabodhi Temple, the place of Gautama Buddha's attainment of nirvana (Enlightenment), in Bodh Gaya (बोधगया), in the Indian state of Bihar.
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La Alcazaba is Malaga's most important landmark, and overlooks the city from a hilltop inland.
It is one of two Moorish fortresses in the city, the other being the Castillo de Gibralfaro, situated above.
The Alcazaba is the best-preserved Moorish fortress palace in Spain.
The secret service of the federation is known by people as "Stasi" because of their huge archive on practically all citizens and 53% of the non-citizens according to their own statistics
The real name of the Agency is the federations files of research and knowledge...
... very few have access tho these secret archives, but I happen to have the key to one of their secret vaults, so let us read
Irena Pinkedot´s file like some nasty voyeur peeking through a hole to the souls and unknown...
Name: Irena Pinkeydot (official conscription name)
Birth name: Irena, dot, Pi´shkonin
Given name: Irena, dot (rubber-hole) was suggested by parents but refused by government naming agency)
Surename: Pi´shkonin, probably from Piskun in polish or Belarus
Race/species: Human, according to some DNA-samples collected she has a distant relatives from the Zeltronia species her fenotype is totally human, even her sexual organs...
Gender/genders: always belonged to the human gender/sex of Woman
Age: 124 (this date)
Birthplace: Asteroid-station a-bb-223-wwe-sty-22223-nebulan-xx-sector-b in the outskirts towards the Slime-lord sector
Build: Humanoid, slender,
Natural eye color : Green/hazel with blue dots
Natural hair color: Blond, fair
Skin color: fair light brown
Background: Irena Grew up on the remote asteroid Asteroid-station a-bb-223-wwe-sty-22223-nebulan-xx-sector-b a combine station run by the Federation close to the Empire of the Slime-Lord it worked as a combined customs, gas-station and service station, her parents where Wojciech and Agnieszka, two smugglers sentenced to serve on the asteroid-station as their life-long punishment, at first they didn´t want to have a child, but at three years of age they saw her value as they trained her in Tanking ships, do service jobs and make searches on ships passing the border...
She was often alone on the tiny station, always wearing a pink federation uniform top (a laundry mistake her father did when he mixed a shipment of red and white suit he mixed in the laundry)
as she was mostly alone on the station, which was a crime but government official turned a blind eye to this as long as the stations services worked well...
Her parents often save up to go to the party planet and left Irena alone with a mega-bot she named Uncle which was there as a requirement by law (to defend the valuable goods against raider and pirates)
This Robot called Uncle had a broke battery and almost constantly had to be in the charger, according to some sources it was the parents who sold the original battery provided by the federation...
she was a quick learner and spoke 5 languages at the age of four 22 at six and 120 at 13 years of age... some of them that she mastered are very rare for humans to "speak" since they uses non-vocal communication...
She hit puberty early and developed a sexual relationship with the family droid...
She had a pet cyborg-rabbit, probably a prize her parents won at the party planet...
She was quick in mind and passed all the remote schooling with top characters and grades
She started doing shady business with pilots stoping by and saved up money to get off the rock...
at the age of 21 she married a Local Slime-lord who took her off the asteroid for the first time, despite disapproval of her parents who wanted her to stay...
She was widowed at 22 when her husband drowned in a pond at the party planet, police accused Irena for murder, but no proof was found or she paid of or bribed the officers by some means her whereabouts after this is unknown (a rare thing in these records) but she appeared in the archives agin when she was 87 years of age and enlisted as a pilot, she was then a fully trained pilot, perhaps she has served in some alien army...
Her officers often complained about her lack of federation uniform, she would always die her uniforms with pink dye, she always blamed the laundry-bot, but it denied it, later on when her officers saw that she was one of their best pilots in the fleet they dropped complaints about uniform code breaches...
She has been assigned the diagnosed as a nymphomaniac, with a preference for huge robots (probably colored by her childhood) but is known to have sexual encounters with all sexes, genders, species her only taboo is age...
Her officers soon discovered that she was at best in a dual team position with equally potent pilot Miss Gray, often they do the close-encounter battle while the rest of their team gives support fire...
Additional information will only be open to those with special clearance level 48
to read the rest of her file please insert the right Magna-card and provide a Fresh DNA-sample
America - Science and Knowledge At The Vanguard Of Humanity And For Humanity by Daniel Arrhakis (2024)
Science at the service of Humanity and not only for the profit of the big tycoons ..
A New Series and a reflection about choice, "America - The New Generation", with a positive mood in an America that heads towards the future!!
A ticket for Kay Kyser's Kollege of Musical Knowledge, a musical quiz show featuring bandleader Kay Kyser that ran on radio from 1938 to 1949. Although the ticket displays the correct spelling of "College," the program's name typically appeared as "Kollege" with an initial "K."
Kay Kyser's College of Musical Knowledge
Fox Theatre, San Bernardino.
Hold this ticket! If your number is called—notify a theatre attendant, and he will escort you to the stage.
001015.
Globe Ticket Company, Los Angeles.
Dead Sea scrolls at the Getty Villa
linen used to wrap the body in preparation for the journey to the other side.
Lexicon accessed and activated, huge porn stash found. Oh, and ancient smithing techniques and such, but mostly dwarven pr0n.
The Tree of Knowledge is a ghost gum located in front of the railway station at Barcaldine, under which the workers of the 1891 Shearer's Strike met. An icon of the Labor Party and Trades Unions, it symbolises the foundation of the organised representation of labour in Queensland.
Barcaldine sprang up in 1886 as the terminus of the Central Railway. The area was already settled by pastoralists and had previously been centred on Blackall. Large sheep stations were like small townships with their own working facilities, stores, worker's accommodation and tradesmen such as blacksmiths. The owners and managers of these stations had considerable power to dictate terms to an itinerant workforce recruited for the shearing season. Poor working conditions, low pay and the threat of competition from cheap foreign labour caused discontent within the industry.
Barcaldine was a natural focus for the development of unionism. As the railhead, the town drew many seasonal and casual workers. Besides shearers and hands there were navvies who had worked on the construction of the railway and carriers who had found their work reduced by it. Difficulties in finding work and financial hardship helped to build a sense of mateship and mutual support amongst sections of them. In 1887 the Central Queensland Carriers Union was formed, and discussions leading up to this are said to have been held under the gum tree which provided shade where carriers waited at the front of the railway station. At the same time, the Queensland Shearers' Union was formed at Blackall. Within a year it had 1300 members, indicating a perceived need for collective bargaining to obtain fair pay and working conditions. In 1888 the Central Queensland Labourers' Union was formed at Barcaldine. These three unions were the driving force behind the strike of 1891.
In Brisbane, the Trades and Labour Council was formed in 1885 and in 1889 became the Australian Labour Federation. At Barcaldine in the same year the Pastoral Employers' Association was founded in response and moved to reduce pay rates. Many workers now joined the unions, pushing membership of the Shearers Union over 3000 and the Labourer's Union to 2,250. Only severe wet weather in 1890 delayed a confrontation. By January 1891 union representatives had gathered at Barcaldine for meetings and pastoralists were pressing shearers to sign freedom of contract forms. A strike was called and employers began to import non-union labour from the south. Strikers, some of whom were armed, gathered at Barcaldine and set up a camp at Lagoon Creek and other places around the town.
The government dispatched police and soldiers to the area and the strikers responded by drilling and staging torchlight processions in the town. The tree in front of the station, the Tree of Knowledge, was the location of many meetings and a focus for protest. In March the situation escalated as carriers and railway workers went out in sympathy and military reinforcements arrived. Barcaldine became the focus of the whole country's interest and armed conflict was expected. However, heavy rain which limited movement and the arrest of leaders slowed momentum and strikers began to disperse. On 15 June the strike was officially called off. It had failed, but was to have far reaching effects. The following year, T.J. Ryan became the first representative of labour to be elected to the Queensland Parliament and soon after the Labor Party in Queensland was formed.
Because the area beneath the Tree of Knowledge was the scene of actions and decisions which had a profound effect on the future of labour and politics in Australia, it has become an icon of the Labor Party and Trades Unions. It is also important to the people of Barcaldine as a symbol of the town's identity and historical importance. This is reflected by the name chosen for the commemoration committee formed in 1987, the Tree of Knowledge Development Committee, and by the care given to the tree. In 1990 it was discovered that the tree was infested by termites and other insects and had severe health problems. Treatment by a tree surgeon, pest control and flushing of the root system with thousands of litres of water gave the tree a new lease of life. This treatment was completed in late 1993.
In 1991, there were major celebrations at Barcaldine to mark the centenary of the Shearers' Strike. In preparation for this, the area around the tree was landscaped and a memorial to the strikers erected within the enclosure.
Source: Queensland Heritage Register.
I have no idea when or where this photo was taken
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To the best of my knowledge, most of the photos in this Flickr album were taken by my grandmother, Mabel Yourdon, during the 1920s, 30s, and 40s. Most of them depict scenes of everyday life in mining camps and small towns near the Utah-Colorado border. Some of them show hunting, fishing, and camping trips in unspecified parts of the American west. It appears that a few of them were taken in southern California, when Mabel and her husband Ike traveled out there to visit relatives.
I have no idea what kind of camera Mabel used for these photos, nor what kind of film. There probably wasn’t that much variety available in the 1920s, and she was not a “professional” photographer. So it may have been a Brownie and whatever B/W film Kodak was selling at the time.
My stepfather, Ray Yourdon, was born in 1922; and his older brother, Marvin, was born two years before that. You’ll see photos of Ray and Marvin when they were young boys, when they were in high school, and when they went off to join the Navy and the Marines to fight in World War II.
Somewhere around 2005, I asked Ray if he could tell me the details of some of the photos; where possible, I have included those details in the notes for the photos. Some of the photos obviously evoked pleasant memories, and I heard stories about minor day-to-day events in his life that I had never heard before. But we rarely got through more than a few pictures before he ran out of energy; and so many of the photos have no explanation at all.
At this point, my parents and grandparents are all gone. I have cousins who grew up in the same area where these photos were taken, and one or two of them are still in that area. They may be able to fill in a few of the details; otherwise, you’ll just have to accept these photos as a glimpse of what life was like nearly a hundred years ago ...