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Insane or Wired or Brilliant? Brilliant Plath disappeared in her Bell Jar / Intense Vincent Van Gogh was labelled insane / And when he cut off his ear they cried he had gone too far / They cut poor Frances Farmers emotion out of her brain / And made her placid benign boring and dull / Angelina was considered already dead / Vulnerable girl interrupted accused of a lull / Her hurt was cold but her blood was red. Insanity was thrown in my face at 17 / When the high school boys shouted / My favourite artist Van Gogh was insane… / ‘He is not’…I found my voice / ‘He is sensitive, passionate, intense, / misunderstood…and Don Mclean had / it right on that Starry Starry Night / He took his life as Lovers often do… / I could have told you Vincent this world / Was never meant for one as / Beautiful as you. Ah the eternal debate… / There is a fine line between / genius and insanity…they say / and how closely do we step the tight rope / With so much mental illness today / Exposed…Depression, Anxiety, / Bi-polar…Obsessive Compulsive / Disorder…A mental health professional / recently advised that 9 out of 10 have / a mental health issue. / Are so few exempt…are these figures really true? With so much stimulation in the media, mobile, data / Sensory overload with iPods linked to our brain / Texting 24/7 with our mobiles we sleep instead of our lovers / Is the cyborg fantasy becoming a reality…? / in this wired generation? / Constantly on…we must be or we miss out… / We become fed by instant gratification / and stimulated by virtual admiration. / Addiction to this constant contact means that our / heads are overloaded with stimulus but / not given as much time to reflect, to think, to feel. We are becoming overdeveloped in responding to stimulus / and underdeveloped in knowing our own heart. / Strangers and outcast to our own feelings / Dependent on the hit and the high of the new / and losing sight of the bravery of the subtle and simple. / Craving perfection and the eradication of foibles / we photoshop out our character lines and faults / so that we fit into some kind of ideal of the neo post notion of beauty. Are not faults far more defining then some sanitised notion of perfection? / Are not our faults the real indicators of our individuality? / Is not our vulnerability a sign of our sanity? / Does not our sensitivity reveal that we still belong to humanity? / Taking time to celebrate and know the individual in their idiosyncrasies / Surely this is worth the effort rather then striving for some standard of / fantasy that can never be translated? I shudder when I think were we are headed / Man machine…woman machine…cyborgs half man half machine / I pray that disposable people, relationships that end with a click / of the key and people racing to rejection will never be the accepted. / And that the human mind, heart and soul will pause…think and / move the emotional muscle so that sensitivity can still survive / and link us together through heart and mind / right through to the end of time. So Vincent, Sylvia, Frances, Angelina and Girl Interrupted / Insanity does not seem to be able to define, / What really was going on in your mind, / As far as I can tell…you all could see, think and feel, / Oh that you suffered and were misunderstood / This cannot be denied but you were / real raw and achingly human in your pain / and there was no question of your humanity / Even if there was and still is a question over your sanity. To me you were brilliant, free, sensitive and intense / And by all indicators ahead of your time. / And I bow to your courage / to follow your own voice and live the / passion that was raw in your heart… / To me it is as if you just knew right from the start. by Anthea Slade 26-4-09
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I’m going to write a short story to go along with this.. but not now my mind is on overload 2007© Tammy Soulliere AKA Insane Reflections/InsaneVirtue
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The Old General Hospital… / / It was built in 1897 and was home to Newfoundlands first operating room. The hospital has been closed and condemed for many many years now. Rumor has it that many dark and hideous things were done behind its doors, things that are better left forgotten… Only memories are left now that can haunt its dark and terrifying hallways. / / Cinderellas wicked step sisters would be in their glory having her scrub these floors. / / Canon Rebel / / Visit my website On The Rock Photography. / / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / More in my “Darkerside of Life Series”... / / / / / /
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mixed media by leannem
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A ward full of beds in an abandoned mental asylum.
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Empty
by Ash SivilsModel: pulse-stock Textures: evil-stock / darkrose42-stock / dazzle-textures
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For Sale Here The Redbubble member who nominated my work is Rocketchook and this is what the had to say about this image: “The message is so powerful in this picture , let alone the skills and creativity involved in actually producing it . Stunning , jaw dropping art.” Nominated into the group Pay It Forward. Model: EViL-KiTTie-stock Every day men and women are having cosmetic / surgery to appear as if they were on the red carpet / in Hollywood. They want to feel and look “perfect”, / there is no such thing, the word shouldn’t even / exist! To be “perfect” is a flaw in it’s self. Further / information and statistics can be read here: 2007 Surgical Highlights I didn’t want to take the smaller / version of Stitched Smile down / after it had so many views, favs / and comments. This one will be / here to enable prints.
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The mad working of mi’ noodle
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Bench at a bus stop in Flint, MI. Words on the bench that I can read are: Ownership Insanity / Cella loves beef 4eva / Truths versus Lies Games / Sengrams-S / What was, is actually brownish / Socialablism
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Nothing...
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Some more people photography… Model – Kirra Enjoy! _
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Buy it here ThomasDodd.com/Store “There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds / Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke; / When down her weedy trophies and herself / Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide; / And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up: / Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes; / As one incapable of her own distress, / Or like a creature native and indued / Unto that element: but long it could not be / Till that her garments, heavy with their drink, / Pull’d the poor wretch from her melodious lay / To muddy death…” (Hamlet – Act 4. Scene VII)
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Hey Dad, I'm 40
by mstraceYou embed your trust into an anvil and tie it to my guts.
This is a short-story/open letter of a sort. It marks my first completed attempt at writing about a subject I have struggled with for many years. Thank you Bell for the inspiration. And thanks to those of you who read it, because my Dad always wanted everyone to read. Dad, this is for you.
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Um…Yeah…its bit in ya face hey! oops! / . / . / . / . yes…this is an older one…sorry Jen! Just clearing the decks…or the HD anyways! ;) / eeep….....
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“I wouldn’t recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone, but they’ve always worked for me.” Hunter S. Thompson (American Journalist and Author, 1937-2005)
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‘Bell Jar’ inspired by Sylvia Plath’s Novel “The Bell Jar”
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Isn’t chocolate just so insanely addicting…... / mmmmmmm…. an aphrodisiac / to a choco maniac / into that culdesac / of my watering mouth…smack!!! / ahh…heavenly…...such is a fact!! model is courtesy of: / IS693 filthy gorgeous / www.fahmy.tk © 2009 jokiargu creations / All rights reserved chocolate
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The insanity of the nuts had begun to taint the fruitbowl. The bowl used to be a place of harmony until the bananas moved in and started to turn everything funny. Only the grapfruit retained some vestige of sanity but that was bound to disappear soon.
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I’m glad the mirror knows / Which face is mine / Or I would never find it / I’d sit here gazing wondrously / At which one’s her / And which is me? / We switch places so often / You see / That I can hardly tell / Which girl is wandering in Wonderland / And which is stuck here in this Hell? _ / Darkside version. / *~ Written in memory of this story. *~ / *~*~ / Resources: / Brushes by LilNymph & SS-Brushes@deviantart
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Photo Manipulation The stairwell image was shot in an abandoned state mental asylum in northeastern US, which shall remain anonymous. I was given special permission to post this image here with the photographers approval. It will not be for sale. You can see her other abandoned asylum photo’s here Other credits Model / Textures IMPORTANT © COPYRIGHT NOTICE / This image is copyrighted ©Asylum Witch. All rights reserved. My work may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published, transmitted or uploaded in ANY WAY without my prior written permission. Sept 2009 – Imperfectly Oct 2009 – Earthmonster Illustrated / .
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