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Today is 7/8/9 (July 8th 2009)
At 12:34:56 California time, we had 12:34:56 7/8/9. and I unfortunately missed it by one second!
My "atomic clock" is in synch with the "atomic clock" satellite, and therefore very acurate.
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... souvenir de Rome ...
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... memories from Roma...
The numerical pairing of DQ's 2001 and 2002 power away from Brighton as they head north with a loaded ballast train to unload between Hobart and Launceston.
Wednesday 19th February 2020
File: 2016003-0046
Previous scaled down size replaced with full resolution 3872 x 2592, the maximum size of the Nikon D200.
Portmeirion, a tourist village in Gwynedd, North Wales, United Kingdom. Photos were taken on Wednesday 20th April 2016.
Portmeirion. Pentref twristiaeth yng Ngogledd Cymru. Wedi’I gymryd ar ddydd Mercher 20 Ebrill 2016.
NOTE: I apologise if the Welsh language is misspelt as I’m using Google’s translation.
About the photograph.
Am y llum
The photograph was taken from the footpath between the Amis Reunis boat and the Observatory Tower on the southern part of the village, right next to the River Dwyryd, and looking toward north.
In the photograph, the tall building is known as the Bell Tower, and parts of the buildings to the right of the photo is known as The Watch House. In the background, you could see The Dome.
About Portmeirion.
Portmeirion is a tourist and historical coastal village located on the estuary of the River Dwyryd, about 2 miles south east of Porthmadog, in North Wales, and owned by a charitable trust.
Some of the buildings already existed around the middle of the 1800s, such as the hotel, along with Castell Deudraeth.
Sir Clough Williams-Ellis, the chief architect bought most of the buildings. Between 1925 and 1975, he designed, built, and improved the area into an exquisite village, in the style of a Mediterranean feel.
It had since become a most popular tourist location, and often used as on-location filming site for various television shows.
Nowadays, most of the buildings are used as hotels or self-catering cottages, while tourists have a day-out looking around.
About the television show called The Prisoner.
Ynglŷn â'r sioe deledu o'r enw The Prisoner.
The Prisoner is a 1967 British television series about an unnamed British agent who chose to resign from Intelligence services.
In the series, he was imprisoned in a mysterious retirement village at a secret location. Although the village was used for retired secret agents, he was placed there because his superiors and bosses wanted to know why he chose to resign.
In the show, his name was never used, and he was referred to as ”Number Six, as everyone else were given numerical codenames. The mysterious village was overseen by an administrator whom was often referred as Number Two.
Number Six was played by the actor Patrick McGoohan, whom also created the show, as well as writing and directing some of the episodes. He played the main character in 16 out of the 17 episodes. Only played his character in a minor role in one episode, because at that time, he took time off from The Prisoner, to attend a filming of a movie.
In each episodes, different actors played Number Two, and each tried their own attempts to get Number Six to reveal his reasons for resigning. This was often done by means of tricks, drugging, brainwashing, identity theft, and so on.
The usual plot of each episode would have Number Two attempting to use their own means, bring Number Six close to the breaking point, where Six could finally reveal his reasons, but often in the end, Number Six often saw through the attempts, and rebuffed the attempts.
Portmeirion was used as a stand-in filming location for the mysterious village due to its unique style.
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... ce sont mes dernières bleues... Je vous promets!
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... these are my last blues... I promise!
Again a Yellow cab... I love the architecture in Melbourne... You can see old building like churches, and little skyscraper...
Other Shots of the Orchid. This is trully a pleasure to take pictures of her in all the possible angles :D
Dans un monde hypothétique, les moutons, les champs et le lever de lune seraient réunis par leur teinte pour défier ensemble une humanité de plus en plus intimidante.
3ième prix/ 3rd price
Création numérique / Numerical creation
117e Exposition de la SPAQ
In a hypothetical world, sheep, fields and the moonrise would be united by their hue to challenge together an increasingly intimidating humanity.
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... Merci encore pour votre support... Très bon WE ...
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... thanks again for support... Have a nice WE...
QL004, QE005 and CF4406 head along the Bargo River on the approach to Tahmoor with loaded Qube grain 3918.
Tuesday 16th April 2024
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There is no numeric one or exclamation mark - quite common on older portables - in order to save space.
People would use the l key and a combination of . backspace ' instead.
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... un des endroits que j'ai préféré au musée du Vatican ...
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... one of the place I prefered when I was at the Vatican's museum...
One of only a few Mk2 Metrobuses in Glasgow (and numerically one of the last) to receive the awful Barbie "fade out" livery. Seen in 2002 as it hurtles down Renfield Street on Larkfield service 47.
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... l'abeille ne connait pas la crise ...
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... the bee doesn't know crisis...
Italian artist Tobia Rava, mystic, numerologist and cabbalist.
His personal creation he performs, respectively - through the possibilities of numerical and alphabetic combinations. Two things concern him at the same time: first - how to put painting on the service for human mind, and not just for the eyes, and the second - how to force the viewer to pass the rite of initiation by art.
Tobia Rava carefully covers all his works by numbers and letters of the Hebrew alphabet. Thus, he calls for a review of the relationship between a person and his environment through a visual conversion of gematria. Otherwise, Jewish numerology. Namely, a method that allows you to find secret matches between words using the numerical value of the letters.
The artists of the Italian Renaissance, who were interested in Kabbalah, still believed that the world was created with the letters of the Hebrew alphabet. Therefore, this world can be read, they argued, moreover - with the help of letters on it can be influenced. He considered Hebrew to be the language of creation, the original language.
Итальянский художник Тобиа Рава, мистик, нумеролог и каббалист. Свое личное творение он совершает соответственно – через бесконечные возможности числовых и буквенных комбинаций. Заботят его при этом две вещи: первая – как поставить живопись на службу разуму, а не просто оку плоти, и вторая – как заставить зрителя пройти обряд инициации искусством.
Тобиа Рава заботливо покрывает все свои работы цифрами и буквами еврейского алфавита. Тем самым он призывает пересмотреть связь между человеком и его окружением через визуальную конверсию гематрии. Иначе – еврейской нумерологии. А именно, метода, который позволяет найти тайные соответствия между словами с помощью численного значения букв, их составляющих. Художники итальянского Возрождения, интересовавшиеся Каббалой, еще во времена оны считали, что мир был создан при помощи букв ивритского алфавита. Следовательно, этот мир может быть прочитан, утверждали они, более того – с помощью букв на него можно повлиять. Сам иврит они считали языком творения.
We start our little Paris Photo Tour number one in the "Jardin des Tuileries". A great place to make candid shots. The fountains are amazing. We can play with monument and reflections. We'll soon see the pictures :D
One of the classics, multi-band radio, numerical keyboard.
The orange yellow point at the bottom, got lost in the BW transformation.
The pure dry representation is less interesting ,therefore some sprayed water.
22 February 2022 is written as 22/02/2022 numerically and is, therefore, a palindrome as it can be read the same way forward and backwards. It is an ambigram as well because it is the same upside down!
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Arabic numerals are the ten numerical digits: 0, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 and 9. These are by far the most commonly used symbols to write decimal numbers.The reason the digits are more commonly known as "Arabic numerals" in Europe and the Americas is that they were introduced to Europe in the tenth century by Arabic speakers of Spain and North Africa, who were then using the digits from Libya to Morocco. In the eastern part of Arabic Peninsula, Arabs were using the Eastern Arabic numerals or "Mashriki" numerals: ٠ ١ ٢ ٣ ٤ ٥ ٦ ٧ ٨ ٩[a]
The light is going through the veins of these leaves. This is Spring beauty... Life'll be back again.
A little stop on the Great Ocean Road... We admire the apostles.. A huge kiss to all my FlickR friends from Australia!
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... on cherche tous la lumière qui va nous guider...
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... we are all searching for the light which will guide us...
As we are back in France now, I'll share day by day pictures I've taken in Australia.
Still the day 2. And still in the botanical garden... You know me... When there are flowers... :D
Still the day 3. We are in the Featherdale Wildlife Park near Sydney... A great experience... We discover a lot of Australian's Animals :D
This is the Koala... And guess what he is sleeping!
During the noon hour today, there was a Christmas party at work, to which the Family Court staff was invited. I attended it, but didn't eat much even though there was food galore. After the meal, there was also a gift exchange with a novel twist. Fifteen employees had signed up for it, so there were fifteen gifts. Each participant would draw a number, then be called up in numerical order, whereupon he or she would choose one of the gifts and unwrap it. The other participants then had the option of stealing that person's gift and making a forced exchange. I don't remember all the other rules, except that I believe the person who drew no. 1 had some kind of droit-du-seigneur over everyone else's choice.
I had not signed up to participate in this event, so I just sat back and watched. Commissioner Harris, who was also present, had commented to me earlier about how tired I appeared, which was true enough. In an apparent effort to cheer me up a bit, she approached a few minutes later, handed me her number -- it was 6 -- and suggested that I pick out a gift to give to Vanessa. I hesitated at first, since I had not planned to participate and had therefore not provided a gift; but then I decided no harm would be done, since she was forfeiting her claim and allowing me to use it instead. Thus, nobody would be deprived of anything by my participation in the event.
Her little effort to cheer me up worked very effectively, but probably not in the way either of us had expected.
My turn eventually came. I stood up and announced that if the gift I picked happened to be a Nikkor 105mm macro lens, I was going to keep it, regardless of what the rules said. Everyone laughed, and then I picked out a gift, which appeared to be a book. I wondered aloud if it was something Vanessa would even like, or for that matter, if I would, either. Was it a work of military history, or an edition of Dante's Inferno, or some kind of gothic tale? Either of the first two would interest me, of course, but not the third possibility -- although Vanessa, on the other hand, might enjoy that one.
I was going to hold on to the package without unwrapping it, but was told that I had to do so, in order that the others present might know what it was. This would help them in deciding what, if anything, they would steal, and what the ultimate fate of the gift would be.
Having unwrapped the gift, I discovered that it was indeed a book. Not only that, I was delighted to learn that it was full of the kind of useless but amusing trivia I always seem to absorb like a sponge, and which can usually keep me entertained for hours on end. So I sat down to flip through this little volume, and as often happens whenever I am engrossed in a book, I soon became completely oblivious to everything else that was going on around me. I learned hours later that several amused comments were exchanged in that room as the attendees watched me. Not only was I thoroughly absorbed in the book, but it quickly had me laughing as well.
I was in the grip of a very entertaining story about the Kingdom of Talossa when a bag was suddenly dropped into my lap by a court clerk named Rae-Ann. With a twinkle in her eye, she asked me to hold it for her -- then grabbed the book and walked off with it as everyone else in the room busted out laughing. I spent a moment or two trying to decide what to do, but rules were rules, so I ended up accepting my unfortunate fate. But dang, I thought to myself -- couldn't Rae-Ann at least have waited until I finished that story about the Kingdom of Talossa? And to top it off, everyone wanted to know what was in the bag, so I pulled out its contents, which turned out to be a supersize pack of chewing gum. I don't chew a lot of gum, so I quickly began trying to come up with some strategy to reclaim the pilfered book.
Finally, as the gathering was breaking up, Rae-Ann walked up to me with a smile, handed me the book, and told me to return it to her when I finished it. Her smile and overall demeanor made me wonder if she really expected me to give it back. She took the gum in exchange, which I didn't mind at all, of course. Since I wasn't sure if her giving me the book was intended to be a conveyance in fee simple or if Rae-Ann was retaining some kind of reversionary interest in the property, I decided to assume the former and act accordingly.
Later I e-mailed Rae-Ann and congratulated her for having given everyone such a good laugh at my expense. I was made to understand that my obliviousness had in fact been the catalyst for this practical joke, and I told Rae-Ann that there was ample historical precedent for my behavior with the book. As indisputable proof of this, I then included a link to this image, found here in my Flickr photostream, and which I told her may be among the most revealing photographs ever taken of me.
Meanwhile, as soon as I returned to my office, and before I did anything else, I finished reading that interrupted tale of the Kingdom of Talossa -- about which, by the way, an even more entertaining article may be found here. (Hm -- I just read that entire webpage, and I think I am going to apply for citizenship, as the Kingdom of Talossa sounds just like my kind of place! Someday I will surely want to become its prime minister, and I believe I have an excellent shot at making it, after which I am sure to become one of its great prime ministers of all time. Stay tuned, everyone!) :-)
How much longer do I have on earth?
16:52 a numeric that represents 16hrs and 52 mins has left us
Numbers numbers, everywhere I go I see them.
No other number is more important than the number that is represented on the clock.
Bank Account number?
Money in your Bank?
Numbers of these are insignificant than the numeric time on the Clock.
Time is precious when we are on our death bed.
Time is precious when we are rushing for it
Time is unable to be reversed
Time is unable to be purchased or exchanged by any humanly items
Time is not money
Time is more significant than money
Time is LIFE.
LIFE is TIME.
And it is counting down, represented by a round object…whispering to us….hey dude ‘I am taking 1 Second away from your LIFE’.
Photographed and written by: Yong Xin
Taken @ Singapore Changi Airport, Terminal 2
This photo is inspired by sprintist86, 16:57
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In numerical order, WH001, WH002 and WH003 head south towards Scone with loaded coal train NB916 from Narrabri to NCIG Kooragang for export.
The WH Class are three GT46C ACe model locomotives, built by Downer EDI Rail in 2011 for Whitehaven Coal. All three units have never received any form of branding and are used by Pacific National to haul coal for Whitehaven's mines in the Gunnedah basin.
Thursday 7th December 2023
Nature is sometimes funny :D Just half of the flower has bloomed... So Strange... Maybe just one part is exposed to the sun...
4031 (S271JUA), numerically the last of the 7 original DAF DB250/Alexander ALX400 cascades, collects its passengers on Sir Thomas Street in Liverpool before working the 56 to Netherton. All three buses allocated to this route were today double deckers. Photo taken on 12/03/12.