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The Universe Has Rhythms
The universe has rhythms
To rock itself to sleep;
Praying at nightfall,
In front of stony walls;
A slow-circling hawk
By a fortress deep,
And a dozing child
Where a woman weeps.
The universe has secrets
It touch with guilty hands;
Buried unmarked grave,
Of one who was not saved;
A war to break at morning,
When death will have his day,
Words of peace on dying lips
They can never say.
by Patti Masterman Tuesday, June 22, 2010
People aren't totally evil
As others aren't entirely good
As humans we have our flaws
Particularly if backed into a corner
We will most times come out swinging
And will do things others think are bad
Equally a person who is into villainy
May surprise and do a charitable act.
Paul Warren Sunday, June 18, 2017
Is there a second life after death
and we also lived in the womb
also the previous realm
even if we can't believe it
In fact our soul is eternal energy
and death is not the end of a story
there is still a long way to go
to that which gives life
Our bodies on earth
only a means for the soul to survive in the earthly environment
with all the problems
all our behavior is good or bad
is a provision for the next journey
birth and death are only a terminal
or dimension gate
The soul is eternal energy
the body is only temporary
to enjoy the earth
rant 73, Febro. 23.2023
!@#$! your !@#$!'n gacha right up it's !@#$!'n !@#$!
SERIOUSLY!?!?! 3 rares 27 commons (which include a !@#$!'n handful of BOXES and balls of !@#$!'n dough for !@#$! sake).
I'm beyond DONE with !@#$! gacha's... I have a problem. Like a serious one, where I now have to scramble to pay my rent
because all I wanted was a pizza counter. 3000L's in with 4 of the same rare and a handful of the above mentioned.
Why do I do this to myself... honestly I don't care spending if I get what I actually want but this is rediculous... at 75$L a pull...
I'm out. I will try to refrain from participating in this bull!@#$!, you made something cool, sell it for what it's worth...
but this is just !@#$!'n madness.
Please for the love of SL does anyone have that damn counter I'll trade you for one of my MANY ovens. thanks... *goes and cries in the corner.
/rant
Slowly I am processing my images from our trip in September. Along the coast of the Bay of Fundy, you will find several fishing boats. I love to check out the names given to the boats. There is usually a good story behind choosing a name and often I try to imagine why a certain name was chosen. Some are pretty obvious. I wish I could have spoken to the owner about why he chose this name But then I thought he may go on a long rant about it and then simply rave about his boat. He obviously takes good care of his boat. :).
I Can See Brightness, Even In The Dark
I have seen the stars
But this time not on the sky
I have seen the moon
But this time not in the clouds
I have seen the sun
But this time not in daylight
I have seen light
But this time in twilight
And i can see brightness
Even in the dark
by Aanuoluwa Adebanjo Saturday, November 9, 2013
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We will continue to walk through the storm despite the fatigue
and let time pass with its rotation
it will shape ourselves to be stronger to withstand all attacks
in the darkness we are increasingly alert
in the light we will be wiser
"darkness will return to its original place and the stars will begin to shine in the dark ocean"
Happy New Year 2021
for everything
-------------rant 73Dec 29,2020
The voice sounded again in my brain
His voice was low
Half a whisper
But it was able to destroy all feelings
also my ego ....
one by one....
That voice resounded in my right brain ....
dragging into the mystical world without limits
leaving my left brain which is too calculating
"....on the thing where we started walking
we will encounter special things
and leaving incredible footprints...."
The chelo sound came again
in this year's pandemic season
and we will keep going
even though the heart feels upset
once again we will go beyond
as our predecessors did
-------------------rant 73 Octo 09,2020
The Frozen Lakes
The lakes are frozen again.
They look like silver glass.
The cold winds from the north do blow
and another winter must pass.
The life that's under this wintry scene
conserves its energy.
It awaits the warmer approach of spring
to lift this canopy.
And when it feels the crackling ice
and the warmth of the sun
it will rise to the surface in its annual search
for food to overcome
the stillness it's known in the deepest water
that now seems to be done.
Life returns to the lakes again
as the ice does disappear.
The water comes alive again
and once again we hear
its life.
by Edwina Reizer Friday, August 26, 2011
Spatula Discors
If you are planning a trip here, get there early and get out by noon. There were so many people here around noon. Cars were parked on Great Creak rd and they were walking, not following any kind of distancing at all. I'm amazed and astonished that in a time like this, some people just blow off the guidelines. No wonder the virus is spreading so fast. Stay in your car.
Sorry for the rant.
Edwin B. Forsythe National Wildlife Refuge, NJ
The devil has come...
it's been so long...
I've been wandering in the dark for a long time....
crawling on the blind wall....
across the great, dark and spooky....
yes....., that demon has come
chasing me
challenge me
he is not my relative
"In darkness there will be light, in the light there will be shadows of darkness"
212) Black-Naped Monarch
Black-Naped Monarch, Hypothymis azurea, Kelicap Ranting
The black-naped monarch breeds across tropical southern Asia from India and Sri Lanka east to Indonesia and the Philippines. This species is usually found in thick forests and other well-wooded habitats. The black-naped monarch has short legs and sits very upright whilst perched prominently, like a shrike. It is insectivorous, often hunting by flycatching. When alarmed or alert, the nape feathers are raised into a pointed crest.They will join mixed-species foraging flocks and are active in the understory of the canopy. The breeding season is March to August and the nest is neat cup placed in a fork. The nest is built by the female while the male guards. The typical clutch is of three eggs with both parents incubate and feed the young which hatch after about 12 days.
Kelicap Ranting adalah burung kecil berwarna biru yang bergerak pantas di kanopi pertengahan dan atas hutan memburu serangga-serangga kecil. Ia agak sukar dirakam gambarnya kerana saiz, tabiat dan kepantasannya bergerak. Namun sewaktu musim bersarang, ia akan sering berulang alik ke sarang, memberi peluang untuk gambarnya dirakam.
Exif: f6.3, 1/80, ISO 1000, focal length 800mm, Cik Canon EOS 50D, lens Canon 400mm, TC 2.0, tripod Feisol
In the Mahabharata story, Karna is known as Arjuna's main enemy. Both compete to always be the best. In the arts of archery and soldiering, they are said to have comparable abilities. But, I dare say, Karna is one level above his rival. It is not easy to defeat Karna in a battle. In Baratayudha, for example, Basudewa Krisna needed to use many tricks so that his beloved disciple Begawan Parashurama could be defeated by Arjuna. Karna was successfully killed. He was killed when he was unarmed, when all his knowledge suddenly disappeared from him. At the end of his death, just as Arjuna's Gandhiwa arrow was about to be released, Karna remembered a curse that his teacher, Parashurama, had uttered. "There will come a time when all your knowledge will be lost, when the most decisive moment in your life will be on the verge of death." The curse helped Arjuna win in a most decisive battle. The war in Kurusetra, which was originally held to uphold dharma (virtue) and eradicate evil, was instead covered in the stain of dishonesty. Betrayal after betrayal was designed to prevent Karna's victory. Something that great warrior characters like Krishna and Arjuna should not do. However, in the war that was already underway, all the tactics and tricks were usually used to achieve victory. Karna's archery skills, equipped with a shield attached to his body since birth, make his opponents afraid. Not a single weapon could injure his body. He was also gifted with Pashopati, a magical weapon given by God Indra. Just by saying one name, the magic weapon can complete its purpose. Any knight as much as possible avoids open war with Karna.
However great Karna was, during his life, he never received public recognition just because of the Putrasuta (charioteer's son), the lowest caste in the Vedic era. The caste system and values in society at that time had made Vrusali's husband defeated by a narrow view of life. Where the knowledge and abilities of someone other than a Brahmin or Kshatriya are considered errors. In this era where sand is crumbling like sand, social status has become the most powerful measuring tool to determine a person's honor. Display obscures capabilities. Form trumps content. The skin submerges the core. And finally someone will be respected, looked up to, liked, approached, even loved because of their origin, lineage and social status. Not because of knowledge and ability.
THE BLACK VULTURE
Aloof upon the day's immeasured dome,
He holds unshared the silence of the sky.
Far down his bleak, relentless eyes descry
The eagle's empire and the falcon's home --
Far down, the galleons of sunset roam;
His hazards on the sea of morning lie;
Serene, he hears the broken tempest sigh
Where cold sierras gleam like scattered foam.
And least of all he holds the human swarm --
Unwitting now that envious men prepare
To make their dream and its fulfillment one,
When, poised above the caldrons of the storm,
Their hearts, contemptuous of death, shall dare
His roads between the thunder and the sun.
by George Sterling Saturday, January 4, 2003
Sleazes, dirty stinking sleazes.
Not so much of a deep and meaningful artistic image this, more just vocalising a point that's been driving me nuts for ages. Having become a follower of numerous 365 projects, both guys and gals, and those of a non-self portrait nature, I've noticed one glaringly obvious fact. Wherever there are female self portraiture artists, or people posting regular images of pretty ladies, out come the perverts.
Now if we're being blatantly honest, any guy on earth who's seen some of these shots (and I'd wager a fair few women too) will have had a look at some of these images and done the metaphorical whistling out loud and muttered something along the lines of 'hell, that's quite nice!' It's human nature. Doesn't matter which sex, if there's a photo of them looking a bit attractive, someone, somewhere will be appreciating it in a purely "yummy!" kinda fashion. The way Flickr peeps seem to vocalise this varies though. We get those who skirt all around the houses to avoid saying 'yummy,' we get those who are perhaps a little less guarded, either by their own personal confidence or the anonymity of the internet, or by the fact that they feel their work will speak for itself, and utter a more honest and flirtatious 'yummy.' Then we get the people out there who are blatantly just sleazes, who you just know spend their every waking hour surfing for porn and Flickr for images of women in a state of undress or allure. These are the same people idling quoting Celine Dion lyrics and the same catchphrase they've used all week (see above) to every damned girl they feel like leering over, as though doing so will somehow mystically enchant the photographer/model/girl into thinking they're actually alright instead of being sat behind their computer god knows where with their pants round their ankles making themselves Blind. Point being that in many cases these subjects or photographers are almost always people who tirelessly work at their images and the meaning behind them, working their asses off to take the shots that these people then use as a cheap way to get their rocks off. It's rude, and more than a little creepy.
I'm not trying to say that any one area of looking at photos of people in a voyeuristic fashion is more acceptable than any other, but the wealth of porn that seems to be apparent both here and online in general is at least basically designed to be viewed whilst doing your business. Many of the self portraitists I see being plagued by these comments and pervs are becoming friends via this site, and although I'd always steer well away from assuming its any of my business, I do feel a sense of protection and disgust for them. So for those of you out there who haven't got the subtle references in this spiel, go back and read again for clues, and good luck with keeping your stream pervert free! ;-)
I guess it comes down to the age old idea that you studied in class when learning about photography, or at least banged your head against when teaching yourself. We steer dangerously close to feminism, and perhaps how all guys shooting women, or looking at images of them are being exploitative. For me personally, I never felt intelligent enough to actually argue one side or the other there, more content that I knew it existed and that I remember the ideas every single time I look at or shoot a woman. It's probably not enough, but I feel less guilty and ignorant by at least knowing some things. The bit about it that I really resent is how the pervs of this world, and if we're being blunt, of Flickr are making it such an issue that in order to be accepted as a genuine viewer and commenter of *insert photographer here*'s images, you have to almost prove yourself, either by the words you say or the images you display. It's not the fault of the women/photographers who are like this, faced with such a barrage I'd be the same, I just resent the fact that by association as a man looking at pictures of women, I'm apparently a sleaze first until proven otherwise. So thank you Flickrpervs for making this website more difficult than it needs to be! ;-)
(Yes I am aware of the irony in ranting about this over a picture of some breasts...:-P)
(Note this image is actually my editing of someone else's photo, used with permission. In absence of access to a ladychest of my own, and knowing my own mancleavage isn't so pretty, a friend 'loaned' me hers. She wishes to remain anonymous, but thank you. You know who you are.)
You Have The Spirit Of A Red, Red Rose
It's not defined or hidden by petals
nor demarcated by sharp wetted thorns
her eyes hypnotic beauty possesses
the stars like the sky that the sun adorns.
You have the beauty of a wild hedge rose
I want to prick my thumb, feel all loves woes
your heart doesn't require any bedclothes
you have the spirit of a red, red rose.
Don't want to hold you in any way coarse
like the Persian rose, you are the truest-source
but like the hedge rose if taken by force
all four petals frail will-disperse of course
love, taken slowly grows not in deceit,
gowns-they're-for dilettantes in conceit.
by Mark Heathcote Friday, August 3, 2018
forest fires like a creepy modern ghost. Intentional or unintentional, money or political goals. still it's a disaster that costs money to deal with. And we still want a green earth, an earth full of oxygen. Without pollution. and some of us use nature by destroying it for personal gain. We all still want the earth which is green green and green full of oxygen
forest fires are ghosts in the modern world .....
----------------------------------------------------------------rant73.Septem.19,2019
GREEN - lyric song Iwan Fals
My forest,
Broken!
My sky
Leak!
The air I breathe,
Polluted!
The food I eat,
Poison!
Green My Green is Green
Green Green World
Green My Green is Green
Green World
Green My Green is Green
Green World
Green My Green is Green
Green World
Green
acrylic on canvas
60x86
FLOOD ( Acrostic)
Filling waters in all sideways and byways
Leaking through all alleys and subways
Overflowing canals, rivers and bays
Overflowing streets, stations and houses
Driving people into despair and madness.
___________
Elizabeth Padillo Olesen Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Womens Strength
Were all pawns being played by the king?
Funny how the king always hides behind the queen
by Pink Tigress Saturday, November 19, 2011
Alright- Incoming rant.
If you don't wanna hear it, You can kindly leave my flickr page.
Here we go, About a year ago a very close friend had contacted me while I was offline telling me she had seen me for a few minutes standing at a sandbox named, OZ. I then signed on later that day and found the offline. How could this be? I had been logged off for the night, and the rest of that day for that matter.
I then proceeded to ask my friend how she could have seen me. She swore up and down she saw someone who looked exactly like me. Like a complete replica. While I was partly weirded out, I was also curious as to who this person was.
Low n' behold her name was announced to me as "Viollette Viper."
..As if the name coincidence wasn't enough of a freak out. I calmly searched the girl, And saw her profile picture was a RE-EDITED photo of my own art.. This angered me a little more.
Never the less, I contacted her and asked her what was up. I didn't accuse her of anything. I did NOT hold the name coincidence against her because hey... It could happen right?
She answered me the next day and assured me that this wasn't true, She was her own person. Blah blah blah. I asked her for a TP to see it myself. ... Not ONLY did the teleport get sent to me a half hour after asked. (Which obviously I thought she was getting together another look to fool me) Eventually I got a teleport and what do ya know? She looked NOTHING like me. There were a few accessories here and there, some similar twirks. But I'm not the type of person to get all secondlife angry on a person. People copy looks off of others everyday. I have been in a position where I'll check a blog, or inspect a shirt to go pick it up myself If I enjoyed it.
I spoke with her, Got what I needed and let-it-go. Fair game.
--
A few months later, Another friend had contacted me while I was offline. Stating to have seen me at a store she was visiting.
..Again I log online to find the offline, and instantly I ask her if the avatar was named viollette viper.
OFCOURSE she was! Not a far stretch there! So now, my temper is a little more heated on the subject.
This could be a problem. I own a store, My name is somewhat known here in secondlife from friends, and acquaintances. People could become confused and contact her, thinking its me about important business and information. Now I am getting more concerned.
I contacted her again, Asking her why I'm getting people telling me that she is an exact replica of me.
She continues to tell me again that she is a fan, She does carry alot of things, and wear similar things that I do.
..Okay. I continued to tell her to please just be herself, Maybe that will keep my friends from attacking her, accusing her of copybotting me (Which I have never asked from anyone, They just care about me so they take it into their own hands when they have run into her)
She then tells me, Alright Will do.
Conversation ended.. Fair deal.
---
..A few months later, again.
Now another friend comes to me, saying she saw me at the lula sim shopping for a tres blah skin.
But when she went to check her friendslist, she saw I was not online. She then proceeded to contact this.. replica. And posted a simple face palm in chat.
What did this person do? She tp'd out. I guess she got scared that yet another one of my friends had found her.
At this point, I have been MORE then fair. I have been MORE then caring, and patient with this person whom I DONT even know. Because i DO feel that everyone should get a chance.
So, what do i do? Now I'm fed up with this. Now its starting to cause a constant recurring problem with my secondlife.
So I decide to teleport this girl to my friends club. Which.. again took another 40 minutes or so for her to actually take. Once she arrives, my friend continues to tell me that she did NOT look like she appeared infront of us, when she was at the lula sim earlier that morning. She infact had been changing every time I had seen her, or been brought to her.
Again, I spoke to her kind and caringly while she was in the club, Up until she left.
What could I do? I'm not the type of person to blame someone without seeing it with my OWN eyes.
Case closed yet again.. fair game.
--
TODAY, An innocent bystander. A fan of my photography and my store inworld contacted me saying I appeared to be right infront of him, But I wasn't responding. Then he had noticed that the name was spelt "Viollette Viper" And then contacted me.
Alright enough if enough. Again, I've spoken with this person. I've tried to work something out. I've tried to be a life coach and help her confidence to be her own person.
Finally, Being online for one with a witness within feet from her.
I gave him some money to take a few snapshots. A snapshot of who she was REALLY trying to be when I wasn't around her.
I asked for two, A body shot and a face shot.
Well, What do you know? She does infact look exactly like me. Granted I have been featured in a few blogs or so, The outfit is none of my concern. However, the shape is WAY to close for comfort. I can see why people mistake her for me so clearly now. And I am NOT comfortable with it.
So I then ask this bystander for a teleport, So I can confront her face to face.
As SOON as I touch ground. This ..imposter playing dressup and role playing myself.
Logged off.
So now, Enough of being nice.
Enough of being kind, and thoughtful about you.
I'm putting it out there for everyone to see, That your nothing but a fake
And you are no longer worth my time.
I'm finished trying to settle something with you.
This is effecting my friendship with people, this is effecting my line of work.
You are confusing people and it needs to stop.
And since you have me as a flickr contact, And you most likely stalk it
Let this be your public final warning before I take action to this problem.
Fool me once, Shame on me. Fool me twice, Shame on you.
" When humans can live on the moon we will be ordered and monitored from there"
This is the bullshit (rant, delirium, babble) of my imagination.
How many thousand more years can humans survive to occupy the earth? Earth evolves according to its destiny, thousands of times life exists and perishes. replace each other to fill life on earth.
We can't guess what life will be like after human civilization doesn't exist.
At the beginning of human life there was only good and bad. Then grow and form groups, then fill all sides of the world.Like a Rubik's with 4 colors together on each side.The industrial revolution was the beginning of a rubik's 4 color combination complementing each other and the story of the world growing rapidly.and every color has its own truth and becomes a trigger for discord on earth.
"like a pandora's box that has been opened and it's hard to return to its original shape, all that's left is hope,hope to live and be better"
in his time there were teachings of good and evil. Like when humans first entered the earth. And there will be 2 great powers on earth. They fight each other and try to beatand the moon can be occupied by humans as a special place. It becomes the center of government to oversee the earth.
"in the shadows there will be light of hope, in the light there will be shadows of gloom" And we can't guess who's friend who's enemy.soul energy is eternal to go to the one who created us, the human body is only a support for the spirit to be able to occupy the earth with all its problems
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this is just bullshit from my imagination,August 27.2021