Recycled Human

Tiny pieces of each of us are always breaking down,
after every hardship in our lives.
Small pieces of our soul snatched away from us,
taken forever and put into the dust bin.

Garbage is what we have become,
but does there hope remain,
for the recycled human,
for that of all those tiny little pieces created,
of hearts and souls and brains,
that have been broken by pain.

Tiny fragments of imagination and culture,
obducted from our bodies like a vulture snatching at it's prey.
Puny lumps just caught away like nothing,
like they were nothing to anyone,
straight into the dust bin.

Garbage is what we have become,
but does there hope remain,
for the recycled human,
for that, of all those tiny little pieces created,
of imagination and culture and souls,
that have been broken by force.

Insignificant remnants of our past lives,
of our sights and smells,
skinned from our bare bodies.
Minute slivers scratched from our backs,
and thrown in to the dust bin.

Garbage is what we have become,
but does there hope remain,
for the recycled human,
for that, of all those tiny little pieces created,
of skin and backs and souls,
that have been taken and left in anguish.


Named by Chris who will always be remembered as the DIY guy.

Every Single Day

Everyday we find our ways through our lives
everyday,
trudging and treading through the muck
of the world to find our ways
through our lives.

Everyday we try to find a way to survive,
to keep our sanities in this world of
absolute garbage and agony,
but failing unless we are granted
by the swift and early death.

Everday we try to deal with the pain and the hate
this world has to offer,
for more than that it has not to offer,
all our lives in the hands of the devil,
for that is all there is - sin without remorse.

I've Seen it All Before

I've seen it all before,
the terror in their eyes,
the terror in the skies,
coming down like a hurricane,
breathing flame and fear,
over all the sinners of no sins.

I've seen it all before,
heard all of it before,
heard the tales and the rhymes,
of all the evil in the world,
and all of it just lies,
spoken to inset fear
into all our hearts,
so we would go and
breath flame and fear,
over all the sinners of no sins.

All the sinners of no sins.

DIY Rorschach T-Shirt

Okay this is just my attempt, and it's not finished yet so be kind.

What you need is:
- a t-shirt or a top
- some cardboard that you can fold
- black paint or any colour paint you'd like your inkblot to be in

Take your cardboard and put it inside the shirt, put paint on the shirt and fold cardboard - tadaa you've got an inkblot. Kinda like  when you were a kid and you played around with paint on paper folding it with new colours. Basically the same idea here, just more mental and old.

Added a little water to make it more inky, it's darker now than when it'll be dry

Idea for this I got from this DIY video on Youtube:

There's a Limit

There's a limitation to what a human mind can handle. There's only so much one can take, one can process and see and hear. 
There's only so much a human mind can handle.
I wish it was more, not for your benefit but for mine, I wish my mind was able to handle more.

There's a limitation to all that we can take in. To all that we can take in and learn and see and hear.
There's only so much we can take in.
I wish it was more, not for your sake but for mine, to all that I have gone through I wish I was able to see more.

There's a limitation to what you can do to a person. There's only so much a person can take, oppressed through indoctrination and pain.
There's only so much a person can take.
I wish it was less, not for my benefit, but yours since the oppression will only last forever if it isn't stopped.

Today's thoughts and some music

So we went shopping again, I bought three spray paints for 10 euro, so I'm happy about that. I'm really tired too, again, big surprise, so I think I'll try and rest at some point. Have been feeling really weird lately, again sort of  depressed but I don't feel like I have a reason anymore. I should be feeling happy, I should be happy, since there's only happiness in my life right now.

I should write more essays again too, I have one essay planned and I still haven't written it. I really should write it, because it'd be really mean to my wonderful teacher if I ask him to take my essay and then I don't deliver. I so hate missing deadlines.

I've been feeling artsy too, I feel like I should be diying all the time and I have nothing to diy. I wish I had something to paint, thankfully I have some canvas, so I'll just go fetch that and start painting. Watching Stargate and painting, what a dream. Wonderful.

Here's something that's been keeping me up for the last day:

Asking Alexandria - The Death of Me

Am I insane?
I ask myself over and over and over again
Trapped in my brain
Pull it out from the cracks in my skull
Am I alone?
Surrounded by shadows
I think I might just be suffocating

The devil came to take me to hell
But I'm already there.

Am I insane?
Am I insane?
Am I insane?

The devil came to take me to hell
But I'm already there.

[Chorus]
I won't let you be the death of me
No I refuse to let you bring me down
Bring me down
I won't let you make me out to be
The one who's in the wrong
And I've lost my mind before
But now I'm back
And I'm better than ever.

Am I insane?
I've rolled myself over
And screamed till I spit up blood
Trapped in my brain
The itching is incomprehensible and it won't stop

Am I alone?
The voices who lie but they just won't fucking go away

The devil came to take me to hell
But I'm already there.

Am I insane?
Am I insane?
Am I insane?

Am I alone surrounded by death?
I think this might just be the end

Am I insane?
Am I insane?
Am I insane?

The devil came to take me to hell
But I'm already there.

You can't take this away from me
You can't relieve these demons
You can't make this OK for me
You're the one who caused these feelings

I apologize for what I'm about to do
I try to sympathize
But at the end of the day
You brought this on yourself

[Chorus]
I won't let you be the death of me
No I refuse to let you bring me down
Bring me down
I won't let you make me out to be
The one who's in the wrong
And I've lost my mind before
But now I'm back
And I'm better than ever
Now I'm back
And I'm better than ever

The tears
Have left a blur
That I can't explain
The pain
Has left a hole
In which my heart should've been

I'm blind with rage
And I can't shake this feeling
Irrational
Impetuous
Intemperate

I'm blind with rage
And I can't shake this feeling
Irrational
Impetuous
Intemperate

I won't let you be the death of me
I refuse to let you bring me down
Bring me down
I won't let you make me out to be
The one who's in the wrong
And I lost my mind before
But I'm back and I'm better than ever

Make Up Project: Make Up of the Day 28.2.2014

Products used:
Maybelline Dream Mousse eyeshadow - brown
Lumene lipstick - 62 smiling lips

Indoctrination or Persuasion?

If you ask a man to believe what you do,
are you trying to brainwash them,
or give them fresh eyes to an old matter?
Are you trying to give them a new doctrine
without their wishes,
or are you just opening their mind to something new?

If you ask a man to do what they are told
are you trying to brainwash them,
or give them the means to fight the good fight?
Are you trying to give them a new doctrine,
or help them make a tough decision?

If you force a man to do your bidding
are you trying to brainwash them,
or help them live their life to the fullest?
Are you trying to give them a new doctrine,
or help them survive this existence?

If you force a man to do anything,
you are never helping.
If you force a man to do anything,
you are nothing but brainwashing them.
You are nothing but indoctrinating them
to your liking, but never helping them survive
anything, only force them into pain and suffering
through your suggestions and training.

Whimsical Attention to Eccentric Schemes

Whimsical ideas
of politics and media
Whimsical thoughts
on culture and education
Whimsical reflections
on civilisation and science

Droll speculations
about the meaning of life
and the universe
and all
Droll attention
towards the dumbest parts
of life
the universe
and all
Droll feelings
for love
and happiness
and all

Eccentric schemes
to rule the world
to engage the viewer
to make the masses
believe your message
Eccentric schemes
to see your life
to see your deepest thoughts
to see your filthiest lies
Eccentric schemes
to find your lies
to find your thoughts
to find your schemes

The Hive Mind

There's nothing much to be said
when it comes to a single mind
There's nothing much to be said
when it comes to group mind
There's nothing much to be said
when it comes to a hive mind

When all that is thought
it nothing important
When all that is thought
is small selfish acts
of oppression and lust
When all that is thought
is nothing but junk
Junk and garbage and rubbish
and nothing of value
pompously spread through
the masses of to make them
go to the brink
of extinction
when it comes
to independent thought
and independent minds

There's nothing to be said
when it comes to a group mind
And there will be nothing to be said
when it comes to the time of the hive mind.

Glamour Doll Eyes review

I am just super excited about these colours - I don't need to write a review: I think they're fabulous in every way imaginable and close to being as perfect as Geek Chic Cosmetics.

Top to bottom: Juicy Mango, aqua Foil, Unicorn, Bittersweet, Celestial Crow, Candy Floss cream base, Lustrous

Top to bottom: Angel wings, s&m, Heedless heart, super nova, fire breather, hitch hiker, frankenglamour