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"What would an ocean be without a monster lurking in the dark? It would be like sleep without dreams."
~Werner Herzog
In moments without rain perhaps something for you:
A German Nature Foundation is looking specially to insects this year, cause they are becoming more less year by year. So count them in an hour and sent them your results
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THE SEEKER
I am in a house, I know it well, but I have never been there before. There is no light, just me. The halls are empty, it is without life, without the things to bring it to life, no pictures, no tables, no chairs. It is a bleak house, dark, shadows, and even the light that seeps through the cracks, is dark. In the middle of the room there is foreboding, it is under the floor. I feel my hair stand on end.
I look to the door, the door, into which one must never go.
I stand and know that I can't run, I can't hide, because the dark of the house, is outside too. And I know it's time to leave, but I find myself walking, walking toward the door, the door that I must never open, as it leads to the room, the room into which one must never go.
I am sweating, I want to call out, I am trying to scream, it's primal, but there is no sound, there is no voice. I am unable to call for help. I try to move my arms, but they are frozen.
I am though the door, the room that vibrates with fear, darkness - something is moving in the secret passage, the secret passage that lies beyond the room. It is a narrow corridor, and I am bending to walk into the passage, and it leads to a room above the house, in the attic, I feel the cold, it is icy, and I fear for my very soul - I feel the negative energy that seeping into my skin. I am trying to shout, trying to leave, trying to turn away, wanting to run. A shape emerges out of the wall, it comes to me, draining all the goodness from me, and I feel terrible fear and dread, I want to fight it, but I am helpless, I am powerless, I can't move, but I know now, I must face it, I must fight for my life, and every fibre in me is screaming - and I remember .
I have been here before, and it is always the same, when the presence comes I wake up screaming and sweating, my pulse is racing. I have been through this many times before, and I am shaking and quaking, but I realize - despite these confrontations - I do not wake up dead, just terrified, and I begin to feel that perhaps, perhaps, these is no danger here. I have spent nights telling myself before I fall asleep that if this dream comes to me again, meet fear with love.
Now I know I was dreaming. I am out of the icy house. I am awake, lying in my bed. I am calmer now, I try to move, but nothing happens. I can't move anything, but I can see my room, and I feel a rising panic, and I feel the icy cold. There is someone standing at the end of my bed, staring at me. I am trying to scream and move my arms, to wake up, nothing happens. I see him standing clearly in my room, he has followed me here .
Now I will need to fight, but I can’t move, and he can, what are the rules in this situation, I am powerless. It is terrifying. Move !, Move !, Run ! Nothing. Then I remember “Do not get angry, that gives it power”. I stop struggling, start to calm down. He isn’t moving or doing anything, he never has, he just stands there.
"Hi", I think to myself.
"Can you hear me" it says in a sweet peaceful voice.
Oh that's great, he isn't even hostile, he’s doing his best not to terrify me and here I am like a wild animal, scared of the unknown, that's just great. He has been coming to talk to me, to give me wisdom -but his presence has seemed so terrifying , that he can’t even talk to me. I guess he has been coming and waiting patiently for me to meet him with love, not anger and fear. Well this is embarrassing.
I didn't expect a dialog, and I am now wanting to wake up. It's not fear this time, this guy had a very calm and gentle voice, but James Bond just climbed through my window and I sensed things were only going to go downhill from here.
Note to self, you got to do something about the quality of your dreams - oh, and thanks for the lesson in love and fear.
PS - The next day, many, many years ago - we went swimming with friends in mountain pools. The river water in Africa is dark and you can’t even see your feet in the water. We swam across a large, deep pool. I jumped into a big pothole at the end of the pool. There was a waterfall crashing into one side of it and the sandy bottom felt soothing on my feet. No one else wanted to jump in, and I realized, I had forgotten to be scared. The dream sequence has never returned.
PPS – Lucid dreaming is common, and trying to wake up during a nightmare is too – the immobility comes from your body preventing you from sleepwalking in response to dream situations – so it can feel disturbing while dreaming, but it is a good self preservation mechanism that is there to protect you from real harm. So the fear is gone and I am happy to dream on. And I work with dreams and treat them as an active state. If something is bugging you, think about it before you sleep, it can help resolve while you are off to never, never land
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At Isla Pingüino (Santa Cruz) - Argentina.
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Photographed the juvenile Little Blue Heron searching for prey alongside the Alligator Alley Trail located in the Circle B Bar Reserve in the City of Lakeland in Polk County Florida U.S.A.
The little blue heron is a small heron of the genus Egretta. It is a small, darkly colored heron with a two-toned bill. Juveniles are entirely white, bearing resemblance to the snowy egret. During the breeding season, adults develop different coloration on the head, legs, and feet.
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La mezquita Azul o mezquita del Sultán Ahmed (en turco: Sultan Ahmet Camii) es una de las grandes mezquitas de Estambul, obra de Sedefkar Mehmet Ağa, discípulo del arquitecto Sinan. Está situada frente a la Gran Mezquita de Santa Sofía, separadas ambas por un jardín, y fue la única de la ciudad con seis alminares hasta la construcción de la mezquita de Çamlıca, inaugurada en 2016.
En Latín significaba "la casa de la luna" y tardó 4 años desde que mandaron construirla hasta que se empezó a construir, ya que en aquella época había una gran crisis económica y no disponían del dinero para construirla.
Su magnífico exterior es acorde con su suntuoso interior, en el que una verdadera sinfonía de bellísimos mosaicos azules de Iznik logra una atmósfera muy especial.
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A brightly coloured bird, the golden-browed chlorophonia is distinctive within its range. The male is bright green above and yellow below, with a wide golden-yellow eyebrow stripe and a violet-blue cap. It has a narrow blue eye ring and a thin blue line extending from its nape to its breast. The female is similar, but without the golden brown and yellow breast; these are both replaced with green. They average 13 cm (5.1 in) in length.
A White-faced Ibis (Plegadis chili) wading in search of food in a shallow wetland on the prairie landscape easy of Tofield, Alberta, Canada.
24 April, 2018.
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pure monotony ...
Monotonie ist nich Ideal, sie gibt's aber auch in der Südsee, Ideal, ist auch Berlin, Deutsche Welle in die Südsee ;-) ??? ...
Monotonie in der Südsee
Melancholie bei 30 Grad.
Monotonie unter Palmen
Campari auf Tahiti, Bitter Lemon auf Hawaii.
Ich flieg' nach Hawaii, und wir sind dabei.
Ich flieg' nach Tel Aviv zum Minimaltarif.
Ich fahr' nach Eschnapur, dem Tiger auf der Spur.
Ich flieg' nach Babylon, Hotel mit Vollpension.
Monotonie in der Südsee
Melancholie bei 30 Grad.
Monotonie unter Palmen
Sylvester auf Tahiti, Heiligabend auf Hawaii.
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This is Skaga stave church. It is the third stave church at this place - and it dates to 2001.
The original, dated to the 12th century, was built close to an old sacred well from (possibly) pagan times. There are a lot of legends surrounding this little church, more than perhaps trustworthy history, including how the founder of the church (a woman named Skaga) was saved as an infant by a dog when her father wanted her dead and placed her in the woods, and that the church fell out of use after the Black Death and the area was abandoned - that is quite possible, but the legend continues that the church was re-discovered 'several hundred years later'. I wonder how much you would find of a abandoned wooden building several centuries later... Be that as it may, the church stood there until 1826 when it was pulled down. A copy of the medieval church was built in 1957–58 and inaugurated in 1960. But the church burnt down in 2000. Just a year later a third incarnation of the church, the one still present, was opened to the public. (Well, it is open if you come at the right time - when we passed by the place was closed.)
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I cannot walk through the suburbs in the solitude of the night without thinking that the night pleases us because it suppresses idle details, just as our memory does. - Jorge Luis Borges -
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For those wishing to go to this place, to cruise or just to sit on the white sand and watch the sunset...its Saint Barthelèmy - french Caribean -
Chez Bobonne
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Evening Blossom Dominique Makeda. Love her. Love everything about her so much fun and how she's serving LOUD era teas. Yes.
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Lots of dark places out there. Lots of places of light as well! People tend to see the dark much more than the light. Pity. On the other hand, there's no shadow without a light and no light without a shadow...
Female Snowy Owl Portrait. Bedroom Eyes.
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Another December without snow this year. A few mornings of blue mist are some consolation. Grape thickets like this one are often good places to find long-eared owls, but I did not find any here.
Munroe Falls Metro park, Summit Co., Ohio. unedited image.
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I think of you like that, for hours and hours
I want you like that, I still want you
and if this is not love
but then what we are living for
and if it rains or the sun comes out
I want to think about you
because without you I'm nothing
I feel you like this, like blood in your veins
if I close my eyes, yes, I love you too much
and if this is not love
but then what we are living for
and if it rains or the sun comes out
I want to think about you
because without you I am nothing.
Because without you I feel
you can not even see the moon
because without you, I swear
I no longer believe anyone
I no longer believe anyone
nobody, nobody
because without you I'm nothing
and if this is not love
but then what we are living for
and if it rains or the sun comes out
I want to think about you
because without you I am nothing.
Because without you I feel
you can not even see the moon
because without you, I swear
I no longer believe anyone
I no longer believe anyone
nobody, nobody
because without you I am nothing.
because without you I am nothing.
because without you I am nothing.
So another picture without people. I have no idea what's happening to me! Today was a cold, crisp but sunny Autumn day in Nottingham so I took advantage and had a stroll along the River Trent. Just over a mile from my house, it's a beautiful area to explore.
Another outing for the Sigma f1.8 wide angle. It's a wonderful lens.
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Without asking my IT husband's opinion, I'm still testing hydrangea compositions.
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May 15, 2017 - Hwy 6 East of Minden Nebraska US
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This thunderstorm was becoming more defined as it strengthened.
National Weather Service had a severe warning on this cell as it was slowly moving to the east northeast. As we were east of Minden Nebraska and were finally able to pull out ahead of this cell.
We paused for a few minutes to absorb the moment!
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46115 'Scots Guardsman' crosses the river Tweed heading the 1Z18 06:00 York to Edinburgh Railway Touring Company charter on Saturday 10th December 2022. The presence of scaffolding on both sides of the Grade I-listed Royal Border Bridge bridge influenced my decision to head for the 'dark side' alongside the frosty bank of the river.
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