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Why all the struggle? poetic thought by George-B (©Always) (the smudge and other poems)


Why all the struggle? poetic thought by George-B (©Always)

Do we really want change, 
do we really need it: 
when brought about by…
The king of darkness?
Can’t we do with things the way they are,
slowly dissolving into the ocean of time?
Just evolving into involution,
return to the wisdom of the cave dwellers,
Before fire was noticed by the clan chief?
Isn’t that satisfying enough?
Why all the struggle?

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press this>>>Go Wild: Celebrating the Gila Wilderness Area’s 90th Birthday | Golden Green | The Back Forty | KCET


Looking into the Gila Wilderness in New Mexico.Go Wild: Celebrating the Gila Wilderness Area’s 90th Birthday | Golden Green | The Back Forty | KCET.

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Impressions from the trail: April – Spring – 2014- A Good Year (photos taken on trails at Puente Hills Nature… (My photo collection)

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National Geographic: Sticky Octopus



A scuba diver is caught in the death grip of a Giant Pacific Octopus. DO OR DIE PREMIERES THU JAN 2 at 10P.

Bob Dylan – A Hard Rain’s Gonna Fall


BOB DYLAN LYRICS

“A Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall”

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
And where have you been my darling young one?
I’ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I’ve walked and I’ve crawled on six crooked highways
I’ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I’ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I’ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue eyed son?
And what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin’
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin’
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall.

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder that roared out a warnin’
I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin’
I heard ten thousand whisperin’ and nobody listenin’
I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin’
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you meet my blue-eyed son ?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony
I met a white man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in love
I met another man who was wounded in hatred
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall.

And what’ll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
And what’ll you do now my darling young one?
I’m a-goin’ back out ‘fore the rain starts a-fallin’
I’ll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are a many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
And the executioner’s face is always well hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I’ll tell and speak it and think it and breathe it
And reflect from the mountain so all souls can see it
And I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’
But I’ll know my song well before I start singing
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall.

 

 

Rattlesnake Hilltop (Turnbull Canyon) Puente Hills, California August 3, 2013



Filmed with an “LG OPTIMUS ELITE”,
It is always a great “Vista Point” from this hilltop, and always a privilege
to be able to do the walk, which is not as easy as it used to be. Only 1.7 miles from Beverly Blvd. @ Turnbull Canyon Trail, still a uphill road all the way. But the view is so gratifying, and the people around so friendly, that it is worth every moment, every breath…See you there sometimes! Get off your couch and get going!
Must have:
Water, UV filtering glasses, head covering, sunblock lotion, and a positive attitude!
Best exercise, if you are wealthy enough to attend to, is walking, and walking uphill is a perfect Cardio training, not requiring an equipment:  Just your legs!
Start today!
I created this video with the YouTube Video Editor (http://www.youtube.com/editor)

Audio Track:  Flashpoint Igor Dvorkin, Duncan Moods 1:26 min
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My Latest You-Tube Video: “Blue, White and Green: Turnbull Canyon” – Audio (Nightfall In) The Far Dunes – Tim Fachen (moods) 2:23


My latest You Tube Video:  “Blue, White and Green: Turnbull Canyon”-Audio (Nightfall In) The Far Dunes – Tim Fachen (moods) 2:23 Published on Aug 4, 2013 (Filmed on August 3, 2013)

White clouds, blue skies, all seen through the green branches of the trees, with a background of running breeze through the fresh, green leafage…If we are lucky enough we can just let it fill us with the miracle of nature we take for granted every moment because: 
There is nothing to replace it, nothing to act as its surrogate, nothing in waiting, after all this natural creation is destroyed. 
Respect and preserve nature, find its meaning keep it clean, as you would your garden…It is your garden!

This insignificant video was taken under a tree along the trail at Turnbull Canyon, yesterday. Enjoy!
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Leonard Cohen – Light as the Breeze



From his album “The Future” (1992).
All paintings by Gustav Klimt.
LEONARD COHEN LYRICS

“Light As The Breeze” Lyrics

She stands before you naked 
you can see it, you can taste it, 
and she comes to you light as the breeze. 
Now you can drink it or you can nurse it, 
it don’t matter how you worship 
as long as you’re 
down on your knees. 
So I knelt there at the delta, 
at the alpha and the omega, 
at the cradle of the river and the seas. 
And like a blessing come from heaven 
for something like a second 
I was healed and my heart 
was at ease. 

O baby I waited 
so long for your kiss 
for something to happen, 
oh something like this. 

And you’re weak and you’re harmless 
and you’re sleeping in your harness 
and the wind going wild 
in the trees, 
and it ain’t exactly prison 
but you’ll never be forgiven 
for whatever you’ve done 
with the keys. 

O baby I waited … 

It’s dark now and it’s snowing 
O my love I must be going, 
The river has started to freeze. 
And I’m sick of pretending 
I’m broken from bending 
I’ve lived too long on my knees. 

Then she dances so graceful 
and your heart’s hard and hateful 
and she’s naked 
but that’s just a tease. 
And you turn in disgust 
from your hatred and from your love 
and comes to you 
light as the breeze. 

O baby I waited … 

There’s blood on every bracelet 
you can see it, you can taste it, 
and it’s Please baby 
please baby please. 
And she says, Drink deeply, pilgrim 
but don’t forget there’s still a woman 
beneath this 
resplendent chemise. 

So I knelt there at the delta, 
at the alpha and the omega, 
I knelt there like one who believes. 
And the blessings come from heaven 
and for something like a second 
I’m cured and my heart 
is at ease.

 

Song to the Moon – Antonín Dvořák



Soprano Renee Fleming sings this aria. Dvorak’s composition relies upon expansive arpeggiated chords to capture the fairy tale ambiance of Rusalka. The amicable old Spirit of the Lake, Jezibab, is enjoying the singing of the Wood Nymphs, when his daughter, Rusalka, sadly approaches him. She admits that she has fallen in love with a handsome prince. Yearning to know the bliss of union with him, she wishes to become human. Deeply saddened, the Spirit of the Lake consents to her request, and leaves. All alone, Rusalka sings this magnificent aria and shares the secrets of her longing to the moon.

Featuring the paintings and artwork of William Bouguereau, Paul Cezanne, Claude Monet, J.W. Waterhouse, Armand Guillaumin, and Spadecaller.

Lyrics (translation)

Silver moon upon the deep dark sky,
Through the vast night pierce your rays.
This sleeping world you wander by,
Smiling on man’s homes and ways.
Oh moon ere past you glide, tell me,
Tell me, oh where does my loved one bide?
Oh moon ere past you glide, tell me
Tell me, oh where does my loved one bide?
Tell him, oh tell him, my silver moon,
Mine are the arms that shall hold him,
That between waking and sleeping he may
Think of the love that enfolds him,
May between waking and sleeping
Think of the love that enfolds him.
Light his path far away, light his path,
Tell him, oh tell him who does for him stay!
Human soul, should it dream of me, Let my memory wakened be.
Moon, moon, oh do not wane, do not wane,
Moon, oh moon, do not wane….

 

ROCK CLIMBING


 

Climbers on "Valkyrie" at The Roache...

Climbers on “Valkyrie” at The Roaches in Staffordshire, United Kingdom, in May 2002 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Rock Climbing

In rock climbing, participants scale natural rock formations or artificial rock walls using ropes and special equipment—or, sometimes, just their hands and feet. Though humans have been rock climbing for millennia, the activity emerged as a sport in the 19th century. Aid climbing, in which artificial handholds and footholds are used, allowed climbers to reach heights that once seemed inaccessible. Today, the sport continues to evolve. What are some of the ethical considerations of rock climbing? More…
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This Day In the Yesteryear: FIRST ASCENT OF MT. MCKINLEY’S SOUTH PEAK (1913)


First Ascent of Mt. McKinley’s South Peak (1913)

With a summit elevation of 20,320 ft (6,194 m), Alaska’s Mt. McKinley is the tallest mountain in North America. James Wickersham led the first recorded climbing attempt in 1903 but turned back at 8,000 ft (2,438 m). In 1910, a group known as the Sourdough expedition claimed to have summited its lower, northern peak. Three years later, explorer Hudson Stuck and three others made the first successful ascent of the South Summit—its true summit. How did Stuck’s ascent verify the Sourdough climb? More… Discuss

 

“SPIDER DAN” SCALES 110-STORY SEARS TOWER (1981)


“Spider Dan” Scales 110-Story Sears Tower (1981)

After witnessing a deadly high-rise hotel fire, Dan Goodwin resolved to call attention to the need for better skyscraper firefighting and rescue techniques. Six months after the blaze, he donned a homemade Spider-Man suit and, using suction cups and climbing gear, began an ascent of Chicago’s Sears Tower—then the world’s tallest building. He reached the top seven hours later and was promptly arrested. What structure—formerly the world’s tallest—did he climb with no equipment, twice in one day? More… Discuss

Seal Beach @ San Gabriel River Mouth Gray-toned (gray tones are for Art!) (my photography collection)


Seal Beach @ San Gabriel River Mouth Graystoned (graytones are for Art!)

Seal Beach @ San Gabriel River Mouth Gray-toned (gray tones are for Art!) (My photography Collection)

Seal Beach @ San Gabriel River Mouth Triptic Vertical – Panorama With view of Catalina Island (S) and San Gabriel Mountains (N) and Alamitos Bay (W)(my photo collection)


Seal Beach @ San Gabriel River Mouth

Seal Beach @ San Gabriel River Mouth View of Catalina Island to the South and San Gabriel Mountains to the North and  Alamitos Bay to the West

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point of view (X-ed in Red