Like the moon, we remain only a pale imitation of all we have drunk and emptied.

I have coke to a conclusion about beauty and what it is. There exists two beauties, artistic and natural. Both existing for reasons that are one in the same. Artistic beauty being that for which reflects mankind’s innermost desire, that being closeness to God. And natural beauty, being that which was created by God. If we wish to live in a world that is beautiful we must feed our desire for beauty and kindle our passions for creating beautiful things. I am planning to start an artistic movement aimed at the goal of making the world beautiful again. And to achieve this goal we must let landscapes become green and wild, and we must create things that reflect our desire to be closer to God.

Explore the rhythm of fashion with creative and dazzling designer leotards! Immerse yourself in a world of movement and style with our stunning designs that will take you center stage. Get ready to shine with every step you take!

¡Explora el ritmo de la moda con creativas y deslumbrantes mallas de diseño! Sumérgete en un mundo de movimiento y estilo con nuestros impresionantes diseños que te llevarán al centro del escenario. ¡Prepárate para brillar con cada paso que des!

i lost myself trying to get you to spit me out

Dadaismus

Der Dadaismus entstand während des Ersten Weltkriegs in den frühen 1920er Jahren als eine künstlerische und kulturelle Bewegung. Er war eine Reaktion auf die als sinnlos und absurd empfundenen Gräuel des Krieges sowie die als veraltet wahrgenommenen künstlerischen Konventionen. Der Dadaismus manifestierte sich in verschiedenen künstlerischen Ausdrucksformen wie Malerei, Skulptur, Performance, Fotografie und natürlich auch in der Literatur.

Dadaistische Texte zeichnen sich oft durch folgende Merkmale aus:

Experimentelle Sprache: Dadaisten spielten häufig mit der Struktur und dem Klang der Sprache. Sie kombinierten Wörter und Sätze, um neue und ungewöhnliche Bedeutungen zu erschaffen.

Absurdität und Irrationalität: Dadaistische Texte können scheinbar sinnlos und chaotisch erscheinen. Sie brechen bewusst mit konventioneller Grammatik und Logik.

Zufälligkeit und Collage: Dadaisten verwendeten oft zufällige oder gefundene Texte, die sie aus Zeitungen oder anderen Schriftstücken ausschnitten, um sie in ihre Werke einzufügen. Diese Technik wird als "Collage" bezeichnet.

Ablehnung der Tradition: Dadaisten lehnten herkömmliche literarische Konventionen und Normen ab. Ihr Ziel war es, eine neue, radikale Form der Kunst zu schaffen.

Provokation und Satire: Dadaistische Texte waren oft provokativ und satirisch. Sie spielten mit gesellschaftlichen Normen und Werten und stellten die etablierte Ordnung in Frage.

Lautpoesie: Diese Art von Poesie betonte den Klang und Rhythmus der Wörter mehr als ihre Bedeutung. Oft wurden dabei ungewöhnliche oder erfundene Wörter verwendet.

Ein berühmtes Beispiel für dadaistische Literatur ist das Werk von Tristan Tzara, einem der prominentesten Dadaisten. Seine Gedichte, wie "L'homme approximatif" (Der annähernde Mensch), sind bekannt für ihre experimentelle Sprache und ihre Ablehnung traditioneller literarischer Konventionen.

Es ist wichtig zu betonen, dass der Dadaismus eine äußerst vielfältige Bewegung war, und nicht alle dadaistischen Texte wiesen die gleichen Merkmale auf. Einige Dadaisten betonten bestimmte Aspekte stärker als andere. Dennoch war die gemeinsame Absicht, die konventionellen Grenzen zu durchbrechen und eine radikale, neue Form der Kunst zu schaffen.

We oughta bring back dadaism

Józef Mehoffer (Polish, 1869-1946) • Pink Room • 1907-13

Ramon Casas (1866-1932) "A Decadent Girl" (1899) Located in the Museum of Montserrat, Barcelona, Spain

When your husband is a demon who can bend space and time chances are pretty good you’ll be rescued from the executioner!

Shirt open for extra smexiness! Snackiness?

Enjoy another study on movement to loosen my hand and brain!

Lan Wangji Goes To Lotus Pier AU: Part 3: Enveloping Feelings.

(Part 1, Part 2, Part 4 (soon))

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Trying to kill the beetle in my room but suddenly it says I acquired my fathers temper and my mothers hunger for destruction.

ARTISTS, STOP POSTING TO DEVIANT ART

(Gen Ai/BDS)

Learned today that DeviantArt is owned by Wix, an Israeli company listed under boycott by the BDS Palestinian human rights organization.

Under Wix, who acquired DeviantArt in 2017, DV has been pushing Israeli occupation propaganda and allowing Generative Ai to completely takeover the platform and be sold on it.

It’s clear that under Wix, DeviantArt DOES NOT CARE whatsoever about the art or the artists it was originally created to cater towards. It only cares for profit.

Even if you are not well-versed on the current politics surrounding the Israeli Occupation and the erasure of Palestine for some reason, everyone can agree that Wix has changed DeviantArt for the worse and the best case scenario is that they sell it to someone who actually cares for art, not profit.

I absolutely adore to death so much of the art there, but for now I will stop posting my art there and I suggest that other artists do the same. They DO NOT DESERVE YOUR ART.

Please transition towards using alternatives like Tumblr, Insta, Twitter, and Newgrounds. Newgrounds especially is the best alternative to DeviantArt. Please suggest other alternatives as well.

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A Giant Grasshopper Devours the Sun

Dadaismus:

It was a day that had forgotten its own clock. The streets were twisted like balls of yarn in a storm, and people walked backward, while birds chirped in reverse. The sun hung low in the sky, a ripe fruit ready to be devoured by something colossal.

Suddenly, it appeared, the grasshopper-sized creature. Its legs rattled like an uncoordinated symphony, and its mouth yawned wide, as if it wanted to engulf the sky. Its eyes, two whirlwinds, spun wildly in their sockets.

The people stared in astonishment, but no one seemed surprised. It was as if this unusual encounter had always been hidden in their minds, waiting to be delivered.

The grasshopper hopped in slow motion, a tango of determination and confusion. Its large jaws approached the sun, and in a final, dramatic moment, it vanished, swallowed by an orange burst.

The city plunged into a strange twilight, half day, half night. The streets emptied, and the houses inclined in awe. The people, now walking backwards, looked up at the sky, as if they would find the answer to everything there.

But the true sun reappeared, as if nothing had happened. It yawned in the sky, as if it had never been threatened.

The giant grasshopper? It was gone, presumably off on a new adventure. And the city? It still whispered of that unforgettable day when a giant grasshopper attempted to devour the sun.

And so, this novella concludes, appearing like a dream within a nightmare within a poem in a universe thrown into reverse, where the sun never sets, unless a grasshopper devours it.