La Métamorphose

Art, music, leftist political opinions, philosophy and whatever else I feel like posting.

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Long time no update!

Here are some recent tattoos I have done since moving to Montréal.

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Thank you! every time I would watch Willy Wonka & the Chocolate factory I thought the same damn thing! Grandpa Joe was just being a lazy ass ole’ fart! ;  )

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Thumbs up, Texas women

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Flawless. So jealous!

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Nailed it

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I still fucking love this song and this movie.

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Fitness/lifestyle goal: Sarah Connor (Linda Hamilton) of Terminator. Gotta work on my chin ups and target practice.

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My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult- A Daisy Chain 4 Satan

Seriously, why is our culture so obsessed with drugs?

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Finished this up on myself. Black and grey anchor.

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Trash Talk- Awake

In the land of nod, he who sleeps with both eyes open is god. And makes a living off of killing the living one at a time. I am your hammer and sickle I am your ball and chain I am your brain on drugs I seek the peak of bliss and ZZZ is all I wish Reflected in conniption fits I'm jaundiced, gaunted, sick sick sick. Awake. I sleep through day after day but I just want to stay awake I know the path is steep but still I seek the king of sleep Amassed in moss, this ivory face I see cannot be me Tie me off, come on and string me out Collapse the highways to my heart straight from the horses mouth I am the hole in your pocket I am your ball and chain I am your brain on drugs I seek the peak of bliss and ZZZ is all I wish Reflected in conniption fits I'm jaundiced gaunted sick sick sick awake.

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Trash Talk- Explode

Clouds part and out come the howitzers Cue the earthquakes spare the heartbreak Now you're unproud still the sky falls in showers Anthrax and anarchy Lucid illusions of Hades in HD Caps are a blast but to please me you need TNT Explode Stand by watch me Explode Goodbye blue sky Explode Stand by me Explode No one can save you now A bush burns while bullets fly You prayed for God instead the dogs of war arrived Cursed to the core Your final frontier lies facedown on a bomb shelter floor Anthrax and anarchy Lucid illusions of Hades in HD Caps are a blast but to please me you need TNT Explode Stand by watch me Explode Goodbye blue sky Explode Stand by me Explode No one can save you now From the peak of Mount Vesuvius to the deepest depths at Dome of the Rock Nothing can save you if you want it or not No more redemption I didn't come to sling salvation I bring you missiles tonight Stand by and watch me Explode Stand by watch me Explode Goodbye blue sky Explode Stand by me Explode No one can save you now

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Witchy gemstone tattoo on Meg Kenny, super bud. Thanks! More of these please!

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Bábóg na Bealtaine, maighdean an tSamhraidh, Suas gach cnoc is síos gach gleann, Cailíní maiseacha bán-gheala gléasta, Thugamar féin an samhradh linn.

Mayday doll, maiden of Summer Up every hill and down every glen, Beautiful girls, radiant and shining, We have brought the Summer in.

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All Things Wicca | via Tumblr on We Heart It - http://weheartit.com/entry/58660323/via/Autum_Aestheticc

Hearted from: http://allthingswicca.tumblr.com/post/48058178342

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I hope Beltane is treating you all to fire, passion, fertility, growth and sun.

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Assistant to the Branch Manager

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Reduce cellulite. Be gone dry skin. Vanish unwanted facial hair. Diminish stretch marks. Fade age spots. Eliminate feminine odor. Lose weight. Dissolve belly fat. Erase wrinkles. I think someone wants me to disappear.

Guerrilla Girls    (via chubby-bunnies)

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Perfect background music for the Sorrows.

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My translation of this, a favourite passage of the Sorrows of Young Werther by Goethe.

La vie humaine est un songe ; d'autres l'ont dit avant moi, mais cette idée me suit partout. Quand je considère les bornes étroites dans lesquelles sont circonscrites les facultés de l'homme, son activité et son intelligence ; quand je vois que nous épuisons toutes nos forces à satisfaire des besoins, et qu'à prolonger notre misérable existence ; que notre tranquillité sur certaines questions qui nous tenaient à coeur n'est qu'une rêverie resignée, semblable à celle de prisonniers qui auraient couvert de peintures variées et de riantes perspectives les mures de leur cachot ; tout cela, mon ami, me rend muet. Je rentre en moi-même, et j'y trouve un monde, mais plutôt en pressentiments et en sombres désirs qu'en réalité et en action ; et alors tout vacille devant moi et je souris, et je m'enfonce plus avant dans l'univers en rêvant toujours.

Human life is an illusion ; others have said it before me, but this idea follows me everywhere. When I consider the narrow bounds within which man's faculties are circumscribed, his activities and his intelligence; when I see that we exhaust all our energy to satisfy our basic needs, which serves only to preserve our miserable existence ; that our tranquility about certain questions which we hold to our very heart is nothing but a reserved dream comparable to those of prisoners who want nothing more than to cover the walls of their cell with a variety of paintings and jolly perspectives ; all this, my friend, silences me. I withdrawn into myself, therein I find a world, but one of intuitions and sombre desires rather than reality or action ; and thus all flickers before me and I smile, and I sink further into my universe, always dreaming.