Midnight Raider
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Beneath the veil of night, a solitary figure stalks the streets. A guardian of shadows, a protector of secrets. Whose heart beats to a different rhythm.
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Now is where choice becomes real..
If there is meaning to be drawn,
it’s drawn here.
If there is a step to be taken,
it begins here.
The present isn’t just a point in time—
it’s the only arena where anything can be shaped, challenged, or transformed.
Every intent meets us here.
#AtOnce
If there is meaning to be drawn,
it’s drawn here.
If there is a step to be taken,
it begins here.
The present isn’t just a point in time—
it’s the only arena where anything can be shaped, challenged, or transformed.
Every intent meets us here.
#AtOnce
December 1, 2025 at 3:30 PM
Now is where choice becomes real..
If there is meaning to be drawn,
it’s drawn here.
If there is a step to be taken,
it begins here.
The present isn’t just a point in time—
it’s the only arena where anything can be shaped, challenged, or transformed.
Every intent meets us here.
#AtOnce
If there is meaning to be drawn,
it’s drawn here.
If there is a step to be taken,
it begins here.
The present isn’t just a point in time—
it’s the only arena where anything can be shaped, challenged, or transformed.
Every intent meets us here.
#AtOnce
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November 26, 2025 at 7:01 PM
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The moon hath raised her lamp above.
November 4, 2025 at 10:34 PM
The moon hath raised her lamp above.
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Rib Mountain State Park in Wisconsin.
November 4, 2025 at 2:29 PM
Rib Mountain State Park in Wisconsin.
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𝙷𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜—
𝙽𝚘 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚛,
𝚗𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚢,
𝚗𝚘 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎—
𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕,
𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍.
#Diversity
𝙽𝚘 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚛,
𝚗𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚢,
𝚗𝚘 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎—
𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕,
𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍.
#Diversity
November 4, 2025 at 3:17 PM
𝙷𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜—
𝙽𝚘 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚛,
𝚗𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚢,
𝚗𝚘 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎—
𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕,
𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍.
#Diversity
𝙽𝚘 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚛,
𝚗𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚢,
𝚗𝚘 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎—
𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕,
𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍.
#Diversity
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November 4, 2025 at 3:16 AM
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Rib Mountain State Park in Wausau, Wisconsin.
November 4, 2025 at 2:29 PM
Rib Mountain State Park in Wausau, Wisconsin.
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November 4, 2025 at 10:27 PM
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The yielding that outlasts the force—
The world's fiercest powers
To rise and fade,
The strength without tenderness erodes.
Softness moving unseen,
like water wearing down stone,
shaping valleys,
carrying seeds—
the gentle gravity that pulls us back
toward what is real.
The world's fiercest powers
To rise and fade,
The strength without tenderness erodes.
Softness moving unseen,
like water wearing down stone,
shaping valleys,
carrying seeds—
the gentle gravity that pulls us back
toward what is real.
November 4, 2025 at 4:07 PM
The yielding that outlasts the force—
The world's fiercest powers
To rise and fade,
The strength without tenderness erodes.
Softness moving unseen,
like water wearing down stone,
shaping valleys,
carrying seeds—
the gentle gravity that pulls us back
toward what is real.
The world's fiercest powers
To rise and fade,
The strength without tenderness erodes.
Softness moving unseen,
like water wearing down stone,
shaping valleys,
carrying seeds—
the gentle gravity that pulls us back
toward what is real.
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Riverbank in Autumn, 1938
Maxfield Parrish
Maxfield Parrish
November 4, 2025 at 10:00 PM
Riverbank in Autumn, 1938
Maxfield Parrish
Maxfield Parrish
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November 4, 2025 at 11:46 PM
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These are a few of my favorite things..
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November 5, 2025 at 12:28 AM
These are a few of my favorite things..
😘
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November 2, 2025 at 2:29 PM
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At the Ashokan Reservoir ☀️💦🗻
#skysunday #silentsunday #stunday #ColorADay #orangesun #yellowsunday #sky #clouds #trees #sunset #water #catskills #nature #walking #ulstercounty #newyork #mobilephotography #myhappyplace
#skysunday #silentsunday #stunday #ColorADay #orangesun #yellowsunday #sky #clouds #trees #sunset #water #catskills #nature #walking #ulstercounty #newyork #mobilephotography #myhappyplace
November 2, 2025 at 5:19 AM
At the Ashokan Reservoir ☀️💦🗻
#skysunday #silentsunday #stunday #ColorADay #orangesun #yellowsunday #sky #clouds #trees #sunset #water #catskills #nature #walking #ulstercounty #newyork #mobilephotography #myhappyplace
#skysunday #silentsunday #stunday #ColorADay #orangesun #yellowsunday #sky #clouds #trees #sunset #water #catskills #nature #walking #ulstercounty #newyork #mobilephotography #myhappyplace
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'The night the sky showered us with stars"
Sarah Morgan, contemporary artist and printmaker
Sarah Morgan, contemporary artist and printmaker
November 3, 2025 at 3:02 AM
'The night the sky showered us with stars"
Sarah Morgan, contemporary artist and printmaker
Sarah Morgan, contemporary artist and printmaker
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November 2, 2025 at 11:16 PM
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Almueinteriør med sollys gennem vindue
Gustav Vermehren
1863-1931
Gustav Vermehren
1863-1931
November 1, 2025 at 5:17 PM
Almueinteriør med sollys gennem vindue
Gustav Vermehren
1863-1931
Gustav Vermehren
1863-1931
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𝙸 𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎 —
𝙾𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 —
𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎,
𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚍’𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚔𝚢.
#HallowsEve
𝙾𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 —
𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎,
𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚍’𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚔𝚢.
#HallowsEve
November 1, 2025 at 12:38 AM
𝙸 𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎 —
𝙾𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 —
𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎,
𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚍’𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚔𝚢.
#HallowsEve
𝙾𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 —
𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎,
𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚍’𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚔𝚢.
#HallowsEve
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...sometimes you can't see the forest for the giant beautiful cloud. ✌️
#forestfriday #october #yeg #photography #cloudsky #lookup
#forestfriday #october #yeg #photography #cloudsky #lookup
October 31, 2025 at 12:51 PM
...sometimes you can't see the forest for the giant beautiful cloud. ✌️
#forestfriday #october #yeg #photography #cloudsky #lookup
#forestfriday #october #yeg #photography #cloudsky #lookup