Sexe : Male
Statut : Célibataire
Age : 27
Zodiaque: Lion
Ville : Chicago
Région : Illinois
Pays: US
Date d’inscription :: 1/10/2006
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mercredi, septembre 30, 2009
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The man who despises himself tries to gain self-esteem from sexual
adventures—which can’t be done, because sex is not the cause, but an effect
and an expression of a man’s sense of his own value . . .
The men who think that wealth comes from material resources and has no
intellectual root or meaning, are the men who think—for the same reason—that
sex is a physical capacity which functions independently of one’s mind, choice
or code of values. They think that your body creates a desire and makes a
choice for you just about in some such way as if iron ore transformed itself
into railroad rails of its own volition. Love is blind, they say; sex is
impervious to reason and mocks the power of all philosophers. But, in fact, a
man’s sexual choice is the result and the sum of his fundamental convictions.
Tell me what a man finds sexually attractive and I will tell you his entire
philosophy of life. Show me the woman he sleeps with and I will tell you his
valuation of himself. No matter what corruption he’s taught about the virtue of
selflessness, sex is the most profoundly selfish of all acts, an act which he
cannot perform for any motive but his own enjoyment—just try to think of
performing it in a spirit of selfless charity!—an act which is not possible in
self-abasement, only in self-exaltation, only in the confidence of being
desired and being worthy of desire. It is an act that forces him to stand naked
in spirit, as well as in body, and to accept his real ego as his standard of
value. He will always be attracted to the woman who reflects his deepest vision
of himself, the woman whose surrender permits him to experience—or to fake—a
sense of self-esteem . . . . Love is our response to our highest values—and can
be nothing else.
- Ayn Rand
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dimanche, août 23, 2009
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“What’s the most depraved kind of human being?” – Francisco answers:
“The man without a purpose.” - Ayn Rand
And likewise, the most dangerous kind of human being is the willfully ignorant. There is no combatant against self made blindness.
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dimanche, mai 17, 2009
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If we can't train our minds to be able to express fully what is in our heads, and what we want to convey using nature, than we have no right to make the attempt if all we're to do is be convoluted by inadequate stuttering, such as whats done by the inept.
An untrained mind has no focus, direction or purpose. If you can not express yourself in any such way, how can you say that you even truly know what it is you think?
A well articulated mind is a free mind. When we train to be better artists we are trying to become more free in our transcription of nature to a composition that expresses what we find to be beautiful.
This is a part of me as much as my limbs act and react to the instructions of my mind. The Atelier and this classical practice is an outward manifestation of my internal desire for freedom. It is as important as sleeping, eating, or companionship.
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dimanche, mai 03, 2009
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An ad campaign I've headed up on early warning for Down Syndrome...

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vendredi, mars 06, 2009
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Maybe I wasn't around during the days when originality was the staple of film making as an art form, because it's been too long since Hollywood has given us anything original and most of what we get from them turns out to be blatantly insulting and linear.
I deeply relate to the excruciating time and effort that it takes to craft a work of art. It's something you agonize over, like the birthing pains a mother goes through in delivering a baby. But then to also have the additional support of thousands of people who, upon viewing your work, praise and revere you for the agony you went through to create such a thing, is a high I can only dream of.
But even still, I know passion driven work, and I can't imagine what it must be like to know that Hollywood execs are butchering it beyond imagine just to make some money.
For anyone who respects Alan Moore and the work he has created in Comic form, I implore you not to support this film by spending your money at the theater. We should be ashamed at ourselves for spending money on poorly constructed and stolen products, and then bemoan at the quality of it, when had we just done some research on it beforehand we would have known it was going to be bad.
Even still, fans will go and support it even while knowing the Movie is going to be a let down. What fans fail to realize is that by spending the money in the first place, they're encouraging Hollywood to do it again. It's telling them, yes I might not have liked it but I'll spend my money either way, you should make more crap for me to complain about.
Don't see it. Not only should you not support badly crafted art, you should keep in mind that the art we're talking about here is work defaced while the artist is still alive, and against his wishes.
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dimanche, février 15, 2009
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lundi, décembre 29, 2008
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I saw a man today while walking towards the bus stop. I saw him bolt across the street, and then I saw the car that hit him, send his body flying into the air.
The car flung him about eight feet high and ten feet down the street he attempted to cross, he went up and over the car; and then he hit the pavement and the sound was like what a large and unripened melon would make, having been dropped out of someones second story window and left to splatter onto the ground.
Only it was the mans face that hit and not a melon. I saw the man's leg twist and his face hit, and then there was motionless silence as everyone around suddenly came to the realization of what had happened, and what it meant.
Five minutes later the man, laying in his own pooled blood which didn't look real for some reason, slowly came alive and start to move. He lifted his flattened face off the ground enough for me to see that at least half of him wasn't recognizable anymore as a human.
I gave my statement to the cops, not really sure of what I had seen, or if I was saying the right things, and then walked to the bus stop as the police carted the woman driver away, and the man was placed on a stretcher.
Talking about it now sort of turns it into just a story, but its a permanent engram in my mind.
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mardi, décembre 09, 2008
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Yes sir, another ten weeks of slavery and tears and stress, and I have a few scraps to show for it...
check out my pictures.
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vendredi, novembre 28, 2008
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In light of the soon and upcoming release of The Dark Knight on DVD, I thought I would share my thoughts about this over hyped pile of trash, and considering that I'm likely one of the few people to have not seen this movie up until last night, and not in the theatre mind you, I feel no need to hold back any possible spoilers. Let me first start off by listing the good parts of the movie: Heath Ledger
Chicago Alright then, now that we have that out of the way, lets get on to the entirety of the rest of this pile of trash. When watching this movie one can't help but be reminded of its predecessor, Batman Begins, a movie which takes us down the path of Batman's origins and the struggles therein. But that's the real point in this, the first movie actually told a coherent story from point A to point B, in a very smooth and pleasant fashion. This movie on the other hand, does not. Less than half way into the film, I started to feel like the editors were maybe doing a lot of cocaine, or being geeks themselves, drank way too much Mountain Dew and in a jittery flash of inspiration decided to not give the viewers any longer than 30 seconds before cutting to something else with lots of light and flashes and raised eye brows, no shadows and strange dialogue. Which brings me to the story…what story? Because the pacing had to be quick, because they decided to cram so much garbage into this movie, because they were forced to make every quick cut, to every short scene absolutely vital, it became a stream of talking heads giving the exact dialogue needed to lead to the next rushed scene change. Here's an example: Gordon gets shot and killed. Cut. Batman is sitting there looking sad at Gordon's wife. Cut. Batman is suddenly in a night club beating guys up. Cut. Some explosion and the Joker gives us a few lines for just long enough to keep us interested. Cut. Alfred saying something witty. Cut. Morgan Freeman…and another one liner. Cut. What did Batman say again? Get my point? Literally for the length of time it takes to show us the scene where Bruce merrily shuts down the "bat cave" for good, do we then see him back on the streets as Batman as if nothing had happened a few minutes earlier. It felt as if there might have been three movies going on at once: a possible messy love triangle between Rachael, Harvey and Bruce, the "struggle" between the Joker and Batman, and what kind of person he needs to become in order to take down a criminal like that, and then Two Face shows up and starts chewing on a baby... For moments I wasn't sure if Heath Ledger and Christian Bale were even in the same movie. The Joker kills Rachael, "kills" Gordon, and mutilates Harvey, and all we get is a solemn scene in cool low light with Bale, a few sweaty lines, and Michael Caine saying something witty and brilliant like always. But that's it, that's all we get. Batman is predictable, linear, and is suddenly no longer a rooky, but has turned into James Bond, and seems to be so single minded in everything he does, that it takes the suspense right out of all the scenes which could have been good (like the interrogation scene with the Joker for instance). There is a definitive part at the end where the Joker is hanging upside down after being captured, and Batman has just uttered some inaudible line of dialogue after looking like he might want to take a bite out of something, the Joker says something which sums this movie up nicely, "This is what happens when an unstoppable force meets and immovable object…" Ledger is this giant force of an actor delivering an amazingly unstoppable performance, and yet he keeps running into the immovable stubbornness of a bad editorial team, a convoluted script, and the other supporting cast which isn't allowed to give us what we were not only promised, but got in the first film. But what tops it all was Harvey Dent. This movie was over for me when I saw Two Face. What was great about the first movie was that it kept itself in the realm of the possible. Switch to this film, which kind of starts to stretch things a bit until the end and Harvey shows us his giant unblinking, uncovered, still-able-to-see, eye ball, and it made me want to shut the thing off right then and there. The man was a walking infection and wouldn't have made it very far, let alone kill some cops for no reason other than to make the story more complicated. The Dark Knight is, in my mind, an almost bigger flop than Transformers. I say this because Transformers never really had a chance, it was never preceded by a brilliant first rendition, it didn't have a single good actor in it, and the entirety of the story was just rubbish from the start. The Dark Knight on the other hand, had the exact opposite, and took a big shit on everything it could have done, and should have been. Well…except for Heath Ledger…but he's dead now.
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vendredi, novembre 28, 2008
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Sucked. It was bad, it stunk worse than the fart I just squeezed through my asshole. It was almost as bad as Transformers, and above all...IT SUCKED!!!
An epic blog is being created as we speak, made for sole purpose of deflating the onslaught of fanboy barrage which is about to ensue.
I thought I should give you all a preemptive though, because an over-hyped movie is a lot like dealing with a roommate who's dating someone. When you're friend comes home with a woman who he's been talking about for months on end about, and when you finally see her, and then have to go through the arduous task of trying to talk to her, only coming to find that there isnt much there, you feel duty bound to run to all of your other friends, and let them know that she's actually an ugly, linear, convoluted, anachronistic, self absorbed bitch, who's riding in on the coattails of the hype which proceeded her.
Starting to see what I'm saying here?
Anyway, I'll save the rest for the real blog...
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