Look around you my friend, what do you see? A perverse horror ravishes your eyes; itís sick, twisted, disgusting and immoral. But youíre curious, look on! Look on! Enjoy it! Enjoy it!
How can it be that the world holds such sight, such anomaly, I could have never imagined! Itís unreal what Iím seeing; the world isnít like this. Thereís no place for it in reality, it must be a dream. I cannot believe it, I cannot trust my eyes. Itís too much to see, too much to bear. My blood boils with fervor, my mind spins out of control. Alas! I am overwhelmed!
This is the world we are born in; it is also the place where we die. In my lifetime Iíve seen much I thought Iíd never have seen, for the mysteries of being human are never explained. How can someone differ from the rest by so much? I will never be able to find out.
I constantly look at the world and notice things. I played the judge and studied the faces of strangers. From their countenances I can divulge you their sins, they were all guilty, even I. But once my eyes glimpsed upon a certain face whose look stirred me the most; I cannot place such features with the rest; no category exists, Iíve never seen such before. I want to know more, my curiosity presses! Iíve never had such desire, my thoughts cannot rest.
Stranger, stranger! Who are you? How did you come to be who you are, and why are you like no other? Iíve seen much and known many, but Iíve never seen the likes of you!
Innocent, it was the face of innocence. Iíve never seen a countenance which I cannot assign a sin. In the cruel world which we live in, Iíve never known innocence to exist. And there it was before my eyes: a sight most dear, a soul sincere. It gave me hope that perhaps hope exists. Even though the world is dark, a moon will rise and light the night!
One fragile hope, can it be too much?
*Segment missing. Unconscious*
This is world we are born in; it is also the place where we suffer and die. In my lifetime Iíve seen much I thought Iíd never have seen; Iíve also seen things I wished Iíd never have seen, for the mysteries of being human are never explained.
Ages wane and the years grind by; as I lay dying, I will never know why.
This moc is sick and twisted.Very creepy.I am not a very big fan of creepy,but this...its beautiful! No,i did not really mean that.Its cool.Much like something poe would write,but thank GOD he didnt write something like this!4/5,its teh creepiest moc ever.
I would tell you what i think of it, but it could get me banned from moc pages, so i will only comment on the actual creation and not the storyline. There is alot of detail in the creation, and the story is verry deep and true, but the storyline itsself reminds me of something Poe would write, abd i don't like poes wrinings, but the creation is good at best.
This is creepy, but I wonder how much it reflects your own thoughts. Because if it does, I suggest you read 'The Problem of Pain' by C.S. Lewis. He tackles the very subject by which we find ourselves suffering. Quite an insightful book, though I haven't read it in about 10 years...
Umm, are you ok? I mean, someone must have made you very upset to go and make this, and I know a really good pyschologist who can help. I'm just kidding, but it's really good, and thats not a joke. One thing though: where did those little baby figure things come from?
I keep jumping back and forth between this and your ice skating dio. I can't decide which I like better. Maybe the best part is the diversity. Knowing that you built BOTH. You have the ability to clearly and accurately show anything you choose to render in brick. This includes not only physical artifacts, but also specific ideas, complex concepts, and even vague moods. All from within the limits of the brick. Attack!
All of you people who are thinking that this is wrong, think. YOU chose to click the link. YOU chose to look, nobody forced you. He is just showing what life really is: Sure there are good times, but nothing is forever, and you will suffer at some point. Amazing creation, and amazing poetry.
Here we go again. Another great MOC. I believe this one is the sickest! I really love it.
I like it
February 28, 2009
Man, Nannan, you should write some kind of novel. The way you write your description makes me think of Edgar Allen Poe's short stories.
I like it
February 28, 2009
My first thought was abortion, too. But then I thought, I know that Nannan wouldn't believe abortion is wrong on a Christian basis like most Pro-Lifers. Then I realized that Nannan is an existentialist (right? That's what ShannY said, I believe). Life is the meaning of Life. Abortion is destruction of the meaning of life. You may be right, Lego Dood.
Do you have problems? Are you emo? Do you hate life? Cause this MOC certainly was creepy. However, I did not get the babies that were everywhere. Is it some sort of twisted evil torture method? I mean there ARE tunnels in disney land with little robot kids singing annoying songs and THAT is just plain evil. I suggest you see someone about this. Maybe you will be a happier person then. Nice MOC though, creepy and strange.
Dreams built out of nightmares, bliss out of suffering, modern civilisation out of brutal tortures and abuse, this frighteningly thought-provoking MOC from you seems like an awesome and disturbing re-take on most of the twentieth century!
When I see power tools and babies in the same picture of a surgical theatre looking room the first thing that strikes me is that this is about the horror of abortion. The abortionist is getting the treatment he perhaps gave these babies who are watching....meanwhile on the reverse, society parades by the dumpster outside the clinic, blind to whats happening inside....just like in real life.....
AM I CLOSE TO WHAT YOU HAD IN MIND?
So the flower lady is the innocent one? I am confused by this. Aside from that, this is a really cool build with some intersting techniques going on. The broken pipe on the outside of the building is very nice, in particular.
its actually hard to describe this one nannan. but its almost like something from the house of wax movie. with the contiuous 'dummies', and the guy on the table who looks like he was tortured, and with the creepy man and the tools form him to use to cut up people....... wow, i didn't even know that description could come from me either, but your was more descriptive.