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We were both questioning life...
Why?
Why?
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Ela eh demais....
A gente tava no mesmo pensamento.
Uai?
Uai?
Y.....
"Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow.
The important thing is not to stop questioning."
-Albert Einstein
“At my foot, frantic to dance, you cast a glance, a laughing, questioning, melting rocking glance: twice only you stirred your rattle with your small hands, and my foot was already rocking with dancing frenzy.”
#noediting according to my brother the sky really looked that purple - he took this capture, and he sent it to me. #nofilter This photo seems so fake, though. To me, at least! Did anyone saw/experienced/heard (about) something like this before? a purple PURPLE sky?! Without editing? for real?
Any information about this phenomena will be of great value. Thanks in advance.
I think I read somewhere that this unusual sky color may be due to pollution...
Am I questioning my brother? [Always (haha)].
No, I mean... I'm not saying that he edited this pic or anything. It's just... I don't know. Sometimes a camera fails to capture the beauty and magic of a scene the way your eyes want it to (especially a cell phone capture). It is like when you are trying to take a moon picture. By the way, I can't do moon pictures! My pictures of the moon are always a total bleh.
Anyway...
And don’t worry. I got my brother’s permission to post this picture here
With bitter cold temps and a stout wind, I was questioning myself driving down to find D708. After hiking in the snow, the wind and cold wasn't as bad, and the warm feeling I got when I looked at the back of the camera made it all worth it. passing the signal protecting the west end of Fowlerville siding, D708 wastes no time creating a mini blizzard in their wake.
Work, Rest, Love, Play.
(Some recent comments questioning which end is "UP". Well, I won't tell, other than to say when I was photographing one end, someone came up to me and said, those are some nice shots of his bottom.)
If questioning would make us wise, no eyes would ever gaze in eyes; if all our tale were told in speech, no mouths would wonder each to each.
were spirits free from mortal mesh and love not bound in hearts of flesh no aching breasts would yearn to meet and find their ecstasy complete.
For you is there and lives and knows the secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need to thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?
Then seek not, sweet, the "if" and "why" i love you now until i die. For i must love because i live and life in me is what you give.
This wasp was walking on a window. When the lens approached, she tilted her head to the side and looked at this questioningly
Magpie Lark (Grallina cyanoleuca) male
I got as far as the Suzanne Cory High School in the wind yesterday before deciding to turn for home. The Muddie was foraging on the edge of the school's sports oval. He seemed to be questioning what I was doing.
One of my attempts at the "Macro Mondays" theme "Tradition".
The New Years Eve tradition of 'Bleigießen' (molibdomancy/lead-pouring), is commonly found in certain parts of Europe and some other countries, if online sources are to be believed. Small metal figurines (in shapes of good luck symbols, bottles etc.) are molten in a special spoon over a candle and then poured into a bowl of water! The shapes which are created by that are then interpreted as signs/symbols for the coming year!
In my home country of Austria it‘s not something everybody does, but it seems to be common enough for these little metal figurines to be sold in grocery stores all around! If you stop to think about it, it‘s probably not the best idea ever to add molten metal and fumes into the mix of fireworks, lack of sleep and alcohol that accompany that night, but I guess part of tradition is also not constantly questioning it 😅!
Shot with a Fuji "Fujinon-EFC 108 mm F 5.6" (enlarging) lens on a Canon EOS R5.
This post is devoted to inexperienced bird photographers and those of you with some experience under your belt or who aren't into photography are advised to skip it. First, juvenile Black-crowned and Yellow-crowned Night Herons are difficult to distinguish. According to Sibley, the Yellow-crowned bill is dark and the legs long where the Black-crowned bill is more sharply pointed, extensively yellow along the bottom, and the edges of the wings have large white spots. Feel free to disagree but to my eye this guy is a Yellow-crown.
I was at Peaceful Waters Sanctuary, in Wellington, Florida. I had earlier missed a potential keeper Yellow-crowned shot, changing my settings to take a portrait with a lower ISO and lower shutter speed when the bird, who showed no signs of leaving, left. The lesson, if you're after a flight shot, keep your flight shot settings.
My arm can't hold up the lens indefinitely. I don't generally use a tripod and my lens is not a lightweight. It's therefore important to be able to tell when a bird is ready to leave. As indicated earlier, it's not science but the more time you spend observing the more capable you will become of predicting behavior. The bird in this photograph, was on a manmade structure toward the back of the Sanctuary. It was there for 30 minutes and looked very comfortable, so I moved on. After circling back, it was then preening (cleaning its feathers). That's a good indication that a take-off is not imminent but might be worth waiting for. It was already late morning, and the sun was strong. This meant that the only light that looked good to me was direct, meaning that the sun was behind me on a straight line to the bird. If I could see my shadow, it would be pointing at where I wanted the bird to be in order to make a pleasing image. That's what I do. The bird could have left in any direction, but only northward would put it in front of a pleasing background in the best light. If there was wind, it would generally take off into the wind. But this morning the wind was not a significant factor. I might not have waited for my chance if there were other subjects to photograph, but this was the only game in town and the more time I spent with it the more I felt invested in the endeavor. OK, another 30 minutes later I was questioning my logic as I continued to wipe the sweat from my brow. Then the bird turned and faced away from me. Game over. I looked at a sidelight angle but didn't care for the light or the background. Yes, I would have taken it, but I'll shoot anything. Then it turned back, stretched its wings, and pooped. Clear signs of an imminent departure. More preening. More sweat. Ten minutes later, another stretch, another poop and I could see it talking to the tower. That's what it looks like to me when it's looking more intently in its direction of departure. That's when I raised my camera and got ready. (Not he first time but the first time I felt that there was going to be some action.) I got lucky, it flew parallel to my position in the best light available at the time, in front a dark background that wasn't close to the subject. All important points to consider.
(Nyctanassa violacea)
The nature of your mind will be biased towards intellectualism, and you will be attracted towards the realm of ideas, expressing a creative and questioning curiosity plus the ability to understand the variety of answers that you discover from various sources. Your mind will tend to be analytical; and you are likely to be attracted towards work which involves enquiry, research or teaching. You have the ability to intuit an underlying, synthesising cohesive meaning within the varied knowledge you acquire; and this can be shared with others. Your mind will be penetrative and perceptive, often seeing through the appearances of things into their essential components; and new ideas and thinking will certainly hold fascination for you. The fact that you also have a vivid and creative imagination can help you to make new and interesting connections linking your knowledge into new patterns implying new understanding, perceptions and directions. In your personal relationships, you tend to be straight and direct; and apart from expecting the same form others, you are unlikely to forget any who seem to live by lower standards and choose to be less honest in their contacts with you. Trust and honesty are very important to you; and you require both in any partnership.
Tiny leaf from a Katsura tree. Yes, we planted it when we moved here before questioning if native. But it does absorb air pollutants, perhaps. And the tree nursery sold and planted it along with many native cedars and sequoias.
Intentionally overexposed view of the "Starburst Column" at The Moody Center for the Arts at Rice University. Designed by architect Michael Maltzan. Also, a portion of the fiber art installation of "The Questioning Column" by Sheila Hicks.
one contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries to comprehend only a little of this mystery every day :-)
Albert Einstein
HBW!! Science Matters!
dahlia, 'Braveheart', plant delights nursery, wake county, north carolina
Curiosity had brought her here even though she had started to wonder if it was the right decision. Then she remembered the words of Einstein and went to explore this very different new landscape.
“The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existence"
(Albert Einstein)
Agalychnis callidryas. From NatGeo: "Average life span in The Wild: 5 years
Size: 1.5 to 2.75 in. Many scientists believe the red-eyed tree frog developed its vivid scarlet peepers to shock predators into at least briefly questioning their meal choice.
Colorful Adaptations
These iconic rain-forest amphibians sleep by day stuck to leaf-bottoms with their eyes closed and body markings covered. When disturbed, they flash their bulging red eyes and reveal their huge, webbed orange feet and bright blue-and-yellow flanks. This technique, called startle coloration, may give a bird or snake pause, offering a precious instant for the frog to spring to safety.
Their neon-green bodies may play a similar role in thwarting predators. Many of the animals that eat red-eyed tree frogs are nocturnal hunters that use keen eyesight to find prey. The shocking colors of this frog may over-stimulate a predator's eyes, creating a confusing ghost image that remains behind as the frog jumps away.
Range and Habitat
Red-eyed tree frogs, despite their conspicuous coloration, are not venomous. They are found in tropical lowlands from southern Mexico, throughout Central America, and in northern South America. Nocturnal carnivores, they hide in the rain forest canopy and ambush crickets, flies, and moths with their long, sticky tongues.
Red-eyed tree frogs are not endangered. But their habitat is shrinking at an alarming rate, and their highly recognizable image is often used to promote the cause of saving the world's rain forests."
Roadside seller of many things, amongst which were his services as a guide. Seen here looking questioningly at the money we gave him for showing us the local wells 😉
Detective Shippe and Roxley decided to call Josh, Darryl and Laura to come to the station for questioning. ‘I’m just pretty sure that at least one of them has something to do with it’ detective Shippe said. Detective Roxley didn’t agree with her often, but this time she nodded. ‘I agree, and let’s face it, they are all the suspects we have.’
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A new year full of promise and secret dreams.
A new year, a fresh start, and hidden deep waters.
The dazzle of potential is blinding.
The beauty of a clean slate
is liberating,
euphoric,
and causes happiness to permeate
my forlorn melancholy.
Light always shines in the darkness.
Light always is beautiful.
Light always shows the way.
My theory is thus:
I need to learn to make my own decisions
and stop over-analyzing and questioning
Myself.
My hopes.
My dreams.
My heart.
And I need to safeguard myself from the voices
of those who would make my decisions for me
when that is not their choice,
and they should not be allowed to do so.
It is a new year.
I am a new me.
I want to break free
and go down a new path
even if no one will join me.
I hope to find someone on the way,
because I am not meant to always be alone,
and God knows
by Julie A Smith
Friday, January 2, 2015
I'm sure many of us have asked, "Is it ok, not to be ok?" ... Some days are like that and the frustration and anger at seeing the suffering he goes through becomes so intense.
A film, 'The Mummy Returns' sees the father, Rick O'Connell played by Brendan Fraser, rescuing his son, Alex, played by, Freddie Boath, at a tense time in the film and exclaims "sometimes it's hard being a dad!" "Yeah, but you do it so well" replies the young Alex.
Already today, Marc has been through a number of major unpleasant seizures, following a very disturbed night. He has needed comforting, cleaning up, treating with medication, just holding and knowing I am there.
Throughout it all, my own silent grief and frustration is rattling around my mind. Unspoken, but questioning why? Why could any divine being, our God, allow such torment to such a helpless and kind hearted soul as our son.
Will he never get to experience the peace and happiness that we all look to experience? Will he never step away from this torment and pain? He knows not how to pray, I do that for him. Ever since he was first born and fought for life in those early hours, I have prayed for him. I do not seem to make a difference, no matter how much I pray for his health, his happiness, his very life.
It is a hard time once again and forgive my writing down my thoughts ....
" But the rats sleep at night"
Based on a story by WOLFGANG BORCHERT.
The short story "The Rats Are Sleeping After All" tells the story of a boy meeting an old man in the rubble of a German city immediately after the Second World War.
The man learns through sensitive questioning from the boy that he is sitting here to scare away the rats that want to eat from his little brother buried under the rubble. For a moment, the man can draw the boy's attention to a little rabbit and ease his post-war suffering with a little humanity.
Beau souvenir de cette martre.
Alors que j'étais affairé à photographier des oiseaux, elle était cachée derrière un monticule de neige, me jetant un regard interrogateur de temps à autre...
Se demandant , sans doute, si j'allais lui donner accès aux oiseaux !!
While I was busy photographing birds, she was hidden behind a mound of snow, giving me a questioning look every now and then ...
Wondering, no doubt, if I was going to give her access to the birds !!
No more Second Guessing
Your not being dramatic
No more questioning if you are too sensitive
Your not blowing things out of proportion
No more saying sorry for doing nothing wrong
Your not the one telling lies
No more excuses
Your not imagining conversations
No more feeling like your never enough
You are worth so much more
No more thinking there is something wrong with you
Your not to blame for their actions
No more not trusting your own judgements
You trust your gut
No more staying silent......
The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing.
-Albert Einstein
With events such as Neo Japan and Engine Room currently open the sci-fi lovers amongst you are kinda spoiled for choice. I know I was; all the creators have certainly surpassed themselves. I picked up the following items to play with and made a super-quick custom texture for ContraptioN's arm while playing with ideas as they been kind enough to include maps.
⦿ [ContraptioN] - EX3K Prosthetic Arm *???* (glow texture by me, arm comes with a selection also)
At the NeoJapan Event April 2023
Creator's Flickr
⦿ [NC] - Predator Spine (Not rigged, comes in small and large)
At the Men Only Event 2023
Creator's Flickr
⦿ [CAROL G] - Focus Male Tattoo
At the Men Only Event 2023
Creator's Flickr
⦿ [Cubic Cherry] - Scarred face scar
At the Engine Room Event April 2023
Creator's Flickr
⦿ Eclectica - Steampunk Lighting Plasma Set-brassy
At the Engine Room Event April 2023
Creator's Flickr
⦿ Garmonbozia ::: Lunar Harness - Leather
⦿ :::SOLE::: - SA - throat mic Choker V2 (Black)
⦿ :::SOLE::: - SA - Proof E-insert (Black)(Head)
⦿ :::SOLE::: - AAE Mk2 (Black) (Twin)
⦿ ::DisturbeD:: - Sci-Fi Camera Drone (non-animated decor only, modded with additional textures by me)
⦿ .PALETO. - Backdrop: Abandoned Attic
Head: Lelutka
Body: Legacy
Shape and pose my own.
Myself - Layton Greene
Oh
Oh-oh
I remember feeling like I wasn't good enough
Had me questioning myself
I wasn't sure enough
Had me looking in the mirror
Tryna analyze my figure
I ain't perfect
You want perfect
So that figures
You always put me in a bad place (ooh)
Said we were moving at a fast pace (ooh)
It was all my fault (fault)
I fell in love too hard
I loved you when I didn't love myself (yeah, yeah)
Said you love me
But you only loved yourself
You rocked me so hard
You played all your cards right
You played with my heart
I might, I might not be the same way
You were walking in the door you wasn't saying, "Hi" (hi)
You were walking out the door you wasn't saying, "Bye-bye"
(bye-bye) Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Seems like you only got that way
When things ain't go your way (ooh, ooh)
How could you tell me that you love me and behave this way?
Sometimes I don't
Know how I survived
You picked me up
You threw me in the sky (sky)
And when I fell you let me hit the ground (ooh-ooh)
Yeah, I still felt alone with you around
I learned my lesson (lesson)
Yeah shit got hectic (hectic)
But all in all the experience it was a blessing, yeah
You taught me patience (patience)
Can't skip the basics (basics)
Seems like you wanted only me for that sensation, yeah (yeah)
I remember all the lies (all the lies)
All the night you made me cry, yeah (made me cry)
When you controlled my mind (you controlled my mind)
Had me wishing I would die (had me wishing I would die)
You will never know how I feel (how I feel)
I gave my all to you, my love was real, baby (my love was real)
But you didn't love me
No, you didn't love me
I loved you when I didn't love myself
Said you love me, but you only love yourself
You rocked me so hard
You played all your cards right
You played with my heart
I might (I might)
Might not be the same way
Might not be the same lay
#MacroMondays - #LessThanAnInch
Wer sich schon immer gefragt hat, wo Weihnachtsmänner eigentlich entstehen, der muß ganz vorsichtig eine Erdnuss öffnen, vielleicht kann er einen darin entdecken.
Everyone who is questioning himself where Santa Clauses are growing must open a peanut very gentle. Maybe he can discover one inside.
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Sigrid - Home To You
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Couldn't wait 'till I got outside
Wondering, what the world be like
I knew I had to change my mind
Didn't realize it would happen, oh, so soon, oh, so soon
But I see the world so different now
But there's a place by the sea and that's my town
When I don't know what to say
When I don't know what to do
There's a room I need to sit in
Surrounded by my favorite view
And I need a hand to hold
Someone to tell the truth
Would it be okay if I came home to you?
Independence comes with a price
I'm questioning your own advice
But I know I'll be alright
With an open door, no matter what
I do what I do
But I see the world so different now
But there's a place by the sea and that's my town
When I don't know what to say
When I don't know what to do
There's a room I need to sit in
Surrounded by my favorite view
And I need a hand to hold
Someone to tell the truth
Would it be okay if I came home to you
No, I don't wanna keep on calling
When I'm miles away
And you're too far away
Oh, but if I need you to remind me
That nothing has changed
Would it be okay, would it be okay for you?
And I see the world so different now
'Cause there's a place by the sea and that's my town
When I don't know what to say
When I don't know what to do
There's a room I need to sit in
Surrounded by my favorite view
And I need a hand to hold
Someone to tell the truth
Would it be okay if I came home to you?
No, would it be okay if I came home to you?
Blueberries are not blue so I am conflicted with this image because I want it to be monochromatic but there really are no blue foods. I bought two types of blue candy and blue corn chips but none of them speak to me like the blueberries. The blueberries work with my original intent to shoot produce and use the colors for inspiration so I am using this image. It's weird what we will obsess about endlessly. Hope your decisions don't leave you questioning yourself, mine did today.
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All my life I've been sittin' at the table
Watchin' them kids, they're living in a fable
Looks, luck, money and never left a'wishin'
But now it's 'bout time to raise up and petition
All my life I've been sittin' at the table
Watching them kids, they're living in a fable
Looks, luck, money and never left a'wishin'
Now it's 'bout time to stand up and petition
'Cause I've been wondering
When you gonna see I'm not for sale
I've been questioning
When you gonna see I'm not a part of your machine
Not a part of your machine
I'm not scared of what you're gonna tell me
No, I'm not scared of the beast in the belly
Fill my cup with endless ambition
And paint this town with my very own vision
I'm not scared of what you're gonna tell me
And I'm not scared of the beast in the belly
Fill my cup with endless ambition
And paint this town with my very own vision
'Cause I've been wondering
When you gonna see I'm not for sale
I've been questioning
When you gonna see I'm not a part of your machine
Not a part of your machine
I am the machine
I am the machine
'Cause I've been wondering
When you gonna see I'm not for sale
I've been questioning
When you gonna see I'm not a part of your machine
Not a part of your machine
'Cause I've been wondering
When you gonna see I'm not for sale
I've been questioning
When you gonna see I'm not a part of your machine
Not a part of your machine
I am the machine
"No way. It's too far down for me. You can try if you want though."
"Naw, I don't think so."
Ever get that sinking feeling?
I am having a try at real estate photography tomorrow night. I hope it goes well as I would not mind a little sideline job when I retire.
Happy Teddy Bear Tuesday
Who hasn't felt like this at least once?
Especially after some abandonment or some estrangement, or simply in a bad day in general... There's nothing worse than feeling like this, especially among people when thoughts start questioning you and everything becomes a huge impassable bubble.
My little dreamers, you sensitive souls who absorb everything like sponges, I am here to remind you that you are not alone. <3
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🎶 How to fight loneliness?
Smile all the time
Shine you teeth 'til meaningless
And sharpen them with lies
And whatever's going down
Will follow you around
That's how you fight loneliness
You laugh at every joke
Drag your blanket blindly
And fill your heart with smoke
And the first thing that you want
Will be the last thing you ever need
That's how you fight it
Just smile all the time 🎶
Wife: “Hi neighbor!”
Neighbor: “Hi neighbor. Boy does Steve look depressed! Is he OK?”
Wife: “Yeh, he’s having a tough week.”
Neighbor: “What happened?”
Wife: “He hasn’t heard from Disney about his bench calendar for kids, his ‘BenchHub’ internet account is NOT gaining subscriptions, and still no bench photo in Explore. He’s questioning his purpose and wondering if his 'bench influencer' HBM obsession is still worth anything.”
Neighbor: “It’s sad when someone loses their faith.”
Wife: “It’s worse when they lose their reason.”
Neighbor: “What is he going to do?”
Wife: “He’s really wondering if he’s been wasting his life, and may be done as a devoted ‘HBM' photo and dialog poster.”
Neighbor: “Well that’s sad, but it may be less embarrassing for you. You could have almost normal vacations with Steve if you didn’t have to stop and wait for him to calculate optimal bench compositions every time he saw one.”
Wife: “True. In fact we are going on a cruise in a few weeks, and it would be nice if we didn’t spend our vacation searching for benches and driving our excursion tour guides and fellow tourists crazy waiting for him to examine a dozen points of view.”
Neighbor: “Well I hope he cheers up and finds purpose before you go.”
Wife: “Me too! This 'Is it still worth anything" bench pouting is getting old.”
Neighbor: “What does Steve say?”
Wife: “Not much. Usually he rolls out of bed after the weekend with a big smile on his face and exclaims ‘Happy Bench Monday!’”
Neighbor: “What did he say this morning?
Wife: “I couldn’t really understand him. He didn’t get up until noon, and just lay there with a pillow over his face.”
Neighbor. “Did he put it there or did you?”
Wife: “Stop it.”
© Darlene Bushue 2019
Last spring, I was taking a drive through the park, and it was lightly snowing. It wasn't hard to spot this bright blue mountain bluebird off in the distance because he really stood out against the snowy landscape. Generally, they are pretty skittish, but this little guy hung around for quite some time, giving me ample opportunity to capture a few decent shots. I just loved his expressions in this one, like he was questioning whether it was really spring. Apparently, there have been sightings of them in the park already this year, so I'm hoping to catch up with them later this weekend.