Hey guys I posted at other place

Not sure if you guys are still about – hoping your all well.

post can be found here:

http://thenomidaproach.weebly.com/#/post-in-here/

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I’ve been struggling to be sure – but do miss you guys and hope to pick myself up once again soon.  Hey I saw the Canadian primeminster or whatever he is called –  He looks as much a dick as our – we all had a laugh with Obama talking about Human rights as we thought of the Indians and custer.

Anyways – on with what now lay before us ….

Does this link work for you guys?

THE LINK:
http://thenomidaproach.weebly.com/

I’ll probably change the theme at any given time from wacko Dave to try hard and all over kinds of freaky things 🙂

I’m just experimenting at this place – I am stumped as where to go with it and basically just running in cricles – Just wanted to know if the link works is all.

EDIT – I my aimless playing about seems to of found a new opportunity for us all to better interact!  I found a setting to embed a forum where others can attach photos.  I thought you guys might like that.  I’ve never been one for stopping in one place too long – so if you don’t mind – whilst I may keep this Blog for off topic stuff, you guys are more then welcome to help me make something out of this new camp site I am creating.  LOL – or whatever one thinks it is.    If you could try a response in the forum section or even post an image to see if it works, I would greatly appreciate that – Thank You.

Danuta – perhaps we can bring others from the AF and convert them to mindfulness …. rolf – ahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa …. I might even do just to have some fun 🙂 … we can all be admins if you like – wahahahahrrrrharrrr …. The power is rushing to my head — Just kidding …. LOL …anyways a new medium none the less. 🙂
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Hope you are as well as can be guys.  I’m kind of tired from all the photos – but now our cars has new tired on it and wheel alignment done.

Trying to think about writing on whatever – no more story telling but just writing from the heart.  I’m no good with all those rules about how to do something – if it does not come naturally then its pretty much a lie to me – and that’s not what I want to pass on – it comes out like a sales pitch – which is pretty much how the writing forums tell you how to write and how it mostly written on the net.

Catch up later guys —- I’d like to go bush today, but my wife needs me as well – so much catching up with the garden and grass outside.  I’ll try because I’d really like to have a few minutes in my hammock and recharge under the trees.  Helps me to write as I now do.

Peace Guys.

18 Days Off the Hard Meds.

About the New Blog:

I probably should of said nothing about my new blog.  I won’t be ready for some time.  I will however start a new Album in Flikr to share my Web photos for the Photography site. These ones will be watermarked on Flikr to keep my prospective buyers content.  I’ll still share without being watermarked in here though. 🙂


Confronted in the street again about breaking the law with my Drone:

I was again approached by another disgruntled man about flying my drone.  Whilst last time I used the excuse I was flying for a real estate; this time I actually was.  ( I always thought when presented in the right context, that affirmations can work – hehe)

The Principle real estate agent was not impressed.  Apparently the guy is known.  The owner of the house I was shooting was contacted and advised to keep this guy in check (lest I panic again and they lose a good thing with me)

LOL I found him also stalking my friend Ben (who inspired me to get a drone and shoot for real estate agents) on the tail end of a video I edited for the real estate.  Little does he know how we are all connected.

He seems intent on ruinging every drone flyers fun.  I quote his last word ... "I will come talk every time I see you down here" ... Sigh ... Lucking I have long range ... He will find it hard to track me down next time!

He seems intent on ruinging every drone flyers fun. I quote his last word … “I will come talk every time I see you down here” … Sigh … Lucking I have long range … He will find it hard to track me down next time!

 

GOOD NEWS: About my last Job.  I was sent a copy of the email that home owners sent to my new boss.  It read as follows:
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Dear David -This might make your day:

Dear,”      “,Thanks for sending photos. I thought they are generally excellent. Well done. Thanks for going to the extra effort to get it right.

Please Let us view the spiel for the ad when It is done .All the best ”      ” and ”        “.PS The photos are so good they make us want to come and stay.
Cheers
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I share this photo that I will put in a portfolio later. And I also attach my job photos with the real estate watermark left on.

My Street:

I live about halfway along the arc of picture street.  Note* the bridge that connects the street to the Beach area in the lower left hand corner.  Its not a perfect picture and needs a little more polish, however I know they will want more shots like this for their website.  These are the kinds of pics I will be collecting and later selling.  My portfolio is also more a mind map  to better assist me with finding the best subjects and also best drone positions from which to shoot and on what times of the day.  I have to work extra hard only having entry level gear.

I live about halfway along the arc of picture street. Note* the bridge that connects the street to the Beach area in the lower left hand corner. Its not a perfect picture and needs a little more polish, however I know they will want more shots like this for their website. These are the kinds of pics I will be collecting and later selling. My portfolio is also more a mind map to better assist me with finding the best subjects and also best drone positions from which to shoot and on what times of the day. I have to work extra hard only having entry level gear.

Time for me to have a rest day – Thanks for your support guys.  It is helping me to become more motivated.  I hope you enjoyed this post.

Wishing you all well.
Cheers
Dave. 🙂

PS I am still only charging peanuts – 🙂

The drone has been hired again.

Drone emphasis on Solar and Yard space -

Hi Guys,

Sorry it’s been a while.  Still battling coming of the meds.  Had a panic attack yesterday whilst out shooting for someone.  Long story short, I have explicitly told them this time, that I do not like working with people over my shoulder.

They said they would let me in the house and be down the road this time.  Sigh … I will still be able to feel their presence and wonder why I am even bothering.  It’s more a case that they are upset with the last photographer and told me more about nosy neighbours and all that kind of shit.  They really should of known better than to weight me down with all that shit.  I ended up dropping one of my flashed and was not impressed with all the hype surrounding the job.  I was a ball of sweat dripping all over the place.

Anyways, I have decided to go back (my wife is pushing me to do so) – this time I am going in lose clothing and can’t be fucked about whatever anyone else things.  As long as no one else is there and I can take my fucking time, then I will be able to perform for the budget price they expect.

There is some more work on offer, however I wont be painted into a corner theat exceed my anxiety trigger.  I don’t mind being  a little out of my comfort zone, but will not go into situations that will make me ‘hate”

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Packing up ready to go in about half hours time.  I so much prefer Drone only work.  Having said that though we do need the money to catch up on bills and actually stock the pantry with some food!  – Here’s to a more successful day without so much pressure.  I told them 3 hours – its a double story house with many rooms.

Goto go – On day 13 now coming off the meds.  I think I am going to wing that battle and that is a huge thing to be proud of.  I will learn to deal with shit soon enough.

I do little video soon on my next bush walk – I like the little video updates I sometimes do – feels like my friends are really there.  Later guys.

Wishing you all well – other than yesterdays panic attack, I am dong quite ok 🙂

The Second Comming

Re-written:
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Each warhead carried a sixty kiloton yield which produced an explosion so bright, that observers from the surface of Earth could see the assault taking place with the naked eye. Frustrated officials having exhausted all the options were in total disbelief as returning data now revealed that the alien vessel had sustained no damage, nor had recoiled even an inch.

In stark contrast to the frantic atmosphere that now gripped those back on Earth, the aliens inside their spaceship were still under cryogenic stasis. Although the human assault had not scratched the alien vessel, nuclear detonations did initiate the stasis pods awakening sequence. During this process a data stream was fed directly into the alien’s brain. There were three pods with one occupant in each. A few hours later after download was complete, the aliens gathered in the control room.

There the alien’s collectively processed the downloaded information, conversing in telepathic form. The news was not good. The smallest of the three gave signal by nodding its head and broke the connection thus ending the session. The two larger figures then took up positions behind a console each, whilst the other – who appeared to be their leader – took the only chair centered on the bridge. Above the heads of each three, a compartment door quickly retracted whilst a tethered helmet began to descend. The leader now seated and with helmet attached, gave another signal by nodding its head.

Back on Earth the news had come in, that the alien space craft had just broken orbit. Their spaceship could now be seen as a huge fireball descending through the atmosphere. The aliens were now broadcasting in multiple languages. All forms of communications devices across the planet currently accessed or not, received the following repetitive message:

“Meet us at Megiddo.”

Not everyone agreed with military action and now feared retaliation. Whilst many feared for their lives, religious leaders were now reading into the significance of the intended landing site. It is prophesied that Megiddo will be the staging platform of an invasion to wipe out all those who do not believe in the One True God. It would be a New Dawn that paves the way for a New Heaven on Earth and rid the planet of sin. Given that the Church controlled the World States; officials had now done a backflip and prepped to roll out the red carpet.

Surrounding the small hill of Megiddo, from one horizon to the other was a sea of people with more pouring in. One part of the landscape remained unmoved with folk dressed in monastic robes sitting in silence. Others were on their knees and bowing repeatedly atop their mats. Louder still were crowds with raised hands speaking in tongues that made no sense. Many were carrying heavy crosses, lighting candles, chanting, dancing, singing and crying. This was all taking place under a dark shadow cast by the city sized ship, which sat motionless several hundred meters above. Then suddenly a hush befell the crowds as the landscape and all within were now awash with an array of lights, coming from numerous points beneath the ship.

The silence was short lived as part of the hull dropped away with engines thundering to which now appeared, another vessel descending from the mothership. As this vessel neared its mark, it grew in size and pushed the crowds back with a cloud of dust. The sound of its engines roaring once more, slowing the ships decent whilst several segmented struts extended from the vessel. Each strut had a flat landing foot that sunk several inches into the ground as the ship had now came to complete rest. A huge opening under the belly of the craft appeared as several sections of the hull retracted and a ramp slowly extended to the ground.

Those who had not attended in person were as captivated as those on scene. Humanity had come to a complete stop as all eyes now watched the alien figure as it emerged from the opening and onto the ramp. Wearing a white robe with a hood hung low, the alien figure carried an illuminated staff that seemed to be surging with jolts of electricity. The aspirations of those clinging to hope had now turned to fear, as the reality of what was unfolding had only now just set in. Once at the bottom of ramp the alien lifted its staff and turned its head. At that moment all present experienced a sudden chill; an experience that only comes with a knowing of one’s end. But before such a climatic finish, the alien reached up with its free hand and pulled back its hood.

With deeply set eyes, encased below a prominent brow ridge did this alien’s enraged gaze, now pierce the hearts of all those present. With hand now tightly clenched around raised staff, hair above its low forehead began to stand, its nose flattened on chinless face and teeth beginning to show. Before the people of Earth could comprehend just how acquainted this alien be, did this ape like figure growl – then speak in a familiar tongue;

“Humans … Be Gone!”

It was on that last syllable that the staff made contact with the ground. A burst of energy set forth throughout all the land. There was no escape as the ripple of energy encompassed the planet disintegrating all mankind and manmade things. What little remained, gave testament to how selfish and destructive these humans had been. Bitter sweet it was for these ape like creatures. Thankful to of awoken from their stasis pods at all, but shocked to of seen this planet in such a state. Never before had they encountered such an evolutionary mutation. Several more motherships entered orbit and prepped to reseed.