top Three geniuses look at you, funny story and contemporary picture

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One who looks at this picture from the World of Fantasy will notice vent on the head of each of the geniuses, vent by which they occasionally inflate his powerful brains filled with ideas and knowledge. The observer might be laughing at this picture, thinking that he understood a point - what the writer wanted to say - and quietly go further, forgetting that he entered the World of Fantasy for a moment, and that entry is never a simple event. Perhaps only a hundredth observer will dawn in the head thought: If I look at them, do they look at me too? At that point, the most important thing is awakening to the observation of anything - attention, focus. Now observer notes that is all the time he carefully watched by three geniuses (if they even geniuses). With the growth of attention, the observer has revealed in the picture something that he could not see before. And the story by now very spread, the philosophy with the transformation of knowledge is intermingled - and with a lot of things - while, finally, ask the question: Who am I?

top Proposal for Lucia, story about demons + contemporary artwork

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One unpleasant rule in the Demonic community in the World of Fantasy is that only once comes into a marriage, two demons remain forever in a hellish relationship, the divorce of that damned marriage is not possible. Everyday quarrels, bloody battles, persistent maltreatment, and other offenses among spouses are desirable elements in every successful demonic marriage. But marital duties have to be executed and adultery is punished with the utmost. In the case of adultery, careless demon The Great Evil Council - with pleasure - pronounces this punishment: the demon is deprived of all power, turn it into a common human being, and is forced to work for the rest of his life as a volunteer in a retirement home or a charity organization. In the picture, we see Lucille, a young, free demoness in a delicate situation. Demon Harts, an unmarried ghoul, sent her the Flowers of Evil to the gift. The demonic world loves its flowers, if Lucilla accepts them, she will have to marry him. The basic question that is ails Lucille is Harts' ability to reproduce. She wants to give birth to her little demon to torture him, as she has been subjected to suffering from her parents. Only thanks to their hatred and constant terror, she today has grown into a desirable, evil young demoness. In her slowly boiling rage, Harts demon comes, and she has not decided yet for her outside looks, she wants to look attractive, but to him creeps pass through the spine when he saw her. While she was thinking up how will emphasize in the conversation that life with her will be thunder and hell, that she is convinced that she is more insidious and appalling then him, Her anger has long since moved to strong hate according to Harts. Lucilla is slyly smiled, decided to keep the Flower of Evil.

top Hate and Curse, Story and Image by oldboneart, outsider artwork

We sat in the shade of old oak, the day was warm, clear, a light wind passed through the branches of trees full of light, and told them stories. The old witch and I were watching the road which twisted through the forests, across the meadow, the landscape gave us its beauty. Then, just like every Friday - about these late afternoon hours - out of a forest out on the road a figure is known to us, he was wearing a dark shadow on his back, and the gray cloak - for eyes invisible - dragged behind him. Today he walked a little slower than the last Friday when I saw him, the back is a little more bent, like a wolf when stalking prey, head jutting forward. It was a wicked wizard Okapoan, we knew he hated the old witch, jealous of her ability to do magic. He walked like a thief who did not want anyone to see him and when he came to a small hill, suddenly hunched over, even more, turned his eyes to the direction of the old witch's home, his face was hateful when he uttered a sentence. I knew he was throwing a curse on the old witch's house and of course us, its inhabitants. Then relax your hands down the body and continue the journey, faster pace, we watched it without saying how it goes, it gets smaller in the way which is his way.
"Curse is a very powerful magic skill," said the old witch, "Okapoan knows everything he needs to be successful. Hate as energy, concentrated thought, and the word that leads to this world intention. The problem arises when a curse does not sit to the one he was supposed to receive. Then the curse will remain with the one who sent her. Over time, it will break it, just as he wanted the other."
The old witch smiled when I showed her a twig yew which I pulled out of my pocket. She did not need such protection long ago.
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top Psihijatrija devet Pet boli Psychiatry nine Five pains

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Five pains that can execute a human being.
For some stories is best to never be told.

top Puppet, where are you? one story, unusual to you, but true!

If you are alone, unhappy, without a goal in life, I offer you the solution of all problems and salvation! Have an open mind!
Only the fans of Puppet Zvonko (Puppetapostles) have come to know peace, happiness, and purpose of life, with enthusiasm, serve His Majesty, proud of their wisdom by which they have discovered the true deity, and are eagerly anticipated that the Majestic Puppet may be seen and taunted by them. The inhabitants of the planet Earth do not have that privilege - as the inhabitants of the World of Fantasy - to breathe the same air that the Powerful Puppet inhaled into their holy body. Aura Puppet Zvonko (LZ), extending into the depths of the universe, space and time are so energetic that it also affects a small planet inhabited by the miserable beings - Planet Earth. This collage shows some beings (the more intelligent, the more sensitive) who felt the existence of that mighty power, there appeared a strong desire to know and understand them, but there remained a secret to them, an unfathomable mystery. These unconscious Puppet apostles, motivated by the inner need for the ultimate truth, reacted differently. Most often, they were disappointed that they were alive and did not know the true purpose, the meaning of their existence. After that, there was sadness, long-lasting depression that led to the loss of food and drink desire, often by suicide - to break the agony of worthless existence. Individuals became very angry at society around them, despised by false material, ideological and other imposed values, avoiding social contacts, trapped in solitude, meditation, and contemplation, wishing on that way perceive His Majesty, Puppet Zvonko. In contrast to this passive approach to search beingness, there were those who, in desperation, created in their miserable brains a false, surrogate religion, crazy ideology, and went to great battles, led the wars which are in the end proved wrong and futile way. Individuals - looking for the source and the cause of everything (Puppet Zvonko!), simply went on a journey, in a search along and across, without a goal, in misfortune, joining so many who are miserable and not glorious perished cause of Pre-powerful Puppet Zvonko, who did not even hear or know about some miserable worms. And if he knew, would not give a little care.
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top area fantasy contemporary outsider art story

It can a long time, for years, bury into oblivion painful events and sin from the past. Feelings of guilt cause of perpetrated - or not committed - can be repressed somewhere in do not think, the surface is then straight, concretes and colors in neutral, simple colors. Then leaves the area of oblivion, as if it did not exist. About him not to speak.
From time to time, we who were there, through the brain, spin some currents, flash that quickly extinguished. If at this point we come to The area of oblivion, we would notice how surface cracking and colors begin to darken and appear cracks. Us for years, persistent streams pass through consciousness and try to divert thoughts where we do not want it. In the area of oblivion dark blood is now spreading, hard crusts are created that will one day sure be broken. No matter when it will appear from scab demons fresh and alive as if for years they were not deeply buried in oblivion.
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top Being from pine, oldbone outsider contemporary story

Twilight was descending to the World of Fantasy when I was on the way to my home, passing by the Great pine. This old and a huge tree has always attracted the attention of every passerby, and this area had the name Plateau of a large pine. Suddenly I heard a rustle inside of his branches, like someone running through the hay. Prompted by curiosity, I stepped into the interior feeling like entering another world, calm and quiet. At first, I saw nothing but a dense treetop and rough trunk with beautiful ornaments created by Mother Nature. To my surprise then, I notice an old wizard Cyril Buma sitting on a branch with a satisfied look on his face. He smiled and said:
- Welcome to a very nice place, my boy!
Reciprocate his greetings and climb a few branches to the top and I asked him:
- What does a powerful wizard in the old pine? I did not expect to see you here.
-Easy, I'm resting - replied Cirilo Bum - on top of that I enjoy spending time with a Quiets, residents coniferous trees, and therefore this pine.
Of course, I do not notice no other creature except the two of us to be here. So I wisely kept quiet because the old wizard always could not wait to keep me a lesson on how to I can not perceive nothing but the world of reality. Through a couple minutes he tells me;
- Beings who live here are called Quiets, few people know about them, They have an exceptional feature to transfer their calmness to living things near them. Their presence brings balance and harmony in the mind and spirit, they easily develop the power of meditation and everyone in their presence soon feel the benefits of serenity. If you're going to come here in order to see Quiets, keep quiet and relaxed, empty your head of all thoughts.
Were sitting there for a while in silence, then the wizard Cirilo Bum slightly lifted from the branch on which he sat and without noise hovering somewhere. Night had already fallen so I moved home but I decided that I often come here to get to know these beings Quiets and feel their power.
Today, with joy I remember treetops of old pine, a lot of time I spent in his shade calm, quiet, relaxed, with no thoughts in my head. Although Quiets I have never seen, I felt their power when I left the treetops, fresh and serene.
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top Day when God created the flowers, contemporary amateur painting

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top An unusual picture with unneeded details, outsider work

100 x 70 cm., acrylic, cardboard, for sale
These beings, situations of the picture, I have described in previous posts. Now, when everything is visible in one place, the question arises: Why, damn it, does anyone even make such a picture? It is cheap to answer that these beings now exist and live in this material, visible world. But there is no better answer.
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top  Rogue having fun, detail from outsider picture

It is not necessary now to state the reasons why Euzebio Whackedy is such what is he like: bad character from the World of Fantasy to whom it is only important to entertain himself, even if it hurt the other person, with mandatory physical pain (prick with a nail in the foot - from the earth - innocent passerby). His obsession with this morbid party requires lengthy, elaborate preparations: Euzebio has to dig up a small shelter in the land, similar to a mining pane. Then attach a long nail that reaches the ground level through a hidden hole above his head. When a traveler, a walker, or some passer-by comes over that hole, Euzebio stands up suddenly and stabs it with a nail in the foot. We can hardly understand the enormous pleasure that Euzebio experiences when the passerby cries out of a painful puncture. That it is a serious obsessive disorder has no doubt because Euzebio spent a long time in his shelter, in a good mood, waiting for the innocent victim. Euzebio has several tricks that he uses to increase the number abominable stitches, but about it later.