salopalo I've lost the power. I have lost the way. I can no longer easily perceive the dangers around me and fully digest sweet, innocent pleasures as they rise. There are also the fluid things that make my world seemingly glide. They are all mixed up in my head. I need a moment, I need an instant. I need to get close to the water once again. It seems everything is contingent, dependent, linked to another aspect of life. Madness. I think and think and think some more. Is there a place to go and stow away one's process for a time. I just need a little space and some peace and silence for a change. On second thought, the soothing sound of waves never hurt me, or anyone. | Edit for #applifam27jan | Original fountain photo by @rafael_m_k for @applifam | My BG | Man, umbrella and bird are from pngimg.com | Dolphin from photocrashapps | 4h

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Normal Humberto Salo D.
salopalo No me hablen de Ronaldo ni de Messi; yo si soy el mejor. Yo juego donde quiera, en la cancha, en los llanos, en la calle, hasta en el agua. Yo juego por jugar. No necesito uniforme ilustre ni algún patrocinador. Yo juego con o sin contrato y no obstante cualquier condición global. No juego a que me apremie un Josep ni la junta o federación queseque. Yo soy así. Si tienes ganas de correr, échale y ya. Vamos, que nada es verdadero, a excepción del esférico y las ganas de correr. No se necesita maquillaje ni ruedas de prensa ni seguidores para seguir. Aquí se juega por jugar, en la nieve, bajo lluvia, entre personas con distintos grados de afición. No me hablen, déjenme jugar. | Esta es mi edición de la foto original de @ipele2 para el reto de edición de @adictosalaedicion #AE_Edit011 | #stackablesapp #superimpose #photocrashapps | #reflectapp | Calzado de pngimg.com | 21h
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  •   salopalo Gracias, amigo; aun así no funciona. @ipele2 8h
  •   ipele2 Bueno, de todas formas la tendré en cuenta. He hecho captura de pantalla. 7h
  •   begomar8 Hola Quizá no te entra por las barras entre las que esta el hagstag 7h
  •   salopalo Gracias, pero mis dos ultimas fotos no salen y la otra no tiene barra. @begomar8 6h
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salopalo Sometimes...when the world appears to be crumbling...you face aspects of your duality
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salopalo Todo esta dicho. Ya no hay lugar para los dos. Todo esfuerzo aparentemente un intento sin razón. Ahora veremos que habrá que hacer con lo que queda. Planes, amistades, palabras. Parece un chiste. Todo y nada se definen en una conversación, en un sencillo, menos pensado intercambio de palabras. Será que uno puede volver a elegir quedarse quieto, callado, ausente de reuniones de muerte como la nuestra. No se. No se ni que pensar. Siento un frío. Siento un viento, que me quema al pasar, como látigos por penalidad. De que será. Dime tu, Señor. Acúsame tu, para poder darme cuenta que soy yo el único en el mal. Dame lentes para ver mis propios errores en este mundo. Tengo sed, de algo para quedarme tomando y desvanecer. Everything is said and done. There is simply no room for the two of us. Every effort apparently a waste. Now we have to see what to do with what is left. Plans, friendships, spoken words. It feels like a bad joke. Everything and nothing is settled in one conversation, in a simple little thought of exchange of words. Could it be that one can simply go back and choose to stay still, quiet, avoid conversations to the death like ours. I don't know. I don't know what to think. I feel a coldness. I feel the wind burning me as it passes me by, giving me lashes as punishment. I wonder why. Tell me, Lord. Accuse me, so that I may know I am the one in the wrong. Give me sight to see all my flaws in this life. I am thirsty for something to drink myself into oblivion. | Edit for #applifam25jan | Original photo by @madelheid for @applifam | Figure in background is from pngimg.com | 2d

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salopalo I believe you are out there, for I am convinced about paradise. From as early as my remembrance helps me, you were there. You were always there for me. A penguin is a symbol. They don't hurt anyone. Life is funny. I would never find myself thinking this while you breathed on earth. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years. They all become a hushed blur. I was never certain of much; I was not convinced about the goodness in things. But when you departed...I learned that on a blink a darkness falls. It made me retrace my steps, my words, my whole identity. I have been walking ever since. I know you live. I do know you live. You live in me. And I live, to a great extent, to prepare, to anticipate...our great reunion. | This is a composite dedicated to my wife, in appreciation of her ever-constant devotion to the memory of her loving father | | My flipped shot, complimented by the manipulated boardwalk from MasterFx | The penguin is from pngimg.com | Girl is from Pixabay | Additional elements from @WowFx and @photocrashapps | 3d

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salopalo It was like quicksand. The thoughts, reflections and imagined intimations took on a greater level of urgency. As I became part of this seemingly controlled milieu, in this relatively nondescript place or corridor, I lost track of time so quickly. I noticed that there was one, and then there was a multitude. As I remember there was a weird feeling to all of this. I felt like I was witnessing a struggle and this had me holding my breath. I could only regard this as a sort of sketch of life, but with real consequences. I do not know if there was an actual kinship among the participants before me, but they became brothers in my version of the story. There was this sense of continual confusion, inexactitude, mild chaos even. But, throughout there was one man, with a look for centuries, that stood out. His eyes had perhaps seen everything there was to see. Or, was it that his heart was just prepared for anything now, including a perceived sweet death. There were moving faces, full of agony and despair. There was also a face, of hope...of non-surrender. | My merge edit of photos by my talented friend, @ma.safari |

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salopalo Portraits | Yela's smile

A conundrum with a smile
Bubbly bounce cheeks in stride
What's a fort'cade any how
I see your eyes all beaming wide

Life's a day expanded wide
O but winks to hold you dear
Wish t'were 20 moons receding now
Caressing o cheeks side to side

Eruption with a comment snide
That's the age and nothing more
Wishing erasers for one's trail
Now I embrace the charm in style

As then, my life so that you smile
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salopalo Switching gears a bit... | Carroll Gardens, Brooklyn, NY

Cuéntame de tu historia. Dime de lo que te trajo hasta aquí, a esta acera, a este fin sin gloria. Por que países has pasado. Con que tipo de gente te has mezclado. Confía acerca de las veces que has corrido. Sería que tendrías que caer así, sin ilustre anuncio alguno. Mira que podría ser peor. Hay muchas cosas descartadas en la calle. No se quién te conoce como sirviente pero a lo mejor el también tenía muchas cosas que contar. A lo mejor fue un malentendido, y vuestra separación no fue elegida. Será que en media embriaguez dijo algo indebido. Le habrían llevado de este posible duelo así, tan súbitamente. Prefiero pensar que os dejo así, como posando o mostrando clase y valentía para que enfrentes lo que sea. Eso sí, te digo que las hojas de tu alrededor te honran. Tell me about you. What brought you here, to this specific sidewalk, to such an inglorious ending. What countries have you seen. What type of people have you mingled with. Honestly, how many times have you had to run. Maybe it was meant for you to wind up this way, without a formal announcement. Look, it could be a lot worse. There are a lot of things strewn in the streets. Whoever called on your services may have had a story of his own. Maybe there was a misunderstanding, and your parting of ways was not by choice. Maybe he muttered something inappropriate while drunk. They may have taken him from this possible confrontation on a moment's notice. I would rather think that he left you this way, sort of posing or showing grace and courage under any circumstances. One thing for sure: the leaves around you pay homage to you.
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salopalo I respect you greatly, but exponentially more than you will ever know. I listen to the steps. I see the raindrops become one with the pavement, giving luster to the dark street. I hear the nuanced inflections of your name. I imagine the regular conversations we may have had in another time, another place. I imagine you and these persistent blue bubbles, giggling at life, smiling at me. I admire you for what you are, I cherish you for what you choose to be. I genuflect in respect to the things you opt not to wantonly share. Above all, I applaud you for mastering, dominating the parallels of life. ​ | Edit for #applifam21jan | Original photo by @bibsfromthelanddownunder for @applifam | Additional elements from @photocrashapps and @WowFx | 6d

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salopalo Your status has been confirmed, but you need a sponsoring purpose or contribution. Readiness is not enough. Being anxious makes the decision-making process worse. You need balance, flair perhaps, and a fair amount of reflection. Do not be consumed by numbers. They can intoxicate. Nothing here is objective. Always look up, though, as confidence is often defining and certainly impresses those in need of inspiration. Breathe, that you are here. | Edit for @surreal42 Week 80 #surreal42 #surrealedit42_080 | OP by @aritter63 | Photo chosen by @mopi42 | Humans from pngimg.com | 6d

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salopalo I walk in a road of apathy. I sing, perhaps to myself, muted songs of joy and laughter. I think these things I see are perhaps just concoctions of my head. I walk along clean, pristine paths. I am full of purpose and yet stop myself in mid stride to ask how really consequential is my journey. I have a daily method and plan, but all is deconstructed late at night, fixed as my brain becomes on the nearest cluster of stars. I scream things inside my head, hoping that an answer will be forced out into recognition. I second guess myself, the things I should have done, the things I should be, the peace my heart should harbor. I think, too, about a word or two I may long have left unsaid, now distracted in the wind and out of living circulation. | This is an edit for @fx_hdr freestyle challenge #fx_hdr #fxhdr_challenge_124 | Original photo courtesy of @rayharkness | 1w

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salopalo The water does not lie. I have come, to recognize myself. I have returned to the situs of your magic, with trepidation, but to understand that life...will always be beautiful. You have planted in me a fascination in desire. I grapple with it each moving second. I am surely powerless. But the sentient in me is not lost in total delusion, just addicted as I walk. It is a swath, but passing state. I do harbor all of my life's breath for you. But I live...looking at the trees, feeling the rain on my skin. I bid you a hello, my earthly skin. | Edit for #applifam19jan | Original photo by @cyll for @applifam | Manipulated figure is from @fantastic_elements | Trees from MasterFx | Birds from DistressedFx | 1w

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salopalo And while weighing life's relevance, the faceless apparition came to me, even got up on a makeshift pedestal as if to sing... ️ This fantastic photo was shot by:
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salopalo "Everything that we see is a shadow cast by that which we do not see." Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. It is always tomorrow or yesterday somewhere in the world. We can choose to live in the past, to hang on to things that have brought us a trusty, cozy settlement with our selves, our surroundings. We can also make strides to welcome the unknown, to speak to the things we have been taught to fear. | This is a collaborative post with @izenjenny | Embedded image of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. is copyright-free, in the public domain | 1w

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salopalo I stand in loneliness without you
Even the lilies know my way
I am often richer in the thought
Still searching just to be

It is not a struggle but a way
Tho the lilies grasp a tug
In reflection lil wisdoms do I gain
Waiting for lips to whisper songs

Words are words just words
Albeit by the lilies rise designs
I am settled when softness rules
Yet spoken things move my soul ( Dedicated to my wife.... ) | This is my edit for #applifam17jan | Original photo by @barbaralbs for @applifam | Faint partial face in background is from pngimg.com | Manipulated silhouette is from @fantastic_elements |
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salopalo I find it amusing when someone writes "great shot!" in my posts. Given all the manipulation, I have sometimes responded by saying that the image is based on (although perhaps no longer resembles) someone else's original photo. Perhaps I just need to take the comment for the mild, uncomplicated compliment intended and simply update my definition of "shot." Let's see...Shot, hmm, I guess it conveys a capture. Or does it. According to the Oxford English Dictionary, shot means (in the photographic context) simply a "photograph." Now, how can that be. That is what it says. Oh, what do they know! Aren't they surrounded by ivory towers! Actually...Oxford may be right; it may be that simple. Never mind, the word Oxford. Oxford....is rather interesting (Let the dreamy sequence begin....)| We interrupt this post to bring you a plug from our sponsor. Oxford conjures up not only the dictionary but one of my all-time favorite books, "The Professor and the Madman," by Simon Winchester. If you are not familiar with it, please read it. It is a nonfiction account of the making of the OED, which sounds pretty lame and boring, and probably full of footnotes, but it is not. It is quite short, reads like a short novel and you will be done with it in one sitting. |We now return to the regularly intended but now seemingly lame post: Shot! Again, it may be that simple. From here on, I will view the term to mean not only a capture but an arranged composite, like many of my posts. I mean, directors in films know exactly all the shots they want to make, and they are not deemed "un shots" or are seen as less for having been planned. So that is it, folks. Thank you in advance for all your great comments about my ( and my collaborator's) shots. I am often searching to paint, to capture moments in time.

| This is my edit for #applifam16jan | Original photo by @klimtt for @applifam | Man is from pngimg.com | Tree on left carefully imported from the gardens of MasterFx | Cap mini-tribute to @jvdt 's roots is from @photocrashapps |
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salopalo The things I've left behind. The things I meant to do. They come at me, they accuse me, from all the corners of my mind. I become insipid, I fall prey to lethargy. I look back at the seemingly unimportant details of a story, mine and another's, and feel I have come to realize its wisdom and brilliance a bit too late. I stand...often as a mannequin without cause. I think I am a better being, and yet often feel the urge to yell, to bring back time, places, many conversations from my past. It's a state, I know; happily not a condition that afflicts. I have these conversations here and there, perhaps hoping a lucidity, a different dimension of living would be shown to me. Never mind; have a lovely day as you pass me by. | My manipulated background photo | Most of the contemplative dude and his hat are from pngimg.com | Jacket wardrobe courtesy of the fine tailors at @photocrashapps | Please visit these fabulous accounts: @artistry_flair @artsyheaven @ig_ikeda @ig_liguria_ @jvdt 2w

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salopalo The only thing that remained was that crumpled photograph, where he is just standing there, as stoic as ever, fulfilling his duty, never complaining, never wincing and never looking at anyone else, just facing forward, internalizing his feelings, just facing the future. That was his biggest virtue, I suppose: he never looked back. He never let his mood affect his outward reflection or cause him to misplace his ready smile. That is the way he was with me as well, always stoic, and always looking ahead. In retrospect, I guess that was the greatest of gifts, although I did not perceive it, let alone appreciate it, at the time. In my limited, simpler world, I saw it as lack of caring, lack of passion. How deluded I was; it was the greatest tribute a person could have paid me, staying silent when I was clearly wrong, finding reconciliation where I was in excess, never reminding me of my various foibles, bringing comedy where resentment often sits. This I see now, but did not realize it then, when it mattered most. I hope, wherever he is, that the ravages of time and experience with others have not changed his nature. I salute you much too late. I salute the memory I have of you, kindest of souls. | This is my edit for #applifam14jan | Original photo by @rafael_m_k for @applifam | #jesuischarlie 2w

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salopalo Let's dance like the strangers we once were
Intimate without words the logic of our steps
Gaze below ground at the stars
Shift the focus of our heart

Let's melt together by our ears
Move without moving the regret
Fall without falling on a stage
Sing notes with our bodies on a rise

Let's gift each other a word
Free our youth to come again
Designate a welcome cheer of silliness
Let's dance to regain a sparkle in our line | Edit for #applifam13jan | Original photo by @dragana_s for @applifam | Humans are from pngimg.com |
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salopalo They fought valiantly, but the elements proved to be too much... ️ This fantastic photo was shot by:
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