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"My name is Moises and i'm the fastest customizer alive (sarcasm)
When i was a child i saw my mother get killed by something impossible, my dad went to prison by her murder.
But an accident made me the impossible,to the outside world i'm an ordinary high school student,but in secret with the help of my friends at the Flickr League i fight crime and recruit others like me
One day i'll find the man who killed my mother and get justice for my father I am..
Sir Prime."
Alright after that cheezy intro it's time to get into the juicy stuff. First of all hey guys ! Yesterday was crazy !! With all the SDCC announcements man so hyped,so pumped ...slighty angry (The killing joke >:c )...so i saw fitting to post him today after all the glorious DC announcements.
Since S1EP01 i really liked The Flash and it has become my favorite TV Show in a while,i think i'm in the minority who actually really like the suit... i just love it, so i've been working on this fig for a good while and i finally finished it.
So first of all everything you see is painted by me...not a single printed piece or detail,the cowl was kinda tricky to fo since the lighting bolts had to be smaller which those were a hell to do and glue on,the Season 2 logo is 3D and that's pretty much it you can notice the rest ;)
I really wanted to get this figure right since it's from my fav TV show so i knew i had to make him look as best as i could, of course it's not perfect but i'm really really happy with it and i hope you all like it to.
As a side note the bottom left image is supposed to replicate the Season 2 poster.
Have a Bricktacular day.
-Prime
The pride of UP's fleet (sarcasm intended), 7115 and 9733, notch up as they pull in and out of the yard to make a rear end set out. I assume this unit has an inward facing camera if you look at what it says on the front door...
fabric hoops for lucy's nursery ... nope, her nursery still isn't finished.
she's 7 months old.
i am mom of the year. /sarcasm
Red and green eyes for 3D vision and....pee to you (P2U):-)) This is, of course, a look alike of R2-D2 from Starwars.
Another title that springs to mind is 'Please Keep Refrigerated'. Hmmm.
Am waiting for Dynorod to turn up...my kitchen sinks are blocked. Too much fun for a Saturday. I can't take it. The glamour. *self-dripping-in-sarcasm*
Film - youtu.be/CSph32eczVE
Beinn Alligin summit camp under a dancing Aurora
The settled weather continued for yet another weekend (couldn’t believe it!) so I decided for another wild camp. Up until I made the decision to camp in Torridon, I hadn’t even considered Beinn Alligin as a location, however I did want to take a photo of the Horns of Alligin and Beinn Dearg from the summit of Sgurr Mor. So Beinn Alligin it was on a whim….
The weather was superb and I set off in blazing sunshine from the car park with my light bag on;) The snow seemed fairly stripped from the mountain but I couldn’t see the route between the two Munro’s so I packed axe and crampons just in case (been caught out before!). This made the pack even lighter (sarcasm…) . Given the size and weight of the pack I decided against The Horns and headed up the Coire nan Laogh route, however there was a fair bit of ascent before reaching the Corrie! Psychologically I was thinking it was an easy dander until the Corrie then a steep pull up. In reality there’s a rather steep walk in to get to the corrie an I STRUGGLED! The sweat was pouring off me and the blazing sun was beating down, I had no energy and seriously considered if I was going to be able to do this! Maybe try for the first Munro and camp there, I thought as I slowly made my way up. The shade in the Coire nan Laogh was welcome and after a drink and a bite eat I started to feel better. A water stop near the top of the Coire made my bag even lighter – I was so delighted at this (sarcasm) but at least I didn’t have to hunt for H20 when I finally got my camp set up…….
A little further and I was soon approaching the first Munro – Tom na Gruagaich. The views were absolutely stupendous. I took an airy perch on the trig and sat with eyes wide open at the splendour of our wee country….we are so lucky!! The Torridonian Mountains to my east and the sea board and Islands at my back- an amazing view point.
The sun was starting to drop towards the Atlantic and the Outer Hebrides so I made the decision to crack on the Sgurr Mor. The small light weight pack made my descent of Tom na Gruagaich a little interesting and care was required but I was soon heading uphill again this time with numerous breaks (just wanted to look at the views – honest – the pack was so light!). A quick gander at The Black Cleft and I was nearly there.
With sunset approaching I didn’t have time to mess around so set straight to getting the tent up then some photos……
After playing with the camera I set about using my new stove (was very nice and efficient) and had a cracking tea. The horizon was red and I sat watching the fishing boat lights twinkle on the Inner Sound and out to The Minch, not a bad way to let my dinner digest!
As you may know I like playing with my camera settings with some photos of the stars so I decided to have a lye down and listen to music waiting for dusk to pass… I was knackered and nearly didn’t get back up to take photos, but I am so glad I did awaken!!!
For years I’ve dreamt of being on a wild camp when the Aurora comes to play, and at the tail end of 2014 I got the northern lights on a wild camp in Glencoe. However pleasing it was , it wasn’t a strong show (only a faint glow visible to the naked eye) and some cloud spoiled the event (plus me having a frozen lens didn’t help with the photos…). With the advent of social media catching the lights has become a little easier and only a few weeks ago I was treated to the best display I have seen above Perth where the lights were dancing and the lights were performing to their full specification – pillars, shafts of light etc etc
In my tent on the top of Beinn Alligin I didn’t have a signal to allow alerts to come through so was unawares until I stepped outside… I saw the glow – it was faint – just as it had been in Glencoe – but it still had me rushing around getting the tripod set up, these shows don’t last long sometimes…… 4 hours later I was still outside standing and gawping…… The faint glow I saw as I emerged from the tent soon brightened and for about an hour the Northern lights were dancing above Gairloch and clearly visible to the naked eye. I was in awe, when I wasn’t trying to capture it on the camera I was just standing and staring… an amazing spectacle …. I wanted to stay up all night but I was exhausted and eventually hit the hay, with the alarm set for getting up before sunrise for some more photos (I wasn’t sure if I had any memory left on the card after the Aurora shots ;)
I slept well, which is unusual for a camp but was soon up brewing the coffee and waiting for the sun to rise . I had thought I may have got an inversion but the cloud hadn’t moved fa enough west. I could see fog to the east… never mind a few weeks later and I was treated to the inversion of inversions on Ben Lui;)
As with the sunset, the sunrise was spectacular….. It rose over Beinn Eighe and filled the glen with shafts of light… To the West the shadow of Ben Alligin was cast across the Inner Sound, pointing out towards Clisham….. More photos and I had to start thinking about heading home, it is a long drive!! After numerous photographs I once again saddled the small light weight pack and made a second ascent of Tom Na Gruagaich….. The blues skies and crystal clear clarity were not helping my progress… every five meters was a photo stop!! The steepness of the descent started to make sense of why I had lacked energy and tiredness the day before!
I eventually made the car and I am glad I had such a light back pack as the memories I collected were a full load! As superb trip to a superb mountain with superb entertainment laid on by Aurora Borealis…
Glass bricks (1 of 2).
These were taken in a cottage I was staying at a few weeks ago (remember travel?).
This one is all about the graphic pattern with the cross and the bubble detail. You can play spot-the-real-water-drop if you like :)
Any excuse for Pink Floyd lyrics...
This is for the Macro Wednesday group and for my 100x Monochrome & Tone project.
Thank you for taking the time to look. I hope you enjoy the image. Happy Macro Wednesday and 100x :)
[Handheld in diffuse interior sunlight.
Developed in Photolab 3 with low Clarity and smoothness with a lot of tweaking of tones. Heavy Prime noise reduction.
Processed in Affinity. High Pass/Linear blend sharpening.
Cropped to get the diagonal right, keeping the original aspect ratio.
Converted to monochrome in Nik Silver Effex.
Heavy toning using two different blues, trying to bring out the hard coolness of the glass.
Heavy dark vignette just in the corners.]
»Dr. M. and the 'subservient' spirit«
»Die Ausgangssperre« 😮 oder »Frau Dr. M. und der Geist der „Untertanen“«
While reviewing my stream here on Flickr, I want to delete some pictures, I noticed this 'lovingly-genially' photographed portrait of "Tilly V in captivity", it was lounging around on the last page, at the bottom and hardly noticed.
For current reasons and to illustrate what I see as the capital insanity of our "capitals", I am posting it here again.
I cannot refrain from a touch of sarcasm... 😎
Sharing in "SM" - no, not sado-maso, we have enough of that anyway! - is expressly permitted this time.
May 1st, 2021,
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Bei der Durchsicht meines Streams hier bei Flickr, ich will einige Bilder löschen, fiel mir dieses liebevoll-genial photographierte Portrait von „Tilly V in Gefangenschaft“ auf, es lümmelte auf der letzten Seite, ganz unten und wenig beachtet, herum.
Aus aktuellem Anlaß und zur Illustration des in meinen Augen kapitalen Irrsinns unserer „Kapitalen“ stelle ich es mal frisch ein.
Eines Hauchs von Sarkasmus kann (und will!) ich mich nicht enthalten... 😎
Ein Teilen in „SM“ — nein, nicht „sado-maso“, davon haben wir eh genug! — sei diesmal ausdrücklich erlaubt.
1. Mai 2021,
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Trying something different... I didn't think I'd ever do a faerie photo but the process of taking a self portrait often leads me in surprising directions.
While taking the photo I focus on bringing out an emotion. If I feel nothing I can't shoot. But then, when processing, I reflect on what I've expressed and try to take the idea further - with symbolism, styling, crop and colors... I think this is the part I enjoy more, because this is where I really feel like I am creating an experience.
P.S. I'm not a smoker. Smoking is a dated and stinky habit to have.
Photoshop brushes used for:
- wings (Obsidian Dawn)
- pixie dust (Spiritsighs)
- smoke (Falln-Brushes)
Pia's gorgeous necklace (in the hair) :-) Better feature of it coming soon...
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Certainly there will be no dark sarcasm in these classrooms, as they are no more. A final, and artistic look at William Parker school along Ashby Road, Daventry. It has now been raised, and the school will now take on part of the UTC which closed earlier this year
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Se lo que vale esta foto ( con la trepidación del motor del coche y a pulso...), pero me encanta el sarcasmo de ella.
He borrado las referencias de lugar. Creo firmemente que la mejor protección es la ignorancia de masas. Los que sabéis, sabréis donde es.
The only thing stronger than a dog's sense of smell is his sense of irony...
[UPDATE: I had dinner with my daughter last night and showed her this photo, mentioning that I thought I had taken it somewhere in her neighborhood. She looked at me funny and said "I guess you did, since I painted the sign and hung it on my own fence." Her block had had a block party during Bayou Boogaloo and because she lives so close to the bayou the street was crowded with strangers, so she made the sign hoping no revelers would inadvertently open the gate and 'let the dogs out.']
PREMESSA:
Cari amici, questa volta ci ho pensato su molto,
la paura di sbagliare, di sembrare inadeguato,
era sempre nel cuore.
Mi sono chiesto:
"Con un'argomento così delicato, come fare per non calcare troppo la mano,
per non sembrare solo uno sciatto qualunquista".
Vedremo cosa salta fuori, forse Il sarcasmo è più potente di mille fucili.
Sono curioso, buona visione e lettura.
SONO INNOCENTE
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E’ un brutto momento per me.
Piove… piove e giù tutti ad insultarmi, ad odiarmi.
Non credo di meritarlo, ed invece, nelle parole della gente,
in televisione, sui giornali… peste e corna.
Lo ritengo un accanimento, a dir poco, ingiusto.
Non un cane che mi difenda.
Sapete?
Sono convinto di essere vittima di un complotto.
Vogliono farmi fuori.
Credetemi, i colpevoli si son ben nascosti, manovrano per affossarmi,
per seppellirmi, sotto milioni di metri cubi di cemento armato.
Magari adesso sono spaparanzati chissà dove,
forsein qualche paradiso fiscale, lontano da qui,
nel vano tentativo che il rimorso non li possa mai raggiungere…
Patetici illusi, questo siete... illusi.
Oppure sono qui, nascosti ai piani alti, se la ridono alla grande,
nei loro lussuosi appartamenti vista “chi se ne frega”.
Sono sicuro, l’ho sentito dire tempo fa.
Ed intanto, mentre passo vorticoso, affogo le speranze della povera gente,
inzuppandola sino al collo, se non peggio ancora.
Sin dalla nascita, mi è stato assegnato un compito preciso, la missione è raggiungere il mare.
Sì, è il mio lavoro, ma devo confessarlo, anche il mio sogno di bambino.
Non l’ho mai visto, dicono che è immenso, meraviglioso.
Prima, dovrò affrontare mille difficoltà, ostacoli improvvisi, strettoie, gole profonde, salti nel vuoto.
Nonostante tutte le barriere naturali e no,
riuscirò a “scivolare” fino a valle, statene certi.
Ho il carattere forte, se m’impegno, supero tutto,
niente e nessuno può fermarmi.
Nasco sui monti, tra nubi rosate,
zampillo qua e là verso valli verdi.
La mia acqua è limpida, freschissima,
spesso impetuosa, irrequieta.
Che volete farci, sono giovane, ancora inesperto,
non bado troppo al percorso.
Un momento… a pensarci bene, da un po’ di anni,
mi sono accorto della comparsa, ovunque, di muraglioni,
talmente imponenti, da incutermi una certa soggezione.
Mi dico mentre avanzo sempre più veloce.
Meglio così… meno fatica, e poi, ditemi, alla nostra verde età, a chi non piace correre un po’.
Certo, mi rendo conto che non è poi così facile scorrere a per di fiato.
Ai lati del mio alveo, ogni giorno sempre più stretto,
nascono e muoiono milioni di arbusti, o meglio,
di alberi veri e propri.
Si fanno largo tra rovi e sterpaglie fittissime, impenetrabili.
Ad essere sinceri devo dire, che qualche difficoltà la incontro, ma vuoi mettere il divertimento a strappar via tutto e portarmelo al mare?
Penso che anche a voi piaccia viaggiare in compagnia, vero?
E poi, questo gioco di gruppo deve essere di moda,
oppure sono simpatico, sta di fatto che in continuazione,
centinaia di persone mi regalano di tutto.
Che brava gente, lo fanno persino di notte.
Penso che siano senz'altro dei timidi benefattori,
con riservatezza accurata mi scaricano vagonate di materiali,
anche tossici,
poi scappano via facendo meno rumore possibile.
Vorrei ringraziarli di tanto affetto… ma, alzando un po’ l’onda,
li cerco ovunque… nulla… spariti, volatilizzati.
Che posso fare, per non essere scortese, accetto tutto.
Magari. qualcosa chissà? Potesse mai servire!
A dire il vero, i regali sono anche troppi,
ce la farò a portarli tutti al mare, insieme al resto?
Per fortuna, qualcosa di più voluminoso,
rimane incastrato tra i rami che nemmeno io sono riuscito a sradicare.
Altri doni, si infilano a zeppa sotto i ponti, altri ancora, s’intrigano in mille diavolerie che spuntano abusive, dappertutto.
Certo, io non posso assolutamente fermarmi per rimuoverli,
non ho i freni purtroppo.
Che stupido a non pensarci.
Qualcuno, lo farà di certo, se così non fosse,
vi rendete conto dei disastri che accadrebbero?
Ridendo e scherzando sono arrivato in pianura,
il tempo passa, ora sono un fiume maturo, è incredibile,
mi piace tutto.
Estasiato, per gustarmi lo spettacolo mi muovo lento.
Dalla tarda primavera in poi, che emozione mi prende. Passeggiando con calma, posso vedere centinaia di persone sorridere, fare foto, pescare in pieno relax,
navigarmi su piccole barche, altri,
passeggiare lungo le sponde insieme a bambini sereni.
Che bello, che pace.
Visito città fantastiche, case e palazzi bellissimi.
Bene, molto bene, mi accorgo di essere amato, coccolato.
Dalle finestre aperte una moltitudine di mani saluta,
mi sento un principe.
Vorrei rimanere… ma, non posso… che peccato…
Grazie lo stesso però.
Prima di lasciarvi, un’ultima cosa...
Vado matto per i ponti, come magnifici arcobaleni, congiungono le rive.
Li adoro… beh, a questo punto,
voglio citare una frase detta da Papa Francesco di recente.
Calza a pennello…
Ancora non capisco come avrà fatto a sapere del mio hobby ,
meno muri e più ponti .
Sono d’accordo in pieno.
Ce ne sono di fantastici, direi vere opere d’arte, altri,
a parer mio, un tantino meno, anzi sono proprio da sistemare, e subito.
Un po’ per volta, sembrano franarmi addosso, per questo, appena li raggiungo, cerco di andarmene più veloce possibile.
Ancora una riflessione:
“sono certo che tra tutta questa bella gente,
che ama il proprio territorio e il suo fiume d’argento,
ci sarà senz'altro, qualcuno preposto a questi inderogabili lavori di manutenzione.
Non credo possibile che nessuno ci abbia mai pensato,
è cosi ovvio, è sotto gli occhi di tutti”.
Del resto, è da sempre che passo di qua, non da ieri,
un po’ di danni, nei secoli, è inevitabile… li ho fatti,
e li farò ancora purtroppo.
Sì, sto attento, ma, con tutti questi regali qualche volta,
li batto prima a destra, poi a manca…
Scusate, un po’ è anche colpa vostra! O no?
Io, non li ho mai chiesti, fatemene meno, non credete?
Non sempre passo facilmente, in particolar modo,
quando piove così tanto, come negli ultimi anni,
come in questi giorni così drammatici.
Quando piove forte forte, mi ubriaco, ed allora senza volerlo, il livello di guardia vola alle stelle, la pancia, piena d’acqua, sale… sale, fino in gola, cerco di trattenerla, ma… non resisto, da qualche parte devo pur sputarla, non credete?
E poi, divento impetuoso, minaccioso, distruttivo.
Addirittura, mi dimentico quanto siete buoni,
affettuosi nei miei confronti…
Ditemi… Starò male?.
Però… secondo voi amici cari…
E’ tutta colpa mia?
Non vorrei offendere qualcuno, ma il giorno dopo,
smaltita la sbornia,
mi vengono a mente questi strani pensieri.
Effetti dell’alcool?
O c’è dell’altro?!
Tra poco sarò a destinazione, devo confessarvi,
mi sento un po’ stanco, gli anni cominciano a pesare,
ma il mare è nei pressi.
Qualche piccolo sforzo e potrò sfociare tranquillo,
coronando il mio sogno di bambino.
Ora, che sono un vecchio navigato, una cosa l’ho capita:
“ SONO INNOCENTE ”.
Ci fosse stato più spazio in golene pulite e prive di costruzioni, avrei potuto correre, giocare,
scaricando così i miei nervi durante le piene,
oggi, più frequenti che mai.
Mi sarebbe piaciuto sentirmi protetto,
contenuto tra argini forti e sicuri.
Quando necessario,
accompagnato in scolmatori efficienti ed ampi.
La corretta ed assidua manutenzione, avrebbe fatto il resto.
A questo punto… forse… non mi odiereste tutti così.
Ho chiesto in giro,
mi sono accorto che molte persone ormai sono allo stremo, deluse, ingannate, senza speranza.
Morte e distruzione ovunque.
Vorrei aiutarvi, ma non ne ho più forza.
Un’ultima cosa… ricordatelo sempre.
Non potete immaginare quanto vi amo.
No… non sono cattivo, come vogliono farvi intendere.
Ed ora, lasciatemi morire senza rimorsi, vi prego.
Prima… vorrei trastullarmi ancora un po’ in questa laguna dorata,
immerso tra mare e cielo.
Assaporo l’ultimo respiro in un tramonto incantevole,
le canne rigano il sole.
Sto piangendo di gioia, è vero…
E' uno spettacolo meraviglioso.
L’ho sempre sognato così.
Vi voglio bene.
Un tenero bacio dal vostro fiume.
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Recent photo ops have portrayed Don promoting the Bible. Maybe he couldn't read it because he hadn't read the book I'm recommending for him.
We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave the kids alone
Hey teacher leave us kids alone
All in all it's just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave the kids alone
Hey teacher leave us kids alone
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
"Wrong! Do it again!"
"If you don't eat yer meat, you can't have any pudding!How can you have any pudding if you don't eat yer meat?!""You! Yes! You behind the bikesheds! Stand still, laddie!"
Non ci serve un'educazione
non ci serve che controlliate i nostri pensieri
Nessun cupo sarcasmo nella classe
Maestri lasciate soli i bambini
Hei maestro, lasciaci soli
Dopo tutto era solo un mattone nel muro
Dopo tutto era solo un mattone nel muro
Non ci serve un'educazione
non ci serve che controlliate i nostri pensieri
Nessun cupo sarcasmo nella classe
Maestri lasciate soli i bambini
Hei maestro, lasciaci soli
Dopo tutto era solo un mattone nel muro
Dopo tutto era solo un mattone nel muro
"Sbagliato! Rifallo da capo!"
"Se non mangiate la carne, non potrete mangiare il pudding! Come potrete ricevere il pudding se non mangiate la carne?"
"Tu! Sì! Tu dietro il deposito delle bici! Stai dritto, ragazzo!"
Since we have such lovely weather here (sarcasm) I'm going through some older photos I've accumulated.
"When I think more than I want to think
Do things I never should do
I drink much more that I ought to drink
Because it brings me back you
Lilac wine is sweet and heady,
Like my love
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady,
Like my love"
(Jeff Buckley)
Heartfelt
In this world,
so many times I feel what people say
is a joke
too much sarcasm
and a lack of sincerity.
If all the words
that escape our lips
mean nothing
How can we feel?
How can we express?
Excerpt of a poem By Meredith Roaten
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However, this looks like a new variety, NEVER saw these before.
Have a blooming time, filled with love and beauty, M, (*_*)
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There's an element of sarcasm in this caption because these are cattle in a field at Pembrey Airport that I captured as we were leaving. The reason for this is because when we arrived an elderly woman had an 'argument' with a member of staff at the Restaurant there because you're not allowed to pass through it without wearing a mask. Further to that though we met another tog , who kept getting far too close to me to the extent at one point he was peering over my shoulder at my camera to see what I'd captured. He was too close for me to turn around to ask him to keep his distance- thank goodness that Huw noticed and asked him politely to keep away from me.
Bom dia, meninas!
Hoje tem mais um novo PL no blog! :D
Ele tá com duas camadas sobre o Arizona da Zoya. :)
Tem mais fotos desses glitter multicolorido lindo por lá:
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Beijooo e ótimo dia! :)
You know you've had this wine before!
The ubiquitous wine glasses with wine bottle bokeh shot
The hereios of the We're Here! group have paid a visit to the That is so cliche' group today.