I would rather be a realist, with self-awareness and vision than a short-sighted optimist buoyed up by visions of grandeur that are, mostly, based on aggrandized caliber and misplaced confidence in skills one does not actually possess. Also, I beware of entities demanding “loyalty”,… Continue Reading “Confessions of an alleged pessimist, accused of being disloyal”
Category: I think.., Philosophy, Politics, World CultureTags: Art, climate activism, climate change, goals, inspirational, living right, Loyalty, Objectivity, optimism, realism, Self-awareness, spirituality, vision
Jodhpur, the less celebrated of Rajasthan’s cities, founded by the lesser known Rathore king: Rao Jodha (at least, lesser lored) in 1497, still holds its own in the extravagant cultural and historic agglomerate, that is Rajasthan. The most famous of the kings who lived… Continue Reading “2 days in Jodhpur for the brave”
Category: I think.., Phlog, Photography, Travelogue, tropical birds, World CultureTags: Art, artist, Baoli, Black-winged stilt, Clock tower, Cousins, Family trip, food, Gift shop, Havelis, Hotels, Igneous rocks, India, Indigo, Jewel palace, Jodhpur, Mehrangarh fort, Miniature paintings, Moti mahal, Pal Haveli, Patronage Devi of Marwar, Phool mahal, Rajasthan, Rao Jodha, Restaurants, Sheesha Mahal, Street photography, Terraces, Travel, Travel India, Travel story, Turbans
Posted on September 9, 2015
by neuroticphilosopher
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A little dark, but not without wonder.. add on some sussuration. When the hoodoos ululate, I cannot hear cacophony in cachhination. As for the faeries… they left. In my castle, there are lucents taken from all else, so it shines after the grey. These fragile things, took eons to… Continue Reading “A little voodoo on the hoodoos and some gossamer on grottos”
Category: Books, Photography, PoetryTags: Anansi, Art, author, Bryce Canyon, colors, creative writing, Dark, Digital art, Dread, Faerie, Fantasy, Fragile things, GIMP, Goblins, Half-light, hoodoos, Landscape photography, light, Magic, nature, Nature photography, Neil Gaiman, Photo-editing, Photography, shadows, spiders, Star wars, Sussuration, Tales, Ululate, Utah, Weekly photo challenge, WPC, writing
Posted on March 22, 2015
by neuroticphilosopher
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My city is old and new and in between In it, I am found and lost and never seen The colors are cries and the darkness sorrow Yet we all still hope for a ‘morrow You must go if you’ve never been See for… Continue Reading “My city.. is old and new and in between”
Category: I think.., Philosophy, Photography, Poetry, Travelogue, World CultureTags: Art, artist, city, Delhi, Dilli, Graffiti, Hauz Khas Village, India, life, poem, Street art, Urban
Posted on August 28, 2014
by neuroticphilosopher
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Category: UncategorizedTags: Art, city, colors, CONAPAC, Ferrari, Graffiti, Iquitos, Motokars, People, Peru, Photography, Street photography, traffic jam, Transport