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I use this blog to put up “stone truths” I come up with that may not make séance to you but it did to me at the time of writing. Also going to put up ideas I come up, it’s free for anyone to take and make use. This blog is a space for any of you put up your “stone truths” and anything creative you do! Basically whatever your crate yourself is ok! But it’s free for others to see and use freely. So feel free and send them to me. Hope all this at list gets you to smile from u.

"The Paranoid Spirit" on Sunday, May 11 at 5:00pm.
Mirshad says, "Come Watch the Green Fairy Turn Pink with us.".
Event: The Paranoid Spirit
"Enhance your Senses"
What: Concert
Host: Sword Of The Spirit, Paranoid Earthling
When: Sunday, May 11 at 5:00pm
Where: Club Nuovo Taj Samudra

Into the jaws
Of the absurd I fell one day
It was pretty funny
A “terrorist” they said
Me
What’s the cause?
Slaughter
When do you want it?
Now
Oh but you’re a terrorist
Damn man that’s a shame
You’re a traitor to your blood
What blood is that?
The one that’s red I suppose
Stupid insolent fuck
And I’m still the terrorist
The traitor to my blood
What’s the cause?
Fuck your cause
To hell with your “blue” blood
What’s the cause?
Break the strings that drag you by the nose
So I guess I’m the terrorist then
Don’t let me bother you
Go back to killing your people
Good riddance to you too
Poetry by Thushara kulatunga
Chick out him online:- http://www.writeclique.net

Moments, that’s what keeps me going! Even the ones we think are ugly are beautiful for others. Its true that beauty lies in the eye of the beholder. In late evening while i was having my head in the clouds of smoke Suneetha my maid yell out making me run to her to see what the commotion was all about. She was hitting something with a broom: it’s a rat, its rat she keeps yelling while continuing to slam this rat. She kept missing and the poor bugger kept trying to get away from her then it all stands still as if a moment frizzed in time. The two of us watch the rat take its last breaths and then just die. It all felt somehow very slow-motion, maybe it was the smoke i had my head in.

I run to see if he truly is dead.The poor bugger is dead but not much of a sign of injuries, I pick him up and clean him and run to the hall, getting my lights and camera ready. The maid looks at me in a very confused way but i don’t say a word nor does she.

It takes me about two or three minutes to get started. I have now cleaned the little blood that came out of its nose and cleaned his eyes . By now its legs have started to curl in and it was such an effort to making him look like he was standing, but i did get my shoot. Now while i was doing all this my maid continues to clean the house watching me and my Little cat “Choutu” keeps trying to check out what i was doing. Choutu is another story: She loves to pose for me and spends a lot of her time flowing me around all over the house. After getting some shots i had now to work on keeping choutu of the light box, she just kept trying to get at this rat.

I am still to show Suneetha these photographs, but some days ago she told me: “I don’t try to understand what you do! I was told you are an artist, so i know i will never understand what you do!”
Then this thought came to me. This ugly beautiful moment thought, that beauty is in the eye of beholder, so i let Choutu play with the rat, even though she did give me hard time by trying take the rat out of the light box, but all that said, hope you like the pix, I had fun shooting them.

This strange but beautiful story took place in Tarifa spin when i was staying at a friend of mines house, it’s at the top of tariff with all the big fans & old city still staying to stay old, you can see the sea and the city from where i am, the drive up to her house makes you fill like you are immediately transported in time, life seem simple and so beautiful people work hard up here, farming and razing live stock in the main income around here.
This particle day was a Sunday i think, it had been raining all day and it had stopped so i decided take walk with my camera, i had seen some houses on my way up running free and when i asked my friend about she told me “They were free yet not free” they are free yet not free? They farmers own them and let them go to mate, yes i will get back to my story! From a distance i could hear the sound of their calls, as i had go down the road i could see the hard lead by white stallion.

Soon as any of them decided to make a move i stopped and played dead. Slowly yet surly one by one they came to smell me, and check me out. They would all first stamp their feet and puff at me even but i did not make one movement, only keep holing my camera trigger down, that’s not until a mare decided to sniff me out, as he got closer and closer my soul was filled with such a feeling of peace and i was filled with the beauty of life.
It’s a feeling i can’t put in to words, one needs to experience it.

I slowly started to lift my hand out to her, then she bent down to me as if she was trying to touch me too!

After this incident i felt like i had the trust of the heard so i felt i was given a bit more and more. Then i so there was an older brown hoarse must be the ex-boss, now enjoying his last days ruining the hills of tariff. I got so close to him that i was now touching hiss how’s, he was so with me in that moment that i stood up and hugged him, when i say hugged him i truly did hugs him, just like i will hugs any one of you. Then all i could think of is i want a photo of this moment and just like that i could see my friend come down the hill to walk her dog, i slowly crawled out to and asked her to take a photo me, the last two imagers are taken by her.
So hope you all enjoyed reading that magical moment of mine, do look at the photographs now and hope it presses together the information i may have left out.
by tim







I have been mesmerised by fire ever since i was a child, burning what ever to see how is burns and what it smells like, that’s why i love dancing with Fire poi’s, blow fire, will try find a image and put it up! This was taken by Anushka Pereira @ my house worming party. See more of her work on www.anushkapereira.blogspot.com

So what are you doing right now?
I have that fragile fallen,
silence soaking, empty, floating
feeling, like the morning after.
So what are you doing right now?
I am in that slowly healing
Still repentant but none the wiser,
slightly weary, frame of mind.
So what are you doing right now?
I feel like putting on my funny
Facebook, playing
Poker and crashing
into your Funwall
( if I knew how.)
what are you doing right now?
March 6, 2008 - by MASii

I met a gal called millie
very very preety,
one day last week
she dressed up in a nurses uniform
she looked oh so sweet!
We all joined the queue
To tell her about our hearts so weak,
asked her for pills
To help us sleep-
And in exchange gave her
our hearts to keep.
Oh darling millie
I know this sounds silly
But please don’t leave
And make us weep.
What is it that will
make you stay?
Diamonds? a car?
Or your own private clinic?
-MASii

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"FROM THE BLINK OF AN EYE"
40 B&W photographs resuming my 2, 1/2 years in Sri Lanka. Photos of where I come from, portraits of friends I met here, Sri Lankan people and landscapes and where I'm going back to...
Start Time: Friday, March 7, 2008 at 7:30pm
End Time: Sunday, March 23, 2008 at 5:00pm
Location: The Barefoot Gallery
Street: 704, Galle road
City/Town: Colombo

No Copyrights music
Music makes the world go around I was told as a child by my father, then why is it not for free, why do we need producers and record deals to get our music out there? The number one killer of music is the copyright laws and everyone trying to own some part of it. The truth is that music is like a free bird that no one can own or claim, lets just say that you write a melody for a song, you think you have come up with an original melody but the truth is that you have taken bits and peaces from some other song or artist that you may have heard somewhere down the line. So is the melody truly yours?
In this time of war and greed one way we can all be connected is through music, it needs no languages or translators, it’s the universal language. After thinking about all this and what we can do to change all this I have come up with a plan to free the music in the world. It’s been held captive for far too long.
This site Free the music hopes just to do that, it connects musicians, writers, producers, video artists, basically anyone that is willing to try and make the change.

The only rule on the website
No one Owens anything, No copyrights, once you lord your contribution what ever it is to the site it’s not yours, it’s like a bird set free. You can add your credit to your name but you must remember that your name will only be small contribution to the song, so there will be many names credited to one song. Many versions of the same melody or song.
If at all a song hits the charts and starts to make something no one gets any of it, it will go into a charity. That way music will truly make the world go around.
How it all works
Anyone can be part of this, even if you don’t know anything about music. Say you play guitar and you have a riff (melody) that you have come up with, you record it on your pc using the software we have loaded, which can be done by any pc from anywhere in the world. Another person who plays base from another world will download it play around with it and add a base part to that Riff and yet another will write some lyrics to it, then someone will add vocals to it. Then someone who likes it will play around with his video camera and graphics and make a video for it. This way song is made and set free to the world out there which none really owns. Even after song is made it can be changed and redone by some other person. The song can keep changing. Keep evolving just like the world.
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Other high light of the website
Live jams across the world
The site will set up software so you can have live jams across the world and for the jam to be record at the same time. This way people from different parts of the world can jam online and hopefully come up with something new that connects the world with one voice, one sound.
Add corner
This will be corner of the site where you can place adds for instruments sale or even if you just have a old guitar that you are not using and then you see someone who really needs one, someone that has placed a add on the site, you can gift it or sell it for cheep.
Free music
This is space where you can log in your bands or even your personal songs that you have done and get feed back on what others think about it. You can also use it to download songs from bands you never heard of, this way if you are an unknown band or artist your sound still gets heard by the masses.
Band stand
This is a place where you can place ads looking for other arties in you own city or country or even world wide to start up a band or just to do a recording.

Brain Storm
This is a part of the site that you can put up anything, names for bands, logs, imagers, animation, anything that might interest someone or help with setting the music free.

How will the site maintain it self and pay for its expenses?
The site will sell advertising space for any interested party, there by getting funds to maintain and run the Website.



