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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.
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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.
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..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.
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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
I just cannot enjoy this image. For some reason it doesn't sit right with me. We all know that people feed the birds at Thursley but some seem to take things a step too far.
Many were sitting waiting for birds to come down. A few bits of old branches strewn around for the bird to perch on. Much like any normal back garden bird table, except this time in an open area. Or similar to many RSPB bird hides where they have a feeding station. Nothing wrong if the wildlife is benefiting in my view.
On this occasion another chap joined those already gathered except he was far from happy with the way things were and wanted to setup his perches. Nothing was good enough for him, and it was obvious he was going to continue moaning until there was either a fight or everyone capitulated. The latter is what happened, probably out of politeness. Politeness for me was through gritted teeth. Not because he told us that it would be rude if we put up any shots we took of birds on HIS perches on social media. That isn't what annoyed me. It was the fact that he ripped branches off live trees for his own personal enjoyment. The branches were ripped off and screwed to his long metal spike positioned as he saw fit. To me it is just wrong to damage nature just for personal enjoyment.
The obviously dying leaves and flowers withering on the branch now just make me a little sad when I look at this image. From what I understand the same chap has bought caterpillars collected elsewhere in the past, that is here say but given his form is probably true.
The Dirt Of My filthy Heart
The dirt of my filthy heart
Seemed to be cleansed,
I found the known, unknown: and
The dirt of my filthy heart
Seemed to be cleansed,
I found the known, unknown: and
When I saw Him near me,
I discovered When I saw Him near me, I discovered
Lalleshwari Friday, July 13, 2012
The planet is burning up. Rain forests are being cut down for cattle ranching. Biblical storms and floods are becoming common. Billions upon billions of animals are raised (mostly in the most inhumane conditions imaginable) and slaughtered each year to satisfy an appetite for meat. The corporations spurred by greed have made gluttony a virtue for profit. And tell me over and over again, we're not on the eve of destruction.
This is a perfect illustration of why I DONT do rail tours these days. This pair of 'Choppers' were heard departing Brentingby loop close to where the windmill is seen in the background of this photo, and were absolutely full chat passing me on the upward incline to Whissendine several minutes later. Without a single head bellowing out appreciating the ambience.
I just cannot see how any cranks on the train can enjoy themselves anymore when all they can do is sit at a table and press their faces up against some double glazed glass. My first experiences of bashing were travelling behind these EE type 1s on the jolly fisherman to Skeg in the early 90s. Back then a photo like this would have shown flailing limbs at every drop down window and some well warranted screaming and shouting hurled my way as the train passed.
I am well aware that times have changed (I spent 12 years as a Guard looking after people on trains) so my gripe isnt quite that you arent allowed to do this anymore. The gripe is that if you CANT do it anymore then surely it cant be fun to be on a tour can it? My bashing days have been behind me for some time now and as a lineside fotter I can still enjoy the thrash of these mighty machines as they make their way towards the camera. I even let a couple of flails out myself just waiting here listening to them!
Anyway I had to get that off my chest, rant over I can explain that this was 20132 and 20118 'Saltburn-by-the-Sea' hard at work through Wyfordby on 17th August 2024 with 1Z19 Derby to Doncaster Belmont, 69011 was on the rear
"We'll rant and we'll roar like true Newfoundlanders"
Traditional sea shanty.
Fishing gear, Broom Point Fishing Premises, Gros Morne Park Newfoundland from my recent trip.
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I know I rant about industrial quantities of Pheasants being released into our countryside (eg: www.flickr.com/photos/timmelling/25467656947/in/photolist) but Mark Avery has published a review paper on the subject in the journal British Birds, which has stirred me up again.
On his blog: markavery.info/2019/07/02/a-review-paper-in-british-birds/ Mark has published some selective quotes from the paper, some of which I have reproduced here:
Pheasants are naturalised in all European countries except Iceland. The European population, as measured in spring by national bird monitoring schemes, is around four million pairs of which c. 1.85 million (46%) are found in the UK.
Some 43 million Pheasants (almost all poults about nine weeks old, but with a very small proportion of adult birds from breeding stock) are released into the UK countryside in late summer (source GWCT 2018).
… if we had never seen a Common Pheasant in the UK, and a proposal was made to release 43 million medium-sized omnivorous birds into the countryside, would it be nodded through without murmur? I think not, because we would be concerned about the potential impacts. (Far) more paperwork is needed to release a few individuals of a native species such as the White-tailed Eagle into the UK than to release 43 million non-native Pheasants each year. I suggest that we would put plenty of barriers in the way of such a massive release of non-native birds into the countryside if the situation had not crept up on us. This illustrates the lack of regulation of shooting in the UK.
In response to a FOI request in 2014, Defra stated: ‘Defra has not assessed the impact of releasing pheasants or red-legged partridges on biodiversity and is not currently planning any research in this area due to other biodiversity research priorities’.
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Pencil Sharpener Rant - Inkling on Moleskine, again
Yet another week passed seeing nonsense going on in certain poor company-wide execution. Poor logic, calculation and consideration (no those are not algorithms, at all) executed in the name of efficiency and ideal automation. Simply said, replacing human decision with formulae requires deep understanding and serious simulations *before* execution. Now is the stage when a lot more human intervention is required to fix certain poor logics.
Yes I'm a sharpener mining my my own business shaping the future in my own ways. Forcing some nonsense into me and I'll keep cranking until raging fume comes out because I refuse to play nice to nonsense. The day when I need protection is the day I lost my value as a sharpener, as blades are not meant to be protected, they are to shape.
Ok, enough self proclaimed heroism. This is just a quick sketch using Inkling on my Moleskine, graphically rant about my recent encounter with sick things. The drawing was exported to Photoshop using Sketch Manager and colored in a sloppy way. Enough to calm me down, call it a therapy.
Wacom Hong Kong is going to have a press conference on 28th Sep 2011 to announce Inkling officially. Since I'm a big fan of Inkling and still sort of a Moleskine fanatic while luckily being the stationery buyer of a retail chain, I'm arranging a promotion in October: Buy Inkling and get 20% off for Moleskine Sketchbook (large or small). This simulation of store display was done in 30 minutes while attending a presentation meeting. I'm very happy to be able to get support from both Wacom and Moleskine for such campaign in such a short time. It won't be a big hit, but at least it benefits certain stationery lovers who happen to love both Inkling and Moleskine. Let's see how it will turn out.
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Ever feel like in the name of 'progress' we've somehow become alienated by the relentless bombardments of advertising and promotions urging us to spend, spend, spend whether we have the resources or not just so that we can become fabricated and improved replications of our beautiful and already perfect selves and not only that but insisting that we have somewhere to be other than present in the here and now?
and as for 'elevator music' being forced on us in every store presumably to instil a sense of calm that'll magically make us dig deeper into our pockets and spend more than their already extortionate prices ......
I saw this scene on a recent Walk with my partner's two retrievers and we found a path under the main A road that almost effectively isolates the north western part of the town.
Rant over! and apologies for the ads that are now an irritating addition to the 'Youtube experience' unless I pay a fee which I refuse to do on principle ....
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Just personal not meant to offend anyone. Or at least make more unisex items and IF IT IS UNISEX AND FITS please show it. Kinda over how everything’s directed to a female audience.
This was the drone shot from the farm crossing we were at in the second frame.
It had been a while since I've used the drone trackside, and I've already ranted about how it disconnected and didn't get the shot I had set up for 4014 coming through Omaha, so I was skeptical on how this would turn out.
Thankfully, though, everything seemed to work out. The connection was fine and even with the shutter lag that comes with some of those DJI drones, I still was able to time it about perfectly for my composition.
Sam also had his drone in the air, a newer Mavic 3 he picked up for a deal off of a grumpy Kanas railfan, and he was a little down the line behind me for the photo. However, those newer drones can fly a bit faster than what mine can, so he absolutely took me to Gapplebees while trying to get back to the car and land to continue the chase. He hit somewhere around 42 MPH on the way back. Normally mine can fly decently fast, but all I broke was a mere 18 MPH. I might have to start thinking about upgrading.
BNSF GP39E 2745 and SD40-2 1958 lead the Aurora local westbound on the Ravenna Subdivision outside Seward, Nebraska, June 14, 2023.