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i haven't uploaded stuff in awhile so the titles are a bit bland....
another quote/cubism thing i did for the hell of it. i think i might sell these as prints on etsy.
"there are no shortcuts to anyplace worth going" - beverly sills
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it feels unreal to live here in temp home..like i would be in another country. can't explain. still must be optimistic and keep the head high..hopefully soon we'll be back home again.
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I hope you're about to have an amazing day.
I've made that my goal.
In the last five or six... shit... maybe seven years I've been in so much trouble.
I've been in a lot of trouble I've deserved and that's a bummer but it doesn't bother me.
But trouble you find yourself in that you don't deserve to be in...
that's a different story.
Especially when it's motivated by revenge... anger... or a vendetta.
I've had a hard time dealing with that.
A really hard time.
Paying thousands upon thousands of dollars in lawyer's fees to deal with pure fiction.
And when fiction gets you into trouble that becomes a 'real problem.'
I've gone through a number of trials...
in one the prosecution told me that if I didn't take their 'deal' that they were going to ask the judge to send me to jail for a year.
Damn... for something that never happened... a malicious and manipulative fabrication.
I hope you never know what that experience is like.
But it happens to people every single day in this country.
Yesterday I was able to put all of that behind me.
It feels so good.
Shit... I got into so much trouble in the last few years that it started to weave itself together.
'This trouble' and 'that trouble' came together and they became 'one trouble.'
I blew the whistle on some government wrongdoing that hurt a lot of people.
A few people are going to spend quite a bit of time in federal prison for it.
People in your government who were either responsible, complicit or negligent got away with it completely and remain in positions of authority in your government today.
There should be a few more going to prison but they're powerful and wealthy people and their only punishment for destroying the health and lives of so many people are millions of dollars in legal bills and the disgrace of their names.
I will always maintain that they murdered those people.
To them I say 'fuck you... you deserve it... in fact you deserve so much more.'
If nothing else karma will have your ass.
In the end I believe that I will be personally responsible for a whole bunch of attorneys making more than a hundred million dollars.
Maybe hundreds of millions of dollars.
Stirred up a shitstorm on that one alright.
The prosecution of these government officials by the government is a disgrace in itself.
They seem hell bent on keeping the truth from the people and prosecuting only to the extent that they need to in order to look like they actually 'gave a shit.'
Your government has a propensity to try not to make itself look bad.
I can assure you that anyone you've ever seen prosecuted for government corruption wasn't really prosecuted for that... they were prosecuted for 'stepping on the toes' of someone else in a powerful position or a coalition of people in positions of power.
But I go on without anger or malice in my heart.
Because it's filled with love and light.
I have spent so much time in court in the last five years I never want to walk through the doors of a courthouse again.
I don't like courthouse doors.
They give me the willies because I know what goes on there.
It isn't fair or pretty or real.
And as much as I've been there I've never seen 'justice' once.
I've only seen highly intelligent people manipulate the realities of what happened to try and change the outcome for their clients.
And I've seen them do that well.
I once spent a day on the stand as a witness... cross examined by the defense they just tore me apart... got me to admit to things I couldn't believe I admitted to even as I admitted them... precisely the way that they wanted me to admit to them.
I got off that stand that day expecting to be taken straight to jail in handcuffs.
For a long time.
I whispered to the attorney... 'did I just admit to a felony?'
That letter I wrote to the Chief of Police... the one that in his chambers the Judge complimented me for saying 'I have never seen such a despicable letter written to a public official in all my time as a judge'...
he said it with a smile because he knew that I was right.
How can it be 'blackmail' if you tell a guy that if he doesn't 'do the right thing' that you're gonna 'squeeze his nuts in the nutcracker until they pop.'
But they really made it look like blackmail... or witness tampering at the very least.
And I signed that letter with my name.
'Statute of Limitations' you've been a friend to me.
I got off that stand and I didn't even like myself.
I realized that they could have done the same thing to Mother Teresa.
A good lawyer could tear her apart and make an evil dictator look like a 'victim' of her 'diabolical scheming and manipulative ways.'
I've seen so many things I only wish I could 'unsee.'
But I stood up and did the right thing.
Sometimes that was the hardest thing to do.
Gahd it cost me a lot.
I did my civic duty.
If no one stands up to fight evil and challenge wrongdoing the world will crumble into a state that I'd hate to see it fall into if only for the fact that I have children who will have to live here even after I'm gone.
Yesterday I became free of the last vestiges of those years of conflict.
It was the most personal battle in that long series of battles.
I don't think it's really sunk in yet.
I keep 'looking behind me' still.
Thinking 'what in the hell is gonna happen next.'
I must have asked the attorneys a half a dozen times... is this it... is it over... can any of this shit be regurgitated... revived... dug up... brought up again or otherwise reincarnated to come back and haunt my ass anymore?
'No' I was told again and again.
I still don't believe it.
Maybe it will sink in over the next couple of 'conflict free' weeks.
I've learned so much.
I've learned that when you go to court and there's a dude there to sketch you with pastels that you're in a world of shit.
I've learned that when Dr. Phil chimes in you're fucked.
I've learned that I look goofy on television.
I've learned how awkward it is to see your life all over the newspapers, the TV, the radio and especially the internet.
I've learned so many things.
I have seen the very worst in human behavior and I hope I see nothing like it ever again.
I've watched people fight just to fight and in the end only end up fighting with themselves.
I've seen people pervert the justice system with their vendettas and try to use the courts of this state purely for revenge.
I've sat there or stood there and watched people lie under oath.
Flat out lie.
No big.
I've seen people violate the orders of the court without getting so much as a slap on the hand.
I've seen people get away with murder.
But I did what I had to do.
And in the end most of the bullshit and the shennanigans were made apparent by the light of day.
Maybe it took an excruciatingly long time.
But I've seen a judge make wise and fair judgements.
That's the one thing I'm left with being impressed with throughout the debacles of these last few years.
I don't know how the hell these judges do it.
They always hear two very different stories and they've got to render a judgement and go home and sleep that night.
Yesterday a judge thoroughly impressed me with his command of the courtroom and the fairness of his judgement.
But if he could have only 'heard the truth' he would have probably judged things differently.
Our legal system makes it hard to even bring the truth in front of that judge not just sometimes... but all of the time.
I'm not sure if I'm at liberty to say much more at this point...
partly because I still can't believe I'm done with this shit... and partly because I've had that liberty 'taken away from me' and I don't know where that stands.
I slept better last night than I have in a long time.
I woke up ready to take on the day and focus on the things in my life that need to be focused on...
not to deal with a bunch of bullshit that wasn't real in a fight that was being obviously fought for the sake of fighting it and nothing else.
The morning sunshine looked so much brighter today.
I feel so much lighter.
My heart is filled with love and light.
I feel free.
I am filled with an optimism that I haven't been filled with in a long time.
And I feel good.
I feel really good.
I hope you're feeling good and optimistic today too.
I hope you're feelin' that love and light just like I am.
Photo captured via Minolta MD Rokkor-X 85mm F/1.7 lens. Spokane Indian Reservation. Selkirk Mountains Range. Okanogan-Colville Xeric Valleys and Foothills section within the Northern Rockies Region. Inland Northwest. Stevens County, Washington. Early November 2020.
Exposure Time: 0.5 sec. * ISO Speed: ISO-100 * Aperture: F/11 * Bracketing: None * Color Temperature: 4198 K * Plug-In: 43 Autumn Lightroom Presets * Filter: Hoya HMC CIR-PL (⌀55mm) * Elevation: 2,436 feet above sea-level
12" x 16"
Oil & Acrylic on Wood Panel
2008
for "the Safest Place in the World" show at Green Lantern Gallery Chicago Feb 29th 2008.
(Sold)
Collection of Jonathan Olsson
This has to be the barmiest bus route I have ever ridden on. Sometime, long ago, in a fit of over-optimism, Maidstone and District started a Saturday only bus route to a deserted and desolate part of the Isle of Sheppey. Leaving habitation behind at Eastchurch service 64 went for miles down a minor road passing occasional farmsteads before terminating at an obscure T junction within sight of an ancient chapel and a remote pub. Until about the time of the First World War there had been a ferry from near the pub across the Swale to the mainland north of Oare, out on the marshes near Faversham.
I would imagine that if everyone from every building the bus passed after Eastchurch caught the bus into Sheerness to do their shopping there still wouldn't be a full load! Perhaps there were more agricultural labourers once - but there certainly weren't in December 1972 when I took this picture. Unfortunately this Leyland Leopard was one of the first buses I had ever seen in NBC green. The service consisted of a journey from Harty at about 13:45. The return trip didn't leave Sheerness until 19:20. Amazingly the service survived (renumbered 334) until about 1980, with the odd timetable unaltered to the end.
Shortly before it came off for good I tried to ride on it again. This time, rather than making an out-and-back trip, I walked to Harty from Leysdown. At about the time the bus was due a taxi came to a halt beside me and a man got out - he said that I had better go back in the cab as the bus had been cut! I was astonished that there had been another potential passenger, but was grateful to take the cab. Later when I tried to claim the taxi fare off M&D I was told that there hadn't been a suitable bus available and therefore the cancellation was a "circumstance beyond their control". I wrote back pointing out that with all due respect, not having a bus was not a circumstance beyond their control! They ignored this letter....
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Taken for Our Daily Challenge for the 7th March 2011; "half".
Is the glass half empty, or half full?
After searching online for quotes for this image to do with optimism and "the glass is always half full", I know feel very optimistic and inspired, and will never look at the glass as "half empty" again!
A couple of my favourites from my searching -
"I dreamed impossible dreams. And the dreams turned out beyond anything I could possibly imagine. You know, from my point of view, I'm the luckiest cat on the planet." Hugh Hefner (!)
"Anything's possible if you've got enough nerve" J K Rowling (I kinda think that's true).
Oooo and I nearly forgot, my Sigma 10mm-20mm lens arrived this morning! YAY, Happy Birthday to me (a bit early though!). It arrived really quickly. Took like 4 days to get from Hong Kong to Sydney to Darwin!
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(this is a photograph, no photo-editing)
Clem brought his daughter, Lucy, to work with him. She had never ridden in a train engine before let alone driven one. Pretty big day for a four year old. Too bad Clem suffered a heart attack and hadn't bothered showing Lucy how to stop the train!
The above story is fictitious.
Kern County, California 2013
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Marc Ribot - “Optimism of the Spirit”
Our Daily Challenge ~ Dalai Lama Quotes
Stay safe and well everyone.
Thank you to everyone who pauses long enough to look at my photo. Any comments or Faves are very much appreciated
I'm going to be optimistic today. Because, frankly, I really really need it.
1. I love my cameras. Even though I grumble about it a lot, I do enjoy looking back on my past 365s, so I can only imagine I will do the same for this one. Even the crappy, quick snaps like this.
2. My kid is my ultimate happiness. There is nothing more amazing or unexplainable than the love between a mother and her child.
3. I really enjoy rain. I know, sunshine is lovely, and lately I've been craving it...but nothing beats that low-lying blanket of clouds and the sound of raindrops plunking into puddles. For me, anyway.
4. I love coffee. A lot. I grew up every day of my life watching my parents sit at the breakfast table with big mugs of steaming coffee and talk and laugh. It's more than just some awesomely delicious liquid that zaps the sleep outta me. It's...comfort and habitual and a memory.... and I adore that.
5. I love simplicity and snuggly clutter. Yes, both. I like things like...bare white walls and a simple one color bedspread with a shelf that is just chock full of knick knacks and odds and ends. It's a balance, you see.
6. I love that feeling when you wake up all warm and comfy and know you have nowhere to be. Of course, I'm a mommy...so technically...I always have 'somewhere' to be...but at least I can do it in my jammies.
7. I love it when I can't find the words to finish what I want to say, or I say the wrong word, and whoever I'm talking to just knows exactly what I mean and doesn't say a word. Bliss.
8. I love the smell of a new book. I also love the sound it makes when you first open it.
9. I love it when everything is where it belongs. I have a mini-panic attack when I wake up to a mess...pretty much anywhere.
10. I love laughing so hard that I feel it in my stomache...the next day. Where, its so funny you are in physical pain and your eyes water. It doesn't sound awesome, but trust me....it makes your whole week better.
11. I love waking up from happy dreams, and my whole day seems that much brighter.
12. I love simple pleasures. Like a surprise candy bar, or water by my bed when I wake up, or when a diaper miraculously changes itself. Yep, my husband is pretty good at that stuff.
13. I love warm, sunny summer evenings where you have nothing but a screen door between you and the smell of growth and moisture and bbqs, and you can almost hear the grass move as you watch it.
14. I love days of quiet and privacy, where I can wander around in my shorts and tank tops all day and noone sees me but my 1 yr old. If the doorbell rings, I ain't home.
15. For every minute you are angry you lose sixty seconds of happiness. ~ Emerson
*hugs*
mwah
.K
Random Fact: 16 pennies stacked up equals one inch, and 16 pennies in a line is one foot.
In March 1969 the prototype Bristol VRLL Eastern Coach Works bodied double deck motor coach for Standerwick, fleet number 50, was in Victoria Coach Station. There was so much optimism and excitement for this and subsequent vehicles of the batch at the time, but I think they eventually became a liability due to a number of problems in their design. My photo.
Learner's definition of
OPTIMISM : a feeling or belief that good things will happen in the future : a feeling or belief that what you hope for will happen
Both of them expressed optimism about the future of the town.
The early sales reports are cause/reason/grounds for optimism.
Most of us reacted to the news with cautious/guarded optimism. [=a feeling that something good may happen but will not definitely happen]
— opposite pessimism
They say that hope makes the world go round. Whether we admit this as an universal truth is a different argument altogether . But my world does revolve around hope. The impossible optimist that I am, I live on hope. I hope clean drinking water would be available to all and every child would have a fair education. I hope to wake up one day to a world where there is no poverty, no fanaticism, no war, no genocide. I hope that each of my days start only to end perfectly. I hope my friends and my loved ones would be by my side at all times. I hope that one day transcontinental travel time would let me see my mum almost as soon as I start missing her. I hope to be able to cook up a fabulous meal in a jiffy. I hope to be able to possess a Louis Vuitton without having to spend a fortune on it. I hope that these cups will magically breed cakes overnight. I hope of new hopes every day.
Photo captured from the Sweet Creek Falls Interpretive Trail at Sweet Creek Rest Area, alongside State Route 31, the International Selkirk Loop and the North Pend Oreille Scenic Byway, via Minolta MD W.Rokkor-X 24mm F/2.8 Lens. Selkirk Mountains Range. Northern Rockies Region. Inland Northwest. Pend Oreille County, Washington. Early October 2017.
Exposure Time: 1/160 sec. * ISO Speed: ISO-250 * Aperture: F/4 * Bracketing: None * Color Temperature: 3905 K
Another day, another dollar spent.
I'm also not grumpy today, so hells to the yes on that.
I also think this might be a record, as I took only 2 shots. For setting up a manipulation, even with me being one to half-ass things, still I am impressed by that number.
Inspiration for this? A lot of shit hitting the fan and me seeing a jar in my closet. *click*
My kid is bored. I better go play happy entertaining mommy. :)
G'night yo
mwah
.K
Random Fact: A henley style shirt is called so because it is a no-collar knit with buttoned placket, and they were worn by rowers in Henley, England. It was originally a rower’s shirt.