If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.
Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast (via quoted-books)
It’s 9:30 & I want to go to sleep.
There are several more artistic things I want to do, but I have a migraine, my feet hurt, & my parents are going to sleep…so I have to be quiet & can’t do all the things I want to do….I need my own place….I need my own place…. I NEED MY OWN SPACE….something that I can have projects going & keep my own hours. *sigh* I’ll get there, but for now, sleep so I can deal with my minimum wage job so I can save up while I find a better job & make a space for me.
#cleopatra with the nose knocked off. I wonder if people still think she was European like the movies betray…
I still think it’s one of the most desperate things whites have done to blacks and to black history. The disrespect is outrageous. They came to our country and mentally could not fathom how these black civilizations could be so great. They literally rode through our lands and shot the noses off of our statues. Why? So that the statues would no longer resemble the African people and they could LIE about the origins of Egypt and countless other civilizations. It was a widespread practice. It’s why statues of Pharaoh’s and their wives have no noses. It’s why the Sphinx has no nose. When I was in middle and high school, we were taught that the noses had fell off due to time and poor craftsmanship! They have literally tried to teach us that our ancestors were shitty builders of noses just to hide their malicious destruction of our heritage. European fears of African peoples had to come from somewhere. I want to know what part of the history is missing. There’s something that they don’t want to be told.
The shade is real
i was taught that the noses fell off as well and actually continued to believe this. in retrospect this makes no sense, considering greek/roman statues pretty much always have intact noses whereas egyptian ones are always conveniently missing theirs. thank you for pointing this out to me, i hadn’t even made that connection until now.
The bolded was me too and I am seriously embarrassed that I never even thought about how that could be false.
Damnnn. I hate myself for not realizing this.
I hate myself even more, since I know the ancient Egyptians created their sculptural works with the idea of permanence in mind. They were literally built to last throughout the afterlife. Notice how the majority of their monumental sculpture is stone-bound, without any protruding elements or breakable appendages. That’s because many of these sculptures were intended to house the life-force (Ka) of those they portrayed. Of their favorite materials were basalt and diorite, both extremely hard stones that were incredibly difficult to carve. Meaning a nose just doesn’t “fall off” because of “poor craftsmanship,” you would literally have to take a hammer to it. Fuckers.
Battle scene: how did she stop his heart with her fingertips? Revenge is a Bitch named Beatrice. Perfect soundtrack for her struggle: Bastard, you’re going down. Drum solo is my enemies heart beat when they see my ass. That’s why I enjoy the sneak attack. Black Mamba, baby. Strike first, watch you suffer afterwards. They deserved it anyways. Would you have done any different if you were in her shoes? That’s what I thought, speechless.
prompt: Kill Bill (films by Quentin Tarantino) song: “Lift Me Up” by Five Finger Death Punch
my ultimate goal is to be at peace with myself, eliminate toxic feelings and elements and energies from my life, unlearn negative and harmful practices and thought patterns, stop checking for people that don’t check for me, create a space for myself that is nurturing for growth so that i may generate loving energy for myself and for others, nourish my spirit and balance my energies, i have big dreams and i deserve to live a life i love and let that love radiate