Colisões planetárias indicam que você foi vítima do Conto do Vigário da Cara Deslavada de Albuquerque e Bulhufas.

De quantos dias de Inferno Astral a gente padece antes do aniversário? Alguém sabe?

De acordo com meu calendário, somam-se 34 dias (até a data de hoje). Já deu, né? Eu me rendo, eu confesso! O que vocês querem saber? Os nomes? Eu digo, eu digo, mas pelamordedeus, tira o meu dedo, embebido em salmoura, da tomada! Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

A sensação é a de quem entrou num ônibus lotado de argentinos, vestindo a camiseta da Seleção Brasileira, na última eliminatória pra Copa do Mundo. Ou de algum desavisado patriota americano que invade, sem querer (é obvio), uma reunião da CUT, no ABC Paulista, empunhando a bandeira dos Iunaidistêites Ofaméurica, e gritando o nome do candidato do Partido Republicano, o 'Ma Quem'...

Sinceramente, não sei o que pode ser pior... talvez só a descoberta de que alguém que a gente 'fantasia' que conhece há quase duas décadas, sai da casinha de vez...

Ziquizira, larga do meu pé!

Os dejo un video a modo de opening que explica un poco el prólogo:

Para leer el principio: http://www.topfanfics.com/view.php?id=490

Estoy buscando gente que sepa dibujar para hacer un manga(shojo) de esta historia así que si estáis interesados decídmelo!!!

De momento os dejo con el argumento:

SINOPSIS: Desde la última batalla contra los demonios,las fuerzas angelicales han quedado muy reducidas.La materia oscura se está comiendo a las estrellas y por eso cada vez hay menos ángeles.Además una terrible enferdad se está extendiendo en Ciudad Sacra.Los nuevos aspirantes a pertenecer a algún coro angelical tienen q superar duras pruebas para poder ascender y el encargado de este siglo es Gabriel,un joven ángel al q todos quieren otorgarle el título de Arcángel pero él se niega.
La Tierra se encuentra dividida en 2 bandos:los q apoyan a los demonios y los que están protegidos por la Inquisición,una organización muy avanzada tecnológicamente q se encargan de exterminar a los demonios gracias al akasha o 5º elemento,q ahora escasea,por lo q es muy valioso...

Se conocerá el punto de vista tanto del cielo como de la Tierra o los Demonios,de éste último gracias a Caín,un joven diablo muy misterioso que se ve a escondidas con Amarael,una joven aspirante al Coro.

al final nuestros personajes tendrán que ir en busca de los 7 sellos para poder abrir las 7 puertas del Cielo que llevan al Edén.

¿Qué os parece? Espero vuestra opinión ya!!!!

Cada día hablaré sobre un personaje o explicaré cosas sobre este universo cuando vaya más avanzada la historia que no quiero chafaros nada

Aquí os dejo 2 banners,ya haré más para que haya más a elegir^^

Su Wordle ho inserito il testo della DC, capitolo 1. L'opera del mio carissimo Dante, mi perdoni lui, l'ho dovuta artificialmente modificare un po' per mettere in risalto i primi famosissimi versi, agli occhi del software usato dal sito. Inoltre, mi son divertito poi ad aggiungere un bel po' di cose all'immagine. Niente di trascendentale, e soprattutto troppo poco rispetto alla magnificenza del sommo.

Sábado será uma noite de jornada dupla. Há tempos que não faço isso, e o mais legal é que as festas que vou tocar são completamente uma diferente da outra.

Começo a meia noite no clube Inferno na festa Punkadão do Thiago dj. A festa investe nos batidões, Funk, Maximal, electro e Guetto Tech. Toco um set com um pouco de Miami Bass, Funk, Remixes, Rock e até um industrialzinho de leve. Durante a noite tem ainda discotecagens do Roots Rock Revolution e Database.

Lá pelas 3H00am, me mando para o Glória para tocar na edição conjunta das festas Gente Bonita Clima de Paquera (do Alexandre Matias e Luciano Kalatalo) e Popscene (da Flávia Durante e Hector Lima). Vou fazer meu set costumeiro, só que tocarei poucos Mashups, já que o povo do Gente Bonita é especializado nisso.Garanto que o set será bem fervido e pra cima pra segurar o povo. Antes, tem a inusitada estréia com “djéia” da atriz Leandra Leal para comemorar o lançamento do filme "Nome Próprio".

Se estiverem com pique, apareçam nas duas e deixem seus nomes na minha lista.

Escrevam até sexta a noite para: djbezzi@gmail.com

19/7-PUNKADÃO NO INFERNO

SÃO PAULO/SP

RUA AUGUSTA,501

A PARTIR DAS 23H00 (BEZZI SET 00H00 A 01HOO)

DJS-DATABASE, ROOTS ROCK REVOLUTION, THIAGO, BEZZI, BLOODSHAKE, MAURO F.

R$-15,00 NA PORTA, 10,00 NA LISTA

19/7-POPSCENE+GENTE BONITA NO GLÓRIA

SÃO PAULO/SP

RUA 13 DE MAIO,830

A PARTIR DAS 23H00 (BEZZI SET 03H00 A 04HOO)

DJS-POPSCENE DJS, LEANDRA LEAL, CLARAH AVERBUCK, GENTE BONITA, BEZZI.

R$-35,00 NA PORTA, 15,00 NA LISTA

BEZZI

]]> http://risadas.wordpress.com/?p=588 Wed, 16 Jul 2008 15:43:11 +0000 Meerstempel Badist http://risadas.wordpress.com/?p=588 A garota chega pra mãe, reclamando do ceticismo do namorado.
- Mãe, o Mário diz que não acredita em inferno.
- Case-se com ele, minha filha, e deixe o resto comigo!

Morrer pode ser considerado o fim. Você nasce, cresce, reproduz e acaba. Para quem pensa assim, a vida é como um filme, no qual você tem um tempo determinado.

Outros acham que a morte é o começo. Acreditam em lugares como céu e inferno, sendo que é lá onde você vai realmente viver.

Alguns falam em continuação. Uma pessoa nasce e morre diversas vezes, sendo cada vida um novo dia na história de cada um.

Eu gosto de acreditar que é um prêmio. A morte é a conquista final da sua vida. A forma como você morre reflete quem você foi, as escolhas que fez e o caminho que trilhou.

Esse post foi inspirado pelo Alê, que escreveu hoje sobre o suicídio. Antecipar a própria morte é para aqueles que acham que ela é a solução. Essas pessoas demonstram não ver sentido algum na vida. Eu me pergunto: se alguém não tem medo de morrer, por que teria medo de viver? Tudo o que se faz na vida, leva à morte. Se você vai chegar lá de qualquer jeito, aproveite o caminho. Não existe motivo para tanta ansiedade com algo que é certo

E você? Como encara a morte? Deixe sua resposta e depois leia:
Como você pretende viver nesse mundo?
Tragédia ou imprudência?
Acabou 2007, que venha 2008

The flag is on fire!

That Habeshas greatly admire

When woyanes tried to conspire

The “flag day” turned into disaster

Woyanes burned down villages in Oromia and Ogaden

Because Meles Nazi’awi is an Ethiopian Bin Laden

For all the crimes against Humanity

And for depriving us of our Liberty

This is the least that they deserved

By Oromia’s youth justice to be served

Students engaged in flag desecration

As a form of political expression

Induced by century long oppression

And what followed Abyssinian exploitation

International Criminal Court is looking for Al Beshir

For all the genocide he committed in Darfur

Meles Nazi’awi is next on the list

To be knocked out by Justice’s mighty fist

Sooner or later, they will come down crashing and fell

And they will be thrown to burn in Dante’s inferno hell

Meles once said, the flag is just a “piece of sheet”

Now it is burning, he would act like he gives a shit

Even our athletes are waving another flag

Because the old guard’s “piece of sheet” has become a drag.

Burn woyane Burn!

(OLF news 10 July,2008) - Several Wayyane-invented "Ethiopian flags"

For more on this story, visit OLF's site.

Click here for the rear shot, here, and here for larger sizes.

If you'd like to know more about this particular Pontiac, click here.

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Right, now on to the films that I watched this weekend.

Hellboy II: The Golden Army (Guillermo del Toro, 200eight) was Friday night; La Terza Madre/The Mother of Tears (Dario Argento, 2007) was Saturday night; Ghost Story (John Irvin, 1981) was also Saturday night.

I saw the first Hellboy film willingly but not out of intense anticipation. I was intrigued by the creature designs and receptively along for the ride. I enjoyed it very much. With Hellboy II, on the other hand, I was ridiculously excited about and looking forward to seeing it.

Despite the fact that I nodded off a couple of times (not due to the film itself but I was tired and I was in a darkened room--it happens) and that there was a headache mounting, Hellboy II adequately entertained me. The lovey-dovey talk (thematically significant) tickled my gag reflex. Ron Perlman's performance (as Hellboy) was nearly deadpan enough for the romantic cheese to be bearable.

Film Threat's Pete Vonder Haar went coocoo for cocoa puffs about this film. While my reaction was much more subdued, I liked what he said about the imagery: Del Toro teams up with cinematographer Guillermo Navarro to create a series of fantastical set pieces, crammed with more bizarre creatures and offhand weirdness than you can possibly process in one viewing.

Read his review here.

Click here for more Hellboy 2 pictures.

I was possibly even more excited to see giallo-maker extraordinaire Dario Argento's newest film.

Argento had contributed two films to the Masters of Horror series in 2005 and 2006: Jenifer and Pelts. Prior to these two compounds of debatable quality, Argento made The Card Player (2004), which was an overall departure from his auteurist tendencies of yesteryear.

One of the professors I had as an undergrad and then a graduate student at Emory University shared with me a love of most if not all things Dario Argento. When I first started grad school in 2005, she and I had a short conversation about Argento's theatrical style. On the way home, I started thinking more about exactly why I loved his work.

The first time I ever saw his name or any images of his work was in a book in the library when I was
work-studying in the Government Documents department. I was a sophomore and was walking from one part of the work space to another when I passed the shelves where foreign language books-to-be-processed or catalogued were kept. The book was about poster art of Italian films or something to that effect, and it
caught my eye. I started flipping through it and saw pictures from Suspiria. Inexplicably, those imaged looked very familiar. During the rest of my sophomore year and junior year, I watched every Argento film i could get my hands on--from Emory's music & media library--or that I could buy from Borders, Tower Records, and from Amazon.com.

Since I'm not ludicrously keen on the human species, I have no problems watching people die horrible deaths on film. But, it has to be a certain type of death and depicted in a certain way. The reason I don't watch all the war films I can get my hands on is because the death that goes on in war films doesn't lend itself to a cathartic viewing experience--at least not for me. Slasher films, giallo, certain kinds of horror films, on the
other hand, are more likely to depict stylized death scenes. I appreciate the aesthetic quality of such images, especially the giallo style. The Argento style.

I still haven't been able to watch the ending of Suspiria without partly covering my eyes, though, because it's actually kinda scary.

Along with Suspiria and Inferno, The Mother of Tears compose the Three Mothers trilogy three witches. The Mother of Sighs (Suspiria) and the Mother of Darkness (Inferno) inflicted much chaos and destruction upon poor, unfortunate mortals. Dario Argento's daughter Asia, who starred in a number of her father's films, is focus of La Terza Madre, which introduces the Mother of Tears to the world. The most aesthetically pleasing of the lot (can we say zero lawn and foliage), she's also the most cruel and is intent on ushering in a new wave of witches. The only person strong enough or even eligible to prevent it is Sarah Mandy (Asia Argento)--she has inherited certain powers from her mother and must learn how to use them before it's too late.

Like any decent apocalyptic-mix-in-occult horror film, an artifact--in this case a casket and a box of ancient, magical goodies--is unearthed and triggers the beginning of the alleged end. Oh yes, and Udo Kier make an appearance in the film. There is plenty of corn and cheese in The Mother of Tears,* some of which is fantastically campy. With respect to the Argento look and sound of things, I'm glad the theatrical colors and lighting and foreboding music are back. I was reminded of The Stendhal Syndrome in some moments (though not as grainy). On the violence and gore end, I was satisfied and sufficiently stimulated cognitively and hypothalamusly. "That had to hurt! Oh man! Dayam! Ah!"

Take a bite here.

Is the body trauma superfluous? Gratuitous? Excessive? Maybe so, maybe not. Through the giallo lens, not at all. I liked the eye violation portions in particular.**

I'm definitely going to purchase this film when it's released on DVD.

Click here for the Mother of Tears trailer.

Read more about Dario Argento at Senses of Cinema.

*What the heck is up with the ending?! Major spoilage ahead, highlight relevant terms at your own discretion:

Sarah didn't have to use any magic to defeat Mater Lachrymarum. All she had to do was burn that red tunic. Quoi? Nandesuka? How silly! I might have been laughing as well but I certainly didn't want the characters to be engaged in riotous giggles when they crawled out of the earth. Aish.

**There are two examples of eye violation (again, highlight relevant words at your own discretion):

In the first incident, a Japanese witch that has been following Sarah Mandy in a train station gets her head whonked in the door way of a train toilet. The bashing continues until one of her eyes pops out. In the second incident, one of Mater Lachrymarum's henchmen uses a small pitchfork-esque tool to impale the eyes of an unsuspecting woman. Two very Lucio Fulci moments indeed.

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Now as for Ghost Story, I'm not going to analyze it very much.

The version that I purchased can be seen here. The reason I bought it was because it stars Fred Astaire, Melvyn Douglas, and Douglas Fairbanks, Jr. Fred Astaire in a horror film? Where do I sign up? He was so adorable in it too. No tap-dancing; more enjoyable than The Towering Inferno. And, quite frightening. It's not nearly as "gross" as non-ghostly horror films, and thus supposedly less exciting (on the body temperature and heart-beat levels), but I yelped many more times during Ghost Story than I did at The Mother of Tears.

The DVD's back cover summarizes the film as: Put together a gloomy New England house, a dark night and four of America's legendary leading men and you have all the ingredients for the classic Ghost Story, a spellbinding motion picture based on the bestseller by Peter Straub. Co-starring Patricia Neal, Ghost Story is about the Members of the Chowder Society: Fred Astaire, Melvyn Douglas, Douglas Fairbanks, Jr. and John Houseman, who get together each week to share tales of horror. Soon, however, a secret terror invades the group, and one by one, they die mysteriously because of a real life ghost story that is part of their past.

FYI: There's also a set of twin sons and the "one by one, they die mysteriously" is a bit misleading.

Alice Krige also plays a significant character in the film and she has always given me the creeps.

Click here for clip.

Ghost Story brings to mind The Changeling.

Pergunta:

Se o Paraíso é tão amplo quanto os céus e a terra, onde é o Paraíso neste universo que já está preenchido por os céus e a terra?

Resposta:

Todos os louvores são para Allah e paz e bênçãos com o Profeta, a sua família e seus companheiros.

Antes de responder a esta pergunta, é preciso acentuar que tudo o que está no Alcorão e na Sunnah correcta, é realidade. Não é permitido negar isto. Além disto, é impossivél que dois assuntos destas fontes sejam contraditórios entre si. O facto de de que estas duas questões identificadas a partir destas fontes ao príncipio não parecem ser coerentes entre si, não sígnifica que contradizem uma á outra.

Assim, está por exemplo, no Alcorão [interpretação do significado]:

“Um Paraíso, cuja amplidão é como a do céu e da terra...”

[Surat al-Hadid: 21]

Aqui Alah fala sobre o céu em singular.

Em outro versículo Allah diz [interpretação do significado]:

"… Paraíso, cuja amplidão é a dos céus e da terra…"
[Surat Al-Imran: 133]

Aqui Allah fala de céus no plural. Ambos os versos baseam-se sem nenhuma dúvida na verdade.

Um homem judeu fez uma vez uma pergunta ao Profeta [que a paz esteja com ele] sobre este verso. Ele perguntou a ele [que a paz esteja com ele] aonde é o lugar do Inferno, se o Paraíso sozinho cobre o céu e a terra. O Profeta [que a paz esteja com ele] respondeu: “Quando a noite nasce, aonde está o dia?”

Sobre os céus e a terra se encontram também o Posto e o Trono de Allah. O Profeta [que a paz esteja com ele], adivisou após o surgimento do Ruku’ a dizer o seguinte: “[Elogios que] enchem os céus, enchem a terra e enchem o que Vôce quiser que vier depois.”

A partir disto, podemos concluír que existe outro mundo fora dos céus e da terra. Só Allah é que sabe destas coisas. Nós só temos conhecimento sobre quilo que Allah nos informou, como o Trono e o Posto. Por exemplo sabemos, que o Trono Está localizado no lugar mais alto e Allah está lá em cima pela maneira que cabe sobre a Sua Majestade e Grandeza.

Sheich Mohammed ibnoe Saalih al-cOethaymien
(Al-Fataawaa al-Muhimmah, pág. 120)

Some of you might be clueless looking at the title. Guess what? EAST SPRING MILITARY BAND got SILVER! Jyeah!

Aaaah. Juniors, I guess you guys are slowly climbing up the ladder. Make the seventh batch of ESMB-ians proud and attain silver, or maybe gold for SYF next year!

I miss being in a band. Pfft. I missed my Sec 2 times, when I was a Recruit I/C, training all those new recruits on their drills. Really. I found my confidence mostly when I was in Sec 2. Mainly because I had to command at the top of my lungs, scream at the idiots who have now turned into successful players. Haha. I still remember Syafiq.

Syafiq: Sir, can I be the red marker?
Me: Red marker? What do you mean?
Syafiq: Alaaa...the one who say '1,2' (timing)
Me: -laughs like an idiotic, moronic bastard- It's RIGHT marker. Not RED.

Anyways! Today I had a superdooperwhoozywippy great time! Headed to Victoria Concert Hall together with Ashri, Firdaus and Shah to get tickets for Marsiling Wind Symphony's performance the next day. Watched two bands perform, namely, Evergreen and Hwa Chong Institution. After that, followed the guys back to their band practice. Really, I can't wait to join them after 'O' Levels. Like I so miss being in a band lurhs. And DAMN! Despite being a 40 piece band, they really impressed me with their 'Inferno' piece. It was like a 100 people was playing. Hehs.

I also found out an interesting fact- Firdaus was supposed to be ESMB's CONDUCTOR. Whatthefag. He'd really make a better conductor than that...that...I shan't bitch. He brought us up to get a bronze anyway. But I still think he is like a badot gemuk. He has boobs too....oops. I just bitched, didn't I?

Sis celebrated her birthday today. At Hajjah Maimunah. Urgh. I don't like the food there anymore. It's like freaking ohmygodwhatthefag.

I shall end my post here now! Heee. (: