Who wants to watch me have a mental breakdown?

Adam, unequivocally unhinged, balancing between insomnia and a dead end job. poetry/guitar/nature 420/69/2407 "Be sober, be vigilant for your adversary the devil walkith about seeking whom he can devour" ask................!! | poetry.............!| down there.\/

[baphometaphysicist]

Can't believe im back here again...

Im afraid, its way too late To take this thing and work it out. You left a bad taste One that i can't chase Of this i really have no doubt. But it took one hard look To finally realize why you can't reciprocate. Your heads too far gone You waited for so long Now i have no sympathy. everything i knew was just tragedy. I lost my love to lakes of falling gravity Now here i take a loss to my morality Fuck you there's my reciprocation I cursed her name whenever id look back at her over my shoulder. She asked me why, I said so i didn't have to when i finally meant goodbye.

[anatoref]

Light and Shading Tutorial

[hylianjean]

This breaks it down a bit more toward the level I need

[shoomlah]

good tutorials are few and far between ( a lot of artists seem to get caught up in the superficial trappings of portraiture rather than the nitty gritty fundamentals), but these breakdowns by Bryan Lee are just fantastic.  Super applicable tips and tricks, no matter your personal technique/approach.

[baphometaphysicist]

Who could love someone so tormented?

[skylarsheldonsidneygracie-deact]

[serotina]

Dirby woke us up at 8 AM with another impromptu ukulele serenade. this little one brings so much happiness.

[rembrandtswife]

THIS IS SO PRECIOUS

[sweetiesugarbird]

SUCH TALENT

[constable-connor-deactivated201]

Birb plays guitar like a mother effing riot.

[beatlenumber9]

A Portuguese artist, named José Cardoso, made a series of photos called Play-Doh Portraits. The results are a lot more terrifying than their name suggests.

All of these are some serious @sixpenceee shit!

There’s more in the article, linked below.

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/entry/play-doh-portraits-jose-cardoso_us_5734e23fe4b08f96c18294c4

[baphometaphysicist]

Okay, im going to try to explain Something that's been causing such pain. Non-quixotic. Without breaking any laws. I used to be an addict, in which My agenda became selectively systematic. My views became narrow, I'll thought and raw I missed the big things i know i should have sought. In a way while i still lived this way I somehow always knew. Something had hit me, had stuck to my heart. And i never had a clue til now. I think, i felt it once when i was riding rails, Trains and doing bumps. I came to meet another runaway, In a town called Dodge city A little kid, it felt like something you'd find from a movie. Certain cues were obvious Like how bad She had been abused And i was aware of this. Some things you can't miss When you've lived a life in that tune. She was trying to hop the rails too, Getting away from her point of abuse, which turned out Was a kind of foster house, a velvet noose. A dingy sin infested den A mother figure od'd in the corner seat, Oh the things just laying out to see. Malnourished children Staring blindly at the tv, Playing with syringes and dirty spoons, the place filthy. The oldest; my new friend, 10 The youngest, no older than 3. I gazed horrified. These children. I Couldn't help feeling Mortified, then motivated. I attempted to move the children I took them a few houses to the neighbors down the road. Attempted to save the mother And ran into the abusive motherload. Now I'm not a big guy and back then i wasn't either, so imagine me 5'8 Fighting a 6'2 meth dealer. I used what i know to get an advantage. Surprised his huge ass And then i did some damage. That's where i changed, Where the old me had died. I suppose that's what will happen When you save someone's life. I got out of that town, That night. Hopped back on the train Under a half moons light. Thinking the whole time how it felt so surreal, As i wiped the blood off my hands I knew those kids had a fresh chance to heal. I've never been the same And I'm trying not lose it, But if i were to die at least now In a way you know it. I'm glad i never dragged anyone Into this life of mine I regret some decisions. Ultimately i think it was for the best. I never stopped loving. I just lost sight of what was important after being blinded for a while. I'm sorry things ended the way they did ill never forgive myself for what happened. this hell ill accept until God grants me otherwise. I'm sorry.

[baphometaphysicist]

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[baphometaphysicist]

How do i block these fucking porn blogs from adding me. Seriously

[sixpenceee]

The effect of sound on the flow of water. (Source)

[sixpenceee]

Dolphins swimming at night in water full of millions of luminous plankton. (Source)

[skycolors8]

This is the most magical thing I have ever seen

[baphometaphysicist]

What is to be said Of a man, who's head Is filled with the pain of the living And the sympathy of the dead. Where once was a heart Filled with love in abundance But now holds a contempt For love, lack there of. Spoken words absent, Meaningless and hollow. Sight line befuddled Murky and shallow. My belief in anyone faded Years in the making, But now i am my circle No souls, no mistaking.

[baphometaphysicist]

There was a time where i had the opportunity ,no; the ability to do/go/be whatever. I would've done anything and everything for. But no one knows what it means to be faithful, or honest. I think it's high time i said goodbye to these old memories. My past. I'm being weighed down by my past like a paper weight. I need to let the wind take me, away from everything.

[baphometaphysicist]

What it means

Ive forgotten What it means to be loved, To love and live. Im no longer who im supposed to be. I've forgotten What it means.

[funnygamememes]

lmao

[baphometaphysicist]

Misplaced

I've dreamed of lives and futures With a thousand different faces. The gleaming scenes And broken things all seem to be misplaced. I sit and wonder What could be real Instead of living in the now. I think that's why I'm lost I can't feel an even ground.

[architags]

[architags]

PAD studio, SPUD group & Stephen Turner. Exbury Egg. photos: Nigel Rigden/ designboom  - The ‘Exbury Egg’ adopts the two key premises of “Lean, Green and Clean” and “Reduce, Reuse and Recycle”.