Hello my amazing Flickr friends !!

Today is a red day at Color my World Daily and the theme at Macro Mondays is royal. I decide to go with my tiny play cards (about 0,78 mm of hight). I have a royal hungover from my welcome back party for my son (see my yesterday’s post). I have to go to my office today and it is the solar eclipse. I honestly don’t know how I will handle all of that with a huge hangover … I keep my fingers crossed and I have my solar eclipse glasses with me (my husband got me one pair so I’m lucky since they are impossible to get anywhere near Montreal). Should I take my camera to the office ? I don’t know … I had some polish doughnuts and way too much alcohol yesterday (my Dad makes the best Spanish coffee in Montreal !!!). each time I ask myself : why I’m not a classy lady ??? And why I don’t stop before it is too late ? Well, at 51 years old, I still don’t know and I have no self control. Do I regret it ? NO ! Will I do it again ? YES ! I’m pretty much sure there is another party coming on very, very soon…And I ask myself : how do royal families treat hungover situations ?

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Jonny,Marco and Lucas.

There’s something inside me that pulls beneath the surface

Consuming, confusing

This lack of self-control, I fear is never-ending

Controlling, I can’t seem

To find myself again, my walls are closing in

(Without a sense of confidence

I’m convinced there’s just too much pressure to take)

I’ve felt this way before, so insecure

Crawling in my skin

These wounds, they will not heal

Fear is how I fall

Confusing what is real

Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me

Distracting, reacting

Against my will, I stand beside my own reflection

It’s haunting how I can’t seem

To find myself again, my walls are closing in

(Without a sense of confidence

I’m convinced there’s just too much pressure to take)

I’ve felt this way before, so insecure

Crawling in my skin

These wounds, they will not heal

Fear is how I fall

Confusing what is real

Caleta María, Seno Almirantazgo, Tierra del Fuego

Chile

Peter Gabriel - No Self Control

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Here are some other Fruits worth having..... Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness, self-control......

Eilidh Dashwood didn't care he didn't attend the ball with her.

'Cause I'm outta my head and outta my self-control..."

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Hair: Doux - Valentine

Top: Ison - Naima Silk Wrap tee

Bolero: Ison Milye Feather

Headpiece: Cureless & Disorderly - Lune de La Reine

Maggie : "It's always Bat. It's about time they did a Happy Caturday feature about me, Maggie!"

For Happy Caturday's Theme, Airs Above the Ground....featuring Maggie, Bat's sister.

"Vanish all self-control, and now we will see just how vain you mortals can be. " ~ Endora

Bewitched ~ Mirror, Mirror, on the Wall

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I know, I know... sportsmanship, respect, self-control. I've often been told about fair play. Personally, I must have missed that lesson, because I prefer a different kind of support. A megaphone in one hand, a middle finger in the other, and suddenly it becomes very difficult to behave reasonably. So I shout, I provoke, and I comment on every play with a rather questionable sense of objectivity. Some supporters applaud politely. Me? I turn the stands into a turbulence zone. At this point, I'm no longer sure whether I'm a supporter... or a threat to peace in the stands. 📢😈🔥

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Hey, you're playing with my delirium

And the longer I wait the harder I'm gonna fall

Stop playing with my delirium

'Cause I'm outta my head and outta my self-control

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If you can't handle a queen then go play with the princesses.....

SOFI TUKKER - Baby I'm A Queen

Baby I'm a queen, so why do you call me baby?

It's been about a week, it's too soon for nicknames

You tire me out but fill me up

And I don't mind it very much

You do not wait to wake me up

Too soon for mourning

I might prefer desire to self control

I might prefer crying to being composed

I might prefer chaos to even flow

It's too soon for sense though

I might prefer desire to self control

I might prefer crying to being composed

I might prefer chaos to even flow

It's too soon for sense though

Maybe I'm a queen, and maybe I am a baby

It's been over a week, still too soon for nicknames

You tire me out but fill me up

And I don't mind it very much

You do not wait to wake me up

Too soon for mourning

I might prefer desire to self control

I might prefer crying to being composed

I might prefer chaos to even flow

It's too soon for sense though

I might prefer desire to self control

I might prefer crying to being composed

I might prefer chaos to even flow

It's too soon for sense though

"A 'treat' is different from a 'reward', which must be justified or earned. A treat is a small pleasure or indulgence that we give to ourselves just because we want it. Treats give us greater vitality, which boosts self-control, which helps us maintain our healthy habits."

- Gretchen Rubin

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This will be Fred's first 52 weeks project. Although he did show up a lot in Aggie's and Eva's projects last year, he has yet to have more than a supporting role.

For those unfamiliar with Fred - he is a very handsome golden retriever almost puppy of 10 months old. What he lacks in self control, he more than makes up in cuteness. He can often be found with various parts of Agnes (tail, hind leg, and head) in his mouth. On her part Agnes is quite tolerant. She does like him, but will only actively wrestle about 30% of the time that Fred wants to. Eva tolerates less of his shenanigans.

This is going to be a different project for me as he does not excel in being a minimum focal length away and "stay" is not his strongest command.

As far as your self-control goes, as far goes your freedom.

Visitor centre of Ordensburg Vogelsang / Schleiden-Gemünd / Eifel National Park / North Rhine-Westphalia / Germany

Album of Germany (the west): www.flickr.com/photos/tabliniumcarlson/albums/72157713209...

Secondo la teoria delle giraffe di Darwin, tra 500 anni avremo tutti le braccia piú lunghe di un metro… per fare meglio i selfie.

Dovete avere più self-ie-control.

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According to a theory of Darwin's giraffes, in 500 years we will all have arms longer than a meter… for better rates, selfies.

You must have more self-control.

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Fuji X-Pro3. Editorial self-control, that is.

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I have been looking into socialism (Nazi Germany and the Soviet Union) for a while. I could never understand why those people did what they did, until now. When I look at the woke-communists of today, I can trace their evil ideology back in history. I now have an understanding of their ideology and use of words. I can look back and see how the people of the past became radicalized by evil. Today, people have become just as radicalized as those of the past. Their life revolves around their fantasy of a communist revolution. If you point out how radicalized they are, they don’t care. They are stone cold.

As a Christian, I knew that global totalitarianism was coming down the pike. However, this is the first time in my life that I truly understand the mindset of the monsters of the past. Evil people are drawn to evil, and they revel in evil. I can see this in many today. The future is going to be a bloody place. The past will repeat itself.

2 Timothy 3-4 “You should know this, Timothy, that in the last days there will be very difficult times. For people will love only themselves and their money. They will be boastful and proud, scoffing at God, disobedient to their parents, and ungrateful. They will consider nothing sacred. They will be unloving and unforgiving; they will slander others and have no self-control. They will be cruel and hate what is good. They will betray their friends, be reckless, be puffed up with pride, and love pleasure rather than God.”

High, higher than the sun

You shoot me from a gun

I need you to elevate me here

At the corner of your lips

As the orbit of your hips

Eclipse

You elevate my soul

I've got no self control

Been living like a mole now

Going down, excavation

High and High in the sky

You make me feel like I can fly

So high

Elevation

U2

It rained and everyone got wet.

Want to be balanced?

I need to get better.

Missing some of those pretty words.

amar - love

ajudar - help

respeito - respect

ação - deed, agency, step

colheita - profit, gain

disciplina - self-control

honestidade - honesty, truthfulness, artessness

agradecer - give thanks

ˢᵒ ᵖᵘʳᵉ, ˢᵒ ʳᵃʳᵉ

ᵀᵒ ʷⁱᵗⁿᵉˢˢ ˢᵘᶜʰ ᵃⁿ ᵉᵃʳᵗʰˡʸ ᵍᵒᵈᵈᵉˢˢ

ᵀʰᵃᵗ ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ˡᵒˢᵗ ᵐʸ ˢᵉˡᶠ-ᶜᵒⁿᵗʳᵒˡ

ᴮᵉʸᵒⁿᵈ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵉˡˡᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰʳᵒʷ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵈᵒˡˡᵃʳ

ᴰᵒʷⁿ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ

ᴴᵒˡⁱᵉˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵃˡᵗᵃʳˢ

ᴵ'ᵈ ˢᵉˡˡ ᵐʸ ˢᵒᵘˡ

ᴬⁿᵈ ᵐʸ ˢᵉˡᶠ-ᵉˢᵗᵉᵉᵐ ᵃ ᵈᵒˡˡᵃʳ ᵃᵗ ᵃ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ

ᶠᵒʳ ᵒⁿᵉ ᶜʰᵃⁿᶜᵉ, ᵒⁿᵉ ᵏⁱˢˢ

ᴼⁿᵉ ᵗᵃˢᵗᵉ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘ, ᵐʸ ᴹᵃᵍᵈᵃˡᵉⁿᵃ

Earthly Goddess

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Doux - River Hairstyle @ Mainstore

Jack Spoon - Miel Lipstick @ Anthology

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Aii - Stardancer Cuffs Set @ Mainstore

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Disparada junto al espigón de Las Góndolas.

Suena Pablo Martín con Susan Santos:

"Ya Pasó lo Peor"

Suena Laura Branigan:

"Self Control"

Suena Unut Kolaysa:

"Age Aasoone"

Abrazos.

Went to OUH LA LA “just to look”…

Left with CORAZON’s ADELE tattoo and zero self-control 💸

✨ cute chaos all over

🌙 tiny moons judging me

💅 LAMME nails by Nails Passion making it worse (in the best way)

Result: financially unstable but fabulous 😌✨

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Fuji X-Pro3. Did my photography leap from my head? An extension of myself, but with its own identity or even personality? Is it a kind of daughter of mine, closely related but, all in all, wiser and better self-controlled than me?

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Ramadan is a holy month of fasting, introspection and prayer for Muslims, the followers of Islam. It is celebrated as the month during which Muhammad received the initial revelations of the Quran, the holy book for Muslims. Fasting is one of the five fundamental principles of Islam.

Fasting is primarily an exercise of devotion to willingly renounce oneself, for a definite period of time, from all bodily appetites in order to form spiritual discipline and self-control. Muslims are prohibited from eating or drinking from dawn (fajr) to dusk (maghrib) when the adhan is sounded.

I said I was “just taking a quick photo” and somehow turned into the emotionally unavailable final boss of a gothic fairytale.

The moths aren’t decoration anymore, they’re emotional support coworkers at this point. ☕✨

10/10 would ignore notifications dramatically again.

The Ava Hands Tattoo is honestly ridiculously pretty, dark, elegant, and exactly the kind of detail that makes you stare at your own hands for way too long.

Now available at the Ouh Lala Event ✨

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After the event, available at the Noya Tattoo Mainstore , but honestly I’d go there sooner too, because there’s absolutely no self-control happening once you start looking around. ✨

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...I had to have a bit of self-control not to post the obvious title for this photo. ;-)

Let the puns begin....

Have you ever had one of those days when someone was so rude and mean to you that you wanted to explode? You managed to control yourself, thanks to your upbringing, where you treat the people who are treating you badly with respect and calmness? Your mood starts with anger (happily not uncontrollable), then your brain goes into gear and you start cooling down, after which you try and rationalize the situation, which takes you into the calming down phase and finally to being able to accept what has happened and as you cool down you can even find a way at laughing at the whole ordeal? Well I had that situation today and it is quite fun to visualize it creatively, I hope that you enjoy my work and get a laugh out of it. Because laughter makes everything better!!!!

HMAM😊😊😍

With heartfelt and genuine thanks for your kind visit. Have a wonderful and beautiful day, be well, keep your eyes open, appreciate the beauty surrounding you, enjoy creating and stay safe! ❤️❤️❤️

"This is for emergencies ONLY !

Exercise some self control, ok guys?

So, who's up for ordering some take-out? Chinese ok?" *smiles*

(Heck yes this is dumb!)

Aodhan & Brion Ravens

Photo taken at Dark Dreams

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Photographer Bryan Ravens

Editor Ravens Studio

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"Stay With Me"

Sam Smith

Guess it's true, I'm not good at a one-night stand

But I still need love 'cause I'm just a man

These nights never seem to go to plan

I don't want you to leave, will you hold my hand?

Oh, won't you stay with me?

'Cause you're all I need

This ain't love, it's clear to see

But, darling, stay with me

Why am I so emotional?

No, it's not a good look, gain some self-control

And deep down I know this never works

But you can lay with me so it doesn't hurt

Oh, won't you stay with me?

'Cause you're all I need

This ain't love, it's clear to see

But, darling, stay with me

Oh, won't you stay with me?

'Cause you're all I need

This ain't love, it's clear to see

But, darling, stay with me

Oh, won't you stay with me?

'Cause you're all I need

This ain't love, it's clear to see

But, darling, stay with me

For we, when we feel, evaporate: oh, we

breathe ourselves out and away: from ember to ember,

yielding us fainter fragrance. Then someone may say to us:

‘Yes, you are in my blood, the room, the Spring-time

is filling with you’..... What use is that: they cannot hold us,

we vanish inside and around them. And those who are beautiful,

oh, who holds them back? Appearance, endlessly, stands up,

in their face, and goes by. Like dew from the morning grass,

what is ours rises from us, like the heat

from a dish that is warmed. O smile: where? O upward gaze:

new, warm, vanishing wave of the heart - :

oh, we are that. Does the cosmic space,

we dissolve into, taste of us then? Do the Angels

really only take back what is theirs, what has streamed out of them,

or is there sometimes, as if by an oversight, something

of our being, as well? Are we as mingled with their

features, as there is vagueness in the faces

of pregnant women? They do not see it in the swirling

return to themselves. (How should they see it?)

Lovers, if they knew how, might utter

strange things in night air. Since it seems

everything hides us. Look, trees exist; houses,

we live in, still stand. Only we

pass everything by, like an exchange of air.

And all is at one, in keeping us secret, half out of

shame perhaps, half out of inexpressible hope.

Lovers, each satisfied in the other, I ask

you about us. You grasp yourselves. Have you a sign?

Look, it happens to me, that at times my hands

become aware of each other, or that my worn face

hides itself in them. That gives me a slight

sensation. But who would dare to exist only for that?

You, though, who grow in the other’s delight

until, overwhelmed, they beg:

‘No more’ -: you, who under your hands

grow richer like vintage years of the vine:

who sometimes vanish, because the other

has so gained the ascendancy: I ask you of us. I know

you touch so blissfully because the caress withholds,

because the place you cover so tenderly

does not disappear: because beneath it you feel

pure duration. So that you promise eternity

almost, from the embrace. And yet, when you’ve endured

the first terrible glances, and the yearning at windows,

and the first walk together, just once, through the garden:

Lovers, are you the same? When you raise yourselves

one to another’s mouth, and hang there – sip against sip:

O, how strangely the drinker then escapes from their action.

Weren’t you amazed by the caution of human gesture

on Attic steles? Weren’t love and departure

laid so lightly on shoulders, they seemed to be made

of other matter than ours? Think of the hands

how they rest without weight, though there is power in the torso.

Those self-controlled ones know, through that: so much is ours,

this is us, to touch our own selves so: the gods

may bear down more heavily on us. But that is the gods’ affair.

If only we too could discover a pure, contained

human place, a strip of fruitful land of our own,

between river and stone! For our own heart exceeds us,

even as theirs did. And we can no longer

gaze after it into images, that soothe it, or into

godlike bodies, where it restrains itself more completely.

Rainer Maria Rilke

Another Day · This Mortal Coil

JUSTICE

The last of nine graphics, attempting to highlight the Fruit of the Spirit, as given in Galatians 5:22-23, by using fruit that might be purchased in some grocery-store or market, with each Fruit of the Spirit having a poster with a solid fruit that begins with the same one or more letters as the Fruit of the Spirit.

Thanks for looking!

From this paradise, this garden, this Eden, we were to begin our journey toward heaven, but we deserted our training, abandoned our self-control, went limp before the contest for the crown even began. We were to increase from the image of God to the likeness of God, but we lost heart here, east of Eden.

-DAVID W. FAGERBERG, Liturgical Dogmatics How Catholic Beliefs Flow from Liturgical Prayer

parc de la Tête d'Or - Lyon

Craving You

Thomas Rhett

Every time we have to say goodbye

I'm countin' down until we say hello

Every touch is like the strongest drug

I don't know how much longer I can go

I never had somethin' that I can't walk away from

But, girl, my self-control's so paralyzed

When it comes to you, no, I ain't got no patience

There's somethin' 'bout you girl I just can't fight

You're like that cigarette

That shot of 100 proof

No matter how much I get

I'm always cravin'

That feelin' when we kiss

The way your body moves

No matter how much I get

I'm always cravin' you

Cravin' you

All the in-between is killin' me

You know I come unglued from missin' you

Sunset eyes, no, I don't have to try

Because you know exactly what to do

I never had somethin' that I can't walk away from (walk away from)

But, girl, my self-control's so paralyzed

When it comes to you, no, I ain't got no patience (I ain't got no patience)

There's somethin' 'bout you I just can't fight

You're like that cigarette

That shot of 100 proof

No matter how much I get

I'm always cravin'

That feelin' when we kiss

The way your body moves

No matter how much I get

I'm always cravin' you

Cravin' you

(I'm always cravin' you)

Cravin' you

Every time we have to say goodbye

I'm countin' down until we say hello

Every touch is like the strongest drug

I don't know how much longer I can go

(Yeah, yeah)

You're like that cigarette

That shot of 100 proof

No matter how much I get

I'm always cravin'

That feelin' when we kiss

The way your body moves

No matter how much I get

I'm always cravin' you, yeah

Cravin' you

Cravin' you

(I'm cravin' you baby)

I'm cravin' you

I'm cravin' you babe

Standing here watching this gently flowing stream meander through the meadow made me think of how gentle and lowly our Lord is. He was acquainted with grief and suffering and He humbled Himself even to the point of death on the cross. Our Lord knows how to empathize with us in our weakness and in our trial, yet He is still our Lord and He is the LORD of all things. Our Lord is both gentle and lowly, while also powerful and He is a Mighty Warrior who conquered sin and death and none of His foes can defeat Him! His power is perfectly self controlled in His Omniscient Wisdom!

Self Control

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“The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law" (Galatians 5:22)

Brent

Why is it difficult to do right

But so easy to sin?

Find the peace in losing to move on

From the chaos of the win

That demon in the mirror is still the saint that he portrays

So the songs of tomorrow borrow sorrows from today

And I don't wanna let you go

I think about you now everywhere I roll

Somewhere down the road, I lost my soul

And I know 'cause the glitter doesn't mean it's gold

And I don't wanna hurt nobody

I just wanna let the truth be told

I don't wanna hurt nobody

But I'm about to lose my self-control

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Location: Strawberry Lake

In the Dark Gothic Tarot deck, card VIII: Strength abandons the traditional image of the maiden taming the beast to delve into a narrative of somber introspection and unwavering will.

Card Symbolism

In this interpretation, the "beast" is not an external threat to be subdued, but a physical manifestation of the subconscious impulses, fears, and traumas. The scene moves away from violent confrontation and focuses on the sacred bond between consciousness and the personal abyss.

Main Meanings

The Alchemy of the Shadow: It is not about suppressing the darkness, but about integrating it. True strength lies in recognizing that the "beast" is part of oneself.

Silent Mastery: It represents self-control that arises not from repression, but from profound understanding. It is the calm amidst the inner storm.

Spiritual Courage: The ability to face what terrifies us about our own nature and, instead of fleeing, offer it a place at our table.

Creative Summary

"In the darkest corner of the soul, where others would wield a sword, this card offers an embrace. Strength here is the whisper that soothes the monster, the hand that caresses the scales, and the courage to admit that, to shine in the darkness, one must first have walked hand in hand with one's own nightmare."

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