This game is hosted by Vinitha Dileep,
on her blog 'Reflections' and
I discovered it on Esha's blog. This time the word prompt is
'STRAY',
| The picture prompt |
I am a little bit lost between these prompts. I needed an
escape and the image
was perfect for this purpose. How many things we can do with a few lines...
was perfect for this purpose. How many things we can do with a few lines...
| We can connect everything we want, no matter how far away! |
But also the start of Vinitha's post was perfect, something
about the
'sense of humor' as a special ingredient 'to survive in life'.
I have no idea how the sense of humor really forms. I can’t remember if anyone
taught me this lesson. Maybe it's something to do with Fate or it got in my ear when
I noticed the stray effects of the games of life.
I don't know any theory about the sense of humor. I met people who have it and who
oxygenate everything around them. But others who do not have it, they do not know
what they are losing. In the end, it's all about how we interpret the surrounding reality,
no matter how complicate it is.
Making fun of trouble is a possible approach even in danger circumstances, such as
the forced landing of an helicopter in our town…
'sense of humor' as a special ingredient 'to survive in life'.
I have no idea how the sense of humor really forms. I can’t remember if anyone
taught me this lesson. Maybe it's something to do with Fate or it got in my ear when
I noticed the stray effects of the games of life.
I don't know any theory about the sense of humor. I met people who have it and who
oxygenate everything around them. But others who do not have it, they do not know
what they are losing. In the end, it's all about how we interpret the surrounding reality,
no matter how complicate it is.
Making fun of trouble is a possible approach even in danger circumstances, such as
the forced landing of an helicopter in our town…
| Source |
And a funny images after the event with an helicopter in a rotary...
| Source (the moment 00.46) |
After all, the humor can be a kind of safety valve at
certain times…
To master it somehow seems to me a survival technique!
To master it somehow seems to me a survival technique!
Sunt puțin pierduta printre aceste indicii. Aveam
nevoie de o evadare și imaginea a fost
perfecta în acest scop. Cate efecte am putut obtine dupa ce am unit luminile...!
perfecta în acest scop. Cate efecte am putut obtine dupa ce am unit luminile...!
De asemenea începutul postării
Vinithei a fost perfect, ceva
despre„simțul umorului”
ca ingredient special 'pentru a supraviețui'.
ca ingredient special 'pentru a supraviețui'.
Habar nu am cum se formeaza cu adevarat simtul
umorului. Nu stiu sa-mi fi predat
cineva aceasta lectie. Poate este ceva ce tine de ursitoare sau mi-a intrat pe o ureche
cand observam efectele neprevazute ale jocurilor vietii.
Si nici nu stiu vreo teorie despre simtul umorului. Am intalnit oameni care il au si care
oxigeneaza totul prin preajma. Altii insa nu-l au si nici nu stiu ce pierd.
Pana la urma totul tine de cum interpretam realitatea inconjuratoare, oricat de
complicata ar fi ea.
A face haz de necaz este o abordare posibila chiar si in circumstante periculoase,
precum aterizarea fortata a unui elicopter la noi in oras...
cineva aceasta lectie. Poate este ceva ce tine de ursitoare sau mi-a intrat pe o ureche
cand observam efectele neprevazute ale jocurilor vietii.
Si nici nu stiu vreo teorie despre simtul umorului. Am intalnit oameni care il au si care
oxigeneaza totul prin preajma. Altii insa nu-l au si nici nu stiu ce pierd.
Pana la urma totul tine de cum interpretam realitatea inconjuratoare, oricat de
complicata ar fi ea.
A face haz de necaz este o abordare posibila chiar si in circumstante periculoase,
precum aterizarea fortata a unui elicopter la noi in oras...
| Sursa |
Si bineinteles ca au aparut tot felul de glume, cum ar fi reglementarea miscarii
intr-un sens giratoriu, in care se vede si un elicopter!
Pana la urma umorul poate fi un fel de supapa de siguranta in anumite momente…
A-l stapani cumva mi se pare chiar o tehnica de supravietuire!
#Fiction Monday (41) - Everything it's about light
