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Sun and pylon seen near sunset just outside Billingborough, Lincolnshire. / / Part of the series Against the Sky / /
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Acrylic and Mixed Media. Painted by Ciska Oct 2007 Morning Glory painted after a photograph by Rach Jayn / Thanx heaps Rach ORIGINAL FOR SALE – / 101.6CM X 76.2CM Ciska’s Original Works also available Top Frames Castletown Shopping Centre Townsville Queensland
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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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Raided my file stock to see what I have got? Weather is not to clever. I desided to HDR single images to see how they would fare? Hope you like it :-) Card / Framed Print /
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The sound of birds early in the morning. Best music of all… Oil on Stretched Canvas – No Airbrushing 37 X 42 inches / 94 X 1107 cm contact my Agents at Gallery 112 / ....................................................................................
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Directions of use: / . / Step 1 : Order the T Shirt from Redbubble and wait for delivery / . / Step 2 : Place your head and arms through the large hole at the bottom and locate the correct holes until you feel comfortable. / . / Step 3 : Go outside / . / Step 4 : Allow the suns rays to energise you while promoting renewable energy / . / Step 5 : Take a photo of yourself in your new T Shirt and post it in the Redbubble Buyers Booth. / . / Please do not hesitate to contact me with any problems you encounter (especially regarding Step 2)
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A Dromana sunset,on our Mornington Peninsula / /
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Watch the Video Here Show me, show me, show me / How you do that trick / ‘The one that makes me scream,’ she said / ‘The one that makes me laugh,’ she said / And threw her arms around my neck / ‘Show me how you do it / And I promise you, I promise that / I’ll run away with you / I’ll run away with you…’ Spinning on that dizzy edge / I kissed her face and kissed her head / And dreamed of all the different ways / I had to make her glow / ‘Why are you so far away?’ she said / ‘Why won’t you ever know that I’m in love with you, / That I’m in love with you?’ You / Soft and only / You / Lost and lonely / You / Strange as angels / Dancing in the deepest oceans / Twisting in the water, you’re just like a dream / Just like a dream Daylight licked me into shape / I must have been asleep for days / And moving lips to breathe her name / I opened up my eyes / I found myself alone / Alone / Alone above a raging sea / That stole the only girl I loved / And drowned her deep inside of me You / Soft and only / You / Lost and lonely / You / Just like heaven The Cure
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Location: Beirut Rawousheh Lebanon
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Location: Beirut Rawousheh lebanon
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mixed media on canvas she is …....the wave…...she GIVES a HOLY BATH…........... original still available $900.00
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Our cat Mini.
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West Milford Reservoir / West Milford, NJ / January 09 Nikon D80 / 1/500 / f/7.1 / ISO 200 / Lens: 18-135 / Raw
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Sun Rays. ©DApixara. /
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OMG RUN / I’m making a few shirt versions now. If you like this, please check out my shirts! / / / /
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featured in Color Me a Rainbow 07-30-2009 / featured in ImageWriting 07-25-2009 / featured in Globes, Sphere’s & Curves 07-23-2009 / featured in A Spiritual Walk 07-05-2009 Copyright: DualityDesigns / (image not for sale) Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, / and I say it’s all right Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter / Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here / Here comes the sun, here comes the sun / and I say it’s all right Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces / Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here / Here comes the sun, here comes the sun / and I say it’s all right Sun, sun, sun, here it comes… / Sun, sun, sun, here it comes… / Sun, sun, sun, here it comes… / Sun, sun, sun, here it comes… / Sun, sun, sun, here it comes… Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting / Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear / Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, / and I say it’s all right / It’s all right
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Leo – strength and passion, courage and determination, with all the world at your feet and the stars in your eyes… / Sunflowers bring healing magic into your life… / The flames of the sun, life giver, illuminate you without… / Garnet and ruby, deep blue and earth brown, you are the magic in my life… Acrylic on gallery wrap canvas with metallic underlays… Thank You – Dido
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A mystical and magical creature said to build its nest in the mountains and line it with gold and attributed as an attribute of understanding the relationship between psychic energy and cosmic force, as well as being the guardian to the pathway to spiritual enlightenment. This solar hybrid creature, combines the head, claws and wings of an eagle with the body of a lion, symbolizing rulership of air and land and together making a double emblem of the Sun’s power and usually shown next to a ‘tree of life’ or similar symbol as the guardian of the sun and seasons. / The Griffin has been a forceful motif since the second millineum BCE in western Asia, later in the Middle East, Greece and eventually Europe. It was a Hebrew symbol of Persia, had demonic significance in Assyria, but seems in Crete to have played a protective role in palace decoration. In Greece, where the griffin was sacred to Apollo, to Athene as wisdom and to Nemesis as retribution, legend said they guarded the gold of India and of the Scythians. In early Christianity iconography the griffin was used to symbolize the forces of persecution, vengeance or hindrance. But from the 14th century it emerges as an emblem of the dual nature of Christ – human and divine – and of courageous vigilance, which was its usual meaning in heraldry.
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The summer sun is fading as the year grows old, / and darker days are drawing near, / the winter winds will be much colder, / now you’re not here. / I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky / and one by one they disappear / I wish that I was flying with them, / now you’re not here like the sun through the trees you came to love me / like a leaf on a breeze you blew away through autumn’s golden gown we used to kick our way / you always loved this time of year / loose fallen leaves lie undisturbed now / cos you’re not here like the sun through the trees you came to love me / like a leaf on a breeze you blew away a gentle rain falls softly on my weary eyes / as if to hide a lonely tear / my life will be forever autumn / cos you’re not here / / Created with Apophysis & Incendia /
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Well you know how sometimes things dont look as bright as they should? How life gets to you in ways you never expected? You can change it, you have the power to pull yourself out of anything you get into. you always end up on the brighter side of life, not just me being optimistic its true! Think negative you get negative. Oh and my tip for helping shrink your carbon footprint? Change your light bulbs to energy efficient ones, sure they may cost a bomb but they last a heck of alot longer and use alot less energy, ive noticed a drop in my power bill :) FEATURED: Earth keepers – November 4th 2009 Thank you so, so, so very much!
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