What must any of us do before we can understand what we read in the Book of Life? When is one ready to write upon its pages his or her own contributions?
Life is no passive gathering of information. It is not a spectator sport. Only in participation is one truly alive. In order to express feelings or opinions about anything in life, one must have a personal experience of it. Only personal experience conveys the qualification and the right to speak, to write or to create art as explanation and explication of any topic of discussion and debate.
We amaze ourselves with our achievement when we look at photographs taken of objects by man trillions of light years away, yet we are still so primitive a species that we throw rocks at one another. We grasp tightly onto the words, rituals, and beliefs of our ancestors, that our reverence might imbue them with magic and ultimate truth, so fearful and unprepared are we to attempt to understand or even acknowledge new realities and more accurate truths.
We clothe and feed ourselves from creatures we deem lesser than ourselves, even though technology has eliminated the need for this sacrifice. Can any of us who have been shown love by an animal ever look a pet in the eye and not see a kindred soul returning the gaze? Is it not our recognition of similar thoughts, feelings, needs and emotions in animals the very reason we are drawn to them and bond with them and bring them in to shelter within our homes and the bosom of our families?
The Importance of Ponies
Horse Power In Art History
Power & Grace In Motion
Above and beyond that, a unique aesthetic beauty unmatched by any other living creature in creation. There is the reality of the horse and there is the idea of the horse. Combined in a single construct, a special art has existed to celebrate the horse since the first human artists used the stone walls of their cave dwellings as the first canvases. Watching Werner Herzog’s 2010 documentary on the Chauvet Caves in southern France, Cave of Forgotten Dreams (2010), gives one a sense of the powerful bond of human and horse, of the capture of early humanit
Mansions of The Mind
“Some use Ink, I confide in Silver”
— Lauren E. Simonutti
Quote by Lauren E. Simonutti
“ The misfirings of my beloved/despised mind that conspire to convince me to destroy all have rendered me housebound and led to a solitary life. A creature of past, proof, memory and imaginary friends, I am aware enough to know the things I see and hear are not real, but that does not mean I do not still see and hear them.”
For a very long time Lauren Simonutti's haunting photographs were a spectral presence amongst
cephalalgia by zilla774
There’s a small cloud on the horizon as I stir from my sleep.
It is small and might blow away, but it feels too familiar to me. I shouldn’t take any risks. I turn myself over and try to push it away. It is so very early in the morning. I simply cannot bring myself to get up. I will live to regret this.
Two hours later I awake. The small cloud is bigger now, the tip of it touching the sun
We carelessly pollute our atmosphere, the single biosphere that sustains us, with the unnecessary waste products of our energy systems. Even though we have been gifted with the miracle of the singular star anchoring our solar system that made all Life on Earth possible. This same star can provide all the energy we will ever need. Why do we allow the corrupt, greedy few endanger the future survival of the vast global majority? These are the shameful passages of fearfulness, cowardice and indifference that darken the Book of Life.
When did we stop listening to our elders—those with the life experience to know better?
Those whose deep wisdom is informed by the bitter struggles that are Life’s lessons?
They are founts of Information that could be invaluable and always available to us. Yet we choose to put them away in homes once their needs interfere with our lifestyles. Those who were the active participants in Life, whose minds are treasure troves of accumulated experience, are warehoused to await death along with those who chose to remain bystanders.
Its Tea Time
Its Tea Time
APH cosplay–Tea time by snowhaven
It’s time for a tea break
Everyone has their little routines for arranging and breaking up their days.
The most interesting ones are those that give you a break from fixating on imminent deadlines, when problems are coming at you ten times every hour and you need to recalibrate a little just to breathe. There must be a moment to reorganize and process information. Counter–intuitively, “takin
Clive Barker: Return of The Dark Master
His Books of Blood in the 1980s established him as a premier master of the horror narrative, on an equal level or even surpassing Stephen King, who said of him;
I have seen the future of horror, his name is Clive Barker.
Like King, Barker’s works of horror have been adopted and adapted for movies, his stories becoming the basis for the Hellraiser and Candyman series and many more. Beyond his stories being used as source material, Barker has worked as screenwriter, producer, actor and director in the film world.
As with Stephen King, many of
Paul Tobin, There and Back Again
Most denizens of the West think of New Zealand as a little known outpost of civilization somewhere beyond Australia at the ends of the Earth.
Could any land be any farther from the European motherland, birthplace of the Renaissance that is the Genesis-point of the visual arts narrative we continue expanding and evolving today? And yet this remote country of islands in the Pacific has suddenly become a cinematic storytelling powerhouse, a film-friendly factory for the creation of some of the most important touchstone mass entertainment experiences to influence our popular culture in recent years.
It is never too late to go back to the Book, to pick it up and dust it off. Open its pages and dip that quill deeply as you seek to capture the most honest and accurate assessments of your life experiences. Scratch into the pages the most salient and illuminating details of the experiences in your life. We have only each other and the records of life we leave in our wake to learn from. You are not inconsequential, not in your Book, for there you are a powerful transformative agent, the Hero who must triumph in writing his or her story – a tale instructing in how to protect and secure the future for all those wise enough to consider your words.
A Modern Day Fairy Godmother
the lilac wood by Lillyxandra
There’s a hint of fairy dust in the air at the Firefly Path workshop where JoEllen Elam (Lillyxandra) brings her fairytale costume creations to life.
Weaving her magic through every piece of the enchanting princess gowns and fantastical fairie wears she creates, JoEllen is here to show that Cinderella isn’t the only one with a fairy godmother. Armed with only a love for cosplaying, a passion for costuming and a can—do attitude, this self taught costume designer beg
Pursuit of a Dream
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Trekking at Sunset
by MetaWorks, JoeyVazquez, sanjun
Felipe Cagno’s Long Journey to “The Lost Kids: Seeking Samarkang.”
Many deviants know well…
…“The Lost Kids: Seeking Samarkand”, the 200+ pages graphic novel written and created by Brazilian storyteller FelipeCagno.
What few know is the story of how it took him almost a decade to bring this story to the public between script re–writes, produc
Every Book of Life can be read and experienced on its own, but there are always so many more things to be revealed in the sequels and prequels and contemporary narratives of other active participants in Life. Fulfill the promise of this greatest franchise by taking risks with your writing in the service of truth. This instruction may sound obtuse presently, but you’ll know what to “say” when your ultimate moment of truth presents itself at the most inopportune time and place.