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When I tell all the world that I love red...
I love the color red. Rich, dark, red. When I was young people around me mocked others who loved that color, so I lied and said my favorite color was blue. Yes, I lied. And if you go in my house, you'll see lots of red.
Cattedrale di Parma, the light coming from opposite windows above was spaced exactly towards the confessionals
I ,a shy and quiet boy since young, was a target of the bullied throughout my 8 years of childhood. The memories of being bullied continuously have had a little or more effect on my confidence and activeness. I shut myself off from the society, claimed myself a weak person and brought myself with a gloomy, tired and scary look.
I’ve never believed in myself…
I came to photography when my dad lent me his camera when I was 6. From the first clicks, I already felt "this is where I belong". Photography helps me recreating the world seen through my eyes and felt by my soul, helps me remembering faces, smiles, memories of a passing time. And it even reminds of the things which are supposed to be forgotten.
I chose dark art because dark art is a fine illustration of the world I am seeing - a world of melancholy and sadness. Through dark art, I can dig deep into the darkest place of a human, right there, people are living in the own nature: weak, crazy and also vulnerable. Being an introvert person, dark art is also a way of relieving the soul, showing people who I am, what I am and what I’m capable of - something that I rarely share with anybody. As a result, I became more open with everyone, gave more laughs and talked more to the people around me. "You look way more better then?" - my friends said in satisfaction.
I never stop doubting myself ...
I’ve been reeling from my "what should I do" and "I’m not good enough" thinkings, which makes me deviate from my original path. Always wish to be like other photographer pals: big relationships, big interacts and having a support team while I am alone all the time,… I gradually forget that I’ve lost myself, forgotten that my path was different from all of them. I am an independent existence, I exist uniquely and I should’ve not been anyone’s copy. It’s been a difficult time right now, I was once again separated myself from everyone, even the ones I love so much. Always bringing suspense and fear of any situations. And even when writing these words, those emotions are making my hands shake and my heart beats so fast.
I know that there aren’t any obstacles that cannot be overcome if I dare to face, and I know that nothing can stop me if I truly believe that I can do it in my heart. However, "How?", "How can I really believe in myself?”, "How can I become more confidence?", "How can I make this? "How can I do that ...?", “How…?”, “How…?” and "How ...?". I’ve spent a great deal of time resting, thinking and rearranging things that were still unfinished. Those fears are still here, those thoughts are still here, and the answer I still cannot find out but at least this time I will try, something at least makes me feel better. And I hope someday I can find my own answer and be happy with it.
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I have always loved this moment from my first time in Warsaw, autumn 2011. We had some hours to kill between trains from Poz to Wlodawa and walked to Starowka for a look around. We managed to see quite a bit before we headed back to the train, but it was this moment at these doors with the beautiful art of Mitoraj on them that has stuck with me all of these years. I am very grateful that I took this shot.
Warszawa, Poland
Winter 2011
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Oude Kerk, Amsterdam: the oldest (medieval) church in town, located in the midst of the largest red light district in Europe....delicious contrast, isn't it?
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Blog Post from Confessions Of A Midnight Stoner
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During my latest evening of Tango dancing, I was wearing a skirt which was just a bit longer than this one. As you may have read in my profile I really enjoy the nakedness and adventure of wearing short skirts and dresses without wearing panties. One of the guys I danced with really swung me around a lot and my boyfriend told me later with a worrying voice that he spotted my vaginal lips at least 4 times. I felt embarassed and aroused at the same time, but I didn't have a lot of time to think about it, because I was asked for the next dance.
It was a guy who was at least twice my age and it surprises me sometime how great vitality and smooth dancing go together with older age. When he complimented me with my sensual lips I didn't know for sure which lips he was referring to. That cafe (The Syndicate) has quite a small dance floor and the next tango was a slow one. It was very crowded and we danced in close embrace. I let my left hand slide down in an easy manner and felt his sturdy bottom move with my body and the music. He obviously felt he could do the same, because I felt how his hand slid down casually onto the back of my skirt.
At that same time I felt his manhood grow in his trousers, while his hand slid down a little lower under the rim of my skirt. My heart started to beat a little higher, but then he slowly and casually moved his hand up under my skirt! I was doubting what to do until I looked him in the eyes. He had this warm, daring and intense look in his eyes and I felt sure that he was quite playful about what he did right then. It was that playfulness that made me relax into his arms and dance on.
He kept looking into my eyes when his hand moved up, his fingers slowly caressing my inner thigh. It was only a matter of (very long) seconds before he touched my bare vaginal lips! His eyes became even more intense, while we were still slowly moving around between the other dancers packed within the cafe. He began feeling and rubbing my lips slowly, while my heart was now bouncing in my chest. I checked if my boyfriend could see what was happening, but I spotted him at the bar, trying to get throug the cue to buy a drink.
I felt how my dancing partner now had a thick and hot rod hidden in his pants and my lower lips felt like they were dripping with wetness from the excitement. I noticed a couple sitting at the edge of the dancing space looking with a big smile and great interest at my skirt. It was only then that I realised how part of my nude butt was exposed to their eyes and so was the hand that was caressing my lips below that butt with lovely intent. Within a second I moved my hips in a sudden turn.
This made it even worse because my partner was not as quick, making my skirt slide up completely, exposing all my completely naked flesh under my skirt for everyone to see. The packed crowd saved me, because I only noticed a few people giving a possible sign that they could see my derriere! And than something strange started to happen. The look in my partner's eyes was still playful but at the same time there was an intensity to it that connected with the intimacy and vulnerability of being naked. Something that I would normally only feel while making love with my boyfriend.
I suddenly felt a total surrender to my sensuality within the dance. I felt eager to be watched by all the men and women within the cafe, while my body was being touched only by the music, my partner and the air that I was breathing. It wasn´t my heart that was pounding anymore. It was my whole body pulsating with sexual energy and it wanted to be seen, enjoyed by admiring eyes that were already undressing me now with their interested looks. It felt like being drunk and I wanted my partner to bluntly expose me as much as possible.
It was as if his eyes were saying "are you sure" and it felt like there was a slightly dangerous touch added to his gaze. It was like he looked right into my heart and I only remember my heart shouting "yes, please, expose me, show me, let me feel naked completely!" It felt like I wanted everyone to see ME. Dancing naked with all these people around me would show them all of ME. Not the cover, the package, but ME.
My body moved in a spasm, pushing my behind even more outwards, as if it was begging for his hands to keep caressing it's halves. As if he could feel my thoughts, my partner now moved his hand casually to the side of my skirt and with a swing in the dance his arm moved my skirt up completely again, now even more than before, right up to my middle, showing my completely naked butt, my naked and shaved vagina, and my naked upper part of my thighs right down to the edge of my hold-up stockings. I was bending over, leaning my breasts against his chest, pushing my butt backwards, positioning my vaginal lips outward as if my body wanted everyone to feel induced to lick me and penetrate me, and I shivered from the fear about the desire that made me dare to go beyond all fear!
It frightened me that I was thrilled! I didn't drink a drop of alcohol and I was completely drunk from the feeling this blunt exposure brought home to me. I saw quite a few gazing faces that noticed my completely bare bottom and naked genitals, and it made me drunk in the surrender that I felt during the few seconds that my partner held up my skirt. As if nothing had happened, he changed the position of his arm and my skirt fell down friveously, while we kept on dancing.
All this had happened in only a few minutes and I'm still trembling when I think of what happened. My boyfriend was one of the gazing faces at the end and that put an end to the excitement. I still have to cope with the not so nice reaction he had and somehow I understand. On the other hand I feel this experience is very important for me and I need to come to terms with it. I wrote this spontaneously, when looking at this picture, giving a comment.
Reading my comment back, it had become so lenghty, I decided to copy the picture of Arnd Butoh on my own stream (with a link back to the sourceof course), as the source of inspiration that made me share this confession and get to terms with what has taken me over recently. This picture makes feel me less alone about my personal experience, knowing other people may have similar experiences and dare to share them here. I'm learning about me and I love and dread it!
Born to live/Born to die/into this/you and I/We belong/I confuse the pain as you/Burn into me/Call it magic/Call it love/Ooh…./This is my confession/I try to quit/But I’m aching/All tangled in you/Ooh…./More than a soul connection/I am caught/And under your spell/Lock your door/ Turn the key/Bring the chains/But set me free/I am yours/Cut my heart/Cut me from /Whatever man I was/Break into me/Break into me/Ooh …./This is my confession/I try to quit/But I’m aching/All tangled in you/Ooh…./More than a soul connection/I am caught/ And under your spell/ Don’t leave me here/ Without you near/ I need to feel you breathing/Your eyelids shut/ Upon my heart/Every moment with you/Is too long/Don’t leave me here/Without you near/I need to feel you breathing/Your eyelids shut/Upon my heart/Every moment with you/Is too long/Ooh…./This is my confession/I try to quit/But I’m aching/ All tangled in you/Ooh…./More than a soul connection/I am caught/and under your Spell/Ooh…../This is my confession/I try to quit/But I’m aching/All tangled in you/Ooh……./More than a soul connection/I am caught/And under your spell/ “My confession “by Rie Sinclair
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Message of our Lord Jesus Christ to St. Maria Faustina Kowalska regarding His Divine Mercy:
"Don't ever be afraid to go to confession. When you approach the confessional, know this, that I Myself am waiting there for you. Never analyze what sort of a priest it is that I am making use of... I am only hidden by the priest, but I Myself act in your soul. Here the misery of the soul meets the God of mercy. The greater the sinner, the greater the right he has to My mercy."
(from the diaries of St. Faustina, entries 1602,1725, 723)
Someone once said to me: “ Nothing lasts forever, not even in SL.”
That statement really bothers me and I hope there are not a lot of people who feel the same way. Yes I know life can be very hard and online it can be even harder. In my opinion that statement is false and not even close to the truth.
1) Gods love is and always will be forever
2) A parents love for their children and the love of a child to their parent/s
3) True love: If it is true then it is unconditional and everlasting. Not everyone gets to experience true love, but when you do it is amazing! Love doesn’t always have to be the romantic kind it can also be through close friendship.
Yes there can be hard and/or rough times in a relationship/friendship and that is part of life. None of us are immune to the trials and tribulations in life and there will always be God and true love who will be there for you before and most important, after.
"True friendship is a plant of slow growth, and must undergo and withstand the shocks of adversity before it is entitled to the appellation."
- George Washington
"When true friends meet in adverse hour;
'Tis like a sunbeam through a shower.
A watery way an instant seen,
The darkly closing clouds between."
- Sir Walter Scott
"The friendship that can cease has never been real."
- Saint Jerome
I really hope that we are not teaching our children, our future generations that nothing is forever when it comes to love and happiness. It is the wrong message. I have a very few close friends online but the ones I do have....I promise to you....I may not be perfect....I may not always do the right thing...for I am far from perfect and will make mistakes....but my love for you in good times and bad will be forever and I will always do my best to be there for you in your time of need.
“Love is not written on paper, for paper can be erased. Nor is it etched on stone, for stone can be broken. But it is inscribed on a heart and there it shall remain forever.”
#2 in the series of confessions. Soon, I might actually confess something no one knows. I'll think about it. haha
"When I first saw you
I knew that I'd never forget
This moment in time
Justa smile and you took away my heart
I never knew that my life would change
I never knew that I'd feel this way
Baby, believed me I'm right
Won't try to fight
This feelings inside I can't hide
I think I love You
This I am sure
Coz I miss you
Each time that you go
The things in my heart
The things that i say
are things that are true all the way
I've fallen for you
I'll never let go
Coz I need you
You're the light in my sorrow
THe things in my heart
The things that i say
are things that are true all the way
I love you
The days passed, I woke up
my heart, shot by an arrow
I go on my way
The sun shining everyday
Like, there's no tomorrow
I promise with you I will stay
If you tell me you'd be with me too
say yah do
we're meant for each other
I always believe that we do
the way my world brightens
whenever you're with me I know..."
Sometimes I wonder if I deserve love, too. I spilled my guts after a party. I don't think the two mojitos I imbibed had any effect, but... I hadn't felt so open in many months.
After my testimony, we exchanged phone numbers. We both confessed to a lot of situations in our lives. Perhaps I'll reveal more later... somehow we'd seen each other before in college... we were friends and (very briefly) lovers, but didn't keep in touch after graduation.
That's all for now.
All I'll say is I want to see her again... <3
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Confessions Of A Midnight Stoner
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CONFESSIONS OF A MIDNIGHT STONER
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"Baby Mine" From Disney's Dumbo
Baby mine, don't you cry
Baby mine, dry your eyes
Rest your head close to my heart
Never to part
Baby of mine.
Little One, when you play
Don't you mind what they say
Let those eyes spark and shine
Never a tear
Baby of mine
From your head to your toes (Baby mine)
You're so sweet, goodness knows (Baby mine)
You are so precious to me
Cute as can be
Baby of mine.
**This post, as sweet as can be, is a therapeutic post for me and one that had many tears fall in the creation of. Baby of mine that I will never have, but in my heart you will always be. This goes out to all those who are living life the best they can with empty arms never knowing that little one you knew in your heart you were meant to have.**
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