The Natiq Chronicle

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I just finished season 1 of Attack on Titan

celestialgod:

ravenbohique:

pleasestopandrew:

dynastylnoire:

pleasestopandrew:

dynastylnoire:

Bruh

Isn’t attack on titan pro nazi? Or was that just Tumblr mess?

I have no idea. My Fiance’s family and them are into anime so they have me watching it.

I don’t know of the histories or problematic things

Oh I just heard it was but I don’t remember if it was a real thing or just a tumblr thing

It’s not even set on Earth (maybe?). There’s no Nazis or Nazi equivalents. There’s characters with Germanic names though

There’s a slight undertone that it is an AU where the inhumane German experiments caused the entire series.

@celestialgod Agreed. In the manga, they cover the history of the titans, and who the people in the walls really are. It’s all similar to what you just said. It’s like an alternate reality where people are living in the consequences of a world where WWII had a different outcome.
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I just finished season 1 of Attack on Titan

dynastylnoire:

pleasestopandrew:

dynastylnoire:

Bruh

Isn’t attack on titan pro nazi? Or was that just Tumblr mess?

I have no idea. My Fiance’s family and them are into anime so they have me watching it.

I don’t know of the histories or problematic things

It’s not pro-Nazi. It is a story that confronts a lot of the demons in Japan’s and Germany’s past. As the series progresses, you see the protagonists fighting against these things, not for them. The story has many subplots that condemn things like ethnic cleansing, erasure and whitewashing of history, patriotism and fanaticism, Racism, suppression and government takeover of media, state-sponsored religion, propaganda, etc. The protagonists learn to fight againt these things. When determining “what a show is about”, you look at what the main characters learn to fight for and against. Just having themes in a story does not mean the story supports those themes. As is true with many long running series, what the main characters fight for in the beginning when they know nothing isn’t always what they fight for in the end once they become aware.

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<p><a href="http://aninkyaffair.tumblr.com/post/160997061512/artofnatiq-xelamanrique318-zamaron-this-is" class="tumblr_blog">aninkyaffair</a>:</p><blockquote>
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<p><a href="http://xelamanrique318.tumblr.com/post/160973546840/zamaron-this-is-evil-she-made-polite-chicken" class="tumblr_blog">xelamanrique318</a>:</p>
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<p><a href="http://zamaron.tumblr.com/post/160968781506/this-is-evil" class="tumblr_blog">zamaron</a>:</p>

<blockquote><p>this is evil</p></blockquote>

<p>she made polite chicken is what she made</p>
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<p>Triggered. What the hell is this? </p>
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<p>Thats still raw. </p>
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<p>Deadass. There’s something wrong with these people.</p>

aninkyaffair:

artofnatiq:

xelamanrique318:

zamaron:

this is evil

she made polite chicken is what she made

Triggered. What the hell is this? 

Thats still raw.

Deadass. There’s something wrong with these people.

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The soundtrack of my day... message to a friend

December 7, 2011

Good morning ( ^_^)/

You ever have a moment of profound clarity in the midst of a hard situation that makes you feel like things just might be ok?

Today started off pretty rough. You ever have one of those days where it seems like the universe itself is trying to make you late to work? A bunch of little things kept happening that took up moments of my time that I couldn’t seem to make up. Things like, the cup of water I set on the table is knocked over by my sister bumping the table as she passes by, and the stream of water just happens to drip right into the shoe I was getting ready to put on my foot. Or like when I reached into my pocket to grab my keys to lock my door, and the key ring just happens to snag a loose thread in my pocket. My entire pocket was pulled out and all of the contents of my pocket spilled to the ground. While scooping up everything, the bus shows up at the corner, 5 minutes early, so that I just barely have time to dash the almost 2 blocks to the bus stop. *sigh*

 

Did I mention that it was raining, too? I was running in the rain like my life depended on it, holding my jacket, my tie, my scarf, an umbrella, the new book by Christopher Paolini, “Inheritance”, and some of the spilled contents of my pocket in one arm, and trying to stuff some, now soaking wet, dollar bills into my pocket. Wet money does NOT feel good in your pocket, believe you me. *sigh*

 

That was how my morning began.

 

So, as I put on my tie, tie pin, watch, scarf, etc, that I didn’t have time to put on at home, under the not-so-indiscreet observation of the other bus riders, I made a silent little prayer to myself…

 

“Please don’t let my entire day be like this.”

 

So, I finally arrived at my destination; the bus stop at the corner of 9th and Liberty Ave in downtown. Feeling proud of myself for stepping off of the bus without tripping and harming myself or others, I walked the 9 or 10 steps to the corner to wait my turn to cross the street at the crosswalk. I was determined to ease my frayed nerves. I crossed the street holding my umbrella and my book, while digging out my smokes. When I was safely across the street, I quickly ducked under the nearest storefront awning. Now out of the rain, and still trying to find my smokes, I feel the I-pod Nano that I always seem to have on my person. I absently pulled out the tiny, screenless MP3 player, stuck the earphones into my ears, flipped the switch on the bottom to the ‘on’ position, and pressed play. At first, there was no sound, but that’s to be expected. Songs don’t always start immediately. I finally found my smokes and pressed one to my lips. The music start just as I found my lighter and was about to spark the flame. It was the piano solo, “Solitudes”, played by Hashimoto Ichiko. One of my favorites.

 

I swear that the first notes sparked one of the most surreal moments I’ve ever experienced in life.

 

In those first chords, it seemed like the world around me slowed to the same legato tempo as Hashimoto Sensei’s improv.  The sights and sounds of the city seemed to come to life all of a sudden. The flame from my lighter seemed to caress the tip of my cigarette, the hiss of the paper seeming to take on a greater significance than was ever intended. I saw a pigeon take flight in slow motion and marveled at the way the raindrops seemed to gently explode into tiny upside-down worlds as they touched the tips of its wing feathers. I saw a man in the passenger seat of a car, yelling at the woman driving. However, with the world under the influence of my music, he appeared to be enjoying a long and relaxing yawn. A saw a beautiful Asian business woman struggling with her hoop earring while appearing to glide across the street. Though my mind know what was really happening, it seemed she was simply trying to more clearly hear the tune from my I-pod.

 

All around me, the world seemed to bloom to life. The bricks of the building were as red as the sweetest cherry, the cloud-filled sky seemed bluer than indigo to me… all of existence seem saturated with rain-soaked color, more vivid than reality. I had a moment when I thought…

 

“Wow. The city is so beautiful.”

 

And then the last chord was played. And the world snapped back into place. Time began again. And all was well in the world.

Natiq...

 

Grace in Roses - 10/08/11

October 8, 2011
I just finished my latest traditional commission. It was a 36 x 48 acrylic on canvas. It was for a good friend of mine, Jeff Levis. He'd requested a painting of his wife, but he didn't just want it to be a copy of a photo.I worked on it and though it took a bit of time, I was please with the results, and he and his wife loved it. It was a lot of fun working on it. Here is a picture of it. I took the picture with my cell, so it's not the greatest. I'll post better pictures soon.



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Griots - 02/27/2011

June 26, 2011
This is a cover design I recently completed for this amazing compilation of Sword and Soul Fantasy short stories. I worked on this under the guidance of Milton Davis, an amazing author and a man who I view as a strong mentor, and Charles Saunders, also an amazing author who I constantly had to battle with feeling star-struck in his presence, even though it was online. Please visit them here: 
Milton Davis:
 http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1793499636
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Sista Soul Project - 07/07/2010

June 26, 2011
Here is some work for a talented singer from Denver, CO. She is known as Sista Soul. I had fun working on this project and I wish her the best. For those who would like to check out her work, here is a link: http://www.facebook.com/DenverSistaSoul 

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Opening Night at the Shadow Lounge - 03/19/2010

June 26, 2011


I had my first exhibit in Pittsburgh, PA. Thanks to everyone who came out to support!!!



Ben was a huge support. ^_^

 

 This picture is blurry. Jen has been a huge support, also.



Another blurry picture. Gretchen has been a powerhouse in my corner. So a huge Thank You to her. ^_^


 

My sister, Latoya, and my daughter, Nasim.



My brother, Thomas, and his son Tsion.



Thanks Sarai! You're really goofy sometimes, but I appreciate it.



Had lots of prints available.



I was painting live at the show.



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