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Thursday, March 22nd, 2007 | 1,460 Views
I’m finally getting a new tattoo. Give me two more months and I’ll show you the finished product. I got in touch recently with Gene Testa, my artist. He advised that I should have the entire forearm covered in just one session. I already have a tribal dragon, Shiva the Destroyer, a spider web, and 3 Japanese characters (Kanji). My entire left forearm’s already 40% done, and in just one more session, everything’s gonna be covered! Yay!
I’m getting Kali, and one more Hindu God/Goddess to complete my Hindi forearm. No, I’m not converting to Hinduism, I’m Agnostic. Then why, you may ask, am I getting something religious in theme? Because I find thier culture amazing and their religion interesting, though not interesting enough to make me want to convert.
Anyway, I’ve thought of other themes for my forearm/sleeve (chinese dragons, cross tattoos, war scenes, demons, girls, etc.) but the Hindi Deities were the ones who caught my fancy.
I’ll be posting pics of my new tattoos as soon as they’re done/healed.
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Friday, November 18th, 2005 | 417 Views
I dreamt about her again. ~_~ It really sucks to wake up feeling worked up and queasy because of some dream that you’re trying hard not to dream of. I just can’t find it in me to be forgiving after all that happened.
Funny, she sent me a text message saying that she was sorry and that she knew that I would someday be able to forgive her. Good news! That someday maybe EONS away. ^_^
I still glad that friends are here. Support comes in truckloads so whenever I feel crappy, Botchai, Pot, or whoever else is near me manages to make me smile. I admit, there are times (especially at home-alone) when loneliness overcomes me. Most of the time, my cellphone would go oink-oink, and I would be surprised that someone’s trying to cheer me up. When it comes to times when there’s no one else, I just take a quick trip to a convenience store, get myself a six-pack, and get wasted. Of course it isn’t enough to get me drunk, but at least I feel good about myself, being with myself.
Vanet always cheers me up. Ummm… either she cheers me up, or she reminds me of the things I neglect to do at work. Dianne’s always there. She notices when I’m gloomy. After that, it’s a trip to the 8th floor. Pot’s always busy, but notices my little quirks and mood swings and lets me be. Sheryl’s always busy too, but manages to make-epal when she has the time. Finally, there are the agents, the people who roam the floor, the people who are in a state of suspended happiness. These are the people who inspire me. Whenever I see them, I am reminded of where I was before I got here. I took in calls too. I knew what it felt like to be idle, to be pulled out. It was utter bliss!
But then again, after all the inspiration, after all the laughter and fun, after all the booze and jokes and the singing, I am left with myself again, to take the silent trip home, to open the door and see our clutter welcoming me back. I think this explains my alcoholism. When I’m wasted, I feel numb. All the frustration, the pain, and the bitterness goes away. What’s left is the savory feeling of numbness, the feeling of bliss, the world of surrealism.
And what of my tattoos? Pretty, yes. Astig, yes. Painful, definitely. Why? I think I welcome the feeling of pain. I welcome the numbness I feel after 2 hours of being pricked by needles. It’s like my life re-lived in a couple of hours. First the initial pain, next, the numbness, next the torture, lastly, the beauty of the design. When I see my Shiva, I smile. I smile because someday, I know that I will be able to smile again - genuinely. Someday I will learn to take away my cynicism. Someday I will again wake up to a beautiful day, having dreamt splendid dreams. Someday, I will hear my heart beat again.
But for now, my heart pumps dark liquid, black as ink. For now, I am a cynic. For now, I wake up and feel tight as a knot. For now, I live the dark, vengeful person. The same dark and vengeful person that I am scared of. Love me. Hate me. Feel my pain.
Rawr~
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Tuesday, November 8th, 2005 | 440 Views
No, I don’t have new ink yet, but I sure am planning to get one (two, three, four, five…..). 
Sam might go with me… might even get inked too. I’m planning on a death/pain/suffering scene to go with Shiva, morphing into a resurrection/nirvana scene going up the arm.
Ummm… shucks. I wanna put something here, but since readership is expanding, I might make a boo-boo and embarass myself. i guess I’ll be content with talking to Pot or Rob or Botchay.
Alcoholism has been on hold since last night. I kinda miss it now, and am secretly wishing someone would call and invite me to a party. Of course, it isn’t a secret anymore since this IS the web. Funny thing is, I didn’t have any trouble sleeping last night. I just stared at the TV, slouched a bit, sipped coffee (yes, coffee has no effect on me), and then woke up 3 hours later lying down. 
Dragged myself to bed, and then woke up a few hours later, feeling refreshed. 
I just realized that I missed myself. I missed being free and single, and I missed doing my stuff, without having to think of anyone else. I forgot how this feels! I’ve been planning a lot of things I neglected to do in the past two years, but first, I have to get my entire arm inked. I should be done before may of next year. *insert maniacal laughter here*
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Friday, October 21st, 2005 | 436 Views
I got meself a new tattoo:
Shiva:
Shiva is the destroyer of the world, following Brahma the creator and Vishnu the preserver, after which Brahma again creates the world and so on. Shiva is responsible for change both in the form of death and destruction and in the positive sense of the shedding of old habits. In Satyam, Shivam, Sundaram or Truth, Goodness and Beauty, Shiva also represents the most essential goodness.
Shiva is the god of the yogis, self-controlled and celibate, while at the same time a lover of his spouse (shakti). Shiva’s first wife was Sati and his second wife was Parvati, also known as Uma, Gauri, Durga, Kali and Shakti. His sons are Ganesha and Kartikeya. Shiva lives on Mount Kailasa in the Himalayas.
Shiva’s main attributes are the trident that represents the three gunas and the snakes that show he is beyond the power of death and poison and also stand for the Kundalini energy. The vehicle of Shiva is the white bull called Nandi (the joyful). He is often seated on a tiger skin or wears a tiger skin, with the tiger representing the mind. [read more…]
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