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I'm still alive for the few who are questioning it...Just been busy with stupid life getting in the way
This golden crowned sparrow was hopping around the dirt for food. With the head cocked like this, it looked questioning to me! Near the Willamette in Downtown Portland.
In Sera Monastery, monks debate Buddhist logic, philosophy, and scriptures through structured argument, gestures, and questioning.
To touch the cup with eager lips and taste, not drain it;
To woo and tempt and count a bliss, and not attain it;
To fondle and caress a joy, yet hold it lightly;
To watch the sunset in the west without regretting;
To hail its advent in the east, the night forgetting;
To smother care in happiness, and grief in laughter;
To hold the present close, not questioning the hereafter;
To have enough to share, to know the joy of giving;
To thrill with all the sweets of life -- that's living.
Unknown
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In 1882, another architectural contest was held, involving 189 architects. This time the winner, the architect of Frankfurt, Paul Wallot, would be able to execute his project. On June 9, 1884, the first stone was finally laid by William I. Before the construction was completed, in 1894, William died (1888, the year of the three emperors), and his successor, William II of Germany, Questioning the parliamentary institute. The original building was acclaimed especially for the construction of an original glass and steel dome, a masterpiece of the technique of the era.
The current German parliament is called the Bundestag. In today's use, the German word Reichstag is therefore mainly related to the building.
In 1992 Sir Norman Foster won another architectural contest for the reconstruction of the building. His winning project appeared very different from what was then executed. Before the start of the reconstruction, the Reichstag was "packed" by the Bulgarian-US artist Christo in 1995, in an event attracting millions of visitors.
During the reconstruction, the palace was completely emptied, removing everything except the exterior walls, including all the changes made by Baumgarten's work of the sixties. The parliamentary seats were transferred to the Reichstag in April 1999. Reconstruction is widely regarded as a success and has become a tourist attraction because the Reichstag, and especially the large glass dome that was erected on the roof in memory of the original Of 1894, provide one of the most attractive panoramas for Berlin visitors, giving a remarkable view of the city, especially at night. The dome is open to the public under reservation.
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Nel 1882, si tenne un altro concorso architettonico, cui parteciparono 189 architetti. Questa volta il vincitore, l'architetto di Francoforte, Paul Wallot, sarebbe riuscito ad eseguire il suo progetto. Il 9 giugno 1884, la prima pietra fu finalmente posata da Guglielmo I. Prima che la costruzione venisse completata, nel 1894, Guglielmo I morì (1888, l'anno dei tre imperatori), e il suo successore, Guglielmo II di Germania, mise in discussione l'istituto del parlamento. L'edificio originale fu acclamato soprattutto per la costruzione di una originale cupola di vetro e acciaio, un capolavoro della tecnica dell'epoca.
L'attuale parlamento tedesco si chiama Bundestag. Nell'uso odierno, il termine tedesco Reichstag si riferisce quindi principalmente all'edificio.
Nel 1992 sir Norman Foster vinse un altro concorso architettonico per la ricostruzione dell'edificio. Il suo progetto vincente appariva molto diverso da quello che fu poi eseguito. Prima dell'inizio della ricostruzione, il Reichstag, nel 1995, fu "imballato" dall'artista bulgaro-statunitense Christo, in un evento che attrasse milioni di visitatori.
Durante la ricostruzione, il palazzo fu completamente svuotato, togliendo tutto ad eccezione dei muri esterni, compresi tutti i cambiamenti fatti dal lavoro di Baumgarten degli anni sessanta. I seggi del parlamento furono trasferiti al Reichstag nell'aprile 1999. La ricostruzione viene ampiamente considerata un successo ed è diventata un'attrazione turistica anche perché il Reichstag, e soprattutto la grande cupola di vetro che è stata eretta sul tetto in memoria dell'originale del 1894, forniscono una delle panoramiche più attraenti per i visitatori di Berlino, dando una vista notevole della città, specialmente di notte. La cupola è aperta al pubblico sotto prenotazione
“Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning.”
~Albert Einstein
Leaving Lake Yosemite I stopped the car seeing this pretty little Western Scrub Jay looking for breakfast in the grass...shot this out the passenger side window with my 500mm lens.
Will be gone most of the day and will catch up with you as soon as I can.
For that twinkle in his eye, please view Large On Black
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I have three types of lilies in the pond. This one is the tropical lily. It does not bloom in the winter months. All winter long I was questioning the decision to try the tropical lily since the other two bloom year round. Since it has started blooming, I am no longer questioning that decision. The blooms are beautiful and adds a nice change for the warmer months. Maybe I should say hotter months. The past winder was so mild it felt more like spring than winter.
The greenery in the background is from the aquatic sensitive plant or what some call peanuts because of the shape of the little yellow flowers on that plant. The sensitive plant has long stems and is covered with those little yellow flowers. It provides a nice nursery for the mosquito fish and a home for the smallest bluegill.
This cute little girl was a demon … Always running, questioning, capturing our attention …
I baptised her Lei, a forename whos stands in Chinese for restless, hyper dynamic … For a short while, when I took her portrait, she was rather calm …
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Cette adorable petite fille était un véritable démon… Toujours en train de courir, de questionner, de capter notre attention…
Je l'ai baptisée Lei, un prénom qui signifie en chinois « agitée », « hyper dynamique »… Pendant un court instant, lorsque j'ai pris son portrait, elle était plutôt calme…
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Isn't it funny, life gets on top of you and you find yourself questioning things: Why am I bothering with this shit? So what if I post a stupid fuckin' flower photo? At this moment, maybe here just ain't the right place to showcase my creativity?
Ha! Fortunately (...or not, depending on your point of view) , I have a couple of beers and all those questions go down the drain like the ending to White Punks on Dope.
"Ha! Ha! Ha! Is that alright? Ha! Ha! Ha!"
"Akino tetoron wa teijin desu."
If at all interested, zip up to the 6:35 minute to see what I'm on about: 'White Punks on Dope' - The Tubes.
*Note: all textures my own, unless specifically credited.
Your head is yellow, just like mine is! You look kinda new in town! I haven't seen you around before have I?He stood there like this for 15 minutes, telling the ball every phrase that he knew! Quite a character he is!
What people see of you on the outside often doesn’t match what is happening inside you. You try to be “ok enough” when extremely harmful experiences have left you feeling so trapped in the darkness, overwhelmed, questioning reality and suffering so much that you just want it all to end. Over your lifetime this has been a difficult struggle and sometimes you were not even fully aware this was happening. It’s a big burden to try to conceal and hide your pain inside so that you don’t bother, burden, inconvenience and upset others. Keeping this intense battle locked inside is very isolating, painful and life threatening. Very slowly, over time, with a tremendous amount of intense, meaningful internal work and with steadfast support you are seeing some growth and improvement. It is still an extremely difficult struggle and sometimes you can start to see the light that is beyond the darkness.
[image created on 2-24-2024]
Recently I became very fascinated by digital pinhole photography. This image was created with a modified pinhole body cap. I think I’m drawn to this type of photography because I feel it relates to my life and it seems to teach me far beyond photography. There are strict limitations that can drastically alter how images are captured and the final outcome of the photos, there is a lack of clarity compared to how I normally capture images with a lens, it’s difficult to predict exactly how the image will look and beauty and meaning can be found in the process and the final photo. It gives me a chance to practice embracing the unfamiliar, change, finding beauty in imperfection and growing in new ways.
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As a way to cope with circumstances beyond my control, survive and work to keep fighting for life I decided to try to take at least one photo (or more) each day. I call this “a photo (or more) a day.” Practicing this form of therapeutic photography helps me work to focus on the present moment, gives me something familiar and enjoyable to focus on as I use photography skills that have become like second-nature to me and being able to view the images I capture helps me recall what I was thinking, feeling and noticing at the moment when I created the photos. More of the photos from this series can be seen on my Instagram account
I may not always have the energy, time or capacity to share photos from this series—especially with the very challenging circumstances my family and I are experiencing—and will do my best to continue taking a photo (or more) a day even if I’m not able to share.
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The length that I have gone through to satisfy my urge of creating Images that everyone can appreciate has had a lot of people questioning my sanity.
Starting out in “Portrait photography” you will soon learn that no “Model” has the patience to sit and wait for you to finish fiddling with your camera settings, adjusting your lights, and metering for a proper exposure. As I have been known to be a slow learner, I needed to come up with a solution that would avoid agonizing my Models.
I purchased Mannie over the internet along with the blond wig that has made her stand out from the crowd so to speak. A friend with a sense of humour bought her a lovely outfit from value village to complement her classy style.
Mannie served as my Model and was the only one willing to sit still for hours on end as I practiced my photography over the years. It was a hard and long journey and an art that I am to this day trying to master.
It was in those earlier days when getting up to catch the sunrise was still an exciting time for me and I would stop at nothing to attempt to capture the never ending Beauty that came with it.
As Mannie never complained about the crazy ideas that I would come up with time after time, I'm sure it came as no surprise to her as I sat her in the passenger seat of the car and drove the short distance to Rice Lake on one of those breathtaking mornings before the sun came up.
It was still dark out and only the street lights of Budely revealed the mystery that was about to unfold in the small Village.
There were several Oriental men fishing a short enough distance away that had seen me pull up and turn off my lights. What came next would make them wonder what on earth was happening as I lifted Mannie out of the car and gently carried her to the wooden bench in the middle of the small park that was a part of down town Budely.
The group of men that may have been fishing all night, were close enough where I could hear the whispering and chatter that was coming from them. There was no doubt that I had stirred up a curiosity in them as to why I was lifting this Beautiful Woman out of the car and carrying her across the park.
It was still dark and the sun had barely shown itself over the tree tops in the distance when I finished mounting my camera and setting up my tripod to get the best exposure possible for an early morning shoot such as this.
The chattering from the fishermen had gotten a little louder by now and as I glanced in their direction it looked like one of them had been elected to take a walk over and see what was going on and what I was up to.
I couldn't help but laugh to myself as I watched this little man come casually strolling up the path with his hands in his pockets and pretending to take an early morning walk in the Park.
As he came closer and Just for fun, I started talking to Mannie and told her what a good girl she was for coming out this early. That's a wonderful pose right there now Mannie, I told her, now hold still and don't move while I grab a couple of shots.
It was a look of total bewilderment as he looked in my direction after staring at Mannie for the longest time.
That poor little man would not be the first one in my life that would think that I had lost my mind but the laugh and enjoyment that I have gotten out of situations like these has made it all worthwhile.
“I've always been Crazy but it's kept me from going Insane” (Waylon Jennings)
A questioning look from this Eastern Water-Dragon, frolicking in what pass for Autumn leaves in Sub-tropical Brisbane.
My question is ... where's his tail?
Whitney takes new Poppy Coco on a tour of Room 2...
"And here we have Elizabeth Whitney, who is apparently an important doll. She takes care of everyone's spare kids and farm animals."
Kyle eagerly waves hello.
While Coco is questioning whether it might be better to be a shelf Poppy, Whitney shows off her newest accessory to Elizabeth: "See my new purse I got from convention? Isn't it great? It's Burberry."
"I know what Burberry is," Elizabeth responds, annoyed.
"I wasn't sure if you did: I mean, they feature a more sophisticated plaid pattern than, well, farm plaid."
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#AbFav_VALENTINE_DAY_ 💝
Love me without fear
Trust me without questioning
Need me without demanding
Want me without restrictions
Accept me without change
Desire me without inhibitions
For a love so free....
Will never fly away.
By Dick Sutphen
Keep your heart pure, don't clutter it with a book-keeping of lies.
Keep your love, as tender and sweet as these petals...
Lead and enjoy a good life, do and say things that enrich... and do not forget to tell the people close to you, how much you love them!
Thank you, M, (*_*)
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Candid eye contact street photography from Glasgow, Scotland. As you know by now, I often go out of my way to ensure some eye contact in shots, the result here is perhaps one of the most suspicious looks I have ever received. Enjoy full screen by pressing 'L'.
The dog's questioning and at the same time calm look struck me. Also the position of the owner and the fisherman has something deamlike.
These Hoodoos of the Southwest always get me questioning time and how their Existence will go on for so much longer then we could possibly imagine,- again reminding me to enjoy everyday for what it is and how important it is to do what you Love!🙏
"The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing. One cannot help but be in awe when we contemplate the mysteries of eternity, of life and the marvellous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries merely to comprehend a little of this mystery everyday. Never lose a holy curiosity."
~Albert Einstein
Thanks to Kim Klassen
for February Magic and February Magic Edges. I processed this following one of Kim's tutorials in her Test Kitchen.
This is the last of the mums for now. I picked up this bowl at Value Village in Peterborough some time ago. Always on the look-out for photo props, vases and bowls.
Little old me has been somewhat distant just lately I have been questioning what path I should take or if I should just sit on the embankment watching the world go by!
Don't panic I have no intentions of transisioning I cant even spell it let alone go though with it.
The questioning was more how to control my social media, do I stay here or move on or just disappear from the radar. The more normal things I do as Helen the distant I feel I am becoming from the community.
Does that sound odd?
Anyway after an evening with Janet it became clear I had just got bogged down on very muddy part of the path. So all is well and back to normal.
I think the outfit helped this is really what Helen likes to wear in the colder months I really should try to stop being what others want me t be.
Cayucos, California
I am frequently amazed at how well intertidal animals blend in with their surroundings, but I am equally amazed at how others stand out. This one has both qualities. But I DID see it move past a bright red-orange bryozoan colony that gave me pause just while I was questioning the bright color of the central disc.
One thing I've learned about photography, sometimes you have to go off of your gut feelings. Just basically saying, you know what, I'm going out into the field regardless of the outcome. This particular outing with my buddy Paul Rojas, we had plans on heading to central Utah. This was a trip that we had planned months in advance, but had to change our plans at the VERY last minute due to horrible weather conditions in the area. We changed our plans and decided to head Trona Pinnacles.
Here's where the adventure begins. I've driven in adverse conditions before, but this....this was some other level stuff. The minute I hit the park boundary of Death Valley heading to Trona, it was a torrential downpour. The roads were starting to flood the further into the valley I went. I was hydroplaning all over the place. I had my windshield wipers going at the highest speed and it wasn't doing a damn thing. At this point I contemplated turning around several times, and starting questioning myself, what the hell am I doing driving in the middle of the desert, in a storm, at 3am? Who does that? And to further clarify my statements about the torrential rain, this was the weekend that Death Valley got hit with all the flash floods.
By time I arrived at Trona, my brain was completely fried from all the white knuckle driving I had been doing for the past 2 1/2 hours. When it was all said and done, In the end we were blessed with a Toyota 4 Runner stuck in clay/mud(Paul and I playing in the mud AGAIN...another story) and absolutely killer conditions. It was worth all the stress and tight butt cheeks....would do it again? Yes, in a heartbeat!
Peace and Love
The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing.
~Albert Einstein
Model: Caitlin Hamilton
Photographer: Justin Bonaparte
Copyright 2020 by Justin Bonaparte. All Rights Reserved.
...nah, it is just a keyhole I photographed a few years ago!
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Café Frequenters Episode 89
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( letter Written to Mr. White 17 Nov 1999 )
Hi and Hello Mr White!
...or as we say here in Sweden when we talk about your former deeds and quests Mr. W (W with a large candy polka W!
yes all the rumors that circulate around about all the things you and your mighty hair did, they will never fade away from us mere mortals who didn´t escape this country of eternal strife, for the promised life on the Green Paradise Island!
How are the minions you keep at home? that Christian Swede and the Non-redhead seed-bearer of yours? the Munk hasn´t written for a while, has he caught some plague or has he gone mute with the ballpoint?
I am dead tired, the black pub for far to late again... well this tiredness is gonna be worst off when this weekend has past two parties are all ready planned Friday and that lesser known day the is behind that day!
The best thing is just to ignore those weak urges to close your eves and rest in school!
Right now I am at Café Pelles, what a surprise, well I needed
something stronger than that brown mud I brew at home!
...Oh By the Way mighty Mr W.!
you must have a look at my brand new homepage I have built . I have made certain to never get conscripted to either the army or forced labour for the rest of my life...
Can you imagine that they thought me HTML at school?
Ha, ha, ha, those fools, I mean this Internet has just started and now they let me loose at it...
Oh, yeah I am kind of enjoying my school, weird isn´t it?
I kind of enjoy the strange bunch of characters they collected and they thought me HTML at school too!
oh Yeah!
I will writer the at the front of the envelope so your mailman and the double-sisters working at the post office also can have a peak!
...oh yeah I am even friends with some of the teachers at my school! weird isn´t it? so I guess even the Devil can change to tailor made suits once in a while!
Ok I have to focus on my coffee now for a while, write soon!
all the best!
/ Johnny B.
Many people are questioning the unfettered power of the U.S. Supreme Court after some very controversial and disappointing recent decisions. I came across this sentiment painted onto a local sidewalk on my morning walk today.
The same ultra-conservative Supreme Court has decided that state laws that preclude open-carry of guns are unconstitutional and at the same time, a woman has no constitutionally documented right over what happens in her womb. So we are forced to bear children that we don't want, or can't afford to bring up, just to have them killed in school shootings.... :(
My 365-2022: #188 of 365
Taken and edited with iPhone 5 and iPad.
Apps Used: SlowShutter, Juxtaposer, Superimpose, ScratchCam, Glaze, iColorama, PixlrExpress+,?
"He viewed us, as we passed him by,
With calm and yet with questioning eye,
But moveless still, as though the stone
Were portion of his being's own."
~ Edward Robeson Taylor
It is great.... what we find when we go looking for birds. An Oriental Garden Lizard sitting motionless hoping I would not notice it. I pretended I didn't.
[Log Entry]
After we got in the canyon I decided to take roll call. We had 4 troops total, half of them being myself and Sharp. The other two troopers were CT-3052 'Blast', and CT-2957 'Nix'. Blast had a knack for explosions, and Nix got his name because he had a hard time getting direct hits. Blast's best friend was CT-3026 'Cam', who had just been killed. He didn't seem too keen to talk about it. We trudged on through the canyon, occasionally having to shoot a Geonosian out of the sky. Good thing they're easy to kill...
[Log End]
Sorry this builds a little late. I got really busy yesterday. I had the next build done, but I really wanted a build in between.
“The important thing is to not stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existence. One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries merely to comprehend a little of this mystery each day.
—"Old Man's Advice to Youth: 'Never Lose a Holy Curiosity.'" LIFE Magazine (2 May 1955) p. 64”
― Albert Einstein
Own image textured with Topaz Impression 2
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Most of the time the shots I take are like spontaneous explosions of light and soul.
Both the subject and I usually walk away from these encounters feeling good and with a little extra spring to our step.
I've always enjoyed these moments.
I feed off of them and they've brought me so much.
Sometimes I see these faces in my dreams too.
But those dreams feel good.
They don't lead me to question anything anymore than when is the next time I'm gonna get out and shoot some street.
My pursuit of street closeup photography came at a time in my life when I was looking for 'real.'
At a time when I was questioning so many external truths.
It really shaped the way that I use the camera.
I promised myself that I'd be honest in this endeavor.
Yeah... I might write some pretty good stories on occasion...
but the images are unadulterated truth and they always have been.
Only one of my street photographs has ever been edited in photoshop and that was to tone down the high-contrast overexposure of a person's nose.
Even that was a dilemma...
but the photograph was incredible and it made explore within an hour of my posting it.
I think it did justice to the soul of the man that I shot.
The rest of my photographs have only had their exposure, contrast and saturation tweaked and I always try to do that honestly too...
to make the picture 'feel' the way that I remembered the moment.
I've gotten some really supportive and informative emails since I posted the photograph and the story that I put up yesterday.
That's what I was hoping would happen when I wrote what I wrote.
Apparently this kind of thing happens a lot to other professionals who deal intimately with people and their struggles.
It's nice not to feel alone when your soul's in turmoil and I appreciate the thoughts of you who sent me the flickrmails that you did.
One of them really hit home:
"I read what you wrote about the fear and the dreams...
This reminds me very much of the burn out some professionals feel when working closely with people. I know personally how other people's lives and problems can just tear you apart- leaving you unable to function, unable to help them like you did before. There is a very fine line between sympathy and internalization. It can be difficult to only be sympathetic - perhaps it leaves you feeling like you aren't giving the person your all. But in order to continue to work you desire to do, there is a certain distance, for lack of a better word, that you must maintain. Remaining sincerely sympathetic without internalizing is necessary. And it doesn't mean you aren't sincere or giving it your all or not being the best that you can be. Its survival and what has to be in order to continue your work."
The words realy struck me and I know that I've been putting my whole heart and soul into these portraits.
I started reading about a condition that affects doctors a lot... something called 'compassion fatigue' and it was a big help.
I was shocked when I read this on one website :
"Do you know it takes two classes of medical students every year just to replace the physicians who are lost to suicide?"
It was sympathy with the strugles of others that really helped me to put my life back on track and that complete strangers shared so much of their lives with me has been a gift that I'll always truly appreciate.
It gave me real perspective.
I never considered the difference between 'sympathy' and 'internalization' before I read this message.
I guess it's the internalization that's been whats affected me so deeply.
Whenever I came across someone deep in their own struggle I always looked into my own soul and tried to 'feel' what they were going through.
Maybe I've done that too well.
The writer nails it when they point out that 'it doesn't mean you aren't sincere or giving it your all or not being the best' if you maintain a certain 'distance' from the pain of your subjects when you relate to them.
There is my battle.
To get the images I want to share with you I've got to put myself in the position of equality with the people that I shoot.
At least that's been my approach so far.
I know that's what creates the window to the soul that I like to shoot through.
I know that that's what makes the difference between a 'soul-portrait' and a documentary shot.
After I take those shots I get really reflective about my life and life in general.
Sometimes I find myself thinking deeply about that person and their life long after the shutter's clicked.
There is a price of the soul that one pays for lingering in that zone and I've paid it deeply.
I've addressed these things to my own satisfaction.
Understanding that the dreams were a problem was the first order of business.
Getting them to stop was the second.
And I had a good idea what was causing them.
Once I stopped shooting the closeups of these people the dreams stopped.
That put me in a tough spot.
It was doing the thing that I dearly loved that was whacking my soul.
So I took some time off and I looked at it all.
Part of the honesty of the body of images that I've created has come from not being afraid to point my camera anywhere.
To be open to capturing any image of anything that life should present me with.
I usually don't go out seeking images of people struggling in their lives.
I happen upon them.
What happens if I determine that I don't have the strength of soul that it takes to continue capturing these kinds of images?
Will I have lost any and all claim to honesty in what I do?
If I don't shoot one very powerful component of life on the street is the product of my effort really and genuinely 'Faces on the Street' or is it by way of avoidance and editorialism 'Happy Faces on the Street?'
That's something I've still got to come to terms with.
I don't know how I can change my approach so that I don't internalize the pain of some of the people I shoot.
I'm likely to accept that it's just a 'karmic cost of doing business' that way.
If only I could find the balance point.
If only I could find a way to look at this aspect of life yet not let it throw my soul into the turmoil that it has.
I've got so many more photographs that I just couldn't post because I couldn't look at them.
I think what sustained my strength was that I saw some good coming out of the images.
Timothy Manley had dozens of people help him out after they saw his photograph on my stream.
He got a job and I haven't seen him on the streets.
I'm going to figure this out.
I'll continue on the path of introspection I've laid out for myself.
If anyone understands what's happened to me and has any wisdom that might help me to get through this barrier I would really appreciate that.
Until I've broken down that wall I'll keep looking for the light and I'll keep my eye on the love.
Photographs like this make that so much easier.
We're all in this thing called 'life' together.
The streets more than anything have taught me one thing:
We're all on the same journey.
More random chance experiments, this one a sea of colour.
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Curiosity has its own reason for existing. One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries merely to comprehend a little of this mystery every day. Never lose a holy curiosity.
~ Albert Einstein
Thanks to everyone for viewing my photostream, giving comments and faves. I'm working on catching up with your photos. Flickr is great, but today I just had to do something for my body. I climbed Porezen of 1622 m today. There's still looooots of snow there, but it was sunny and warm, even the wind was kind. Unfortunately I didn't bring my camera, I found my backpack way too heavy as it was. See you soon!
Explore March 22, 2009 - Highest Position: #280
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