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Fear. Gratitude. Fear of the familiar. Gratitude for the pain. Is this commitment enough?
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paint it black.
If you really feel you are Mick Jagger, does it matter that you are actually not? This is a weekend challenge story.
any old day.
a croissant with strawberry jam (not home made, but very decent), a glass of freshly pressed orange juice and a cappuccino. your preferred breakfast (late, at half past ten) in a café just off town centre, served by your usual, yet not very friendly, waiter. no tip, of course. and the entire day ahead. what’s ...
Flowers for Friendship
In 2016, Belgium celebrated the 150 years of friendship with Japan by building a beautiful Japanese design from flowers. More than 100 volunteers assembled this famous tourist attraction in four hours. Every two years Brussels’ Grand Place gets covered by a flower carpet consisting of nearly one million begonias.
j’ai belga.
Barman at Café Belga. The slow hours, just after lunch-time. I ordered a cappuccino and the barman said « Wait and watch how I make it! » So I did. Waited and watched. He showed me how to put the palm-tree design in the milk foam on the top. Then, when he saw my appreciation, ...
Spooked Butterfly
“Good morning,” they wished to each other. “What a lovely day, don’t you think?” continued the blue one while stretching her little wings. “I thought of visiting the red rose in Ms Potter’s garden, she looks so gorgeous and delicious in sunny days like these. Would you care to join me?” replied the spotted one ...
unforgettable Ella
We either didn’t know where Ella was born nor exactly when. It was said that she probably was a Podenco mix from Spain. We’ve found her in an animal shelter where she was waiting for a family to give her a home. She was found tied in front of a supermarket where somebody abandoned her. ...
some of his thoughts during the game.
It’s a good position. I’ll win this game. And then I’ll be depressed. It’s a bad position. I’ll lose. But then I will know precisely who is to blame. Not me, for sure. I usually remember if play with white or black. If that Tuesday afternoon on the 17th of June 1986 I move queen ...
footnote
It was clear that at a certain point you would scream. . I just didn’t think that it would be so quiet. . After.
note to self.
for one moment it almost looked like as if the day might have turned out not altogether too bad.
Choices
Rain or shine, I would do it all over again.
Police evict mother of 5
Heartless BruPol police unit evicts begging mother of 5 for causing a disturbance in the red light district of downtown Brussels yesterday evening.
maybe the most misunderstood African animal
I must admit I have a soft spot for hyenas! As they are far from being the mean, deceitful and aggressive creatures from the Lion King. When spending time observing a hyena family at its den, often we couldn’t stiffle our giggles at the cubs’ boisterous antics, chasing each other, gnawing small trees, jumping on ...
It’s all about the people.
She was delighted to be photographed. She was even more happy to sell us tea. There were few trekkers in low season and her tea place was one of the few open. “Are other trekkers coming behind you?” she asked. This lady here lived in the mountains with her husband and a fat dog. She ...
Loss and rescue: An elderly refugee story
Aaid is 72, a Rohingya refugee. His wife and grandson were shot during the perilous journey from Myanmar to Bangladesh. During his get-away from men with knives, he saw a little boy crying along the street while there was a house burning nearby; the boy was calling for his mom and dad who were nowhere ...
inSignificance
A wise Buddhist said something along these lines: when you add a spoon full of salt in a glass of water, the water becomes unbearably salty. But, when you put that same amount of salt into a lake, it makes no difference. It is a lesson for when we feel drowned in our own sorrow ...
The White Silence
It came without warning… There was no indication on the abrupt future events, and it had been wonderful weeks in the French Alps, spending time with friends and family. During the last days, none of us could think of the coming work week. Now, while waiting at the airport for check-in, I am slowly returning ...
Never mind.
Three things. One. It makes me mad that my boss cannot spell my name after we’ve worked together, on a daily basis, for over a year. He signs my expense statements, holiday applications and a dozen other documents with my name in the heading. Two. Someone should have told me that Alex was gay. Perhaps ...
Beyond the stars…
Photography is often referred to as the art of “catching the light”. In most cases, that moment only happens in a fraction of a second. The art of catching “that light” it’s not only a way of feeling, touching or loving. We can also use it like an open window to see beyond the stars ...
freefall.
Spot used to be an ordinary dog in every respect. Eat, run around the garden with its tongue out and flapping, play, lie in the shade. Then one day Spot realised he has a taste for 20th century American literature. He taught himself to read then goodbye to rubber bones and fetching sticks and hello ...
Drops of meaning in our daily webs
How to come up with something important to say? What a struggle, ha? Or maybe not. During our day, we process a lot of thoughts, some bigger, some smaller. Yet, there are clearly drops of meaning tangled in our daily webs. I find it handy to have a little a notebook with me wherever I ...
Reasons to join Worldly Photos
paint it black.
any old day.
Flowers for Friendship
j’ai belga.
Spooked Butterfly
unforgettable Ella
some of his thoughts during the game.
footnote
note to self.
Choices
Police evict mother of 5
maybe the most misunderstood African animal
It’s all about the people.
Loss and rescue: An elderly refugee story
inSignificance
The White Silence
Never mind.
Beyond the stars…
freefall.
Drops of meaning in our daily webs
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The Last of the Mohicans
A long journey has come to a stop. The soldiers must be hungry. The rain is so loud. The air so cold this morning. The trees are so many. I know they won’t attack me. For they know that I will not give in. And I will give them nothing. They are in my power …
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The tree (another story told by AI)
The tree was in love, it started blooming, it was waiting for spring to get the best of it. So I thought it was time to show it off. It’s a beautiful tree, it’s the Queen of the forest, the magical woman, the one who can take you to the world of fairies and pixies, …
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thick red dominos.
I called out to you, “Hey, Gareth.” And you said your name wasn’t Gareth. I said sorry and that probably I had forgotten your name. You were not upset. I didn’t think you were, in any case. At the time we still put on heavy coats when we left the house. * Later—quite some time …
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Field of Thoughts
I took this photo from a car last summer, while going through some fields in Northern East France. I like sunflowers, but didn’t find the photo worth special attention… Until recently… Sunflowers fields are now invading the social networks, as a symbol of the latest humanitarian crisis. The dark sky here may not match the …
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on the prowl.
Past the barber shop, on the left, that street with piss and pretty-trimmed trees trimmed to a perfect square, an abandoned house, the sign above the door says “Newsagent,” some of the letters missing, so you see a man sitting on the doorstep, he’s always there, must live in that house, he’s on the phone, …
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Sheep of Iceland
Days are getting longer. This is my favourite time of the year. I prepare to spend the summer outdoors. To connect with nature and all its colours. Geysirs, lagoons, waterfalls and rivers Volcanoes, mountains, lava fields and glaciers. In Landmannalaugar I love wandering Sterns, falcons and horses I am greeting. I also sometimes encounter this …
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Real or unreal – who can say?
Sunday, October 24, 2010 A life of being, and yet being not, and of being in this life, but not being here. In the following days I feel like I am having a conversation with someone. It seems as if I am waiting for something to happen. I am waiting for something to be there. …
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They came from far away – a dialog written by Artificial Intelligence (AI)
They came from far away, and yet they were right here. I know they were. I saw them.”/ “You saw them?”/ “I know it sounds crazy, but yes. I saw them.”/ “What did you see?”/ “I saw a giant. A giant. I saw a giant, and he was looking at me.”/ “Where?”/ “He was here.”/ …
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Life is in the Air
“I’m doing it again,” he said. “I’m going back to the library.” / “The library’s not a bad place to be,” she said. / “I’m not going to look at any books,” he said. “I’m going to look for the picture.” / “The picture of what?” / “The picture of the secret of life,” he …
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Night turns into day – a story written by artificial intelligence
Night turns into day and the fog patches over the lake lessen, and then the sun breaks through, making the whole scene glow golden-orange. The lake looks like a giant mirror, reflecting the trees and the sky and the tiny white-capped waves. The only sound is the buzzing of the mosquitoes and the soft sound …
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Depths forever
Depths forever, there in the middle of the sea, The moon is high, and the stars are above. What is this place? What is this world? What do we see, or what do we know? The moon is up, it’s time to go to bed, But what are you up to, can I come? The …
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invariably complementary.
“Can I ask you a riddle?” “Go ahead.” “Do you like riddles?” “Is that a riddle?” “No. That’s a question.” “I like riddles. The good ones. Is yours good?” “It’s very good. Okay, here’s my riddle: I’m invariably complementary, dog-eared, I sit on a periscope and order vanilla ice-cream with hazelnut topping straight from the …
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body-bag.
When that infant two rows behind you keeps screaming its lungs out throughout the flight, across seventeen hundred miles. A brief pause every now and then, when exhaustion takes over. But you know it’ll soon start again. And you think: All that effort. For what? You can no longer recall where you boarded the plane …
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Directional time
We have had this thing for over twenty years. we have had it for a long time. it is our car. it stops when we come to a stop. it is our finger on the wheel. it is the only thing in the world we own, it is our way of saying we want to …
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Opening at the End
She just sat there, without a dress, her thighs graciously open, surrounded by the tendrils of her nasturtium. She should have crossed her legs like an old woman, like the old ladies, tilted her head towards the fjord and had a worried look. But she did not look at the sea. She was looking to …
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heart of hearts.
A recent study conducted by the Social Awareness and Statistical Error faculty at Bristol Claire College (BCC) found that more people, aged 24 to 56, have half shoe sizes than full ones. On a subset of over 1,200 respondents the research showed that people with half shoe sizes are generally more satisfied with their current …
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queens.
It may or may not have been a true story. Based on the clues available at the time there really was no telling. And, as much as options had to be kept open, there was a preferred outcome. Doubt was not welcome, fear was omnipresent but actively fought on all possible fronts. Kindness could have …
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