Collection: Cornwall: Defiance and Magic by techgnotic, journal
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Defiance and Magic
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Cornwall is one of those parts of the United Kingdom that’s never fit quite right.
Perpetually in rebellion against central British government authority on some level, the fires have now been banked in political debate over independence and home rule. Some international entities recognize Cornwall as a separate Celtic nation, and over 40% of the population when polled consider themselves “Cornish” rather than British or English. In this gallery of art inspired
Fan Art Friday: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles by techgnotic, journal
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FAN ART FRIDAY: Heroes In A Half Shell
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New York City, chemical ooze, and the delicious smell of pizza can only mean one thing — Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!
For being named after Renaissance artist greats, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, and Michelangelo, had rather humble beginnings. Let’s travel back to 1983 to when Kevin Eastman created the idea for the turtles during a brainstorming session with his friend Peter Laird. Eastman’s drawing featured a masked turtle holding nunchak
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Collection: A Warning In Another's Eyes by techgnotic, journal
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A Warning in Another’s Eyes
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Staring is not the same as intently gazing into another person’s eyes as a manner of communication.
That can be a quite pleasurable experience. Staring into another’ eyes too often presages the delivery of a warning or very bad news. The fixed stare is the facial equivalent of a flashing amber light, indicating you should proceed but only with great caution. Keep that in mind as you peruse the following gallery of staring faces, a photographic minefield of hum
Collection: New Orleans, the Comeback Kid by techgnotic, journal
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New Orleans, the Comeback Kid
Vibrant, raucous and, more than any other metropolis in America—truly alive! New Orleans is the one city in America that nobody believed would not stage a comeback after Katrina tried her best to kill its Big Noise. New Orleans is protected by Jesus or hoodoo or both—it’s all one glorious mixed–up gumbo goulash of cultures believing in live and let live.
Most cities in America are mostly alike in most everything. New Orleans is the exception. It is unique. It has had a separate evolution and it’s the most arts–based cultural treasure in our nation. The
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Her serene eyes stare into the distance,
cool and quiet behind her mask of sheer pink.
A romantic smile on her face
reflects the souvenir orchid of her soul,
delicately white, veined with pink.
But beneath the mask is a tropical blossom,
passion flows through her veins like fire.
The mask slips and for an instant you see,
like a transient magenta mist,
the memory she hides inside her heart.
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The white sapphires of your luminescent eyes
reflect the serene sky that floats above us.
I am forever lost in their eternal blue.
Blue phlox blows out the scent of its soul.
I breathe in,
and the image blue flashes before my mind's eye again,
that pe
aqui estoy tratando de regresar
mis lagrimas intentan no saltar
aqui me quedo callado sin gritar
recuerdo como te fuiste sin mirar
recuerdo como te suplicaba intentar
lloro en las noches sin olvidar
solo quiero pensar que volveras
solo quiero escuchar tus mentiras
solo quiero que cumplas esas promesas
aqui estoy por que me destruiste
tus promesas de amor olvidaste
sigo llorando por que no regresaste
aqui estoy llorando en la oscuridad
enfermaste a mi corazon de inseguridad
hace mucho que te fuiste y hoy es ternidad
aqui estoy tratando de regresar al amor
aqui estoy intentando olvidar el dolor
ya quiero superar este oscuro temor
Was This What You Wanted? by 1Evilface, literature
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Was This What You Wanted?
Was This What You Wanted?
Was my time worth it?
Should I go on?
It's too late for me
I've done nothing but wrong
This isn't how it was supposed to be
Everything did not go as planned
I was supposed to take the bullet
But now it's me you can't stand
What has happened to me?
Why am I so afraid?
I can't express my emotions
That, I forbade
You did this to me
Now I'll never heal
I'm "useless" and damaged
But do you think I do this to feel-
Wanted? It's just another word to me
I've gone completely numb
Depression, useless hatred
To this I've succumbed
You'll look at me in the future
And see a person emotionally taunted
Just one question, thou
Why won’t it leave?
The parasite attached to my mind,
The accursed sleep thief,
Why won’t it see the signs?
I lay here at night,
Trying to kill it,
Yet it survives,
No matter how much I will it.
Get out of my head,
You unrelenting leech!
I want you dead!
Leave me, I beseech!
I try to forget about you,
Yet you will not go.
We both want you to,
You’ve made your choice known,
But you’re still here, through and through.
I can think about you no longer,
You who wants me not,
I need to be stronger,
So I can end the onslaught.