Sinners
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All models cleared by contract, all pictures and photoshop by Sandy Viktor Nys. / This series is shot in the Chapel of the cultural Centrum Gasthuis, Aarschot, Belgium. / Sandra was shot in the afternoon, with natural light coming out the big windows. / She is a clothes designer and manufactured the fetish outfit for this session. / The light in the church was so perfect , I did not change anything at the picture in photoshop. / I only put an atmosphere back ground on top, ( an abstract mix of rust, garbage, sand etc) Masked it and painted Sandra back in again with different brushes and pressures.
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“As in all the congregations of the saints, women should remain silent in the churches. They are not allowed to speak, but must be in submission, as the Law says. If they want to inquire about something, they should ask their own husbands at home; for it is disgraceful for a woman to speak in the church…” / (Corinthians -Chapter 14: – v33-35 ) No offense intended toward anyone’s personal beliefs, but I’ve often thought that women who call themselves Christians make about as much sense as black people joining the KKK or Jews becoming Neo-Nazis…. / Of course it wasn’t the person known as Christ who made these misogynistic statements (just as he never spoke out against homosexuality. – in fact the only thing that seemed to really get his proverbial goat was religious hypocrisy and greed – hmmmmm…. makes me wonder what he would think about the state of Christianity today!), but taken as a whole – the Bible is a collection of stories that portray women either as whores, adulteresses, or temptresses. Of course there is “the Blessed Virgin” but she only achieved that exalted status because she didn’t use her vagina for anything other than childbirth…. (This is one of my older pieces and a manipulation of my dear friend MuerteBella )
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Saint…or sinner? / We all have a little of both in us…
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all models cleared by contract / all pictures by Sandy Viktor Nys / This series is shot in the Chapel of the cultural Centrum Gasthuis, Aarschot, Belgium. / Sandra was shot in the afternoon, with natural light coming out the big windows. / She is a clothes designer and manufactured the fetish outfit for this session. / The light in the church was so perfect , I did not change anything at the picture in photoshop. / I only put an atmosphere back ground on top, ( an abstract mix of rust, garbage, sand etc) put on multiply and masked it and painted Sandra back in again with different brushes and pressures.
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Let this one speak for itself. / My other web sites to buy original art,gifts prints and books go to www.artwanted.com/shoshona www.wordsthatrockyoursoul.co.uk www.lulu.com/artpoetrysuehill Note this item can be bought as original art work go to above web sites and contact me for details. I love to do commission work as well. Thank you.
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all models cleared by contract,all pictures,photoshop by Sandy Viktor Nys
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Location: St Patricks Cathedral / Technique: Tough HDR Had to increase the ISO on these shots due to very low lighting, Hence a bit more noise than what im use to.
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Bush and Cheney. 12×16” Pen and ink, charcoal and eggshells on canvas board. In this piece, Cheney is partly made of eggshells which I used to show his frailty in mind and in body. Our administration does so much damage in the name of God and country. The populace in the lower portion is disfigured, without hope and without justice in this world. Inspired by NIN/Year Zero, specifically the track Capital G. The lyrics to this amazing song are as follows: I pushed a button and elected him to office and a / He pushed a button and it dropped a bomb / You pushed a button and could watch it on the television / Those motherfuckers didn’t last too long ha ha / I’m sick of hearing ‘bout the haves and the have nots / Have some personal accountability / The biggest problem with the way that we’ve been doing things is / The more we let you have the less that I’ll be keeping for me Well I used to stand for something / Now I’m on my hands and knees / Traded in my God for this one / He signs his name with a Capital G Don’t give a shit about the temperature in Guatemala / Don’t really see what all the fuss is about / Ain’t gonna worry bout no future generations and a / I’m sure somebody’s gonna figure it out / Don’t try to tell me how some power can corrupt a person / You haven’t had enough to know what it’s like / You’re only angry ‘cause you wish you were in my position / Now nod your head because you know that I’m right—all right! Well I used to stand for something / But forgot what that could be / There’s a lot of me inside you / Maybe you’re afraid to see Well I used to stand for something / Now I’m on my hands and knees / Traded in my God for this one / He signs his name with a Capital G Text is from a sermon by Jonathan Edwards entitled “Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God (1741). Your wickedness makes you as it were heavy as lead, and to tend downwards with great weight and pressure towards hell; and if God should let you go, you would immediately sink and swiftly descend and plunge into the bottomless gulf, and your healthy constitution, and your own care and prudence, and best contrivance, and all your righteousness, would have no more influence to uphold you and keep you out of hell, than a spider’s web would have to stop a falling rock. Were it not for the sovereign pleasure of God, the earth would not bear you one moment; for you are a burden to it; the creation groans with you… There are the black clouds of God’s wrath now hanging directly over your heads, full of the dreadful storm, and big with thunder; and were it not for the restraining hand of God, it would immediately burst forth upon you… there is nothing but the mere pleasure of God, that holds the waters back, that are unwilling to be stopped, and press hard to go forward. If God should only withdraw his hand from the flood-gate, it would immediately fly open, and the fiery floods of the fierceness and wrath of God, would rush forth with inconceivable fury, and would come upon you with omnipotent power…The bow of God’s wrath is bent, and the arrow made ready on the string, and justice bends the arrow at your heart, and strains the bow, and it is nothing but the mere pleasure of God, and that of an angry God, without any promise or obligation at all, that keeps the arrow one moment from being made drunk with your blood…
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BEST VIEWED LARGER This message is carved into the sandstone over the door of The Chapel of St Michael the Archangel at historic Rookwood Cemetary. Rookwood Necropolis, at 283 hectares (700 acres), is one of the largest burial grounds in the world and one of Australia’s oldest cemeteries. It has been in continual use since it was established in 1868 and over 800,000 people have been interred within the grounds. The headstones and monuments reflect the history of the colony Of New South Wales and the development of the city of Sydney. The heritage values of the cemetery are protected by an act of Parliament. / / The original 81 hectare (200 acre) heritage area, located in the north western corner of the Necropolis, is subject to a Permanent Conservation Order and represents the largest and one of the finest surviving examples of a Victorian public cemetery anywhere in the world. Rookwood was originally designed in the grand gardenesque style, fashionable in the mid to late 19th Century. The brick gutters which defined the ornate landscaping can still be seen, together with the highly decorative monuments and other features including the chapel of St Michael the Archangel and the Serpentine Canal with its elegant ponds, bridges and urns. These were set in formal gardens with rest houses to cater for mourners and visitors This shot was the result of a Sydney group meetup on Saturday 14th June, the site definitely has a feel to it. Ive never seen so many black crows . The site definitely has an atmosphere with graves dating back to the early days of the colony.. In its day there was a rail service with a special funeral train that left from a purpose built station at Sydney’s Central Railway station. Unfortunately the special platforms at Rookwood being demolished, but the “Mortuary STation” still exists at Central Station. you can get an idea what these stations looked like at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Regents_Street_railway_station,_Sydney
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This is what you can look forward to if your cast away front heavens gate
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Same design, but unisex t-shirt version. / Enjoy :)
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Gandhi once said, “I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike Christ.” This quote is important because too often people forget what Christianity is about. People get so caught up in pointing fingers that they forget to look at themselves. We are all sinners and we always will be. With that being said, do any of us really have the right to call ourselves Christians? It is too easy for it to become an “Us vs. Them” scenario. But why? Christianity, real Christianity is about love. (Not just loving the people that live the lifestyle that we may choose). Jesus was always with the sinners; He didn’t choose to live their lifestyle but he loved them and cared for them no matter what. He never judged them and I can guarantee you, that he didn’t go around choking people because they were not following society’s morals However, it is not fair to say that all Christians are fake, because I don’t believe they are. It is just hard to find the genuine ones. “You cannot blame people for not seeing Christ through the Bible. However, you can blame the {false} Christians for not being able to show Christ through their lives”—Anonymous
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Model: Ariana Villanueva note: that’s a bullet she’s “smoking”
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Internet Lust is a Sin!
by Chanel2Bone crunching / Pelvic thrusting / Writing full of / People lusting Moons are high / As lovers sigh / Tender touching / Aching thighs Na…
All the erotic poetry on the bubble at the moment…it’s a SIN!!! For the challenge cafe (lust as a sin)
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This is my first t-shirt design! / Comments are appreciated, I hope you like it.. :)
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Dear Pharisee...
by Daniel RarelaYou think you’d never be a casualty / Of Matthew chapter 26, verse 33? Or that Jesus wouldn’t roll His eyes at you / That perhaps He’d r…
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22×28” Acrylic paints and pen and ink on canvas. Another painting expressing my displeasure with our current administration. Text is by Jonathan Edwards (1703-1758) from a sermon entitled “Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God.” Alternate title was too long: There was a crooked man and he walked a crooked mile, / He found a crooked sixpence upon a crooked stile. / He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse. / And they all lived together in a little crooked house.” I’ll let you guess who the cat and mouse are. Text Reads as follows: / Their foot shall slide in due time.— / Deuteronomy 32:35 In this verse is threatened the vengeance of God on the wicked…”There is nothing that keeps wicked men at any one moment out of hell, but the mere pleasure of God.” There is no want of power in God to cast wicked men into hell at any moment. Men’s hands cannot be strong when God rises up. The strongest have no power to resist him, nor can any deliver out of his hands. —He is not only able to cast wicked men into hell, but he can most easily do it…We find it easy to tread on and crush a worm that we see crawling on the earth… thus easy is it for God, when he pleases, to cast his enemies down to hell. What are we, that we should think to stand before him, at whose rebuke the earth trembles…The sword of divine justice is every moment brandished over their heads, and it is nothing but the hand of arbitrary mercy, and God’s mere will, that holds it back…every unconverted man properly belongs to hell; that is his place; from thence he is…Yea, God is a great deal more angry with great numbers that are now on earth: yea, doubtless, with many that are now in this congregation, who it may be are at ease, than he is with many of those who are now in the flames of hell…The wrath of God burns against them, their damnation does not slumber; the pit is prepared, the fire is made ready, the furnace is now hot, ready to receive them; the flames do now rage and glow… The devils watch them; they are ever by them at their right hand… If God should withdraw his hand, by which they are restrained, they would in one moment fly upon their poor souls…There is laid in the very nature of carnal men, a foundation for the torments of hell…Sin is the ruin and misery of the soul; it is destructive in its nature; and if God should leave it without restraint, there would need nothing else to make the soul perfectly miserable…Unconverted men walk over the pit of hell on a rotten covering, and there are innumerable places in this covering so weak that they will not bear their weight, and these places are not seen…men’s own wisdom is no security to them from death; that if it were otherwise we should see some difference between the wise and politic men of the world, and others, with regard to their liableness to early and unexpected death…All wicked men’s pains and contrivance which they use to escape hell, while they continue to reject Christ, and so remain wicked men, do not secure them from hell one moment…But the foolish children of men miserably delude themselves in their own schemes, and in confidence in their own strength and wisdom; they trust to nothing but a shadow…Death outwitted me: God’s wrath was too quick for me. Oh, my cursed foolishness! I was flattering myself, and pleasing myself with vain dreams of what I would do hereafter; and when I was saying, Peace and safety, then sudden destruction came upon me.” God certainly has made no promises either of eternal life, or of any deliverance or preservation from eternal death…till he believes in Christ, God is under no manner of obligation to keep him a moment from eternal destruction…So that, thus it is that natural men are held in the hand of God, over the pit of hell; they have deserved the fiery pit, and are already sentenced to it; and God is dreadfully provoked, his anger is as great towards them as to those that are actually suffering the executions of the fierceness of his wrath in hell, and they have done nothing in the least to appease or abate that anger, neither is God in the least bound by any promise to hold them up one moment; the devil is waiting for them, hell is gaping for them, the flames gather and flash about them, and would fain lay hold on them, and swallow them up; the fire pent up in their own hearts is struggling to break out: and they have no interest in any Mediator, there are no means within reach that can be any security to them. In short, they have no refuge, nothing to take hold of; all that preserves them every moment is the mere arbitrary will, and uncovenanted, unobliged forbearance of an incensed God.
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im a sinner
by gayponywould you like to touch me / run your fingers through my hair
the sin / pride.
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saint or sinner / destruction / or / winner / take my heart / in an empty / embrace / blurred vision / from a pretty / face / doom me once / doom me all / over the cliff / watch me fall / is it heaven / or is it hell / does it really / matter / if it’s where / you dwell
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