Jun. 3rd, 2009

tinhuviel: (Cliffs of Insanity)


WOOOOO! Drag out the Guinness and put on the pointy party hats, 'cos it's gonna be a hot time in the old town tonight!

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Tinhuviel's Cliffs of Insanity

Getting ready for the Alpaca Lips, one llama at a time!

Created on 2002-06-03 10:17:01 (#581120)

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tinhuviel: (Syd Barrett)
And they're talking about Syd Barrett, my love, my heartbreak, my mad mad genius. I wrote him a poem 21 years ago. Actually, I wrote him many poems, but this one pretty much says it all for me. May my tortured boy rest in peace. And, yeah, for me he'll always be my sad young man who didn't just stare into the Abyss, he leapt in. What on Earth did he see on his Acid-fueled Shamanic journeys? What terrible, beautiful, incomprehensible things did he see? I know that 'Wish You Were Here' and 'Shine on You Crazy Diamond' were written for him, but 'On the Turning away' will always be my Syd song because I was listening that when I read about Syd for the very first time. It breaks my heart to hear that song. In my state of insomnia, I feel closer to him now than ever before.

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The Only Thing Left

Your eyes, they look troubled, such beauty in pain.
Your heart aches with sorrow, your tears fall like rain.
You can't seem to capture the torrent of thoughts
Your mind is producing from all you've been taught.
Your art went beyond you, your fears drove you mad.
For one with such talent, you now seem so sad.
You sit in your room with your head in your hand.
You stare at the people who don't understand.
And, gazing inside you to see what is there,
You find the truth is that you don't really care.
The songs were mere whimsy, your art was a lie
And the only thing left is your desire to die.

©Tracy Angelina Evans
18 June, 1988


Remember when you were young, You shone like the sun. Shine on you crazy diamond. Now there's a look in your eyes, Like black holes in the sky. Shine on you crazy diamond.

Arcadia

Jun. 3rd, 2009 04:33 am
tinhuviel: (Barry Exact Science)
I think this speaks for itself. Quite a few people on my friends will agree with me, I'm sure.

Night Five

Jun. 3rd, 2009 06:56 am
tinhuviel: (Barry Exact Science)
As of 7 PM, I will have been awake for 27 hours on 2 hours of fitful sleep. I don't even feel tired anymore. It's like I'm right outside my body, just floating like a ghost. Maybe David Gilmour said it best: I have become comfortably numb. One of three things is gonna happen. I'm gonna finally fall out from exhaustion, drop dead from exhaustion, or lose my mind (one 'o' dumb people! You can't loose your mind. It's not on a frickin' leash!) and end up in a hospital, medicated, and sleeping. Did my work on The Blood Crown and reread what I have of "To Whom It May Concern," but I didn't do anything with the J-fic. It's percolating and not ripe yet.

The sun is up and the shadows on the walls keep moving in the peripheries of my vision. It's kinda creepy.

GrrrrRRRAHHH!
tinhuviel: (Danny Elfman Muse)
[livejournal.com profile] booraven22, not sure if you've seen this yet, but you may enjoy it if you haven't.

tinhuviel: (Bellatrix)
Dear Six Flags,

Even if I had the money to visit your establishment, I will flat refuse to do so for the duration of your terrifying dancing corpse ad campaign. It's been going on for years now and I'm not bloody amused by it. At all. Every Summer my senses are affronted by your horrific commercials with the hideous techno circus music and that creepy creepy dead guy. More flags, more fun my ass! It makes me want to burn your freakin' flags. If I ever found myself at one of your amusement parks and that spooky thing approached me, I'd would beat him to death with his own arm after having ripped it out of the socket. He scares me. He's not amusing or cool or whatever it is you people see in him. Send him to the poor ad campaign graveyard already.

Until you do, I'm boycotting your parks.

Not even remotely yours truly,
Tinhuviel
tinhuviel: (CadmusOrphaeus)
I've been trying to figure out why Cadmus would even tolerate the much younger (not to mention cheekier and more likable) Orphaeus, but it came to me today while I was writing the story that Kelat shares with Cadmus about her mother. I'd established early on in my decision to plow forward with The Blood Crown that the stories of the ancient Tarmi would play heavily in the plot. Initially, I thought that Kelat would just do a telephathic download into Cadmus, who would share the stories as the need arose. No. Instead, she entrusts the memories to Orphaeus, thus ensuring Cadmus' dependence upon the Swan (not the station LOST) for the duration of their little...adventure. Without that, Cadmus would, without a doubt, kill Orphaeus. He's stronger than my beloved red-haired opera singer in every single way, being older and born into the Blood. That's not a diss on Orphaeus, it's just the facts. Cadmus is centuries older, has dreadful forms of magick at his fingertips, is physically stronger, and also has the advantage of being able to tolerate the sun in limited doses. If Orphaeus went into this with nothing on his side, he'd lose more than his scalp this time. Cadmus wouldn't follow Kelat's command, he's his own free agent. And he has no conscience, so it wouldn't faze him one bit to squish Orphaeus like a bug because, honestly? That's how Cadmus perceives him. And, now, to be saddled with Orphaeus without the ability to eat him alive is frankly going to drive Cadmus crazy..er.

So, I've got a great exchange between Kelat and her Blood grandson planned. I'm excited about this. It's gonna be fun, so more than 500 words will get written today. Probably a lot more. If any of it is any good, I'll post it. See, this is when I dig insomnia.
tinhuviel: (Cadmus Acolyte)
I'm still telling Pretani's story. It'll take just long enough for the sun to go down and for Orphaeus to arrive. Yay! Much with the fun-ness! This is my revenge on Cadmus, for the years of terror and helping to develop that ridiculous phobia of mine. Yeah, I know it's ridiculous. Doesn't change damned thing. So...vengeance be mine! He's going to be so pissed off, well as much as he can be in his burgeoning emotional development. If he could crawl out of Word and throttle me alive, I'm sure he'll want to later on tonight. BWAHA HA HA HA HA!
tinhuviel: (Joker_Upside Down)
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A cave, far away from humanity, but with a drop cable to a power station so I can still access Teh Intarwebs and talk about how happy I am to be away from it all! ::snicker::
tinhuviel: (Joker_Bitch)
I'm calling you out, you naughty big corporation, on some serious bullshit. Did you honestly think that cartoon fans don't pay attention to your commercials? Really? Seriously? Or didja just wait til Saint Chuck packed his bags for the Summerlands before getting the bright idea for your Hunger Monster ad campaign? Hm? Tell us the truth. You'll feel better for it. Oh... I see. Gonna have to call in the big guns, am I? Gonna have to show my evidence while you're on the witness stand defending your *ahem* honour? Oookaaay, well you asked for it!

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AHA! BULLSHIT! Right there, Weight Watchers! Your Hunger Monster is Gossamer! The only difference is that one is wanting you to eat and the other wants to eat you. But that's small potatoes. I'd know that red fur anywhere and so would Bugs Bunny if he weren't busy dancing to "My Spine is the Bassline." But he'll be over anytime to call you on your bullshit as well. And, when Bugs calls you on bullshit, you've pretty much gotten served, along with a biiiig platter of crullers. Bitches.

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