Witch Sorceress Enchantress by techgnotic, journal
Witch Sorceress Enchantress
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by techgnotic (https://www.deviantart.com/techgnotic)
The Witchas Multifaceted Icon
Throughout history artists of every discipline have been fascinated, inspired and transfixed at every historical stage of the shifting perceptions of the “Witch” in any given time or society. The seams within every page of every chapter written against or in defense of the witch have been alternatively filled with oppressive sexism, blind eyed religious bigotry, occult doctrine, fevered and forbidden lustful sexuality, misplaced fear, and reams of wide eyed superstition.
Consequently, the colors, and lines within every stroke upon every canvas and visceral de
The wind is made of dragonflies.
It picked up as I walked blindly, unthinkingly, down the sidewalk. My head wasn't in routine; my head doesn't get into routines. My body was in routine and my head was in the clouds when I felt their legs tickling across my skin and they started flying faster and faster and I felt the cloud pushing against my face, changing direction all at once, flying synchronized in a current of insects. They all followed the shifting slope fields across the plane of my existence, whichever one that was.
I smiled as the whisper echoed across the dimensions. Maybe somewhere there was a hurricane and they sounded like a swa
Current Residence: Wonderland Favourite genre of music: Awesome. Favourite photographer: Anya Kubilus MP3 player of choice: iPoddle. Wallpaper of choice: Retro. Favourite cartoon character: Courage the Cowardly Dog Personal Quote: "Still I never do take the time to recognize the good stuff, so, thanks for reminding me."
Favourite Movies
(500) Days of Summer
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
The Beatles, Counting Crows, Pearl Jam, Joni Mitchell, Mumford & Sons
Favourite Gaming Platform
My imagination.
Other Interests
John Lennon, depression, psychology, 60's, 70's, 80's, 90's
Apologizing for all the deviations, I just felt like uploading some photos I liked. Even though I hate to admit it, I am proud of some of the things I create.
I wish I still was.
I feel annoying and boring and unattractive. Just awful.
I don't think I can draw, or write, or photograph.
Listening to Pearl Jam now, just a few days after seeing them in concert, they sound poetic again. Something about Eddie Vedder live, through all the smoke, kind of disembodied my high opinion of him. I felt disappointed. But hearing The End and I Got Shit and Just Breathe, I understand again.
I have odd revelations, it's a problem.
So is my low self-esteem. It's always deteriorating by the end of the day.
Hey, just leaving this for the day you happen to log on. You're a wonderful person and you make me smile every time I see you because you're so beautiful and thought-provoking.