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For indeed he was sick nigh unto death: but God had mercy on him; and not on him only, but on me also, lest I should have sorrow upon sorrow.

 

Philippians 2:27 King James Bible

  

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John J Lee

 

Ashtabula Ohio

September 2, 1911

 

Miss Vera Phillips

Lostant, Illinois

 

Dear Friend,

Thought I would tell you that I arrived home all right and also to send some news of Ashtabula. You ought to see the city now it is all dressed up in holiday attire.

Don

a touch of the gothic scene here

The Joy of all who Sorrow Eastern Orthodox church in Druskininkai, Lithuania, built between 1861 and 1865.

I was contacted by the Honourable Robert Wells - Commissioner last year with a request to license one of my photo's for the cover of the safety inquiry report.

 

The Inquiry was established following the tragic helicopter crash offshore Newfoundland and Labrador on March 12, 2009, in which 17 people were killed.

 

I remember watching the news during the time of the accident. One of the reports in the paper sticks out in my mind, the headline read:

 

"Waves of sorrow: Search ends for 16 missing in chopper crash"

 

The Inquiry has concluded and provided their findings and recommendations to prevent accidents like this in the future.

 

I was honoured to have my work on the cover and to have a chance to speak with Commissioner Wells who is one of the most interesting, genuine and accomplished people that I've ever had the pleasure of knowing.

 

Please excuse the poor quality of the image...the book was too thick for the scanner and that's changed the colors/quality.

 

About two years ago, we lost our much loved dog Rolo, and there hasn't been a day since when I haven't missed him.

 

The collar's retired now, but one day I hope the lead will be used again....

 

the shots in this series are in a pretty close time line. One moment he is upset and the next he is thinking of another unique pose for himself. Anyway, I included this one because it seemed to be an honest moment.

i wanted to add a second light to the mix so I used my 580EXII flash for highlight and triggered it with PW. the main light is an alien bee 800 inside of a westcott apollo (50") softbox up and camera right.

Die Neues Wache, Berlin.

Milan (Italy), Cimitero Monumentale

 

The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land

Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky:

A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers,

But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking

 

He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise

In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise

He's chained forever to a world that's departed

It's not enough, it's not enough

 

His blood has frozen & curdled with fright

His knees have trembled & given way in the night

His hand has weakened at the moment of truth

His step has faltered

 

One world, one soul

Time pass, the river rolls

 

It's not enough it's not enough

His hand has faltered

 

Pink Floyd

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We been so long waiting

For the all time high

We got a damn good reason

To put your troubles aside

And all your winter sorrows hang ‘em out to dry

Throw it away

Gotta throw it away

All the colorful days, my friend

Are coming around again!

Genuine sorrows are very tranquil in appearance in the deep bed they have dug for themselves. But, seeming to slumber, they corrode the soul like that frightful acid which penetrates crystal.

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It's hard to post anything today. I'm so sick of how we as a nation can't deal with issues of mental health and guns in this country in any kind of effective way. Are we willing to just accept this because nobody has the guts to stand up to the gun lobby and make some meaningful changes? Are we so callous that we can continue to ignore the problem of underfunded (or nonexistent) mental health systems in this country?

 

How many more will have to die before we stand up as a nation and try to do something?

 

My heart goes out to all of the people who have been scarred by this tragedy.

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Sesion de fotos con Angie. Mexicali, B.C. Mexico

 

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Angie's photoshoot. Mexicali, B.C. Mexico

 

Camera: Sony DSC-H5

Exposure: 0.167 sec (1/6)

Aperture: f/3.2

Focal Length: 6.4 mm

ISO Speed: 800

Exposure Bias: 0 EV

Flash: Off, Did not fire

 

JPG Captured & Processed in Lightroom v2.5

Model: Sofia Sorrow

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When we come to Jesus Christ, He does not promise to exempt us from trouble or sorrow. Tears will come, but deep inside there will be a joy that is difficult to explain to you...Read More at bit.ly/1gTPYci

 

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We all have them, some more then others.

Sorrow is...

Pain, Hurt, Betrayed, Left out, and Sadness

You feel that everyday thats

Sorrow

You cry everytime

Sorrow

The pain can never go away

Sorrow is...

Pain, Hurt, Betrayed, Left out, and Sadness

(poem I made)

sorrow found me when I was young,

sorrow waited, sorrow won.

@ Highgate cemetery, London.

The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over

the land

Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the

leaden sky:

A man lies and dreams of green fields and

[rivers,

But awakes to a morning with no reason for

waking

 

He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise

In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise

He's chained forever to a world that's departed

It's not enough, it's not enough

 

His blood has frozen & curdled with fright

His knees have trembled & given way in the

night

His hand has weakened at the moment of

truth

His step has faltered

 

One world, one soul,

Time pass, the river roll.

 

And he talks to the river of lost love and

dedication

And silent replies that swirl invitation

Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea

A grim intimation of what is to be

 

There's an unceasing wind that blows

through this night

And there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my

sight

And silence that speaks so much louder than

words,

Of promises broken

うちの上司です。

We were born between these mountains...

 

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Rock Pipit in Dumfriesshire

Irene Del Re ©

1996

Afganistan war memorial in Minsk Belarus

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