Bob Marley was born today in 1945! One Love Bob Marley! Happy Birthday to an icon, gone…but never forgotten!
Bob Marley was born on February 6, 1945 in Nine Mile, Jamaica.
Bob Marley was born on February 6, 1945 in Nine Mile, Jamaica.
Stinging…that was the immediate response, then came a bit of shock…not the kind of shock you die from, but the kind that shatters your heart. Weird thing is…I kinda liked it. Is that wrong? I felt ashamed of myself as the adrenaline coursed through my veins. I felt I didn’t deserve it, but I wanted it again…shame, doubt or am I perverse? Maybe I am a victim? Who would I tell? Because I still kinda liked the sting…that reminded me I was fully aware and alive.
Twisted in agony I am. Depressed, alone, darkness. Cast, no really, cast in this immobile image. Once I walked amongst other human-beings. Now, am I, am I in Hell? I see nothing but blank stares, looking through me, or what used to be me. I scream, but everyone is deaf. They wander, in pain, looking for an exit. But there is none!
Hello, our name is Death…and we are here for your soul today. Â Â Â Â Â We already know you weren’t expecting us. Coupled together, we are. 2 human shells… spliced, stitched, plumbed and wired as a single unit, and today, my friend, is your day. Tears won’t stop it. Prayer won’t stop it. It’s too late slave. We own you now. Our home is your emptiness.
The strings sing my sadness in tones no human voice can reach. I am waiting for death. I wait, sadly and quietly, with seconds of nothingness amongst hours of sheer panic. I wonder to myself “is this life?” I never get an answer. I never hear a voice telling me what to do. I pray at times, but fall asleep before I get to the “amen” part. Prayer is like counting sheep backwards for me I guess.
The apparatus had a firm grip on my torso, squeezing ever so slightly. Slightly but consistently constantly. The girl across the way was already dead. Her bodily juices running down the machines mechanical, clawed hand and smacking the floor louder than machine-gun fire! Her body was slowly turning ash colored as her life blood ran down the industrial killing machine’s hand. No matter how hard the apparatus squeezed the life out of us, it was never enough for the entity that once protected us. Rich in the Billions and Politicians were exempt…under their health care plans!
Lost Gigs, floating in a cloud, around my dismantled mind. Untied, untangled and set free…gone forever. Now, I am considered insane. I am not Insane alone. I am CreAtivelY INSANE.
A picture is worth a thousand words, sometimes more. She was so sad, I could only compare it to the sadness of someone who has lost a partner in life. I didn’t know what to say…I stuttered and stammered. I asked her if she was okay finally, after I ate some mushrooms. I don’t remember what happened next. Now I am broken-hearted.
Until I found my own identity. I let the Morbid One rob me of who I was for so many years. Now I know. The Morbid One was part of me. I had to exorcise that piece of me that was defeating me! I won.
American. Freedom.Democratic.Founded. ON Slavery and death. Death of Americans already living here! The Rich have gotten richer, and more elite, if possible. The poor have moved into poverty-stricken and the middle class is poor! But…But…the Rich have gotten Richer! The margin is growing wider, too wide to be bridged anymore! Republicans scream socialism at the left while capitalism is at an all time HIGH! Wow! Why bother. Big Brother wants our eyes gouged out and mouth sewn shut. The girl above is THE perfect American according to recent people polls!
According to movies and maybe in the Bible, the dead will be judged before God at the End of Times. Man, it sucks if you have been dead for awhile…what kind of afterlife would it be if you were half-rotten? What if you were only a Femur? The rest was gone? You are screwed! Right? What if you were just a pelvis? That wouldn’t be much of an after-life, even if you were on a Gold Street!
Written By Emery Myers
Nature’s Art…There IS NO Competition. Beautiful, warm images for a SNOWY day! brought to you by http://www.cannablogna.com
Nature is taken for granted on a gargantuan scale. “Pinning down exact numbers is nearly impossible, but most experts agree that we are losing upwards of 80,000 acres of tropical rainforest daily, and significantly degrading another 80,000 acres every day on top of that. Along with this loss and degradation, we are losing some 135 plant, animal and insect species every day—or some 50,000 species a year—as the forests fall.” ~Scientific American~
“According to researcher and writer Rhett Butler, who runs the critically acclaimed website, Mongabay.com, tropical rainforests are incredibly rich ecosystems that play a key role in the basic functioning of the planet. They help maintain the climate by regulating atmospheric gases and stabilizing rainfall, and provide many other important ecological functions.” ~Scientific American~
When the rain forests are gone, we will soon follow I fear. The beauty, mystery and protection the rainforests offer all of us, are disappearing at alarming rates as indicated by the prestigious group, Scientific American.
These photographs of nature, really can’t be reproduced on canvas. Once all of the biological organisms are gone, they are gone! Gone forever, Â Just as the image below illustrates, the Rainforests are becoming scenes from the apocalypse.
Nature has a purpose. Life! When we change eco-systems, we change the outcome for all living entities on this beautiful planet!
“Because carbon dioxide is so long-lived in the atmosphere, it could effectively lock Earth and future generations into warming not just for decades and centuries, but literally for thousands of years,” atmospheric scientist Susan Solomon of the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration, who chaired the report, said at a July 16 press briefing held to release it. She compared CO2 to cheesecake: “If I knew that every pound of cheesecake that I ate would give me a pound that could never be lost, I think I would eat a lot less cheesecake.” By David Biello
I think Mr. Biello sums it up rather clearly in the above paragraph taken from Scientific American. Although, he is a scientist, I don’t think it takes a scientist to have common sense about this issue. If you believe AT ALL in science, this shouldn’t be a “hard pill to swallow”.
Lose yourself in these beautiful pictures of nature. Imagine what it would be like to swim the warm waters in the beautiful, clear waters of nature!
Next, try to imagine yourself at a site of deforestation in the Amazon, smell the diesel fumes, step into the bulldozers tracks. Smell the burning of trees, animals, insects and plants…not a very attractive scene or image to have in your brain!
Any support can help. Even though this destruction is not in America like it is in Central America, we all share this world. It is one large organism.
Protect it. Enjoy it. Become an activist! Just getting information out to the people can help!
One last beautiful Nature Picture!
By Emery Myers
More information on activism: https://support.nature.org/site/Donation2?10420.donation=form1&df_id=10420&matchtype=b&creative=39112985558&device=c&network=g&src=sea.AWP.PR0.CP115.AD467.KW3119.MT1.BU190&gclid=CKe_tPSzs7wCFSUS7AodGwUADA
http://www.rainforestconservation.org/
http://www.rainforest-alliance.org/adopt
http://www.scientificamerican.com/article/how-much-global-warming-are-we-willing-to-take/
Insane Pieces of Art! aggressive artistry Shoved Down Your Throat!
I don’t know the name of the artist and I am glad I don’t. I like to think their art explains who they, the artists, are! This image portrays a strong, sexual person to me. I feel confused by the picture! It makes me think and feel, though not necessarily all positive, it does force me to feel…very conflicted and a little violated!
What else can be said for Angiospermae Insane? The image is awesome. Not much more to say. Enjoy!
Nature always has the finest canvas! Nature supplies all of the elements needed for the perfect painting! This picture is worth millions of words! What else can I possibly say?
This has got to be one of the most awesome tattoos in the world! Enough said!
This is an actual person! Art takes many shapes, forms and dimensions!
I think any artist would agree with this saying. I sure relate to it. Many people, people very close to me…don’t understand me. I am an artist, a writer, a free-thinker, different…atypical! I am labeled a weirdo by some, I’m sure…that doesn’t bother me anymore. I am comfortable in my own, scarred, worn skin! I am NO genius. I am of average intelligence but I am finally free! I am myself and I am free! I make no lies for who I am anymore! Be true to you! Fuck what anyone else thinks! Be yourself. Love yourself. Believe in yourself…no matter how “crazy” society labels you, remember, your NOT crazy…you ARE creatively insane!
This is the kind of art that stimulates dormant parts or under-worked parts of the human brain. That makes this priceless art too!
This piece is so bizarre, so odd, so insane, how could you not love it. It’s raw and human…but so wrong at the same time. It is wrong in the right way.
I hope you have enjoyed a few minutes of art in your day! I know I have. Don’t get bit by any sharks!
by Emery Myers
Art from: google images
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