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“Acorn tube” triode number

In Black and White Photography, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Fotografia, fruit, FujiX100V, Learning, Macro, minimalism, Photography, Words of music on 2021/02/10 at 04:00

According to Buddha

Sunlight fell upon the wall; the wall received a borrowed splendor. Why set your heart on a piece of earth, O simple one? Seek out the source which shines forever.

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fresh + rotten pears ~ a day ago ~  Amiskwaciwâskahikan ᐊᒥᐢᑲᐧᒋᐋᐧᐢᑲᐦᐃᑲᐣ ~ February 2021

The Oscar class project number

In abstract, Black and White Photography, Body, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Fotografia, FujiX100V, iPhoneography, Macro, Photowalking, Reflection, self study, Visual Narrative, Words of music on 2021/01/20 at 04:00

According to Buddha

If you look deeply into the palm of your hand, you will see your parents and all generations of your ancestors. All of them are alive in this moment. Each is present in your body.

if i am alive this time next year
will i have arrived in time to share?
and mine is about as good this far
and i’m still applied to what you are
and i am joining all my thoughts to you

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a day ago ~ trees + present self study #2 ~ Etown – Amiskwaciwâskahikan ᐊᒥᐢᑲᐧᒋᐋᐧᐢᑲᐦᐃᑲᐣ ~ January 2021

Tales of the Shameik number

In abstract, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Colour photography, Fotografia, iPhone photography, iPhoneography, Macro, Mobile photography, Photography, still life, Words of music on 2020/12/30 at 04:00

According to Buddha

Be motivated like the falcon, hunt gloriously. Be magnificent as the leopard, fight to win. Spend less time with nightingales and peacocks. One is all talk, the other only colour.

when you flew away, 
you just left one feather. 
so i keep it in my pillow, 
so i’ll dream of you at night. 
 
and your feathers were the colour, 
of the sun before it sets at night. 
and your eyes were as sharp, 
as the morning sunlight.

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peacock feather in yesterday’s sunshine ~ December 2020

15 minutes of horror, 20 years of healing: room number

In Art, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Colour photography, Flora, iPhoneography, Macro, water, Words of music on 2020/12/16 at 04:00

According to Buddha

And don’t think the garden loses its ecstasy in winter. It’s quiet, but the roots are down there riotous.

think i might forget it, gonna write it down-down-down
if it’s copacetic, bring it back around-round-round
i’m tired of fighting another man’s pointless war
so please keep up with it just like you have before

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a fresh day ago or so in/outside ~ Etown – Amiskwaciwâskahikan ᐊᒥᐢᑲᐧᒋᐋᐧᐢᑲᐦᐃᑲᐣ ~ December 2020

Years number by Kyle Coma-Thompson & Tristan Foster

In Black and White Photography, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Foto, iPhoneography, Macro, Monochromia, Photography, still life, Words of music on 2020/11/01 at 04:00

According to Buddha

Everything changes once we identify with being the witness to the story, instead of the actor in it.

that’s the way it goes
that’s the way it goes
it’s so satisfying

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death of the sunflowers ~ a day or so ago ~ Etown Amiskwaciwâskahikan ᐊᒥᐢᑲᐧᒋᐋᐧᐢᑲᐦᐃᑲᐣ 2020

Alex Olson’s Call Me number

In Alberta landscapes, Black and White Photography, Buddhist philosophical concepts, FujiX100V, Macro, Monochromia, Photography, Words of music on 2020/09/30 at 04:00

According to Buddha

To be fully alive, fully human and completely awake is to be continually thrown out of the nest. To live fully is to be always in no-man’s land, to experience each moment as completely new and fresh. To live is to be willing to die over and over again.

and instead of saying all of your goodbyes, let them know
you realize that life goes fast
it’s hard to make the good things last
you realize the sun doesn’t go down
it’s just an illusion caused by the world spinning round 

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broken wasp nest – walk in the woods ~ September 2020

M. Mohanan’s film number

In Buddhist philosophical concepts, Colour photography, Emotion, Flora, iPhoneography, Macro, Photography, still life, Words of music on 2020/09/27 at 04:00

According to Buddha

When we see the beloved in each 
person, it’s like walking through 
a garden, watching flowers 
bloom all around us.

sunflower
sunflower
my eyes
want you more than a melody
let me inside
wish i could get to know you

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sunflowers in my garden ~ September 2020

Taiwanese playful spin number

In abstract, Art, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Colour photography, Fotografia, FujiX100V, Macro, minimalism, Photography, Reflection, Street photography, Words of music on 2020/06/14 at 04:00

According to Buddha

There’s a mess inside you:
You clean the outside.

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hedy bach - rust mess - 1

why don’t you ask him if he’s going to stay?
why don’t you ask him if he’s going away?
why don’t you tell me what’s going on?
why don’t you tell me who’s on the phone?

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little things along the way ~ Etown ~ June 2020

Prefix for Jenny’s number

In Alberta landscapes, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Colour photography, Fotografia, iPhoneography, Macro, Mobile photography, Photography, Words of music on 2020/04/08 at 04:00

According to Buddha

Practically speaking, if all of your enemies were well, happy, and peaceful, they would not be your enemies. If they were free from problems, pain, suffering, affliction, neurosis, psychosis, paranoia, fear, tension, anxiety, etc., they would not be your enemies. The practical approach toward your enemies is to help them overcome their problems, so you can live in peace and happiness.

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hedy bach - ice green - 5

the future’s open wide
i’ll stop the world and melt with you
you’ve seen the difference and it’s getting better all the time

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melting ice ~ a day ago ~ Etown ~ April 2020

The Battle of Guadalacete number

In Art, Black and White Photography, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Emotion, Fotografia, iPhoneography, Macro, Photography, Words of music on 2020/02/16 at 04:00

According to Buddha

Unconditional love really exists in each of us. It is part of our deep inner being. It is not so much an active emotion as a state of being. It’s not ‘I love you’ for this or that reason, not ‘I love you if you love me.’ It’s love for no reason, love without an object.

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i’m a wonderful shadow
whose sweetness is brief

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formal study eggs by candle light ~ art room Etown ~ January 2020

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