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aknowledgementIs life without acknowledgement like life without love?
When I strip everything away what is left?
What am I besides the reflections of self I see in forest streams?
Or the expressions of those in my life?
What if I just took a big step back and lived in isolation?
No people. No speaking. No mirrors. Nothing.
Who would I end up with?
Would I know who me was?
What is it like when you truly cease to define yourself by your occupation and social relationships?
Who do you become?
seagullsI was sitting on the beach with Eleanor and we were staring at two seagulls a few feet away from us. They were staring at us, hoping for some of the potato chips we were eating.
"Stupid scavengers," Eleanor said.
I watched the birds, saying nothing for a minute. But then I said:
"They're noble birds of the sea, not stupid scavengers. Look at how beautifully they are colored, the same as the sand and the clouds in the sky. And look at how their beaks are made to stick deep into the sand to burrow for crabs. And look how elegantly they hold their position against the wind, and how they can fly for great distances across the open sea."
We stared at the birds.
"They are beautiful, dad."
"I know, Eleanor. It's a little sad."
"Well, Eleanor, it is because of humans that they are distracted from their noble, original purpose. And what of our original purpose? Are we so much different? Look at us, chasing after cars, money, power, fashion, position. How much different ar
the cliffWe walked north on the beach until we could go no further.
The north end of the beach in front of the hotel ends with an outcropping of rocks that protrude into the ocean for a hundred yards. Two hundred yards? I don't know. My senses seem to have dwindled over the years or are lost entirely at times.
We climbed up the highest rock and sat, talking about the time we braved the waves and rocks closer to the shore to get to another private beach farther north. This time there was a sign saying not to attempt such a crossing.
Looking down from our perch it occurred to me that we could just jump off the cliff into the sea and swim to the private beach. Probably would be easier.
Eleanor knew I was thinking about it. She pointed out a big rock just below the surface. Hmm. Not there. A little farther out. The cliff is a little lower. Hmm. Water looks dark and deep. Look, we could dive straight out, not down, we don't want to hit any rocks. Then we go around that bed of kelp and straight to th
goodnight hollywoodgoodnight hollywood
goodnight little mouse
goodnight cricket under the stove
goodnight stupid poodle laying on the floor breathing all my air
goodnight microbes growing on the tomatoes in the bowl
goodnight little oregano plant by the sink
goodnight hoot owl outside in the eucalyptus tree
goodnight imaginary friends
goodnight imaginary lovers
goodnight imaginary problems
CharismaI just read this and I think it is so true:
Here are the 10 habits of remarkably charismatic people:
1. They listen way more than they talk.
Ask questions. Maintain eye contact. Smile. Frown. Nod. Respond--not so much verbally, but nonverbally.
That's all it takes to show the other person they're important.
Then when you do speak, don't offer advice unless you're asked. Listening shows you care a lot more than offering advice, because when you offer advice in most cases you make the conversation about you, not them.
Don't believe me? Who is "Here's what I would do..." about: you or the other person?
Only speak when you have something important to say--and always define important as what matters to the other person, not to you.
2. They don't practice selective hearing.
Some people--I guarantee you know people like this--are incapable of hearing anything said by the people they feel are somehow beneath them.
Sure, you speak to them, but that particular falling tree doesn't make a sound i
spinningthe world is spinning,
the sun keeps coming up and going down,
and I am here.
a world full of people tilting lances at imaginary windmills,
imbuing them with character and conditions
rushing at them headlong
only to find themselves running through mist
and nothing more.
people we thought we knew,
pursuits we thought were valuable,
lives we thought worth living.
and forced with the singularity
that is our personality
which, like a movie projector
plays out our innermost thoughts
on everyone around us.
everyone's movies, so different, so personal
the sun is up
the world spins
I am on it
what will I decide to become?
turning it onSafe. Surrunded by glowing lights and things.
so many amazingly talented people and the everfree people were so accommodating and everything was so much fun and everyone said so many nice things to me and when I got on the stage to introduce a band I got as far as "hi I'm will anderson" before the applause was so deafening you would have thought the beatles were on stage. It was so humbling.
I don't even know where to begin so I won't.
Back to work.
Turning back into a pumpkin.
Know your origin: Some history of our craftYou know, as digital artists we have some amazing tools available to us to help bring our imaginations to life.
The latest graphic tablets (now affordable for most anyone,) matched with the latest high-definition screens (displaying billions of colors,) connected to the latest computers (whose size are measured in inches and not feet,) all to render work near instantaneously. It's hard to imagine that with what we have today, publishers and artists were using these same types of devices as much as 40 years ago to set type, scan images, or even draw pictures.
So if you were an artist in the late 1970's, what would it have been like?
Well, click here (or above) to watch a video to get a bit of an idea.
If that's anything to go by, straight-up drawing was still a little out of reach. But you could scan drawings, save them, view them on a screen, scale them,
1541Princess Celestia = 70
Princess Luna = 70
Princess Cadance = 70
Queen Chrysalis = 50
Fausticorn = 40
Rainbow Dash = 120
Twilight Sparkle = 100
Fluttershy = 100
Pinkie Pie = 100
Rarity = 50
Applejack = 40
Sweetie Belle = 51
Scootaloo = 50
Applebloom = 40
Derpy = 100
Nightmare Moon = 50
Octavia = 40
Vinyl Scratch = 40
Vinyl Scratch with Eyes = 40
Big Macintosh = 30
Shining Armor = 30
Soarin = 20
Dr. Hooves = 20
Braeburn = 25
Spike = 13
Discord = 56
Zecora = 25
Spitfire = 21
Trixie = 20
Glida = 20
Cherrilee = 20
Octo-tavia = 10
Sea Pony Lyra = 10
Total = 1541
This is what I have so far. I would like to know what I should make more of this whole set. Of course some buttons will be very limited.
Freeware Feature - FireAlpacaCommission Info | Art Policy & FAQ | Tumblr
I saw this program advertised on Tumblr earlier today and decided to give it a try - I was so impressed with it I figured to link it here as well! Artists, meet FireAlpaca!
What is it, asides from a silly name? It's a drawing program made specifically for digital art. It functions like a mix between Photoshop and Paint Tool SAI, taking the most important features of both in a compact, simpler interface than either. It's got layers, blending modes, a navigator, full color picker, Magic Wands, gradients, Aliasing and Anti-Aliasing - pretty much everything you need to make yourself some art. And, as the title implies - it's completely free! Plus it works on both PC and Mac computers, which is a huge plus.
Now admittedly I've only spent probab
OMG OMG OMG OMG OMGI'm on this site that my sister just found and i'm freaking OUT! 8'D This is the coolest thing ever, I'm dying sjdkljlsdjxc Ok so the site is called: Akinator.com
This site will ask you questions about a character that you are thinking of, you answer with:
i don't know
probably not/not really
and then it will ask you questions and it will guess which character you are thinking of. So far I have answered yes or no for these characters:
and after a few questions he got them all right instantly it was insane! It's so addicting omg omg omg XD go go now! Go try it omg dfjhsdjsds
oh and when it asks for a username just make something up xD omg this is crazy and so fun xD lol <3
Music memeSpotify Shuffle Meme
stolen from Hawk! :'3
1. What's the song that describes your childhood?
Starships- Nicki Minaj
(eh.. why not hahah )
2. What is your themesong?
Töntarna - Kent
(Well.....Töntarna = the Nerds... so yeah)
Buuut thats one is swedish so lets do another one!
Winter winds- Mumfords and sons
( love this one" ^^)
3. Your motto.
She is the sunlight
(neh.. I dunno ahha)
4. What you like about a boy/girl?
The point of no return- Phantom of the Opera
(to become obsessed with me when bring me to his dungeon while singing...sure why not.)
5. This song describes your future.
Arrival at aslan's howl- Narnia
(I think my future will be epic..)
6. Your victory song.
(Why wuld I be sad when I'm winning?! Let's try that again!)
By the sea- Sweeney todd
(Well...I guess. eh whatever.)
7. The themesong of your best friend(s).
Phantom of the opera -Phantom of the opera
(well ...I have epic friends shut up.)
8. The song that will be played in your wedding.
Girl Confessions1. Do you sleep in your bra?
2. Do you sleep with socks on?
During winter time i do, most the time no.
3. Would you rather sleep alone or with someone else?
4. Do you enjoy drama?
Absolutely hate it
5. Are you a girly-girl?
6. Who was the last person you hugged?
8. Are you short?
No I'm 5 ft 6 or 5 ft 7
9. Do you like somebody?
My boyfriend lol.
10. Does your Facebook password have to do with a boy?
11. Do you care if your socks are dirty?
12. Do you think you're alone sometimes?
13. Do you dress up on Halloween?
14. Are you double jointed?
15. Where is the weirdest place you have slept?
a ride at a fair, called the zipper i think.
16. Has anyone touched/smacked your butt in the past 24 hours?
Yes :I my cousin
17. Is there any type of rumor going around about you?
Yeah, apparently Konnar and I fuck everyday
18. Do you call anybody by their last name?
19. How many guys will read this just because it says "Girl Con
My Freeze Ray - Dr. Horrible's Sing Along MemeThe title, you see it, yes?
1. Put Your itunes, windows media player etc on Shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS
4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name
How would you describe yourself?:
The Kids Arn't Alright - The Offspring
What do you like in a guy/girl?:
Mama - My Chemical Romance
How do you feel today?:
Raining in Baltimore - Counting Crows
(How depressing XD)
What is life's purpose?:
Hand in my Pocket - Alanis Morissete
What is your motto?:
I Just Had Sex - Lonely Island
(Hell yeah. BD)
(Lol, the person I got this from had a Lonely Island song for this answer too. XD)
What do your friends think of you?:
The Worst Day Ever - Blink 182
(B'aww ;w; )
What do you think of your parents?:
Doctor Worm - Relient K
What do you think about very often?:
SBFF now online!DC Nation has posted 3 of the 5 SBFF!! shorts online for your viewing pleasure! If you didn't catch them when they aired on Cartoon Network (*cough*and you're too ethical about copyright to watch them on YouTube *cough*) take a look and let me know what you think. If people like them enough, maybe I'll get to make more!
Make sure you take a moment to vote for your favorite SBFF (Supergirl, Wonder Girl or Batgirl) at the the little poll on the right side of the page.
And while you're at it, enjoy this unused pose from the episode "Grounded." This was from a scene that ended up getting cut. Wonder Girl and Batgirl were almost crushed by the tractor Superman deflected.
Wonder Girl and Batgirl © DC & Warner Bros.
My Skinalways been uncomfortable in it
always wanting to be someone else
always pretending to be someone I am not
perfect is always here for me
waiting for me to stop struggling
resistance is futile!
my mind will stop and get out of the way
how long will my errant mind rule?
certain that its furious tirade
to demand order
to demand a beat
to demand a a rhythm from life
is the right path.
poor delusional self!
gorging itself on fantasies
grown in the soil
of a decaying, dirty world
ruled by phantoms
endlessly seeking to be full,
when everything they eat
just runs right thru them
leaving them empty
and eager to shovel down
the next thing
that will also bring them
I feel peace at my side
watching me with a curious smile
as I bash about the world
with a pot over my head!
desperately trying to believe
the movie reeling out of my
out of control
is the world I live in.
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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