Europe Stands With Tibet: Peace March and Rally in Paris on 14 March, 2015
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| You're always there, the pacifier without soul but still with the strong presence of their honed motives. It speaks after all by gripping each heart to stop being tormented for a moment by the habitual heightened insecurity in form of sensitivity, aloofness saved by desperate hubris or pride, holding on to non-recognized but self-serving prejudices to rawness secondly camouflaged. |
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| A moment to remember: A luck-shot I take it so given those faces familiar to speaking something that I don't know. And so the rawness I can vividly see in form of alacrity on a handful faces not in the picture. But we gather so, yes, 'we'... My rawness and insecurity, as I find, observe theirs, those a few handful ones'. Funny thing it's, isn't it? In short, life is just a stage, a dream long enough to shed such load upon load like punishing oneself. The sky is overcast, unexpectedly nippy, bladder-filling. |
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| Palais de Chaillot: The esplanade that represents Freedom and Human Rights--the piazza, the ramp, with the historic tower in the backdrop, the healer as per my own conviction, where hearts come for the same, where the uprooted, displaced and dispossessed ones come to vent in their own ways before being sucked in by the chore to follow right away. La Paix is at stake. It's the time of flexing muscles, succumbed to the desperate arm-race to be 'super power'. We are just performers to regale those onlookers but a few snub-nosed ones seem to take it seriously. But it's the reserved place for us to vent like those youths mimicking rap music with the expressed submissiveness. Yes, why not, they have an issue too for doing so. |
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| English speakers in different accents, posers with their compact dressing kits and real-looking shooting cameras can be found there despite the weather. Every step with it in the sight seems to be for acting out like before one's dear dumb mother who just grins agreeably. Braving against the chill by changing into different bright white satin outfits, a young girl poses for her two crews, a middle-aged couple. The poses rather odd but her every acted out, back-curved and chest posing, movement is favored with nods and clicks. |
