This image is Jungian. It’s fucking primordial. It’s truer than true. He’s Icarus, but he’s gone beyond Icarus. He’s accepted the mortality, embraced it. In accepting he has conquered, ready to drink death like water. He has gone beyond life and death. Here, he is Helios.
This is another one of those photos that perfectly captures the zeitgeist, the current year. If you had nothing but the two photos in this thread, 100 years hence, you could pretty accurately reconstruct what went wrong.
THE YEAR WAS 2081, and everybody was finally equal. They weren't only equal before God and the law. They were equal every which way. Nobody was smarter than anybody else. Nobody was better looking than anybody else. Nobody was stronger or quicker than anybody else.
For the lips of a strange woman drop as an honeycomb, and her mouth is smoother than oil: But her end is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a two-edged sword. Her feet go down to death; her steps take hold on hell.
A "world leader" is an effete professional manager whose peak libidinal experience is getting henpecked by a repressed teenage girl doing a hammy Scarlett O'Hara impression
I've been meaning to add this one. Look at that confident smirk. This man is hero, and we should all strive to be like him. He spoke truth to the matriarchy and it tried to fight back, but nothing could dampen his inner strength of spirit.
I did not include this image because of its filth. Slovenly women are unremarkable. The depravity of this image, (and also, in a sick way, its artistry) is in the PRIDE of the woman it depicts. She is pleased with herself.
"Daddy, I pooped, aren't I special?"
"Daddy, I pooped, aren't I special?"