February 2012
15 posts
fuckyeahexistentialism:
“…I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire…I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all of your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought. The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers...
The question of love is one that cannot be evaded. Whether or not you claim to...
– Thomas Merton (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
Later — when things happened that they could never have imagined — she wrote him...
– The History Of Love (via tothepersoninthebelljar)
In our dreams, people yield themselves with perfect docility to our molding...
– – John D. Rockefeller General Education Board (1906)
1 tag
Black History Month
At times I find the fact that there is a month dedicated to black history simply preposterous. Our ancestors fought for equality, to show that African Americans show just as much importance to the development of America as any other race. We need not to be angry but merely proud and courageous daily through our on going achievement as a culture. To merely contain ourselves in a month and neglect...
Beautiful
According to Websters dictionary the definition of beauty is “the quality or aggregate of qualities in a person or thing that gives pleasure to the senses or pleasurably exalts the mind or spirit”. With that being said, one should never define beauty by any standards perceived by mainstream media. If she makes you smile, if he makes you blush, the moment itself is beautiful.
Valentines Day
The month of love. The month of heart break. From the famous words of ‘A Tale of Two Cities’ by Charles Dickens; “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times”. Valentines day encompasses two kinds of people. Those who have, and those who have not. Those who are caught in the fiery escapades of love, not hoping to return, and those who remain silent. Unfortunately...
An Existential Life: The Critic as Artist, Oscar... →
fuckyeahexistentialism:
Ernest: Must we go, then, to Art for everything?
Gilbert: For everything. Because Art does not hurt us. The tears that we shed at a play are a type of the exquisite sterile emotions that it is the function of Art to awaken. We weep, but we are not wounded. We grieve, but our grief is not…
January 2012
20 posts
I’ve noticed a facinating phenomenon in my thiry years of teaching:...
– ― John Taylor Gatto, Dumbing Us Down: The Hidden Curriculum of Compulsory Schooling
SOCIAL SOCIETY: The New Breed →
socialsociety:
Less libraries and more T.V.’s.
No recess, less parks, and more fast food.
This only equates to the simple equation of dumb + overweight = Lazy slave.
This isn’t a coincidence, this is exactly what they want.
People with no ability to think for themselves and too lazy to do anything.
Over…
Random thoughts of the misunderstood...
At the end of the day we all long to be heard at least once. Look up and hope in a sense that someone is listening. We desire to be relevant, even if it is only to at least one, hoping to be understood to some degree.
We never long to be alone, we long to be understood. By any means necessary at times we find that the world captures us in a whirlpool of emotions. Never knowing what happens...
SOPA EMERGENCY LIST. →
meghanalefae:
aprilstar-dance:
SOPA Emergency IP list: So if these ass-fucks in DC decide to ruin the internet, here’s how to access your favorite sites in the event of a DNS takedown tumblr.com 174.121.194.34 wikipedia.org 208.80.152.201 # News bbc.co.uk 212.58.241.131 aljazeera.com 198.78.201.252 # Social media reddit.com...
What is terrorism really?
By definition from an article I read by Bruce Hoffman http://www.nytimes.com/books/first/h/hoffman-terrorism.html, he describes terrorism as “ violence — or, equally important, the threat of violence — used and directed in pursuit of, or in service of, a political aim.”
Even more so the FBI describes terrorism as ”There is no single, universally accepted,...
Tumblr is awesome…
Just this once...
What are these but mere words on a page. But words that create in your mind a vivid picture of what I mean to say. And what I mean is, the world is yours. Each breath breathed, each sound you have heard and sight you have seen, you get to keep.
So shall I share a memory with you? Not one that I had but one I wish to create. Free falling at an unimaginable height, never hitting the ground because...
Changing
Time is an interesting thing when you really come to terms with it. It is everything and yet is nothing just the same. It’s a metaphor and a actual fact, tied up in one another. Time encompasses alternate realities, but yet brings them all together, in perfect unison, as we all come to live and abide by. In essence, time sums up the realities of what life is. It holds emotions, pending...
Know this...
Know this, I am a visionary, artist and a dreamer. And I promise I will never stop. And as long as God has still given me the ability to see, hear and speak, ill forever produce. I am a wandering traveler, star trekking on the planet. I have experience some lows, and yet still find someway to manage this thing we call life. Needless to say I believe in tomorrow, I still believe in love. A...
December 2011
8 posts
Define: 2012
I look back at 2011 and look forward to 2012. I smile, looking forward to the future and all that it will bring, be it good or bad. I must say, I have learned a great deal in the past year. Some through postitve experience, some through negative just the same. I work to remain humble in all my doings, in my work, relations with people and to always work hard despite any circumstances.
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Growing in relation.
What ever happened to imagination? What happened to playing hide and go seek, or playing tag? Or those times where you pulled the blanket over your head and for an instant you were lost in time, only you and the ideas that you formed in your head. We blame it on growing older, where things are meant to be a certain way, we call it maturity. We work, we claim to be to busy for that. To busy...
Art.Love.
What inspires me?
I find the idea of love, the ideology and concept of it inspiring. It affects me in my art, my way of seeing life. Love, the emotion the binds and keeps you captive. Its funny, when you think of terms of human interaction, and how two begin to like one another. It seems a sense of familiarity, as of I had always knew you but yet a stranger. Hence this draws curiosity. And...
Hello Tumblr :p
Ive barely been keeping up with my Tumblr. I guess I haven’t really been inspired lately. Its weird, my mind draws blank of emotion. I guess its because I have a hard time describing what my thoughts are sometimes. But I think I am going to update more regularly as there many thoughts I have to share.
August 2011
5 posts
5 tags
A Moment
For every moment, not a second should be wasted. Lets live for the moment, laugh for the times we share, and love for that is all we have to gain.
July 2011
6 posts
Reinvention
“It always seems impossible until its done.”- Nelson Mandela
I have taken a brief sabbatical from my photography long enough now. This is primarily due to me rethinking myself, my work and my direction. The key is to be proactive,mentally and artistically. To boldly go, where you yourself have never been before. The future holds many surprises, and of course though surprises are not...
Time traveler...
Time goes by, and each action and thought we produce alters history one second at a time. We have changed each other, and now I am no longer who I used to be. A great thing, for who I was could not understand who I am.
I am sorry for the misunderstanding, and or reason for departure, but the dream that I set forth is still a ways off. The sun continually rises and falls, and this is against my...