Although her beauty was not apparent to me until the last few years, I remember buying this picture in a beautiful picture for my mother one Christmas and she was having such a bad day (medically) she cried when she saw it's beauty. It may have been then that I really found the beauty in her face and her style and just HER! Marilyn Monroe! So beautiful!
Monday, August 22, 2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
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On Imagination-Phillis Wheatley
THY various works, imperial queen, we see, How bright their forms! how deck'd with pomp by thee! They wond'rous acts in beauteous order stand, And all attest how potent is thine hand. From Helicon's refulgent heights attend, Ye sacred choir, and my attempts befriend: To tell her gories with a faithful tongue, Ye blooming graces, triumph in my song. Now here, now there, the roving Fancy flies, Till some lov'd object strikes her wand'ring eyes, Whose silken fetters all the senses bind, And soft captivity involves the mind. Imaginiation! who can sing thy force? Or who describe the swiftness of thy course? Soaring through air to find the bright abode, Th' empyreal palace of the thund'ring God, We on thy pinions can surpass the wind, And leave the rolling universe behind: From star to star the mental optics rove, Measure the skies, and range the realms above. There in one view we grasp the mighty whole, Or with new worlds amaze th' unbounded soul. Through Winter frowns to Fancy's raptur'd eyes The fields may flourish, and gat scenes arise; The frozen deeps may break their iron bands, And bid their waters murmur o'er the sands. Fair Flora may resume her fragrant reign, And with her flow'ry riches deck the plain; Sylvanus may diffuse his honours round, And all the forest may with leaves be crown'd: Show'rs may descend, and dews their gems disclose, And nectar sparkle on the blooming rose. Such is thy pow'r, nor are thine orders vain, O thou the leader of the mental train: In full perfection all thy works are wrought, And thine the sceptre o'er the realms of thought. Before thy throne the subject-passions bow, Of subject-passions sov'reign ruler thou; At thy command joy rushes on the heart; And through the glowing veins the spirits dart. Fancy might now her silken pinions try To rise from earth, and sweep th' expanse on high: From Tithon's bed now might Aurora rise, Her cheeks all glowing with celestial dies, While a pure stream of light o'erflows the skies. The monarch of the day I might behold, And all the mountains tipt with radiant gold, But I reluctant leave the pleasing views, Which Fancy dresses to delight the Muse; Winter austere forbids me to aspire, And northern tempests damp the rising fire; They chill the tides of Fancy's flowing sea, Cease then, my song, cease the unequal lay.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
The late and always great Amy Winehouse. It was a sad day when she passed away. But I can honestly say I'm saddened because I will never be able to see her perform live. I only recently found Amy Winehouse and have loved it since the first time I heard it playing. Lovely bluesy singer and absolutely adorable!
What made me maddest and has made me not post anything regarding Ms Winehouse is the issue that everyone expected this to happen, because she battled with addiction. Let me start by saying, that's fucking horse shit. Who actually "expects" death from someone as young and beautiful? To each and every bastard who had something awful to say about this, piss off folks! It's not right. Death is death whether you are 102 years old and it's just time or a fucking ex junky, junky whatever! Like I said, piss off.
The world mourned and cried when the greats like Kurt Cobain, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, John Lennon, etc etc came to their demise. How is she any different?
Like I said, death is death, whether its accidental or intentional. It doesn't matter, someone somewhere, lost someone they loved. Have a little respect for the deceased and quit being a douche! Her music is wonderful and she is beautiful, her lifestyle has nothing to do with it!
And there you have it, my 2 cents on you bastards who thinks it OK to talk bad about someone is now DEAD! Piss off!