The second frame contains most of the great portrait of Malozzi, the only exposure yet published which does justice to his qualities. I don't mean to suggest that the facial virtues of an Erik Bunten and the physical lusciousness of an Edilson Nascimento need turn our heads, merely for being integrated in a single image. Who would dream of advancing such a solecism, where redundancy is "news," and where every recollection of their distinguishable beauty is, to put it mildly, only heartening?
But this is not true of Malozzi, who is unutterably marvelous only where manifestly engaging us, directly, whence every instinct and every discernment congeal in profoundest concentration on the slightest prospect of his solace.
Here, that thigh corresponds so perfectly with the hapless gorgeousness of his other gifts, and contrasts so sweetly with the reserve, if not alarm toward our response that we note in his eyes, and virile jaw, that we know we are borne upon him as a privilege of his making, which is magnificent. Gorgeous baby.
My gaydar is truly crappy, but this handsome guy pings it. Am I the only one who notices this? (Since it's crappy, I don't trust myself, and I'm honestly curious to know if I'm alone in my assessment.)
Unless one says goodbye to what one loves, and unless one travels to completely new territories, one can expect merely a long wearing away of oneself. - Jean Dubuffet
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. . . Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck.
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If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives; be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies; succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you; be honest and frank anyway.
What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight; build anyway.
~ Mother Theresa
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. A conservative is a man who is too cowardly to fight and too fat to run. -- Elbert Hubbard .
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.My call for a spiritual revolution is thus not a call for a religious revolution. Nor is it a reference to a way of life that is somehow other-worldly, still less to something magical or mysterious. Rather, it is a call for a radical re-orientation away from our habitual preoccupation with self towards concern for the wider community of beings with whom we are connected, and for conduct which recognizes others' interests alongside our own.
- His Holiness the Dalai Lama
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Great men are they who see that the spiritual is stronger than any material force, that thoughts rule the world. -- Ralph Waldo Emerson
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. . . Some people spend their entire lives reading but never get beyond reading the words on the page, they don't understand that the words are merely stepping stones placed across a fast-flowing river, and the reason they're there is so that we can reach the farther shore, it's the other side that matters. -- José de Sousa Saramago
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Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold. -- William Shakespeare
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Fighting Against Neglect
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Our problems, both those we experience externally such as wars, crime and violence and those we experience internally as emotional and psychological suffering will not be solved until we address this underlying neglect of our inner dimension. That is why the great movements of the last hundred years and more--democracy, liberalism, socialism, and Communism--have all failed to deliver the universal benefits they were supposed to provide, despite many wonderful ideas. A revolution is called for, certainly, but not a political, an economic, or a technical revolution. We have had enough experience of these during the past century to know that a purely external approach will not suffice. What I propose is a spiritual revolution.
In a dying civilization, political prestige is the reward not of the shrewdest diagnostician but of the man with the best bedside manner. It is the decoration conferred on mediocrity by ignorance.
The second frame contains most of the great portrait of Malozzi, the only exposure yet published which does justice to his qualities. I don't mean to suggest that the facial virtues of an Erik Bunten and the physical lusciousness of an Edilson Nascimento need turn our heads, merely for being integrated in a single image. Who would dream of advancing such a solecism, where redundancy is "news," and where every recollection of their distinguishable beauty is, to put it mildly, only heartening?
ReplyDeleteBut this is not true of Malozzi, who is unutterably marvelous only where manifestly engaging us, directly, whence every instinct and every discernment congeal in profoundest concentration on the slightest prospect of his solace.
Here, that thigh corresponds so perfectly with the hapless gorgeousness of his other gifts, and contrasts so sweetly with the reserve, if not alarm toward our response that we note in his eyes, and virile jaw, that we know we are borne upon him as a privilege of his making, which is magnificent. Gorgeous baby.
My gaydar is truly crappy, but this handsome guy pings it. Am I the only one who notices this? (Since it's crappy, I don't trust myself, and I'm honestly curious to know if I'm alone in my assessment.)
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