Alexander McQueen literaly is a god.
Absolutely beautiful. Completely sex. No reality.
It's not just a commercial platform, it's better than art, it is real fantasy.
watch full video on showstudio.. just beautiful
xxx
Sunday 31 January 2010
Friday 29 January 2010
what we needed to have a good time...
this makes me smile! fun's what its all about isn;t it? .. at least for now. I just like fun... i really do hahaha xxx :) :) :)
Thursday 28 January 2010
Wednesday 27 January 2010
A children's story!
Beware of wolves they eat little girls and hide in the woods.
"My what big ears you have!"
"All the better to hear you with.."
"My what big eyes you have!"
"All the better to see you with..."
"My what big teeth you have!"
"All the better to EAT you with!"
..and the wolf lept out of the bed and gobbled little red riding hood up.
"My what big ears you have!"
"All the better to hear you with.."
"My what big eyes you have!"
"All the better to see you with..."
"My what big teeth you have!"
"All the better to EAT you with!"
..and the wolf lept out of the bed and gobbled little red riding hood up.
Monday 25 January 2010
Invisibilities
If Adelma is a city I am seeing in a dream, where you encounter only the dead, the dream frightens me. If Adlema is a real city, inhabited by living people, I need only continue looking at them and the ressemblences will desolve, alien faces will appear, bearing anguish. In either case it is best for me not to insist on staring at them.
You reach a moment in life when, among the people you have known, the dead outnumber the living. And the mind refuses to accept more faces, more expressions: on every new face you encounter, it prints the old forms, for each one it finds the most suitable mask.
... I was assailed by unexpected faces, reappearing from far away, staring at me as if demanding recognition, as if to recognize me, as if they had already recognised me. perhaps fro each of them, I also resembled someone who was dead. I had barely arrived at Adelma and I was already one of them, I had gone over to their side, absorbed in the kaleidoscope of eyes, wrinkles, grimaces.
Perhaps Adelma is the city where you arrive dying and where each finds again the people he has known. This means I am, too, dead. This means the beyond is not happy.
You reach a moment in life when, among the people you have known, the dead outnumber the living. And the mind refuses to accept more faces, more expressions: on every new face you encounter, it prints the old forms, for each one it finds the most suitable mask.
... I was assailed by unexpected faces, reappearing from far away, staring at me as if demanding recognition, as if to recognize me, as if they had already recognised me. perhaps fro each of them, I also resembled someone who was dead. I had barely arrived at Adelma and I was already one of them, I had gone over to their side, absorbed in the kaleidoscope of eyes, wrinkles, grimaces.
Perhaps Adelma is the city where you arrive dying and where each finds again the people he has known. This means I am, too, dead. This means the beyond is not happy.
Saturday 23 January 2010
Severin; a character
Not just a slightly pretty word ...
For a long time I was slightly confused. Venus in Furs happens to be one of my favourite songs and yet I had no idea what this "severin" was... but it sounded magical.
The meaning:
"Venus in Furs" is ingeniously inspired by a book of the same title which we should perhaps all be aware of (although we are not!) Written by Leopold von Sacher-Masoch in 1870 it perhaps created or invented the now obviously named machosism and later sadism. The entore practice of dominance and submission thus followed and "BDSM" was created! (treated in the 1960s as a mental illness...by electric shock treatment!...hmmm the casuing of pain!)
Anyway back to the whole Severin thing.. I couldn't listen to the song anymore without wondering. Anyway the lead character in the book had an abusive aunt in his childhood who used to call him "severin". Later in life he becomes addicted to the practice of S & M and finds a dominatrix whom also dresses like his aunt and calls him "Severin". In short, of course. Now i must read the book. I think this is the most poorly written post ever but I had to know!
For a long time I was slightly confused. Venus in Furs happens to be one of my favourite songs and yet I had no idea what this "severin" was... but it sounded magical.
The meaning:
"Venus in Furs" is ingeniously inspired by a book of the same title which we should perhaps all be aware of (although we are not!) Written by Leopold von Sacher-Masoch in 1870 it perhaps created or invented the now obviously named machosism and later sadism. The entore practice of dominance and submission thus followed and "BDSM" was created! (treated in the 1960s as a mental illness...by electric shock treatment!...hmmm the casuing of pain!)
Anyway back to the whole Severin thing.. I couldn't listen to the song anymore without wondering. Anyway the lead character in the book had an abusive aunt in his childhood who used to call him "severin". Later in life he becomes addicted to the practice of S & M and finds a dominatrix whom also dresses like his aunt and calls him "Severin". In short, of course. Now i must read the book. I think this is the most poorly written post ever but I had to know!
Wednesday 20 January 2010
heart
What is a heart?
What does it mean?
Surely it is just a muscle powered by the brain that moves independently to the rest of the body in order to pump blood around and keep us alive.
But it means so much more... why do we know what our heart feels like? it has always been a symbol for love hasn't it? Heart, stomach, liver ( yes this is where the tudors believed love came from) we all feel our emotions physically. I know what heart ache feels like... my heart hearts.
This is a heart...
but its not what we think it is... and yes it means so much more.
What does it mean?
Surely it is just a muscle powered by the brain that moves independently to the rest of the body in order to pump blood around and keep us alive.
But it means so much more... why do we know what our heart feels like? it has always been a symbol for love hasn't it? Heart, stomach, liver ( yes this is where the tudors believed love came from) we all feel our emotions physically. I know what heart ache feels like... my heart hearts.
This is a heart...
but its not what we think it is... and yes it means so much more.
Tuesday 19 January 2010
luck
it all seems so mixed...
im either extremley lucky , extremley happy, I seem to be doing amazign things and have amazing things..
but just continuous bad luck!!!
i even considered the fact that some one might have a passion for voodoo... me being the victim of course. it just seems so out of place. becuas ei love my life.
recentley: stole my bike
: stole my camera
: lost two credit cards
: broken pin
: grandma died
: other millions of little things
but it all doens't matter...becasue I am happy :)
xxx
Monday 18 January 2010
I love you
I love you
I just don't know whether it is the right thing to say or how to say it
or if it even means what it is mean't to.. becaue everyones different.
but for me I know I love you.
I just don't know whether it is the right thing to say or how to say it
or if it even means what it is mean't to.. becaue everyones different.
but for me I know I love you.
something like religion
Treat the Earth and all that dwell thereon with respect!
Remain close to the Great Spirit
Show great respect for your fellow beings
Work together for the benefit of all mankind!
Give assistance and kindness wherever needed
Do what you know to be right
Look after the well-being of mind and body
Dedicate a share of your efforts to the greater good
Be truthful and honest at all times
Take full responsiblity for your actions.....
Remain close to the Great Spirit
Show great respect for your fellow beings
Work together for the benefit of all mankind!
Give assistance and kindness wherever needed
Do what you know to be right
Look after the well-being of mind and body
Dedicate a share of your efforts to the greater good
Be truthful and honest at all times
Take full responsiblity for your actions.....
Sunday 17 January 2010
Saturday 16 January 2010
Not an appeal just a comment...
Ok
Haiti. Everyone knows what this means right now. I am pretty sure everyone in the country hears this words and feels some kind of devestation. We all want to help, even if we don't, we all feel "sorry" for the people involved, we all think we can imagine just how terrible itis, or say we can't... still having no idea.
The fact is for the people it is living hell. Everything has been destroyed. Everything. It isn't jus thte lives lost or the material loss. It is the absolute abolition of everything that people know.
Of course immediate aid is vitaly important. Headlines make people act and pull and their purse strings via their heart but next month the month after that won;t it all be elections again? Will haiti even corss your mind? You will have done your bit, or at least felt bad for a bit but its going to affect these peopel for the next 50 years.
It is a natural disaster and I beleive in letting nature take its course.. but are you sure this isn;t something to do with us? It always seems to affect the east? Is it our pollution. I beleive in nature taking its course but I don;t like pain and it all seems so painful. The fact is YES it is 50 years in the billion years of the world but for those people it is a life time. I am sure they will find happiness. Perhaps more happioness than anyone with materiality can find but that is becasue they will know true pain.
We have to give immediate aid if you can but most importantly think about the world, remember and act on life.
Haiti. Everyone knows what this means right now. I am pretty sure everyone in the country hears this words and feels some kind of devestation. We all want to help, even if we don't, we all feel "sorry" for the people involved, we all think we can imagine just how terrible itis, or say we can't... still having no idea.
The fact is for the people it is living hell. Everything has been destroyed. Everything. It isn't jus thte lives lost or the material loss. It is the absolute abolition of everything that people know.
Of course immediate aid is vitaly important. Headlines make people act and pull and their purse strings via their heart but next month the month after that won;t it all be elections again? Will haiti even corss your mind? You will have done your bit, or at least felt bad for a bit but its going to affect these peopel for the next 50 years.
It is a natural disaster and I beleive in letting nature take its course.. but are you sure this isn;t something to do with us? It always seems to affect the east? Is it our pollution. I beleive in nature taking its course but I don;t like pain and it all seems so painful. The fact is YES it is 50 years in the billion years of the world but for those people it is a life time. I am sure they will find happiness. Perhaps more happioness than anyone with materiality can find but that is becasue they will know true pain.
We have to give immediate aid if you can but most importantly think about the world, remember and act on life.
Tuesday 12 January 2010
never forgotten always remembered
It is hard to put down what I want to right now. There are so many things to consolidate and so many memories running round in my head.
I can't think of anything good enough or that would mean enough.
Never forgotton.
Always remembered.
Forever loved.
Eternally beautiful.
Live forever somwhere.
One truly amazing person.... not just in my eyes. True goodness, sweetness, wiseness but yet so naive. I think you jus tthought hte best of me that was all. So many wonderful words and true happiness. I was truly happy with you.
Thank you
...
more words sometime
xxxxxx
all the world
I can't think of anything good enough or that would mean enough.
Never forgotton.
Always remembered.
Forever loved.
Eternally beautiful.
Live forever somwhere.
One truly amazing person.... not just in my eyes. True goodness, sweetness, wiseness but yet so naive. I think you jus tthought hte best of me that was all. So many wonderful words and true happiness. I was truly happy with you.
Thank you
...
more words sometime
xxxxxx
all the world
Sunday 10 January 2010
heaven or hell
pure beauty completely destroyed...
or not? ... theres just something so beautiful about disgusting tragedy. Or maybe it is just me.
or not? ... theres just something so beautiful about disgusting tragedy. Or maybe it is just me.
Thursday 7 January 2010
An extension...
Identity is a word we are all aware of. We all know what it means or at least what it is supposed to mean. The thing is very few of us actually think we know who we are.
On the surface identity is about image. Identity can be created and very obviously is. In a world of celebrity identity has become a perception, a glance or an over obvious opinion. We create what we want people to see and that appears to be us. We are sexy or colourful, political or musical, blonde or brunette, black or white, male or female, escaped from the circus or as hard as nails. Creating an image is a powerful tool which can change lives, create friends or enemies, achieve or sink someone into the background (not that that’s wrong!).
Creating your image is the battle of the young. The fight to the top of cool or creativity. Or if that doesn’t matter just about trying to be someone. The question is, does it matter?
I think the answers yes! Ok we aren’t all as individual as we would like to be. We Aren’t the first people to try and stand out. Or just stand out without trying. Our parents did the same and their parents before them. I think the important thing is that every generation as a whole creates some kind of identity. At least we feel different! Finding out how you want to look is vitally important in anybodies development, even if it is just the fact that you don’t care, it isn’t really about how other people want to perceive you it is about expressing who you actually are!
This doesn’t mean it has to stick of course… as human beings with a conscious, thinking and active mind we are constantly changing. We don’t remain the same but hey, isn’t that what we are about. We learn and we grow, we contradict ourselves, meet new people and develop new tastes. We try so hard to be true to ourselves but the truth is we don’t need to try. What ever you are doing is your choice. Even if its bad it is you who can change it. You are always being true to yourself even if its not making you happy. It is your mind. How you look or how you act, what you say or believe, even if it is a lie, is your action. Create want to create. Do what you want to do. If your not, it’s your choice just stop worrying about it and do something. Your image, your identity will always be you and that’s what matter.
It is your skin. Your heart. Your words. Your mind. You are you and you can be what you want to be.
I will be.
On the surface identity is about image. Identity can be created and very obviously is. In a world of celebrity identity has become a perception, a glance or an over obvious opinion. We create what we want people to see and that appears to be us. We are sexy or colourful, political or musical, blonde or brunette, black or white, male or female, escaped from the circus or as hard as nails. Creating an image is a powerful tool which can change lives, create friends or enemies, achieve or sink someone into the background (not that that’s wrong!).
Creating your image is the battle of the young. The fight to the top of cool or creativity. Or if that doesn’t matter just about trying to be someone. The question is, does it matter?
I think the answers yes! Ok we aren’t all as individual as we would like to be. We Aren’t the first people to try and stand out. Or just stand out without trying. Our parents did the same and their parents before them. I think the important thing is that every generation as a whole creates some kind of identity. At least we feel different! Finding out how you want to look is vitally important in anybodies development, even if it is just the fact that you don’t care, it isn’t really about how other people want to perceive you it is about expressing who you actually are!
This doesn’t mean it has to stick of course… as human beings with a conscious, thinking and active mind we are constantly changing. We don’t remain the same but hey, isn’t that what we are about. We learn and we grow, we contradict ourselves, meet new people and develop new tastes. We try so hard to be true to ourselves but the truth is we don’t need to try. What ever you are doing is your choice. Even if its bad it is you who can change it. You are always being true to yourself even if its not making you happy. It is your mind. How you look or how you act, what you say or believe, even if it is a lie, is your action. Create want to create. Do what you want to do. If your not, it’s your choice just stop worrying about it and do something. Your image, your identity will always be you and that’s what matter.
It is your skin. Your heart. Your words. Your mind. You are you and you can be what you want to be.
I will be.
Wednesday 6 January 2010
Boredom: the desire for desires
A need to be constantly occupied is, I feel, one of my biggest flaws. I find it very hard to focus and very hard to be "in" a situation... my mind just runs away and I start feeling sad or just like I don't belong.
People think I am distant and the truth is YES I am. I just don;t feel like I am there. Not becuase they are boring or even what I am doing is boring. Just my head needs something else.
Maybe it is just the boring that get bored. I don;t even know if it is bordem or jsut a constant searching for something else. But what? Why can't I just be happy with what I have? I have so much.. my life is possitively exciting. I can do anything I want (well not right now) but I have the whole of my life ahead of me. I think its selfishness. Everone else manages to sit inside watching T.V just for a couple of hours. I can;t even focus on that. I have to be doing something else.. but then sometimes I am jsut too lazy too move! Ha ha... just one big contradiction again.
THE END
People think I am distant and the truth is YES I am. I just don;t feel like I am there. Not becuase they are boring or even what I am doing is boring. Just my head needs something else.
Maybe it is just the boring that get bored. I don;t even know if it is bordem or jsut a constant searching for something else. But what? Why can't I just be happy with what I have? I have so much.. my life is possitively exciting. I can do anything I want (well not right now) but I have the whole of my life ahead of me. I think its selfishness. Everone else manages to sit inside watching T.V just for a couple of hours. I can;t even focus on that. I have to be doing something else.. but then sometimes I am jsut too lazy too move! Ha ha... just one big contradiction again.
THE END
white light/ white heat
It is just pure power. Power to blind and power to burn. I suppose its burning in hell but absolute pleasure. But thats what hell is isn't it... where all your sins are realised.
Sunday 3 January 2010
A reality
A dream that sings and fills you consciousness.
The dream is a reality but it could be so much more. It will.
Filling time and space with no complaint.
Sucking words dry,
Nuliffying thoughts to mere stupidness
But isn;t it still beautiful that it is so mindless because it isn't.
Every reason for life and light and agitation.
No. Not agitation but some sort of active feeling like living.
Living on the edge... reason or reality.
Reality as a fantasy or could or should be.
Maddening rush of blinding energy that sucks your soul.
Constant beating.
Beauty.
No dream.
The dream is a reality but it could be so much more. It will.
Filling time and space with no complaint.
Sucking words dry,
Nuliffying thoughts to mere stupidness
But isn;t it still beautiful that it is so mindless because it isn't.
Every reason for life and light and agitation.
No. Not agitation but some sort of active feeling like living.
Living on the edge... reason or reality.
Reality as a fantasy or could or should be.
Maddening rush of blinding energy that sucks your soul.
Constant beating.
Beauty.
No dream.
Saturday 2 January 2010
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