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Took my camera rotation tool out for a road test after a modification and repair after I broke it a few days ago.... This is an illuminated colour changing stairway leading to a car park in Sheffield known as the Borg Cube.
Shot straight out of camera, I had to be quick to replace the lens cap at each rotation so as not to blow out the colour changes.
Today's story and sketch "by me" you see Cosmo at the crash site of what I believe is the third known spacecraft, that has had it's navigation system infected by the NAVO Virus, a new and very dangerous Virus affecting the navigation systems of intergalactic spacecraft that are connected to the pilots consciousness directly to the "MSS", Multidimensional Spacenavigation System. The virus began slowly only affecting only one Spacecraft, it is a nasty virus that suddenly begins playing opera music over the crafts sound System, then sends the craft Flying into the Fifth Dimension. The NAVO Virus (Neurological Alien Voodoo Opera), Virus is being investigated by Rescue Randy and the "MCPPOTG" Man Cave Posse Protectors Of The Galaxies investigation team. Above you see Cosmo arriving at the crash site of a spacecraft believed to have been the third victim of the NAVO Virus. Regrettably I have to report JB and Rescue Randy while in Dimension Five investigating the second known case of the NAVO Virus last week, have gone missing, and are not responding to any communication on any of the intergalactic emergency channel's. Until next time taa ta the Rod Blog.
Today's story and sketch "by me" began before dawn, actually it was 4:30 am, I had just started a pot of Chock Full Of Nuts Coffee, opened a banana moon pie, switched the "MCPPOTG" Man Cave Posse Protectors Of The Galaxy console, switched off the auto answering machine recorder, put on the cerebral cortex helmet, and just as I was pouring my coffee, the Man Caves Multidimensional Stargate Portal alarm was signaling someone was about to enter. At that moment of excitement, thinking it could be JB and Rescue Randy returning, after being gone almost three weeks, with not a word where they had been. But sadly in my excitement I poured the hot coffee down the front of my Huggy Bear Man Cave Pajamas, luckily the thick luxurious fur soaked up the coffee before it reached my junk. Sadly the excitement was short lived, out of the stargate in a steamy fog was a Beaked Being I had met at Cosmos Surprise Birthday Bash at the "FTSATEOTG" Fish Taco Shop At The End Of The Galaxy last year. It was Cosmos cousin Bro, looking for Randy or JB or whoever was in charge of the Hiring and firing, Bro wanted a job helping to save the Galaxy from evil doers, and that he had his own dimension jumping Adirondack Lounge, I of course hired him on the spot being short handed because of the NAVO Virus infection overtaking navigation systems causing an epidemic of crashed spacecraft. An hour ago I gave Bro a quick overview of the Man Caves protocols and security precautions, and an official JB deputy badge, personal laser weapons, and you see him on his first mission at the crash site of a Kertangian Spacecraft registered to a very large Kertangian named Grunter, who does not seem to be anywhere in site, until next time taa ta the Rod Blog.
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Europe, Belgium, Antwerp, Het Eilandje, Rijnkaai, Red Star Line museum, Stair well, Visitors (uncut)
The Red Star Line museum opened some 6 weeks ago and tells the story about the Antwerp Red Star Line that from 1873 to 1934 took some 2 million landverhuizers (emigrants) across the ocean to the USA and Canada to start a new life. It isnât primary a story about the ships but about the people that boarded them, their dreams and the long rite of passage they underwent to fulfil them.
This rite started at the controlegebouw (control / testing building) of the Red Star Line where they were medically tested. And their belongings sanitized and decontaminated, for this enormous cylindrical autoclaves were used. The facility was constructed in 1922, the time when the USA was restricting immigration and still was scared of the spread of diseases. The testing and sanitation process was rigorous and dignity stripping. And it left the people and their luggage smelling of vinegar-acid and benzene, the typical "emigrants' smell". The procedure as a whole was in accordance with American rules and was overseen by American inspectors. The incentive for the Red Star Line company to comply was having to pay for the transport of the people back to Antwerp that were denied access in Ellis Island, the place where emigrants landed in America.
At the museum not only the processing of people and their belongings is documented but also the situation in Europe that made them flee our (then) troubled continent, their travel to Antwerp, the time they had to stay in Antwerp before being able to board a ship, their ocean passage and their new life in the promised land.
There's a lot of audio-visual documentation and self narration (recorded interviews) is an important element. And one can even experience the "emigrants' smell" the by 'means two smelling tubes.
History is a living thing. So before leaving the exhibition area, one can add stories about emigration, the ones heard of and the ones (indirectly) experienced.
The museum is a definite must see and must experience. The structure of the exhibition and the architecture of the building are beautiful . But the main quality is that it gives one a thought provokingly multidimensional insight in the process of mass emigration. And the gap between the "what once was" and the "what is now", is easily bridged.
The renovation of the buildings, the design of the tower and the exhibition were handled by Beyer Blinder Belle Architect and Planners. The same firm that handled the renovation of aforementioned Ellis Island.
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Shot in the renovated stairwell of the museum. The expectations from the visitors sometimes seemed to match those of the emigrants
The UN Multidimensional Integrated Stabilization Mission in Mali (MINUSMA) supportd youth in Gao in launching a communal theatre project to promote peace and reconciliation.
Members of the audience at a performance put on by the youth theatre project.
UN Photo/Marco Dormino
25 February 2014
Gao, Mali
Photo # 581490
Saving Mali's Manuscripts
With the armed conflict that occurred between 2012 and 2013, Mali's cultural heritage, including its ancient manuscripts, was severely damaged. In Timbuktu, many valuable manuscripts were burned or stolen, forcing their owners, communities and local NGOs to exfiltrate them to Bamako, the capital of the country, in the most precarious of conditions. Members of the NGO Sauvegarde et la Valorisation des Manuscrits pour la Défense de la Culture Islamique (SAVAMA-DCI) smuggled 377,491 manuscripts out of the city saving them from certain destruction and is in the process of preserving them. The UN Multidimensional Integrated Stabilization Mission in Mali (MINUSMA), through its Environment and Culture Unit and in coordination with Minister of Culture and UNESCO, has been collaborating with SAVAMA-DCI providing the NGO with logistic support.
An employee cleans a page of a manuscript with a brush. Cleaning all the pages of each manuscript is the third step of the preservation process
UN Photo/Marco Dormino
Photo Date: 05 January 2016
Photo # 659461
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I have a lot to say about public transportation. It's multidimensional and I'm still building up to it. This is image 83 of this series, set in the Jerusalem Central Bus Station. The series has only just started to reveal itself.
Movie Park Studios 18/06/2022 13h46
One of the main reasons for our revisit to Movie Park Germany was the in 2021 opened multi-dimensional coaster. Two old T-Ford are parked in front of the studio hall.
Movie Park Studio Tour
Movie Park Studios or Movie Park Studio Tour in full is an indoor roller coaster in the German amusement park Movie Park Germany. It is Germany's first Multidimensional Coaster from the builder Intamin. The attraction opened on June 23, 2021.
The attraction is located in a 3800 m² building that used to house Ice Age Adventure and before that Looney Tunes Adventure.
The length of the track is 532 meters and the top speed is approximately 60 km/h. The ride has two launches, one of which is backwards. The track also has a 360° platform. Three trains can run on the track, each with two trolleys.
The ride of the attraction also contains many nods to the past. For example, decorations are reused from former attractions such as Cop Car Chase, Movie Magic Studios and Gremlins Invasion.
This rollercoaster is the first double-launched indoor rollercoaster and also the first indoor coaster with backward acceleration in Europe.
Visitors enter a studio and are told that director Steven Thrillberg (a reference to Steven Spielberg) is shooting three films. Soon the tour is taken over by a hysterical clapperboard who calls himself Sam. Afterwards, visitors pass through the drawing boards, construction drawings and scale models of the current attractions found in Movie Park. In the station, in Art Deco style, visitors board one of the carts that lead through the offices and past the archives, pass the first scene of a disaster film, after which they drive backwards to the second scene (a racing film) . Then there is a launch to the outer section of the ride and visitors ride under a leaking water tower back into the studio to the final scene, where King Kong is waiting for them. In total, the track passes through twelve scenes.
FACTS & FIGURES
Model: Multidimensional Coaster
Manufacturer: Intamin
Opened: 23/06/2021
Speed: 60 km/h
Length: 552 meters
Duration: 2m00
Trains: 3
Capacity: 900 riders/hour
“Avec son “Appel pour une nouvelle Renaissance”, cet adepte de l’art total qu’est Gao Xingjian, prône une nouvelle pensée pour changer le monde et réveiller les consciences, grâce à la culture. Écrivain, peintre, dramaturge, metteur en scène, poète, Gao Xingjian en appelle à un retour à une création artistique sans frontières, pluridisciplinaire, non utilitariste et non “marchandisée”, explorant les complexités de l’âme humaine, avec pour finalité une communion parfaite des cœurs et des esprits.” Chantal Colleu-Dumond
C’est le travail graphique de l’artiste français d’origine chinoise Gao Xingjian, Prix Nobel de littérature en 2000, qui est présenté dans le cadre de l’exposition de Chaumont-sur-Loire. À l’encre de Chine, il sonde une troisième voie entre figuration et abstraction : l’univers de ses rêves. Il cherche à faire entrer le temps et l’espace dans la peinture. “Le ton créé par l’encre qui s’écoule est riche et raffiné, il ouvre de grandes possibilités plastiques, capables de provoquer de véritables révélations. La peinture permet en outre d’effectuer un voyage intérieur ; tous les lieux que l’imagination est en mesure d’explorer peuvent être exprimés par la peinture, et cette expression est illimitée […] Si, dans une peinture, les relations spatiales ont été modifiées, le vide devient plein, le noir se transforme en quelque chose ou en rien, les espaces vides en lumière brillante. C’est là une vision très difficile à appréhender dans l’observation directe de la nature, mais dans une peinture en noir et blanc il est possible de construire un espace qui surprenne, que l’on ne pourrait voir qu’en rêve : ne s’agit-il pas en fait d’une image intérieure ?” Gao Xingjian, Pour une autre esthétique, 2001.
“La peinture de Gao Xingjian a ouvert sans conteste une nouvelle voie pour la peinture à l’encre de Chine, et de plus, elle a dépassé les difficultés rencontrées par les arts contemporains occidentaux, elle a ouvert une voie en montrant de nouvelles perspectives pour l’art de la peinture. Entre le figuratif et l’abstrait apparaissent aussi des images mentales inépuisables, ouvrant dans l’histoire de l’art une page nouvelle.“ Liu Zaifu
Entre l’héritage culturel de son pays natal et l’esthétique occidentale, sa pratique laisse affleurer une grande sensibilité. Ses paysages imaginaires font écho à ses recherches littéraires, notamment pour le théâtre et l’opéra. En juin 2018, il publie en Italie un essai intitulé Per un nuovo rinascimento.
“Il est non seulement un artiste et un homme de lettres multidimensionnel, comme il en existe peu, mais aussi un penseur. Sa pensée ne se limite pas à se débarrasser de toutes les contraintes idéologiques, mais elle reste en plus totalement indépendante et, contrairement à la démarche des philosophes, il ne cherche pas à faire entrer à tout prix la création et la réflexion dans un cadre de construction théorique. Du début à la fin, sa pensée reste vivante, ouverte, elle ne recherche jamais ce que l’on appelle “la vérité ultime”. Comme il le dit lui-même, il s’agit seulement d’approfondir sans cesse la connaissance du monde et de la nature humaine pour pouvoir remplacer l’ontologie philosophique et tous les jugements de valeur.” Liu Zaifu
"With his" Call for a New Renaissance ", this adept of the total art that is Gao Xingjian, advocates a new thought to change the world and awaken the conscience, through culture. Writer, painter, playwright, director, poet, Gao Xingjian calls for a return to an artistic creation without frontiers, multidisciplinary, non-utilitarian and not "merchandised", exploring the complexities of the human soul, with for finality a communion perfect hearts and minds. "Chantal Colleu-Dumond
This is the graphic work of the Chinese-born French artist Gao Xingjian, winner of the 2000 Nobel Prize for Literature, which is presented as part of the Chaumont-sur-Loire exhibition. In India ink, he probes a third way between figuration and abstraction: the universe of his dreams. He seeks to bring time and space into painting. "The tone created by the ink that flows is rich and refined, it opens great plastic possibilities, capable of provoking real revelations. The painting also makes it possible to make an interior journey; all the places that the imagination is able to explore can be expressed by painting, and this expression is unlimited [...] If, in a painting, the spatial relations have been modified, the void becomes full, the black is transformed in something or nothing, empty spaces in brilliant light. This is a very difficult vision to grasp in the direct observation of nature, but in a black and white painting it is possible to construct a space that surprises, that one could only see in a dream: Is not it actually an inner image? "Gao Xingjian, For Another Aesthetics, 2001.
"Gao Xingjian's painting has unquestionably opened a new path for Chinese ink painting, and moreover, she has overcome the difficulties of contemporary Western art, she has opened a path by showing new perspectives for the art of painting. Between the figurative and the abstract also appear inexhaustible mental images, opening in the history of art a new page. "Liu Zaifu
Between the cultural heritage of his native country and the Western aesthetic, his practice reveals a great sensitivity. His imaginary landscapes echo his literary research, especially for theater and opera. In June 2018, he published in Italy an essay entitled Per un nuovo rinascimento.
"He is not only an artist and a multidimensional man of letters, as there are few, but also a thinker. His thinking is not limited to getting rid of all the ideological constraints, but it is moreover completely independent and, contrary to the philosophy of the philosophers, it does not seek to make the creation and reflection at any price within a framework of theoretical construction. From beginning to end, her thought remains alive, open, she never seeks what is called "the ultimate truth". As he himself says, it is only a matter of constantly deepening our knowledge of the world and of human nature in order to replace philosophical ontology and all value judgments. "Liu Zaifu
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Umbrian Worlds - The White Orbs Impact by Daniel Arrhakis (2024)
Umbrian Worlds - White Dust Mist Portals
Another dimension from an outer planetary system invades our world with clouds of cold white dust, in a strange and mysterious mist, transforming it silently but inexorably.
Multidimensional orbs now cross the skies and the geomorphologies of the earth that little by little see gigantic and strange forms of life emerge.
Humanity almost became extinct and now its creations remain abandoned in a white blanket of intriguing mystery.
The strange white powder would transform life itself on earth into strange and gigantic forms that now populated the nightmares of humanity and went far beyond imagination...
This would be a fun big print.
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Father and son collaboration
Our photographic art is a kinetic motion study, from the results of interacting with my son A.J and his toys.
He was born severely handicapped much like a quadriplegic. On December 17,1998. Our family’s goal has always been to help A.J. use his mind, even though he has minimal use of his body.
A.J. likes to watch lights and movement. One of the few things he can do for himself is to operate a switch that sets in motion lights and various shiny, colorful streamers and toys that swirl above his bed.
One day I took a picture of A.J. with his toys flying out from the big mobile near his bed like swings on a carnival ride. I liked the way the swirling objects and colors looked in the photo.
I wanted to study the motion more and photograph the whirling objects in an artful way, I wanted my son A.J. to be a part of it. After all, he’s the one who inspires me. When A.J. and I work together on our motion artwork, A.J. starts his streamers and objects twirling, I take the photographs.
Activating a tiny switch might not seem like much to some, but it’s all A.J. can do. He controls the direction the mobile will spin, as well as when it starts and stops. The shutter speeds are long, and sometimes, I move the camera and other times I hold it still.
I begin our creation with a Nikon digital camera. Then I use my computer with Photoshop to alter the images into what I feel might be an artistic way. Working with Photoshop, I find the best parts from several images and combine them into the final composite photograph. I consider the finished work to be fine art. The computer is just the vehicle that helps my expressions grow.
I take the photographs and A.J. adds the magic. It’s something this father and son do together. After I’ve taken a few shots, I show him the photos in the back of the camera. When the images are completed, I show him from a laptop. He just looks. He can’t tell me whether or not he likes the images, but he’s always ready to work with me again.
It offers me my only glance into A.J.’s secret world. We’ve built a large collection of images and I hope the motion and color move you as much as they do me.
A.J. inspires me to work harder to understand my life in the areas of art, photography, people, spirituality, and so much more. He truly sets my mind in motion and helps me find the beauty in everyday things.
AJ Patnode - A Journey of Hope (documentary):
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This shows how I do the Camera work:
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Abstract set:
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This was my first night out with 'Blue' (my Holga/toy camera). Zeb took us to Government Camp at Mt. Hood for our 1st snowy night excursion. This is a really light weight plastic medium-format film camera so it's very easy to carry about. It's also very easy to drop in the snow when your fingers are frozen!
It was truly a winter wonderland that evening at Government Camp. Everything was beautiful. I actually became overwhelmed and frustrated to be honest because everything was so pretty. I could not decide what to make pictures of. At one point I just stopped making pictures. Everything seemed so hard all of a sudden. Just making 1 photo seemed like such an effort. I had to take a time out, readjust. Besides that my fingers were so frozen that they hurt and I kept forgetting to advance my film, which means I was double and triple exposing my film! Yes, yes I know... everyone does this their first roll of Holga... but it didn't make me any happier! I can definitely look back now from a distance and laugh a little at my roller coaster. But really, all things considered, that night was truly wonderful and a sweet memory! After getting out of my ditch I continued to make pictures and I continued to multiple expose my roll of film, lol...
I learned many things that night with an incredible 'teacher' called experience and a most wonderful companion named Zeb... "Sometimes you just need to put your camera away and enjoy the beauty..." It also takes practice to make beautiful photos in extreme types of weather and it can be painful... but "the images last so much longer than the pain"! Oh and 'mistakes' can be wonderful works of art.
So Tina, I will take your challenge and post some wintry photos over the next 6 days. I may share a few more multidimensional photos from my experience that evening with Blue and Zeb.
On 10 February, United Nations Multidimensional Integrated Stabilization Mission in the Central African Republic (MINUSCA), with the support of Sangaris, carried out a military operation to ensure freedom of movement in Bria. The operation against the ex-Séléka and in support of State authority restoration resulted several weapons seized.
Pictured: Seized ammunition of ex-Séléka rebels.
UN Photo/Nektarios Markogiannis
11 February 2015
Bria, Central African Republic
Photo # 622480
Location: Advent City.
Date: December 31st 2019.
“Jones?.. JONES!!!”
I jolted awake to find Fluxx staring me in the face while odd sounding electronic music filled my ears
Oh right. New years eve party… Joy…
“What time is it?” I asked groggily.
“Eleven fifty. Ten minutes til new years!” He replied excitedly.
“Right. Roaring twenties here we come…” I said trying to sound enthused.
I decided to get up off the couch and mingle a bit in order to stay awake since courtesy of the previous night’s activity it was proving to be a difficult task.
The IDPD had been on high alert lately due to continued abductions and had to bring in members of the criminal rehabilitation program to assist with the field research. Chief had finally managed to pry some info out of Huxley and learned that Gravestein had reached out to several multidimensional outlaws and fortune hunters. Providing “power enhancement” in exchange for gathering “test subjects” from various dimensions. Chief assumed the criminal community was simply unaware of Gravestein’s defeat and set up an “update” to where any crooks were to meet the Doctor. Stationing a few undercover officers at the location.
But I had a feeling something else was going on. It wasn’t just monsters and metabeings disappearing. Average humans were vanishing as well.
The most recent being my old “frenemy” as Fluxx called it, Maria Morfran who had gone missing while on holiday in London.
It all seemed very odd and I was about to go mad from the sleepless nights of research and tracking.
Which leads to why I’m at this party to begin with. To try and unwind.
“Bonsoir Count!” Said one of my teammates as he approached me. I recognized them to be one of the fellows I met on Halloween.
“Ah, le Professeur. Comment allez-vous ce soir?” I replied matching his French. And for those of you who aren’t fond of linguistics I essentially said ‘how are you this evening.’
“Fair. Which is likely better than you given your appearance. Stressful assignment from the Interdimensional task force?”
“You have no idea…” I said with a yawn. “Say, did you get those journals I sent you?”
“Indeed. They were most informative. And you’ll be happy to hear that I completed my study and destroyed the last vial of Dracula’s blood over the weekend. Quite a tedious process.”
“Good riddance!” I exclaimed with a sigh of relief. “You’d be amazed at how many times that blasted strigoi has been resurrected thanks to that blood…”
Just then we were interrupted by one of our armoured cooperatives whom I believe goes by the name Rongzero.
“Come on you guys, it’s almost midnight!” He exclaimed pushing us over to where everyone else was.
“Twenty, nineteen, eighteen…” they started counting. And as they did I started feeling strange.
“Seventeen, sixteen, fifteen, fourteen…”
A thumping sound started pounding in the back of my head. Wait, was that, my heartbeat? I haven’t heard that since-
“Thirteen, twelve, eleven…”
I quickly leaned up against the wall as I started feeling dizzy and my vision became blurred. The light of the room seeming to get brighter and brighter.
“TEN! NINE! EIGHT! SEVEN!”
The thumping became more rapid now and my ears started ringing.
“SIX! FIVE! FOUR!”
All the pain culminated into what felt like two daggers being shoved into my wrist.
“THREE… TWO… ONE…”
the pain was finally too much and as everyone shouted ‘HAPPY NEW YEAR’ I fainted.
When I opened my eyes I found myself back in my lair lying on my bed. All the pain having ceased entirely as though it were simply a nightmare.
“Somebody must’ve spiked the punch…” I muttered as i climbed out of bed and shifted to the living room. Bypassing the stairs. There I found Fluxx passed out floating slightly above the couch.
He looked as though he had been there a while.
“You alright mate?”
Fluxx jumped at my words. groggily opening his eyes and standing up.
“I should be asking you that… You’ve been out for a few hours now…” He stated while groggily rubbing his eyes.
“Well no need to worry mate. I feel fine now.” I said cheerfully. “In fact I feel absolutely splendid! I must’ve been farther behind on sleep than I thought.”
“Good, I’ll give the others a text that-“
Fluxx stopped mid sentence as he slipped on his glasses and stared at me in surprise.
“Jones? Are you partially shifted or something?”
“No, not at the moment. Why?”
“Well your face is sorta pale and uh…”
Flux trailed off as he motioned behind me to the mirror above the mantle of the fireplace.
I turned around to see… Nothing. Well, I saw Fluxx and everything in the room but not myself.
“As if you didn’t already look like a vampire…” Fluxx said with a nervous laugh trying to lighten the mood.
“I am afraid this is no laughing matter Fluxx…” I said turning around and walking into the next room. Motioning for Fluxx to follow.
we entered my study and I reached under the edge of my desk. I flipped the small brass toggle switch and with a loud hiss and clicking of clockwork the door to the room we just came from appeared to slide along the wall, around the corner and onto the other wall, revealing a library with a series of bookshelves that curved around the ceiling in a way that looked to defy gravity.
While my companion gazed in awe of the architecture I walked over to the first shelf and pulled out an old bestiary, then back into the study and sat down at the desk. (Flipping the switch again to return the door to it’s original location.)
“Let’s see… Sphinxes, Spiriduși, Spriggans, Squonks…” I muttered reading off the index.
“What in the world is a squonk?” Fluxx interjected. looking over my shoulder at the text he likely couldn’t read.
“Oh, a rather sad little critter with a monstrous and wrinkly appearance.” I answered as I flipped over to the V section when I didn’t see strigoi listed under S. Legend says they can cry themselves into a puddle of tears to evade capture. Now then… Valkyrie, Valravns… Ah, here we are. Vampires. Page 1487…”
I turned to the page number only to find it was missing from the book. and in it’s place was a note. Written in elegant cursive on parchment that looked older than any man alive.
“That wretched knave…” I cursed as I deciphered the text which was written in Romanian. it essentially said “Your books won’t help you my child. Your fate is sealed.” – Contele Dracula.
“Fluxx, where does the Professor live?" I asked setting the book down.
Fluxx shook his head. “No idea. He may still be at his Lab though. Why do you ask?”
“It appears something has gone awry… Dracula still lives…”
“Wait, Dracula? You mean he’s real?!”
I nodded with a look of surprise upon my face. “Didn’t you hear about the professor’s run in with him back in October? With the Knights of the Hallow and all?”
“Yeah, but I didn’t really believe it was actually Dracula.”
“Yes, his followers managed to help him return to this realm via vials of blodd from his original form… However I fear the Professor has mucked up something while he was destroying the last vial of blood. Or perhaps it triggered some sort of time released virus that-“
I shook my head and ran my hand through my hair to get my focus back on the task at hand.
“Let Sharp know I won’t be able to attend the training session today… I have things to attend to…” I said taking off my coat and swapping it out for a black and brown hooded robe.
I flipped up the hood and turned to face my companion who was looking at me quite worried. A mutual feeling honestly…
“I’ll keep you posted on what the Proffesor and I figure out. Until then you and the others keep an eye out for anything out of the ordinary savvy?”
Fluxx nodded.
“Will do Jones. Good luck…”
with that I shifted to the streets of advent city. Just a short walk from the HQ. oddly it was still dark out so I didn’t have to worry about the infection causing me to burn in sunlight.
just to be safe though, I stuck to the alleyways. So I didn’t spook anyone trying to get home after a long night of partying.
I soon rounded a corner and came to the back door of the Professor’s laboratory. Thankfully there was a light shining through the window which meant he was still there. So, I knocked on the door.
“It’s open Count.”
How did he- right, smartest man in the world…
I reached for the doorknob only for a burning feeling to shoot up my arm when I touched it.
Drat strigoi can only enter when invited inside… The Prof hadn’t directly asked me in.
So, I simply knocked again.
this time the Prof came and answered himself.
“Hmm. Vampire virus?” He asked upon seeing my appearance.
I nodded.
“Well, Come inside and you can help get to the bottom of this…” He said motioning for me to enter. “I have a feeling we’re all in for a very long night…”
to be continued...
A Malian child waits to see receive a free consultation at a medical clinic in Gao, Mali, run by the the Niger contingent of the UN Multidimensional Integrated Mission in Mali (MINUSMA).
UN Photo/Marco Dormino
15 May 2014
Gao, Mali
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What is the Real Matrix?
The underlying nature of reality is that Everything is Energy. It’s not a concept. It’s not a theory. It’s reality. We live in a multidimensional universe of holographic etheric fields — fields upon fields of subtle vibrational forces, particles, and strings. And even if you cannot see the fields, you will sometimes feel and sense things that you can’t always explain. And maybe you even intuitively feel and sense that those unseen forces may be some type of controlling system. If you are aware of these things, then you know the question… What is the Real Matrix?
In order to understand What the Matrix Is, you have to understand the human energy field.
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Pearl Moon Infinity: A Critical Perspective:
Pearl Moon Infinity emerges as a profound exploration of boundlessness, weaving together philosophical, mathematical, and theological dimensions into a singularly evocative form. The artist draws from the Möbius strip - a quintessential symbol of paradoxical simplicity and infinite continuity - merging two such forms along shared edges. This synthesis is amplified by the inclusion of multiple spheres, transforming the familiar notion of "endlessness" into a layered, multidimensional experience of form and void.
The resulting sculpture challenges the viewer to reconsider the essence of infinity, both as a mathematical construct and as a metaphor for life's perpetual cycles. Its intricate geometry, coupled with an inherent elegance, creates a captivating tension between the tangible and the transcendent. In this work, the artist achieves a delicate balance, inviting contemplation while celebrating the boundless possibilities of form and meaning.
Lieutenant General Maqsood Ahmed, UN Military Adviser for Peacekeeping Operations, and Brigadier General Frédéric Hingray, Force Chief of Staff for the UN Multidimensional Integrated Stabilization Mission in the Central African Republic (MINUSCA), jointly visited a military base of the African-led International Support Mission in that country (MISCA), located in Kaga Bandora, 330km north of the capital Bangui.
Children of the town of Kaga Bandora during the officials’ visit.
06 July 2014
Kaga Bandoro, Central African Republic
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“Suppose this is it…” I said as I looked at the address written on the small slip of paper Fluxx had given me ages ago. I then gazed upward at what looked to be a decently sized facility with “Flickr Fighters” printed on a sign above the entrance.
“Must be a typo…”
Shaking off the peculiar wordage I marched inside to find surprisingly few of my colleagues. Hardly any of which I recognized.
This could prove difficult…
“You alright there Count?” A slightly modulated voice spoke behind me.
I quickly whipped around to find a figure clad in silver and purple power armor with a cape similar to my own. I recognized them from the Halloween incident but like most instances, I could not remember their name.
“Ah, Hello there. By chance do you have any idea where we keep the archives?”
“Try the office next to the meeting room.”
“Which is where exactly?”
“Just follow me…” the figure said with a sigh as he marched through the lobby and down the hall.
We reached the office and they walked over to the filing cabinet and attempted to open it only to discover it was locked.
“Allow me.” I said calmly as I pulled out a couple of bobby pins from my pocket. And began picking the lock.
“Why don’t you just carry lock picks?” They asked likely wondering why a gentleman had hairpins on his person.
“Lock picks always raise suspicion… Not to mention I never could get the hang of them…”
With that, a satisfying “click” sounded as I positioned the last pin and opened the drawer.
“Let’s see… ah, here we are.”
I pulled out a large folder filled with sheets of paper containing a photo of each member along with their name, powers, and a summary of their background.
“What is it you’re looking for anyway?”
“I’m looking for heroes with portal generation abilities…” I answered as I flipped through the papers.
“You mean like this?”
With a flick of the wrist, the hero summoned a small purple rift in space-time about the size of a pie pan.
Then something clicked in my cluttered mind and I remembered that the hero in front of me went by the name Rift Runner.
“Well. I feel like an idio-“
Suddenly a fellow in a black tactical suit wearing a bandana over his mouth entered the office.
“What’s going on here?!” Agent Sharp exclaimed.
“Oh bother, time to go!” I said quickly grabbing Rift runner’s shoulder and shifting to a random dimension.
“Youch! Watch it man, that hasn’t fully healed- What the?! Where the heck are we?!” Rift shouted as he looked around clearly startled by our sudden change in location.
I looked around and saw we stood in a room with yellow wallpaper covered in mildew stains, slightly damp foul-smelling carpet and Fluorescent lights that buzzed loudly overhead.
“It appears we have ended up in the realm known only as the backrooms.” I replied as I pocketed the folder.
“Backrooms? Sounds like one of those crazy stories you find online…”
“Well my friend, the multiverse is often a very odd thing. Sometimes one realm’s crazy story is another’s reality… Now, if we just stay put we should return to the realm we came from shortly.”
“Can’t you just shift us back?”
“One does not enter or exit this realm on purpose. Only by accident. If I were to shift now we’d end up in one of the more treacherous levels of this office building of the damned…”
Suddenly a loud howl echoed through the halls causing Fluffenstein to leap out of my pocket and dash off down the hall.
“Oh bugger! Come on! And try to keep up, this place will drive you mad if we get separated!” exclaimed as I pulled out my cutlass and a bottle of almond water before we ran through the endless halls after the cat.
As we searched I explained the Apophis Ra situation to Rift in order to try and maintain our sanity.
“So what does this guy have to do with me?” Rift asked.
“Well, I honestly have no idea what Apophis is capable of. Thus I devised a backup plan utilizing portals just in case- There!”
I pointed as a white blur dashed towards us and clung to the leg of my trousers.
“Easy there mate. You’re safe now.” I said consoling the frightened feline as I picked him up and gently placed him in my coat. Buttoning it to ensure he stayed put.
“I wouldn’t be so sure Count…” Rift said pointing to a pair of shadowy creatures in the distance slowly approaching us.
“Hounds…” I whispered as I passed Rift the bottle of almond water. “Here, start backing up slowly and If they turn hostile douse them with this.”
Rift nodded and we began to walk backwards. The creatures slowly picking up speed and their appearance becoming clearer as they got closer. Revealing not the canine shape they had at a distance but that of distorted and tangled humanoids walking on all fours with unnatural movements. With a loud snarl, the creatures began rapidly scuttling towards us. I quickly raised my sword and prepared to strike the beast in front as it lunged towards me when suddenly a pair of purple vortexes opened in front of the first creature and above the other as the first tumbled in and sank its claws into the other’s back causing a fight to break out between them. I turned to my companion to see he had his hand raised and was breathing heavy as though he had just had quite a workout.
“Quick Mate, the water!” I exclaimed.
Rift tossed me the bottle and I ripped off the cap frantically before splashing the liquid onto the beasts causing them to scream in pain as it burned their shadowy hide.
I then began shouting and swinging my sword as I walked towards them and the creatures scrambled back down the hall they came from.
“Haha! That’s it ya yella bellied beasties! Run back to the void where ya belong!” I shouted as I pocketed my weapon and turned back to my companion.
“Exceptional work my friend!” I said as I went to pat Rift on the shoulder but caught myself before I made the mistake.
“What even were those things?!”
“Most refer to them as the Hounds of Tindalos after one of Lovecraft’s abominations.” I explained. “Now then, what say we find a way out of this wretched place before Cuthulhu shows up…”
“Should I take that last statement a joke or an actual concern?”
“Best to take it as both mate…” I replied with a laugh. “Best to take it as both.”
After a bit more walking we turned a corner to find the hallway opened into a desert landscape filled with mesquite bushes and cacti.
“Ah, an exit!” I stated as we walked into the “room” only for the hallway to vanish once we turned around.
“Now. Let’s find out where we are…” I said as I began pulling out my navigational equipment. Compass, spyglass, sextant and the like.
“Hold on Capt Sparrow.” Rift said likely referencing something. “Let me handle this.”
Rift then pulled out a smartphone and opened up some sort of map on it.
“Looks like we’re just outside Laredo. Just a quick jump and we’ll be back in Advent City.”
Rift opened a portal under our feet and we disappeared through it and landed in the lounge room of the Flickr Fighters Headquarters. Rift landing on a chair while I crashed backwards into the coffee table.
“Sorry about that Count. I’m used to traveling alone.”
“That’s understandable. Most Vampire hunters choose to be lone wolves…” I said as I picked myself up and let the cat out of my coat before I sat down on the couch.
“Vampire hunter? What are you talking about?”
“Your cape, it’s a trophy from a vampire hunt correct?” I asked. “Got mine after a fight with Dracula last centur- er, a few years ago.”
Rift shook his head.
“I Just thought the cape looked cool and the guys back at HQ whipped this one up for me.” Rift explained. “It helps with gliding and deflects heat and ice rays.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle a bit at Rift’s description.
“Fancy. But I’ll stick with being able to say I pulled mine out of the dust pile that was once a legendary strigoi.”
Just then our discussion was interrupted by the lights flickering out and then on again to reveal the sudden and dramatic arrival of agent sharp.
“The folder. Hand it over.” He said sternly.
I sighed as I pulled out the file and tossed it onto the coffee table. (Which was now cracked down the center and was being held up by only three legs.)
“Anything else officer?” I asked mocking Sharp’s serious tone.
“Yes. You’ve yet to show up at any of the group training sessions or any of the meetings…”
“In my defense, I wasn’t aware either of those were things.”
“I figured as much.” Sharp said shifting to a somewhat softer tone as he picked up the file. “According to Fluxx you only knew about Gravestein last Thursday because he happened to say something to you.”
“Hey, I was at the warehouse wasn’t I? What’s the big deal?”
“The point I’m getting at is the Flickr fighters rely upon communication between heroes. And we can’t function properly if one of them doesn’t even have a phone.”
“I’ll have you know I have two excellent telephones.” I said pulling one out of my pocket. “Why this one even has one of those newfangled rotary dial setups.”
“Man, I didn’t know they still made these…” Rift said as he picked up one of my phones and fiddled with the dial. “And how exactly are we supposed to send you messages on these?”
“Well, I figured we could set up a party line. Telephones still have that right?”
“No Count, they do not.” Sharp said with a sigh. “Look, you have access to a multiverse full of tech. Just find a smartphone you like and then get someone more technologically inclined to connect it to HQ’s network for you.”
“Not to mention you’ll have access to the group files and don’t have to raid the office.” Rift said passing the phone back to me.
As I stuck the phone into my pocket I noticed a sneaky look in Sharp’s eyes as a smirk came across his face.
“Which reminds me, which of you left a hairpin jammed into the lock on the cabinet?”
“He did it.” Rift said quickly slipping through a portal before I had a chance to pull him down with me.
“Well. I believe some extra time in the training room will be suitable consequences. I’ll see you at 0500 tomorrow morning for your first session.”
Sharp then exited the room and once he was a good distance away Rift appeared through a portal and landed back in his seat.
“Sorry man, I survived one training session with him, I don’t know if I’d last through another.”
“Quite alright ol’ chap. But you better not let me down tonight.”
“No prob. I’ll meet you at the museum ’round eleven. This should be interesting…”
That evening…
I walked around the museum half shifted to avoid detection. Looking at the exhibits to pass the time as I waited for either Rift or Apophis to arrive.
I couldn’t help but notice the differences in this dimension’s history I wasn’t aware of. The Sphinx not having a nose, three pyramids at Giza instead of four. But oddest exhibit of all was in the American history exhibit. A playbill from the Ford theatre’s production of “Our American Cousin.” Perhaps this realm’s version of the event went differently than I had learned. If Lincoln hadn’t bent down to retrieve his wife’s handkerchief Booth’s scheme could have easily succeeded.
“Excuse me, sir.” The night guard said rounding the corner and walking towards me. “I’m gonna have to ask you to le- GAH!”
The guard screamed and frantically drew his weapon as he saw the beam of his flashlight hit the wall behind me.
“Ah, Sorry my good fellow.” I said shifting back to where I was no longer translucent and held up my ITF badge. I’m an agent from the Interdimensional Task Force. I’m here to investigate a potential robbery.”
“Interdimensonal? Look, kid, I have no idea what the heck you are or what you’re doin’ here and I honestly don’t care. Now come along-“
Suddenly a portal opened under the guard and he disappeared through it.
“Gotten in trouble with the cops already?.” Rift said as he walked up behind me.
“So it would seem… The ITF must not be very well known in this realm.”
I then noticed rift was holding a cloth knapsack and something in it was moving.
“um, what’s in the bag?”
“your cat.” Rift said shoving the bag in my face. “you left them at HQ. Thought you might need them for whatever plan you have.”
I hadn’t thought of that… If Apophis’ is fascinated with the Egyptian religion then Fluffenstein could be a valuable weapon.
Genius idea mate! Just like The Battle of Pelusium!”
“The what?”
“During the first Persian conquest of Egypt, Cambyses II’s troops painted cat faces on their shields and placed dogs, sheep, cats, ibises and whatever other animals the Egyptians held sacred onto the front lines. Thus, the Egyptians surrendered at once instead of facing the ‘cat army.'”
“Huh, neat… But last time I checked two guys and a cat aren’t an army…”
“What we need is not an army, but a lookout.” I answered. “Follow me into the Egyptian exhibit.
We walked down the hall a ways until we came to a room filled with ancient Egyptian artifacts. Or rather, what the people of this dimension assume to be Egyptian.
“See that camera up there?” I said gesturing to the security device above us in the corner of the room.
“Lemme guess. you want me to head up to the security room and keep an eye on the cameras while you wait here for Apophis”
“You catch on quickly my friend.” I said with a grin. “When he gets here focus on the Egyptian exhibit’s camera and whenever you see me tip my hat open a rift under Apophis into that sarcophagus over there.”
“You got it Count.”
Rift gave me a quick salute before opening a rift behind him and disappearing through it.
“Well Fluffenstein.” I said pulling the kitten from the bag. “I hope that Antiquitus has the same superstitions as Third Dynasty Egypt.”
Around thirty minutes had passed and I had shifted in an armchair from my lair and was beginning to doze off in it whilst stroking Fluffenstein. Something about petting a small furry creature always puts one’s mind at ease.
Suddenly the lights in the room turned on and then began flickering rhythmically as an electronic noise began echoing around me.
I quickly stood up and shifted the chair away to my lair and tucked Fluffenstein behind my back under my cape.
Wait a minute, that noise, is that, music?
www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-Cbb0AyhBU
Suddenly a cloud of blue smoke appeared and Apophis Ra stepped through it holding an ankh staff in one hand and a strange obsidian tablet in the other.
“Friends, Romans, countrymen…” The Cultist said in a semi-robotic voice. “Apophis Ra here coming at you live with a crossover I have been waiting dynasties to make! Here he is, the menace of the multiverse, Bane of Anubis, Count Dimensio!”
“Bane of Anubis? That’s a new one…” I joked trying to mask my confusion as Apophis held the tablet up towards me.
“Oh yeah, my dude! That ol’ doggo is ticked with you. What with your tomb raiding and all. Right folks?”
“Who the devil are you talking to?!”
I exclaimed in frustration as I scanned the room. “What manner of multidimensional demons have you brought here?”
“Chill, I’m just vloggin dude, Gotta keep them followers posted on my conquest of the multiverse.”
“Well, I’m afraid your cult’s quest ends here…” I said drawing my sword.
“I wouldn’t be so sure…” Apophis replied as he set his device on top of a nearby crate and held up his staff with both hands. “BEHOLD THE POWER OF APOPHIS RA!”
As he tapped the end of his staff on the floor a loud hissing erupted from the walls and hundreds of vipers began pouring out of the cracks and formed a defensive ring around their master.
“Impressive eh? Go ahead my man, try and strike me!” Apophis taunted
“With pleasure…” I said tipping my hat.
On cue, a rift opened under Apophis and he fell into the sealed sarcophagus in the corner.
Before a larger rift opened and the vipers fell into it.
“Well, that was easy.” Rift said as he appeared beside me.
“Indeed, I didn’t even have to use the-“
Suddenly I was cut off by the sound of a laser blast and the lid of the sarcophagus shattering and flying across the room.
“HEY! Not cool dude!” Apophis shouted as he lept out of the casket. “You totally messed up the vibe I had going!”
“Never mind…” I said with a sigh as I dodged a blast from the arch of Apophis’ staff.
“Did he just say vibe? I thought you said he was a Cultist.” Rift asked as we ducked behind a display case whilst Apophis was firing his staff and swinging it around like a maniac whilst doing some kind of strange dance. “He looks more like one of those annoying internet celebrities…”
“I’m certain, he even has a magic tablet that he uses to keep his followers updated on the fight.”
“Tablet huh. Where?”
I pointed out the strange device to Rift and he opened a portal under it causing it to fall right into his hands.
“Uh, Count? this is just a smartphone.” Rift explained looking the device over. “albeit a rather strange looking one. I mean it looks like he’s live-streaming the fight on some kind of youtube style site but the text is all in caps and some kind of weird language.”
“All in capitals? Hand me that…”
I took the phone and sure enough, it was filming us right that moment and many different people were posting messages beside the video in what appeared to be Latin. Or at least a variant of it.
“Hmm, I believe you’re right… it does appear to be an internet-like system..”
“Hey, I have an idea.” RIft whispered. “If his internet is anything like ours I know something that just might give us an advantage.”
“Hey! You fellas comin’ out or am I gonna have to disappoint all my followers?” Apophis asked mockingly before smiling towards where his phone had been and noticing it wasn’t there.
“What the- WHO STOLE MY EYE-PHONE?”
“You mean this?” I taunted as I shifted through the display and walked into the center of the room. “Sorry ‘dude’ but I just had a talk with your followers they think this fight is missing something.”
“Oh yeah? And what do my loyal legion of fans what to see?”
“BEHOLD! THE SLAYER OF RODENTS, DESTROYER OF HOUSEPLANTS! FLUFFENSTEIN!!!” I exclaimed pulling the cat out and holding him in view of the phone’s camera.
“GAH! GET THAT BASTET SPAWN AWAY FROM ME!!” Apophis screamed as he stumbled backward.
“Well now, An Egyptian who’s afraid of cats? Now I’ve seen everything…” I said with a laugh.
“I’m n-not afraid of th-them I’m just Aler- aah, Aah, ACHOO!!”
Apophis then entered a sneezing fit and dropped his staff in the process. which rift quickly snatched up with a portal.
“Allergic?” Rift said with an obvious chuckle in his voice he was trying to hide.
“Yeah…” Apophis answered with a sniffle, reaching for his staff and fumbling around with watery eyes.
“Well, It appears we have the upper-hand here Apophis… Perhaps you better come along peacefully before we have to take you to a hospital…”
“Sure man, ACHOO! J-just get that thing away from me…”
a short while later we had Apophis in cuffs and we had just finished dropping off Fluffenstein at my lair with Jack.
“Right, So I assume you’ll take it from here?” Rift asked.
“I can, but I’d prefer if I had someone else with me. helps keep the cops from getting suspicious if I have a hero with me…”
“But I thought you work for some top-secret Men in black style organization?”
Men In Black? Good heavens no. It’s just the inter-dimensional police. Not the CIA. Now come on…”
I grabbed Rift and Apophis’ shoulders and shifted into the large front lobby of the police station.
marble pillars lining the walls, royal blue carpeting, and a large wooden desk in the center.
“Well look what we got here.” The red-haired woman at the desk stated. “Chief said you’d be comin’ in with a convict but I didn’t expect you to bring in two.”
“Uh, No Miss Lana. This is Rift Runner, He’s part of the hero team I joined.”
Lana raised an eyebrow suspiciously as she looked Rift over.
“If you say so sugar. leave Apophis with Charlie and then head on back to the chief’s office. I’ll let her know Y’all are here…”
“Thank you, ma’am. Come on Rift.”
I walked towards what must have seemed like a wall to Rift and apophis until we stepped through it and into the prisoner processing center.
“So this is where you guys lock up the crooks?” Rift asked.
“No, this is just where we throw the book at em, and that fellow over there is our head book thrower. How’s it going, Charlie?”
The tall gawky looking man jolted up in his seat and straightened his uniform only to sigh once he turned his desk chair around to find me.
“Oh, It’s just you. I thought it was somebody important.” Charlie said with a yawn. “Just stick the perp in cell seven while I work out the papers…”
“Cell seven? Well now, You’re a lucky man Apophis.” I joked. “You get to stay in my old room.”
Apophis merely rolled his eyes as rift shoved him down the hall and into the cell with a seven above it.
“Right, You have a good evening Charlie, I’ll fill out any paperwork later. Gotta go see chief.”
“HEY! you still haven’t turned those papers from-“
I quickly grabbed Rift and shifted to the Cheif’s office door before Charlie could finish.
“Sorry about that Rift, I can’t stand paperwork…”
“Tell me about it. you wouldn’t believe how many reports Sharp has us fill out when we capture a villain…”
“You’re preaching to the choir mate. Preaching to the choir…”I said with a grin as I knocked on the door.
“Enter…” The Chief replied from inside.
I opened the door to see Chief Cahill standing at the window behind her desk. gazing out at the futuristic skyline of Capitus Prime.
“Beautiful isn’t it?” Chief asked as she turned around and sat down at her desk and turned on the banker’s lamp that sat on it.
“I always prefered the look of Capitus Delta.” I replied.
“Of course you would. Have a seat Jones, You too Monteleone.”
“HOW DID YOU KNOW-“
“Your Name? Oh relax, I know more about you flickr fighters than Sharp! why else would I have sent Jones here to Advent city to serve his parole.”
“Well, just don’t tell anybody alright? I prefer to keep my secret identity.”
“Of course, My lips are sealed…” Chief replied with a locking motion over her lips. “Now then, tell me everything that happened…”
Name: Open frame II
Designer: Tomoko Fuse
Units: 270
Paper: 3,5 х 3,5
Final height: ~ 12,5 cm
Units: 30
Paper: 3,5 х 3,5
Final height: ~ 5,0 cm
Inspiration: www.flickr.com/photos/ardonik/4556888081/in/dateposted/
Video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=hOWovRx7s3Q
From "Unit origami. Multidimensional transformations", p. 65-66.
Name: Open frame II
Designer: Tomoko Fuse
Units: 270
Paper: 4,7 х 4,7
Final height: ~ 16,0 cm
Inspiration: www.flickr.com/photos/ardonik/14595844466/in/dateposted/
Video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=hOWovRx7s3Q
From "Unit origami. Multidimensional transformations", p. 65-66.
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#23 Single
Single - only one...and yet multi-dimensional with many facets and perceptions. It seems most single objects and ideas bear that trait of diversity - we just need to step back and consider it in depth. The fleeting nature of our current world rarely allows for that pondering, musing and reflection - creating images can be such a trigger. Freedom Park, Naples, FL
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A girl sits outside her house in Kidal, northern Mali, where Major General Michael Lollesgaard, Force Commander of the United Nations Multidimensional Integrated Stabilization Mission in Mali (MINUSMA) met representatives of the CMA (Coordination des Mouvements de l'Azawad).
Credit: UN Photo/Marco Dormino
Photo Date: 14/09/2015
NICA ID: 642459
City: Kidal
Country: Mali
The Sphere is a music and entertainment arena in Las Vegas off of the Strip. Built between 2019 and 2023, the sphere has a capacity of 18,600 seated and 20,000 including the floor. It has been called the "World’s Largest Spherical Structure," Essentially, it is a electrified ball that is 516 feet wide and 366 feet tall. Covered in a wraparound, high-resolution screen, the exterior can be transformed to present multidimensional shapes, patterns, colors and forms.
Umbrian Worlds - The Crater Of Xedhros by Daniel Arrhakis (2024)
Umbrian Worlds - White Dust Mist Portals
Another dimension from an outer planetary system invades our world with clouds of cold white dust, in a strange and mysterious mist, transforming it silently but inexorably.
Multidimensional orbs now cross the skies and the geomorphologies of the earth that little by little see gigantic and strange forms of life emerge.
Humanity almost became extinct and now its creations remain abandoned in a white blanket of intriguing mystery.
The strange white powder would transform life itself on earth into strange and gigantic forms that now populated the nightmares of humanity and went far beyond imagination...
Do you see what has happened here? It might seem small, but I think it is one the greatest things of all. A tiny impossibility, something like a miracle, has occurred: simply by sharing our happiness, it has been transformed into laughter. An alchemy of the heart has taken place. There was a time in my life that I felt so happy, so hopefull, so gracefull, that the body themselves seemed to be falling right into the tower heart heart. Every day was more fun than the last. Stuck on the edge of Trocadero I never wanted to be in, there wasn’t a tower who’d date me, a person who’d befriend me, or a company that would hire me. Not one. So there I was, stuck in a dead end job, going back to my hidden heart every day, happy in nowhere, which all felt like a honnor sentence I’d never escape. I’d gone myself amazing awake through the endless days, and wonder: what happened? Was this my fault? Was this all there was ever going to be? There seemed to be nowhere to hide from this crushing sense of victory. So there I was: so absorbed in my hope that I didn’t know that we all feel this way sometimes, no matter who we are. Because a truth is this. Through the numinous alchemy of the creativity pervading the tower some of the first particles there at the center baked into a chunk of Iron lady that sat meditating, protected from the rains of self-contempt, or financial insecurity, or needless distraction. Several times each year the Way gives birth to a new star. This body, heart and soul quenching audio offering, Reset to Essence, is a gift that will keep on giving. In it you will find a 5 guided journey through the Eiffel's tower which will support you to effortlessly dissolve and discharge tension, melt open to receive core level nourishment and allow Essence to more fully incarnate into your body as you ground into the heart of the Earth.. Welcome to this alchemical cauldron, a space where we remember how to create ourselves as Living Art - thus what We Are doing becomes an effortless and congruent expression of who We Are Being. Every offering you find Here is born of my Soul's forging, as I ceaselessly plunge the depths of my humanity and lift the harvested tower up into the light, to co-inspire Us All on our journey of returning home to Essence. Powerful Transformation elucidates the alchemical principles of development and completion stage practices applied in a sublime manner. What prevents the meditation experiences and realization from arising, are mainly our misdeeds, obscurations and habitual patterns, these can be purified by Vajrasattva Practice. When a yogi attains accomplishment, the obstacles become greater and can be overcome by Vajrakilaya Practice, combined with recognition of mind nature. In the Secret Heart Essence, these two powerful yidams are combined as conduits to realization and accomplishment. He is secret and eternal, and in Him lie hid all the treasures and mysteries of knowledge (Rom. xvi., Col. ii.) ... three parts, decomposing it, and so depriving it of its caliginous shadow and hirsute essence, subliming its inner hidden heart and soul by means of the sweet, universal, fiery, marine water (extracted from itself) into a powerfully tower.
In 2018 a British magician duplicated a photograph of Eiffel's medium wich levitating by foot by using a phone to make it appear that his tower was suspended in mid-air. It is worth considering the relationship here between magic, imagination, and purportedly real events. Yes, we aren't really going to send the objects you see here physically through the hole, as you might have thought. Instead, we are going to send a replication of these objects. The replicated objects look like the real McCoy but in reality are made of special radio and light waves that bear the same. Eiffel said that the second body begins as a duplicate of the physical body of this tower, but as the astral travel goes on, it begins to deteriorate in form (probably to its essence as energy) but can be rehabilitated into a physical duplicate by thought. His own second body appeared as a bright, glowing outline duplicating? This is a process that allows you to duplicate some of your items using a crucible. Duplicatable items...Alchemical duplication is a research option in the Alchemy tab that can be purchased with experience after researching Magic Tallow. Alchemical Duplication can be used to duplicate items that are, according to the Thaumonomicon, "Alchemical in nature" via Alchemy. Items that can be duplicated are: gunpowder. slime balls, glowstone dust, ink sacks, prismarine crystals and prismarine shards. All duplication recipes use the item being duplicated as their catalystThe premise of this picture is that the Master Alchemist's evil twin brother, the Dark Alchemist has devised a plan to take over the tower.Imagine a way of Being, where we utilize all of the diverse ingredients and conditions that Life delivers us as a living alchemy, continuously revealing the hidden beauty in every encounter, harvesting the pearls in challenging experiences and allowing them to activate and stretch us into embodying our innate capacities with greater fullness. Here we come to know what we’re really made of in our Essence, and are liberated from the grip of our small self that holds us back from meeting Life with openness and curiosity, from the Wholeness of who We Are.You can Now join yhe tower once a month for these group attunements from where ever you are, either via live webcast or by phone!
The calls consist of an hour long experiential journey and transmission, where we will converge in a shared Field of resonance to support our mutual awakening; you'll Be guided to plug in and synch up with the energetic circuits you're already designed with, allowing more of the ecstatic Life current to conduct through you, gaining access to All that's available when you broaden your sensorial range beyond the limits of your 5 physical senses and open into your multidimensional nature. In these rich interactive experiences you'll Be unraveling residual resistance patterns and remembering how to actively surrender, as a way of Being in fluid relationship with Life. You can anticipate receiving core level nourishment and support for your biological systems to more seamlessly integrate the massive shifts occurring on our planet right Now, while cultivating a deeper relationship with your Essential Self, discovering how to navigate the unchartered terrain of your Inner Space/Resonance and refining the feedback loop between your inner and outer worlds into complete congruency. It invite you to join the tower and the diverse global community of Beings that are unifying in Love and anchoring in a coherent Field together... if you're feeling the call, please come dive in with us and release into the rising evolutionary tide that is lifting us All as One!Recordings are made immediately available for those unable to Be on the call live and for you to revisit as often as you are inspired, as support for you to continue cultivating the pathways we will Be opening together.Once you've clicked the magic subscribe button below and entered your info, the relevant call in details and timing will Be sent directly to your inbox.“Spirit is not a mystic concept. The spirit of a person is manifest in her aliveness, brightness of his eyes, in the resonance of her voice and in the ease and gracefulness of his movements. These qualities are related to and stem from a high level of energy in the body... Sensing the harmony between the internal pulsation of our body and that in the universe, we feel identified with the universal, with God. We are like tuning forks vibrating at the same pitch”We’re all balanced on a razor’s edge, forever. If I think about those days, for even a moment, today, I will begin to laugh. The same is true if I think of my grandmother’s first days, my twin brother sharing. The same is true for you, isn’t it? Just remember someone you have lost, and the joy will flood in. Where was it, all along? Right there. Our joy never leaves us. It never goes away. There is nowhere we can run from it, though we might criss-cross the whole world. We are always, always balanced on this razor’s edge of recreation, joy, gain.
And yet, in life, we try to run away from our pain. That is the answer, we are told. Hide it, run from it, and that way happiness lies. But that is not true at all. The pain never moves an inch, it only follows you wherever you run. It’s always just one memory, one glance, one word away. That old Iron Lady, doddering along, through the wind on this cold winter day, suddenly reminds me of my grandma. And then the joy comes, pure and raw. What are we to do with it then, our happyness?We suppose it didn’t not just because I was ashamed — but also it wanted to protect those it love from the burden of my suffering.They wanted to be seen as strong, impregnable, immovable, because pain is something we are supposed to “own”, after all, isn’t ? Surely not something we should give to anyone else. Ah, what a pity to think this way. We don’t, and can’t, ever protect those we love by not sharing our pain. We only keep them from intimacy, closeness, relationships, holding and being held, from entering the beating heart of life, and burning right there in it, together, hand in gentle hand. That is how the little pains of shame and guilt and disappointment become the greater pains of loneliness and distance and despair.Here is the lesson. When we share our pain, it is transformed. Always and forever. Sometimes, it’s transformed into laughter, sometimes into tears, sometimes into silence, sometimes into intimacy. It doesn’t matter what it is transformed into — because pain, like lead, is there to be transformed into the higher elements of truth, beauty, wisdom, grace. But if we do not share, it stays only lead. But if we do, if only we do, then everything is changed by the alchemy of the heart. Two pains that meet naked never remain what they were. Like two stars exploding into dust, they are always transformed, into gold, silver, water, air. To me, this is one of the most beautiful, hidden secrets of this strange thing we call life. Now, if in those dark days, when I was stuck at the edge of nowhere, I’d had a sense of all this, and been able to share my pain, maybe then, too, it would have been transformed. Maybe we would have laughed about how crap that place was. Maybe we would have raged, for the time that had to be spent there — and then wept a little. Maybe we just would have been silent, and reflected on it. In any and all these ways, intense pain would have been changed, altered, irrevocably transformed. Lead into gold, silver, water, air.To see each other. What do we really see when we are naked? We laugh, don’t we? We look ridiculous, no matter how perfect we think we are, with our funny shapes and bulges and extremities. We cry, at the wounds that no one is spared by life. And we feel a strange sense of gratitude, that we do not have to hide anymore. Now we can appreciate, celebrate, that, beneath it all, the pain was only hiding all that, and in that way, loneliness, which is the root of all despair, turns into laughter, tears, gratitude, knowledge, wisdom. That is the alchemy of the heart. We often say that a burden shared is a burden halved. That isn’t quite right. Pain shared is pain transformed, forever, into truth, beauty, grace, meaning, togetherness. It is changed, from something that only hurts, to something those hurt, somehow, is beautiful, gentle, meaningful, like a light burning a little too bright, but still guiding us home. Lead becomes life. The alchemy of the heart. Pain meeting pain is ever and forever transformed into laughter, silence, tears, grace. Suffering holding suffering is reborn as truth, beauty, wisdom, and courage. How beautiful, how impossible, how incandescent. But hiding our pain away from one another, we feel forever lonely and distant, because pain has to meet pain for both to explode, just like the stars, if they meet, turn into the glitttering, lost, whirling dust from which life itself, at last, emerges, stumbling uncertainly into grace.
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VISIONARY ART MUSEUM @ BOOM 2014
Be prepared! This temporary museum is in full bloom within the Boom, excitingly evolving into full maturity, along with the Art that it presents.
Boom has since its inception supported psychedelic visual arts. Being in the live visuals or psytrance deco artists, psychedelic expressions of painting are part of Boom's DNA. In 2002, the so called Visionary art (a mash up of Fantastic Realism, Surrealism, and many other styles) started to blossom at Boom, when Alex Grey came to Boom Festival. Year after year, Robert Venosa, Martina Hoffmann and all the extraordinary painters of the cosmic unknown have shared their art at Boom with exhibitions, live painting, sculpture or workshops.
In 2014 the time has come for a new project for psychedelic fine arts. The area for the fine arts is conceived as a broad-spectrum educational space, where Visionary Art is presented in all its multidimensional aspects, allowing the possibility for a deeper understanding of its history, inspirations, techniques and wonders beyond the logic of a gallery.
A literally “paradigm-shifting” collection with a psy-museologic approach will display works from the different visionary sub-genres: Digital Fusionism, Sacred Geometry, Visionary Psy-Trance Deco Art, Flemish Technique, Visionary Graffiti Art, Amazonian/indigenous Medicine Art, Tibetan Buddhist Tradition and Visionary Activist Art.
A unique and pioneering project, a portal into the reality, which lies beyond... behind... and within!
ARTISTS:
Adam Scott Miller
Alex Grey
Aloria Weaver
Amanda Sage
Andrew Jones
Andy Thomas
Antoine Merger
Autumn Skye
Ben Ridgeway
Carey Thompson
Carmelo
Chris Dyer
Collin Elder
Daniel Mirante
De Es
Emma Watkinson
Eos Otherre
Erik Vajra
Fabián Jiménez
George Atherton
Hakan Hisim
Ihti Anderson
Jake Kobrin
Jessica Perlstein
Jonathan Solter
Julian Graham
Justin Totemical
Keerych Luminokaya
Li Lian Kolster
Luis Tamani
Luke Brown
Manu Menendez
Mars 1
Martina Hoffman
Maura Holden
Michael Divine
Mugwort
Olga Klimova
Olivia Curry
Randal Roberts
Reinier Gamboa
Robert Venosa
Simon Haiduk
Stuart Griggs
Subliquida
Symbolika
Vibrata Chromodoris
Xavi
LIVE PAINTERS:
Amanda Sage
Emma Watkinson
Erik Vajra
Ihti Anderson
Jake Kobrin
Jessica Perlstein
Lilian Kolster
Luis Tamani
Luke Brown
Luminokaya
Olga Klimova
Shrine
Stuart Griggs
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Boom-Festival
04.08.-11.08.2014
Boom-Festival
Idanha-a-Nova Lake - Portugal
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BOOM VISION
Boom is not only a festival, it is a state of mind. Inspired by the principles of Oneness, Peace, Creativity, Sustainability, Transcendence, Alternative Culture, Active Participation, Evolution and Love, it is a space where people from all over the world can converge to experience an alternative reality.
Boom is a festival dedicated to the Free Spirits from all over the world. It is the gathering of the global psychedelic tribe and of whoever feels the call to join in the celebrations!! Boom is a weeklong unpredictable and unforgettable adventure. It takes place, every two years, during August Full Moon, on the shores of a magnificent lake in the sunny Portuguese inland and every one is invited!
BOOM IS A MODEL OF ENVIRONMENTAL AWARENESS
An environmentally conscious event is a way to offer a concrete example that it is possible to live on this Planet in respect of Mother Earth and of one another. This is possible through a deep understanding of the cycles of life and humanity’s place within these cycles. Permaculture is a brilliant example of how such understanding can be turned into practice.
Boom’s pioneering Environmental Program applies the principles of Permaculture to every single aspect of the Festival production. Moreover Boom widely promotes knowledge and practices of sustainability through lectures, workshops and… practical example!
100% compost toilets (still to this day the only large event in the world to reach this result!); 100% on-site water treatment facilities, off-the-grid energy solutions, bio-construction, permaculture gardens, vegetable oil for the generators… these are just a few of the ground breaking projects that have granted Boom the most prestigious international prizes in environmental efficiency.
For further details please visit the environmental program page.
BOOM BELIEVES IN A BORDERLESS WORLD
Since its beginning in 1997, Boom is the home of the global nomadic tribe. Since then, it has grown organically by word of mouth into an incredibly culturally diverse festival, attracting people from 116 nationalities (2012). Boom is the celebration of the Earth’s multicolored Oneness. EVERY ONE is invited and EVERY ONE is called to consciously co-create a positive reality of Love and Peace, for us and for the next generations. We Are One!
BOOM BELIEVES IN TRANSCENDENCE THROUGH MUSIC
At Boom music is sacred. The dancefloors are temples where to transcend ordinary states of perception and the limitations of our egos. Through dance and music, we can reconnect to our own individual divine essence, while in synch with the beating heart of the whole tribe. All in One!
Scattered across four stages, music at Boom is as diverse as it gets: electronic, acoustic, classic, any style is welcome and represented in a different area, live concerts, djs sets, solo artists, bands… Boom started as a psytrance festival and has developed into an inclusive gathering, unveiling the surprising diversity of quality underground soundscapes.
Psytrance culture remains one of the inspiring sources of Boom's vision and intention. And Boom remains as a testimony of the evolutionary potentials of such a culture.
Check the pages of the single areas for details on the different visions.
BOOM ACTIVATES TRANSFORMATION
Boom’s ultimate aim is to facilitate individual and collective transformation. The Boom experience has been conceived to activate the vital force directing every being towards the fulfillment of its highest potential. To reach this ambitious goal, Boom relies on the continuous exchange of radically innovative knowledge and practices by countless Boomers, musicians, artists, teachers, visionaries, healers, farmers, ecologists, wisdom keepers, researchers, scientists, activists
Besides the music stages and the countless art installations scattered all over the site, the other areas where Boom channels transformation are the Liminal Village, the Healing Area and the Visionary Art Museum. Here our hearts, bodies and minds can receive a full download of information through workshops, presentations, rituals and meditations Check the single areas’ pages for more details.
NO TO CORPORATE SPONSORS, CORPORATE LOGOS AND VIPs, YES TO INDEPENDENCE, SOLIDARITY AND CREATIVITY!!!
Boom is an autonomous zone of cognitive liberty and therefore is and will always be free from corporate sponsorship and logos. Boom is funded by the financial support of the thousands of people that buy the tickets and come to the festival.
Boom does not believe in VIP areas and special treatments, since every Boomer is a VIP! Boom adheres to the principle of ’thinking outside the box’, for the co-creation of novel ways of viewing reality and acting for its evolutionary unfolding.
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BOOM-VISION
Die Boom ist nicht nur ein Festival – Sie ist ein Lebensstil
Es sind kleine Momente, in denen das Lernen stattfindet. Jene Momente in denen du versteht wie wichtig es ist, Fünfe einfach mal gerade sein zu lassen. Und jene Momente in denen dir klar wird, dass du es an anderen Stellen genauer nehmen musst. Diese kleinen Momente prägen dich, deine Einstellung und dein Handeln – und mit dir die Grundlage für große Veränderungen. Genau hier setzt die Idee der Boom an: Als schillernder Kristallisationspunkt einer Neo-Stammeskultur möchte sie inspirieren. Und zwar durch jene magische Erfahrung, die zwischen zeitgenössischer Musik, visionärer Kunst und intellektuell-spirituellem Input entsteht.
Veränderung fängt bei dir an, bei deiner Weltanschauung. Du bist der Flügelschlag des Schmetterlings, der am anderen Ende der Welt einen Wetterumschwung bewirkt. Lerne, deine Flügel zu gebrauchen!
Zu diesem Zweck kippen wir das Schubladensystem, das unseren Alltag bestimmt, einfach mal komplett aus. Und zwar mitten hinein in die sonnige, unverdorbene, nuklearfreie Natur Portugals. Dann nehmen wir uns 7 Tage lang Zeit, um spielerisch neue Denkwege und Handlungsweisen, um eine neue Ordnung zu erkunden. Das ist unsere Vision von psychedelischer Kultur und sie wollen wir aktiv vortreiben.
Auf unserer Webseite findet ihr ausführliche Informationen zu den freien Künsten, den multidimensionalen Installationen und den kreativen Liebensbomben, die auf unsere temporäre autonome Zone regnen werden.
Boom ist eine Lebenseinstellung – und sie lebt in euch, liebe Boomer!
INTERKULTURELL
Andere Länder, andere Lebensstile. Auf der Boom kannst du erleben wie inspirativ diese einfache Tatsache ist. Und zwar in konzentrierter Form: Im Jahr 2012 reisten Stammesangehörige aus 116 verschiedenen Ländern an, um in ihrer multikulturellen Mischung eine durchweg positive Vision für die Zukunft zu manifestieren: We Are One – Wir sind eins!
NATUR
Die Kulisse für unser Stammestreffen gestaltet die wohl besten Dekorateurin überhaupt: Mutter Natur. Jene jahrhundertealte iberische Baumlandschaft der umliegenden Hügel, versonnene Gärten und der weitläufige See, in dem sich die Magie des August-Vollmonds spiegelt, schaffen ein einzigartiges Panorama.
STRAND
Nachdem du dich in schwitzende Trance getanzt hast oder wenn dir die Wärme des portugiesischen Sommers zuviel werden sollte: Die nötige Erfrischung ist maximal ein paar hundert Meter entfernt - egal wo du gerade bist. Der große See bestimmt nicht nur das Bild der Boom, sondern auch ihre Stimmung. Wie beim Strandurlaub kannst du jene fließende Ruhe des Wassers aufsaugen, die dich sanft umspült.
DESIGN FÜR DEN GEIST
Das Liminal Village bietet Gelegenheit, dir dein Oberstübchen neu einzurichten: Mit Lebensphilosophie und praktischem Wissen. Im intellektuellen Brennpunkt der Boom finden Vorträge und Diskussionen zu Themen wie Aktivismus, Psychedelik, Freie Kultur, Rituale der Ahnen, Mythologie, Ökologie, Traumlandschaften, Permakultur, Trance, Heilige Pflanzen oder Alternative Medizin und Wissenschaft statt. Dazu waren in den letzten Jahren Referenten wie Vandana Shiva, Alex Grey, Daniel Pinchbeck, Graham Hancock, Robert Venosa, Erik Davis und Shipibo Don Guillermo Arevalo zu Gast. Ein Filmprogramm zur neuen, planetarischen Kultur bietet noch mehr Stimulation auf intellektueller Ebene.
PSYCHEDELISCHES KUNSTMUSEUM
Was ist psychedelische Kunst, was visionäre? Will sie die Eindrücke einer psychedelischen Erfahrung wiedergeben? Will sie ähnliche Emotions- und Assoziationsstrukturen auslösen wie eine Vision? Mach dir selbst ein Bild! In atemberaubender Vielfalt präsentieren einige der talentiertesten Maler von allen Kontinenten des Planeten ihre bewusstseinserweiternden Werke.
INSTALLATIONEN
Bildende Kunst stößt die Pforten unserer Wahrnehmung weit auf und eröffnet uns so die Sicht auf Aspekte unserer Realität, welche normalerweise hinter dem Grauschleier des Alltags verborgen liegen. Um dich mitten hinein in dieses ästhetisch-surreale Paralleluniversum zu katapultieren, kommen überall auf dem Gelände Medien wie Malerei, Bildhauerei, Land Art oder Video zum Einsatz. Sie lassen deine Reise über die Boom zu einer Reise in eine außerirdische Welt von fremdartiger Schönheit werden.
MUSIK
Über verschiedene Tanzplätze verteilt verwirklicht die Boom ihre psychedelische Vision im Spektrum der hörbaren Frequenzen. Dabei entstehen viele verschiedene Rhythmus- und Harmonie-Texturen die alle darauf abzielen, deine Synapsen zu kitzeln, deine Fantasie zu stimulieren und dich zu beflügeln. Die Klanglandschaften der Boom erstrecken sich auf Genres wie Psytrance, Progressive, Dub, Bass Music, Dubstep, World Music, Glitch, Nu Funk, IDM, Cosmic oder Psy Brakes. In ihrer Gesamtheit schwingen sie sich zum kosmischen Groove der universellen Liebe auf!
TANZTEMPEL
Mit jedem Herzschlag der Boom bebt das portugiesische Hinterland. Im monumentalen Tanztempel verschmelzen utopische Zukunftsvisionen und das archaische Ritual des Stammenstanz zu einer einzigartigen Trance-Erfahrung. Um euer Bewusstsein dorthin zu schicken, wo Worte zu Hülsen und Bedeutungen zu Variablen werden, haben wir einige der besten DJs, Liveacts und Tribal Bands eingeladen, uns mit extralangen Sets zu verzaubern. Denn Qualität ist wichtiger ist als Masse. Mit viel Liebe zum Detail planen wir eine Reise durch jene multidimensionale Welt namens Psy, wobei wir in Regionen wie Dark, Twilight, Forest, Tribal, Prog, Full-On, Groovy Full-On, Goa und Nu-Goa vorstoßen.
Die Grundidee der Boom unterscheidet sich ganz erheblich von der einer kommerziellen Massenproduktion. Wir möchten raus aus dem Schattenreich des Egoismus, hinein in eine kollektive Erfahrung. Mithilfe von DJs, VJs, Dekorateuren, Designern und -am allerwichtigsten- mithilfe von euch, den Boomern. Auf dass wir unsere multikulturelle kreative Energie zu einer wahrhaft großen Erfahrung vereinen: Wir sind eins!
UMWELT
Auf der Boom werden die Erkenntnisse und Prinzipien der Permakultur in ein Festival umgesetzt. So wird ganz konkret erfahrbar: Auch große, internationale Menschenansammlungen lassen sich mit maximalem Respekt vor unserer heiligen Mutter Natur vereinbaren. Dieser Ansatz wurde in den Jahren 2008 und 2010 mit dem Greener Festival Award ausgezeichnet, 2010 und 2012 außerdem mit dem European Festival Award.
Auf der Boom kommen ausschließlich Komposttoiletten zum Einsatz. Das Nutzwasser wird mithilfe von Pflanzen zu 100% wiederaufbereitet. Es gibt kostenlose Taschenaschenbecher. Für die Generatoren wird gebrauchtes Pflanzenöl verwendet. Außerdem nutzen wir Technologien wie Solarenergie, Windräder, Biobau und ökologische Abwasserentsorgung, die jedes Jahr weiterentwickelt werden. Auch hier gilt: Die Boom seid ihr, die Boomer. Tragt bitte dazu bei, dass sie ein nachhaltiges Festival ist. Respektiert Mutter Natur und hinterlasst keinen Müll!
SPIRITUALITÄT
Anreize für spirituell-sozialen Aktivismus, die sich in Form von Yoga, Ayurveda, Tai Chi, Kung Fu, Watsu, Therapien, alternativen Heilmethoden und ganzheitlichen Lehren manifestieren. Auch das ist ein zentraler Aspekt unserer Vision. Denn die Harmonie zwischen Geist und Körper ist ein erster Schritt in Richtung globale Harmonie.
INFRASTRUKTUR
Freies Wasser. Freies Camping. Freier Wohnmobil-Park. Babyboom für die jüngsten Boomer (bring deine Familie mit zur Boom!) Freie medizinische Versorgung. Freies WIFI. Schließfächer. Boom-Busshuttle von den Flughäfen Lissabon und Madrid. 100% Komposttoiletten. 100% Aufbereitung des Duschabwassers mithilfe von Pflanzen. Ayurvedische Apotheke. Spezielle Einrichtungen für Behinderte. Lebensmittelgeschäft. Gemeinschaftsküchen. Und vieles, vieles mehr!
LOGO-FREIE ZONE
Die Boom finanziert sich einzig und allein über den Ticketverkauf, sie ist frei von jeglichem Firmen-Sponsoring und wird es immer sein. Auch in dieser Hinsicht möchten wir einen Freiraum schaffen, in dem sich der menschliche Geist unbefangen ausbreiten und entfalten kann.
Obwohl das Boom Team den Rahmen schafft – das eigentliche Erlebnis, die eigentliche Inspiration und der eigentliche Geist lebt in euch. Denn ihr seid die Energie, ausgehend von euch kann sich diese Welt ändern.
BESONDERE BEDÜRFNISSE
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FLEXIBLE EINTRITTSPREISE
Unser globaler Stamm ist in vielen verschiedenen Ländern zuhause, in denen ganz unterschiedliche Einkommensverhältnisse herrschen. Außerdem leben wir in Zeiten des finanziellen Abschwungs. Wir waren sehr betroffen als wir nach der Boom 2012 hörten, dass einige Menschen schlichtweg nicht genug Geld aufbringen konnten um Teil der kollektiven Erfahrung zu sein. Deshalb haben wir uns entschieden, auf diese Tatsache mit einem flexiblen Eintrittsmodell zu reagieren. Es gibt spezielle Ticketpreise für Länder außerhalb der Europäischen Union, der USA, Kanada, Australien, Neuseeland und Japan. Außerdem für jene Länder, die aktuell die ökonomischen Spekulationen der Rating-Agenturen und der IMF durchlaufen: Portugal, Irland, Griechenland und Spanien. Diese Tickets sind nur bei den Boom Botschaftern des jeweiligen Landes erhältlich, nicht über die Webseite der Boom.
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MARY HALVORSON AMARYLLIS SEXTET
Gitarist en componist Mary Halvorson werd in de Downbeat geroemd als Star Jazz Artist en Rising Star Composer of the Year. In het laatste decennium werkte ze met muzikanten als Trevor Dunn, Bill Frisell, Ingrid Laubrock, Marc Ribot en John Zorn. Halvorson bracht een aantal bejubelde albums uit in wisselende bezettingen, maakte ook de soloplaat Meltframe en in 2018 met Code Girl haar eerste album met vocalen. Amerikaanse critici noemen haar “New Yorks minst voorspelbare improvisator” en “een van de meest formidabele bandleiders van het moment.”
Vanuit Brooklyn bouwt ze sinds 2002 aan een stevige reputatie als vooruitstrevend gitarist en zelfs als dé vernieuwer van de jazzgitaar. Mary houdt zich niet aan genre-grenzen, speelt in meerdere ensembles, maakt kamerjazz met een violiste, maar is ook lid van een progressieve rockband. Ze gaat clichés uit de weg en creëert haar eigen stijl, waarbij ze de klank van haar semi-akoestische gitaar subtiel vervormt met elektronische effecten. Ze speelt heldere, inventieve melodielijnen. Door bewust af te wijken van clichés creëert ze haar eigen stijl, beïnvloed door de avontuurlijke improvisaties van leermeester Anthony Braxton en de eigenzinnige rock van Robert Wyatt en Jimi Hendrix.
Recent bracht Nonesuch twee nieuwe albums tegelijk uit: Belladonna, waarop de gitarist samenwerkt met een strijkkwartet, en Amaryllis, waarvoor ze een sextet samenstelde. Beide albums werden geproduceerd door John Dieterich, gitarist van de avant-rockband Deerhoof. In het Amaryllis Sextet speelt o.a. de fantastische trompettist Adam O’Farrill. De suite toont Halvorsons vele muzikale invloeden: jazz, experimentele muziek, nieuwe muziek en meer. Het multidimensionale sextet filtert haar compositorische verkenningen van melodie, harmonie en contrapunt door de lens van zes meester-improvisatoren, zo gearrangeerd dat de muziek zich elke keer anders ontvouwt.
Bezetting:
Adam O’Farrill – trompet
Jacob Garchik – trombone
Mary Halvorson – gitaar
Nick Dunston – contrabas
Tomas Fujiwara – drums
Patricia Brennan – vibrafoon
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