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"The third eye (also known as the inner eye) is a mystical and esoteric concept referring in part to the ajna (brow) chakra in certain spiritual traditions. It is also spoken of as the gate that leads within to inner realms and spaces of higher consciousness. In New Age spirituality, the third eye may alternately symbolize a state of enlightenment or the evocation of mental images having deeply personal spiritual or psychological significance. The third eye is often associated with visions, clairvoyance (which includes the ability to observe chakras and auras), precognition, and out-of-body experiences. (Wikipedia)"
The real deal- for the second keep that replaced the original.
It is believed that the keep featured here is the one that the third Tokugawa shogun, Iemitsu built in 1637-1638. Iemitsu had the one his grandfather, Ieyasu, rebuilt and replaced in a makeover the castle's inner bailey. During the Meireki fire of 1657, much of Edo Castle, including the keep, were destroyed. After that, it was decided not to rebuild the keep. After all, who would dare attack the shogun? And besides, the government really couldn't afford the contsruction costs.
( The third sun at the near-end is the reflection on the top of my car..)
You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within;
And to the leading Love-throb in the Heart
Thro' all my Being, thro' my pulse's beat;
You lie in all my many Thoughts, like Light,
Like the fair light of Dawn, or summer Eve
On rippling Stream, or cloud-reflecting Lake.
And looking to the Heaven, that bends above you,
How oft! I bless the Lot that made me love you.
The Presence of Love
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
"The Third Space" is a multifunctional installation and open air venue of the playhouse in Düsseldorf. The parts of a scrapped Transall airplane disfigure the just finished new or renovated architecture of the square between the Schauspielhaus and the Koe Bogen 2 mall.
The building was commissioned by the city of Düsseldorf and erected between 1965 and 1969 by the Düsseldorf architect Bernhard Pfau. The sculptural large-scale form stands in exciting contrast to the neighboring "Dreischeibenhaus" and is therefore characterized by a special urban development quality. The building, which can be classified as organic architecture within post-war modernism, houses two auditoriums of a high acoustic and technical standard, the "Großes Haus" and the "Kleines Haus". The "Schauspielhaus Düsseldorf" is the only state theater in the state of North Rhine-Westphalia.
Source: wikipedia.de
Yeah still messing around with these till i get them the way i want ,as you can see took out the carrick castle and put in a old map of ireland to the right of the boat is a letter that he sent havent a clue what it says its in dutch, if you look up to were Portrush is my name and year there is also my wife and our four kids names here to...as this is going to be round for a long time why not leave my mark:) ....Thats it all finished no more messing around there all finished get some sleep now, bloody Nackerd....:) just for Gerty my clock say 05:21am:)
Book about the issues faced by children raised overseas (by parents who had jobs overseas), who then come back to their "passport country" and have to deal with incredible feelings of unacknowledged loss, questions of identity and the search for a place to belong. These are the very reasons that motivated me to write my own story so it was eery to only just now be hearing about a whole population of people called Third Culture Kids (TCKs) and Adult Third Culture Kids (ATCKs). As if I didn't have enough subcultures to contend with. I heard the term two weeks ago when I gave a talk to a book club that had just read my book. Then, last week, my Canadian raised, Malaysian editor linked me to the TCK organization via facebook and I've been immersed in this material since.
The book divides these kids into roughly three categories 1) Missioinary Kids (MKs), 2) Military Brats and 3) International Business families. Except for the MKs these were the kids I went to school with or who lived in my neighborhood in Bangkok (BKK). I would also add the category of nomadic academics since my best friend Pippa's father was a professor and that is also a common job overseas. The book claims that the term also includes biracial and bicultural children, but then doesn't give more than a mention to those stories, which left me feeling like here was another case of Americans looking out for their own or first world, white, Europeans anyway. But I won't quibble.
The key issue and the source of our pain, as it were, is that we were all subject to a highly cross-cultural experience during our developmental years which was later taken away. Cultures that were not the experience of our parents (or one of them, as in my case). There was also the burden of being physically different thus being seen as the outsider (not so true for me in Thailand, but definitely true when I came to US). Then there's the incomplete multi-lingual aspect of being able to speak and not read one language or some complex combination that will later need explaining when people ask where you are from. We are also highly mobile, used to traversing the world often enough to have a favorite seat on the plane. Needless to say fear of flying is not one of our issues.
Two more similarities startled me. We are predominantly part of a privileged community ie: servants, chauffeurs and perks were part of our life. The military brats living across the street from me had access to American movies that their father, who was in charge of entertaining the troops, showed in their living room during a cocktail party. (Island of the Blue Dolphins which disturbed me immensely, at age 5, because she shot the wolf; I watched until it recovered.) It took 3 years for only the most popular movies to get to BKK otherwise. They also got to shop at the PX thus I became acquainted with a chocolate bar called Hersheys. (Chocolate was not a known confection in Thailand until ice cream introduced.) My privilege came from the wealth that could afford to send my father to England to get his Ph.D. and me to private English speaking schools to hang with these others. TCKs also know they will be repatriated to their passport country. I knew I was being groomed by my education to be emigrated which is not quite same thing, but similar sense of destiny.
The other was that we are conscious of representing a system greater than ourselves whether it be the military, or the church or Foremost ice cream or some other multi-national that sponsored the parental job. This was not my thing so much, but I did feel that I represented the love between two races, two nationalities and that whole UN thing of wanting world peace or, you know, you are just not going to be able to function and get back to see all your friends. I was proud to read of the young Americans returning to their home country and being appalled at the ignorance of their school friends who just did not care that there was a war going on in Bosnia or what. This is why TCKs so embrace Obama as one of them. He who understands, on a visceral level, why we have to get it right as a nation in the world.
This book unearthed a new way to look at my history and it named some of the things that are still issues now and in fact would be helpful to discuss like my inability to commit to anything further into the future than next month for fear that it will all change. And for good. Entire countries lost. Friends never to be seen again, etc. etc.
The benefits far outweigh these issues on an intellectual and experiential level, which is why the emotions are so in denial because it sounds like so much whining by privileged people. We are also adept at meeting new people, finding common ground, discerning dramatically different worldviews as well as subtle differences in perspective and fully immersing in what's going on now. On the surface we are also good at saying goodbye and moving on, but we carry several lifetimes of ghosts. People who flickered in and out of our world. Just like you all on flickr. Ha.
The third eye of Goddess Kali
Shakhari Bazar, Dhaka
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The third line of the Sofia subway was officially opened on 26-th August 2020 for passengers service between the stations Krasno selo and Hadzhi Dimitar. For the purposes of the line, Sofia municipality purchased 20 and ordered 10 more brand new Siemens Inspiro trains. The next stages of expansion of the subway include the continuation after Hadzhi Dimitar station and a branch to Slatina neighborhood.
The third MetOp satellite, MetOp-C, was launched on a Soyuz rocket from Europe’s Spaceport in French Guiana to continue the provision of data for weather forecasting from polar orbit. Carrying the 4083 kg MetOp-C satellite, the Soyuz rocket lifted off on 7 November at 00:47 GMT (01:47 CET).
MetOp-C is the last in the current series of MetOp satellites, following on from MetOp-A, which was launched in 2006, and MetOp-B, which was launched in 2012. The MetOp satellites are developed by ESA under a cooperation agreement to form the space segment of the Eumetsat Polar System. This system is Europe’s contribution to a multi-orbit polar system shared with the US NOAA agency.
Credits: ESA-CNES-Arianespace/Optique Video du CSG - JM. Guillon
Third week: Tiring
so tired! without much time for things I most hope to organize everything this week:)
Thanks for the comments last week that it was not exactly the picture most of the week okay: D
I'll post some new photos this week, promise!
xoxo Flickr's
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Terceira semana : Cansativa
tão cansada ! sem muito tempo pras coisas mais espero organizar tudo essa semana :)
Obrigada pelos comentários da semana passada aquela não era bem a foto da semana mais tudo bem :D
vou postar umas fotos novas essa semana , prometo !
bjbj Flick's
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souvenir folder, postcards of Lethbridge
18 colourized postcards
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