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When I was ten years old, I found throwing rocks in the road for cars to hit while I waited for the bus was very entertaining. When my father told me that if I did that, one would fly back and hit me in the head, I stopped. For some reason Brooke and I ended up doing that and we somehow found it hilarious. We're like cavemen inventing fire. I love my best friend (:
This is the same road but a different angle used in the shot God Bless The Broken Road; It Led Me Straight To You.
Thought I'd snap a few more photos as we passed the former Anthony Bowen YMCA on W Street. It's still sitting empty two years after it was closed in anticipation of a new development that fell through. Pathetic!
The inaugural two-day USC Global Competition Law Thought Leadership Conference was hosted by the USC Gould School of Law’s Center for Transnational Law and Business (CTLB) and the USC Marshall School of Business Initiative on Digital Competition, in collaboration with Analysis Group June 3-4, 2022. The event focused on the state of play for antitrust and competition issues in the Asia-Pacific and U.S. West Coast regions, and featured several notable antitrust experts, including government officials, practitioners and academics. The keynote speakers were Richard Powers of the U.S. Department of Justice and Andy Chen of the Taiwan Fair Trade Commission.
Photo by Heidi Ried-Gonzaga
It was nice last Friday, so I thought I'd pull my new mount out into the field, put it all together and do a test run.
Well ... for the first time... quite a tragedy, the communication between the individual devices was astrocious. I could almost do nothing + terrible seeing conditions.
I didn't think about the target, I just pointed my camera to the Orion, let it run for a while and as I was very tired, after a few exposures I fell asleep, woke up after 1 hour (frankfully) and packed home.
telescopius.com/pictures/view/101645
You don't have to look for mistakes cause there are a lot of them there 😃
Compositions completely out, slightly out of focus and stars slightly burned out.
Photographed: Prague East, Bortle 7, Moon illuminated by 48%, humidity 90%.
Exif: 45 x 61s, ISO 2500, f/13, 1200 mm, NO calibration frames taken. Dithered 2px and guiding occasionally connected.
Gear:
Mounting: iOptron CEM40
Pointing: ZWO ASI 120MM Mini Mono + ZWO Mini Guide Scope 30/120.
PC: ZWO AsiAir Pro.
Optics: Tamron G2 150 - 600mm + Tamron APO 2x EX.
Camera: Sony A7 III (full spectrum).
Filter: Optolong L-Pro.
Processed in Pixinsight, PS and LR.
The boy lay tossing on his bed, and thought of the stranger and his talk. "It is not the treasures," he said to himself, "that have stirred in me such unspeakable longings; I care not for wealth and riches; but that blue flower I do long to see; it haunts me and I can think and dream of nothing else. I never felt so before; it seems as if my past life had been a dream, or as though I had passed in sleep into another world, for in the world that I used to know who would have troubled himself about a flower? Indeed, I never heard tell of such a strange passion for a flower
This is a mask of commedia dell'arte, it's the Devil's mask of the Renaissance, to be more precise.
© Alessandra Raimondi (ale.rai) , all rights reserved.
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scooping up water from the dark spring with my hands.
none of the forest.
none of the bitds.
none of you.
filling my mind to the brim.
and...can't help my eyes are overflowing.
stacking splinters of glass .
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This is my "design thought model". It is intended to communicate my design process in response to an assignment given in the freshman design course - Design Thinking. In short, my process is intensely thought out and quite intricate. Each gear in the model represents the ideas building in my head... the inside gears spinning faster are the immediate ideas and the slower gears on the outside are the primary, finalized ideas. The spring is the potential of each project before it is wound up and put into the process just like it is potential energy waiting to run the clock. There are no numbers on this clock because the process, though it is running through a cycle, is not being timed.
Probably my favorite part about this project is that it doesn't tick second by second... the gears spin at full speed to show the energy of the process. I hope if nothing else it looks cool, enjoy!
..Jasper deep in thought...probably thinking of a nice plump mouse for dinner or a way to remove the bow tie....or perhaps both.
Warm thoughts go out to friends & family in the colder parts of the world! Spring (for most) is just around the corner!
I am not perfect,
I am not rich
I am not handsome
Hot, muscular, attractive
Like a model
I don't understand
What you see in me
And maybe that's love
Just a thought
I love you
Just a thought
I don't want to be with anyone else but you
Just a thought
You make Me,you complete me
You are the first and last person
I think about
Everyday,I want to wake up
Next to you
Colleen
Just a thought
I can't offer you riches
Or maybe not please you
But you mean the world to me
I would travel across the world
Just to see you smile
Just a thought
I am in love with you
Just a thought
I want to be with you forever
Reality brings obstacles everyday
But love brings hope
You are who I want to be with you
You
Colleen, Colleen, Colleen!!
Just a thought what If we have
Never
Never
Why think of something negative
When I have you in front of me
When you make my day
With your presence
With your voice
With your texts
Just a thought
Can't wait
For our adventure to begin
And future to unravel
As we might have been star crossed lovers
At one point
And now is real
We both
Feel
That passion
The struggle
And the reality
That is our love
Just a thought
One day
The thought
Of sitting next to you
Turned into a life
Full of happiness
A life full of our love
And
Let's say I can't wait
My dear Colleen
Just a thought
We are meant to be
Meant to be
Meant to be
We are fate and destiny
We are...
Just a thought
Love!
She says she barely sleeps
And if she does it's fitfully
Hears footsteps in the leaves
And if she dreams she dreams of
The sounds you'll never speak
The words left out between the beat
Of clashing teeth and tongues
The roar of background hum
That blooms inside her listening ears
To be the noise she wants to hear
She only wants to do you proud
Only wants to make you proud now
And in a stranger's bed
Head next to stranger's head
She chokes on words that won't come out
The TV's turned up far too loud, too loud
So here we go again
Head on the block again
The guillotine has just quickened pace
Teeth sink in to leave their taste, of blood
And her head hits the floor
Lips still moving, mouthing to implore
"You're all I want, you're all I want, you're all I want
And all I want to..."