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We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.
We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.
"Wrong, Do it again!"
"If you don't eat yer meat, you can't have any pudding. How can you
have any pudding if you don't eat yer meat?"
"You! Yes, you behind the bikesheds, stand still laddy!"
These two claimed to be Sonja & Satriani, my Pirate Space Raccoon co-conspirators. I wasn't fooled! So, I wuz about to use The Wand O' Sarcasm when suddenly the pizza arrived. PARTY TIME!
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My primal scream would be a sarcasm, a faux amis or a clang association. I grew up in Romford in Essex, with walks in Epping forest, the smell of vegetable-based Castrol R at Sunday race meets, fresh air & exercise in off-season Jaywick-on-Sea and night fishing along at Holland Haven. Now I live in the best country in the world, ha ha. I’m deeply pessimistic about the future of the planet. I don’t know what to do so I leave it up to you. From an early age I’ve been appalled by the size of the universe and the idea of dying. If I believe in anything it’s the latest local weather forecast interpreted with a huge dose of irrational optimism. I like Patti Smith, Jimi Hendrix, Milton H. Erickson, Samuel Beckett, Edward Hopper, Jessica Lang, David Thelwis, wikipedia and the Guardian. My favourite colours are blue and yellow.
"Who is OculusNuva to me? Sure, he's my Self-MOC, but what does he represent?
What is it that I'm trying to capture? A certain personality? Or maybe a better body?
To me, Oculus encapsulates the overcoming of weakness. The striving through the night until the sun reveals a brighter day.
Oculus is the image of everything I want to be; a big, strong, heroic person that has a caring personality. Sure he can get into trouble or make spontaneous decisions, but he's just another person, he can't be perfect.
He has a functional and acceptably fit body, and with his mask of power he can stretch the limitations of his regular strength.
Oculus will always be a part of me. I've spent much time to understand and relate with him to the point of where he's an extension of my personality. If you are to say the word "oculus", I will always turn my head to see who called me. That Gold Pakari will always be part of me, it hides back behind my mask of skin, someplace much deeper."
This drawing was inspired by a photo from Yantra X. It's a fat dragonfly;-) They're quite rare.
With one hand he stuffs leaves and a fly into his mouth.
un sourire dangereux...un beau sourire espiegle... - merci, REAL [PRO]........Merci pour les gentils commentaires........
Photography is about capturing souls, not smiles. - Dragan Tapshanov
Snakes just love my yard. Grrrrr!! The skin is about 4 feet long. Yay! (sarcasm)
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Of all the things that have occurred in the past month or so and around the world, nothing obviously can compare to the controversy of the Starbucks red cup. (Said with the most heart felt sarcasm possible.) Does anyone really care about what colour the cup is or about the absence of something cheerful and Christmassy 'not' written on it? I really don't, truly, I don't, but if we were to write 'our own story' on the plain red cup, why were we not given a marker, a gold or silver one, with every cup? That, I may have cared about...I could have used the marker to sign photos, address my very Merry Christmas/Happy Holiday cards...but NO!!...instead, I kept the plain red cup, brought home the plain red cup, so I could mock the plain red cup, and in the spirit of the season, not give a damn about the plain red cup. Oh, humbug, now I feel sorry for the poor little plain red cup....it deserves to be used, it's not its fault....
Anger is part of who we are too —
and it also deserves to be seen.
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Patience, frustration, cynicism, sarcasm, disbelief, contemplation.......
All kinda rolled into one.
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It might be hard to believe but this building was (and now is again) a part of the church. It was heavily reconstructed in 1937 as a museum of atheism (a Stalinist sarcasm). Then after the WWII it became a studio and office of Soyuzmultfilm - the biggest and the most famous Soviet animation company. In 2018 it was returned back to the church.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soyuzmultfilm
ru.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D0%A6%D0%B5%D1%80%D0%BA%D0%BE%D0%B...
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Some people have a tattoo with their fathers ashes. This is simular .....isn't it? :-) The coat was a goat:-)
we've been trapped inside for days unable to play wildly outside because it's been raining nonstop. i found mukha lying by the door being bored and asked her what she thought about all this rain. she said she just absolutely loves it, forced a little smile and rolled her eyes!
hmm 11:30 on a friday night at home ,falling asleep,and editing a photo. now thats excitement #sarcasm
Depuis que le silence
n'est plus le père de la musique
depuis que la parole a fini d'avouer
qu'elle ne nous conduit qu'au silence
les gouttières pleurent
il fait noir et il pleut
Dans l'oubli des noms et des souvenirs
il reste quelque chose à dire
entre cette pluie et Celle qu'on attend
entre le sarcasme et le testament
entre les trois coups de l'horloge
et les deux battements du sang
Mais par où commencer
depuis que le midi du pré
refuse de dire pourquoi
nous ne comprenons la simplicité
que quand le coeur s'est brisé
~ Nicolas Bouvier ~
Lemmings are small creatures with wild reputations. In the 17th century, naturalists perplexed by the habit of Norway lemmings to suddenly appear in large numbers, seemingly out of nowhere, came to the conclusion that the animals were being spontaneously generated in the sky and then falling to earth like rain. (The prosaic truth is that they migrate in herds.) Some people also thought that lemmings explode if they become sufficiently angry. This is also a myth, of course—lemmings are indeed one of the more irascible rodents, but they mostly channel their rage into fights with other lemmings. People probably came up with the notion of exploding lemmings after seeing the picked-over lemming carcasses that were left behind following a migration.
*So why is the myth of mass lemming suicide so widely believed? For one, it provides an irresistible metaphor for human behavior. Someone who blindly follows a crowd—maybe even toward catastrophe—is called a lemming. *
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The Editors of Encyclopædia Britannica
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But can you see why I haven't posted my face lately? I'm currently at war with my cystic acne. I know, it's hot, isn't it? Don't be jealous. (note my sarcasm there if you hadn't picked that up yet)
But it's been a long week, so I suppose, I'm alive, I'll be grateful for that. I just quit my job at the school paper after a few years being there on and off. My best friend at school is the new editor in chief and neither of us were too great at seperating work and fun. It was kind of like a bad relationship you keep going back to thinking things are going to be so great... but then you realize that you can't win, that you ultimately left because things weren't working for you... and well, I finally broke the cycle before any more damage is done. I haven't really talked to my friend yet, I sort of want the dust to settle before we talk so that I don't say anything out of spite in the heat of the moment, because I most likely don't mean it. I really hope we can salvage things and that he can forgive me and understand my decision. I'm taking my blame, and I just want him to acknowledge some changes so we can move on. Cross your fingers, I guess.
Anywho, before bed, end of a long day of work and class. My eyes are still kinda pretty even if the rest of me isn't. An my big ass lip ring is back. I lost the stud :( Oh, and my hair is all one color. It's weird for me. It's also in pigtail braids... like it is often. I don't have the time or the patience to dry it in the morning.
IN ENGLISH BELOW THE LINE
Foto presa amb una Zeiss-Ikon Contax II fabricada el 1936; objectiu KMZ Jupiter-12 f2.8/35mm fabricat el 1959; pel·licula Revelab BW-XX (Kodak Double-X o Eastman 5222), revelada amb Bellini D96 sense diluir.
Auschwitz. Què més puc dir més enllà d’aquest toponim en alemany d’una vila polonesa. Tots ja sabeu què fou, de 1940 a 1945. Aquí es creà un camp de concentració per la explotació salvatge i mortal dels enemics del III Reich. Però sobretot a partir de 1943 i a la seva extensió (i futur camp independent) de Birkenau: l’extermini dels jueus europeus a nivell industrial.
En aquest cas, el camp original (Auschwitz I o Stammlager Auschwitz (camp principal)) fou creat el juny de 1940 en una antiga caserna del exèrcit polonès. Per això està format per edificis de maons de dues plantes, tant diferent de Birkenau. Els nazis hi afegiren més blocs, torres de vigilancia i filferrades. Entorn el camp proliferaren industries de guerra alemanes, aprofitant sense pietat la ma d'obra esclava. Tot i no ser el camp on es va produir la major part de l'extemini massiu (Birkenau), Auschwitz I fou un infern espantós per a tot aquell que hi va anar a parar. L'esperança de vida mitjana era d'uns 3 mesos i els morts foren centenars de milers.
ca.wikipedia.org/wiki/Auschwitz
www.auschwitz.org/en/history/kl-auschwitz-birkenau/
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Picture taken with my Zeiss Ikon Contax II made in 1936; KMZ Jupiter-12 f2.8/35mm lens, made in 1959; Revelab BW-XX (Kodak Double-X a.k.a. Eastman 5222) film, developed in undiluted Bellini D96.
Auschwitz. What else can I say beyond this toponym in German of a Polish town. You all know what it was, from 1940 to 1945. Here a concentration camp was created for the savage and deadly exploitation of the enemies of the Third Reich. But especially from 1943 and in its extension (and future independent camp) of Auschwitz II - Birkenau. The extermination of European Jews at an industrial level.
In this case, the original and main camp (Auschwitz I or Stammlager Auschwitz) was created in June 1940 in an old Polish army barracks. That is why it consists of two-story brick buildings, so different from Birkenau. The Nazis added more blocks, watchtowers and barbed wire. German war industries proliferated around the camp, exploiting slave labor mercilessly. Despite not being the camp where most of the mass extermination took place (Birkenau), Auschwitz I was a terrifying hell for everyone who ended up there. The average life expectancy was about 3 months and the dead were hundreds of thousands.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Auschwitz_concentration_camp
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