Pablo Picasso - Bull (1945)

“Pablo Picasso created ‘Bull’ around the Christmas of 1945. ‘Bull’ is a suite of eleven lithographs that have become a master class in how to develop an artwork from the academic to the abstract.

In this series of images, all pulled from a single stone, Picasso visually dissects the image of a bull to discover its essential presence through a progressive analysis of its form. Each plate is a successive stage in an investigation to find the absolute ‘spirit’ of the beast.”

DEAR MISS: Notwithstanding the cloud of doubts which overshadows the mind of adoring fancy, when I trace that vermillion cheek, that sapphire eye of expressive softness, and that symmetrical form of grace, I am constrained to sink into a flood of admiration beneath those heavenly charms. Though, dear Miss, it may be useless to introduce a multiplicity of blandishments, which might either lead you into a field of confusion, or absorb the truth of affection in the gloom of doubts; but the bell of adulation may be told from the distance of its echo, and cannot be heard farther than seen. Dear Miss, whatever may be the final result of my adventurous progress, I now feel a propensity to embark on the ocean of chance, and expand the sail of resolution in quest of the distant shore of connubial happiness with one so truly lovely. Though, my dearest, the thunders of parental aversion may inflect the guardian index of affection from its favorite star, the deviated needle recovers its course, and still points onwards to its native poll. Though the waves of calumny may reverberate the persevering mind of the sailing lover, the morning star of hope directs him through the gloom of trial to the object of his choice.

My brightest hopes are mix’d with tears,
Like hues of light and gloom;
As when mid sun-shine rain appears,
Love rises with a thousand fears,

To pine and still to bloom.
When I have told my last fond tale
In lines of song to thee,
And for departure spread my sail,
Say, lovely princess, wilt thou fail
To drop a tear for me?

O, princess, should my votive strain
Salute thy ear no more,
Like one deserted on the main,
I still shall gaze, alas! but vain,
On wedlock’s flow’ry shore.

About this poem:

George Moses Horton holds the distinction of being the first African American to publish a book, and the only to publish while living in slavery.

The APEX PREDATOR video is UNCUT & UNCENSORED! It might even get banned in a few places for it’s sexual & violent content. But the message is important. Challenging phobias & hypocrisies & delighting the vices in your mind!

And so it is. Feb 25th! BE READY! ♥ OTEP

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Time Travel

Davis Ayer

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There’s this moment in CRUSH, right before the outro detonates, when u realize that the title is not just about HYDRA having a CRUSH but it’s also how she kills her CRUSH. This song gave me chills when I wrote it. Powerfully dark stuff here. ♥ 

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“…locked in a box, so i can keep stock, a trophy to show me that all is not lost! the writing on the wall, a psalm of napalm, abandon all hope but try to stay calm…”

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“I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, ‘If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.” -Kurt Vonnegut

HYDRA IS HERE!

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