Sculture de Richard Wilson - "Turning the place over" Elle a été créée dans un immeuble abandonné et l'artiste à du découper un trou de 8 mètres dans l'édifice avant de le fixer à un mécanisme qui le fait tourner. ( moins )

The music is from ''A day to remember'' All the pictures come from DeviantART a great community of artist... What did i do? I just push the ''automovie'' button LOL We welcome you to the second chapter Thanks for turning the other page We acknowledge you as the only reason for the progress that we've made You're our constant reminder We keep what we've conquered Everything has gone so far From where we were before Well keep this short and sweet so I'll, Get to the point! My friends come first That's a part of life My friends come first That's a part of life My friends come first That's a part of life My friends come first That's a part of life That's a part of life They've said the futures never getting older Well the tables do turn Where will you be? Pick up your feet! ( moins )

The music is from NOFX and all the picture come from DeviantART, a great community of artist. What did I do? I just push the button ''automovie''LOL You're wrong about virtues of Christianity And you're wrong if you agree with Sean Hannity If you think that pride is about nationality, you're wrong You're wrong when you imprison people turning tricks And you're wrong about trickle down economics If you think that punk rock doesn't mix with politics, you're wrong You're wrong for hating queers and eating steers If you kill for the thrill of the hunt You're wrong 'bout wearing fur and not hating Ann Coulter Cause she's a cunted cunt You're wrong if you celebrate Columbus Day And You're wrong if you think there will be a Judgement Day If you're a charter member of the NRA, you're wrong You're wrong if you support capital punishment And you're wrong if you don't question your government If you think her reproductive rights are inconsequent, you're wrong You're wrong fighting Jihad, your blind faith in God Your religions are all flawed, You're wrong about drug use, when its not abuse I hope you never reproduce You're getting high on the downlow A victim of Cointelpro You're wrong and will probably never know ( moins )

Iron Maiden - Aces high (1984 )album: Powerslave (Steve Harris) There goes the siren that warns of the air raid Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne Got to get up for the coming attack. Jump in the cockpit and start up the engine Remove all the wheelblocks there's no time to waste Gathering speed as we head down the runway Gotta get airborne before it's too late. Running, scrambling, flying Rolling, turning, diving, going in again Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die Won't you run, live to fly, fly to live. Aces high. Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers Let off a sharp burst and then turn away Roll over, spin round to come in behind them Move to their blindsides and fire in again. Bandits at 8 O'clock move in behind us Ten ME-109's out of the sun Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them Heading straight for them I press down my guns Rolling, turning, diving Rolling, turning, diving, going in again Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die Won't you run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high. ( moins )

Battle hymns for the broken Battle hymns for the misled Battle hymns for the wretched The forgotten and the dead Battle hymns of redemption Of solidarity and pride Battle hymns we will be singing At the turning of the tide Can you explain to the mothers And the fathers of those Who come riding home in coffins In their military clothes Shiny medals pinned To their dead teenage chests While the trumpets blare And you lie your best So ask all you want From the dusk til the dawn The answer's still no 'Cause brother I'm gone Battle hymns for the broken Battle hymns for the misled Battle hymns for the wretched The forgotten and the dead Battle hymns of redemption Of solidarity and pride Battle hymns we will be singing At the turning of the tide Can you explain away the sleight of hand And the criminality Of spending souls for oil Well in the mirror I can see I am the path that leads down I am a dark and bloody hall I'm the reaper, executioner Hangman, judge, and the law So tie a yellow ribbon Round the oak tree on the lawn But the cavalry's not comin' 'Cause brother they're gone Battle hymns for the broken Battle hymns for the misled Battle hymns for the wretched The forgotten and the dead Battle hymns of redemption Of solidarity and pride Battle hymns we will be singing At the turning of the tide So I'm sharpening my shovel I'm firing the kiln I'm blind and I am purposeful A martyr on the hill The dream you might be dreaming Might be someone else's dream tonight I'm the whisperer of misgivings I'm the fading tail light I'm the call for retribution From the back of the smoke filled hall I'm the vow of bitterness I'm the poison in the well I've a photographic memory Of the deeds I will avenge I'm the cold in the river hollow I've a hatpin, I've a plan I don't care of cause or consequence Head shaved and body lean I'm the go-getter, the score settler I'm the shadow on the green There's a flock of blackbirds flying Nearly ten thousand strong Who set off this morning And brother they're gone Battle hymns for the broken Battle hymns for the misled Battle hymns for the wretched The forgotten, for the dead Battle hymns of redemption Of solidarity and pride Battle hymns we will be singing At the turning of the tide ( moins )

We charge into danger. No guarantees or safe places. No one can be trusted, everyone is a suspect. All the money's worthless. The talent is trite and exaggerated. The food is turning and the water's fucking poison. And it's rotting your teeth right out of your head, sight and hearing are quickly faded. Your gut's expanding, your hairline's receding. The sores are opening and the cancer's spreading. And the antibiotics aren't working, All the drugs are just strangely sobering. And the skeletons in your closet have opened the door and they've started talking. Just like Miami! Miami! Fucking Miami. Miami! Sharks circling for the feeding. All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean. Just like Miami! Miami! Fucking Miami! Miami! Sharks circling for the feeding. All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean. Hey! They're in your room while you're sleeping. They're in your car behind the seat waiting. All the rifle sights are on the back of your head. They're slipping it into your drink when you're not looking. And they're selling it to you as art. It's every other word in movies and songs. All the public is buying, it's business as usual, and the business is capitalizing on your fear, your greed, your perversions and vices. They say you're guilty, they've got the evidence to prove it. The mistakes are obvious, the faults are glaring. The plane is on fire, the fucking ship is sinking. And you're swept away in a hurricane. You're buried in the rubble of an earthquake. It's terminal, inoperable, they're amputating! Massive hemmorrhaging, major fucking complications! Just like Miami! Miami! Fucking Miami! Miami! Sharks circling for the feeding. All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean. Just like Miami! Miami! Fucking Miami! Miami! Sharks circling for the feeding. All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean. Miami! ( moins )

Mustafa Sari is well known along the shores of Lake Van in eastern Turkey. He's responsible for saving the fish - and thereby the livelihood of thousands of local residents. In the past, Lake Van was fished to the limit, and by the early 1990s there were hardly any fish left. Until Mustafa Sari came. He explained to fishermen that giving fish time to breed was in their own best interest. It took years of persuasion to overturn tradition - but his work has saved the lake's fish population. Stocks have recovered and nets are full again. Now Mustafa Sari is turning his attention to improving efficiency, like introducing refrigerated warehouses so that fewer fish go to waste. The Schwab Foundation has chosen to honor Mustafa Sari as a Social Entrepreneur. From : http://www.dw-world.de/dw/0,,266,00.html ( moins )

In the land of make believe, you are all mine In the land of make believe, I’m doin fine In the land of make believe, you are all mine In the land of make believe, I’m doin fine First Verse – Vinnie Paz Turn the television off, cousin, that ain’t nothing for a girl to see I’ve got a niece and best believe she mean the world to me and she don’t need to see the shit that they think a girl should be ninety pound skinny bitches that ain’t even girl to me essentially this shit designed to take a hold of you telling lies till your vision takes control of you they finding different ways to take your fucking soul from you a show about a model make your self esteem low for you everything is fake trust me no one that lovely I’ve met a lot of famous people and they fat and ugly I ain’t any better I just think the fact is funny that they’ll take a little girl and pimp her for the cash and money and whats gonna become of them in like fifty years when Hannah Montana turning into Britney spears they chew you up and spit you out cus no one really cares and aint nobody gonna hold you when you really scared where the parents at cousin this is really bad is this the motherfucking manager or really dad is he concerned about his daughter or his silly pad this aint gonna change nothing I jus think this is really sad -Chorus- In the land of make believe, you are all mine In the land of make believe, I’m doin fine In the land of make believe, you are all mine In the land of make believe, I’m doin fine Turn the television off, cousin, it’s a tool for them to clog the mind Conservatism and Liberalism they divide the line the natural feelings of a child will still be common kind then they show you ads for the marines and they decide its time so they can send you to a war behind they fog of crime then send you homeless in a limb and not provide a dime and the news tell you that cops is on the block for people I’mma put it simple and plain, cops is evil take the television show cops for example that’s the shit that they want America to watch and sample never showing you how dirty that they really is and that they hide behind they badge and that they really bitch I aint never met a pig in my life, and I aint want to catch a body on the jig of my knife yeah, that’s another fucking topic for another day I’m gonna try to tell you how they get you in another way they tell you that there’s something wrong with you, you need they drugs but there ain’t nothing fucking wrong with you, they thieving thugs they sell drugs and commercials at the same time lock a motherfucker up for the same crime -Chorus- In the land of make believe, you are all mine In the land of make believe, I’m doin fine In the land of make believe, you are all mine In the land of make believe, I’m doin fine ( moins )

hey pig yeah you hey pig piggy pig pig pig all of my fears came true black and blue and broken bones you left me here I'm all alone my little piggy needed something new nothing can stop me now cause I don't care anymore nothing can stop me now cause I don't care nothing can stop me now cause I don't care anymore nothing can stop me now cause I just don't care hey pig nothing's turning out the way I planned hey pig there's a lot of things I hoped you could help me understand what am I supposed to do? I lost my shit because of you nothing can stop me now cause I don't care anymore nothing can stop me now cause I don't care nothing can stop me now cause I don't care anymore nothing can stop me now cause I just don't care nothing can stop me now you don't need me anymore nothing can stop me now nothing can stop me now nothing can stop me now Picture from DeviantART ( moins )

Just gimme di trees and mek we smoke it yo (smoke it yo) It don't mek we please so don’t provoke it yo (voke it yo) We nuh need nuh speed so we nuh gon coke it yo (coke it yo) Set we mind at ease we gotta take it slow So when yuh see di S.P. floatin', don’t provoke him Cau di weed weh we smokin' need fi soakin' Fastin' fi di medication, and di best hygrade a Jamaican When we a bun a weed we supportin' and promotin' Lau di crack and di coke ting yeah we soaking Herb a di healin' of di nation Legalize it right now we wanna blaze one [chorus] Everyday, we be burnin' not concernin' what nobody wanna say We be earnin' dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we pay Some got gold and all dem diamonds all we got is Mary J Legalize it, time you recognize it This purple haze it mek mi crazy Mek mi write new tune yeah dat’s what pays me Cau dat not di only occupation Goin' to get some I give yuh medication When a farmer grows it he knows to close it Economical benefit help fi those who a fi deh yah pon di hard jugglin Cau di system only keep man struggling Studyin people a use it don’t abuse it Cau di concentration well reputed Dat’s why herb man dem a di wise one And it found on di grave of King Solomon And it good fi di eye sight and di chest sight And it give yuh nuff inside just gimme di light And, mek we blaze it we should a neva waste it [chorus] Again, we be burnin not concernin what nobody wanna say We be earnin dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we pay Some got gold and all dem diamonds all we got is Mary J Legalize it, time you recognize it Just gimme di trees and mek we smoke it yo (Smoke it yo!) It dont mek we please so don’t provoke it yo (Voke it yo!) We nuh need nuh speed so we nuh gon coke it yo (Coke it yo!) Set we mind at ease we gotta take it slow So when yuh see di S.P. floatin don’t provoke him Cau di weed weh we smokin need fi soakin Fastin fi di medication, and di best hygrade a Jamaican Cau we know it as a great ting no debatin While dem incarceratin true dem hatin Cau dem don’t wanna see we a remain calm Even though dem condemn (?) [chorus] Everyday, we be burnin not concernin what nobody wanna say We be earnin dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we pay Some got gold and all dem diamonds all we got is Mary J Legalize it, time you recognize it Again, we be burnin not concernin what nobody wanna say We be earnin dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we pay Some got gold and all dem diamonds all we got is Mary J Legalize it, time you recognize it Again, we be burnin not concernin what nobody wanna say We be earnin dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we pay Some got gold and all dem diamonds all we got is Mary J Legalize it, time you recognize it Just gimme di trees and mek we smoke it yo (Smoke it yo!) It dont mek we please so don’t provoke it yo (Voke it yo!) We nuh need nuh speed so we nuh gon coke it yo (Coke it yo!) Set we mind at ease we gotta take it slow ( moins )