Without Hope Written by Mike Ross First up “Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.” Antonio Porchia 40.040137 -76.262459 Lancaster, PA, USA Like this:Like Loading... 26 thoughts on “Without Hope” Well flowers bring a smile to your face today.. ;-).. LikeLike Reply I must have flowers, always, and always. LikeLike Reply I suspect Porchia was not a gardener. LikeLike Reply You may have missed the point of his words Mike. Flowers exist beyond time which is a concept, and have no need to hope for anything to happen other than what happens. To have no hope also means to have no fear. I believe the Buddhists call that enlightenment. 😉 LikeLike Reply Or maybe I was just being flippant. If he was making a point about letting go and living in the moment without worrying about tomorrow, I think it has been said better elsewhere – Look at the birds of the air / consider the lillies of the field. Flowers have no need of hope might have been better. To say that anything is “without hope” is, frankly, depressing and when applied to humans often leads to suicide. Perhaps something was lost in translation. LikeLike Reply Having no hope is a hard thing for people to understand. I’m sure it can be explained better. Here is a piece you can either read or listen to: https://secularbuddhism.com/78-no-hope-no-fear/ LikeLike Reply To be clear, I have no problem with the philosophy, only the way it is expressed. Hope is the wrong word here. Expectation makes the point better. Even the person on the link, while trying to explain “no hope, no fear”, says he “hopes” we’ll be able to spend time with this riddle 😉 We could go on debating theories and concepts from our comfortable chairs in front of our computers and try to reconcile them with the real world of wars, refugees and torture chambers, but lets call a truce, shall we? And, yes, the flower is a geranium. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply At some point words lose their meaning, especially when it comes to spiritually. As in: “The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao; The name that can be named is not the eternal name. The nameless is the beginning of heaven and earth. The named is the mother of ten thousand things.” I hope that’s clear now. Geranium huh, if only I could find white ones they would keep the snakes away. So little time and ten thousand things to do. Thanks Mike. LikeLike Reply Amazing rich color on this one LikeLike Reply Thanks Tina, it just started to rain so I went inside a greenhouse to look for signs of spring. LikeLike Reply Geranium? I love that the flowers and the leaves are almost the same shape. Gorgeous color, Mike. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks Lois, I have no idea what kind of flower it is. Sometimes I take a photo of the tag. LikeLike Reply I have been informed that the flower is in fact a Geranium. Next up here should be snowdrops, then crocus, dandelions and bleeding hearts. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply So looking forward to those! Thanks, Mike. LikeLike Reply We’re all looking forward to spring and lets try to enjoy this one more than the last. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Better to smell a rose today then! LikeLike Reply Ya know Robert, if you could see the miracle of a single flower clearly your whole life would change… LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Beautiful. I know this is not a competition but this is my favourite post for this week’s Lens-Artists challenge, so far. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Thank you Mexi! Sometimes the easiest spur of the moment shots are the best. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply The quote is so sad, but the image is beautiful! LikeLike Reply Thank you Chandra. I guess it depends on how you look at it. No hope is also no fear. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply …But so sad. 😦 LikeLike Reply I think you might be looking at it wrong, read my current post The Battle of Hope and Fear. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Pingback: The Battle of Hope and Fear – Photography OCD Oh what a beauty. Great macro shot 😀 LikeLike Reply Thanks! LikeLike Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.