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La sollicitude, la responsabilité, le respect et la connaissance sont en mutuelle interdépendance. Ces composantes de l'amour forment un syndrome d'attitudes que l'on rencontre chez la personne mûre, c'est-à-dire chez la personne qui fait fructifier ses virtualités propres, qui ne désire avoir que ce pour quoi elle a travaillé, qui a renoncé aux rêves narcissiques d'omniscience et d'omnipotence, qui a acquis l'humilité fondée sur la force interne que seule peut donner une activité véritablement productive.
L'art d'aimer - Erich Fromm
Si tu veux suis-moi,
Tout mon être se veut libre,
Comme chantait Léo Ferré,
« Ni dieu, ni maître » me vibre,
Dans le cerveau non muselé.
Mais qui es-tu pauvre idiot ?
Pour me balancer des ordres,
Tes pensées sont loin du brio,
Tes idées, je vais les tordre.
Le pyrrhonisme, tu connais ?
Je préfère l’ostracisme,
Que vivre en tristes sonnets,
En loi de dogmatisme.
Moi, je veux juste respirer,
Sinon, mon cœur devient féral,
Ma raison ne peut expirer,
Mon évasion est viscérale.
L’ami, tu veux mener la danse ?
De Nietzsche, t’as la puissance ?
De Morin l’intelligence ?
De Spinoza l’omniscience ?
Alors chef, t’es à la hauteur,
As-tu percé la méthode ?
Ecce Homo, le bon sauveur,
Ton éthique n’est pas l’iode.
L’esprit fécond ne se vit plus
Au crépuscule des idoles,
À Dionysos, tu es dévolu,
Et les imbéciles rigolent…
Alors que j’en sais plus que toi,
Moi, je sais que je ne sais rien,
Efface ce sourire narquois.
Cesse d’être luciférien,
Alors, avant de me juger,
À l’hystérésis, réfléchis,
De mon être sans préjugé,
Nos moi en seront enrichis.
Michaël Overberg
La vraie question, la vraie raison ne sont pas dans l’affirmation mais dans le questionnement lui-même, c’est ça la vraie intelligence. Je me méfie toujours d’un cadre obtus. Ce cadre prend-il en compte mon questionnement ou veut-il m’imposer sa vérité ? La vérité n’existe pas. Moi, je me questionne sur la véracité de toute vérité. Toute vérité peut-être évolutive par un questionnement global ( La pensée complexe ). Ce qui est aujourd’hui ne sera plus demain ( Héracite d’Éphèse ). Alors que puis-je faire dans mon immanence des vérités sophistiques d’un cadre, d’un développement affirmatif simple sans pensée globale ? Rien, je ne sais rien en faire ! Toute question devient un questionnement existentiel au sein d’un système de notre système de pensées pour qui réfléchit. Je suis pour un pyrrhonsime de l’idée, rien n’est acquis dans aucun système. Chère personne « omnisciente », je vous laisse sur ces bonnes paroles.
The Kingdom of Ayutthaya was a Siamese kingdom that existed from 1351 to 1767. The city of Ayutthaya was founded by King Ramathibodi-I in 1351. The city was captured by the Burmese in 1569. Though not pillaged, it lost "many valuable and artistic objects". It was the capital of Thailand until its destruction by the Burmese Army in 1767.
Ayutthaya Historical Park covers the ruins of the old city of Ayutthaya. In 1991, part of Ayutthaya Historical Park was declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site under criteria III as an excellent witness to the period of development of a true national Thai art. Wat Phra Si Sanphet is one of the ruins that remains at site.
Wat Phra Si Sanphet - "Temple of the Holy, Splendid Omniscient" was the holiest temple on the site of the old Royal Palace in Thailand's ancient capital of Ayutthaya. It was the grandest and most beautiful temple in the capital.
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Flies are ugly to us, but how can we be the absolute arbiter of ugliness when it is basically learnt. I'm sure that this fine fellow has quite a few admirers in its own domain, and I do know of a few humans on flickr that would call it pretty.
From a western point of view life was either created by an omnipotent and omniscient God and called good, or has evolved to perfection over many millions of years through successive generations being more able to survive. Either way, you got to look at this fly with a bit of admiration, and maybe see beauty beyond fluffy cats and pretty birds, don’t you think?
Sherlock Holmes /ˈʃɜrlɒk ˈhoʊmz/ is a fictional detective created by author and physician Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. A London-based "consulting detective" whose abilities border on the fantastic, Holmes is famous for his astute logical reasoning, his ability to adopt almost any disguise, and his use of forensic science skills to solve difficult cases.
Holmes, who first appeared in publication in 1887, was featured in four novels and 56 short stories. The first novel, A Study in Scarlet, appeared in Beeton's Christmas Annual in 1887 and the second, The Sign of the Four, in Lippincott's Monthly Magazine in 1890. The character grew tremendously in popularity with the first series of short stories in The Strand Magazine, beginning with "A Scandal in Bohemia" in 1891; further series of short stories and two novels published in serial form appeared between then and 1927. The stories cover a period from around 1880 up to 1914.
All but four stories are narrated by Holmes's friend and biographer, Dr. John H. Watson; two are narrated by Holmes himself ("The Blanched Soldier" and "The Lion's Mane") and two others are written in the third person ("The Mazarin Stone" and "His Last Bow"). In two stories ("The Musgrave Ritual" and "The Gloria Scott"), Holmes tells Watson the main story from his memories, while Watson becomes the narrator of the frame story. The first and fourth novels, A Study in Scarlet and The Valley of Fear, each include a long interval of omniscient narration recounting events unknown to either Holmes or Watson.
Todos los creyentes sinceros esperan recibir la segunda venida del Señor en los últimos días y ser arrebatados al reino de los cielos. Pero ¿sabe qué clase de personas pueden entrar en el reino de los cielos? El Señor Jesús dijo: “Bienaventurados los pobres en espíritu, pues de ellos es el reino de los cielos” (Mateo 5:3). De aquí, se puede ver que solo los pobres en espíritu están calificados para entrar en él, porque tienen un corazón que reverencia a Dios y aunque la obra de Dios no concuerde con sus conceptos, son capaces de buscar con humildad, y al Señor le agradan y los bendice. Al igual que Natanael, a pesar de que al principio tenía un concepto sobre el Señor Jesús y creía que el Mesías no debería nacer en Nazaret, no se aferró a sus propias nociones, sino que buscó humildemente y escuchó de cerca Sus palabras. Cuando escuchó al Señor Jesús decir sus oraciones que había hecho debajo de la higuera, sintió que Él era omnipotente y omnisciente, podía escudriñar lo más profundo del corazón del hombre y no era una persona común, por lo que dejó sus propios conceptos a un lado y admitió que Él era el Mesías venidero, aceptando a Él y recibiendo Su salvación.
Ahora ya estamos en el final de los últimos días, es precisamente el momento crítico en el que se recibe al Señor. Muchas personas testifican que el Señor ha regresado, ha expresado palabras y ha hecho una nueva obra. Así pues, debemos buscar e investigar activamente la obra de Dios en los últimos días como los pobres en espíritu, de esta manera podremos recibir el regreso del Señor.
La Palabra de Dios dice: “El regreso de Jesús es una gran salvación para aquellos que son capaces de aceptar la verdad, pero para los que son incapaces de hacerlo es una señal de condenación. Debéis elegir vuestro propio camino y no blasfemar contra el Espíritu Santo ni rechazar la verdad. No debéis ser personas ignorantes y arrogantes, sino alguien que obedece la dirección del Espíritu Santo, que anhela y busca la verdad; sólo así os beneficiaréis. Os aconsejo que andéis con cuidado por el camino de la creencia en Dios. No saquéis conclusiones apresuradas; más aún, no seáis despreocupados y descuidados en vuestra creencia en Dios. Deberíais saber que, como mínimo, los que creen en Dios deben ser humildes y reverenciales. Los que han oído la verdad pero la miran con desdén son insensatos e ignorantes. Los que han oído la verdad, pero sacan conclusiones precipitadas o la condenan a la ligera, están asediados por la arrogancia. Nadie que crea en Jesús es apto para maldecir o condenar a otros. Deberíais ser todos personas con razón y que aceptan la verdad. Quizás, habiendo oído el camino de la verdad y leído la palabra de vida, creas que solo una de cada 10.000 de estas palabras está en sintonía con tus convicciones y con la Biblia, y entonces deberías seguir buscando en esa diezmilésima parte de esas palabras. Sigo aconsejándote que seas humilde, no te confíes demasiado y no te exaltes mucho. Con esta exigua reverencia por Dios en tu corazón, obtendrás mayor luz. Si examinas detenidamente y contemplas repetidamente estas palabras, entenderás si son o no la verdad, y si son o no la vida”.
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She still doesn't go up there often - there's really nothing to do up there and if I have company it's a difficult enough jump that I think she isn't comfortable taking it. Still some day she might decide it a good place to be as omniscient narrator. Later that eve Pepper was curled in a cat bed on the floor right beneath - wonder if I'll ever capture them there at same time. Posted later to Happy Caturday 19 June 2021 “The Places They Choose” (unexpected places in particular).
L’Homme pressé
Noir Désir
J'suis un mannequin glacé
Avec un teint de soleil
Ravalé, homme pressé
Mes conneries proférées
Sont le destin du monde
Je n'ai pas le temps
Je file ma carrière est en jeu
Je suis l'homme médiatique
Je suis plus que politique
Je vais vite, très vite
J'suis une comète humaine, universelle
Je traverse le temps
Je suis une référence
Je suis omniprésent
Je deviens omniscient
J'ai envahi le monde
Que je ne connais pas
Peu importe j'en parle
Peu importe je sais
J'ai les hommes à mes pieds
Huit milliards potentiels
De crétins asservis
À part certains de mes amis
Du même monde que moi
Vous n'imaginez pas
Ce qu'ils sont gais
Qui veut de moi
Et des miettes de mon cerveau
Qui veut entrer
Dans la toile de mon réseau
Militant quotidien de l'inhumanité
Des profits immédiats
Des…
Contrairement à ce qu'indique l'omniscient repérage sous la carte ci-contre, nous ne sommes ni à Curbans ni dans les Alpes-de-Haute-Provence, mais aux limites sud-ouest de Tallard avec La Saulce, toutes deux situées dans les Hautes-Alpes. Cela dit, ce type de paysage peut aussi se rencontrer dans le département voisin...
Je me suis perché cet après-midi-là à l'extrême sud d'une longue arête rocheuse qui court parallèlement à la Durance jusqu'au château de Tallard, en passant par la crête de Saint-Abdon. De là-haut, le panorama est superbe en toute saison, et permet d'admirer les plantations de pommiers qui garnissent le fond de la vallée sur une largeur de quelques centaines de mètres jusqu'au grand affluent du Rhône. Une bande de terre fertile s'allonge ainsi sur la rive droite, et permet la culture de fruitiers, le développement de la vigne autour de Tresbaudon, et plus loin le jardinage, juste au pied du château et de la ville de Tallard.
Un peu plus loin sur la crête, on pourra voir les alignements de la vigne de Tresbaudon :
Standing here watching this gently flowing stream meander through the meadow made me think of how gentle and lowly our Lord is. He was acquainted with grief and suffering and He humbled Himself even to the point of death on the cross. Our Lord knows how to empathize with us in our weakness and in our trial, yet He is still our Lord and He is the LORD of all things. Our Lord is both gentle and lowly, while also powerful and He is a Mighty Warrior who conquered sin and death and none of His foes can defeat Him! His power is perfectly self controlled in His Omniscient Wisdom!
I have a story to tell and a testimony to share. None of this work can I credit to myself. I refuse to back down from testifying of the glory of my Creator! I will declare of His marvelous works for all of my days! I will not cease to shout praise joyfully for what my God has done for me! My testimony is covered with His erasable fingerprints. Every aspect of my life is marked by His grace and filled with His mercy! Everything in this is made with such perfect intentionality that our small and finite minds cannot fathom the infinite and creative nature of our God! Who alone paints the skies! Who can raise up the mountains and fill the valleys with springs of water that sustain the very life forms that depend on them! How can we possibly deny the existence of God in this! It is a foolish pursuit to try and fulfill the role of God as only He is Omnipotent, Omniscient, and Omnipresent. He is the all-sufficient and all-encompassing One to whom every man will bow on bended knee when He returns in all of His glory! He is the one to whom all of the living creatures around the throne cry "Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty who was and is and is to come." Let us not foolishly think that this life is about ourselves. Our testimony as Christians is Christ and the work He has accomplished for us. "We have overcome by the blood of the lamb and the word of our testimony." Our testimony is Christ's shed blood on the cross that cleansed us from all of our sins. Therefore, I refuse to testify of anything else, but Christ in me and His never ending sovereign rule over all creation!
Ox carts, The Thatbyinnyu Temple (Burmese: သဗ္ဗညု ဘုရား, [θaʔ bjɪ̀ɰ̃ ɲ̥ṵ pʰəjá]; Pali: Sabbannu or "the Omniscient") is a Theravadin Buddhist temple in Bagan (Pagan), Myanmar. The temple is recognized as a monument in the Bagan Archeological Area, a UNESCO World Heritage Site. Completed in 1150–51 during the reign of King Sithu I, the temple reflected the Bagan period's "innovative architectural and artistic creativity" and "an expression of the self-confident Burmese spirit of nationhood."[note 1] At the pinnacle height of 66 m (217 ft), the five-story Thatbyinnyu is known as the tallest temple in Bagan, alongside the tallest stupa in Bagan, the 100 m (328 ft) Shwesandaw.
The temple was badly damaged by the earthquakes of 1975 and 2016. It is undergoing restoration work with Chinese technical and financial assistance; the restoration work is expected to last until about 2028.
Running, cold from cold, mind to eye
a mood within a mood set to rely
upon omniscient twilight of january
rubbing shoulders with time so carefree
pensive our these days isolated by hurts
mysterious to the mobility of all efforts
rasping gales in the showing mind of flypast
caught on the breeze hope remains steadfast
it's just a dream within a pane of a day agleam
a vista neither here nor there in dido scheme
call upon the view again in sunsetting splendour
a journey to speak of in this setting venture
now could be forever were it not for the missing seconds
taken to redeem shattered days of forgotten legends
remembered tonight like the proudest silhouette
resplendent crowns adorn the memory of a living vignette.
by anglia24
18h30: 31/01/2008
©2008anglia24
Some locations just pull you in and for me, this scene does exactly that. Last year's fall rains allowed me to shoot this lush green scene in early winter which isn't always the case here in California.
Who is the creator of making nature beautiful?
An Omniscient Supernatural Being
One of the greatest creations is sunset
Like this sunset in Manila, Philippines.
(On Explore on February 25, 2023)
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En la mitología griega, Lete o Leteo (en griego antiguo Λήθη Lếthê, ‘olvido’ u ‘ocultación’) es uno de los ríos del Hades. Beber de sus aguas provocaba a los difuntos un olvido completo de toda su vida anterior. Algunos griegos antiguos creían que bebían de este río las almas antes de reencarnasen, de forma que no recordasen sus vidas pasadas.
Lete era también una náyade, hija de Eris (‘Discordia’ en la Teogonía de Hesíodo), si bien probablemente sea un personificación separada del olvido más que una referencia al río que lleva su nombre.
Algunas religiones mistéricas privadas enseñaban la existencia de otro río, el Mnemósine, cuyas aguas al ser bebidas hacían recordar todo y alcanzar la omnisciencia. A los iniciados se enseñaba que se les daría a elegir de qué río beber tras la muerte y que debían beber del Mnemósine en lugar del Lete. Estos dos ríos aparecen en varios versos inscritos en placas de oro del siglo IV a. C. en adelante, halladas en Turios al sur de Italia y por todo el mundo griego
Los muertos bebiendo las aguas del río Letheo-Kennington
LEYENDA:
Aunque no destaca por su caudal ni por su longitud, el río Limia gozó de trascendencia internacional durante la Edad Antigua.
Tiene su fuente primigenia en uno de los montes de la Sierra de San Mamed, el Talariño (en Sarreaus). Desde allí hasta su desembocadura en Viana do Castelo, sus 135 kilómetros de curso internacional se alimentan de otros afluentes, entre los que se encuentra el canal de la antigua laguna de Antela. Recorre las comarcas gallegas a las que da nombre –Alta y Baixa Limia– y pasa por tierras del norte de Portugal, donde se le denomina “Lima”. Cerca de su desembocadura da nombre a la villa de Ponte de Lima (considerada la tercera más antigua del país luso porque fue fundada por Teresa de León en el año 1125).
Lo que hace único a este curso fluvial es su antiquísima fama, pues ya los autores clásicos lo tuvieron presente en sus obras: Salustio, Estrabón, Tito Livio, Apiano, Silio Itálico, Plutarco y Floro. Estos politeístas creían que al norte del Limia se encontrarían los felices “Campos Elíseos”, una especie de Paraíso, pero atravesar sus tranquilas aguas conllevaría perder los recuerdos para siempre (e incluso la vida); pues lo identificaban con el río Lethes (nombre griego), o Flumen Oblivionis –”río del Olvido”–
Así lo creyeron los soldados de Décimo Junio Bruto cuando llegaron a sus orillas en el año 138 antes de Cristo, poniendo una barrera infranqueable a sus ansias de conquista. Pero este valiente general romano decidió cruzar sus aguas para desmentirlo. Según las crónicas, tomó elestandarte de su ejército y atravesó el cauce para, desde la otra orilla, llamar por su nombre a los temerosos soldados demostrando que no había muerto ni perdido la memoria. Una vez franqueada esta frontera fluvial, siguieron su avance por territorios galaicos hasta llegar al Atlántico, donde una puesta de sol les provocó tal temor que les hizo dar la vuelta. La hazaña limiana y su triunfo contra los bracarenses llevó a Bruto a conseguir el sobrenombre de “Galaico” y el título de procónsul de los Lusitanos y Galaicos.
Regard this world as the place to sow seed for eternity, and after taking such a portion from this world as may give you strength to take the journey to the other world, turn away from whatever is more than this. Realize that the future world is the place for enjoyment and happiness which is eternal, and the land to behold the excellence and beauty of the Lord; and make it your purpose, divine and omniscient grace assisting you, never to cease from the pursuit of them, but to secure as your prey, the phoenix of felicity and happiness.
MOHAMMED AL-GHAZZALI, The Alchemy of Happiness.
Taken @ Genting Highlands, Malaysia
52/365/2023
Under Milk Wood, a play for voices, was published in 1954 and was completed shortly before Dylan Thomas died though he had been working on it for almost 10 years.
"An omniscient narrator invites the audience to listen to the dreams and innermost thoughts of the inhabitants of the fictional small Welsh fishing village, Llareggub, (buggerall spelt backwards)."
Phalut or Falut 3,600 metres is the second highest peak of West Bengal, India. Part of the Singalila Ridge in the Himalayas, it is located at the border of the Indian states of West Bengal and Sikkim and of Nepal. It is located inside the Singalila National Park. A small bunkhouse is near the top of the peak and is administered by the Indian army. Singalila Pass is 17 km away from Phalut. The indigenous tribes surrounding the mountain peak are known as Falutians by outsiders. Falutians have a 300-year history of worshipping the mountain peak, and believe that Phalut is an omniscient god. They refer to the mountain peak as "Omna Re Ay".
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What do you foresee on your next page?
there is always more to tell
than what's already been told
much more to follow
merely waiting for hermetic time to unfold
here we go, take the plunge
into the water, out of the blue
gilt-edged pages to read by Autumn's fireside
the open air of endless words...
just turn the esoteric page outside
it's only you and the 'me' in words unseen
page 2 will endeavour to appease the devout
if your initial précis remains insufficient,
call upon the future and dowse the past,
with heavenly spirit so omniscient
words await your tales to tell
the next pages, over and again
nature's opportune cinéma vérité unfurled
one becomes two becomes oh-so-you
a raison d'être within our beautified world.
by anglia24
13h40: 03/10/2007
© 2007anglia24
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Los hermanos y hermanas que realmente creen en el Señor conocen la parábola de las 10 vírgenes (cinco vírgenes prudentes y cinco vírgenes insensatas) en la Biblia, entonces, ¿qué es una virgen prudente y cómo una virgen inteligente recibir al Señor?
Dios dice: “Mis ovejas oyen mi voz, y yo las conozco, y me siguen;”（Juan 10:27 ）
“Todos los que pueden obedecer las declaraciones actuales del Espíritu Santo son benditos. No importa cómo solían ser o cómo el Espíritu Santo solía obrar en ellos, los que han obtenido la última obra son los más bendecidos y los que no pueden seguir la última obra hoy son eliminados. Dios quiere a los que son capaces de aceptar la nueva luz y Él quiere a los que aceptan y conocen Su última obra. ¿Por qué se dice que debéis ser una virgen casta? Una virgen casta puede buscar la obra del Espíritu Santo y entender las cosas nuevas y, además, puede desechar las antiguas concepciones y obedecer la obra de Dios hoy”.
De “La Palabra manifestada en carne”
La Palabra de Dios nos dice que la clave para ser una virgen prudente es escuchar la voz de Dios, cuando alguien escucha el testimonio del regreso del Señor, poder dejar de lado sus propias ideas y buscar y investigar humilde, saber distinguir la voz del Señor. Al igual que Natanael registrado en la Biblia, cuando Felipe dio testimonio el Señor Jesús a Natanael, Natanael imaginativamente dijo:“‘Y díjole Natanael: ¿De Nazaret puede haber algo de bueno? Dícele Felipe: Ven y ve. Jesús vió venir á sí á Natanael, y dijo de él: He aquí un verdadero Israelita, en el cual no hay engaño. Dícele Natanael: ¿De dónde me conoces? Respondió Jesús, y díjole: Antes que Felipe te llamara, cuando estabas debajo de la higuera te vi. Respondió Natanael, y díjole: Rabbí, tú eres el Hijo de Dios; tú eres el Rey de Israel.’”（Juan 1:46-49）
Se puede ver que aunque Natanael tuvo una idea del Señor Jesús desde el principio, creía que el Mesías no debía nacer en Nazaret, pero no mantuvo su propia concepción e imaginación, sino que también buscó con la mente humilde y escuchó al Señor Jesús. Cuando escuchó al Señor Jesús decir la cosa que él había orando debajo de la higuera, sintió que el Señor es todopoderoso y omnisciente. El Señor Jesús puede inspeccionar los corazones y los mentes de las personas, lo cual es completamente diferente de la gente común, entonces dejó de lado sus ideas, reconoció que el Señor Jesús era el Mesías venidero, aceptó al Señor Jesús y recibió la salvación del Señor. Ahora, al final de los últimos días, la profecía del regreso del Señor se ha cumplido. El Señor Jesús dijo:“Aun tengo muchas cosas que deciros, mas ahora no las podéis llevar. Pero cuando viniere aquel Espíritu de verdad, él os guiará á toda verdad; porque no hablará de sí mismo, sino que hablará todo lo que oyere, y os hará saber las cosas que han de venir.”（Juan 16:12-13）
También la profecía Apocalipsis 3:20：“He aquí, yo estoy á la puerta y llamo: si alguno oyere mi voz y abriere la puerta, entraré á él, y cenaré con él, y él conmigo.”
Y la profecía de Apocalipsis 2: 7:“El que tiene oído, oiga lo que el Espíritu dice á las iglesias. ”
De estos versículos podemos ver que el Señor hablará nuevamente en los últimos días y nos dirá todas las verdades y misterios. Cuando escuchamos alguna iglesia es testigo del regreso del Señor para hablar o alguien nos dio un testimonio del regreso del Señor, tenemos que dejar nuestras ideas y buscar con humildad, vea si estas palabras pueden suplir nuestras necesidades espirituales, resolver nuestros problemas reales, señalar el camino de practicar, mientras se determine que es la voz de Dios y la expresión de la verdad, aceptamos la verdad y obedecemos la obra de Dios, para que podamos dar la bienvenida el regreso del Señor.
Para obtener más información, vea la película del evangelio "El momento de la transformación" Escena 1 - ¿Cómo son arrebatadas las vírgenes prudentes?
Ver más: www.kingdomsalvation.org/es/videos/the-moment-of-change-1...
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Die weltberühmten Moai-Steinriesen sind auf der Osterinsel zu Hause und Teil des UNESCO-Weltkulturerbes. Eine circa 3,80 Meter große Nachbildung steht neben dem Chilenischen Gartenkabinett. Um die Nachbildungen zu realisieren, wurden 1999 zwei Tuffsteine von der Osterinsel nach Hamburg importiert. Jeder davon wog knapp sechs Tonnen. Die drei Bildhauer*innen Ana Ernestina Pont Hill, Jorge Eloi Tuki Pakarati und Luis Tomas Pate Rikoroko schufen daraus unter Einsatz traditioneller Handwerksarbeit insgesamt zwei originalgetreue Nachbildungen. Eine davon verblieb in Hamburg. Der zweiten Moai befindet sich nun auf Initiative der Botschaft der Republik Chile als Leihgabe des Museums am Rothenbaum Hamburg in den Gärten der Welt.Insgesamt gibt es 900 Moai auf der Osterinsel, der größte misst 21,60 Meter. Geschaffen wurden die Figuren zwischen 1250 und 1500 n. Chr. Sie haben dichte Augenbrauen, wulstige Lippen, ein ausgeprägtes Kinn und enganliegende Arme – mystisch und allwissend wirken die Moai-Figuren, die einen verehrten Ahnen darstellen. "Moai", das heißt so viel wie "in Ehren halten". Die genaue Herkunft und der Zweck der steinernen Wächter gibt Archäolog*innen noch immer Rätsel auf.
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The world-famous Moai stone giants are at home on Easter Island and are part of the UNESCO World Heritage Site. An approximately 3.80 metre tall replica stands next to the Chilean Garden Cabinet. Two tuff stones were imported from Easter Island to Hamburg in 1999 to create the replicas. Each weighed almost six tonnes. The three sculptors Ana Ernestina Pont Hill, Jorge Eloi Tuki Pakarati and Luis Tomas Pate Rikoroko used traditional craftsmanship to create a total of two faithful replicas. One of them remains in Hamburg. The second moai is now on loan to the Museum am Rothenbaum Hamburg in the Gardens of the World on the initiative of the Embassy of the Republic of Chile. 900 moai exist on Easter Island in total, the largest measuring 21.60 metres. The figures were created between 1250 and 1500 A.D. They have thick eyebrows, bulging lips, a pronounced chin and close-fitting arms - the Moai figures, which represent a revered ancestor, appear mystical and omniscient. ‘Moai’ means something like ‘to hold in honour’. The exact origin and purpose of the stone guardians is still a mystery to archaeologists.
Thatbyinnyu Temple in Bagan.
Thatbyinnyu Temple, Sabbannu or "the Omniscient", is a famous temple located in Bagan (formerly Pagan), built in the mid-12th century during the reign of King Alaungsithu. It is adjacent to Ananda Temple. Thatbyinnyu Temple is shaped like a cross, but is not symmetrical. The temple has two primary storeys, with the seated Buddha image located on the second storey.
Located just inside the southeastern corner of the old city wall, Thatbyinnyu is Bagan's tallest temple at almost 200 ft. (or 61 m.; some indicate 217 ft. or 66 m.) and represents a transition from the Mon period to a new architectural style that would soon be followed at the Sulamani, the Gawdawpalin and at Htilominlo. Constructed during one of the high points of Bagan political power and during a period of re-dedication to Theravada Buddhism and religious scholarship, it reflected that era's innovative architectural and artistic creativity.
dont ever fall in love on the net
said Prince the sagacious African Parrot
women on the net will chew your brains
whatever is left of your crestfallen carrot..
all their sententious non sensibilities
you will inherit....the woman on the net
who is more fucked than her fucked up silhouette
said Prince thinking of her gives me coldsweat
woman on the net..a
deep wound and regret..
dont ever fall in love or abet....
forever fucked to a bad debt
turn gay fall in love with a man
instead..said Prince the all wise omniscient debugging
african parrot..almost re sounding a threat
but she whom I love how can I forget
she who eloquently silently overcooks
her thoughts in a her minds kitchenette
my head guillotined and flushed in her blue toilet.
my 283 rd poem
This was an Ode to an American Blog Goddess I accidentally fell in love with ..she was a journaler and a wordsmith
love as a lonely hunter is merely a myth a memory
a cornerstone monolith
#firozeshakir
#beggarpoet
28 June 2007
Not the kind of view you normally associate with the term, but in a way, that's what many, if not most of them look like. Until roughly 100 years ago, somewhere on the field to the left of the road, was the village of Stragholz. Nowadays nothing of it remains; nothing you can see at first glance anyway. There's some trees here that you can still tell marked the perimeters of something once, and occasionally you find broken pieces of pottery and roof tiles in the shrubs, if you know where to look. (Which I don't.)
Up to 20 people lived here in the 1800s, which probably implies there were three or four houses here, timber frame structures presumably. The kind you find in museums like Lindlar and Kommern now. I can't help but wonder how many people lived out their lives here and never once made it to Cologne as the next biggest city, some 20 kilometers away. Traveling even short distances by today's understanding was so much more of an undertaking when your fastest means was a horse. To Wermelskirchen and back, which you can see on the hilltop in the background, is easily a day's march if you don't have any motor vehicles at your disposal. Google maps says it's almost exactly 3 hours from here to Wermelskirchen market place on foot. One way, and on modern roads, in modern shoes, not planning any breaks along the way.
Now, toward the end of Stragholz, some point in the 1910s or 20's at the latest, that wasn't so much the case anymore. The railway was going strong at that point, and the first cars also were starting to come about. And people indeed did start to travel, but from many places like this, it was usually only one way, and off to America. The age of emigration spelled the end for countless small homesteads like this, and whole tracts of land became depopulated almost completely.
With that in mind, it can't be terribly long ago that the last people who still had living memories of Stragholz, have passed away. And now we have the omniscient unavoidable internet, and it knows next to nothing about this place. Only the fact it once existed, and where about it was. It is in the truest meaning of the term, a lost place.
One of the things I love most about living in the city of Manchester is that nobody pays much attention to you, you can go out and slip right into the crowd right away. Hook your music into your ears and you can become whoever you want, feel like whoever you want to be. There's a Sylvia Plath quote I once came across which sums things up nicely:
“I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me. My love's not impersonal yet not wholly subjective either. I would like to be everyone, a cripple, a dying man, a whore, and then come back to write about my thoughts, my emotions, as that person. But I am not omniscient. I have to live my life, and it is the only one I'll ever have. And you cannot regard your own life with objective curiosity all the time...”
I think that's why I like photography so much, I like creating my own little characters and stories that have played in my head. I get to be someone, or create someone for someone else to be, for a picture.
This is from a photoshoot with an awesome girl called Talia Janson! I did a shoot with her sister Ciara back last year, and yesterday was Talia's turn ;) She was so brilliant, I don't think I've ever seen anyone more eager to get into a puddle!! I'll be posting more to twitter, so stay tuned on there if you'd like to see:
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Or for a shoot enquiry just shoot me an email to georgiarosehardy@gmail.com :D
A peacock mosaic from Westminster Cathedral. In Christian art the peacock is used as a symbol of immortality, the hundred eyes of its tail-fan symbolising the omniscient God to whom are desires are known and from whom no secrets are hidden.
Le Sans-Visage vous voit.
Le Sans-Visage sait.
Le Sans-Visage veille sur les rues d'Alençon.
Le Sans-Visage est omniscient.
Et pourtant, le Sans-Visage est visiblement fait de plastique...
Because I'm gonna stand by you. <3
Many artists, poets, musicians and inventors discover that they have a Higher Self – an omniscient source of intelligence guiding their lives with meticulous care and wisdom, navigating the right people and situations into view for the highest and best learning potential, and perpetually trying to communicate directly through synchronicities, visions and dreams. Those who make an accurate, stable connection with their Higher Self truly awaken the genius within – tapping into a limitless reservoir of creativity, intelligence and flawless guidance available to each and every person.
-Divine Cosmos
She awoke with an angel standing at the foot of her bed.
“Do not fear me for I am Jujunezba, Angel of Heaven.”
“Am I dead?”
“No, it is not yet that time. The world is long overdue for a miracle for those who require proof of Him. You, Joanna, have been selected to be that miracle. You have been chosen to found a new faith, a new religion to bring billions of people of Earth into the Beacon of His Love.”
“Joanna? My name is Cindy? Joanna used to live here, but she moved in with her boyfriend about a month ago.”
Jujunezba’s face froze. “Oh,” the Angel said. “I’m not the one who is supposed to be omniscient. Sorry to bother you.” And was gone.
For more AI-generated images with micro stories by me and other members of the Neural Narrative Collective: neural-narrative.blogspot.com/
Photo | Stable Diffusion | Photoshop
"Omniscient" a Photoshop creation using another photo from my lovely and generous friend Jennifer of her beautiful girl.
Explored! 26 August 2017 # 174
Ion Prophecies - Etheyon - Universal Knowledge by Daniel Arrhakis (2017)
With the music : Epic Emotional | Liquid Cinema - Aeterna | Epic Music VN
The Guardian of Knowledge, the illumination of darkness through universal wisdom. A Conscious Future of Knowledge and Interconnections of Worlds.
Unity, Happiness and Peace as a result of a Universal culture that is passed from Generation to Generation in a symbiosis between peoples in which the Common Goal is the Evolution for an Omniscient Universal Spirit shared by all.
It all came to be too much.
The hunger, the fatigue, the near-misses and suspicious glances, the stench of sweat and blood, the stress of every move being observed by an omniscient demon likely bent on world domination...
The heroine threw her head back and screamed for the whole forest to hear. Pain, frustration, confusion, anger, fury: a cacophony bounced off of every tree and rock, but this time, something inside answered her prayers.
Bone and flesh ripped from her back, stretching and splaying into magnificent, powerful wings. A length of bone several feet long emerged from the base of her spine into a sturdy tail. Toes and temples calcified into hooves and horns, hardened and immutable as the heroine's resolve.
Confusion poured through her thoughts at this transformation, but the demonic extensions called to her, drowning it with the urge to fly . . .
Phalut or Falut 3,600 metres is the second highest peak of West Bengal, India. Part of the Singalila Ridge in the Himalayas, it is located at the border of the Indian states of West Bengal and Sikkim and of Nepal. It is located inside the Singalila National Park. A small bunkhouse is near the top of the peak and is administered by the Indian army. Singalila Pass is 17 km away from Phalut. The indigenous tribes surrounding the mountain peak are known as Falutians by outsiders. Falutians have a 300-year history of worshipping the mountain peak, and believe that Phalut is an omniscient god. They refer to the mountain peak as "Omna Re Ay".
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Cartney _ UC @ Mainstore maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Sounds%20Gravis%20Beach/10...
Helmet _ Piedestal _ AZOURY @ Dubai Event maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Horizon%20Beach/114/141/29
Ankle Boots _ Omniscient _ AZOURY @ Cosmopolitan maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/No%20Comment/131/61/22
Pose _ Del May
taken @ The House That Love Built ( Solveig )