Sonnets Unrealities XI

GLOR_______________________Y

2012-02-16T18:56:00.000-08:00

it isn't the darkness of universe
cloaked behind stars, but a
heart in focus, glory bound and waiting.

leather jacket sandra azwan hat goorin brothers

it isn't a sun caressing
planets and moons, but a
mind opened to one force
of creation's eye.

there are secrets
to be revealed,
of art or music; of
words not told in
great books or
bound by heroes.

an instant of thought
and knowledge of self
will cast one's gaze
beyond the presence
of now.

embrace the flower

in yourself, all it's

skin felt glory!

the myriad facets
of each day's allure
color the smallest
and grandest of each
flowered soul:

blue jacket zara

SMILE!
and know that
creation arrives as glory
through EVERY CREATIVE
YOU!

Text Rick Burnett Baker

Glory Official Teaser

2012-02-14T00:00:00.000-08:00

Text Rick Burnett Baker

Wardrobe Zara

Sandra Azwan
Music 'Wilderness' Active Child

Glory.............................................................................

2012-02-08T23:07:00.000-08:00

'He shall come...'

Oh it's so quiet!

2012-02-07T20:22:00.000-08:00

sssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm back!!!

H O L Y

2012-01-31T18:38:00.000-08:00

obey me,

because I am 

'free conscious holy...' 

Unforgettable 

Holy September (click)

La Faune

2012-01-04T21:19:00.000-08:00

in darkness there shines

moon and stars,

tree and leaf,

petal and flower - a man

translucent with a forest glow.

on colors subtle with

winged-skin spread,

flights of fancy shade the sky

as he gathers light

from darkness

to dawn.

free and alive

his voice is silent

but for the fauna canopy

rustled by wings

of mottled imagination.

along life's path

this man in nature's image

sings chameleon songs,

music woven through lyrics

of leaf and branch,

shadow and twig,

a melodic dance of left, right,

here and gone.

man and la faune,

gather one to another,

nature to heart,

with eyes watching -

watching creatures and flora

and YOU.

nature's child,

both free and possessed,

explodes with joy in

high noon hues!

hat by sandra azwan

go now!

walk the forest.

hear tree and leaf,

petal and flower.

under moon and stars

watch for nature's child

translucent with a forest glow,

and know -

he is YOU:

-l'homme, la faune et la flore!

Text by Rick Burnett Baker

La Faune Official Teaser

2011-12-30T10:45:00.000-08:00

Close your eyes and think of me.

Lullaby of Pans Labyrinth

FORBIDDEN

2011-11-26T00:19:00.001-08:00

you & your dancing silhouette,

a simple splendiferous,

catching shadows,

with the thrust of your rhythms,

eyes staring daggers,

playful in your seduction

yes, to me you will make your way,

come, I have something to show you,

this will enamor you,

lure you into a dream,

like one you never been before,

I watched you stalked,

with a motion so slow,

you hunt for your prize,

I surrender...it,

now take your universe with you,

observe and dance with it,

you can smell the taste,

taste the color,

see the notion it gave to you,

you can hear it calling,

a temptress is preaching,

your movement slowed,

your body numbed,

for once you are enchanted,

the world around you disappear,

your lips, so close together,

a taste you long so much,

yet you hesitate

dance again, to make your mind,

asking in raving mad twirls,

to the world, which you neglect,

and your answers is as loud as the silence,

while the pounding in your head won't stop,

devour me, it says,

into your ears it whispered,

into your soul it reaches,

mad with enthrallment,

you said I will..

a beauty other than your own revolts you,

"I'll show you a thing..

so beautiful & grandeur"

you heard these whispers,

your pride had it coming,

oh the taste of forbidden,

once touched, a lips or two,

no light shall ever touch

you again...

a fantasy by dewi

FORBIDDEN NEXT!

2011-11-18T04:57:00.000-08:00

TASTE - LIKE - FRUITS

V O G U E

2011-11-10T00:47:00.000-08:00

Sultry can't describe me, but perhaps it is my name!

look at me: my eyes. this piercing sense of knowing- even in black and white, a face aflame!

open the layers with
imagination and what's
revealed is what you've
wanted but what you've
NEVER seen:

the fashion of NOW!
this moment of ME!

you see me vulnerable
but you cannot touch
me...

I bind and cover myself
to discover the passion
and mock your attempts
to copy and follow,

you, the Name-Slave -
you with labeled
millstones 'round
your neck.

but ME:
I dance
I sing
and swallow your labels whole:
I need NO brand,
no fashion whores, for
I am MORE -

I AM vogue!

text by Rick Burnett Baker

V O G U E is N E X T!!!

2011-11-07T20:16:00.000-08:00

ARE YOU READY???

ACID++

2011-11-04T01:14:00.000-07:00

Hear that bang,

The noise inside your chest,

Feel that reckless anticipation,

For reasons that you cannot fathom,

See it coming,

In awed you shall witness,

For I shall walk in beauty,

Dark and light,

Black and white,

Ready?

Ahh~ Hear me sigh,

My birth into your fallacious mind,

Where do you go now?

Run and hide perhaps?

A step forward you cannot take,

Your eyes swirling in a frantic frenzy,

Was it the light? again you asked,

Or will it be forever black?

Where can you go now?

For I enveloped your senses,

Conquered your mind,

Padlocked your soul,

And your heart?

It is MINE

Hurry and embrace me,

Love me as well,

Within devotion I shall thrive,

Or else inside my emblazoned wrath,

You shall perish,

Ah, come now!

Stop hesitating,

In this grotesquerie

You will finally rest in peace,

Without air you will breathe easy,

in silence,

I have torn everything from you

Flesh, mind and soul,

In silence,

You surrendered,

Your freedom I took,

In silence,

Crumbling into pieces,

You became nothing,

I become anew,

I took everything that you knew,

In a quiet deceit,

For I am A C I D

Story by Dewi

ACID++ is NEXT!

2011-10-27T01:59:00.000-07:00

D O U B T

2011-10-16T22:20:00.000-07:00

from visions, sublime creation fuses my mind.

I cover one eye. I search you with the other.

you know me by my colors: chartreuse of envy, my explosions of tamarisk lust.

doubt paralyzes. rejection stuns. acquiescence awakens more doubt.

but now I hear, now I know: your neediness has been vanquished, my unrequited love has been
reprieved,

and YOUR questions about MY creations
are the myriad pixels of me: NO DOUBT.

text by Rick Burnett Baker

Doubt will be next.

2011-10-14T01:47:00.000-07:00

Sacrifice

2011-10-06T19:45:00.000-07:00

In a haze,

Blurry daze,

Words that contains me,

Atmosphere that hounded me,

Into a maze, a realm, unknown and magnetos

Drive me into my dungeon,

With kisses of textures,

Wrapping, draping incessantly,

Around me, all over me,

The skies are endless,

The air too easy to breath,

Yet I chose to lie against these sheets,

Forever engulfed in the caresses of satins,

Ah, I stir restlessly,

The world faded little by little,

Inch by inch I am enamored,

Beguiled and tainted,

I’ll be gone,

Sliding into the neverland with my paramours,

Stilled in my cocoon,

Ah, such adoration to understand

Goodbye cold air and warm breeze,

Sunshine and rainy days,

Seasons and monsoons,

Goodbye humanity,

I felt it! How they want me!,

My lullabies, darlings and nightingales,

Fear not, myself to be yours truly,

Drown me! Bear me down to the infinite!

We shall bear together the fruits of our aroha,

In horror design with incomprehensible lust,

See us two, three or four,

But be known that this is us,

Slaved, prisoner, servants,

I am owned,

I have masters,

With this oath I adorned,

The Sacrifice,

Lullaby Dewi

Sacrifice NEXT!

2011-10-02T19:49:00.000-07:00

My soul is -RAGS-

Song Intro 'Solstice' by Bjork

Holy September

2011-09-22T21:11:00.000-07:00

taste of life

i have regained

my sight

sun beats down
rays of light
life's sound

speak to me
vibrant hue shift
no worries

thoughts of past
deep sleep unrest
never last

it never stops
inside my head
dream drop

essence of being
i now realize
cold unseething

my shell spins
now the change
will begin

plan under wraps
let it go
no relapse

dead fall momentum
you and i
share sentiments

can you see
i am free
conscious holy

Poems by ED

Holy September. Coming Soon!

2011-09-15T01:03:00.000-07:00

Flute by Japanese traditional folk song, Sakura.

LoADinG...

2011-09-12T02:28:00.000-07:00

HIBERNATE IS OVER.

Propaganda 3

2011-09-04T21:56:00.000-07:00

click the title to view

haunted by the black cat neighbourhood

haunted by the purple wedding

haunted by leo in the mood

haunted by x - static

haunted by the stream of imposture

end of chapter.

Propaganda 2

2011-08-24T21:03:00.000-07:00

click the title to view

...bedazzled by the marrow

...bedazzled by the curse of an overpowered toile

...bedazzled by the fashionable mr meow meow

...bedazzled by personal education

...bedazzled by last train to perish

perish the first episode

Propaganda 1

2011-08-23T21:27:00.000-07:00

click the title to view

... poisoned by 4

...poisoned by the creature's whispering

...poisoned by the return

...poisoned by the end

...poisoned by mentalwarriorcrisis

SpEcTrA

2011-07-23T02:35:00.000-07:00

The morning has come

In this black and white of a world

I vowed to reform

I shall paint the world

With blue lagoon, red blood, yellow sunflower

Brown soil and all of the colors

That Is mine

Ah yes,

The domination had begun

My marionettes dances

My colors destroys all that is grey

But myself is still this,

Homochromatic ruler

What else?

I asked of myself

Come, my exquisite marionettes

Dance around me

Witness my rebirth into this world

Ah, the blue mirage

It consumed me

The marionettes stand before me

Gleeful smiles on their faces

“Our master have reborn”

With enticing sensual red

I arrived

Thus, I created and created

Beauty and fascination

Splendid Extravagance

Yes, a new world I have created

Let’s go black again

Let’s remind them of their ruler

The supremacy of splendors

The earth is conquered

No need for humility

I am enshrined within these colors

Worship me, for I will bestow upon you

The magnificent

I shall not stop creating

I shall not stop

Until the universe is mine

Fashion Illustration 'Life With Sandra' by Sandra Azwan

Lullaby by Dewi

Spectra.....NEXT!!!

2011-07-21T23:17:00.000-07:00

I heard a song from a distance

Calling me on and buzzing in my ears

So sweet and tempting

Oh my, is this my midnight dreams?

Ting, ting, ting,

Ah sweet indeed!

Deliciously cunning

And my marionette dances

As they danced their feet and hands tingled

I heard a voice, a sound, a rhythm

Ting, ting, ting

Rule the world, it says,

Ting, ting, ting

It’s time for domination against the black, the grey and the colorless

My marionette stands before me

Let's go master! Let us dance!

Ting, ting, ting

Let the reign begin

Fashion Illustration 'Life With Sandra' by Sandra Azwan
Lullaby by Dewi
Music by Keiichi Suzuki

C O S M O G O N Y

2011-07-11T23:18:00.000-07:00

I am borne on
points of thought,
of fear,
of desire,
or lust for
fantasy;

I'm anointed by
beacons of creation,
tethered to my cravings
of me-
of you.

but see me as you wish,
and I'll wear that vision

as my crown.

searching searching
wall and blue heavens,
face to face with
my being, I hear
voices shout your
hatreds.

touching touching
my own flesh hiding
from your angers, I turn
inward to the angst of
my desires and
seething breath

in one moment of
stolen indiscretion,
a forbidden
burning lust
stings you
eye to eye:

and from the
c o s m o g o n y of my
soul I conduct you
like a symphony to
play my life without
leathered shame.

from skin to skin
into your loined brain
secret sexing is how
you hide what isn't
bound by your corseted
mind...

there is no
shame in this
shimmer and glamor,
the god of my soul,
as you imagine
the pleasures
below my
neck-bite lips:

I am creation:
I've tasted your
envy,

and felt the rush of
guilty selfishness:

I've swallowed your image
whole.

Text Rick Burnett Baker

Mask Sandra Azwan

C O S M O G O N Y Official Teaser

2011-07-11T02:18:00.000-07:00

C O S M O G O N Y

MUSIC KEIICHI SUZUKI

C O S M O G O N Y coming soon!

2011-07-09T08:31:00.000-07:00

concerning the coming into existence or origin of the universe, or about how reality came to be

egocentric

2011-06-15T20:18:00.000-07:00

silent and calm

normalcy is a feeling

ticking like a bomb

ill wait in patience
as shadows draw near
keep my location

tingling in my spine
unrest in my mind
as i count down the time

full color emerge
there is no escape
infinite electric surge

stare into the light
as i look deeper
my addicted sight

becoming a hollow shell
nothing to provide
i will let in hell

my last sanity
in the palm of my hands
goodbye fantasy

hell is taking hold
we fight for control
but i have to let go

newly acquired body
no more resistance
ive become somebody

spotlight control
stark contrast
free of soul

everyone stare
you want to be me
but i dont care

new found power galore
as i reach down
you want more

immortalized symbol
i have become
the deed is done

text ed

model zr

wardrobe sandra azwan/julien hakym

art director julien hakym

EGOCENTRIC NEXT!

2011-06-13T22:46:00.000-07:00

this time we go ego

MODEL ZR
WARDOBE SANDRA AZWAN/JULIEN HAKYM
ART DIRECTOR JULIEN HAKYM

Angela & The Mirror

2011-06-09T06:26:00.000-07:00

behind my eyes

another dimension

taps me on the

shoulder, sad,

fearful, alone.

I turn to my
portal. a blood-rush
fear stares at
itself, at ME.

my life-vein fabric
surrounds me with
firey red fear.

gathering my image
for the taking a
voice whispers to me,
"come out and play."

"do I know you," I asked.
"your face is strange
to me."

"you know me

all too well," was

the fizzled reply.

"touch the mirror
and step into your
night-tide."

slipping sideways
through my mind's
doorway I asked,

"what shall we play?"

staring with
faceless fear I
pleaded, " where
did you go? I
cannot see you."

no one was there.

in breathy silence

I spun back
and peered into
the mirror.

weighing the image
cocooned in black
I gathered my face
for the taking:

and from kindled lips
I hissed to the
captured voice,

"you won't go ANYWHERE.

come out to
play!"

text by rick burnett baker

wardrobe by sandra azwan

model dewi joko

art director julien hakym

Angela & The Mirror NEXT!

2011-06-05T02:22:00.000-07:00

-YOU WON'T GO ANYWHERE-

WARDROBE SANDRA AZWAN

MODEL DEWI JOKO

ART DIRECTOR JULIEN HAKYM

The Curse of an Overpowered Toile

2011-05-29T20:33:00.000-07:00

I am from
the past,
toile facade
without a
story; a muslin
wrap guards
my skin: I wait.

ancient voices
stalk me;
whisper to my
fierce silence:

I listen.

jolted ridged
in my
canvas flesh,
toile spirits
bind me still:

I stand.

like scissors
ripping cloth
I surrender
to my darker
spirit:
I pray.

ancient voices of
Jouy-en-Josas
grip my reason.

from behind a door
they shout,
"joy from yourself!"
"joy to your pleasures!"
"joy for the kingdoms
of the past and now!"
"joy for the curse of
your inner
divine!"

I awaken.

the world
mocks the
empty me,
but my
dark light
is birthing
from my lips,
beyond my
body:

I unfold.

the world
has forgotten me,
but no more:

I stalk
every doubt,
the creature me,
a needle in
their stiched
souls:

I stand.

giving birth to
my inner self
the light in
my face
is the reason
of creation:

I emerge.

you cannot
stand in the
way of creation;
you will not
hold my
future to the
forgotten past:

I become.

my inner skin
opens in glory:

I am self-contained
in its beauty.

who, under cover,
reveals the
cloth of self,
but me?

I am
toile!

I am
the
curse of
your fears!

I am
the door
to your
secret desires!

obey
your
toile!

Text by R. Burnett Baker.

Special thanks to Sandra Azwan.
Also featured in Life With Sandra.

The Curse of an Overpowered Toile...NEXT!!

2011-05-28T13:59:00.000-07:00

Be sure to catch it up NEXT! :-P

4

2011-05-23T20:57:00.000-07:00

F I E R C E

Don't just played by rule. You're the ruler, the pencil. Strike it and go!

O R I G I N

Like a butterfly.., beautiful and enchanted. Like a passion, ideas! Freedom. From the beginning, to the end of our life.

U L T R A

Electricity and bubble. Words combine and so it goes.

Sick and tiredness, crying like a rivers flow.

Watching, shock, watching, shock.

R A V E N

There are heaven's door waiting for you to knock. Go, spread your wings and fly.

Fierce . Origin . Ultra . Raven TOMORROW!!!

2011-05-22T11:58:00.000-07:00

R; R A V E N

"Believe what you see..."

The Message; 4 NEXT!

2011-05-20T10:15:00.000-07:00

F.O.U.R

F; Fierce

O; Origin

U; Ultra

R; Raven

 NEXT!!!

The Fashionable Mr. Meow Meow

2011-05-14T22:30:00.000-07:00

To start, I choose to be an animal.

Hate to say but it feels so good.

Now I have no fear to my senses and smell.

Yes I'm smells good!

Shirt Zara

Nightmares and animal.

It doesn't compare at all.

I feel energetic and erotic

to this kind of vibe.

MEOW!...

Why cute is not my type?

Well fierce is my type of coffee.

I don't give a damn to be like

a person, or something that is unnatural.

It's like a disease. Unhealthy but I am fashion's

fruit.

Shirt Topman
Underwear Hush Puppies

Let it all free,

your mind, body and soul.

Give them a wine of 'immense',

a wide range of sensibility.

Hat Goorin Brothers

I'm writing my own drama.

That is why I'm here.

The Meow NEXT!

2011-05-13T21:32:00.000-07:00

"I won't bite!"

The Salt

2011-05-09T04:39:00.000-07:00

Life is like a salt sometimes.

You just past the sugar, and now it's

different. For what is worth, taste the salt

and wait for the sour next. Anything can be everything.

Shoes and jeans - Zara
T-shirt - Cedarwood (from London)

The Purple Wedding

2011-05-03T08:50:00.000-07:00

Everything my heart desire,

I truly loves everything that inspired me!

such as...purple for the wedding?

well, I guess so!

It's not a wed on a wednesday

but it happens after K & W thing.

so I dress for the day.

I'm making my own dress!

Purple is not just a miracle

but sweet like me?

I bet you will lost in the game.

Fierce!

Always digging me out naturally!

My god I did it again!

So It's a fever!

The royal seems like

Oh is that Gaga?

I hate her!

THE LOOK.

THE LOVE.

J-LOVE!

The day is harmony.

God bless them!

I wish happily ever after.

If that just happen to me

would be so beautiful...

Fascinate by the

'core'.

WILL YOU MARRY ME???

-The Purple Wedding- NEXT!

2011-04-30T09:50:00.000-07:00

"I'm married!........."

catch me on The Purple Wedding,
NEXT!!

Personal Education.

2011-04-24T02:01:00.000-07:00

What is love? If you don't know what is love you just have to quit your life..

singlet Topman

Somewhere in this life everything is unfair just got to keep it straight and tight!

jeans Calvin Klein

when the game is over, got to be brave got to be matured! everything must be positives!

underwear Renoma

I lock myself alone before thinking about the past but everything must to let it go...

white coat Calvin Klein

Love myself, my life, my pride, my personality. Anything but me.

Time is changing this life is getting warmth.

shirt Zara

Why I'm not think this before? the sunshine is bright again. I sit, and watch and learning, again.

Sometimes, it's hard to deal with all this situation. but I can. Something a little bit personal that you love to hear...from me.

John Galliano Fall 2011 Menswear Collection

2011-04-22T07:04:00.000-07:00

Full of passion, a breathe of
fresh snow in Russia with
element of Arabian goes to gym.
I love the whole look, the jacket
and everything goes on. (..and the make-up!)
Galliano, you are so fire!!!

Kill me now!

*Images via style.com

Tony.Demuro.Illustrations

2011-04-16T17:45:00.000-07:00

Thank you Tony for letting me share
some of your art work in my blog!
Tony is one of the amazing artiste out there
who had captured my hazel eyes!
Beautiful and wonderful!
Congratulations, you are so talented! :-)

OMG! Isn't this cute???

Tony Demuro

Puccini : The Song, The Moon and HIM.

2011-04-15T08:36:00.000-07:00

When the sun is gone,
When the moon is rising,
there came a men
who?
Not a fairy or angel
but something that is so - called - creature.

When the land is sleeping,
he watch and watch
as the earth growth
fundamentally embrace
the soul of emotion and spirit
of nightingale

Who shall came for peace?
He is.
The ghost of Puccini.
A song about verdi,
tosca, la luna, nessun dorma,
so many things
so many opus
beautiful
so beautiful
He came like a soft wind
excitedly!

Why should be afraid?
it's not something that can distract
or harm your immortality,
but it's something that you should
see through your violet eyes.

Like a rocket,
fly so high.
Puccini is a strong
and tall.
Alone but happy to be
intense.

As life growth,
some is terrible
but some is simple.
Do not hesitate
as the state
is the gate
of ate..
silence!
the creature's
going to get you!

Oh! he wanted to share a light
with you!
Listen to him..
every night,
when the light is off,
wake up
and play it safe..

This is a story
of the song
of many century.
Keep letting it go
as he loves to show some love.
From the moon,
to earth.

Model Sandra Azwan
Art Director Julien Hakym

X-Static Process

2011-04-10T06:51:00.000-07:00

Beware of the person.
A men who drag you to hell.
A women that is undeniable.
Rare, sensual,
sex pot.

To be brave.
Everything's killed!
Chi il bel sogno?
Don is a very special threat for you.

Such an inspired!
Chanel,
Paris,
Hepburn,
so many things to be dicovered.
Doretta,
Chi il bel sogno!

Bow to me,
when you look at me closer!
Seduced and fling with me!
Fierce, erotic behavior!
Crazy chic and wild horses!
Such an imagination...

Flash light.
Lindsay Lohan and tequila.
I need a rehab!
What a tradition!

I am an angel.
I am the devil.
I am Don Juan?
X-Static.

Last Train To Perish

2011-04-09T03:50:00.001-07:00

Back on the day before. I get screwed, everything use to be perfect but now, it still happen again.

People told me that I'm beautiful but suddenly I choose this path. I don't believe in the use of talking.

I love my hair, I love my scissor. I kept them when I use to... well, something that people don't like it as much as I do.

I love to be alone. I hate to be surrounded. When it's time, I get up and starts to 'deliver'.

I'm like an animal. Searching, smelling, hibernate and sex. Immediately.

I go up. I come down. With umbrella, WITHOUT RAINS? You don't have to worry. It's a free country.

Breathing. The surface just getting higher. In this couture, acting, bewildering and joy. None of this making me blurry.

No more screaming. No more crying. No more unimportant emotion. This is me. This is the last train to perish. I confess, I have done it. It's wild and it's fun! The end.

Perish ; The First Episode.

Gareth Pugh Fall 2011 Ready-to-Wear

2011-04-08T09:58:00.000-07:00

What I like about Gareth is, he is amazing!
The style is so-so me!
The black is freaking cool and elegant
while the mixture of blue and gold is
oxygently contrast.

Masterpiece and interesting.
Bravo!

*Images via style.com

Perish

2011-04-03T18:35:00.000-07:00

Tonight I will put much effort into it.
But face it,
is it a curse or just whatever?

I ask god to help me.
Still I need HIM.
But why I'm so excited to be perished?

In fashion,
it's a life.
It's a freedom of expression.
Taste the sin & make it happen!

I can survive.
Whenever I'm in Paris
or Tokyo,
I will work it out!
Bonjour! Arigato gozaimaz!

A mannequin. A model.
I supposed!
Stay and watch, freezing
cold enormously.

Paint my heart with glory.
Scare people when
they afraid.
It's the climax
and that is what I enjoy.

2nd day to perish.
What on earth I'm talking about!

2nd day to perish

2011-04-03T11:30:00.000-07:00

The imaginations continued...,

The Stream of Imposture

2011-04-02T09:56:00.000-07:00

I heard your feelings. It's too personal.
I realize you need a break.

It's not an easy task.
Go out and make a new move.
Is that so?

Breathe slow.
This world never ends.

Until you believe
what
is reality...

Deluqies Loves Julien

2011-04-01T10:40:00.000-07:00

Special 'shout out' thanks to...

For creating this one! Love it! :-)

Black Rose, The Sweetheart

2011-03-23T23:03:00.000-07:00

I didn't mean to stole it.
I have no regret.
But I am enjoy to be..,
something that I never afraid of.
I grew up more stronger each day.
No more tears.
No more pains.

...for what is worth,
I can not only dream
but to create something that is
powerful, enchanted and memorable.
Thank you for the box that given me an 'assigment of joy'.
SIMPLICITY.

The Diva

2011-03-22T02:30:00.000-07:00

What's Next ?

- The D i v a -

The Sister

2011-03-21T21:04:00.000-07:00

The Sister from A Fairy Tale.

-THE COCOON -

"I NEVER THOUGHT THAT THE BOX HAD
TURN ME INTO THIS!"

A Fairy Tale.

2011-03-20T20:00:00.000-07:00

He loves fashion.
He loves music.
He adores anything..
He lives on his own music + eccentric
world and stuff.
Everything was perfect but suddenly......

What's up with the box?
Curious!
He stole it from
the witch live at the back of his house.

After a period of time...,
something happens to him.
He grow up like a cocoon.
He acting like a weird.
The curse of the box?

Many days to come.
Yoga came first in his mind.
Maybe his mind and his
soul trap in the box.
So he need to be cool sometimes.
Poor him..

At least he smile!
He know how hard it was,
to be a different kind of thing.

Here.
At last he became a fairy.
Struggling in life
and
fierce!

The journey of hope starts right now!
The box had made turn him into
something else.
A fairytale.
End.

SOON !

2011-03-20T09:26:00.000-07:00

F I N I S H E D !

hint...

and this!

ARE YOU READY ?!?!

What's Next ?

2011-03-20T05:54:00.000-07:00

Getting ready for the next shoot!

My life always filled with dark!
Not much to talk about! :-p

Godspeed,

2011-03-18T06:10:00.000-07:00

show me forgiveness

show me love

show me desire

show me how to live

Bitches with a glasses..

2011-03-16T18:15:00.000-07:00

"I HEARD THEY TALK ABOUT THIS BITCH A LOT!.."

Another Species

2011-03-15T19:29:00.000-07:00

ANOTHER SPECIES
COME ALIVES

Johnny wants to play with me ?

2011-03-14T21:49:00.000-07:00

Owh.., Johnny!
Please don't start it!

Johnny I said no!
NO!
You m*****f*****!

Please don't!
I hate you!
I just hate you so much!

Johhny : I AM SORRY ???

WHATEVER!
GO AWAY!
:'-{

Leo In The Mood

2011-03-12T18:26:00.000-08:00

If I have you,
that will be so amazing!

But do you care a tiny?
My world would toss and turn around.

I am the ballad.I am the song.
Pour me your love into my heart.
It won't be too much scratches...

Aren't we matched?
I am a Leo.
But I am not that stronger.
I do have power to control my life.

Look at me.
Closely.
Believe me.

So much to talk about!

The End

2011-03-09T20:55:00.000-08:00

"I had told you I will come by.....

Is this the end of all the speculation ???"

The ILLegacy

2011-03-08T20:25:00.000-08:00

Am I a LEGEND ???

I Love jokes!

hehe :-p

Cocorosie - Gallows

2011-03-06T19:39:00.000-08:00

Cocorosie formed in 2003, is a musical group composed of sisters Bianca 'Coco' and Sierra 'Rosie' Casady. I love this video so much and really inspired me. You just have to watch this!

They are f***ing amazing!

The Black Cat Neighbourhood

2011-03-04T08:25:00.000-08:00

WHAT DID YOU SEE ?????

Pedalling through..

2011-03-03T19:26:00.000-08:00

STILL REMEMBER THIS?

It keeps playing all over my head
EVERYDAY
until now.

Watch here.

The Blu Suit~ra

2011-03-02T08:43:00.000-08:00

Now let's make it sensual.

The Talking Phantom

2011-03-02T00:24:00.000-08:00

"Why does the eye see a thing more clearly
in dreams than the imagination when awake?"

Leonardo Da Vinci.

The Return

2011-02-27T23:56:00.000-08:00

TO THE LEFT!

TO THE RIGHT!

IN THE MIDDLE..
YOU FIND ME!
I'M BACK!!!

Surrender

2011-02-19T13:02:00.000-08:00

Just sneak around and check out this amazing video by Ólöf Arnalds. One word, MASTERPIECE! BTW, Miss my blog...and ya guyz too!! :-)

The Creature's Whispering

2011-02-11T10:15:00.000-08:00

As times fly...
I growth.
I became something,
some creature that is unknown.

I'm a beast when I'm not in the mood.
There is no line or space
that can control.

I'll start and pack my things
to move.
Move into a new direction of faith.
Wisdom, humanity, popularity.
Well well.

Creature.
Living inside a men.
Who tramp and fright you
until the end.

mentalwarriorcrisis

2011-02-08T21:34:00.000-08:00

My heart is broken...,
and the world is on fire,
and the world is on fire.

I am willing
I'll never give up
Tears they cry
I share it with blood

I want a good life,
so do you,
peaceful and peaceful.
God bless you and f*** THEM.

The Marrow

2011-02-05T06:30:00.000-08:00

Shake us on a heavy deep sleep

shake us now!