The Distilled Truth...

Leonardo da Vinci...just another gay guy?

2006-07-23T23:41:00.000+04:00

Born in Vinci, italy, Leonardo da Vinci was the bastard son of a landowner and a peasant girl lol Woah that’s something new!...

Anyway, back in the 15th century, bastard sons were not treated equally and were often degraded and discriminated from others.
You could only occupy certain jobs and were forbidden from most decent or highly regarded types of work. Basically you always came last when a vacant job was available...

Leonardo was about 14 when he began his apprenticeship to painter Andrea Del Verrocchio in Florence. In 1476, when he was 24 and still under Verrocchio's sponsorship, he and three other men were arrested on sodomy charges after being accused, anonymously, of having sex with 17 year old male art model and prostitute, Jacopo Saltarelli! The anonymous letter was allegedly found in a wooden box called the tamburo, used as a suggestion box under the Palazzo Vecchio.

Back in the days, this was not an uncommon way to retaliate against enemies and ruin their image, so there might not have been any substance or legitmacy to that letter in the first place. It is, however, worth wondering who may have had such a dreadful vendetta against the young talented artist. Being accused of homosexuality in Florence was no light matter and the Pope at the time was known for his depraved acts. A sodomy conviction could result in a sentence as mild as the humiliation of a public confession, or as serious as imprisonment, exile, or even death.

Fortunately for Leonardo, and for the rest of humankind, the charge was dropped, because there were simply no witnesses to the act. Still, the incident appears to have impacted Leonardo greatly as his private life became downright secretive.

Nevertheless, Leonardo’s portrait of female nudity was almost gruesomely distorted, but even his representation of heterosexual couplings, if not physically impossible, would be difficult to maintain too. The sexual postions the couple were put in were just god damn wako and...screwed up lol Leonardo's drawings of female nudes were likely the result of his study of corpses, it is doubtful he ever had any intimate contact with a living woman. And he certainly never got married or had any children. Why this isolation? Either he was really gay and took it up the butt or he was so committed to his work that everything else came second or wasn’t even on his to-do-list at all lol

By comparison, Leonardo's notebooks are overflowing with studies of the male nude. Which explains a lot! lol One of his most frequent models was Gian Giacomo de Caprotti, a youth who came to live with the artist around the age of ten, and whom Leonardo nicknamed "Salai" also known as "lamb of Satan" or "child of Satan" for the boy's frequently intolerable behavior. While no artist in his right mind would put up with such a hopeless model for long, Salai stayed with him for nearly twenty years. Not only that, but allegedly Salai was also “a frequent subject of note in Leonardo's writings”. Ooo what do we have here!..secreeet admirer huh or just a crush...puppy love maybe...

Leonardo spent the last decade of his life with Francesco Melzi, a young nobleman and artist, often referred to as the Leonardo's "most beloved pupil" who became the owner of Leonardo's estate, and inherited the whole of the master's works.

In 1910 Leonardo was officially ousted by Sigmund Freud, who concluded after intense study of Leonardo's art and notebooks, that Leonardo was a big homo *SUPRIIIISE! :D*. While Freud's conclusion is supported by evidence, Freud believed that Leonardo's homosexuality originated from an unusually close relation with his mother, and ... Leonardo was without his father for the first few years of his life. So in short, he banged his mum because he was bored and she was a lonely widow without a man craving for a wild experience....

Freud extended his analysis to both the 'Mona Lisa' and the 'Saint Anne with Madonna and Child', and concluded that behind the evil menace of the smiling faces, lay the memory of the fateful embrace of Leonardo's mother, who like all unsatisfied mothers...toook her little son in place of her husband!...
aah Love!...can find you in mysterious ways...when you least expect it...

So what do u guyz think ?...homo or not ? lol

Do you really appreciate life?

2006-07-22T19:49:00.000+04:00

Life. A one chance opportunity to prove yourself worthy of a reward we all believe in...heaven! But what is heaven but a fantasy, a vision in its utmost, a word jotted down in scholars, holly books, gospels if we don’t really appreciate life and cherish it?!..

You don’t need to be suffering from depression to find life grey and dismal at times. We’re all prone to feeling stressed, tired, down and most of the time aimless and clueless about our own right of existence. We can’t always see a solution to these mixed feelings we get, so we go on coping with life without feeling much pleasure in things or appreciating what we have. Everything once beautiful turns into a daily routine or simply into nothingness...

How many times have we heard of people learning to appreciate life and ‘living like there’s no tomorrow’ after a life threatening event? Why get a wake up call similar to getting a sledge hammer to the face? Why wait for life to wound up at your door steps and give you a valuable lesson that you'll never forget, when it’s already there to grasp! Life is wonderful and is closer to you than you think. All you have to do is reach out and uncover it! Just take notice of the joy surrounding you and rejoice..

That’s not to say we should ignore the sad aspects of life or pretend we don’t have any pressures or stresses on us, because they are part of life too. But surely we can find time every day just to value what we have and appreciate the fact that we are alive.
We all are blessed to be here and god gave us front row seats, a chance, a sneak peek, in the largest theaters of all! The world is waiting for you to make your mark and begin your own life agenda…

The anonymous face behind the Ironic Mask...

2006-07-20T01:46:00.000+04:00

Every now and then we as humans tend to socialize, blend in and meet other people. New faces, personalities, beliefs, morals you name it, people come in different tastes and colors.
However sometimes you get to know a person who’s just unusual in a peculiar way!

Now you might wonder what makes him different than the others. Is it because he’s such a good friend who’s honest, loyal and trustworthy? OR is it because he’s such a filthy freak who just can’t keep a secret, chit chats behind your back and sweeps your image on the floor every time he clutches a chance to do so?
...Or even worse! He’s a combination of both and you haven’t got a clue!

Yes two faced people are really pissing me off. You can never know who’s really behind that mask of irony. They’d change their attitude all of a sudden depending on the situation their in. If he’s with you, he’ll act all cool and relaxed, donating his personality to the way you fancy. ANYTHING to make you think “WOAH what a good friend he is! One in a million!”

Turn your back for a second and low and behold, your friend changed his mask and is already backstabbing you in your presence.
Such a treacherous and deceitful person! A slithering snake, hissing words which lead to nothing but devastation and turmoil. And this can go on for years without your notice!

All i have to say is...not being yourself is just sad...manipulating and twisting things just to get along is just desperate. You dont have to be liked by everybody! There is no need to cheat, lie and deceit for the sake of friendship, love, or any rightful or erroneous cause.

No matter what we do...we all have our own identity...masked or not...

Truuuth always finds the best vindication against slander...That two sided mask you ve been hiding behind will eventually fall and shatter to pieces...

My Sleepless Nights...

2006-07-19T18:02:00.000+04:00

Since I'm not the kind of person who would open up and reveal his inner thoughts and feelings easily, i was not so eager about the idea of having my own blog at first. But yeah well...Boerdom does wonders Eh !

Nonetheless...lately i realised that i must be suffering from some kinda sleeping syndrome lol I seriously cannot get myself to sleep. Summer fever ?! or over excitment and raging hormones !? haha Niether maybe, since this on going suffering has been going on for as long as i can remember !!....

..Ever since college closed its doors and the holiday started, i felt an undeniable sense of freedom as if im a bird set free after being locked up in a dark gloomy cage of nothing but sheer isolation. Ok im over exagerating here lol but that feeling did overwhelm me and i guess i was carried away by all the things i could fit in my vacant schedule. No time restrections, no bounderies or chains holding me back from having fun lol

Sooo i watched endless hours of TV, gazed at all kinda TV series', downloaded movies like a demented geek surfing for more info to consume, and Ps2 was definelty in the bargain too, aaanything to get myself occupied and entertained !

..However the thing is, all of that wasnt the real reason behind my sleepless nights....my ultimate grudge......I'd toss and turn in bed, trying to shut my eyes and fall into a deep and devouring emptyness. My ONLY way out of my misery...

The voices inside my head were definatly not helping! Thoughts and ideas lurking in my restless mind. Every second was like a new redemption of another thought, and the cycle kept repeating itself, oveeer and ooover again. Is this the work of the devil? or is it just me and my agitated concious?

And then i'd hear that familiar voice...a voice with a squecky tone...i could swear i heard it before yet doubtness overpowers me...My eyes are still wide open, nevertheless i'm in another realm! All i can do is lay there and enjoy the ride, no resurrection will snap my bubble of thoughts now. I'm heading there.Yes i am, with full thrust and there's no turning back!

..My past...yes my dark dull past...is back on its feet seeking its own salvation...and not only that, but Vendetta is written all over its featureless face...Reciting old buried memories which haunt me every single night...

Sleeping is no longer a habbit, its been scraped out of my book by my own past...my own doings...

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