Here are some pictures of some of the opulent rooms at Hearst Castle, decorated with tapestries and painted ceilings and impressive paintings. I love these pictures because they are both elegant and gothic at the same time. I am a big fan of “goth” may I add?
I love this picture which was a really lucky find that I and my Dad stumbled upon one day visiting a temple in Goa. It was an old beat up building of what looked like an old hospital or pharmacy to me. My Dad who has a great eye for all picturesque things asked me to take a photo of it, while I kept objecting, saying it was too mundane. So here is to Dad who always has it right!
Inspired By: Daily Prompt
When I am dead my dearest,
Stay a while with me,
Dress me up as a bride,
Break open a champagne,
Throw a Big farewell party,
For I lived a long and fine life.
When I am dead my dearest,
Stay a while with me,
I will watch over you from the moon,
Where all the other angel brides be,
I will be the wind in the woods and whistle you a fine tune,
You can smell me in the Jasmine,
Or the wet moss beneath your feet,
You will find me humming in the rose buds with the golden bees,
Or giddily swimming with the fish in the pond near the cherry tree.
When I am dead my dearest,
Stay a while with me,
Plant a kiss on my lips,
Cradle me softly with your love, before you put me back to sleep,
Dim the lights my darling and sing me a soft lullaby,
When I am dead my dearest,
Do stay a while with me.
Hearst Castle
Mallards in a lake
Rainbow“Love your Enemies, for they tell you your Faults.”
By Benjamin Franklin : http://www.goodreads.com/quotes/tag/self-reflection
Your answer may be similar to one of the answers below, or it may be different (in which cases please enlighten me in the comments section)
On the outset we may all have our own reason to blog: need to connect, to be heard, to share, to become famous, to help and so forth. But at the very core we are all doing the same thing; we are sharing a story.
The rules of existence are preemptively the same for everyone irrespective of race, nationality, class, gender and so forth. The progression of life from womb to tomb is universal as are the laws of nature except perhaps in the “Curious case of Benjamin Buttons”.
Our experiences are much about similar things and events in life such as birth, youth, love, marriage, divorce, childhood and even death. What makes these experiences different is not the event but our perspective to it. Our ability to view the world differently and color it with our own unique perspective is what makes our stories exciting.
Given below are some pictures I took, of the beautiful ruins in Hampi (a village in northern Karnataka), India. Shown alongside the untouched original picture, is its altered, enhanced version. I cropped some of these pictures and used Adobe Photoshop CS3 to enhance the color. It was enough to give these old ruins a story of their own.
As bloggers not only do we share a story but we are unwittingly leaving our own footprint behind for our generations to come. Never before have so many people been as actively involved in creating information and building history as they are today. In the olden days, writing was considered the domain of the blessed few. This is probably the single biggest reason, why historians have such a tough time, putting together the story of the common man. The ancient historians, writers and poets were paid by the purse of the rulers and the rich merchants. So their art catered to that of the rich and the famous not the common man.
Today, social media is changing not only how information is created and shared but paving the way for how information will be created and consumed in the future. When “Breaking news” happens in the nooks and corners of the world, within a few minutes’ personal stories and pictures start flooding in not from actual reporters but the common people who witnessed it. This is a powerful phenomenon.
News is no longer created just by the reporters working for news agencies such as BBC, CNN, Fox, NBC, Reuters etc. but the billions of eyes and ears that experience these events first hand. These stories are far more exciting, because they have the element of human touch that we can relate to and be moved by. The power to create news and literature is no longer the prerogative of a handful of elitist historians and writers. It is now shared equally with the common man and woman; us the bloggers!
Blogging, is also strengthening the ideals and values that our country holds dear; Freedom of speech and Democracy. Never before could a Josh Moe question the Government, or challenge accepted norms, raise a controversy or even overturn a dictatorial regime. Never before could one reach out to so many people at such a grand scale.
Today, blogging and tweeting have given the common man a loud voice. We don’t have to be famous artists, writers and poets to share our own personal story. We just have to blog.
Fast forward a few hundred years from now, historians then, will have no problem reassembling our lives thanks to the testimonies and stories left by all of us on the blogosphere. So coming back to our original question, why do you blog?
I want to turn the question back to you dear fellow blogger? I look forward to hearing your perspective?
Here is a Ted video where Mena Trott “the founding mother of blogging revolution” explains about why she blogs.
Who will understand abandonment better than these specious blossoms that thrust out from the hardness of mother earth, only to enjoy life for a day or two? It’s unfortunate that most of the passers-by will pass by, without ever stopping to glance at their fleeting beauty.
We all swoon over the beauty of the roses and the tulips, but here’s to celebrating the Specious!
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/01/24/photo-challenge-juxtaposition/
This is my favorite picture. I am infatuated with the setting sun. Note to self: “Be like the sun that never loses its glory even after it’s gone”. The brilliant colors of the sky and the dark clouds with the backdrop of the black palms have painted a sight that would put Michelangelo to shame.
Here, the different shades of green are juxtaposed beautifully against each other. I love this blue river snaking through the green valley cutting the vast expanse of foliage on both sides.
Nature has painted a perfect contrast of the calm blue waters, against the large expanse of brown mountains covered in a green carpet. The mountain is studded with cliffs that look like fingers pointing at the sky. A shimmering strip of white sand cuts the mountains on the left and water on the right.
If only I were a dolphin, I would swim in this haven of peace for ever.
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