Monday, February 25, 2013

Break My Shackles!

Ok my devious followers today I want to talk about limits.

Me personally I hate them. Why would we want to limit something as awesome as Me?
I know you guys are just jealous, and some people are really out of their minds. It probably wouldn't be a good idea to give some people limitless expression.

Such as many famous serial killers, sexual satanist, and extreme religious nut jobs. So I understand the need for limits.

However; in class this week we talked a lot about Plato and his ideals of what should be allowed in way of art and expression. In his mind only educational material, and things that speak to the rational mind should be allowed. In a word, dull and have no imagination. Think of the History channel before they started worrying about their ratings.

That really got our class thinking about what people see everyday, and if it crossed the line of appropriate.

Me, I say free for all. If someone wants to physically harm themselves so others can laugh at them. Go for it. I always like to watch a good moron.

Profanity filled cartoons, I am game. I tend to get a little f-bomb happy every now and then. (Video games bring out the devil in me, and she is fierce!)

These things that are in the public eye such as the examples I have put out here, and are not the things that need to be limited. Yes, people tend to follow them because they are stupid. I say that with as much love possible. :)

In regards to extreme violence in movies, games, and music. It is not the material that leads to the problems in our world. It is parents, guardians not doing their job. I grew up in a house where my mother exposed us to adult things at a young age. Such as action movies, video games, and we were not very limited in what we did. But my mother also educated us on what was right and wrong. Explained what was happening, and gave us the tools to be rational. She gave us the room to make the right choices on our own. If we didn't the consequences were ours to face, and she made them clear before hand. I turned out just fine.

Not one word out of you, Gary!

So for you people that want to put limits on games, music, and television. Um yeah just take your responsibility as a parent and don't make me send my winged monkeys after you. They like fruit not human flesh, but they will do it! You are warned!

With that being said if we start limiting things such as art, music, games, television. When then does it stop?
Movies such as V, and Beautiful Creatures come to mind.
Do we just restrict everything?
Take away everything that makes us unique, and alive?
Yeah right, over my sexy demon army.

If there is something we should be slapping limits on it is the media, (I mean Fox News). Yeah freedom of the press and all, but please could we report the truth every now and then. Or give me something to smile about. I am sick of hearing how ugly the world is, and about the same old stuff. Like the recession. I am to the point where I really don't care. Get the hell on with it people, and stop spreading unneeded panic throughout the world. Or allowing for a basis in reporting. The media should be neutral not opinionated.

Nut jobs, yes they need limits. You know who I am talking about. The crazy person that stands on the corner yelling about the end of the world. Or the over Christianize house wife that thinks she is only one that is right. I mean really? Did you people not see the Mist?
There has been more deaths in history due to the rambles of nuts jobs then anything else. Look at Salem, do we really want a repeat? (I don't want to go back into hiding. )

Supermodels, yes they need limits. We all know they are crazier then a cat lady on meth. Have you seen what happens when a pizza shows up to a photo shoot?
No seriously, the adjustment of images of models to create this perfect ideal woman. It is just sickening. As a woman I can tell you there is no amount of anything that can make you look anything like that in real life.
Ok, maybe if you sell your soul to some type of demonized god.
Aside from that you can spend your whole life trying to look like this idealized version of perfection. This type of imagery destroys lives at a young age.
Little girls grow up thinking that if they don't eat, if they can look like this girl, if they can just have blond hair, blue eyes. If their skin is four types of damaged by the sun, the world will be perfect. Everything will be as it should be, and there are ugly if they are not this ideal picture.

It makes me sick, (and no I am not one of those ugly girls complaining. I am four types of beautiful, and all kinds of sexy.)
Men don't have it easy either. This ideal perfect size man with just the right height, and perfectly built body.
Keep dreaming baby, maybe in your fantasies. Or in a romance novel.

Those are just a few things we should put limitations on. These things are the most destructive to us as a whole society. They breed prejudice, hate, and feelings of self loathing.

Ok wow I went a little nuts, but basically what me and my insane creative peeps are saying is.
Stop trying to make excuses for why the world is the way it is, and start holding the real people responsible.

Until the next rant, or interview, or blue moon,

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Inner Child

That's right. The inner child I know is deep down there, begging to play with the shiny things on the floor.
Don't you wish you could let that part of you out more often?
For me that involves a few dozen pad locks, a straight jacket, and a complex gauntlet of fire. What? It was court ordered!

Alright back to my point.
Remember back when you were a child or just simply naive, and everything was new and exciting. Fear was a word reserved for the monster that lived under the bed. (FYI: he moved into the closet two years ago)

Today I just notice all those people out there that do what their readers want, what their audience wants, always worrying about what other people want. I am guilty of that (my four life sentences of endless My Little Pony reruns starts after this).
However; I found that when I don't care who is watching, or when I write, draw, dance (no laughing!) for myself. That is the time I come up with my best stuff. It is also the time I feel the most relaxed and exposed. (get your minds out of the darn gutter. It is getting crowed in here!)

So here is to everyone's inner child. The little voice inside your head that tells you to laugh at fart jokes. To pick your nose while you are driving, and to just be whatever you feel is right for you to be.

which is hopefully not the guy that keeps peeking in my bathroom window. Seriously dude, stop!

Till I come up with another random tangent with inspirational overtones, my sexy demons.

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

It is Magic

So how do you like my magic trick?
You know, my disappearing act? Fun no?

Stop judging me! I have been busy!
No seriously, I have been busy. I don't mean locked in my room forcing my barbies dolls to play out my perverted fantasies either. *gutter meet mind*

So what exactly have I been up to?
Well not that anyone really wants to know, but I am going to tell you anyways.
First off I have been super  busy with school. Stupid me I figured since I am not formally working, taking 3 grad classes would be a piece of cake.

Problem is no one told me it was a piece of my grandmothers dry pound cake. The one that takes a gallon of milk to pass even a crumb.

I also have a few other side jobs that have been keeping me super busy including a weekly comic called Fate's Kiss. Posted by the Fantasy Floozies every Sunday.

Ok enough excuses I am going to now make promises I don't intend to keep. With that being said you might see some more activity on here.

I know I have said that before, but yeah I am only human. At least I think I am.

So while you are waiting for me to come back to life check out the Fantasy Floozies' blog (because they are way more active then me), and keep an eye out every Sunday for Fate's Kiss.