Nicole Ruggiero: Our Devices, Ourselves
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|Boudhanath Stupa, Kathmandu, Nepal|
Going clockwise, the large Boudhanath Stupa sits while pilgrims make it move. Its two eyes forever revealing and watching from up above.
Surrounding this structure is architectural, colonial tiered places/homes/businesses/perhaps vacant.
There is a happy hum while the religious swing and touch the bells turning them as they make the circumambulation.
Monks sit here and there asking for offerings.
Older peasants are the ones that I love to watch, are they there because their time is close?
I watch their wizened eyes, crevasse faces, lined dark, tan, black Nepalese, Indians, Tibetan, Malays, Chinese and Caucasian too, as the pavement fills with walking faith.
Big Buddhas and small colorful, kitschy buddhas make their appearances like we will forget them.
The temple sprawls into smaller domes of white among the huge iconic masterpiece that is littered with several hundred prayer flags giving hope to the day.
|Durbar Square, Kathmandu (durbar means "palace")|