Weekly Photo Challenge: Another Story

Weekly Photo Challenge: Another Story

In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Story.

This may or may not make for a good story, probably not, not because I’m negativist but because you should shut up when fishing not to disturb the fish. So I hear, but I wouldn’t know, I get my fish in the supermarket.

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Sweet (Solitude)

Weekly Photo Challenge: Sweet (Solitude)

In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Sweet.

My interpretation of this week’s clue is even looser than usual (not to be confused with loser, though the latter also incidentally applies). I don’t know what’s sweet about solitude and the picture doesn’t even capture solitude (there were plenty of people around), but I make a rule of not taking pictures of food. Sweet food in particular. Why look at food you can’t eat? What kind of devilish self-torture is that?

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Variations (on Branches)

Weekly Photo Challenge: Variations (on Branches)

In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Variations.

Variations are like variables. Variables are my life these days because a) I don’t have a life, b) I’m filling in the void of my life with learning JavaScript.

Should we apply these terms on everyday life, then: Life is a variable. Death is a constant. What follows from it? Absolutely nothing, but that’s the way with most deep quotes, no?

Here are some branches.

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And here is some JavaScript.

switch (status) { 
case 'live': 
console.log('I\'m alive.'); 
break; 
case 'dead': 
console.log('Game over.'); 
break; 
default: 
console.log('Vegetable status.'); 
break;
}
Weekly Photo Challenge: Silence (of the Lambs)

Weekly Photo Challenge: Silence (of the Lambs)

In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Silence.

I do wish we could chat longer, but I’m having an old friend for dinner.

—Dr. Hannibal Lecter

Weekly Photo Challenge: Silence

Weekly Photo Challenge: Silence

In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Silence.

The words the happy say
Are paltry melody
But those the silent feel
Are beautiful—

Emily Dickinson

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Another Opportunity for Growth

Weekly Photo Challenge: Another Opportunity for Growth

In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Growth.

I’m very much into growth but I’m very much against the idea of it. Growth is good but the idea is a fashion fad. Luckily, I was able to find a subversive representation of growth both in image and in video!

Here’s the literal ominous growth in a picture:

And here’s a delightful take on the idea of growth:

Weekly Photo Challenge: Meaningful?

Weekly Photo Challenge: Meaningful?

In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Meaningful.

This year’s last photo challenge is supposed to be meaningful. I actually read the instructions in the post, because that’s what I do, and the idea is to post a photo that is meaningful.

That is an impossible task because nothing is inherently meaningful. Things are only endowed with such meanings as we ascribe them. On the same subversive note, here’s a crappy photo which I subjected to filter torture. It was crappy before and it’s still crappy.

What’s meaningful about it is that it’s the first photo I took this year with my DSLR. It was on my birthday, coincidentally. Which might add an extra layer of meaning for some, though I consider birthdays a threatening occasion which only serves to remind us of our mortality.

My argument is, is there meaning to anything when we’re going to die anyway? Sorry, I digressed into meaninglessness. I think it’s called nihilism in philosophy and depression in psychiatry.

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Ascend

Weekly Photo Challenge: Ascend

In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Ascend.

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Gallery

Remembering Autumn (R.I.P.)

Autumn is dead. Here are mugshots for its tombstone. It was back in October when one could still go out without risking death of exposure. Oh well. One more reason not to go out.

Green Gallery

Green Gallery

Remember that before the coming of this shitty slush, all was lush green? You don’t? Me neither. But I have pictures to prove it.