this was more of a expression test but whateves

Fuck Milk And Honey

It’s 2017
Fuck the international space station
I’m floating to deep space
Fuck crude language
We’ll tear each other apart between the lines
Fuck art museums
My life is a living exhibit
Fuck the specifics
We’ll get by somehow, one way or another
Fuck ‘Six-Word Stories’
Take your time, express yourself
Fuck the sun
I’m working all night
Fuck whatever you think constitutes a ‘healthy life’
It’s subjective
Fuck anyone who thinks it’s okay to make fun of someone for being different
You’re more amazing then anyone could ever comprehend
Fuck the canon
I’m guessing and testing
Fuck the forecast
I’ll take it as it comes
Fuck anything that makes you feel bad for being alive
You’re trying your hardest, and we’re all so proud of you
Fuck the noise
I’m making robot sounds

What’s the difference?? 이미, 벌써, and 벌써부터

When translating Korean to English, “이미,” “벌써,” and “벌써부터” are all commonly translated as “already.” How do we know when to use each one? What makes them different from each other? Let’s find out!

First of all, 이미 and 벌써 sometimes DO have the same meaning. They both share a meaning of something having happened and finished at some time in the past. In this case, they are interchangeable. When asked about this meaning of 이미 and 벌써, one of my native speaking friends said that 이미 has a slight feel of simply confirming the fact that something has completed already while 벌써 has a slight feel of something having been unexpected, but it’s not a major difference.

  • 파티가 이미/벌써 끝났어요. (The party already ended.)
  • 엄마는 아빠께 전화하라고 했는데 난 1시간 전에 이미/벌써 전화했어. (Mom told me to call dad, but I already called him an hour ago.) 
  • 아침 9시밖에 안 됐는데  집안 일을 이미/벌써 다 처리했어요. (It’s only 9am and I’ve already taken care of all of the housework.)

벌써, however, has a second meaning that 이미 does not have. This meaning is “already” in reference to something happening more quickly or suddenly than expected.

  • 학기가 벌써 끝났네! 시작한 지 2주일도 안 지난 것 같은데… (The semester has already ended! It seems like not even two weeks have passed since it started…)
  • 그 큰 케이크를 벌써 다 먹었어요?? (You already ate that big cake??)
  • 적응이 잘 되고 있었던 것 같은데 민호 씨는 여기 사는 게 너무 어렵다고 해서 벌써 자기 나라로 돌아가려고 해요. (It seemed like he was adjusting well, but Minho says that living here is too hard so he’s already going back to his country.)

The difference between 벌써 and 벌써부터 is a fairly fine distinction. You can think of 벌써부터 being 벌써 in fast mode— where 벌써 expresses that something happened more quickly or suddenly than expected, 벌써부터 expresses that something you did not expect has happened, and it happening quickly and/or suddenly. It can also carry a feel of disapproval toward whatever the referenced action is. Additionally, it is most often used to talk about something that is in progress. If the action has been completed, 이미 is more appropriate. Let’s look at a few examples:

  • 시험까지 3달 아직도 남았는데 넌 벌써부터 공부하고 있어?? (There are still three months to the test and you’re already studying??)
  • 예린 씨는 벌써부터 퇴근할 준비를 하고 있네요. 지금 2시밖에 안 됐고 퇴근 시간은 6시간인데… (Yerin is already getting ready to leave work. It’s only 2 now, and we get off at 6…)
  • 아기가 아직도 태어나지 않았는데 벌써부터 유치원 신청을 하고 있어요? (The baby hasn’t been born yet, and you’re already registering for kindergartens?)
    • NOTE: This is actually pretty common in Korea! The best daycares and kindergartens have very long wait lists so parents try to get on the lists really early.


This should clear up any confusion you might have had about the usages of 이미, 벌써, and 벌써부터. Happy studying, everyone!

anonymous asked:

Is it my impression, or after that photo of the Unicorn , Kookmin seems more spontaneous?

It is not just your imperssion, Anon. There was definitely some change in dynamics between Jungkook and Jimin around March/April/May 2017, around the time when BV2 and the summer package were filmed. During that time there was so much going on, so many moments, they were more affectionate than ever. 

If we assume that they are in a relationship, I’ve always thought that it was at the end of 2016/first 3-4 months of 2017 that they became stable and official. This doesn’t mean that they hadn’t tested the waters before or that nothing had happened between them prior to that but for sure by the end of the first half of 2017 they seemed much more at ease and domestic than ever. They looked like people who have overcome whatever setbacks they might have had and had gotten their sh*t together. To simply put it: they seemed settled.

It could have been also that it was during that time when they made their relationship official to the company/got their blessing, which for sure would have made them feel a lot more free to express themselves. Whatever was happening, the company was definitely aware of it. The unicorn photoshoot, the including of the video where JM leans towards Jungkook as to seemingly kiss him as well the decision to not cut the “Let’s go baby” scene were intentional. All of this was done on purpose. My personal belief is that the idea was to test the fans’ reaction to Jikook and to slowly make people more comfortable with seeing Jimin and Jungkook together and close. 

As for the two idiots  in love (which I very much adore), I think that once they got official  persmission to be more open, they decided to go wild and boy, did they do just that. All that butt slapping, chest touching and kneeling in 21c girl during the tour is proof enough. 

parxsisburnixg  asked:

Yeah, hello wondrous person behind this blog! I was wondering--- what do you think Freddy would do with a goth girl who wanted to be his accomplice and only his girl? Do you think he'd be willing to have a bad girl who happens to be his little flesh toy?

Well, I’ll tell ya what I think


-At first, Freddy would write you off as some poser, someone who had no idea what they could be getting into when they offered to be his forever accomplice. He’d just start laughing at the absurdity, amazed that a human girl would even consider doing business with him. And willingly at that. Did they really think that he needed a sidekick to do his dirty work? Did they honestly believe he’d need the help of a human? He was Freddy fucking Krueger, the nightmare man who had been terrorizing Elm Street for years! What about any of that screamed he needed an accomplice just to keep that up? This could honestly make him either kill you on the spot due to your bold favor, or take you on just to see you fail and give him a couple of laughs before he finally sliced you up. Kids these days. But when you mentioned doing anything just to be by his side….That’s when the gears in his head began turning, and a wicked idea sprang forth from the seed of your willing nature. How could anyone pass up such a delicious offer?

-Freddy would approach you slowly, raking his eyes over your figure and giving a twisted smirk. “Anything at all?” He’d ask, tracing his claws over your face, observing how you didn’t even flinch at the contact, your eyes remaining steady with his own. Impressive. “Anything you want. I’ll gladly give to you.” You reply, your breath hitching slightly as the claws dragged lower, down your throat and resting at your clavicle. It took all of your willpower not to crumble under his ministrations as red lines traced your throat. Now that he got a good look at you, Freddy found your whole goth aesthetic  pretty hot. He was always a sucker for a gal draped in black. Not a bad body either. Maybe it was time to break the rules a little bit. After all, they were made to be broken. As were you. “In that case…” And suddenly you were shoved against a boiler room wall, Freddy pinning both your arms above your head, his body pressing into yours. “I’m gonna lay out some ground rules. Number one…”  He leaned into your throat and gave a long lick up to your cheek, stopping to whisper huskily into your ear. “Your nights belong to me now., sweetcheeks. Hope you weren’t planning on getting any rest, because I’ll be working you until you break.”  You shuddered at that promise, eagerly looking forward to your new “responsibilities” with a perverse glee. Freddy noticed your reaction, and his twisted smirk grew wider. Oh, he really lucked out with this one. He pressed his lips against your neck and gave a harsh suck before biting down. You hissed and arched your neck to let him have more access, twinges of pleasure racing between your thighs as they pressed against his….oh my. Freddy gave a snarl, grabbing the back of your head with his ungloved hand and tugging on your hair, forcing you to arch your neck even further as he leered down at your wanton expression. “You are mine, got that? Which means I get to do whatever the fuck I want with you. And right now…” He gave a low groan, and his next words sounded like sin itself. “I wanna take my new little fuck toy out for a test ride.”

Mirror pt 4

Apparently a chasse is a kind of dance step, and the word I was looking for is ‘chassis’. WHOOPS OH WELL


The next test, despite Alex’s promise (“I said maybe”, it can imagine him saying, smugly), is not anything to do with changing shape. It is not happy about that, but it doesn’t protest either. It wonders if its taking Mikhaila’s shape has changed their plans again; none of the five have brought it up, but it knows they are all aware of what it can do. There are the ever-present cameras, after all.

It looks up at the cameras as it pokes the answers to today’s questions. More morality stuff, but not the damn train thing again, at least. It knows it should be paying more attention, but its mind is elsewhere. The questions are still boring and limited in scope. Alex and the operators are still talking amongst themselves, not directly to it, and it doesn’t really care what they think of its answers.

It’s still thinking about mimicking, and neuromods, and memories.

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Destiel and editing

@obsessionisaperfume here’s the Kuleshov Effect post I talked about. Hopefully it is sufficient.

TL;DR: Editing is probably the most powerful tool film has and how it’s used tells the story. Literally. In the case of SPN, there is a lot of instances that can be read as destiel riding in on a giant brick.

Ok, so preamble for those who don’t know what it is: The Kuleshov Effect was named for Soviet filmmaker Lev Kuleshov. It deals with a “mental phenomenon by which viewers derive more meaning from the interaction of two sequential shots than from a single shot in isolation.”

The original test that coined the name was a short series of clips showing an actor in a black and white film with a stoic expression, intercut with various images. It’s about 50 seconds, have a looksie.

The short was built to see what meaning people would give to the man’s expression and as Kuleshov expected, they reacted accordingly based on what shots were intercut. So the stoic face was read as hungry, lustful, sad, whatever by most people even though it was all the same expression.

You can invoke this effect without both pieces ever seeing each other. You can create a vast head space for a character that the actor may never see by intercutting the actor with something like… war stock footage. We can understand what the character is going through without it ever being spoken and without the actor saying or sometimes really doing anything in relation to it.

That isn’t to say that actors aren’t important, of course they are. But a lot of understanding a filmed work look to the editing. The same way books look at word choice, sentence structure, etc. Editing is the last stand of “authorial intent” (as a nebulous term. Not by a single person) between the production and the audience. It’s the syuzhet, the filter of bias that sets the tone and the pace and the narrative and almost no one is truly privy to it until all of production is over.

Now, directors, producers, various others depending on the work often help dictate the editing to an extent. They decide what version of shots to leave in and give an idea of what they’re going for. Some take a much more active role and are part of the editing process to a great extent. Sometimes it’s just the director helping, sometimes it’s like… 8 other people in production. Sometimes a film studio drops all their footage for their several million dollar property off at a trailer house and says “panic number’s on the fridge, I’ll be back in the morning.” and expects the final edit not to suck.

Editors exist for a reason and it’s not just to cut the film to an edible size, set pace and presentation. “When to cut” and “how to think like an editor” are important to the process on their own and they are their own people.

Authorial intent is honestly kind of hilarious. Especially in works with multiple “intenders”

But let’s poke the intent bear anyway, shall we? ‘Bunch of examples under the cut.

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She’d proudly declared her now ex-teammates as the true source of her strength to push forward. One must persevere through the toughest of trails with something in mind - right? It had convinced Tsunade; the sannin had merely taken in her expression - perhaps simply that spark in her eye.

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date with seventeen

requested by rimmielee and anon ~

// Seungcheol / S.Coups

S.coups wants to take you to the carnival that’s in town for the end of summer. The reason why? He wants to show off his skills and strength in all those games they have set up and win you something, but when you suggest going on a roller coaster, S.coups just laughs and says, “Whatever makes you happy, dear.” As you inch closer to the rides, S.coups confesses that he is afraid of roller coasters, but still, he wants to make you happy and sucks it up for you. The night ends when the two of you are on the way back home on the bus, one hand holding onto your big teddy bear S.coups won for you and the other holding onto S.coups himself. He walks you home from the bus stop and says that the teddy bear will be a reminder of him for you.

// Jeonghan / Junghan

Junghan calls you up after lunch and asks if you had lunch. “Oh, no, I did…why did you want to have lunch somewhere?” you say to which he responds, “No, I just wanted to ask if you wanted to go for a cup of coffee and…dessert somewhere? I know a place nearby.” You agree to meet him, and he says he’ll come pick you up soon and to take your time to get ready. He rings the doorbell, and fortunately, you’re all set to go. Junghan’s a little quiet on the way to wherever he’s taking you, but he says he’s saving it for when you two sit down in the cafe. Once the two of you sit down, you talk about your lives and spend more time getting to know each other and wow, you did not know that Junghan was actually athletic. “I’d like to see more of that,” you laugh. After coffee, it’s getting a little dark, but he wants to walk with you, and he brings you to a basketball court near the Han river for a little one-on-one b-ball. You tire yourselves out, but the two of you are really happy.

// Jisoo / Joshua

Joshua tells you to meet him at the boardwalk around noon. You show up around that time, but you don’t see Joshua where you’re supposed to meet. As you’re looking over the railing, he comes up from behind, trying to scare you. This causes you to jump and turn around and smile seeing Joshua with his guitar strapped onto his back and ready for a lazy day at the beach with you. The two of you walk around the boardwalk, hand in hand, admiring the scenery, and eventually go into the water, just walking around. You continue to walk until Joshua suggests you go back up to the boardwalk and grab some food. After a hearty, but refreshing meal, Joshua leads you back down the walk, sitting you down on a bench so he can play a few songs for you. He’s a bit shy at first, but he warms up and shares some songs he’s been working on (cue your heart melting). Your date ends with Joshua offering to take you home, wanting to keep you in his company for as long as he can until the evening is over. 

// Junhui / Jun

Junhui tells you to meet him on the subway where he’ll take you out somewhere. “What are you planning, Junhui?” you ask him, wondering just what is going on in that mind of his. He doesn’t say anything on the way there, but you don’t ask any more questions. What Jun has in store for you is to spend time at trampoline park with him. You laugh and say that this is all just for him to show off in front of you, and he says, “You’re right.” He holds onto your hands the first few times on the trampolines, laughing at you when your knees buckle once you land. Nonetheless, he’s helpful, and eventually the day turns into chasing each other around and trying to do somersaults in the air, which Jun is very good at. “This was fun,” you tell him as you’re trying to catch your breath. “I’ll definitely be ready for next time.” 

// Soonyoung / Hoshi

Hoshi plans a date for later in the day, telling you that his favourite restaurant is having a game night. “I promise I’ll go easy on you!” he exclaims as the two of you make your way into the restaurant. Once you’re seated, the servers let you know about the board games they have in the back. “What should we start with….” Hoshi says, staring at all the games. “Maybe a game of Jenga?” he laughs and pulls out. As you’re playing and reaching in for a block with care, Hoshi nudges your hand, causing you to push all the blocks down. “Soonyoung!” you exclaim and slap him on the arm. The night continues on like this, Hoshi pulling gimmicks to try and win over you because “Loser has to buy dessert!” and he knows you might just be too good for him. When dessert comes, Hoshi gives up and admits defeat, feeling somewhat bad for purposely throwing you off your game. Hoshi feeds you some of the dessert with a smile on his face. “Enjoy it while it lasts,” he teases. 

// Wonwoo

Wonwoo meets you on the subway because he enjoys taking the subway with you, and today’s supposed to be dedicated to spending time with you anyway. The two of you reach your station and walk to the dock where there are tons of restaurants and a market open. Wonwoo wants to test out his new film camera and gets you to stand in all these places along the pier. “Just…do whatever,” he laughs, taking a snapshot of you staring at him with a blank expression. He picks a few things up from the market and buys some food for the two of you. There’s an art gallery nearby and on a whim, Wonwoo wants to take you in there, too. More pictures for Wonwoo, you think, and he even asks you to take pictures of him. By the end of the day, the two of you end up on the subway back home. He pulls out his camera one last time and holds it in front of both of you because we didn’t take any pictures of us. Right before he presses the shutter button, he kisses your cheek, resulting in a perfect, lovely picture.  

// Jihoon / Woozi

Jihoon’s not so much an outside person, and he’s also a bit shy in initiating anything with you, so you suggest a day in the studio with him. He’s a little surprised, but he’s really happy to hear this because he can show you a few things he’s working on, but also gain more inspiration from you. When you show up at the Pledis building with some homemade food, Jihoon takes you (and the food) into his arms. He sits you down in a comfy chair right next to his and says, “This is where all the magic is made.” The two of you laugh and share the food you brought. He plays some tracks and asks you how it all is to which you reply, “It’s all really great!” because it really is. He sings and raps some lines and even teaches you some of the choreo Hoshi made. Then, he asks, “How about we make a song together? I… I mean, like, just a quick song while you’re here,” and he turns away from you, looking back onto the screen. So, the two of you spend the rest of the night working on a song, adding some silly yet completely meaningful lyrics and recording it all. Before you head home, you ask him to send it to you and he says he gladly will. 

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you tell Jai that you’re pregnant, but he takes it badly

requested by: janoskiansand5sosimagines

You paced back and forth in your living room, nervously tapping the plastic stick on the palm of your hand. It was a pregnancy test, one that you had taken a week prior after your period was late, and you were horrified to see the little pink plus show up.

The only thing you had to do was tell Jai.

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anonymous asked:

3 4 16 and 18 for Kylo plssss ilysm

Aw, I love you too boo :) Hope you like this! ((I made it a little emotional to make that last one fit))

Modern AU Triplet Kylo +  “I may be an idiot, but I’m not stupid.” +  “Who gave you that black eye?” +  “I’ll kick his ass if you want me to.” +  “It’s okay to cry…”


Reclining comfortably on the couch, sighing faintly as you flipped to another channel on your TV, hoping to catch a late night movie. Though you were used to Kylo coming home in the late hours of the evening he was growing to be far later than you had ever expected him to be. He likely wouldn’t care if you were awake or asleep, either way he would find you and nuzzle himself close as a means of winding down after a long day. 

Just as you flipped to a channel you were content with, you suddenly heard the startling slam of the front door, sounding as though it were going to break off of the hinges. Jumping from your comfortable position, you sat up quickly gripping onto the sides of the couch cushions with an anxious energy. Seconds later Kylo came storming into the room, the tension in his shoulders and the anger in his gait evident from the way he moved. 

You sighed with faint relief, “Jesus Kylo, I thought someone was breaking in.”

He didn’t respond and instead walked off to the bathroom down the hall. Watching him walk away with furrowed brows you suddenly caught sight of his knuckles. They were completely battered, scarred and still faintly bleeding. With your brows raising and the inevitable concern brewing in your mind you stood from the couch and followed behind him. Quietly approaching the bathroom you placed your hands on the doorframe watching him intently. 

Standing before the sink Kylo washed his knuckles, faintly wincing with a muffled groan as he ran them under the water.

“Kylo…”

He washed his knuckles under the water once more before turning the sink off, resting his palms against the counter.

“Kylo…look at me.”

Heavily he sighed, his nostrils flaring, as he turned to you. Your breath caught suddenly in your throat as his face came into full view. 

“What happened to you? Did you get in a bar fight?”

He scoffed.

“Did you fall on your face?”

“I may be an idiot, but I’m not stupid.”

“Who gave you that black eye?”

He sighed again, seeming to hesitate from answering you. The way his expression shifted seemed to be in some sort of conflict. Whatever he was thinking about, it was obviously bothering him in more ways than one.

“…Ben.”

Your brows furrowed, “Ben?!”

He nodded, clenching onto the sink with a sharp inhale. You knew Kylo often fought his brothers, especially the youngest, but never had you seen them get into such a scuffle that it caused black eyes or bloody knuckles. 

“Why the hell did Ben do that?”

He huffed, opting not to answer you yet again. You crossed your arms under your chest, shaking your head faintly.

“I’ll kick his ass if you want me to.”

Kylo faintly smirked, but it quickly faded as he looked down at the sink again. His expression seemed to turn solemn, his lip rolling into his mouth. Testing your luck you walked further into the bathroom, standing just behind Kylo.

“Why were you fighting?”

Kylo sighed, still staring at the sink before him. For whatever reason, he was avoiding your gaze, and seeming to fidget more.

“Kylo.”

He remained silent, still not looking over at you.

“You know you can tell me anything. …I’m just worried about you.”

He released a deep breath, slowly looking up to his reflection in the mirror before him. You both stood in silence for a few moments, the tension obvious in his mannerisms. 

“…He…he said it was my fault.”

You arched a brow, “What did he think was your fault?”

He dipped his head once again, not wanting to look at his reflection for whatever reason.

“…Mom.”

Instantly your heart plummeted into the pit of your stomach. You knew what had happened, given Kylo’s sudden outburst in the dead of one night. 

“He said I was the one of us that gave her the most trouble…I was the only reason she was ever upset.”

Instantly you felt yourself snap, anger towards the youngest triplet boiling over.

“Well Ben is full of shit. Fuck him!”

“…He’s right…the only time she was ever so upset was because of me.”

Walking closer to him with a wrench in your chest you placed your hands gently on his back, running your hand soothingly up and down it.

“Kylo, her health problems are not your fault. …You may have given her a little grief, but you are not the catalyst of her health problems.”

Kylo’s breath began to grow heavier, his back beginning to faintly heave. He was obviously ready to break, but still trying to hold himself together.

“But…I…”

“You don’t have to be strong for me, you know that right?”

Slowly Kylo looked up, seeing you behind him in the reflection with an earnest look in your eyes.

“It’s okay to cry…”

Kylo slowly turned towards you, his facade instantly fading as his stern expression became soft. Without hesitation Kylo latched onto you, wrapping you into his arms as he dipped his head into your shoulder. Moments later you felt the damp tears soaking into your shirt. Gently you stroked his back, placing a kiss to his shoulder as you held him close.

“It’s not your fault…it’s okay.”

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And with advance to REALITY COPY there’s certainly no way of changing this perception only enforcing it, nothing in reality is good enough for “REALITY COPY” that is just another paradox that is not futuristic

We might be still skeptical about the arrival of REALITY COPY, but its only before its sold at the supermarkets.

What would happen after “Reality Copy” when the progress of all possible levels of true “reality copy” (in technical sense, not psychologically-philosophical) are achieved. The reality hence is copied and sealed.

Technology won’t stop there… one wonders. What is next.

In political sense when reality in representation is something embraced by concervative social power than with “reality copy” the concervative power is the dominating from the social point of view having new level of reality and it’s copy to be controlled.

*seems like the only possibly alternative to REALITY COPY could be ultra radical Invisibility)

In principle the artist aims to deform the reality subjectively to create not the “reality copy” lacking such skills but to convey the artistic poetic goal of expressing whatever given artist wants to express.

In a matter of “reality copy” what is left for the artist to argue with and deform… to question and test… Nothing really changes socially except for more pressure applied to the issue of dealing with self-image and tools to “sell” When a person changes the image the higher the technology the more transformed is the final product.

The progress of mental growth is just as conservative as control on the “visual image of reality” and its copy.

The ongoing technological progress is irreversible as it carries percent of good with bad,

It is common knowledge how for instance internet is benefit and at the same time does damage. A person who knows about the addiction and suffers would acquire the knowledge and hope from the place the person suffers the internet of course.

Same thing is with photography and video. Reality copy would add more psychological problems to the present but create more visual attraction of true-life experience with whatever could be rediscovered in Lifecopy style. Probably is benefits pornography since it will continue same as consumption of food. The basic things… Consumerism benefits since it is super-trained for “instant reach” affect and will commercially exploit the “reality copy” to sell more of “reality copy” gadgets the phones, screens, etc.

New generation of people will repeat the cycle in new technological means of having “reality copy” as nothing new but similar to any visual information currently available.

The creative people are the ones BEHIND the time it seems in a matter of “reality copy” and being unable to have anything is an alternative.

The Invisible alternative is the ONLY ONE to question “reality copy”

That is the power of UNKNOWN.

Techno progress can deal in “reality” bringing higher resolution to the fore to sell new generation of phones and gadgets.

But it really doesn’t change the philosophical issue of questions asked by philosophers, what is life, what is art, why do we live. Questions remain unanswered when techno progress veils those questions with the promise that higher technology would bring the end to all unanswered questions and answer them for people

So far the techno advance puts the artistic, literary and philosophical field out of business. As when people get the toys (gadgets) and the playground (the podium of internet) the art is irrelevant and completely disconnected from the social phenomenon of self-representation. Art is not interested to question something with no philosophical substance to it.

The commercial art is willing to supply more stuff for consumerism. If its reality-copy than someone empowered by financial wealth (born rich) would come up with more decorative solutions that could serve REALITY COPY in needed fashion, add more details to the “reality set” to those who can afford it.

Same way it is now when people with means live with more things.

“Reality Copy” of people without means would look just as it is in reality, gray and unexciting. To help people without means the software would offer “decoration” solutions to add the faux details able to transform the surroundings to less depressing. It would enter the person into “life copy” of vacation at Caribbean resorts… etc.

What in such situation could be philosophically questioned, if nothing changed in human morality, but techno advance manage to involve people into self-entertainment to such degree that a person is no longer interested to read books about other people or watch movies and hear news. Self-promotion is the ongoing and time-consuming thing. One has to research the “popular” topics.

As to participating in reality activities, there’s the issue of not having time for anything that doesn’t deal with self-promotion and earning a living.

ART commerce is growing commercially going Industrial since supplying consumer goods is always rewarding in sales. On the other hand this and techno revolution reduces interest of writers and philosophers to dig in depths where there is no depth. It makes such people disengaged with the process. When there are no critical voices to the established situation or some few art critics pretend to do what is expected of them – know about current situation not only on the art scene but at large - socially, and have strong voice against the trends that contribute to the lowering of culture. There’s no more liberal freedom since nobody reads the newspapers. Even if the working critics were principal enough to write articles and books they know their voice would not be heard. They are not vociferous about anything at all because there’s a concept of supporting and art endavour  since art is in decline and anything that relates to art needs their support.

There are no voices to oppose the current situation for many reasons such as no younger people would be interested in such undertaking also for many reasons of being disoriented in expectation of techno changes or living their me-life.

Friendly reminder that it was only Sakura who could draw out Sasuke’s emotions without having to use her fists.

Just the way she looks at him sometimes with sadness or fear or conflicting emotions, or when she calls out to him with her heartfelt words, is enough to make that man feel like he has to stop, pause, or put whatever he’s doing on hold and explain himself to her.

like he even owes her an explanation. i bet you she makes him question himself and his actions. her opinions have always mattered to him

INFP - THE IDEALIST

Introverted - Intuitive - Feeling - Perceiving


FAMOUS INFPs:

George Orwell, Jean-Jacques Rousseau, J.R.R. Tolkien, Edgar Allan Poe, Shakespeare, George R.R. Martin, John Lennon, Kurt Cobain, Tim Burton, Johnny Depp, Bjork, Thom Yorke, Andy Warhol, Chloé Sevigny


PERCENTAGE OF INFPs AMONG POPULATION

4.4%

INFP - DESCRIPTION

INFPs’ main interest is to make the world a better a place for anyone. Their primary goal is to find the meaning of life. They are highly intuitive about people and let their intuition guide them to find the truth and meaning about many things.

INFPs dislike conflicts and will do anything to listen and put people at ease. They are genuinely interested in understanding people and this sincerity makes them valued friends and confidantes.

INFPs are flexible and low-key as long as their value system is not violated. They can fight very passionately to defend their causes. They might not be detail-oriented individuals but they can cover every possible detail if working for their causes demands it. INFPs are rarely given enough credit because of their high standards. They can often act as “control-freaks” that can never be happy with themselves.

INFPs are more sensitive to feelings and human behavior than logic and “hard facts”. They are usually talented writers even if they are not the best at expressing themselves verbally. They are good in situations where they work towards the public good and in which they don’t need to use hard logic.


source: memorado.com

glide-thru  asked:

Hello! I just really like your stucky trash and get sucked up in your AUs! In the sun and star au, post rescue, do Steve and Bucky find hobbies again? Like art and maybe mechanics/engineering? Maybe being intimate while making something too, paint smears or grease smears... Thanks :)

tbh I’d never given casual hobbies like that much thought for this ‘verse but now I’m in love with the idea of Tony buying a whole slew of broken down cars and adding on a special garage to the Tower especially for Zvezdochka.

The two of them sweaty and greasy, bent over the open hood of a car while Tony teaches him a few basics. Solnishka making himself a comfortable little corner where he draws or reads or tinkers with his own stuff. Said corner, of course, being in Zvezdochka’s direct line of sight.

And his Solnishka, he’s captivating when he’s become enraptured by something. The concentrated furrow of his brow when he’s trying to draw. His wide, expressive eyes when he’s caught up in a book. His delighted smile when something’s amused him or when he’s happy with what he’s created. 

Zvezdochka stares at him the whole time, unable to look away, unable to give his full attention to what Stark is teaching him. (And yet he still somehow manages to follow each direction and replicate the end result when put to the test.)

Finally, after a few hours of this – Tony growing increasingly frustrated and yet somehow more determined by the minute, because honestly, shouldn’t he be the most interesting thing in this room?? – Solnishka sets aside whatever he’s doing and comes toward them.

Immediately, Zvezdochka is turning, opening himself up and reaching out to touch as soon as they’re close enough – neither of them caring about the mess he makes of Solnishka’s skin, his clothes – bringing him closer even though there’s no need. Solnishka hadn’t planned on stopping until they were flush against each other.

“I miss you,” Solnishka says plainly, curling a hand around his neck.

It makes no sense. They haven’t been apart all day long. No farther apart than few feet and never out of each other’s sight. But Zvezdochka understands, he feels it, too. They haven’t been close enough.

Solnishka goes up on his toes, tilting his head for a kiss, and Zvezdochka bends to meet him. It’s soft and slow, savoring. The kind of kiss they always shared when first allowed to be alone after a mission.

Their version of hello.

Tony hightails it out of there, not that either of them notice. They’re both oblivious to a world outside their shared breaths when they get that close.

kinglets  asked:

Trick or treat!!

“Okay but are the fangs real?”

They had only gotten as far as Guillotine Square before Riku asked the question, and Sora paused with all his weight on one heel, fingers still laced behind his head.  “What do you mean, are they real?”

Riku was exactly one head taller than him, which meant he could look down at Sora with a perfectly shadowed expression of derision from under the bone mask hiding a third of his face.  “Exactly what I said.”

Sora pouted at him and surreptitiously bumped against the fangs in his mouth with his tongue, one at a time, testing to see if they wiggled or not.  “They seem real enough.”

Riku took three more steps, at his side, tugging at the unfamiliar black fabric clinging to him, ripped artfully in various places to show the iridescent white painted skeleton on the bodysuit beneath.  “I mean, do you…”

“Do I what.”

He seemed to struggle with whatever was on his mind for several seconds, face screwing up in a way that usually boded overthinking or preceded something self-deprecating coming out of his mouth.  “Do you… drink… blood?”

“What?”

Riku was clearly red somewhere under his mask.  “Do you drink blood?  Because you’re a vampire.  Here, in this world.”

Sora snorted, and burst out laughing, throwing all of his weight into ramming Riku with his shoulder until he staggered against the metal grate fence surrounding the square.  “Of course not!  It’s a costume.  You’re dressed as a skeleton, but it’s not like you’re actually made of bones, right?”

“Right…”

“What, did you think I was gonna bite your neck while you slept?”

“…maybe.”

“I mean, I could.  If you really wanted.”

“Please don’t.”

They walked on in silence for another minute, Sora grinning unbearably, tottering to the side with each step just to nudge Riku with his elbow until he broke out of his stoic, embarrassed facade and laughed.  “Okay, maybe.”

“Maybe,” Sora echoed, linking their arms together.  “Maybe is good.”

3

And with advance to REALITY COPY there’s certainly no way of changing this perception only enforcing it, nothing in reality is good enough for “REALITY COPY” that is just another paradox that is not futuristic.

 

We might be still skeptical about the arrival of REALITY COPY, but its only before its sold at the supermarkets.

What would happen after “Reality Copy” when the progress of all possible levels of true “reality copy” (in technical sense, not psychologically-philosophical) are achieved. The reality hence is copied and sealed.

Technology won’t stop there… one wonders. What is next.

In political sense when reality in representation is something embraced by concervative social power than with “reality copy” the concervative power is the dominating from the social point of view having new level of reality and it’s copy to be controlled.

*seems like the only possibly alternative to REALITY COPY could be ultra radical Invisibility)

In principle the artist aims to deform the reality subjectively to create not the “reality copy” lacking such skills but to convey the artistic poetic goal of expressing whatever given artist wants to express.

In a matter of “reality copy” what is left for the artist to argue with and deform… to question and test… Nothing really changes socially except for more pressure applied to the issue of dealing with self-image and tools to “sell” When a person changes the image the higher the technology the more transformed is the final product.

The progress of mental growth is just as conservative as control on the “visual image of reality” and its copy.

The ongoing technological progress is irreversible as it carries percent of good with bad,

It is common knowledge how for instance internet is benefit and at the same time does damage. A person who knows about the addiction and suffers would acquire the knowledge and hope from the place the person suffers the internet of course.

Same thing is with photography and video. Reality copy would add more psychological problems to the present but create more visual attraction of true-life experience with whatever could be rediscovered in Lifecopy style. Probably is benefits pornography since it will continue same as consumption of food. The basic things… Consumerism benefits since it is super-trained for “instant reach” affect and will commercially exploit the “reality copy” to sell more of “reality copy” gadgets the phones, screens, etc.

New generation of people will repeat the cycle in new technological means of having “reality copy” as nothing new but similar to any visual information currently available.

The creative people are the ones BEHIND the time it seems in a matter of “reality copy” and being unable to have anything is an alternative.


The Invisible alternative is the ONLY ONE to question “reality copy”

That is the power of UNKNOWN.

Techno progress can deal in “reality” bringing higher resolution to the fore to sell new generation of phones and gadgets.

But it really doesn’t change the philosophical issue of questions asked by philosophers, what is life, what is art, why do we live. Questions remain unanswered when techno progress veils those questions with the promise that higher technology would bring the end to all unanswered questions and answer them for people.

So far the techno advance puts the artistic, literary and philosophical field out of business. As when people get the toys (gadgets) and the playground (the podium of internet) the art is irrelevant and completely disconnected from the social phenomenon of self-representation. Art is not interested to question something with no philosophical substance to it.

 

 

The commercial art is willing to supply more stuff for consumerism. If its reality-copy than someone empowered by financial wealth (born rich) would come up with more decorative solutions that could serve REALITY COPY in needed fashion, add more details to the “reality set” to those who can afford it.

Same way it is now when people with means live with more things.

“Reality Copy” of people without means would look just as it is in reality, gray and unexciting. To help people without means the software would offer “decoration” solutions to add the faux details able to transform the surroundings to less depressing. It would enter the person into “life copy” of vacation at Caribbean resorts… etc.

What in such situation could be philosophically questioned, if nothing changed in human morality, but techno advance manage to involve people into self-entertainment to such degree that a person is no longer interested to read books about other people or watch movies and hear news. Self-promotion is the ongoing and time-consuming thing. One has to research the “popular” topics.

As to participating in reality activities, there’s the issue of not having time for anything that doesn’t deal with self-promotion and earning a living.

ART commerce is growing commercially going Industrial since supplying consumer goods is always rewarding in sales. On the other hand this and techno revolution reduces interest of writers and philosophers to dig in depths where there is no depth. It makes such people disengaged with the process. When there are no critical voices to the established situation or some few art critics pretend to do what is expected of them – know about current situation not only on the art scene but at large - socially, and have strong voice against the trends that contribute to the lowering of culture. There’s no more liberal freedom since nobody reads the newspapers. Even if the working critics were principal enough to write articles and books they know their voice would not be heard. They are not vociferous about anything at all because there’s a concept of supporting and art endavour  since art is in decline and anything that relates to art needs their support.

There are no voices to oppose the current situation for many reasons such as no younger people would be interested in such undertaking also for many reasons of being disoriented in expectation of techno changes or living their me-life.

The young ones are the invisibility movers, every day someone who is young, information and internet savvy adds the invisibility statement to their online identity. I saw it on tumblr and Iheart.  (samples year web address – source)

Art consumer goods sell and make the seller get the goods since sale is the rule.

Art critics silently agree and actually it seems if they even try to disagree there is nothing in art that presently shows any direction against the established art situation.

There isn’t anything not saying a serious claim to deny aesthetic values of the art present and past, to turn away from any influence and history by the fashion avant-garde to question than resuscitate (bring back from death) art that lost vitality and practically is a dead art of dominating taste in an authoritarian culture and conformity.

Bring new blood to reinvent the art into weapon against the outlived old and positioning itself as direct opposition AGAINST art that represents culture of the present time.

Culture of consumerism that turned into visual consumerism with the help of internet is hard to oppose and challenge in any attempt of making bid public art spectacle, won’t challenge any concept but serve certain need for entertainment.

Invisible art of PJ stands against all that is dominating and culturally regressive in the present, false visual multiplicity that imply democracy and absence of segregation in visual sphere, all inclusiveness.


On so many levels PJ brings knowledge of how the present condition reflect on a mind. (non-linear thinking, information processing, constant analysis is the advanced state of high analytical creative mind /osd, adad is the side effect but there are more worse side effects) Shows the burst to create in manifestation of genius mind (can do any task without training) but unable to maintain the creative process as wholesome, bored with the immediate results. Invisibility is theoretical stability and result of high impact activity that gives fast result of creativity and genius realized in art. Then instability in the fact of the created art unpreserved and lost, destroyed.

On a lower level of people who start building some blog with enthusiasm dedicating time, research than abandoning it to become digital graveyard demonstrates inability to continue and search for new. Inability to face what yesterday seemed interesting and capture someone’s mind to give the creative boost.

(fast life, no sleep, high tech knowledge, constant search for new, unsatisfied… new is old – altogether supports “CONSUMERISM” when buying is haul more than physically needed, quantity is the need for new.

Invisible art as a concept seem to attract wide public and elite in such diametrically opposed combination, of people without high aesthetics in mind or the complete opposite illuminati-culturati. People with average or below average taste and aesthetic requirements are as interested and supportive as the elite. When it comes to someone in the middle- another phenomena, quite often those who are educated and intelligent take a stand against even one mention of the art being possibly somehow invisible.

 

These people respond very well and willing to agree with the concept as Invisible art is brought to them by mass media. In the beginning I was using internet to send out essays and saw the proof that as avant-garde wanted to reach people who never acquired artistically developed taste the invisible art was and now is more than ever suits their taste even to degree of obsession.

That’s adds insult to injury when nobody even pay attention and there’s nothing to offer as the alternative.

They want something tangible as the alternative, the grown philosophy to brew in the minds of people and artists as the sign of time.

  1. The     invisibility is the idea that has the power to antagonize the “reality     copy” but not in a sense that is widely used in the present time. To     express social isolation in case of the teens as seen on tumblr. (examples     and variations of Invisibility trend in primitive pictures shared every     day in such huge quantities no art publication ever knew, teens and     pre-teens are those with passion among the rest of us, when they spread     the word it goes far, same as the early internet time, when the word would     go far distances to large number of people)
  2. Historically     known of the episodes when many artists tried to create the so-called     invis art but it really didn’t involve much creativity except for the     concepts they came up with, but in reality it involved the reduction of     visual means and performance art when the audience came up with more ideas     acting around the non-existent artwork than the artist.

 

Personally I discovered high interactive value of the “PRESUMED” invisible painting when I was getting a lot of responses with very interesting commentaries from the people who actually insisted I was sending them info about the invisible artworks. I never made any claims when sending written essays. People decided for me and probably this is the best way for the interactive dialogue to let people decide.

3       The only known versions of invisible artworks would be not something that can turn into a philosophical school of thought but random reductions of visual means of various artists. It all came to same MOA that involved frames etc., not the process of creativity or life long creativity that would show how such artistic philosophy develops and what various periods of the artist’s life produce by his belief in his artistic style.

The known precedents of exhibiting so-called invisible art were always random statements that never continued to develop in a distinct style.

What one usually expects is a blank canvas, a picture with some written ideas which is more a topography art, a picture that is in a wrapping of covered up and is a found object art. The only known artists who continued wrapping is Christo but his art is not considered invisible even though he hides or attempts to hide what is inside the wrapping….

Recently same as in more distant periods in time many artists are trying to reduce their visual means. There’s a difference though. In previous times artists ventured into reduction of visual means with more ease. The artworks from older times with reduced visual means had much less labor and look less worked on.

Now the reduction of visual means is something that doesn’t fall under the artistic philosophy when an artists trying to prevent an overkill of the visual imagery.

If Rothko worked on his abstract painting laboriously than in current standards his work would be considered not sale’s worthy. Now to be sale-worthy the abstraction is worked to show a lot of workmanship. Surely Rothko doesn’t want anyone to see a lot of workmanship quite the opposite, he wanted his paintings to look fresh and not overdone. And in current standards he would have to toil on every dot in his painting to perfect it.

Today’s abstract paintings look like very hard-worked on simulations of surfaces that look like some textures (varieties of plain or distressed surfaces /stone and whatever is the decorative surfaces of abstracts, patterns that are used in interior design.

Overworked, machine-like is expensive looking enough to sell in the gallery but it creates a certain amount of fatigue in time. The commerce knows about it, the fatigue would bring the art buyer to buy more to add some new life to the art collection ed infinitum.

Art commerce wants more art collectors in the times when art is selling and makes money and should be called what it is – decorative luxury items.

Art or luxury decorative items was always meant for people with wealth and they always wanted to get their money worth.

When abstract painting is done in a manner to be worthy of selling price it is not creativity of conceptual thought and has no abstracted meaning. The craft of simulating surfaces is widely known and is used in interior design. When it is unique that no other craftsman can repeat it is recognized nearly as jewelry and rag-making, etc. All the items that cost money due to the high workmanship and hours, months and sometimes years of creation. Same way was built the historical hand-made furniture. Same way the current abstract decorations will hold in time. It is made for someone as rich as royalties but it doesn’t mean that it has anything to do with artistic creativity, the most mysterious and unexplained human phenomenon.

So anyone who is interested to earn money as a maker of such luxury items and be able to place them in the store for sale – the art gallery, can come up with own recipe for surface replica and start working will find a paying job on the art scene nowadays

It doesn’t involve questioning of morals, times and life. It involves many hours of working and ability to produce varieties of the same surfaces in good taste.  Instead of questioning human spirituality, or questioning art means that someone considers irrelevant and outdated, not for any breakthrough to create something revolutionary new.

Demonic Shenanigans: Sneeze

Tchoo!

Max glanced up from his laptop screen to look at Snoggle, who was lazily draped across the back of Tyrone’s chair. Tyrone was also looking at the cat instead of at the book in his hands, as he sat sideways in the chair with his legs hanging over the arm of it.

“I’m pretty sure that wasn’t the cat,” said Max.

“No, no, it definitely was. I wonder if she’s got a dust allergy or something.”

“It’s not that dusty in here, and you can’t distract me by changing the subject.”

"Max, what reason could I possibly have for sneezing? I’m a demon.”

“Hey, centuries of science still can’t tell us why humans yawn. Doesn’t mean we don’t do it all the time anyway.”

“I can easily tell you why humans yawn.”

“I don’t care.”

They both went silent again. Tyrone returned his attention to his book; Max gazed at him a moment longer before looking back to his laptop.

Max couldn’t quite get himself to focus on A History of Unicorns Across Cultures anymore, distracted as he was by the thought of sneezing demons. After a few minutes he realized he was waiting to hear another sneeze, but Ty didn’t favor him with one. Letting out a big lazy sigh, Max closed out of the ebook and brought up a doodle app to waste some time. His stylus traced a poorly shaped top hat on the screen.

“What’s that?” said Ty, who was suddenly leaning across the back of Max’s chair. Max jumped so hard the laptop almost flipped over his legs to fall to the floor, and he barely managed to catch it.

Just as he was about to let out an expletive, however, he froze. His eyes flicked back to where Ty sat wearing an expression that said he would never admit to how much he enjoyed doing that. Tyrone’s self-satisfaction seemed to waver when he saw the uncharacteristically mischievous grin spreading across Max’s face.

”’Sweet demon sneezes’,” Max said. “That’s where that expression comes from. Ohhh, man.”

Tyrone’s face went red, which offset the warning look he gave Max.

“Whatever you’re thinking, don’t,” said Ty.

Max only grinned wider.

If Max’s friends noticed him saying those words more often, they didn’t think much of it. “Sweet demon sneezes, that test was hard,” Max would say, or, “Sweet demon sneezes, have you seen the price of that kind of spellwork? It’s ridiculous.” The only exception was Journey, who heard it most, and who also most frequently witnessed Tyrone’s mock-angry reactions whenever he was present.