Bottle of imagination.

Our imagination is our outlet.

Our rock.

Our life.

Credit for this goes to edward's lamb on www.polyvore.com. This image is a set made by her.

I am member of a website called Polyvore. It might be shut down, and this is something I wrote to include with my signature on an online petition:

Polyvore has become something of an online home to me. I go there to release feelings and express myself. Polyvore cannot be taken away from me, and I know that Polyvore serves an important purpose to hundreds of other people as well as myself. Polyvore is not, to me, a place to play. When I go to Polyvore, I see it as somewhere to create something beautiful. Don't take away the chance for so many amazing things to be introduced to our world. What good will come of it? Polyvore creates a place of solace to me, where I don't have to worry about anything other than whether to put a necklace here or there on my computer screen. I treasure that feeling. Feedback on Polyvore means a lot. Being able to get it means more.

On Polyvore, we are not claiming copyrighted artwork to be our own. We are interpreting it in our own way, and, combined with the other things we use, almost making it our own. If someone is saying something is theirs, Polyvore can punish them. Don't punish a community of creative people for the acts of a handful of others.

Obviously, a lot of people care about Polyvore. Would you rather hurt them, or ban a few people from using Polyvore because of copyright infringement?

Think about it, please.

I have to credit Zacarata on Polyvore (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=188291) for the picture above.

The Zebra

Just so you know, I don't post quite as often as some do.

In my mind, this picture symbolizes the simplicity and innocence that lingers, and will never leave, our Earth.

I have to credit ~fuzzyzebra (http://fuzzyzebra.deviantart.com/) for the picture.

Hate

Yeah, I know. For a first post, it's probably not the best choice when trying to attract readers.

But that's when I say 'Whatever' and proceed without glancing back.

Okay. Some of the time I might not say anything to go with the picture. But this is not one of those cases.

It's tragic that in today's day and age hate is so grossly undervalued. If hate truly is love reflected in the black mirror, we should realize that it's an emotion just as valid, just and strong and should require the same tests of the soul that true love demands. After all, what is love but hate running backwards, and what would love be without its opposite, hate?







I have to credit a painter, Mark Ryden, for the picture above.
I have to credit the good people at The Haters Club on Goodreads.com for the first two sentences in the last paragraph of this post.