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When we persist in a relationship that consumes us, but we still lack the courage to break free, that's when love stops being healthy.

Because love must be a happy event and not a distressing event.

 

Annie Lennox - No More "I Love You's" @ www.youtube.com/watch?v=NSkboTTTmpg

 

♥credits: Textura 189 de Anna Lenabem.

A Beautiful Donkey Orchid (Diuris species) with visitor (possibly a resin bee) So distressing to think that a huge percentage of the flora and fauna on the island has been destroyed by the recent wild fires!

Yet another one of those boxes opened. Personally, I thought the tactical add-on pack with all the guns and body armor was a lot more fun. Amanda seems distressingly focused on me not getting 'behind' in my education however. Given that, as an angel, I'm sort of immortal, the idea of getting 'behind' is somewhat redundant given that it suggests a limited temporal frame of reference. Mom remained unconvinced by this amazing argument and, so, I'm stuck in class...

It's so distressing to think that approximately half of the unique wildlife on this island perished in the recent fires ! This beautiful Kangaroo was feeding nearby to where we stayed in the Flinders Chase National Park. A huge THANK YOU to the Wildlife Sanctuary and the volunteers helping with the rescue of our valued furry friends. Hopefully their habitat will regenerate quickly so these animals won't become extinct.

View on black

 

Photo Credit: leonardobc / sxc.hu 1247585

 

Added texture on Photoshop to the generated HDR using Photomatix.

  

Pets at play can add a needed distraction from the distressing news of the day. I find that I am enjoying my pets, Emmy and Meowzer, more than ever while I am confined at home. This photo is from my archives and it shows them bonding soon after I adopted them. They still play today although not as often and now that Meowzer has grown to be as big as Emmy, it is a much riskier activity for her, even though Meowzer tries not to use his claws.

 

Cheers to all my Flickr friends, may these dark days soon be at an end! Until then, many thanks for the lovely distraction of your beautiful images! Keep well and stay safe!!

 

"Life is more fun if you play games." ~ Roald Dahl

 

"Life is like a game of cards. The hand you are dealt is determinism; the way you play it is free will." ~ Jawaharlal Nehru

Tasmanian artist Max Angus on his friend Olegas Truchanas:

"He had been destroyed, with Biblical simplicity, by two of the elements: fire, and water. Five years had passed between their brief and terrible visits. He had perished in the river he sought to save. Classical mythology affords no stronger example of the drama of the incorruptible man who passes into legend."

 

First the fire. In the summer of 1967 terrible fires ripped through southern Tasmania, especially the suburbs of Hobart. Olegas was at work and received a distressing call from his wife Melva. Should she leave? Absolutely, said Olegas, get out now! When they met up later in the day they knew their home had gone along with the lives of 62 Tasmanians. But worse news was to come.

 

A photographer will guard with his or her life their camera and their photographs. Now 10,000 of these priceless relics of the south-western Tasmanian wilderness had been destroyed by fire. Lost forever. So what does a hero do in such circumstances? Well he sets out to re-create as best he can many of those iconic photographs. So for the next five years (all the while battling to save his precious Lake Pedder), Truchanas took thousands of slides. I mentioned Superman in the previous photo dedicated to this man, and that is precisely the task he attempted to achieve.

 

But no one expected Superman to be undone by the very element he loved the most: The River. It was on one of those photo re-creation journeys that Truchanas set off with a friend and their kayaks down his beloved Gordon River on January 6, 1972. As he stepped out of his kayak to make a landing he slipped on a rock. He was washed down a waterfall and disappeared. His death was witnessed by a young Kevin Kiernan, who put the call out for a search to commence.

 

One of the first to respond was the man I will introduce to you in the next photograph: Peter Dombrovskis. Since he was a younger fellow immigrant, Olegas had taken the budding photographer Peter Dombrovskis under his wing. As fate would have it (or perhaps synchronicity is the better word), it was Peter who first found Olegas' body. It was a blow to shatter most men, but an Olegas Truchanas disciple is made of tougher stuff than mere mortals.

 

And so the legend of Peter Dombrovskis is born in the death of Olegas Truchanas.

wild.com.au/featured/remember-olegas-truchanas/

 

This story inspired the first novel by Tasmanian author Richard Flanagan, "The Death of a River Guide" (1994).

matttodd.wordpress.com/2013/09/17/death-of-a-river-guide-...

Artwork made for "Visual Poems" Exhibition at THE EDGE Art Gallery

maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Purple%20Haze/208/222/21

 

NIGHTMARES

 

The hellish black and yellowish machine

was lurking in the darkness

it mockingly looked at my subtle nightmare

The machine will kill us I feel it

it is waiting for a my smile

we can leave tomorrow you told me floating on my arms

Meanwhile the water rose from the earth

it was a wither shade of green

and it made me suffer from the looming presence

of those twisted copper tubes

I wanted to be still high

on the false cliff of the impossible dive

But I was instead in a distressing dream

in front of the threatening machine

We are my dear cannon fodder

the machine will finally crush us

 

© Eli Medier

 

Taken at "Victorian London - Time Portal"

maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Time%20Portal/207/188/1927

Early hours at one of New Brighton`s Groynes during an incoming tide on a stunning Summers night and capturing Comet Neowise in the North.

tune: overthinking - offonoff

 

"There’s a lot we don’t know, it’s distressing.

Sometimes the things we do know torment us more.

It’s hard to look for an answer everytime.

Coming up with an answer is beyond my abilities."

A metaphor for these strange and distressing times

dead trees like feathers, and the living... there is something stark in that top-down view. also something really distressing... what do you think?!

Happy Bench Monday!

A quiet seat under the redwoods and the pines near the forestry department on the university campus. UC Berkeley.

Especially appealing on a morning of distressing news and national turmoil. Take a break....

 

Those of you of the vegan persuasion may wish to look away now.

 

I’ve not not been too active lately due to some health issues that are gradually resolving themselves.

 

So this pic, distressing as it may be to non-meat eaters, is the best I could come up with.

 

Taken at my stepson’s birthday barbecue.

 

Olympus EM1 mk2 (thinking about getting the mk3 to take my mind off the demons currently poking their pitchforks into my foot’s upper tendons) fitted with Zuiko 25mm f1.2 glass.

 

Snapseeded on iPad whilst sat on the sofa with my foot/in a bucket of iced water.

 

Oh the joys of ageing

Macaque family in Alas Kedaton Monkey Forest and Sanctuary located in the village of Kutuh 25km northeast of Denpasar,the provincial capital city of Bali.The small forest is inhabited by hundreds of grey long-tailed macaques who are considered sacred.

 

* I feel so sorry to read that the cloned monkeys will live a life of pain.The scientists tried 79 times before they got it right. Monkey after monkey was made to live in distressing conditions and then die after a few days...

 

news.nationalgeographic.com/2018/01/monkey-clones-dolly-s...

 

Poor little monkeys,I am praying for your future ...

  

www.youtube.com/watch?v=nHDDKoMDGR0

 

"It is inexcusable for scientists to torture animals; let them make their experiments on journalists and politicians." Henrik Ibsen

  

+3

This is a crop--I was farther away than it appears in this shot.

 

I was driving my daughter to her allergy shots and as we were stopped at a red light we saw what appeared to be an SUV hitting a van and exploding. Not visible from our angle was an Accord that actually slammed into the SUV (probably at at least 50 mph, the speed limit). There were no signs the driver had attempted to brake. This all happened incredibly fast. It was unbelievably fortunate that everyone escaped the burning cars (three of which were incinerated and one which was partially destroyed) with only minor injuries, aside from the driver of the Honda, who was in critical condition at last report.

 

As we moved forward (our side of the road had to get out of the way for emergency vehicles) we could feel the searing heat even though it was cold outside, and then more things started exploding and we could feel the percussive effects of it. It was quite distressing to see the frames of the cars. I thought of "The Terminator" for some reason.

What d'ya mean I missed Furry Friday again? How totally distressing. Glad you didn't wake me.

 

Oh and Happy Snooze Saturday...

Twin primes: pairs of prime numbers that are close to each other, almost neighbors, but between them there is always an even number that prevents them from truly touching. If you have the patience to go on counting, you discover that these pairs gradually become rarer. You encounter increasingly isolated primes, lost in that silent, measured space made only of ciphers, and you develop a distressing presentiment that the pairs encountered up until that point were accidental, that solitude is the true destiny. Then, just when you’re about to surrender, when you no longer have the desire to go on counting, you come across another pair of twins, clutching each other tightly.

--Paolo Giordano--

Yesterday, my friend Val and I visited Coughton Court, near Alcester, Warwickshire. We didn't have enough time to visit all of it, as it's vast ! Guy Fawkes and his fellow Roman Catholic Royalists rode here for safety, after being discovered as the perpetrators of the failed attempt to blow up Parliament and assassinate King James 1 in 1605. Eventually caught, their fate was horrible. Won't go into details... too distressing.

The Coughton estate was owned by the Throckmorton family since 1409. It's now owned by the National Trust. It's the only Roman Catholic Stately home in England. What a history this place has - far too much to take in in one afternoon .. must make a return visit ! As you can imagine, I took many photographs here. Sadly, never got to visit the extensive gardens. Next time, eh? The geotag doesn't seem to be working at present on Flickr, sorry. Postcode B49 5JA if you fancy a visit.

 

Hope you like this one - more to come when I can !

 

~ Edited slightly in Topaz Studio with a gorgeous texture by Kerstin Frank for the sky. Thank you so much Kerstin ! ~

 

And thanks to you too my Flickr friends for your views and comments. Each one is truly appreciated.

 

and the feeble mentality of the average adult :-)

Sigmund Freud

 

tulips, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina

Hi dear friends!

Finally I am getting back, after my trip and an accumulation of work that awaited me here.

As you know I've been visiting some places between Chile and Argentina, in search of a more consistent winter than ours. Really, my little contacts with snow really pleased me and I had a lot of fun! Unfortunately the photos are not at the level I wanted because I found mostly rain, which made it difficult or even impossible to photograph.

Initially I visited Santiago, the beautiful and vibrant capital of Chile, located right next to the Andes.

Cold but bearable weather, and the sight of the snowy mountains does not scare, it just enchants. The kindness and welcoming of the Chileans compensates for any more distressing temperature :)))

I hope you like my look on Santiago.

Initially photos of Cerro Santa Lucia, in the center of the city, with gardens and charming details.

 

 

>>Credits here<<

mydarkfantasyx.blogspot.com/2020/01/crystallized-dream.html

  

“Love can crystallize things. When love is in the air, distressing rain can become a wonderful avalanche of shimmering diamonds. Raindrops are transformed into a flood of sparkling crystal pearls. The power of love can convert rain into a multitude of glittering prisms. The mental seduction of love and a boundless illusion, inflamed by a profound uprising emotion, can change any ordinary incident into a radiant, luminous voyage. ( "Crystallization under an umbrella" )”

― Erik Pevernagie

www.youtube.com/watch?v=P-yGqJCOJxw

The drastic decision to lock-down the entire country represents an unprecedented intervention in established civil liberties and will heavily curtail social and economic life for all Italians.

Healthcare provision is among the best in the OECD. Nevertheless, medical facilities there are stretched beyond their limits

 

I'm living in Milan, now apparently an empty city, people are allowed to go out only in case of primary needs (food, pharmacy, etc); Yes,we can go out for a short walk but we must avoyd crowded places if any.

 

The situation is unreal, the city has completely lost its voice, only rare ambulances sirens and a few cars; in the late afternoon and in the night the silence is total, distressing sensation!

 

Myself and my wife are doing fine, the same for all our friends, we feel sorrow for all the people who is in a serious situation.

Thanks to all Flickr's friends who are concerned for me.

Luigi.

 

.. created in PSE 5.0

 

I grabbed the nearest camera and ran outside, in my underpants, to catch this sky.. seriously distressing my wife.. lol

 

Thanks for looking in! - Have a great day!

Breathe the scent, the perfumes of Orient

Incense smoke under the oven

Burn your lungs in intoxicating torpor

Smell flowers, their distressing scents

Leave ... Far the rumor of the cities

If your life is traced, deviate

Take uncertain roads, find new suns

Put on soles, become fire thief

Defy God like crazy, resurface away from the crowds

Refine strength and weakness, make your life a poem

Write reefs where you hit your reefs

A blank sheet of paper and still blank to welcome your heresies

Read between lives, write life between the lines

Flee the boredom of livid cities if your heart too is damaged

One day hasta la vista I am leaving

I'm not staying there, I'm not waiting for visa

 

I'm going to roam the space, not just stood there

Waiting for me to pass away and go to the afterlife

Die under the stars not in sheets

Escape from this prison, find meaning in all this

I'm going to relight the flame, make sense of it all

Sharpen the blade, plunge back into me

'Cause in the city I die, to swim in my eyes

Transparent looks that slowly drown me

The area is contempt, the wave is indifference

The crowd is a zombie and I sail against the grain

 

Hear the sound of the waves as they grab onto land

Cultivate silence, everything is calm, nothing interferes anymore

Look for the light, one day maybe find the clarity

In us the end of the world, to make of this heart an island to populate

Open big clear eyes at the edge of huge emerald lakes

Let yourself be moved early in the morning when dawn breaks

In the early hours of the day anything is possible

If you want to start from the beginning, redefine the rules of the game

Break the chains, crack the slab

Invent the moon, let everyone see it

Become a night wind, push the sail

And run away to the shores there ☺

 

♪ ♫ ♪ Mood ♪ ♫ ♪

"A few days ago I walked along the edge of the lake and was treated to the crunch and rustle of leaves

with each step I made. The acoustics of this season are different and all sounds, no matter how hushed,

are as crisp as autumn air."

Eric Sloane

 

Had a nice walk around the lake at our local park this morning...until... I came across a Canada Goose sat by the lake, with what looked like a crossbow bolt through its head...quite distressing to see. I rang the RSPCA as soon as I got home. They sent an inspector out to investigate, she updated me later ...the goose flew onto the lake when she approached it, but looked like it might be coping ok and eating...for now. They will follow it up over the next few days and make a decision on whether or not to try and catch it.....

there are some sick people out there who get a kind of warped pleasure from injuring innocent creatures...:-(

  

update re Goose...It was eventually caught by the RSPCA who seem fairly confident that after the bolt is removed...it should be ok and will be resettled in a swan rescue centre....well done to the RSPCA who follow up and don't give up when an incident of animal cruelty is reported!!

  

textures thanks to PaintedWorks.

If you want to show your Second Life solidarity with the people of France in these distressing times, you could try these very effective shirts now available free from the !gO! mainstore. It’s a simple idea brilliantly done. The hair is the lovely new free group gift hair from Truth.

 

Blog and credits

I love this piece by Stampz in Coverlid Place. It has been distressing to see many instances of racism and vilification over the virus. It is no doubt true that some communities have been worse affected by the virus, for example the housing commission apartments that are in hard lock-down, but this does not mean it is time for blame, or hatred, it should be a time for compassion and kindness and love, for everybody. We are all in this together.

© All rights reserved.

 

Just having fun with textures, Olé made a bee-line for me as soon as he saw me with my camera, He was moving quite fast here, 3 feet off the ground at a fast canter. I don't know what it is, but all horses think they have to be really close up for you to take their picture.

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Please take a moment to visit this web site:

www.4wildhorses.com/

 

And this (warning.. distressing grafic content)

www.humanesociety.org/issues/horse_slaughter/

 

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Thank you for the Painterly effect texture ghostbones/skeletalmess

  

Hi everyone. I've been away for a long time - over three years I think. Several changes - we've moved to WA, hubby has retired, and we sold our boat - but many things the same. I hope to start posting and commenting more regularly, although it took me about a half hour to remember how to upload a photo! I hope you are as well as possible during these distressing times.

Last week was strange, sad and distressing for me personally - but another week has begun, so let's all hope that the future holds happiness and comfort for us all. This is for anyone who is sad - or who just needs to see something peaceful.

 

Definitions of "On the edge" :

 

1. In a precarious position; also, in a state of keen excitement or anxiety, as from danger or risk.

 

2. on the edge of. On the point of doing something, as in He was on the edge of winning the election when the scandal broke. [c. 1600] Both definitions allude to the danger of falling over the edge of a precipice.

 

This was taken at Plantsbrook Local Nature Reserve, on a beautiful autumn day. You can see the sky reflected in the still water ... and those beautiful scattered autumn leaves on the jetty.

 

Thank you very much, as always, for your support, your friendship, your lovely faves and comments. I truly appreciate every one.

 

~ Textures my own - editing in PicMonkey and Topaz ~

This isn't an amazing photo, but it demonstrates a fairly common sight - a beautiful reptile (or animal) crossing the road in Outback Australia. It was always quite distressing to see squashed and dead animals on the side of the road, but particularly the many dead lizards and native mammals. Thankfully this fella made it across no worries!

 

Check out my website for prints, licensing or to contact me for image use requests: www.jamesdoreyphotography.com.au

 

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NO INVITES and GRAPHICS please!!! I appreciate and would really be happy to see your personal comments :) THANK YOU!

 

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No matter what distressing times I face,

When rain and storms replace the sunny weather,

When things I counted on fail to sustain me,

There’s nothing we can’t handle, Lord, together.

 

If those I thought were friends act more like foes,

If I start to lose the things I hold most dear,

I know that I can tell it all to You;

You want to listen to me and to hear.

 

When my earthly world dissolves before my eyes,

When problems seem too great for me to bear,

You’ll always be there for me, Lord, I know;

I can come to you on bended knees in prayer.

 

It’s such a comfort, Lord, to realize,

You’ll always be my King, my Lord, my Friend;

To share my burdens, worries, and my cares,

You’ll love me and support me to the end.

 

By: Joanna Fuchs

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Have a LOVELY day my friends!!!

            

I'm alternately amused and horrified by the comings and goings of what's fashionable nowadays, one of the few perks of being older is that I've witnessed and been a part of so many trends. I understand pre-faded jeans but this pre-torn look is very "distressing" :)

This stunning drake wood duck was very shy preferring to stick to dense undergrowth rather than distressing the beautiful bird .I compromised with the pic of it in the foliage.

Please do not use my images in any way without my permission they are copyright protected !!

Please take A look in Large !! press L

Thanks to everyone that takes the time and makes the effort to comment and fave my pics its very much appreciated

Regards Clive

One of the most distressing sights I've seen.

 

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and distressing color combination

Created with fd's Flickr Toys

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=SthisoeSjBM&feature=related

 

Les Etoiles ..... Melodie Gardot

 

My friend Arto also a photograhy lover called me with distressing news about his state of health.

He and Anne Marie will be my guests for the upcoming week end

Health is a base to my and all our pyramids

Your prayers will be most appreciated and welcomed

Snow flakes on a windshield in a starry night

Stukely Sud

Quebec

Luminous Solitude

 

Illuminated

is my solitude

with songs, poems and paintings.

Dances

with me

every raga of my music

and

introduces me

to lilting angels of their world.

Flows

in the nerves of my heart

soft poems

which

tickle its every corner

with a fragrance

that leaves

even most distressing moments

its saccharine aroma.

Brings to me

their innocent emotions

my paintings

and

keep accosting me

even days after

my return

from the labyrinths

of their

undulating and wavy lines.

 

Pramod Khilery

Looking through the window into a bathroom tile shop. Although they might look like reflections of molars they are in fact my (apparently bandy) legs. No extra colour saturation here, just a little help from the sun.

I have been looking at a lot of photographs by Ralph Gibson and by William Eggleston lately. Looking at the work of masters is both inspiring and distressing.

Its always distressing

its always hopeful

 

no one really knows how much it can shine.

This is my Great Grandfathers watch. It is a gilt metal cased open face pocket watch by 'Tell'. It has a cylinder movement with a stop/start mechanism. Circa 1880.

Thanks for visiting.....

I will be listing these and more in my Etsy store tomorrow Tuesday November 22nd at 22:00, Oslo time.

 

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Yet more fun with a pair of scissors, some glue and a pan-scourer.

masstarrr/petpet

 

In all the time he's known me, Bbear has show distressingly little interest in my bits, but he sure lets me be sweet all over him. I'm so happy he's back.

I dedicate this photo to my dear friend Tulay Emekli. Tulay has been a very supportive friend to me, I am a fan of her wonderful photos and thankful to have her as a friend. Tualy has just had a very distressing few weeks as her son has been very ill in hospital. I am so happy to hear he is now home and well. Best wishes to you both.

 

Click the link below to see Tulay Emekli photos

www.flickr.com/photos/tulayemekli/

 

I have been looking for a mother and son duet for you Tulay but could not find one. I have always loved this father and daughter duet by Nat & Natalie Cole "Unforgettable". Hope you like it my dear friend.

 

Click the link below to hear Nat & Natalie Cole "Unforgettable"

www.youtube.com/watch?v=53ith7bNN8w

  

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