Blue deadly
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Hmmmmm, I was feeling a little down I guess. Watch the Video here I tell you how I feel but you don’t care / I say tell me the truth but you don’t dare / You say love is a hell you cannot bear / And I say gimme mine back and then go there for all I care I got my feet on the ground and I don’t go to sleep to dream / You’ve got your head in the clouds and you’re not at all what you seem / This mind, this body and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways / So don’t forget what I told you, don’t come around, I got my own hell to raise I have never been so insulted in all my life / I could swallow the seas to wash down all this pride / First you run like a fool just to be at my side / And now you run like a fool but you just run to hide and I can’t abide I got my feet on the ground and I don’t go to sleep to dream / You’ve got your head in the clouds and you’re not at all what you seem / This mind, this body and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways / So don’t forget what I told you, don’t come around, I got my own hell to raise Don’t make it a big deal, don’t be so sensitive / We’re not playing a game anymore / You don’t have to be so defensive Don’t you plead me your case, don’t bother to explain / Don’t even show me your face, ‘cause it’s a crying shame / Just go back to the rock from under which you came / Take the sorrow you gave and all the stakes you claim / And don’t forget the blame I got my feet on the ground and I don’t go to sleep to dream / You’ve got your head in the clouds and you’re not at all what you seem / This mind, this body and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways / So don’t forget what I told you, don’t come around, I got my own hell to raise I got my feet on the ground and I don’t go to sleep to dream / You’ve got your head in the clouds and you’re not at all what you seem / This mind, this body and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways / So don’t forget what I told you, don’t come around, I got my own hell to raise Fiona Apple
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Watch this live: Part 1 Part 2 Towering high above everything is the eleven-minute Goth monster of ‘Watching Me Fall’. Some call it overlong, and that’s reasonable (few eleven minute songs ain’t), but it needs to be overlong. Would a Tyrannosaurus Rex be nearly as imposing if he were ten times smaller than he is supposed to be? Likewise, I can’t imagine a three- or four-minute ‘Watching Me Fall’. It needs space to unwind all of its coils, allocate all of its grinding guitar rolls, give full vent to all the emotions, get that spiritual pus out of the way. And look just how Smith’s emploi has changed. He doesn’t scream any more; when he screams, it’s similar to a deep agonizing moan than to a ravenous fit of anger, like it used to be. This IS a magnificent epic, a perfect summary of a meaningless, wasted life, an ideal soundtrack to “The Fall Of The House Of Usher”, if you wish. So it doesn’t have an instantly memorable riff. Well, neither have lots of opera arias, which this song resembles in scope. Just turn the bass level up loud and feel the power. And listen to that sadistic guitar sound. Or, rather, to that ARMY of sadistic guitar sounds. It rules. Only Solitaire yeah i’ve been watching me fall for it seems like years / watching me grow small, i watch me disappear / slipping out my ordinary world, out my ordinary eyes / yeah slipping out the ordinary me into someone else’s life / into someone else’s life… there’s a thin white cold new moon and the snow is coming down / and the neon bright tokyo lights flicker through the crowd / i’ve been drifting around for hours and i’m lost and i’m tired / when a whisper in my ear insatiable breathes / “why don’t you follow me inside?...” yeah the room is small, the room is bright / her hair is black, the bed is white / and the night is always young / is always young… always young / the night is always young… yeah i’ve been seeing them strip to the bone in the mirror on the wall / seeing her swallow him whole like it’s not me at all / she holds out her hands and i follow her down to my knees / and the sucking inside insatiable smiles / “you will forget yourself in me…” yeah the room is small, the room is bright / her eyes are black, the bed is white / and the night is always young / and the night goes on and on / and the night is always young / and the night is never over and over and over and over and over… and this it’s gone / and this it’s gone / yeah then it’s gone yeah it’s a cruel mean cold new day and outside the snow is still coming down / and in the blood red tokyo bed i watch me coming round / she pulled him down for hours / deeper than i’ve ever been / and as i fall in the mirror on the wall / i’m watching me scream / i’m watching me scream / i’m watching me scream i’m watching me scream yeah i’ve been watching me go for it must be years / watching me get slow, i watch me disappear / and one day, yeah i know, i won’t come back at all… / and always over and over in his ordinary eyes / i’m watching me fall / i’m watching me fall / i’m watching me fall i’m watching me fall The Cure
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A dead tree on the beach at Ilot Maître, New Caledonia
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A dead tree with added life
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Same tree as the one in the “Spooky Tree” photo, just a different POV
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Holga CFN + Portra NC 400 ISO
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Dead plants from my garden sometimes are good subjects…
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I did this one quite a while ago. I was never completely satisfied with it. Don’t get me wrong, there are some things I like about it, but (as is the case with pretty much everything I’ve ever made) it looked a lot better in my head than it ended up looking when it was finished. Damn useless, unable to completely create what’s in my brain right hand! Don’t worry though, I made it pay. I whacked it with a hammer a couple of times. I consider it tough love.
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Yeah this is a bit much.The lizards come and go and this one we found early. At least he will be remembered.
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In Berlin Reinickendorf (Germany)...
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This photograph was taken using the TtV technique and is part of my TtV: Through the Viewfinder Series Photographed using a 50 year old vintage Argoflex Seventy-five and a Canon.
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Blue ringed octopus – highly venemous and can be lethal if bitten. Of course I decided to get the macro lens out and take a nice porttrait!
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These two pelicans looked lost in this strange but equally awesome landscape. / / Border of Victoria/New south Wales, Australia. / Lake Mulwala. / / July 2009.
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Doxa lake, Greece.
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This is my self portrait for NOTLD:RE. / Coming soon will be the line art version.
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The Dead Sea – Jordan
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Dead Sea – Jordan
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