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:wow: OK, so now you HAVE to see this... [link]

My big black Hellhound (did I tell you I've got a big black Hellhound? Oh btw I've got a big black Hellhound. He's a dude. I'll post some photos anon). Anyway, he has a horrific mystery disease at the mo, I'm very worried about him, busy nursing him & c & c.
:(

We are also v. poor, to the extent that even the proverbial church mice think they are a cut above us & walk by with their snotty little noses in the air, vaunting their rags & their morsel of mouldy cheese like Conformist Consumer Whores. Sanctimonious MF's, I so hate them. :roll: Come the Revolution... oh, we've already had it, haven't we. Didnae come to much did it? *sighs wearily* Oh well, maybe next time. So until then (almost) any commissions for photomanipulation, photo-retouching or photography  or trad art / basic graphic design welcome *hint hint* Reasonable rates, blah blah blah...

*hmmm* What else can I tell you? Well, not much about what is larfingly called my 'Real Life'. Apparently ppl 'can't cope' with hearing about such horrors. My heart bleeds for them, it really does. Not. Try coping with living it, asshats. Besides, the faux-respectable perps of these horrors (they know who they are) who have sab'ed my artistic career &, well, just about every aspect of my life in pursuit of their abusive, manipulative, money grubbing, selfish pathological priorities have finally (sort of) caught up with the 21st century & discovered cyber-stalking, so legal & practical considerations oblige me to be carefully guarded online as IRL. So all I will say is... well, as regular readers of this Journal ~ literally several ppl I believe ~ will be aware, I am a cut-price (buy one get one fucking free) Prophet Without Honour [link] ...so here's a little prophecy kinda in the stylii of the Prophets of Olde, but like minus the flaming eyes / Jim Morrison beard. Enjoy...

:skullbones: :mwahaha: :skullbones:

Eternal Twilight is falling on The Fat Controllers regime of terror. And you know what they say ~ the fatter they come the harder they fall. Or something.

:skullbones: :mwahaha: :skullbones:

:shrug: So, moving swiftly(ish) on, let's keep it lightweight, huh? Relatively speaking anyway: I don't really DO lightweight, innit.

*ponders a mo* Ah yes... I've started playing guitar again &, um... singing, or something vaguely resembling singing anyway XD. Be afraid, be very very afraid. I'm not partic good, never was, but that doesn't matter too much. It's in part about reclaiming one of the things that was stolen from me & used against me by those I used to love... ie Music. Also I figured (I figured? Oh Christ, I'm turning into a fucking American!) that if I'm going to be a Wandering Bohemian Gentleman Vagabond, then I should busk. Perhaps I can train the hound to howl along. And that's the other thing, it is a kind of howling in that playing / singing a song can be amazingly cathartic, y'know? I suppose this is why I only do songs that mean something to me. At the moment these are all covers of other ppls songs, altho I change the arrangments & sometimes the words. Purrrhaps one day I will feel confident enough to start writing my own again. Discovering the recent solo work of wacky Welsh dood Euros Childs (formerly of cult Psyc Folk pioneers Gorkys Zygotic Mynci) has been a great inspiration on this front: his quirky, happy-go-lucky, playful ~ altho also occassionally wistful ~ lo-fi DIY shoestring approach to making music helped remind me of who I was, once upon a time, long long ago. Here is Euros perched on a harbour wall singing his song Look at my Boots [link] You can find more on his website 'The National Elf Libary' here [link] some of it recorded on a cassette deck in his kitchen. As teh lo-fi ethic goes this is about as uber as it gets, innit.
:nod:

Oh also, this is real Coolcute [link] :a tousle-headed young Björk Guðmundsdóttir delivering a short, informal but informative lecture about her television and warning us of the ever-present danger of Icelandic Poets. Gotta luff Björk.
:toocool:

And finally, I've just discovered Uncyclopedia (where have I been, living under a stone? Well, yes actually... on a p/t basis anyway) which (in case you've been hanging out under stones too) is an extensive spoof on Wikipedia. Check it, as they say, out [link] Below is  the article for 'Consumerism'... which is actually pretty spot on accurate, in my opinion. 'Jesus Christ' [link] and 'The Russian Revolution' (aka The Slightly Less Important at the Time but Ultimately Very Important Event) [link] and the (extensive) page of made-up quotes by Oscar Wilde [link] are also to be commended to the attention of the discerning. Talking of Jumpin' Jayzus, useful extracts from his unbook DIY and Carpentry Tips by Jesus Christ can also be found on Uncyclopedia here [link] *snickers* (why haven't we got an emoticon for *snickers* yet?)  

Consumerism
From Uncyclopedia, the content-free encyclopedia

Consumerism is by far the most popular ideology in The Free World today. It has its origins in the Baby Boomer generation, but it would be folly to give them sole credit. Modern teenagers and others with disposable income have promulgated consumerism to heights never before dreamt of. Also known as "The American Way," consumerism has taken the United States by storm and has spread to many other countries. Consumerists are only dimly aware of this fact, however, since the consumerist lifestyle leaves little room for learning about the outside world.

The energizer bunny is the founding savior of consumerism, which was officially started when he planted the seeds for the dollar tree.
Speaking of the outside world, there's this big sale you don't want to miss. Okay, it doesn't have anything to do with the outside world, but who cares? You've got money to burn, so go spend it at this sale so you can save loads of money!

During The Great 'Ism Schism of the late 1800's, many countries were looking for new 'isms to espouse. With most of the 'archies (monarchy, oligarchy, anarchy, etc.) and 'ocracies (democracy, plutocracy, aristocracy, etc.) already established or destroyed, political science majors began to worry that they would run out of things to write their Ph.D. theses on. With the advent of the Important Event, the Other Important Event, and the Slightly Less Important at the Time but Ultimately Very Important Event, a whole lot of stuff happened. Ask your parents about it.

What's important is that eventually, there were two Superisms being esposed in the world: Capitalism and Communism. Obviously communism had to be destroyed, but the American Capitalists™ realized that capitalism wasn't going to win very many people over either. The vulger masses, they realized, needed a new opiate to subdue them. Religion wouldn't work, because Karl Marx had declared religion to be "the opiate of the masses," and the last thing The Free World needed was to take advice from the author of the Communist Manifesto.

Despite being surrounded by large amounts of expensive executive office furniture, which respected humorologist Dave Barry has proven to be a major cause of stupidity, the American Capitalists™ perceived that maybe the trick to convincing people that capitalism was great was not to simply be ridiculously wealthy and surround themselves with luxuries, but to also invest some of their capital in producing cheap luxuries that the vulgar masses would consume in massively vulgar quantities, so that they too would believe that they were reaping the benefits of capitalism. With the help of such great American corporations like Wal-Mart, the American Capitalists™ set into motion Operation: Cheap Plastic Crap, which would eventually be known (to political science majors) as consumerism. Having two distinct 'isms gave America a distinct advantage over communist nations, for complicated reasons. Don't worry about it, it's probably not important. Hey, I've heard that Starbucks has come out with a new drink, let's go check it out.

With the invention of the shopping mall, consumerism has grabbed The Free World by the balls. China has largely taken over the capitalist aspect of manufacturing, which gives The Free World more opportunities to be consumerist without wasting space on factories or being employed in a business that actually produces things. There is an amusing irony in the fact that the communist Chinese were tricked into supporting capitalism.

Consumerist rituals are practiced by many teenagers and bored housewives, who colloquially refer to their respective practices as "hanging out at the mall" and "shopping." These rituals vary in the number of people involved and their specific interests, but they all involve the ceremonial sacrifice of money. Increasingly popular is the use of convenient plastic cards that substitute for money in many of these rituals.People couldn't possibly be happier; the vulgar masses (remember them?) can wander for hours in shopping malls and not find a single thing that they need. Cheap luxuries in the form of impractical clothing, entertainment systems, and Pokémon cards abound, allowing people to purchase all the things they need to feel like they are comfortably wealthy. This has been excellent for the economy; the lack of investment in long-term necessities, like buying a house or starting a retirement plan, has helped to keep the currency flowing. This is good because it gives accountants, financial consultants, and economics majors jobs.

I'm not sure how exactly it does this, but we can discuss that after buying that CD your favorite band just came out with. You know, the one that's exactly the same as their last album, but with one brand new, never-before-heard bonus song.



I think that says it all, nes pas? OK, now I'm orf to tend the wounds of my poorly Hellhound & feed him some corpse & c & c...


*tips tophat & waves teacup w/ a sploshy flourish*
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You like HAVE to see this: [link] a slightly surreal & dash amusing 2 minute utube compilation vid containing every single "What ho?" from the tickety boo Fry & Laurie TV adaptions of P.J. Wodehouse's splendid Jeeves & Wooster books. It (sort of) reminds me of me, in my yoot. Except I had a tad of a Northern Twang to my English whimsy.

Also, of a similar ilk [link]

Oh btw, I really fucking hate ppl. Just thought I'd share that with y'all. I've prob mentioned it before, but it's always worth saying again. Innit.
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I'm on a campaign for pain
And when I get elected
I'll wipe the white of your house
The smile off your face
This is the black collar song
Put it in your middle finger and sing along
Use your fist and not your mouth



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BEAUTIFUL BROKEN THINGS
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Per Aspera Ad Astra

A Prologue

Beautiful Things remind us about Joi d'Vivre (that's French for 'The Joy of Life', in case you didn't know. The French know about these things). Broken Things remind us of the the Sorrow of Life, a Journey whose inevitable destination is Death. Part of the enduring appeal & fascination of the aesthetics of Dark Culture is that it epitomises this apparent paradox re the nature of Life, The Universe and… well, Everthing. Innit. Beautiful Broken Things are like the pearl in the oyster, the Phoenix rising from the ashes, the poppies on the fields of Flanders…

I rescued / adopted a Beautiful Broken Thing the other day. Again. :roll: It's one of my Bad Habits *haha* I luff my Bad Habits, they're fucking A. His name is Boo da Bruce, and he's a Big Black Headbanging Hellhound. A Labrador x Great Dane. Daft as it may sound to some, I think we just sort of recognised each other as Soul Brothers. 'Cos I'm a Beautiful Broken Thing... and a big Black Metal hellhound too! XD. But we shall come back to my Madcap Misadventures w/ Boo when the Journal proper begins. That's what it's all about... sort of.

But first *rustles parchment* I should purrrrhaps elucidate a tad 'pon WTF I mean by 'Beautiful Broken Things'. Yes folks, it's the Prologue: the boring bit at the beginning that no-one reads! Actually this is the abridged verion…

:skullbones:

We are all Beautiful Things at heart. And bare[sic] in mind here that beauty, real beauty is more than skin deep, it's the inner starlight that shines out of the eyes. Have you noticed how (almost) everyone has beautiful eyes? And the prettiest face in the world is a dead lump of dross without that starlight. So we are all Beautiful Things…or at least, that's how we began. Then the proverbial Shit happens. The thousand petaled jeweled lotus (that we each carry within us) that is our birthright, the right to Be what we Be... becomes stained & trampled just as it begins to unfold. Or before it even gets chance. We become Damaged Goods
:sadangel:

Neurosis, Psychosis, Personality Disorders, Trauma Disorders, Dysthymia… how do we get Damaged? Genetic Damage? Chemical Inbalance? *pffft* Although it is still currently being hushed up, these theories (and they were NEVER anything more than unproved theories) of the dogma of Orthodox Psychiatry have now been exposed by the latest Scientific Research as the hokum they always were (I won't go into it here for the sake of brevity, but if you want sources / references, just ask… the long dormant campagain to bring down the State Sanctioned Torturers called Psychaitrists & the Government backed / Pharmo Fatcat funded attempts to mass-medicate the General Populace into Brave New World stylii Zombies is underway… join us!).

We get Damaged by ppl whose Cowardice & Ignorance & Conformity have led them to take the 'easy' option and Disassociate from their Damage. Rather than deal with their shit they pass it on to the next generation like a meta-fucking-phorical Disease. Or Mainstream Sheeple ppl who insist that we all be just like them & Conform to the Norm. Twats, to use a technical term. We get More Damage because, rather than passing our shit down the line like those that Damaged us, we turn it in on ourselves.  


Disassociation is a hugely pervassive problem / fucked up social norm. Instead of healing from hurts by facing them ~ Emotional Processing ~ most people Disassociate. This is paramount to papering over cracks / sweeping the shit under the carpet / insert your own analogy for being a complete fuckwit here.

But it is fundamental truth of the Human Psyche that you can't just bury Damage & 'just Move On' (I hate that phrase: if there was an Award for Crapiest Bit of Popularist Empty Rhetoric, it would win… it is Asshattery Incarnate). Damage doesn't just 'die' if you bury it, ie Disassociate. It festers & grows underground, breeding Unspeakable Monsters in the Dark Night of the Soul.

To give a very simplified example of a complex subject: I now dispute the 'fact' that Clinical Depression (as differentiated to Reactive Depression) even exists. Depression is real, devasting (don't I know!) but all Depression is reactive. Whether they realise it or not, ppl get depressed because their lives are shite.It's that simple. It's that complex. Somewhere, there are reasons. The Doctors can't help you, popping pills won't heal your ills. Neither will allowing The Man to brainwash you with CBT or any of that shiz.  Unless you really think papering over cracks is the Way of the Wise?


The only way out of Hell is thru it.

It's scary, it's dangerous, it's painful... it's Real.


Thanx for reading… Respec'
One World One Love :peace:

:skullbones:


Here's a few Beautiful Broken Things that have inspired me of late, purrrhaps they will help you find your Way too …

Katie Jane Garside Frabjous, dirty, scrawny stoned dreadhead Ragdoll Rawk Chick with flowers in her hair Extraordinaire turned touslekin Folk Noir Chanteusse,  the Queen of Beautiful Broken Things. Her music, partic her current Ruby Throat project with Guitarist / Pinhole 'Tog Chris Whittingham, is the soundtrack to our Damaged Goods lives at the mo. I would love to see these dudes play live, but they appear to live & work mostly in France these days (I refer you to what I said about the French at the outset… hmmm).

Artwork  [link]

Music & 'In the Arms of Flowers' Vid (which is hauntingly enchanting…) [link]

Barebaiting Vid (despite the Country influence (!) I sooo luff this song… & the video make me cry, for personal reasons)
[link]

Katie Janes blog (not updated for a couple of years now, but interesting, impressionistic, intelligent, quirky… one gets the impression that there is a lot more to this Lady than the scatterbrained lunatic of her Daisy Chainsaw persona)
[link]


:iconpreciouslittle: Precious Little (aka Darya Dasha): another intense, intelligent woman who happens to be blessed (or cursed) with a svelte, haunting, haunted beauty & a disquieting Creative Imagination. Which she primarily expresses via modeling. And now singing too: her ethereal, spacey vocals w/ mysterious Russian overtones distinguish an interesting LA Industrial / EBM / Darkstep band called SICH. The music website also feats some rather fine & dandy promo photos of Ms. Dasha looking like an airbrush pinup 30's-chic Cyberchick.

DA Gallery
[link]

Latest DA Journal
[link]

Music (SICH)
[link]


:iconmelancholija: Melancholija, the original face of  the embryonic 'Damaged Goods'   [link] an IRL / Virtual Self-help / Support Group: intended / envisaged primarily as a practical (IRL & online) resource for Alt / Subculture ppl / Neurodiverse ppl / Transgender ppl who have suffered 'Damage' (of any sort: physichal / emotional / psychological)... whether from Mainstream individuals, the self-appointed Authorities or Society in general... in  connection with the fact that they are 'different' (and fucking proud of it!). Currently there's precious little genuinely empowering / empathetic support available for general victims of Prejudice, Manipulation, Abuse, Hate Crime, the 'Mental Health Care' System, etc, etc. For an 'Alt' individual the situation is even worse, as so much so-called 'Support' is essentially geared into 're-intergrating' Damaged ppl back into The Mainstream, as if that was some sort of Platonic Reality :roll:

DA Profile: [link]


:iconcrossingmissvampire: CrossingMissVampire: one word: INTENSE

DA Profile: [link]


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