I'm AnnaDraconida. 29 years young. Straight edge, agnostic atheist, environmentalist, vegetarian, artist, former athlete, workoutaholic. I support gay equality. Sometimes I like animals more than people-OK, most of the time. I currently reside & work on Cyprus. Interests include health & fitness, art in every shape & form, the precarious relationship of humanity & Nature, vintage & modern oddities, wild things, everything macabre & grotesque, and ancient civilizations. I'm a major MayNerd / Tooltard. Everything Maynard James Keenan does is sacred to me. Generally I'm a musical omnivore, but if I had to pick 2 my fave genres they'd be alternative & industrial metal. Madonna is my Queen Bitch of the Universe. Besides my own creations I'll post whatever fascinates, inspires, intrigues, impresses, bewilders, upsets and/or amuses me, from kittens to corpses. So yeah, it gets mighty random around here. My *other* blog: Matt Bellamy As Every Musician
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Xmas is history but I can't not reblog
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The Pale Emperor
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Examples of tremendous artwork from Bradley Jay’s Behance profile
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HERE is the whole collection. I'm in fucking tears.

What every woman wants
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My theme song these days.
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Watching people give up on their goals/dreams makes me so fucking upset.
I’m not sure if it’s sadness or anger.
But so many people are so quick to concede and become just a “normal” person in our “normal” society.
Fuck that, fuck that so hard.
Fight for what you want.
Even if it means sacrificing things other people consider important.
All that matters is what YOU think is important.
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Sergey Kolesov
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The Disturbing Sculptures of Dongwook
" Love Me Sweet"arario gallery, Seoul samcheong, Korea 2012
Dongwook Lee’s works focus on the contradictions that are fundamentally inherent in human existence and life. Exquisitely hyper-realistic and surrealistically imagined renditions of his miniature human figures are staged in absurd situations in Lee’s works, in which the bleak everyday life transforms into poetic horror. In Lee’s work, a fragile warrior is wearing his own flesh as his armor, and the naked child stands with innocent face in front of blood-stained killing (which he might have committed). His oeuvre stands at an odd intersection of life and death, beauty and cruelty, civilization and wild, and reality and fantasy, unfolding a world of fantasy where people are severed from reality.
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