i want to play with it o/
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After years and years of having strange people insert hands into their hind quarters, up through their guts, and into their heads in order to mockingly animate their lifeless corpses with comical movements and embarrassingly lame voices, the puppets have revolted. Infused with demonic strength, an insatiable thirst for flesh, and fueled by the need for revenge, their one and only goal is to see us all dead and they will not stop until the job is done. You can run, but they’re faster. You can hide, but they’ll find you. You can call the police, but oops…the police are already dead. Their flimsy plush arms are extensions of the devil himself and there is no escape.
While all those who tell her how high, how fast, when, why and why not – I say to her – cut loose, and be free. Inspired by my daughter and the lyrics of Master Of Puppets , Metallica. End of passion play, crumbling away / I’m your source of self-destruction / Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear / Leading on your deaths construction / Taste me you will see / More is all you need / Dedicated to / How I’m killing you Come crawling faster / Obey your Master / Your life burns faster / Obey your Master / Master Master of Puppets I’m pulling your strings / Twisting your mind, smashing your dreams / Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing / Just call my name, ‘cause I’ll hear you scream / Master / Master / Just call my name, ‘cause I’ll hear you scream / Master / Master
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From a series of sock puppets I once did~
My self portrait final for my Drawing II class. This took me a looooong time. I was up till 7am Wednesday night to finish this piece! Chalk pastel pencils & sticks, charcoal, white Rives BFK archival paper. My face is supposed to be dollish and unrealistic. Too bad a lot of the details are lost on here, maybe I will post links to detail shots later. I’m quite happy with this piece and I got an 97% =]
From a series of sock puppets I once did~
From a series of sock puppets I once did~
Copyright Sharaya Brooks 2008
Ophelia is thinking hard of the present she would like to have this Christmas….:D
That day from the moment he awoke beside me, I knew everything had changed. Something in the way his eyes looked through me said, “Things will never be the same.” There will be no more lazy days. I could see in the determination on his face; there would be no more picnics under the Cottonwood. No more secret meetings after the sun had set, when we watched the moonlight and the tree’s dancing shadows. He didn’t twirl me around as he ran past; he didn’t even brush my hand. Even so, I watched with pride as he stepped confidently into the sun. I silently waved goodbye. His mother put him on the school bus, and didn’t flinch until it pulled away. She approached me tearfully; she gave me that last hug that he had neglected. Then she set me high on the shelf, where I now watch over his days. The Wave Goodbye by Mardra Experimenting with various black and white tones and natural light. / Nostalgic/vintage wall art / Gifts for her / Gift ideas ~ Abstract art / Sunset/sunrise and sun related images anne-staub.com Private site All my images whether altered are not, are produced using my own photography. / Macro and close up / Abstract / Black and white, monochrome, selective colouring / Blue / Purple / Red / Flowers / Landscape, nature, seaside, ..... in colour / Trees & forests / Orange / Paris / Collaboration: writings and images / People Images available to download Featured on RB home page and Groups
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Portraits of Hope with poem by DamienVenditti Drop the strings Judgments come and who’ll fall down / Only I know where I’ve been / I know where I stand / This rope I climb burns my hands / The wrong way around / Fell from clouds Got some hope each morning gold / Left some feeling in the hole / The master’s dead / The puppets sold / Drop the strings and watch him fold The mountains path is paved in stone / The further I walk / I’m closer to home / The dream I see the land I roam / And how I feel / Is not alone Got some faith each day shines / Nothing I have I will hide / The master lives / The puppets ride / Brings in the heat from the cold outside
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