Archive | October, 2012

What Sex Means for World Peace – By Valerie M. Hudson | Foreign Policy

31 Oct

What Sex Means for World Peace – By Valerie M. Hudson | Foreign Policy.

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Could China use the Singapore strategy on the New York Times? | FP Passport

31 Oct

Could China use the Singapore strategy on the New York Times? | FP Passport.

Things I wish I could tell you

30 Oct

I wish I could tell you when this pain would go away but I can’t.

I don’t know how it started.

I don’t know when it’ll end.

I wish I could tell you this longing you have will end, only thing you have to be concerned about is when.

But I can’t.

I wish I could tell you I know how you feel, that I understand your pain but I can’t.

We all hurt differently.

We deal with it differently.

We embrace it differently.

I cannot tell you I understand, I can only stand by you for that moment when your defenses come down and try and shelter you as best as I can.

I wish I had an answer for all the questions you have in your mind, whether or not you intend to make them known.

If I did, I’d be god and you will adore me.

Oh wait, atheists don’t believe in Gods.

I wish I could assure you that karma works in mysterious ways but I can’t.

Because karma is a bitch, that does work in mysterious ways.

We just need to do the math and figure it out.

I wish I could tell you how much I love you but I’m afraid I’d be hurt.

You know how bad your reputation is, there’s really no need to explain further.

I wish I could tell you what’s in my head, my heart but I can’t.

I don’t  understand them either.

I spent a lot of time pondering and reworking these thoughts.

They still don’t make sense to me.

I wish I could tell you what I see our or my future as but I can’t.

I don’t know what I want.

And I’m scared.

I wish you could tell me.
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A World of Prayer

28 Oct

An Inspirational Snack

27 Oct

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I’d like to think that you missed me too

27 Oct

Sit down, clear your head.

You are going to hyperventilate if you go on like this.

Sit down. Calm down. Let it go..

If it makes you feel better to cry, then let it all out. No one’s going to judge you.

They don’t know how tough it has been to pretend being on a happy high when you really are tearing up inside.

It may feel like there isn’t an end to all your problems, but just trust yourself a little. You know you will make it through.

You were a born fighter.

You still are.

For now, just breath and let it go.

If the thought of it agonises you; ignore it and push it as far back as you can.

It’s not a permanent solution but it’s the best I can manage now.

I’m really just trying to get by, one day at a time.

Ignoring the little things that remind me of you.

Trying hard to calm my senses so they don’t over react when I do think of you.

It’s working, really.

Just very slowly.

Times when you say you missed me, I would like to think it’s true.

I would like to think that perhaps this isn’t one sided, and that you really did miss me too. 

Because I’m starting to find myself disgusting.

I’m trying not to go down that path.
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Hi there! I’m your stalker

25 Oct

I can’t help it really, I am a highly curious creature and I am very curious about you.

I’m starting to think that perhaps I’m curious because I know nothing about you.

What kind of person are you in private?

What do you do when you are in company of close friends?

What are you like when you are in your family’s company?

What goes thru your mind when you receive a text from me?

You are the first name I think of when I’m bored.

That one name I look for in my chat list and/or facebook.

I often imagine scenarios where I would hang ard places that you might frequent and pretend to bump into you ‘accidentally’.

I send u random things at whim just to gauge your response and how available you are.

That, and also because I am random by nature.

I really don’t believe in plans.

Except when I’m planning a stakeout in my head, involving you.

Yes, I sound like a stalker, and I probably am.

And you are the unfortunate target of my stalking until I find someone else more interesting.

I’d like to think of it as a compliment.

I’m only stalking you because you are interesting.

I’m stalking you because you are so different from me and the people around me.

I stalk you because I like you enough to want to invest time and effort to do so.

Or maybe I’m just bored.

But don’t worry about it, I’m not going all cuckoo yet.

Yet.
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I miss you most when…

21 Oct

It’s pouring outside, and I have no one to snuggle up to.
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I miss you when the lightening strikes and I have nowhere to run to.

I miss you when I get excited over a new discovery and really want to share it with you but you are nowhere to be found.

I miss you when I’ve had a rough day and all I need is someone to hold me and tell “its gonna alright!”

I miss you when I have too much energy and I need some place to expend it.

I miss you when I need someone to talk to. Just talk…

I miss you when I wanna go for a walk
In the rain and share my umbrella with someone.

I miss you when I wake up in the morning and don’t see you lying next to me.

I miss you when I don’t hear from you.

I miss you
When I’m awake.
When I’m sleeping.
When I’m happy.
When I’m sad.
When I’m on a manical high.
When I’m at my lowest point.

I miss you every day and night, whenever we are apart.

If only you knew…

 

BETTIE PAGE AND BUNNY YEAGER | LEGENDARY QUEENS OF PIN-UP

18 Oct

The Selvedge Yard

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(Lt.) Photographer Bunny Yeager & Bettie Page (Rt.) 5′ 10″ Bunny Yeager in her modeling days

The pairing of pinup Bettie Page and shutterbug Bunnie Yeager was a deadly one-two punch combining beauty and brains. It was Bettie Page’s trademark black baby bangs, blue eyes, and red lips that are seared on our mind’s eye– but Yeager deserves a lot of credit for the photographic talent behind many of Page’s most memorable shots. Together they undoubtedly created some of the most iconic, influential, and titillating pin-up images ever that paved the way for the countless female models, actresses, artists and performers that would follow.

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Photographer Bunny Yeager

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Bunny herself knew from an early age that her life’s desire was to be a model, and set out by studying the “come hither” poses of classic painted pin-up art, and snipping pictures of sexy screen sirens Betty…

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PHOTOGRAPHY OF DOROTHEA LANGE | AN AMERICAN ARCHIVE– HARD TIMES

18 Oct

The Selvedge Yard

Oregon, August 1939. “Unemployed lumber worker goes with his wife to the bean harvest. Note Social Security number tattooed on arm.” Shorpy determined through a public records search that 535-07-5248 belonged to one Thomas Cave, born July 1912, died in 1980 in Portland, OR. Which would make him 27 years old when this picture was taken. This pic has long been a favorite of mine. First, there’s the handsome rake with his devilish “cat that just ate the canary” grin, and his beautiful bride lounging in the background with her equally impressive model-worthy looks. Second, there is more than a little irony for me in this image, as we so often equate physical beauty with material success these days– but here’s a stunning couple eking out a living through sweat and toil one meal at a time. I’m tellin’ you, as sure as I live and breathe– poverty is the…

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