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• Who are you ?
  by Darren Sharp

  If you can start the day without caffeine, / If you can get going without pep pills, / If you can always be cheerful, ignoring aches and pa…

  If you can start the day without caffeine, / If you can get going without pep pills, / If you can always be cheerful, ignoring aches and pains, / If you can resist complaining and boring people with your troubles, / If you can eat the same food everyday and be grateful for it, / If you can understand when your loved ones are too busy to give you any time, / If you can take criticism and blame without resentment, / If you can ignore a friend’s limited education and never correct him, / If you can resist treating a rich friend better than a poor friend, / If you can conquer tension without medical help, / If you can relax without liquor, / If you can sleep without the aid of drugs, / Then you are probably the family dog!!!!!!

• A lesson this week....
  by Wendy Slee

  “ I think my Daddy’s going to die” she said. I had found her standing by herself staring out the glass door at the back of my house, m…

  “ I think my Daddy’s going to die” she said. I had found her standing by herself staring out the glass door at the back of my house, maybe watching the trees, maybe not really seeing anything. “I know, sweety” I said. “Your Daddy is very sick, and he might die, but they are trying to fix him at the hospital” / I did not know what else to say. Her big brown eyes fixed on mine, unblinking. / “It’s because of the alcohol, he drinks too much alcohol”. Stunned, I did not know what to say. For a child so young, she had seen too many things, and had worked out a lot for herself. “Two drinks is okay” she said, wisely nodding to herself “but more than that makes you sick. It’s not good to have more than that.” My heart broke for her. Yet she did not seem sad. Somehow, that was what made it worse. She was totally accepting of the situation, it was like it was an everyday experience to be taken on, worked though and discarded. For me, the whole situation had shocked me and filled me with grief. / I had followed the ambulance from town, on my way home from work. The sight of an ambulance, lights flashing, on its way along the highway towards my farm home, was an unusual one, and it filled me with dread. / “Please turn off. Please don’t be someone in my family” I silently prayed as I drove behind it. There were not many homes along that stretch of road, as it was mainly farmland. I felt ashamed for hoping it was someone other than my family. Then the ambulance turned into my neighbour’s driveway. / My heart thumped. A young couple with young kids – not a good sign; worse still, a man who had succumbed to depression after losing his mother, his grandmother and a friend in the past year, and more recently having lost his job and dealing with relationship troubles. I had felt his pain before and it was vast. These were people I cared about, I so desired to help, yet it seemed impossible to know where to begin. Sometimes friendship seems such a small and helpless thing against the demons that haunt people’s lives Neighbours were running across the paddock at the sight of the ambulance. The son stood at the door, white face, showing the ambos in and leading them to…… A man, OD’d on the bedroom floor. Purple… foaming at the mouth ………… dying. The fourteen year old boy, traumatized, quivering in shock, tells me had been at home with his little sister and the phone had rung. He had taken it up to his stepdad’s room to give him the call, and found him like that. His eyes were haunted, the tears quivered right there, he all but broke down and I prepared myself to hug him, but then something hauled him back and he blocked it. His Mum was home now, it would be all right. “Help me get your little sister’s clothes and school things” I said to him, “and she can come home with me for the night. I will take care of her and get her to school tomorrow. That will make it easier for your Mum”. The little girl was wandering around the house totally oblivious to the drama unfolding, telling everyone who would listen / “My daddy hurt himself. He had an accident.” The boy handed me a school bag and one pair of pants. He could not focus, could not think. He did not know what to do. I told him I would take care of it, give his sister my own daughter’s clothes….it would be okay. I asked if he would like to come with us, but he said no. He wanted to stay with his Mum. I wanted to hug him, but he had a barrier up that seemed to preclude anyone coming close to comfort him. I plucked up the courage and walked back up to the bedroom. I did not look down. I tried to block the sight of the ambulance officers, working on the body on the floor. I caught the eye of the woman, my friend and neighbour, and just said “I am taking your daughter home with me, to help you out…..” But she did not hear, her face white and distressed staring blankly across the room at me. So the little girl happily got in my car as if it was the greatest adventure ever. She was the same age as my daughter and they were school friends. All she could think about was staying with Maya. It was going to be fun. I was amazed at the resilience of small children, how they could seemingly shed the horror of things they had witnessed and just play. What a blessing it was that they could “just play”. I was holding back tears and shock at what had just taken place in that home, yet this little girl could only think about what fun she was going to have. But now, a few hours later, she had played for a while, the novelty was over, and reality had set in. She had wandered to a place by herself as her little mind tried to come to terms with what was happening. “I think my Daddy’s going to die”.

• Do you all smoke pot or do drugs?
  by Darren Stones

  Come on you RedBubble arty farty blokes and sheilas – do you all smoke pot or do drugs? Is drinking piss a thing of the past? Sorry I…

  Come on you RedBubble arty farty blokes and sheilas – do you all smoke pot or do drugs? Is drinking piss a thing of the past? Sorry I can’t offer some useless bit of controversy, but surely some of you indulge in grog to dampen the senses? Click here for; Your favourite Aussie country pubs

• [group news] PSYCHEDELIC ARTS & DESIGNS
  by webgrrl

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  / click header image to take you directly to the group or click here h1.GROUP GUIDELINES: TAG YOUR IMAGE! PLEASE TAG YOUR IMAGE with Psychedelic_Arts or Psychedelic ” / THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT, or your images may be removed. / If you are submitting a piece of art into this group, then by logic, it should have ‘PSYCHEDELIC’ in the tags Submit up to TWO (2) images per section (art/clothing) per person, per day. Make an effort to comment on at least one image in the group pool by others, each time you post. Do not submit images that are similar, one after another, we like variety :) If you are not sure whether your image is Psychedelic or not, just ask me. / Bubblemail me with the link of your image. / WHY WAS MY IMAGE REMOVED?: images that are not considered ‘psychedelic’ will be removed. Please read the groups description to see if your images have the qualities of Psychedelic Arts before submitting, if you are not sure.. please excuse me if i dont write to each one thats removed with the explanations.. You are welcome to write to me to enquire, if you would like to know why it wasnt ‘psychedelic’ enuf.. :) about this group/what to post: / Fantastic, metaphysical and surrealistic subject matter, kaleidoscopic, fractal or paisley patterns, bright and/or highly contrasting colours, extreme depth of detail or stylisation of detail. Morphing of objects and/or themes and sometimes collage, inclusion of phosphenes and other entopic motifs, repetition of motifs. Please visit Wikipedia’s definition of Psychedelic Arts to understand/learn more / http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychedelic_art definition of psychedelic arts: (from Wikipedia) / Psychedelic art is art inspired by the psychedelic experience induced by drugs such as LSD, Mescaline, and Psilocybin. The word “psychedelic” (coined by British psychologist Humphrey Osmond) means “mind manifesting”. By that definition all artistic efforts to depict the inner world of the psyche may be considered “psychedelic”. However, in common parlance “Psychedelic Art” refers above all to the art movement of the 1960s counterculture. Psychedelic visual arts were a counterpart to psychedelic rock music. Concert posters, album covers, lightshows, murals, comic books, underground newspapers and more reflected not only the kaleidoscopically swirling patterns of LSD hallucinations, but also revolutionary political, social and spiritual sentiments inspired by insights derived from these psychedelic states of consciousness. PSYCHEDELIC INSPIRATIONS / The Art of Jeff Hopp / “I believe that true art is foremostly a form of communication. For me to be interested in a piece, it must tell me something. An artist can communicate many things…. ideas, emotions, events, beliefs, etc. As for my art, I am interested in illustrating events and experiences that I have witnessed on my spiritual journeys. It is a method of capturing moments that cannot be documented in any other way. / They are places that can’t be photographed, and I feel that is important to share them with others.” LINKS & RESOURCES PSYCHEDELIC ARTIST : JEFF HOPP RESOURCES : Psychedelic Arts @Squidoo PHOTOBLOG/IMAGES : Psychedelic Wallpapers & Posters

• I need your help...
  by Sarah Moore

  I am entering the picture below into an exhibition and need to come up with a worthy name for it. The exhibition is for women only and ne…

  I am entering the picture below into an exhibition and need to come up with a worthy name for it. The exhibition is for women only and needs to express something about who I am. Often our femininity and sensuality is lost in the day to dayness of life – this photo was taken to remind me of how beautiful I am as a woman not just a mother/wife/sister/friend but ME!! And the best part is that my gorgeous husband is totally stoked about this – he has even helped me choose framing etc. I am hopeless at naming my photos so PLEASE help!

• This could potentially affect us all!
  by RavenSoul

  CLICK HERE / PHOTOGRAPHS I thought you should see these ph…

  CLICK HERE / PHOTOGRAPHS I thought you should see these photographs. They’re both powerful and moving. They highlight the awful disease XDR -TB, a new and deadly form of tuberculosis that is threatening to become a global pandemic. By viewing and passing on this link we can help to spread awareness, which is the first step to halting the disease. XDRTB.ORG (http://www.xdrtb.org/) / Extreme Drug Resistant TB. Please be informed. Sincerely Vonne

• Spiders on Drugs
  by Gregoryno6

  Yet another pharmoc / pharmuko / pharmacolic Screw this… Watch the film. It’s about spi…

  Yet another pharmoc / pharmuko / pharmacolic Screw this… Watch the film. It’s about spiders on drugs.

• Dear Broken Angel
  by mtda

  I separate myself from you. Even as you plummet to the earth, a broken angel falling from the cloud of intoxication, I separate myself fr…

  I separate myself from you. Even as you plummet to the earth, a broken angel falling from the cloud of intoxication, I separate myself from you. / Do you remember the night you changed me forever? Disappearing with my truck, my money, leaving me to search for you in the black hours of early morning? It was the night I realized how much smarter than me you were, and that you would not be found unless you wanted to be found. / I remember giving up for the night, but I couldn’t sleep. I remember the orange glare from the neighbor’s halloween lights falling through the window on my face. I needed you to come back. But you didn’t. Not for three days. Horrible things had happened to you. You used the heroin even more. Still I stayed. God would not allow us to swap places. I asked. / You didn’t come back that night, but you have came back everytime we reach an end. Like a storm that upsets the balance of my life with your wind and rain. But I separate myself from you. / Please stay away.

• Moses Was On Drugs
  by Ross Robinson

  It seems that a lot of old Testament stuff happened under the influence of hallucinogens. Suddenly it all makes sense…. Rest of the …

  It seems that a lot of old Testament stuff happened under the influence of hallucinogens. Suddenly it all makes sense…. Rest of the story here

• I have change Geographical locations, taking my carbon footprint with me.
  by David Stuart

  Hello everyone !! Have set up home in the shaky Isles after a long relationship with Aussie. Just going through the tedious unpacking …

  Hello everyone !! Have set up home in the shaky Isles after a long relationship with Aussie. Just going through the tedious unpacking stage whilst juggling “wow we can crawl’! twins. Having to change servers and a billion personal details I’ve decided moving is not very fun and I don’t want to play. :) Anyway just saying hello and that I haven’t fallen off the planet Dave ‘Art, who’s got time for art ??!!!

• Well apparently I'm too "Controversial" and I’ve been banned!
  by rufflesal

  Sad news guys I have bad news. / Can you imagine! I thought my T-shirts were purely innocent but NO! / Check these out for one last time be…

  Sad news guys I have bad news. / Can you imagine! I thought my T-shirts were purely innocent but NO! / Check these out for one last time because it’s over for me guys. / I want my public to be the judge! Please comment where you feel necessary: The following T-shirts were labeled as follows by “You know who!” / : / Too In your face Too much Full frontal nudity To Politically charged! Offensive to some Religious Groups Judged by My peers as Pornographic! Not appropriate for Minors Grotesque in the broadest definition of the word Too soon after the tragedy! An Obvious breach of Copyright! Excessive use of inappropriate language And finally References drugs and drug use Let me know what you think gang.

• Condition
  by Stephen Mitchell

  _Originally written as a response to this great t-shirt , it got …

  Originally written as a response to this great t-shirt , it got so long it evolved… Love it. When they think your creative style is a condition, I say go with it. Us creative types have initiative, are innovative, are meticulous, can see all the details (and know how to either ignore or amend them), and can see outside the box. We see rainbows where others see rain, we see silhouettes when others only see darkness, we see opportunity where others only see work. I like this condition. / If it were a drug : I’d subscribe or grow my own. / If it were a drink : I’d get it on tap. / If it really were a disease : I’m waiting for it to mutate onward. I’m not lowering my standards to those of someone whose only excitement is finding crumbs in their keyboard, dust on the mantle or another F0xt3l channel. Life is about evolving: What will you be tomorrow?

• Sketches
  by Scott Ruhs

  Celebrities / Nudes...

  Celebrities / Nudes / “Random”

• ROUTE 66 - GOODBYE TEXAS, HELLO OKLAHOMA!
  by Patricia Montgomery

  LEAVING TEXAS! As we left McLean, the Texas sun was low on the horizon. Who knows what time it is or what day it is on road trip? We…

  LEAVING TEXAS! As we left McLean, the Texas sun was low on the horizon. Who knows what time it is or what day it is on road trip? We looked at our watches and then the calendar. Bad news! We have to be home day after tomorrow! It is time to boot it and make some tracks… We had to take the interstate but still made a couple of exits off to Route 66. The old road runs a close parallel to I-40, which made our next two stops much quicker. We stopped in briefly at Shamrock because of the infamous “U Drop Inn”, a 1936 structure with an art deco style that includes two steeples. The building has been restored with beautiful neon lights and now houses the Shamrock Chamber of Commerce. There was probably more to see in Shamrock, but we needed to make it to the Oklahoma border before bedtime to stay on track and arrive home on schedule. We left the great state of Texas in our rear-view mirror. See y’all next time! HELLO OKLAHOMA! The sun had just gone down when we made a quick cruise on Route 66 through Sayre, Oklahoma. The guidebook indicated that there were two storm-cellar type entrances on either side of the main street on Route 66. These were actually entrances to an underground walkway which was built because Route 66 was once so busy that it was unsafe for pedestrians to cross. We looked for these entrances but never saw them. It was getting dark and we were in a hurry so we could have missed them or they might have been removed or closed. I was excited at the prospect of seeing Owl Drug, right in downtown Sayre on Route 66. It was famous for having Oklahoma’s largest antique soda fountain. Imagine my disappointment upon peering in the window to see that it was closed and in the process of being stripped. This is becoming more and more common on Route 66. I was so distressed to see Owl Drug being dismantled that I forgot to even take a photo of the outside building and sign. In the photo above, you can get a glimpse of the orange Rexall / Owl Drug sign on the other side of the road at the red light. This bison in blue uniform was located in front of the City Hall. I took this photo out the window with the camera perched on a bean bag. We didn’t have time to stop and read the plaque, but maybe on our next trip. With only a few hours to spend tomorrow in Elk City, we sadly realized that we would be seeing most of Oklahoma’s Route 66 on our next road trip. Where did the past eight days go? Time truly does fly when you are having fun!

• Hope
  by mtda

  I remember my darkest hour. / Free on bail from an armed robbery charge, I counted the days down to my sentencing. The district attorney …

  I remember my darkest hour. / Free on bail from an armed robbery charge, I counted the days down to my sentencing. The district attorney was refusing to budge on the five year minimum. I kept telling myself something would change, five years was unthinkable. The days became hours. I left with a friend fully intending to return so I could spend that last night with my family. / Instead I spent those dark hours trying to sub-consciously kill myself with drugs and alcohol. At the height of my intoxication I had the darkest, sickest thought that my addicted brain had ever conceived. It was in that moment I finally saw myself for the monster I had become. Before that I could always fool myself that I wasn’t that bad, that things would get better if I didn’t change. No more. I fully understood the monstrous things I was capable of if my addiction continued. / I caught a ride home, jumped in my truck, and sped off. I was running from prison, from life, from the consequences I had created. My sentencing was in an hour. I reached a crossroads and tried to decide which way to turn. Right or left? I turned around and drove home. My addiction was defeated, in that defeat I found a clarity of mind I had not known for a long time. / I saw my younger brother waiting for the bus, my parents had not wanted him to go to the sentencing. It was the last time I saw him outside of the prison visiting room alive. / My hope was born of the thing that was completely unnatural to me at the time. To stop running and face myself.

• Disclaimer
  by klezedawg

  I have added a few links here and there to Gothica Absinthe at Alandia and wanted to take a minute to discuss alcohol and drug use. Ab…

  I have added a few links here and there to Gothica Absinthe at Alandia and wanted to take a minute to discuss alcohol and drug use. Absinthe is a very special drink, used by artists, writers, and many others for well over 100 years. It is known for it’s clarifing effects and high alcohol content, but it is not something that should be taken for granted. It is potent, and I my self never take it past three glasses, any more then that and the alcohol starts to diminish the “Absinthe effect”. If your looking to get plastered, a bottle of whiskey will suit your needs just fine. There are many of you bouncing around the bubble that aren’t the legal drinking age of your respective countries, due yourself a favor and finnish being a kid before delving into drugs and alcohol. Before your body has reached maturity, drugs and alcohol can activate opiate receptors in your brain giving you a dispostion for an addiction. So yes, marijuanna can be a gateway drug! I lived in Las Vegas during the Crystal Meth boom, and that shit scares me to death. Hitler was a fan, enough said. I also have an affinity for my teeth. Drugs have been used by Shamans in religous rituals for thousands of years, and can be helpful when searching for your inner self, but that doesn’t mean they help you escape from your problems. If anything they just make them even worse. So please, use responsibly.

• rb comp
  by rufflesal

  Hey everybody! for those of you who haven’t already checked it out heres my entry please lea…

  Hey everybody! for those of you who haven’t already checked it out heres my entry please leave me some comments because it gives me a thrill and I pace around the house in silent GLEE. Yes I know I need help. / Yes I’m aware that it may involve electrodes. Oh and by the way my Haiku entry got a good reaction. (Thanks RawBun you champion RB’er) Anyone interested in having a go at righting some more? I dunno Haiku has my attention at the moment and I really like ‘em. I’ll stop typing now.

• A Hectic few hours
  by Alex Worsley

  Something happened tonight, even for just a moment, people enjoyed being together – friends, strangers no matter. I felt like i had help…

  Something happened tonight, even for just a moment, people enjoyed being together – friends, strangers no matter. I felt like i had helped a few people to change their minds about life, or even question a few things about their current life. I hope you can see the point in my ramblings… thinking about the whole social conundrum / Today i took some fantastic photographs on a 35mm camera. And i know for a fact that there was some fantastic images on this film. Especially since I’m not used to it. (but thats neither here nor there) Regardless, i tried something today which i was sure would go wrong. I said the word shit while everyone was having a laugh, then you said it went on too long

• Vote for Charity
  by samtdesign

  Hey guys, I have decided to make it official, My sister’s school is organizing a anti drug campaign and needs to raise money to the cause…

  Hey guys, I have decided to make it official, My sister’s school is organizing a anti drug campaign and needs to raise money to the cause to please vote on both of my designs, links are on the images, If I win, I will donate it. Hope you take a little time out for voting, Thanks. /

• Hey look this is interesting!
  by rufflesal

  I have just uploaded two spectacular masterpieces and I want you to see them and comment on them. You see when you comment on them I go a…

  I have just uploaded two spectacular masterpieces and I want you to see them and comment on them. You see when you comment on them I go all shy and coy. I look down, hold my arms behind my back and make circles on the floor with one foot. It’s a nice feeling. So make me do it right away! 1. this shirt will get you anything you want with the opposite sex / 2. This shirt will let the opposite sex get anything they want from you Haiku Practise time (yey!) Wind on my face as I speed / Boredom washes over me / I am a forklift driver woopdydoo

• I stopped Smoking with Dignity.
  by Cathie Brooker

  Well what do I mean by that? Who is Dignity? Dignity is not a person but it is allowing me to breath like a person not an addict to c…

  Well what do I mean by that? Who is Dignity? Dignity is not a person but it is allowing me to breath like a person not an addict to cigerettes. I would grovel for a smoke- must have one at all costs.Now I can hold my head up high, I have achieved being smoke -free without that crippling crutch of a bad habit. While I was on Red Bubble I would puff away while waiting for my image to down load. Just enough time to finish a smoke. Smoko was frequent, I had so many smoking-related heath problems but still I wouldn’t wake up and throw that parasite off me. The purposeful breathing of that smoke gave me excitement that only death defying tricks can give. I was hooked. I tried everything. Now I have my answer. I have started medication designed to help people stop smoking and I feel success. It’s a terrible defeated feeling when you know it’s yourself that’s dragging you down and you seem not able to do any thing about it. The drug has given me power over my addiction for the first time. It has helped my mind block out the need, changed it to a weak want and I can live with dignity.

• Work featured in a The Graphic Room-Graphic and Digital Art Group “666 - Crack”
  by mago

  ThanksThe Graphic Room-Graphic and Digital Art Group for featured my artwork “666 – Crack” / !http://images-1.redbubble.net/img/art/bor…

  ThanksThe Graphic Room-Graphic and Digital Art Group for featured my artwork “666 – Crack” /

• 6/5/2008 6:45pm
  by conceited

  Still in an awkward place / still feeling a little lost / emotions that i have had / have turned to bitterness and hate. / the luster of happ…

  Still in an awkward place / still feeling a little lost / emotions that i have had / have turned to bitterness and hate. / the luster of happiness has changed / to loss of self and worth I am a recovering drug addict / recovering from heart ache, disbelief, lies, and hate / i don’t ever feel like getting high / although, at the same time… / i don’t like feeling the way i am currently / but getting high wouldn’t fix my problem / so there’s no need to go out and waste my life on that. / writing helps me get my emotions out / even though i am trying to hide from them right now. encouragement would be gladly appreciated at this time -joe p.s. suggestions of great art for me to look at / would/could cheer me up… something beautiful / to conter-act with the way i feel.

• HAHAHAHA My t-shirt was deleted
  by conceited

  i guess my shirt “Beer the original date rape drug” / is inappropriate for redbubble because it got deleted with no inclination from re…

  i guess my shirt “Beer the original date rape drug” / is inappropriate for redbubble because it got deleted with no inclination from redbubble / that it was a problem… i know people reported it / and blah blah blah… but you think i could get atleast / a bmail stating that it was going to be deleted / or that it was inappropriate and needed to be fixed or some shit? well… that just goes to show art is not about creativity… / art is about what people like… / and if they don’t like it, well it’s not art?