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Sailor, / You’re my safe harbour / My anchor in a storm / The fair wind in my sails / My compass when I’m lost / An ocean of love / My crest of a wave / Like the tides, you come and go / Constantly / You’re my high tide when I’m low / I’m with you wherever you go / You have my love to see you through / I too, have yours / More than this I cannot ask / nor want…...................
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Cougar taken at Arizona Sonoran Desert Zoo near Tucson, Arizona.
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STALKING TIGER Slowly through the grass / The tiger stalked his prey / His movement long and languid / In the middle of the day / The sun was high and bright / As a vivid burning orb / His body moving slowly / Less heat there to absorb / Gazelles were moving fitfully / Around the waterhole / Nervous eyes were flitting wildly / As the world they did behold / A movement in the distance / And the animals did jump / The nerve ends all a jangling / Each one with quivering rump / Then like avenging angels / The tiger now does pounce / Gazelles are scattering wildly / With a death like spinning dance / And one of them is slower / No longer held at bay / The tiger now triumphant / As it finishes its prey Phil Sanders (aka Brummieboy) / 5/4/07 Thanks for the wonderful poem Phil!
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No man thinks more highly than I do of the patriotism, as well as abilities, of the very worthy gentlemen who have just addressed the House. But different men often see the same subject in different lights; and, therefore, I hope that it will not be thought disrespectful to those gentlemen, if, entertaining as I do opinions of a character very opposite to theirs, I shall speak forth my sentiments freely and without reserve. This is no time for ceremony. The question before the House is one of awful moment to this country. For my own part I consider it as nothing less than a question of freedom or slavery; and in proportion to the magnitude of the subject ought to be the freedom of the debate. It is only in this way that we can hope to arrive at truth, and fulfill the great responsibility which we hold to God and our country. Should I keep back my opinions at such a time, through fear of giving offense, I should consider myself as guilty of treason towards my country, and of an act of disloyalty towards the majesty of heaven, which I revere above all earthly kings. Mr. President, it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren, till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the number of those who, having eyes, see not, and having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation? For my part, whatever anguish of spirit it may cost, I am willing to know the whole truth—to know the worst and to provide for it. I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided; and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past. And judging by the past, I wish to know what there has been in the conduct of the British ministry for the last ten years, to justify those hopes with which gentlemen have been pleased to solace themselves and the House? Is it that insidious smile with which our petition has been lately received? Trust it not, sir; it will prove a snare to your feet. Suffer not yourselves to be betrayed with a kiss. Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with these warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation? Have we shown ourselves so unwilling to be reconciled that force must be called in to win back our love? Let us not deceive ourselves, sir. These are the implements of war and subjugation—the last arguments to which kings resort. I ask gentlemen, sir, what means this martial array, if its purpose be not to force us to submission? Can gentlemen assign any other possible motives for it? Has Great Britain any enemy, in this quarter of the world, to call for all this accumulation of navies and armies? No, sir, she has none. They are meant for us; they can be meant for no other. They are sent over to bind and rivet upon us those chains which the British ministry have been so long forging. And what have we to oppose to them? Shall we try argument? Sir, we have been trying that for the last ten years. Have we anything new to offer on the subject? Nothing. We have held the subject up in every light of which it is capable; but it has been all in vain. Shall we resort to entreaty and humble supplication? What terms shall we find which have not been already exhausted? Let us not, I beseech you, sir, deceive ourselves longer. Sir, we have done everything that could be done to avert the storm which is now coming on. We have petitioned; we have remonstrated; we have supplicated; we have prostrated ourselves before the throne, and have implored its interposition to arrest the tyrannical hands of the ministry and Parliament. Our petitions have been slighted; our remonstrances have produced additional violence and insult; our supplications have been disregarded; and we have been spurned, with contempt, from the foot of the throne. In vain, after these things, may we indulge the fond hope of peace and reconciliation. There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free - if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending - if we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained, we must fight! I repeat it, sir, we must fight! An appeal to arms and to the God of Hosts is all that is left us! They tell us, sir, that we are weak—unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be the next week, or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house? Shall we gather strength by irresolution and inaction? Shall we acquire the means of effectual resistance, by lying supinely on our backs, and hugging the delusive phantom of hope, until our enemies shall have bound us hand and foot? Sir, we are not weak, if we make a proper use of the means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. Three millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us. Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable—and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come! It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, “Peace! Peace!”—but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty, or give me death! Patrick Henry – March 23, 1775
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This is a darker version of an image I like and that has been uploaded to RB in the past. Taken in an Adelaide cafe on Rundle Street East.
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American bald eagle closeup (captive)
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This man was a ‘street entertainer’ in Carcassonne, France. At this moment he was balancing on his forearms with his legs directly above him. / For more information, please see my comment and story in another portrait of him ‘Mind, Body and Spirit’.
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by Nori BucciGraphite on bristol vellum. / Friesian stallion. 11×14 original size. FEATURED in the Graphite Pencil Artists Group / copyright 2008.
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This photo shows a large herd of wild horses on the Danube Delta, in Romania, charging directly at me. Well, there was no where to run so I kept shooting and they turned before trampling us. I didn’t notice that they’d scared up a pheasant while charging until I saw the photos afterwards! This herd is descended from a domestic herd which was let loose from a failed farm about 9 years ago, our guide told us. There are about 130 or so horses in it now. The field they’re in used to be a lake until the local government gave permission for it to be turned into a fish farm to a local businessman; instead of cultivating anything, he drained it, collected and sold the fish left flopping, and then left. Now it’s just pastureland. Between feral animals like the horses and land management practices like that, the Danube delta is a seriously endangered environment.
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Goddess woman with core power mudra expressing strength and inner resolve. Photo based illustration.
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This is a self portrait that was shot against a wall in my house. On this wall I have written a heap of words and sayings that I have found in self reflection over the past few years. I have been striving passionately to become fully self empowered emotionally. To this end I am commited to being as self aware as possible to the emotions and energies that I carry. Much of what is written on this wall has originated from weaknesses that I have observed in myself. I have been insecure for much of my life and believe that the more weakness within myself that I become aware to the more likely I am to understand these weaknesses that hold me back. Have also and continue to be less than fully confident with my own physical appearance. I am however finding that the more I search and overcome emotional weakness the better I believe I am looking and feeling. Still have days where I do not like to look at myself in the mirror but these days are becoming less and less. Just as an added note. Just wanted to say that the main message I am trying to convey with this piece is that I believe true strength for any person is accessed through self reflection. The more I understand about my inner self the more free, humble and strong I am finding myself to be. Empowered Beauty / www.leapoffaith.com.au – my personal website
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Female dancer in martial arts like pose. Photo based illustration.
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Image captured at ‘The Angels’ / an Art House Production courtesy of Alateia Featured in Men Appreciation February 09 and Images for Film March 09
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Thanks Joe
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This went through many phases..I hand drew the native merged it onto a drum and started adding texture to it,some of my wrinkle art. Then photoshop to add more brush work and I used dry brush #60,25,and then natural brushes 75 and 30. / I used the saturation and burn tools brushes natural #75 and 50. MUSIC Someday when we look at the land / Someday when we learn what we have done / Someday when the land fights back / Someday then we will understand
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Dancing in the Dust captures the power,the strength,the pure grace and beauty of the American Quarter Horse. Signed fine art prints are available by contacting me. All work is copyrighted and may not be used or downloaded,in whole or part,including paintings,without permission of artist. Member of the Equine Arts Protection League.
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Created using all my own images and texture layers. Please have a look at this LARGE – I seem to be creating the vast majority of my work these days to be best viewed VERY LARGE ;))) FEATURED IN THE FIRST EVER SET OF FEATURES IN THE RB GROUP ‘PHOTO MANIPULATORS’! FEATURED ON THE RED BUBBLE HOME PAGE 27TH SEPTEMBER 2009
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self / 2009
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