Billy Swan, “Don’t Be Cruel”
Not quite as radical a reimagining of an Elvis tune as John Cale’s “Heartbreak Hotel,” but excellent in its slow and sinuous dance.
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Golden Chains
"Your Highness, the bath is ready" The servant quietly announced, looking towards the floor.
"I'm coming" She languidly rose from the Divan, stretching back her long slender limbs and walked over to where the servant was standing, a tray holding expensive soaps, milk and honey balanced atop her hands.
She walked into the fragrant pool of water and let her handmaiden scrub and lather her body, finally walking out after they were done, wearing a piece of cloth, body slick with water and hair dripping.
She stood idly, servants wrapping silks and jewels around her.
They then bowed and filed out of the room. She admired herself in the mirror.
"Rajah, do you think I should put a blindfold on him, what's the point of him having sight if he doesn't like looking at me, then he'd appreciate the gifts I give him too" The tiger growled with such intensity that the guard standing at the door flinched in fright.
"Good Choice" He showed the rows of sharp teeth lining his jaw.
She went to the balcony and plucked a single Jasmine flower from one of her many Jasmine plants.
"Oh, and guard-" she glanced at the guard standing outside "Feed Rajah today, my Rajah got a bit hungry last time, so I need someone else to feed him"
"Yes your highness" He gulped
"Oh don't be scared, he is a very good boy" and bent down to pet him.
She walked down the hallway, stopping only to grab an apple which she unceremoniously bit into, the juice flowed down her chin but she threw it away.
"This tastes inedible, guards, take her away" Guards rushed in and grabbed the woman holding the fruit basket, dragging her away.
She walked down the stairs into the treasury. It was filled up to the brim, with gold, crowns, gemstones and so many coins. She walked by it all, grazing her hand across the coins, towards the centre of it all. A large space had been cleared off.
There sat a man, hands cuffed to the ground, with soiled clothes and a ragged beard, an unfinished plate of rice and daal was left abandoned on his side.
She dropped the flower in his lap, he didn't even so much as glance at it.
"Why Ali you used to love this bloom before" He didn't answer
She grazed a nail across his jaw.
"I asked Rajah if taking away your sight would teach you a lesson, and he said yes! Such a good boy isn't he?" she grinned
He looked up with wide eyes,
"NO- DON'T"
"Why shouldn't I ?"
"I'm begging of you !"
"I don't see it"
He clasped his hands together in a desperate attempt to please her
"Hmm, maybe I will, or maybe I won't, you'll see eventually, or well maybe not see at all" and she laughed out loud.
She turned back, lazily picking up a gold lamp. She rubbed its side and set it down on the ground, walking out as she saw blue smoke emerging from it.
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‘Cause i’m losing my sight, losing my mind, wish somebody would tell me i’m fine.
Nothing is fine.
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MADONNA LIKE YOU HAVE NEVER HEARD BEFORE: GOTHIC FOLK METAL STYLE!Hello everyone! I am stoked as hell to finally bring an idea my boyfriend/ filmographer, Vincent, had for awhile combined with the fan favorite of the album (and his) Frozen, which is my gothic folk metal cover of Madonna’s classic song. Frozen was originally released by Madonna on Ray of Light in 1998
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Tree cover map of the Arctic.
High resolution tree cover map based on the analysis of satellite data, with specific sensors made to detect and recognize the reflection from vegetation.
Read more and buy prints here.
Ko-fi | RedBubble | Etsy (digital prints)
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