Begetting muse. (Life, Art, Soul) (and a dollop of shit for good measure)
I am speechless. Throughout the past decade of my life, this man’s life and work have inspired within me much that is… indescribable. His muse begets my own (and indefeasibly, so many others) in manners which are, at best, aethereal.
I am humbled, yet again, by his life, his art, his soul.
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(you get that instead of a pretty straight horizontal line because I got shit from w3c for using an <hr /> and, big surprise, I just don’t care about the OCD and perfectionism right now. Louder voices than those in my head right now. My “line”’s nicer anyway.
Aaaand now for the slippery downwards slope. (shaddup. i’ll misuse/bastardise logic if i want to).
Posting this NOW before any of my ’shit’ gets into it… I feel like a failure; no pic. I’ve taken hundreds of pics in the past few days and I’m trying to get them onto flickr. I just seem to have given myself so much else to do, or too much at once. What else is new…
Getting a haircut today. Yay. My ‘dresser is another ‘beautiful angel of my world’ (BAM!W). She’s the High Queen of ‘teh shit’. I’m so glad she was in town and had not fled off to one of her ‘other’ cities. When she ‘flips out’, that’s the way she goes. When I flip out, I’m a “small spider under a rock”.
Baby’s got back. Trying to get used to my glasses again, even though they’re an older prescription. My eyes are dye-ing. I only have one pic with me wearing the glasses, and it’s old. I fucked around with it a bit because I’m sick of the original, which had been up forever, on psycho stalker’s ’site’. I loathe having the ‘ability’ (yeeeah) of being this hypersensitive / empathic / emotionally haemorrhagic. If you’re not ‘taught’ when you’re young to feel like you’re worth more than the antimatter of shit, maybe you get a better chance. I’m not kidding; if you’re a parent who’s not serious about parenting or about your children, then put them up for adoption. It’s for the best, and really, if you’re just going to fuck them up anyway….
My genes will not go on. This was always ‘fact’ for me, but lately (must be all the baby-popping going around), it’s upsetting. Fucking blood, hormones and tissue. The misogynist in me is also flaring up. I flip between discounting and reviling them all and desperately trying to feel ‘a part of the female ‘thing’). I’m a lifelong misandrist too. Where does that leave you, really? Exactly.
March 8th, 2007 at 2:39 pm
Prescription six years old? Ouch, this can not be good… whats going on, why are you needing to use those?
DJ
March 8th, 2007 at 3:01 pm
Lack of insurance at the time
(and the desire to spend my own money on replacing the lenses) (and I’m fickle and might get new frames, heheh.)
Add some laziness, and presto.
You should talk to my husband about ‘old prescriptions’. I think he said he’s had his glasses since … grade 10. We’ll just say that was a long damn time ago
So they’re very stylin’ (heheh). Actually, the frames are that old, but the lenses MAY have been replaced at some point… I just like to NAG him too much about getting glasses that don’t take up half his face, because he has such beautiful eyes and an amazingly expressive face… the world needs to see! 
heheheh. I’m getting my ass handed to me tonight, heheh. (if he reads this, that is, heh.)
I think I want to go for either black, green or purple frames, heheh. Although after these titanium frames (which weigh nothing, but it still takes my face a while to ‘adjust’), I’m not sure plastic would be the best way to go. Meh, I’ll buy what I like, I guess.
Fickle fickle fickle… 
A good friend once gave me one of those ‘little mister, little miss’ (whatever) book of just that one - Little Miss Fickle. I was so proud… (?) hehehehe 
March 9th, 2007 at 2:17 pm
a rectangular plastic thick black frame, the one which are small in size which give your face a studious, hotty, mysterious, thinker, hidden, intelligent kinda look…
I guess that should be the best match
March 9th, 2007 at 3:11 pm
-Exactly- what I’m looking for, Salman!
‘Sexy AND literate (legit. literate, darnit!!)’ heheh. You’re too sweet for your own good, Salman - thank you for the compliment(s!) (I think… hehehehe 
Unless that was just a general ‘what women look best in glasses-wise’, in which case - I agree completely!)
I think it’ll be a nice change… I’m getting excited about it, woohoo.
(I got my hair done this crazy blonde on top and chocolate brown underneath last night, and it’s still freaking me out (in a good way!) when I walk into the washroom and/or just encounter a mirror anywhere - it’s very… “Who the heck is THAT?!”) So much fun to feel alive again…
~CURSES certain ‘wreaks-havoc’ medications~
March 11th, 2007 at 11:31 am
Yeah it does feel real good when u re-discover yourself after like spending a big period of life some other way.
That wasn’t a general comment. Your face “will” look good with those glasses
TRUST ME!
:))
May 7th, 2007 at 4:00 pm
Having had an interest in Titanium for many years, I find your post an interesting read, Whilst I am not totally in agreement with some of your points, I must say it is well written.
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Okay. Me here. (RAE
). This post made my day better, even though/if it’s spam. I put ‘IF’ because obviously, I’ve been burned before. Who knows, maybe people like to emulate spammers for fun? 
Either way, it made me feel good, hahah, that some random literally NOBODY found my post an interesting read, his (not to mention my OWN!) interest in Titanium for many years aside. . .
*sighs* It’s the comments such as these that really make you feel appreciated.
*glowing*
Yeah, I’m serious. And seriously messed too, but meh
(NO, not chemically or druggedly. Sheesh. I DO NOT POST while under the influence of ANYTHING other than myself. I only (?!) have one active addiction at the moment anyhow, other than the eating issues (no, I’m not being flippant about them on purpose. nowait-), so… erm. Yeah. I’ll back off o’ myself ‘n’ stuff. So it doesn’t potentially feel as though I’m expecting any of you guys too. Because I really, and TRULY expect nothing, at best, from any of my unfortunate readers. It’s not as though I don’t KNOW and aren’t trying to DO SOMETHING ABOOT IT 
Not to mention tried to be as forthcoming as I possibly can short of handing out my social security number. About my supposed identity, any way. My ACTUAL identity is IN THE WORKS. If it’s not obvious to you, then… AUURGH, just go away 
*screaming silently at herself here - SHE KNOWS!* ;P or rather, *and hopes YOU DO TOO* 
).
erm. Yeah. I am teh Spam Infiltrator.
♫ It’s the same old S.O.S. . . . ;P
May 7th, 2007 at 7:37 pm
Oh god. “SHE”’s baaaack
Re: just having re-read this and landed on:
Fucking blood, hormones and tissue. The misogynist in me is also flaring up. I flip between discounting and reviling them all and desperately trying to feel ‘a part of the female ‘thing’). I’m a lifelong misandrist too. Where does that leave you, really? Exactly.
And before all of the lovely drugs that made sure I didn’t get pregnant as a teen/younger adult (yeah, I know - I have no idea why they refer to people - erm - I’mna have to interrupt myself again, sorry. There’s no room in my heart for any more ridiculous sweeping and illogical “like me”/woe is me-type rhetoric, aurrgh) (hehehhehhe
I had fun, back there, though. Hope I didn’t hurt anyone… else, that is 
*sighs*!!) - erm… where was I? Oh yeah. Trying not to blatantly bitch about how much birth control meds have fucked up my menstruation, or more specifically, the week before, during and after, WHENEVER that ends up(?!?!) being. I always had an exemplary period, compared to ‘all the other girls’… (I was a ‘boy’ in my mind, until I was 16. I’m not JUST being pretentious… *sighs* ;P I know, I know - who am I trying to convince?! 
) - can I seriously FINISH that thought back there, wherever it may be lost?
Meh. Maybe later. When I’m not being stabbed with various hot knives and tortured invisibly and hormonally like so many cans of exploding soda pop. or something… ;P oooh.. the mentos (sp? sorry. ooh, such a shame I’m not sure about the spelling of freaking mentos
how the should I know? maybe they DID try to get creative and put an h in it. obviously I don’t (ahahahahh i’m so fullofSHIT!) ‘care’ ;P - me poking fun at the asinine ‘hate’ is the opposite of ‘love’. yeah, no. apathy. STOP TEACHING US THAT CRAP IN SCHOOL. erm. kthxbai)
Erm. Wot? Did somebody say something?
*crawls off, wincing all the way*
I’m so glad y’all are hopefully born with the innate ability to ignore the frick outta my ass
*hugs* ‘n’ ♥ all that.
But mostly Peace
*RUNS!*