voodoomambos: Cand prostia este evidenta

sâmbătă, 10 mai 2008

Cand prostia este evidenta

O caricatura mai...abstracta si neclara.In coltul din stanga jos ar trebuie sa scrie "catre Maybach",
dar nu am reusit sa pozez cum trebuie desenul.Voi incerca sa mai fac astfel de caricaturi,
prin exercitiu imi vor iesi mai bine...sper.

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eu spunea...: baa hahalero nu te pui cu Becali ca, Becali e puternic...Zmarandescule rupe-i capu!!!; 10 mai 2008 la 11:29

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Antipatie: sentimentul pe care ni-l inspira prietenul unui prieten. - Ambrose Bierce
Ce pacat ca mor cand imi ramane atat de mult de citit! - Marcelino Menendez Y Pelayo
Cel care dimineata a invatat preceptele intelepciunii, seara poate muri impacat. – Confucius
Cu cat e mai bogat cu-atat e mai zgarcit; si cu cat e mai zgarcit, cu-atat devine mai bogat. - Lu Xun
Cuget, deci exist. - Rene Descartes
Cunoasterea este prin ea insasi putere. - Francis Bacon
Daca Dumnezeu nu ar exista, ar trebui inventat. - Voltaire
Daca vrei sa dobandesti puterea de a suporta viata, fii gata sa accepti moartea. - Sigmund Freud
Eu am gasit un foarte bun mijloc de a prelungi viata... anume, de a nu ma teme de moarte. - Rene Descartes
Faceti ceva si daca nu merge incercati altceva. - Franco Delano Roosevelt
Fara muzica, viata ar fi o greseala. - Friedrich Nietzche
Iadul este pavat cu intentii bune. - Samuel Johnson
In doi , nici un versant nu e prea abrupt. - Henrik Ibsen
Iubeste cu adevarat cel ce tremura cand isi marturiseste dragostea. - Sir Philip Sidney
Lenevia este mama filosofiei. - Thomas Hobbes
Nu e nimic mai trist decat tristetea unui om vesel. - Armando Palacio Valdes
Nu exista tortura mai nemarginita pentru om ca propriile ganduri. - John Webster
O fi bine, o fi rau, este uneori foarte placut sa spargi ceva. - Fiodor Dostoevski
Oamenii care cred cu adevarat in ei insisi se afla toti in azile de nebuni. - Gilbert Keith Chesterton
Omul cel mai puternic din lumea intreaga, este cel care-i cel mai singur. - Henrik Ibsen
Omul cu adevarat bun este doar cel care ar fi putut fi rau si n-a fost. - Nicolae Iorga
Omul se naste pentru ca intr-o zi sa se nasca un om mai bun. - Maxim Gorki
Omul: un milimetru peste maimuta, cand nu este cu un centimetru sub porc. - Pio Baroja
Orice inchisoare are fereastra ei. - Gilbert Gratiant
Singura prietenie de pret este cea care s-a nascut fara motiv. - Arthur van Schendel
Timpurile se schimba si noi ne schimbam odata cu ele. – Ovidius
Toate animalele sunt egale, dar unele sunt mai egale decat altele. - George Orwell
Unui razboi drept, ii preferam o pace nedreapta. - Samuel Butler
Voi ce intrati, lasati orice speranta! - Dante Alighieri
Vrei sa plictisesti pe cineva? Spune-i tot ce stii. – Voltaire

The Night The Earth Cryed

"I came to the shores of America disguised as a pillar
The Alpha N' Omega N' the home of the beggars, the black settlers
Who been beaten, raped, lynched, robbed N' stoned
N'... (?) ...earth in service cuz they couldn't maintain at
home
This dates back to 1555
When they captured the first tribe of men
N' piled them in a pen
Fifty feet high
N' took 'em all on a 9000 mile ride
N' landed on the shore of a place they never seen before
But read about this inside the ancient books of war
Bonded in stainless steel, stripped of their language
Still survived the anguish of slavery but still remained nameless
Separated to portions N' tricked by John Haughty Hawkins
N' sold on the auction, taught birth control N' abortion
Rulers of the first part became slaves of the worst part
The devils cursed God N' reversed God
N' turned God into dog N' made people search hard
No relief came to the prophet of W.D. Feraud
To a trauma, dropped our mommas off in Bahamas N' Barbados
Tobagos, separated us from slave boats
Made our own brothers hate us
From Virgin Isle to Jamaica
Trinidad, Honduras, Haiti, Grenada
Bermuda to Cayman, mental enslavement
You black Gods become awaken..."

... RZA

""I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud (The Daffodils)" by William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed - and gazed - but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

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Cand prostia este evidenta

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