Blood Sign
Saint Creature I spent more time planning this shot than taking it… Read More
Saint Creature
Love Road
How far can you go on just one love?…
Even if it’s about the love of music. However, this has already helped more than anything. I’m interested in lyrics, that is, I study the language, the pronunciation of words (ha-ha, albeit with a British accent), and these slow steps are better than nothing. I’m attracted by the idea of being in a city a little bigger than now. To have objects to shoot. Let’s be honest, I would like to live until I turn 50, for example. Although it’s still a long way to go. About the same as 20, which also seem quite far away. I don’t see any harm in staying here, but this is the case when you’re scared not by the city or the nearby border, but by the fact of being in the country itself. And this is what creates the feeling that your whole life will pass you by. And if you really want to live and see something, somehow express yourself – you need something more. In terms of population and in general… frankly? I really don’t mind living again where I could go to concerts, take pictures at concerts, record videos. I liked it then, 8 years ago.
What am I willing to give for it? The thing is that there is nothing left to give. I see that our material affairs are not going well, so in any case, the life we are used to will soon not be what it is. And living on 300 dollars a month is such a prospect.
I hope that music will “take me out”, and I will take us out. That it will work.
Sometimes I sincerely think that my health problems now are 75% due to the situation and the place, and not to health problems as such. And the fact that this whole situation is psychologically oppressing me is very influential. So…we’ll see..
‘Cause my money, see, it don’t grow(c)Ynk
I do things that don’t sell, but there is always one buyer. That’s me. And when you look at a gallery and you like the result of your work, you’re on the right track. Because this is your world. In general, no matter what a person does, their creativity is their inner world. Any creativity. That’s why I love different creativity and different people.
And the main thing I want to see in a person’s work is two things. The first of them is their soul, and the second is the desire to see the final result in their creativity. Because I’ve seen more than once how what starts to sell ceases to be what inspires you. That’s why I understand that certain people try to make money with their talent, but I love those who see a certain psychotherapy in their creativity. An attempt to find themselves in this world, to find people like them, to find those who will share their world. Because loneliness, even with money, is a very scary thing.
Handmade site rating
What do I do at night?..the article rating system!)))
Above is a rough example of how it would look on content that requires its own assessment. As I joked – I made a rating system based on the wishes of all religious people and loyal population groups (sarcasm). Actually, this is not the worst option. There should have been “dick picks”. But I thought about the topic “..what if..” so as not to be banal. I found an example of a tentacle, modified it for myself, and here it is. The articles on the site already have a rating system! And the number is also nice – the maximum rating is 6 out of 6 (hello, the devil’s number).
It may seem silly, but every detail is important on a website. And I know this, so I do everything gradually. The more details, the more personalized the site will look. I want you to see a picture in Google and immediately understand what site it is from. So that it interests a person. Especially since tentacles (theoretically) will not send the page to the “adult” category and will not reduce traffic. Although yes, unloyal people will bypass an article where they see signs of LGBTQ. But I don’t care, because it is more valuable when your resource is visited by people who share the rights of others.
You’re fucking with the boss now!..
It’s been playing in my head for the last few days and not only. Today it’s more relevant than ever, because…
Once upon a time…
I had the experience of running a sex blog, or rather a blog about sex toys and other experiences. When I was washing apples for juice, I thought that…this would be a good background for taking a picture with a toy. It was funny, considering that it all happened right in front of the neighbours windows, but…you have to catch the moment when there is inspiration, as I did 🙂
And you said baby don’t bother, you know it’s..
..It’s all in your head
But tell me have you heard a single word that I’ve said?.. Read More
Alcohol like a sex..
I caught myself thinking that for me, drinking with someone…stranger is like having sex with just anyone. That is, you can, but why? While promoting the topic “why doesn’t everyone sleep with everyone”, I came to the conclusion that there is no point in this. For example, you can catch some kind of disease. A person can be sloppy (in your understanding), a person can be interested “in themselves”. A person can behave in a way that we find unpleasant. It’s just that in sex there are more “animal” instincts, and then there is the very essence of alcohol as such. So, to the idea that you shouldn’t sleep with just anyone, you come to another – that, respecting yourself, you also shouldn’t drink with people you don’t…respect? Probably.
As Dasha once said – “a person is not my level”. Well, apparently, in this interpretation, it is somewhere like that.
Nothing to say
Lately, I’ve been thinking more and more often that I’m “burned out” on writing something, and now, my attempt to write a big post for the main blog almost ends in a fiasco because… I don’t know what to write about. I don’t know how to write good reviews about TV series, I don’t know how to tell stories about actors, and I’m not the kind of person who would study huge amounts of information just to say “a famous actress starred in the series that you might have seen…”, because I myself haven’t seen that actress anywhere else. Could this very blog reader have seen her somewhere? Or is it even important to tell it? But the point is not that, but that I simply have “nothing” to tell. To convey some idea. I understand technical articles, but others are too difficult for me to reproduce right now. I can’t just take this text and publish 1,000 words about something I watched or heard. Simply because there is no inspiration, but… it has been gone for quite some time.
So… should I have ended it there? It’s hard to say. But I understand that I need some kind of “restart” to make everything work again. All that remains is to find a way to do it…
Letters for Silence
Today I caught myself thinking that I don’t want to be in silence. To write for silence, to create for silence. I want to be seen, to be heard. So that what I do has a response. And I don’t expect it to be a response at the level of the previous blog. At least in the first years of its existence. But, at the same time, I already see that there are people who like my posts on social networks, although I started my new path only a month and a half ago. I see that there are visits to the blog. I see that there are creative people who are on the same wavelength with me. And I see inspiration in this. I have a desire to create something and share it. To develop it all. To go through trials and experiments.
I think that this engine in itself will become both a reason for a deeper study of the language and an increase in the desire to integrate into some other system. To be part of another world. And let someone say that “everything new should be started before 25-30 (years)”, but I believe that only now you see and feel what you want, and in which direction to move further.
I am sincerely inspired by the idea that some people achieved success only after 40 years, because I also see and feel that only now can I choose the direction in which to live the next part of our lives. I believe that 2025 will be a breakthrough. And I will do everything to catch up with what was lost in the past two years. The past three years.