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seakclauswinkler · 9 months

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I think with my art i have opened the box of pandora for the world. With in the same visual art signal one with liberal aka lefties “ values “ see’s inspired to cxckolding one’s own culture, doing white expensives substances from the andes mountains with in south America, supporting cutting of the own bloodlineage with alphabet people esg globalists culture.

With in the same visual art signal, a conservative family with there traditional values gets the inspiration for the opposite of the above mentioned.

Drinking tea, eating responsible, embracing family, modesty, repressing holding down female hypergamy, not giving in in to quick social media dopamine hits validation addiction attention from chad & Tyrone, monkey branching, collecting bodys.

Instead having many children, embracing housework, culinary skills.

Women turning there back on modern society, the bigger better deal, although before hitting the wall, in there beginning to mid 20s.

My art caters to both lifestyles with in the same signal, painting, trigger, form.

My art won’t stop selfhxte aka slave Moral from the christians. Or the ethno masochism from most of white folks with in the western world.

I guess my art confirms eachs self opinion people are already having. It’s the dot, or the exclamation mark (!), or dot (.), at the end of a/ the sentence they are saying to oneself.

The 2 paintings with in this posting, are work in process. Detail work, with my small tiny brush, going deeper into the rabbit hole.

In case you want to know what i listen to during my process, my you tube play list is public, and updated almost every hour.

Just check my you tube account. Here on instagram iam shadow banned, no one sees what I post/ publish here, except my followers. For the outside world my insta account is invisible.

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halloweenvalentine1997 · 3 months

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Pointless writing I did in high school

from 11/2/07

Giant cheerios are going to take over the world and dance with polka-dotted penguins while smoking big cigars that emit purple smoke. The penguins are going to kill us all under the control of the cheerios and a plague will spread throughout the city and everyone in the school is going to drop dead right where they are standing. And I will cheer while I watch my enemies fall. But I'll probably be dead, too. One time, I was riding my bike when I saw a big, fat green monster with an elephant nose. He jumped in front of me and I fell over and he looked down at me and smiled with his sharp, yellow teeth.

"BLURGABLURGABLURGABLURGABLUUUUURRRGGGGG!"

I screamed and started to cry and then he killed me and I woke up and it was all just a dream. Then I went into the bathroom and when I looked into the mirror, a giant cheerio was standing behind me with a dagger so I turned around and fucking slapped that cheerio and he broke into a zillion pieces. It was one big party. Then, a thousand cheerios jumped on my roof and it caved in and everyone died.

The end.

from 11/8/07

One time, I was lying in my bed, staring up at the ceiling, unable to sleep. Then I heard a sound coming from under my bed. It was a voice. It was muttering what appeared to be the word "Aflac" over and over again. I began to shiver with terror and a scream was trying to escape my mouth, but I couldn't scream at all. Then it came. From under the bed, the monster flew into my face and let out a piercing scream.

"AFLACCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC!"

"No, no, don't kill me!" It was a gigantic duck. It was foaming at the bill, and it began to whisper, "Aflac, Aflac, Aflac..." Then it bit off my head before I could scream.

The end.

from 12/11/07

It was a glorious winter day. The earth was covered in white satin blankets, and my dear friends and I had built a snowman. He was a perfect snowman, with two black sweater buttons for eyes, a bright orange carrot for a nose, and a smile constructed out of pieces of gravel from the street. He had two perfect twigs for ams and a Santa Claus hat to complete his look. The snowman was so perfect that we never wanted it to melt away. After a great deal of bickering about the snowman's identity, we decided to call him Seymour. We just stood in my front yard pretending Seymour was real. We wished he were just like Frosty. Only we didn't want him to melt like Frosty did. But little did we know that Seymour was a real snowman. He could speak. He could see and hear and think just the way we did. Then, night came.

As we chased each other in snow, making snow angels and catching snowflakes on our tongues, we watched Seymour as he sat in his place in the middle of the yard. A disappointed sigh escaped little Billy Malone's lips. "I wish Seymour were real," he said. "We would have so much fun with him." "Ha! But I am real!"

We all jumped in astonishment at this ominous, devilish voice that had suddenly stopped time. Seymour was talking to us. He had ripped the Santa Claus hat to shreds. "Wh-what ... you're not actually ... no way!" Polly Sue's face had gone as white as the china dolls that my mother collects. Her rosy cheeks had suddenly turned porcelain.

"You're damn right I'm real. I'm as real as that look on your face, doll. Now listen up, kids. I'm no Frosty. You're just going to have to start running, but you can't hide from me!"

"What is wrong with you?" I asked.

"I'm gonna kill you all!"

We all started screaming. We tried to make it up the stairs that were now frozen and slippery. Seymour made his way as deftly as he could through the snow, determined to reach us. I turned the doorknob as hard as I could, but it would not open. I pounded and kicked the door with the greatest force I could manage. I screamed for help, but neither of my parents came to our aid. Suddenly, we heard Polly and Billy's screams slicing the air.

"NO!"

Ryan Winkler dove at Seymour to save his friends. Chase Williamson peed his pants as he screamed. Suddenly, Seymour showed up right behind us on the porch. Gradually, then suddenly, his twiggy arm came crashing down on us both, and the end came.

I awoke in my bed. Seymour had only been a dream, a fragment of my imagination. As I let out a sigh of relief, several pieces of gravel hit my window. A scream caught in my throat. I walked hesitantly over to the window, and saw all of my friends waving to me.

"C'mon, we're going to make a snowman! We've already decided on the name. Let's call him Seymour!"

#personal

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my-chaos-radio · 4 months

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Release: October 30, 2017

Lyrics:

Nights are getting shorter now

Hot chocolate fills the air and Christmas cheer does too

Picking out your Christmas tree, so lovely

The joy this time it brings to you

Santa's coming to town

(Oh, da da da, oh, da da da)

Santa's coming to town

Sing it to the deer in the sky

Sing it as they jingle, jingle, jingle tonight

Sing it to the moon, set it free

You're the angel on the top of my tree

Sing it to the spirit above

Sing your heart out with all of your love

Santa's coming for us

Oh, Santa's coming for us

Send your letters off to Santa, baby

Tell him all your secret wishes too

Send your letters off to Santa, baby

Hoping all your wildest dreams come true

Santa's coming to town

(Oh, da da da, oh, da da da)

Santa's coming to town

Sing it to the deer in the sky

Sing it as they jingle, jingle, jingle tonight

Sing it to the moon, set it free

You're the angel on the top of my tree

Sing it to the spirit above

Sing your heart out with all of your love

Santa's coming for us

Oh, Santa's coming for us

Santa's coming to town

(Oh, da da da, oh, da da da)

Santa's coming to town

Songwriter:

Santa's coming to town

(Oh, da da da, oh, da da da)

Greg Kurstin / Sia Furler

SongFacts:

"Santa's Coming for Us" is a song written by Sia and Greg Kurstin and released on October 30, 2017 as the lead single from Sia's eighth studio album and first holiday album, Everyday Is Christmas.

Sia wrote "Santa's Coming for Us" with her longtime collaborator Greg Kurstin, who also produced the song. In an interview with Entertainment Weekly, Kurstin said that writing the song "took me back to the time when we were studying jazz chord changes," referring to Sia's early career.

The music video for "Santa's Coming for Us" was released on November 22, 2017 and features Kristen Bell hosting a Christmas party. Guests include Dax Shepard as husband, JB Smoove as Santa Claus, Susan Lucci and Henry Winkler as grandparents, and Sophia Lillis, Wyatt Oleff and Caleb McLaughlin as children.

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healerinchief · 2 years

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My old friend SEAK Claus Winkler has recently reminded me of the good ‘ole days when I lived on the corner of Howard and 6th streets in SOMA in SF… in a live work loft which I helped turn into an art gallery for street artists from around the world. This was circa 2002, give or take a year.

This original piece of artwork is by Seak and Diam. It’s been with me all this time and is the only canvas hanging in my office these days. It’s called Heaven and Hell. It’s been a constant reminder for me that we live in a world of duality and to pay attention to the details to see the big picture. 😊

#healer in chief #sorinne ardeleanu #evolution of consciousness #free your mind #inspiration #street art #SEAK #graffiti #spray paint #german art #heaven and hell #duality #esoteric #soma #san fransico #office art #art matters #soul food for thought #balanced life

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elarafritzenwalden · 5 years

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'Haus der Deutschen Industrie Köln', office building Rodenkirchen - Cologne, North Rhine-Westphalia, Germany; 1966-71

Georg Hellmuth Winkler, Claus Winkler + Partner

see map | about the architects 1, 2 | + pictures

via “75 Jahre Planen und Bauen: 1924-1999: Arbeitens eines Münchener Architekturbüros in drei Generationen”, Effinger, Edwin / Winkler, Claus / Hadlich-Maerz, Kerstin; München (1999)

——— Building curated by Sebastian Mühlbauer [ @wastlhuaba ] - whom I thank for this amazing discovery.