Kaas Plateau // Maharashtra.
This place is closest to my heart. For me it's one of the best college field trips we ever had. It's a complete gem. Alas we couldn't spend a lot of time over there and also it was crowded. But I'm definitely visiting this place again, this time together with @kritikasinghbisen.
There were so many photographs from Kaas Plateau that I didn't upload on time. I will be uploading new ones and the old ones again together to make it a complete series.
America is going through a tough time right now. What the hell is wrong with us? So much scandal. So much venom being directed at the press, and at truth, and seemingly at anything that resembles the idea of a global humanity. Reporters are getting beat up for Christ’s sake, and some people are cheering it. WTF? And today, one of those ugly hate crimes hit here in Portland. A really sad story of two people getting stabbed in the neck while trying to defuse a rant of hatred and anger. Man, we are really reaping what we sow right now. It fucking makes me sad. But, I also kind of understand it. I know it is in all of us. This hatred. I really believe that. That all the hatred and good of the whole world is fully in each and every one of us, and we get to choose what we want to cultivate. We still have that power. And right now, it seems like deep factions are forming and hate is being bolstered on many sides. In our leadership. In our communities. On social media, too, where people can say things without the consequence of their actions. And I am trying real hard to stay vigilant, because, when people carry hate in the world, it’s all too easy to respond to it by hating them back. And I think that is a trap. I totally agree with MLK, who said: Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that. — He was right on. This hate isn’t anything new. It’s been here a long, long time. It’s up to us, now. No one is going to do it for us. And sometimes you have to be willing to look at the ugliness... to admit it... to really stare it in the face... before you can do what it takes to eradicate it. 📷: “Underbelly,” 2017
Che quando aveva il piatto pieno,
si lamentava non fosse d'argento.
Eppure dentro c'erano cose di sostanza,
parole non solo per parlare,
abbracci non solo per stringere,
risate talmente piene, di quelle che lo stomaco,
ad un certo punto, deve sospendere.
Mancava l'argento però.
È più facile vantarsi del contenitore,
che spiegare il contenuto.
Fu dopo, a distanza, che si accorse,
che il bianco della plastica,
poco si vede quando è pieno di tutto.
Neppure l'argento però.
Il vuoto solo, rende più evidente ogni cosa.
Cosa c'era, cosa c'è, chi c'era, chi c'è.
E l'argento. Usa e getta.