The Haunted Viaduct

The Lamps are different,
but the Light is the same.

~ Rumi

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Day of The Dead II

Offering at Paseo de los Poetas. Chapultepec Park. México City

In the Mexican capital, death is intellectualized in museums and galleries, it dresses up for a night gala in five stars hotels, and yet easily maintains it’s provincial air in humble neighborhoods.
Bread of the Dead because of the extension of the City, one must visit the Capital for at least two continuous years during the season of Day of the Dead, to have a more profound vision of the changes that take place in it’s inhabitants when they start preparing to celebrate this tradition, so closely tied to the soul of Mexicans.
To be born and to die is one of the dualities faced by human beings and everything that exists. This duality is the key to the Mexican idiosyncrasy, manifested in the pre-Cortez epoch and routed among the centuries in a mix of pre-Hispanic and religious beliefs, of humor and mysticism, of sadness and joy.
From the bilingual book “Through the Eyes of the Soul Day of the Dead In Mexico - Mexico City, Mixquic and Morelos”, written by Mary J. Andrade.

Urban Flower

Link to Macro Monday 2

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Glanced up and down the street

Glance

Inner Circuit

Aperture ISO Speed 

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