“The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing. One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries merely to comprehend a little of this mystery every day. Never lose a holy curiosity.”
Albert Einstein [German born American Physicist who developed the special and general theories of relativity. Nobel Prize for Physics in 1921. 1879-1955]
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I will never understand why there are people that don't understand diversity, that don't love ethnicity, or who don't understand their age or their limits. I guess I don't understand peoples that think in frames all the time, and, even more, I don't understand people that don't understand that the only one who can judge me is God.
"For everything there is a season, And a time for every matter under heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; A time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance; A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together; A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing; A time to seek, and a time to lose; A time to keep, and a time to throw away; A time to tear, and a time to sew; A time to keep silence, and a time to speak; A time to love, and a time to hate, A time for war, and a time for peace."
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
p.s. the people that don't understand me are not welcomed here.
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Childhood - The 21st Century How advanced they are, these children of the future, Like small adults, within their tiny frames, They grow up in a fast 'speed driven' culture, Where 'learning pressures' change their kind of games, Where is their childhood, in all this hurly burly, Where is their pure untainted view of things, Why do they have to grow so old, so early, And lose the joy that only childhood brings.
Our childhood was filled with thoughts of joy and gladness, We lived our lives, oblivious to the world And all the hardships, wars, the grief and sadness, We stood, waiting for our lives to be unfurled. We had time to grow, and gain an understanding, Of each new phase, each change along the way, As we grew slowly, our senses all expanding, So with clarity, we slowly changed our play.
We had a framework on which to build and flourish, Slow and steady, this was no rushed affair, Taking each step, then step by step to nourish, Our childhood, so finally adulthood we would share. What will become, of these 'New Century' learners, I doubt if they, a dreamy childhood see, Will they then tell to all those bright discerners Of their own, how they remembered their childhood to be.
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.. as one friend stated today “the children that weren’t present, didn’t get any present from Santa.. hohoho”, I realized this Christmas [as I realize it every each one, and here I take my blame] that we are forgetting what are the real significations of it. And I remember what I read recently, an affirmation of Calvin Coolidge, the thirtieth President of the United States: “Christmas isn’t a period, neither a season, but a state of spirit. The true spirit of Christmas means to value peace and good willing and to offer, fully, compassion”. And remember.. we don’t really need the Christmas to gave presents.. any day is a good day for making good deeds :)
And now.. some kind of post scriptum.. Recently I was asked why I tend to see always the down side of things an accordingly to that to take photos and to manipulate them thru processing or thru the words I say. . So I made an inventory of all the entries in this last few past months since I started this photoblog [is great that I had also the time to do so].. and.. I discovered that it’s a doze of truth in those allegations. Still I refuse to comment upon the matter. Is my way to see things. Everyone else is free to get a camera and relate their own We all are moody human beings, or not? Note: you can place your wish by clicking on the comments link on the top of the picture
“The things which the child loves remain in the domain of the heart until old age. The most beautiful thing in life is that our souls remaining over the places where we once enjoyed ourselves” - Kahlil Gibran [Lebanese born American philosophical Essayist, Novelist and Poet. 1883-1931]
