Giving up doesn’t always mean you are weak; sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go.
Give me the strength to just let go.
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Giving up doesn’t always mean you are weak; sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go.
Give me the strength to just let go.
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We drive into the future using only
our rear-view mirror.
This has never been truer in politics. The past IS prologue.
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Observe your own body. It breathes. You breathe when you are asleep, when you are no longer conscious of your own ideas of self-identity. Who, then, is breathing? The collection of information that you mistakenly think is you is not the protagonist in this drama called the breath. In fact, you are not breathing; breath is naturally happening to you. You can purposely end your own life, but you cannot purposely keep your own life going. The expression, ‘my life’ is actually an oxymoron, a result of ignorance and mistaken assumption. You don’t possess life; life expresses itself through you. Your body is a flower that life let bloom, a phenomenon created by life.
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![mianoti:
What should we be without the sexual myth,The human revery or poem of death?Castratos of moon-mash — Life consistsOf propositions about life. The humanRevery is a solitude, in whichWe compose these propositions, torn by dreams,By the terrible incantations of defeatsAnd by the fear that defeats and dreams are one.The whole race is a poet that writes downThe eccentric propositions of its fate.[Poem: Wallace Stevens*, Men Made Out of Words (1946); photograph: Matija Drozdek *]](http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljhjtk2l191qbqfy2o1_500.jpg)
What should we be without the sexual myth,
The human revery or poem of death?
Castratos of moon-mash — Life consists
Of propositions about life. The human
Revery is a solitude, in which
We compose these propositions, torn by dreams,
By the terrible incantations of defeats
And by the fear that defeats and dreams are one.
The whole race is a poet that writes down
The eccentric propositions of its fate.
[Poem: Wallace Stevens*, Men Made Out of Words (1946); photograph: Matija Drozdek *]
It’s one thing for Obama to decide that it was better to give in to Republican hostage-taking than draw a line in the sand; it’s another for him to celebrate the result. Yet that’s just what he did. More than that, he has now completely accepted the Republican frame that spending cuts right now are what America needs.
It’s worth noting that this follows just a few months after another big concession, in which he gave in to Republican demands for tax cuts. The net effect of these two sets of concessions is, of course, a substantial increase in the deficit.
How do you spell Clintonesque? If the shoe was on the other foot the Repubs would ramming it down the Dems throat like here in Wisconsin.

André Kertész - Painting his Shadow, 1927
Ryan Gander. Approach it slowly from the left, Ftt, Ft, Ftt, Ftt, Ftt, Ffttt, ftt, 2010
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Buddha in Cage, Wutai Mountain, Shanxi Province
From the series The Chinese
Gelatin Silver Print, 1998, Liu Zheng
I note the title of the source. This would make the Buddha smile.
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Crisp- Fresh & Timeless
“Its coming to grips with the fact that the only person who can cause us to suffer,
who can cause us to misperceive illusion and separation,who has this much power
is us.
Nothing in the exterior environment causes us to lose a sense of the awakened state.
Nobody we meet,no situation we deal with has the power to cause us to fall out of awakening.This is one of the most important realizations we can make.
Its all an inside job.
It’s all something we do to ourselves— mistakenly,unknowingly,
and often times unconsciously.
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William Abranowicz
Terrace, Santorini, 1990
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“Without devotion any life becomes a stranger’s story
told for the body to forget what it once loved.”— Marie Howe
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Philippe Petit >, NYC, 1974
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[considering this post of mine that was ‘featured in vintage’]
I’m just curious, do you ever take a second [or two or ten] to stop and think if something that was tagged as vintage [and this post certainly wasn’t] is really vintage?
I don’t want to sound ungrateful but if something is from…
Seattle, Washington, 2010
[Shot with a Diana F+ using Kodak Ektachrome E100VS and Cross-processed]
Very nice. Perfect subject for that camera.