Fresco (plural either frescos or frescoes) is any of several related mural painting types, executed on plaster on walls, ceilings or any other type of flat surface. The word fresco comes from the Italian word affresco [afˈfresːko] which derives from the Latin word for "fresh". Frescoes first developed in the ancient world and continued to be popular through the Renaissance. Declining in popularity, they enjoyed something of a revival in the 20th century.
Buon fresco technique consists of painting in pigment mixed with water on a thin layer of wet, fresh (hence the name) lime mortar or plaster, for which the Italian word for plaster, intonaco, is used. Because of the chemical makeup of the plaster, a binder is not required, as the pigment mixed solely with the water will sink into the intonaco, which itself becomes the medium holding the pigment. The pigment is absorbed by the wet plaster; after a number of hours, the plaster dries and reacts with the air: it is this chemical reaction which fixes the pigment particles in the plaster. One of the first painters in the post-classical period to use this technique was the Isaac Master in the Upper Basilica of Saint Francis in Assisi. A person who creates fresco is called a frescoist.
Jacque Fresco (born March 13, 1916), is a self-educated structural designer, architectural designer, philosopher of science, concept artist, educator, and futurist. His interests span a wide range of disciplines including several in philosophy, science, architecture and engineering. Fresco writes and lectures extensively on his view of subjects ranging from the holistic design of sustainable cities, energy efficiency, natural resource management, cybernated technology, advanced automation, and the role of science in society, focusing on the benefits he thinks they may bring. With his colleague, Roxanne Meadows, he is the founder and director of an organization known as The Venus Project, located in Venus, Florida. He currently promotes a fundamental change in anthropic organization through the global implementation of a novel socio-economic system predicated on social cooperation, technological automation, and scientific methodology, called a Resource-based economy.
In contemporary culture he has been popularized by three documentaries, Future By Design,Zeitgeist Addendum, and Zeitgeist: Moving Forward, His Venus Project has been inspirational worldwide, especially to activists.
In my nightmare I cut out your heart in that warm milky room that ends where it starts
White tile walls wide desks and green wooden floors and a bed
reality's on a collision course
Running floating sting stung like a bee silently sweating frantic low-key
We're both cornered you're glaring evil the next steps and room tilts downhill
Stare Stare Can't believe you
As I raise the knife Kill Kill Kill
In my nightmare lies cheats threats vicious promises when it's done still no excuses
You've changed from the light to the dark from the greenest pine to a lowdown shark
Your face shifts from snarling to serene
yesteryear my doubts drown out what was loud and clear
But still I must get this done with before your malevolence becomes myth
Stare Stare Won't believe you
As I raise the knife Cry Cry Cry
In my nightmare Your nightmare
Death of you Death of us
Murder's done Murder's crime
Sun dappled sweat slashes awake
Blood blotted out by the breeze
Another bolt upright blue light special
Snarling scenes fade linger disease
The starting gate's filled with agony mounts
Each a catalog of a circle of hell
The gamut of grisly peaks await
It's post time for fit fever padded cell
Shying and prancing they stare at each other
Then burst down the track at sanguinary speed
No way to run from the horses of hell
Destined to lose no matter who leads
On torture, on abuser, on cold-blooded killer
On molester, on rapist, on brute
On mayhem, on plague, on death gurgle spasm
Poison pen pirates your turn to listen
We'll never ever play in your stinkin' town
We're just five minutes away from your house
Satin over scratches here's the splash down
We romp and roam through the cobra zone- We are all the Frisk
Never known to let well enough alone- We are all the Frisk
We are a raging cyclone- We are the Frisk- with a steel backbone
We disown the life monotone
Fast lean running front line bass
Mach five thunder hypersonic freight
Headlong hell-bound always on the high ground
Ease slide in safe never hyperventilate
We're just five minutes away from your street
Precision beat brings the burning white heat
You used to tell me that trust is what I lack
But I found your fingerprints on the knife in my back
I've never seen you in this light before
And some things I can't ignore
Enemies that look like friends Hold the means to an end
Broken hearts that never mend And the Cobra strikes again
Enemies that look like friends Hold the means to an end
Broken hearts that never mend And the Cobra strikes again
Cruising down San Pablo A black Chevy Nova
Slither up Alcatraz Bad Ass Cobra
You used to tell me That I'm much too callous
But all your tenderness is Laced with Malice
I've never seen you in this light before
My baby and I are headed to the pass
Seventy miles an hour we're hauling ass
Jackalopes outside flash ebony eyes
Roll down the window to hear the coyote cries
Says we're real real gone on the roadsign
Hundreds of miles Unlimited time
Frisco Chicago New York why not?
Alaska to Juarez, there's our mystery spot
Can't get no stations we're too far out
Headlights blind then they're miles past
The silent rushing road under the wheel
The dark and the tailights and the silence heal
We got no destination our means is the end
Following our road there's never a dead end
Wind in the face and traveling on the brain
Welcome to the cobra zone, you're chilling with the Frisk.
Here, now, and forever.
At the end of the day, work's done, time to play in the cobra zone
we just wanna kick back, have fun, get a little badical, a little radical
But you know, I don't think we're quite alone.
I look out the window and what to my wondering
eyes does appear? It's you.
You're freaky baby.
You're twice as freaky as Charlie's Squeaky.
Step back, Jack.
Don't panic- But I just can't seem to relax
Don't panic- I'm about to have a heart attack
You make me nervous so I just can't sleep at night
Nervous- under my pillow I keep a knife
Nervous- is that you on the telephone?
Nervous- I just want you to leave me alone
Chilling out on the sidewalk, adult cola in my hand.
You're there, I'm there, you're like a black cat crossing my path.
Will you save you when you're under the gun
Who me yes you couldn't be then who
Can you survive until the end of day one
Who me yes you couldn't be then who
Can you think on your feet when you're out on the street
Who me yes you couldn't be then who
Will you hear the goose steps as they march to the beat
Who me yes you couldn't be then who
We will We will
We'll work together in the fight
We will We will
In the street beneath the neon light
We will We will
Not fly-by-night we are airtight
Who's gonna stand up for who we are
Who me yes you couldn't be then who
Through the built up blood and the spitfire scars
Who me yes you couldn't be then who
Forget our difference it's time straight up
Who me yes you couldn't be then who
So come on down and join right up
Don't you never let me go,
Don't you ever let it show,
I will cry in the sea of love.
The stars will allways shine,
And I'm gonna make you mine tonight,
Tonight.
I believe in rainy weather,
Some days.
But when I'm down and feeling blue,
You will come and say.
Have you ever really seen the rainbow,
Have you ever really touched the blue blue sky
Have you ever really seen a falling star,
He'll be crying tonight.
Don't you never let me go,
Don't you ever let it show,
I will cry in the sea of love.
The stars will allways shine,
And I'm gonna make you mine tonight,
Tonight.
I want you, I need you
And my heart is beating softly baby
If you leave me, decieve me
I will never see the sun rise again.
Never fear what love can do, too you
Cause I believe we find a way,
This I say to you.
Have you ever really seen the rainbow,
Have you ever really touched the blue blue sky
Have you ever really seen a falling star,
How brave are you in real life
Can you serve those who've been screwed
Or do you cower behind the lies
Cold-hearted rhetoric conveniently blinds
Laugh and point while you can asshole
Next paycheck it might be you
Inhuman people celebrate the tough love crew
Capital hides behind the wall of blue
Pathetic is what I call you
Watching coma t.v. and drinking a brew
Survey Says You're Wrong
Survey Says You're Wrong
Survey Says You're Wrong
Survey Says
What innovative way can you dehumanize the weak today
It's sickening to watch the steel toe boots of the State
Kick them again and again while you
Meat's meat- And a man's gotta eat
Cheat cheat- Sell your heartbeat
Brand new, improved, you choose, don't snooze, you lose
Mickey Mouse hosts your Caribbean cruise
Staccato pictures flash epileptic style
Just say yes resistance is denial
"Comfort is Freedom is Slavery
Plush rug High speed dreamland lifestyle
Is this our lowest common destination
A rhapsody in woo?
Binary point of sale target nation
Product placement pops up on cue
Ninety Six Tears through Ninety Six Fears
As quick as a flick of the wrist
Calico arms are smothering now
Hazy scenes are a cold vicious cloud
Our group is shaky, our future's hazy
But it's our fault if we mis-step
Speak out, stand up, we are now
This is next week's history
I need a wall thicker than wicker
Ape Shall Not Kill Ape
Roll call's done we're still all here
Ape Shall Not Kill Ape
Solid state means we roll on through
Ape Shall Not Kill Ape
Trust Strength Loyalty- We are True
Once again We step into the ringIt seems that we fight
about everything
I don't even give a shit
And most of the time I walk away
But certain times that you persist
I make a fist and I insist TODAY
You go the fuck away
You can't take it away
It'll be back some other day yeah
You can't take it away
Take It Away from me
Why don't you grow up?
You talk so much shit I wish you'd shut the fuck up
You don't seem to understand
And I don't think you ever will
Someday you'll pick up the phone
It'll be dead and you'll be alone STILL
Change sticks to my arm as I sweat to create
Words slide over the page as quick as drunk can relate
I'm soldered to your heart
Metal to the chest
Inseparable never-ending
Psychic Bullet-proof vest
But my depth for you is such that only the echoes record the sound
As it hits I know it's true lots of years of it definitely new
How long can it last
I'll tell you on my deathbed
My radioactive heart
Encased in your box of lead
I'm soldered x 8
You open your heart
Like pandora's locker
Burnt books - and notes
From this weeks stalker
Sunday morning
Dressed in camouflage
Imperfect crime
Exposing your flaws
You stare at the sun
In dark sunglasses
The long haul pass
Passes in between classes
You aim for the stars
Mouth loaded with gum
But the shot that smarts
Turned out to be dumb
You get what you deserve
In this can of worms
But you never can escape
From a basket of snakes
I saw you at lunch
Singing verses subversive
You're less a threat
Than curse words in cursive
From basket to worse is
A cold hearted task
It's 9 o'clock
And you have no class
I'm on to your lying
And cheating techniques
You forged my name
On an old pair of sneaks
And when jack the terror
Ripped your dress
You hid it from me
But did you hide it from them?
You get what you deserve
In this can of worms
But you never can escape
From a basket of snakes
Ring! goes the bell
Skreeee! goes the chalk
Snap! goes the ruler
Click! goes the lock
You get what you deserve
In this can of worms
But you never can escape
Step after step the façade is the same
Year after year the same shades remain
New stucco here and new condo there
The hidden parts appear to be bare
Step by step with the shapes of the past
I feel every corner and whiff and a path
Down asphalt alleys and through gingerbread streets
Roam with invisible people who stay out of reach
The sharp slap of memory stops my not-so-wander
The address is empty though it's pulsing with life
I'm getting bored creeping up and down the same old vine
I need to find a new place where love is a crime
Hearts and stars bullets and arrows
Broken and battered and bullied and buried
You lookin' at me? I must look insane
You talkin' to me like we're on the same plane
Drinking and flying and driving me nuts
Arrr, push my buttons if you've got the guts!
Keep lifting, keep lifting me
Bully on bulldog, light my fire
Bully on bulldog, liftin' me higher
Bully on bulldog, light my fire
Bully on bulldog, liftin' me higher
Stranger than friends more friendly the stranger
Strangers in flight more deadly than danger
You ran ran ran and I want you to know
You could be bad bad bad but it sure doesn't show
It won't take much... to get hit
It won't take much... to taste your own blood
Talk talk talk talk stop stop stop stop
Menacing menacing fill your lungs with kerosene
Blood Love Blood Love Blood Love Blood Love
My Mother's silence
My Brother's violence
Stranger in a casket we called family
Hell would be too kind of a resting place
My Mother's silence
My Brother's violence
Stranger in a casket we called family
I still can't stand the sight of your fucking face
For you, for me, for us, that's why I do the things I do
Pink house boy scout purposely stuck
Too scared with fake scars to leave your little rut
A tiny town within a city is a life myopic
Missing out on existence kaleidoscopic
I'm not gonna endure your Small town myopia
Step up or sit down Got no time for you
Jump on board we're gone Next stop utopia
Get down and jump up Got my life to pursue
Choosing to refuse all expansive chances
Choosing stagnation- solo Saint Vitus Dances
Jerking through mediocrity into obscurity
Als ik hem moet geloven is hij de beste rapper
Maar als ik hem moet geloven is hij de beste rapper
En als ik jou moet geloven ben jij de beste rapper
Ik geloof jullie dus ik ben de slechtste rapper
Een flowende zwerver te weinig do om te braggen
het tegenovergestelde van al die mode en swagger shit
Ok, er rijd een auto langs, de bestuurder bangt me shit
Ik kijk hem aan en denk, wie pompt er nou die faggit shit
De emo-rapper Frisse met zijn vette lips en wacke clips
wat een sukkel waarom pompt die gast geen negga shit (sukkel!)
Ik haat het om van mezelf te houden
Houd ervan om mijn mening niet voor mezelf te houden
Jij vind jezelf de shit, maar komt nog steeds met dezelfde shit
andere beats, zelfde shit (shit), Ik zeg drie keer "zelfde shit"
En ja ik doe diezelfde shit
Springen in de lucht met je kutkop
Wat sta je te kijken naar mijn kutkop?
Kutkooop! Ik ben een kutkop
Springen in de lucht met je kutkop
Velen snappen me niet maar doen er lacherig over
Dus deze volgende tekst is voor jullie fakking mongolen
Komt die, laten we weer over Gino praten
Voor blanken die van Gino houden en Antilianen die Gino haten
Interviewers met de "Gino vragen"
Vanaf nu moeten jullie al die "Gino vragen" aan Gino vragen
Ik speel Gino en ik hoef me niet eens te schamen
Je vind hem vet dat zegt iets over jou morele waarde
Eigenlijk heeft Kempi gelijk
Gino is rasistisch ik weet het dankzij Wendy Van Dijk (dankjewel Wendy)
Tuurlijk neem ik mijn fans in de zeik
Ik weet ook niet hoe ik anders al die mensen bereik
Dus eh, voor alle Fresku fans zoek een fokking hobby
Ik ben verward, vergeef me jongens, ik meen het niet, sorry!
Ik ga een movement beginnen ik noem het so so lobi ...
Dat heeft Winne al gedaan.. (oh neee..)
Springen in de lucht met je kutkop
Wat sta je te kijken naar mijn kutkop?
Kutkooop! Ik ben een kutkop
Springen in de lucht met je kutkop
Dit is voor mijn spierpompende niggers met een maatje S t-shirt aan
ziet me gaan, niets te zeggen, waarom staan je speakers aan?
Waarom kom je hier? Wat wil je zien?
Wat kijk je naar me, man? Wat wil je zien?!
Voor je Fresku ziet meedoen met silly scene?
Zie je me in de skinny jeans, hak-hakkende op Billy Jean (hihi.. hak em door de midden)
En faka met de Frisse? Die gast die kon toch spitten
Geef me vijf euro terug, nigga!
Effe terugblikken, ik was blut, bitter
Depri, niks veranderd, alleen maar een stuk dikker (letterlijk)
Rappers trekken hun t-shirt uit bij optredens
Als ik die shit zou doen, zou niemand mij een box geven (ik ken jou niet)
Misschien ben ik te onzeker
Misschien niet bewust van mijn kunnen, misschien te onwetend
Misschien wil ik niet mijn tong breken
I roll tight so forget all dat baggy shit,
to all u mcs tryna bust with my style
go n see jeremy kyle n he'll tell u who ur true daddy
me, captial F the r i s c
im overly show man no about me,
i'll send mc's high in da sky firstly kill him off,
make every see make everybody no dat,
i picture perfect aint talking a hold back,
im sick wit da verses now u shud no dat,
heres a flow das new, hold that,
its all jiggy, i bust 'uick no phillies,
strictly tickets with herbet,
anyting other dan dat aint working,
im married 2 da weed no cheat no flirtin,
man a badman x3
n nun of deze youts cant chat 2 me fam
im a lyrical bender suttin like jendor,
fris im a big money chart investor,
got a couple skeng man friends on ma end from
westgreen.......
big ting lick off ya head like cyder,
which likkle fassy said aint got lyrics,
i got barz dey got gimmicks,
why shall i care about this wasteman rhymer,
24/7 im a all day grinder,
light up a nigga no match no lighter,
i'll send a man so high in da sky dat u wont come down
n ur friends wont find ya
actually man cant chat 2 me
do a better tune dan skeng man mode n get back 2 me,
actually friscos a bachelor rhymer
You are holding her so tight
Finally she's yours
The summer's giving you more
And everything's alright
Now your full lips are meeting
What an adventure is
You're gonna tell your best friend
You're gonna wake up singin'
The summer is magic
The summer is magic, is magic oh oh oh
The summer is magic
You have to imagine, imagine oh oh oh
The summer is magic
The summer is magic, is magic oh oh oh
The summer is magic
You have to imagine, imagine oh oh oh
The summer is magic
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
In the disco hours after
She waves her hands, no speech
She gets you with from the beach
And burst into laughter
She is dancing with the DJ
You gets yourself drink
So what do you think?
And in a lovely day
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
The summer is magic, is magic oh oh oh
The summer is magic
You have to imagine, imagine oh oh oh
The summer is magic
The summer is magic, is magic oh oh oh
The summer is magic
You have to imagine, imagine oh oh oh