If In doubt – Monica Bellucci

In an age where ‘Kim Kardashians‘ fat photoshopped arse makes more news than most genuine stories of worth, (Global Warming, People starving, Immigration and Terrorism etc), it’s nice to reflect on a bygone age of seduction, imagination and sensual/visual tease.

Monica Belluci, Beauty, Heavenly, Sensual, gorgeous, stunning

Divine beauty, in all its glory with no pretence.

I remember days when a ‘Camel Toe was actually found on a Camel, and would only ever usually be seen at the Zoo. Not a necessity in an article about a beautiful woman who now had to have her vajazzle stuffed into a wide angle zoom lens for all to see.

I remember when a ‘Wardrobe Malfunction‘ was also something more akin to a failed Ikea project or in the worse case, – ‘The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe‘.

Nothing signifies a wardrobe malfunction more than a dangerous carnivore and a mythical sorceress actually being in THE wardrobe, but not any more. It appears that leaving the house and having your love plums swinging out the bottom of your shorts when being papped, or when smiling for the worlds press with no undercrackers on whilst you’re genitals are waving to your mother is now one such incident.

Despite all these perils now becoming a part of our morally astute society, ensuring prime time for your junk to be seen is ‘all their age‘. . .

So much so that soon they probably won’t even let you on public transport unless you poke the driver in the eye with a nipple or indulge him in a quick ‘tea-bagging‘ session between stops.

I also remember reading about famous people, and not having to worry about whether they were or weren’t male or female, gay or straight, or in need of having to declare themselves as whatever due to Mankind’s shallow need to categorise everyone to fit into a certain demographic, which only then serves to be used by the media and the (for/against) argument to which now it serves.

I remember a time when it wasn’t deemed as ‘sexist‘ to want a woman without armpit hair, a beard or a penis, and yet these days it’s almost seen as taboo to even whisper of such abnormalities. Most of all I remember being able to enjoy seeing the spark and energy flicker across a person as their inner beauty hinted at what could be, your imagination being driven wild as your mind wandered into an unknown world of hope.

So we made it all better did we? Ahhh yes. Throwing away our primal instincts for the ‘latest‘ handheld retard initiator, aptly known as an ‘eyephone‘ because if you wave it near me I’ll probably stuff in your face and gouge out your eyes.

Meanwhile, I just downloaded a new ‘app‘ for my mobile, it’s called ‘Ignorant bastard‘.
It does f*ck all, I do f*ck all, and anyone near me also gets to do F*CK ALL. . . Those not even with me look at me whilst I’m doing f*ck all and we all do F*CK ALL together.

Brilliant isn’t it. Most phones have this as standard from what I’ve seen lately and it’s just amazing what they can do. The best thing is that I’m connected ‘Worldwide‘, and I can let people know when I’m doing F*CK ALL’ – 25/7, 9 days a week, 703 days a year!

So, Technology! What a wonder that became, Now all I get to see when I’m out and about is people walking into lampposts as they stare into their phones, tripping over raised paving slabs and stumbling over steps as they wade through dogsh*t bouncing off people tweeting about where they’re next off to.

The joys of making eye contact in public nowadays has become a high risk endeavour, as more and more people so unused to the ‘real‘ world lose all sense of how to interact with each other.

They look at you like an Alien if you try and be civil, and are never more than one phone call away from the Police if you so much as smile at them.

Someone needs to invent an app which causes phones in the nearby vicinity to explode, but which also takes a ‘Selfie‘ and uploads it to everyone you know whilst doing so.

World, what went wrong. . . ?

Whilst I appreciate that we as a species need to learn and adapt, there’s nothing more alluring or appealing than real life, with real people, in real situations doing what real people used to do.

Are people so scared to be seen as not being like everyone else, every second of every day, all day long every f*cking day?
And do we really give a sh*t, need to know or have to have it all stuffed into our faces. If we want to know more, we’d ask, we’d look, we’d save some for the discovery.

These days its like :

– Hi, have you met my Ass? Me and my Tits went to the Mall and here’s a full itinerary of each f*cking step I took till I got there and did the same sh*t most people do anyway, but because you haven’t got all this sh*t in my face, I thought you might like to know what and how to do it too because you obviously do nothing because I haven’t seen you upload anything for minutes.

– In case you forgot what I look like, I just uploaded another ‘Selfie‘ because you blinked and may have missed me looking like this at that angle, because just then, that was me, have you liked it yet? If you don’t like it straight away, I’ll keep posting it till I’ve got enough likes, so it’s best if you just like it now.

– You do like it don’t you? Have you seen me in this one, I just took this one while you were thinking about liking the last one. Isn’t it great!!!

– You’re quiet, are you ok, are you dead, or worst still, is there no WIFI!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaargh. . .

-(999, 911, 100) – Emergency services, I need urgent assistance straight away!

– “Certainly Madam. What appears to be the problem?”

– I don’t know how to say this, but we have no connection. . . Sob.

– “That’s ok, we’ll have someone round to give you a full lobotomy straight away. . .”

Sometimes there is nothing more beautiful than something like the picture featured. It’s not the person per say (but she is heavenly), it’s the principle and what the image represents that matters.

Monica Bellucci, beauty, skindeep, vogue, natural, godess

The eyes say more than anything you could ever hope to try and say with all the words in the world. . .

There is nothing more beautiful than beauty imagined, inside.

The eyes are the gateway to the soul, (also a hefty divorce and kids who grow up to hate you), but before all that, there is often a fleeting elevation to which we as people all live for. The smile that beckons, the lips that tease, the thought that lingers after your eyes have passed each others gaze.

The slow desire which comes from within, eagerly consumes our mind as we desperately seek to break the silence and learn more.

These days,  you might as well just walk upto someone you like, butt-naked, point to your bits and ask them if they want to share it!

* – Legal Disclaimer : No Camels were hurt in the creation of this article.

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Kiss my peachy arse you futhermuckers…

Seems like most people’s idea of activism these days is sitting round on their fat useless incompetent arses telling everyone how active they are being an activist…

Kiss my peachy arse you f*cking cretinous morons, do something positive for a change rather than banging on about how much you truly wish you could ‘do’ if it weren’t for the blah, blah, blah, blah BULLSH*T excuses you waste so much time preparing for the world when asked.

Meanwhile, a future conversation (somewhere) :

– Hi, I’m an activist.
(In the distance, you hear the rifle quietly getting loaded).
– I’m actively involved in…
(Scope’s true, accounted for wind, height and movement).
– We’re thinking of… (Splat, head explodes, body falls limp to the ground motionless).

Now that would be ‘Activism’. I did something, doesn’t matter that it was right or wrong, but I did something. I tried – I AT LEAST MADE AN EFFORT…

Now thinking… There’s a dangerous game. . .

I’d dread to think what I’d be like if I had more time to think and a high powered rifle at hand.

Whereby some people spend all their time thinking, thinking about doing stuff, thinking about not doing stuff, thinking about wishing they weren’t thinking about doing stuff mostly however, from what I’ve seen lately it seems thinking should be outlawed.

Some people should not be allowed to do it. Simple as that and here’s why :

Whilst running through some people on fb whilst looking for some relative articles, I came across some of the most pretentious, vain puppets you could ever sadly hope to come across. – You know the type who dwell and lose thought on how the world see’s them, and how apart from the ‘Miss Universe profile blurb’ on saving the world and how in their spare time they like to feed Dolphins, adopt 3rd world children and sew amputated puppies legs back on, they also would like to meet new and exiting people so they too can be in the ‘gang’…

PLEASE, get me a Sick bag.

Have you read this sh*t. I’m sure you have, we all have, it seems to be everywhere these days, but if you want the finest examples, check out someone connected with something that you expect to be good, Politics, Charities, NGO’s are always a good starter, seems everyone’s saving the Planet and from what they tell you, they’re doing just fine with saving whatever the hell it is they’re saving and we needn’t worry our cotton socks about it no more!

I on the other hand, don’t want to save the world.

It’s f*cked… Far too late for that crap AND I’ll be damned if I waste anymore time trying to do anything good for folk when more than half can’t be arsed to do anything for themselves let alone anyone else it seems.

Most can go f*ck themselves. That’s right, now, GO!

Doo-wah diddly one, Do One!

If it were up to me right now, there’d be a lot less to worry about, FACT.

I know this because many of you would have been lined up and shot along time ago, well before you had chance to read this and well before your ‘tut’s, ‘groans’ and general discontent would have been noted.

Harsh I know, but in my defence – I care not.

Τoday I’ve had about enough of the world as I can take.

Some of the most shallow, ignorant, halfbreed pikie scumbags have had too long on this Planet as is.

Many are competing to run the Country I am apart of – Lots are currently involved in already running it and a fair f*cking few wan’t to cause problems for each and everyone of us before you’ll have had time to read this, but all along they shine in their little ‘circles’ as beacons of light, radiating outwards like crescent moons in a clear and starless night.

Two bid liars and thieves, the lot of them…

After reading one award winning social profile too many I’m thinking of having to change mine.

Name : Simon A. Rawicz
Age : As old as my tongue but a little older than my teeth. 
Hobbies : Art, music, writing, 3D, cartoons and happily wasting dumb assed ignorant f*ckers who p*ss me and anyone I know off…
Likes : Particularly fond of Choloroform and Duct tape and has a healthy interest in High powered rifles and helping ‘Social reform’.

I just need a small selection of Photographs highlighting ‘choice people’ strapped to chairs in dark basements and all is good, maybe I could run for Council.

The whole point of doing something is because it needs doing but too many people bang on about ‘there’s nothing we can do’, ‘if only’, ‘etsi’, ‘it’s too difficult’ or they don’t know how.

Then educate yourself you f*cking moron, use the internet, get a book, read the toilet walls you dickless imbecile…

If you can read this then you’ve already f*cked up one excuse you probably would have tried to use, but no. Don’t take offense, take a lesson.

EVERYONE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE. Yes, even you numb nuts…!

Problem, cure – action, reaction. Causality…

So f*cking do it…

At least f*cking try rather than to try and look smug about saying you’re doing something when your about as pro-active as herpes – and as needed.

In a world where vanity, narcissism, ego and bullsh*t has come to rule peoples lives, your fake profile and all it’s purile horsesh*t doesn’t cut the mustard when it comes to reality.

Your self congratulary smugness is fortunately something that only you and your pathetic & deluded world enjoy and covet, so grow a pair, sh*t the f*ck up whinging and do something you idiotic, vacuous inbred f*ckwit…

I hereby conclude my rant…

Thank you for your time, explanation pending psycho-evaluation coming soon…

Things to look forward to in 2011…

Social networking with a difference, coming soon...

Social networking with a difference, coming soon...

Inspired by KEELPNO and the Greek CDC…

WhoTheF*ckAreYouLyingToTube was unfortunately shut down due to having too many members who had been lied to and abused and the server couldn’t handle the amount of people or complaints, not too mention the amount of lies and criminal activities discovered by people who have been unfortunate enough to deal with this organisation and the many it tries to cover up…!

Nearly 2 years of fighting to expose the corruption and the medical farce that they call a Health plan, by endangering the very people they loosely claim to be protecting as they provide illegal and unqualified staff with nothing but their own benefits in mind, as the system so far allows this to be a well orchestrated part of their recruitment plan, we salute you.

Unfortunately there is no one protecting you from them as they lie, steal and manipulate the system to risk the safety and medical confidentiality of those who put their health at risk and by approaching the many sectors in which this organisation can jeopardise your safety, you allow this farce to continue unless you demand action to be taken to protect yourself from further criminalisation.

Abusing those with highly sensitive medical problems and those who have been trafficked or seek refuge is the standard to which KEELPNO expects it’s members to adhere to, by allowing NGO’s that they protect to manipulate those who seek help knowing that they are too scared or ill to do anything about it they run a cartel on the funding, the financing and the situation that they claim to help by opening the Doors to European funds and projects enabling them to ruin the lives of other people who may unfortunately believe their bullsh*t abroad.

ACTUP ΔΡΑΣΕ ΗΕLLAS is just one case exposed, and the system here clearly protects those who are all affiliated with such malpractice and mistreatment of the resources available for those who are capable of cherry picking the fringe benefits of pretending to care. Their current president Kostadis Kaburakis is the standard to which new lows are met so it seems when he threatens and slanders innocent people for exposing his trail of lies, failing to appear at court when he claims to seek Justice, failing to provide accountability when he claims to seek honest representation and for lying about the many Investigations underway, most notably the one by ΥΔΑΣ which found them guilty of providing non valid documentation, irrelevant receipts and for paying staff when he claims that they are ‘purely voluntary’…

Since, his exploits have shown his true character as he has tried to sue those for revealing to all how he provided false documentation stating he was a Doctor when he wasn’t, perverting the course of Justice when he brought out non legal court cases against those who brought this matter to air on SKAI Radio, denying that they were under Investigation, claiming that they had been victims and it was all lies when he knew and intentionally since tried to damage those who stood up to this.

A subtle reminder of the system and the state of the people who work there who have so far lied, provided false documentation, slandered and abused the state to serve their own ill gotten means is by no means a laughing matter, what is though is the number of people within this sector who allow this to happen, who even think this is acceptable, and worse still those who protect and harbour this activity or feign ignorance to it’s existence.

National and International organisations like the numerous members of TAMPEP, HelmSIC and Doctors of the World and the many more who have all been approached, who in turn allow and condone unqualified staff illegally claiming to be Doctors – who abuse the people who sought help, who allow NGO’s with no experience or no relative expertise in such a specialised area to do as they wish, who when notified tried to protect themselves by trying to help defend the problem rather than address the cause, again trying to help damage those who seek the truth rather than acting in the way in which they should as people, as members representing the cause who’s name they betray by their actions.

Those who have long forgotten what their jobs are all about, who have forgotten who they serve and who have forgotten what the Health sector is there to represent – seemingly need to see a Doctor, preferably one unlike themselves who is hopefully qualified, experienced and not corrupt and likely to set about damaging the people they claim to care about unlike themselves.

What does KEELPNO teach us :

If you want a Doctor – go private. If you want some half witted dumb ass who may abuse your medical state, threaten anyone you know for exposing them as an unqualified liar and thief, or who may illegally claim to be something that they are not ie (a Gynaecologist as reported online in one article) as they illegally claim to be Doctors anyway, then good luck…

You’re by far better off buying yourself a kids Doctors and Nurses set and chopping your own leg off as a precaution as you burn what money you have left and give some criminal the resources for them to be able to blackmail you with your details.

A little extreme maybe, but not really when you think about it…

One method is just stupid, the other is just called trusting the system.

I know which I’d sooner choose!

Buy this and claim that your a Bonafide Doctor working for KEELPNO, Comes with European Union cheque book, numerous non legal projects and a whole department who will cover up your lies and deception as you screw the system and the People...

Buy this and claim that your a Bonafide Doctor working for KEELPNO, Comes with European Union cheque book, numerous non legal projects and a whole department who will cover up your lies and deception as you screw the system and the People...

If you’re lucky you can even run your own NGO and be President as you pretend to everyone you know that your a genuine member of society when in fact your nothing but scum, deliberately screwing the system…

If we’re lucky – we all get Alzheimers and this sh*t goes away, if not, no one cares and this sh*t bites you all in the ass one day.

Your choice…!

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