tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673449726051772222024-02-20T14:18:39.985-08:00Sereynityphoto blogging my way through life...Serey Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00928375336538053516noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-867344972605177222.post-12438737340543594422009-11-17T21:18:00.000-08:002009-11-17T21:20:05.673-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-ZQLBb4_w8FOB3yrfaX3ext_oIMx0KGkLmX7-oPZ7AyvM0IiSU_BebZpMYWyrNOtkHrIJIGYF_PjqEE0SzWx-gmhBW0BDyZz0kRm6cNctplzm7bBmphceJId-6hWOl039rDYiFoFLPzbW/s1600/PA311488.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-ZQLBb4_w8FOB3yrfaX3ext_oIMx0KGkLmX7-oPZ7AyvM0IiSU_BebZpMYWyrNOtkHrIJIGYF_PjqEE0SzWx-gmhBW0BDyZz0kRm6cNctplzm7bBmphceJId-6hWOl039rDYiFoFLPzbW/s640/PA311488.JPG" yr="true" /></a><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><em>"Well, it's a marvelous night for a Moondance</em></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><em>With the stars up above in your eyes</em></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><em>A fantabulous night to make romance</em></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><em>'Neath the cover of October skies</em></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><em>And all the leaves on the trees are falling</em></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><em>To the sound of the breezes that blow</em></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><em>And I'm trying to please to the calling</em></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><em>Of your heart-strings that play soft and low</em></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><em>And all the night's magic seems to whisper and hush</em></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><em>And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush."</em></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><em>- <strong>Van Morrison, Moondance</strong> </em></span>Serey Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00928375336538053516noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-867344972605177222.post-71497524727799660462009-11-17T21:09:00.000-08:002009-11-17T21:11:29.857-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCNMwAca6ziU0DlJjrd2lW_zQYV923kgEQGM5zxaotBwcWmw68lwnC3-TYYqw4Z9t1sYuEMp2_EnPw35Iac3Zr78zOWiGOaghKZa2og6Dkm8EYJbpHXzfC-MIdNVhT84dxu6qzYKS7Xyqf/s1600/PA110986.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCNMwAca6ziU0DlJjrd2lW_zQYV923kgEQGM5zxaotBwcWmw68lwnC3-TYYqw4Z9t1sYuEMp2_EnPw35Iac3Zr78zOWiGOaghKZa2og6Dkm8EYJbpHXzfC-MIdNVhT84dxu6qzYKS7Xyqf/s640/PA110986.JPG" yr="true" /></a><br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #9fc5e8;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>"All things on earth point home in old October: sailors to sea, travellers to walls and fences, hunters to </em></span><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>field and hollow and the long voice of the hounds, the lover to the love he has forsaken."</em></span></span></span></strong><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>- Thomas Wolfe </strong></em></span>Serey Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00928375336538053516noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-867344972605177222.post-49337466109952660312009-11-17T21:00:00.000-08:002009-11-17T21:34:50.312-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaDnMgUGqKmiv2HZhGUVYy5sW0vwzujOore76UfQGs9I9zkhj9IlX9jiStUZikHAXAlPh2OUjfE1QzSuMQLDeDT1vWKOmA8BI9mkYjrigFBkh0EnNby0tmcMBfF5HsAeFpvt7UP6h9bIga/s1600/PA100921.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaDnMgUGqKmiv2HZhGUVYy5sW0vwzujOore76UfQGs9I9zkhj9IlX9jiStUZikHAXAlPh2OUjfE1QzSuMQLDeDT1vWKOmA8BI9mkYjrigFBkh0EnNby0tmcMBfF5HsAeFpvt7UP6h9bIga/s640/PA100921.JPG" yr="true" /></a><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"><em>"Just before the death of flowers,</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"><em>And before they are buried in snow,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"><em>There comes a festival season</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"><em>When nature is all aglow."</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"><em>- <span style="font-size: small;">Author Unknown</span></em></span><br />
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<h4 style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Flowers... are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty out values all the utilities of the world." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1844</span></h4><script src="http://shots.snap.com//client/inject.js?site_name=0" type="text/javascript">
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<span><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;">“Why don't you get a haircut? You look like a <b>chrysanthemum</b>.” - P.G. Wodehouse</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span><span style="color: #783f04;">“Don't wear perfume in the garden - unless you want to be pollinated by </span><span style="color: #783f04;">bees</span><span style="color: #783f04;">.” - Anne Raver</span><br />
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<b><i style="color: #ea9999;">"White ... is not a mere absence of colour; it is a shining and affirmative thing, as fierce as red, as definite as black.... God paints in many colours; but He never paints so gorgeously, I had almost said so gaudily, as when He paints in white."</i></b> <div style="color: #ea9999;"><b><i><em>--</em><strong>Gilbert Keith Chesterton</strong><em> </em>[British author, 1874–1936]<em> </em><em> “A Piece of Chalk,” Tremendous Trifles (1909)</em></i></b><br />
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<div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">"There are painters who transform the sun into a yellow spot, but there are others who, thanks to their art and intelligence, transform a yellow spot into the sun." - Pablo Picasso </span><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
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<div style="color: yellow;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>"The whole world as we experience it visually, comes to us through the mystic realm of color." - Hans Hoffman (artist)</b></span><br />
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</div><div style="color: magenta;">All the world is birthday cake, so take a piece, but not too much. <br />
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</div><div style="color: blue;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>"""<span style="color: #0b5394;">We live in a "virtual reality" where deception has become</span></i></span><br />
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<div style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>"Earth laughs in flowers."</b></span> ~Ralph Waldo Emerson, "Hamatreya"<br />
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<div style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: large;">"The clouds above us come together<br />
and disperse; The breeze in the<br />
courtyard departs and returns.<br />
Life is like that, so why not relax?<br />
Who can keep us from celebrating?</span>"</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: small;"> </span><br />
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</div><div style="color: #fff2cc;"><b>"I received the fundamentals of my education in school, but that was not enough. My real education, the superstructure, the details, the true architecture, I got out of the public library. For an impoverished child whose family could not afford to buy books, the library was the open door to wonder and achievement, and I can never be sufficiently grateful that I had the wit to charge through that door and make the most of it.</b> <b>Now, when I read constantly about the way in which library funds are being cut and cut, I can only think that the door is closing and that American society has found one more way to destroy itself.</b>"<br />
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Isaac ASIMOV <br />
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</div><div style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>"My lifelong love affair with books and reading continues unaffected by automation, computers, and all other forms of the twentieth-century gadgetry.</b>"<br />
— <i>Books in My Life</i> by Robert DOWNS (1903- ) </span><br />
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</div><b style="color: #660000;">"The library connects us with the insight and knowledge, painfully extracted from Nature, of the greatest minds that ever were, with the best teachers, drawn from the entire planet and from all our history, to instruct us without tiring, and to inspire us to make our own contribution to the collective knowledge of the human species. I think the health of our civilization, the depth of our awareness about the underpinnings of our culture and our concern for the future can all be tested by how well we support our libraries.</b><span style="color: #660000;">"</span><br style="color: #660000;" /><span style="color: #660000;">— </span><i style="color: #660000;">Cosmos</i><span style="color: #660000;"> (Carl SAGAN) </span><div style="color: #660000;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #660000;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><b style="color: #666666;">"...What is at stake is civilization and humanity, nothing less. The idea that "everything is permitted," as Nietzsche put it, rests on the premise of nihilism and has nihilistic implications. I will not pretend that the case against nihilism and for civilization is an easy one to make. We are here confronting the most fundamental of philosophical questions, on the deepest levels. In short, the matter of pornography and obscenity is not a trivial one, and only superficial minds can take a bland and untroubled view of it."</b> <br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;">— "Pornography, Obscenity and the Case for Censorship" from </span><i style="color: #666666;">On the Democratic Idea in America</i><span style="color: #666666;"> New York: Harper & Row, 1972. This essay originally appeared in the New York Times Magazine on March 28, 1971. (Irving KRISTOL) </span><br />
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<div style="color: yellow;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>"Have you seen that portrait Gauguin did of me painting sunflowers? it was really I, but it's I gone mad."</i></span> - Vincent Van Gogh <br />
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<div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">"So, little sprite, come dance with me! </span></i><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">The sun is up, the wind is free! </span></i><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Come now and trip it, </span></i><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Romp and skip it, </span></i><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Earth is young and so are we. </span></i><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Sprite, you and I will dance together </span></i><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">On the heather, </span></i><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Glad with all the procreant earth, </span></i><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">With all the fruitage of the trees, </span></i><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">And golden pollen on the breeze, </span></i><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">With plants that bring the grain to birth, </span></i><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">With beast and bird, </span></i><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Feathered and furred, </span></i><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">With youth and hope and life and love, </span></i><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">And joy thereof— </span></i><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">While we are part of all, we two— </span></i><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">For my glad burgeoning in you!"</span></i><br />
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</div><div style="color: #999999;">- from the 5th stanza of "The Bacchante to Her Babe" (written 1917 by Eunice Tietjens)<br />
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<div style="color: magenta;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><b>In the marsh pink orchid's faces <br />
With their coy and dainty graces, <br />
Lure us to their hiding places-- <br />
Laugh, O murmuring Spring! </b></i></span><br />
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- Sarah Foster Davis, Summer Song </b></i></span><br />
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<div style="color: #073763;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">"We cannot see our reflection in running water. It is only in still water that we can see."</span></i><br />
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<div style="color: #3d85c6;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Let architects sing of aesthetics that bring Rich clients in hordes to their knees; Just give me a home, in a great circle dome Where stresses and strains are at ease.”</span><br />
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</div><div style="color: #3d85c6;">Richard Buckminster Fuller quotes (US engineer and architect, 1895-1983 )<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">"Everywhere water is a thing of beauty gleaming in the dewdrop,</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">- John Ballantine Gough</span>Serey Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00928375336538053516noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-867344972605177222.post-69196132645154688072009-11-06T14:22:00.000-08:002009-11-06T22:13:24.852-08:00MIT corridor<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGPzIsjaSVMmtmk2xXEPoKLcjOdsxYlnIJVo3iC-EfIOS7EWpWelkwkXFXCJUY0RGbjLCvxCmZIcJ6zipp4rEzieTcpabaVv7PM0Fu08Rsb9p1Lwsdd5vPv7zF-G7QorlaOcWnaLisOqV0/s1600/P8220516.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGPzIsjaSVMmtmk2xXEPoKLcjOdsxYlnIJVo3iC-EfIOS7EWpWelkwkXFXCJUY0RGbjLCvxCmZIcJ6zipp4rEzieTcpabaVv7PM0Fu08Rsb9p1Lwsdd5vPv7zF-G7QorlaOcWnaLisOqV0/s640/P8220516.JPG" /></a><br />
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<div style="color: #f1c232;"><b>“You walk through a series of arches, so to speak, and then, presently, at the end of a corridor, a door opens and you see backward through time, and you feel the flow of time, and realize you are only part of a great nameless procession.”</b><br />
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</div><div style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">John Huston quotes (American Film Director whose taut dramas were some of the most popular films from the 1940s on. 1906-1987</span><br />
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