West is a noun, adjective, or adverb indicating direction or geography.
West is one of the four cardinal directions or compass points. It is the opposite of east and is perpendicular to north and south.
By convention, the left side of a map is west.
To go west using a compass for navigation, one needs to set a bearing or azimuth of 270°.
West is the direction opposite that of the Earth's rotation on its axis, and is therefore the general direction towards which the Sun sets.
During the Cold War "the West" was often used to refer to the NATO camp as opposed to the Warsaw Pact and non-aligned nations. The expression survives, with an increasingly ambiguous meaning.
Moving continuously west is following a circle of latitude, which, except in the case of the equator, is not a great circle.
The word west is derived from the name of one of the four dwarves in Norse mythology, Norðri, Suðri, Austri and Vestri, who each represented one of the directions of the world. cf Greek hesperus and Roman vesper.
Elizabeth Woolridge Grant (born June 21, 1986), better known by her stage name Lana Del Rey, is an American singer-songwriter. Raised in upstate New York, Del Rey moved to New York City at age eighteen, where she attended college and began writing music and performing in clubs.
In 2008, Del Rey contracted with an independent label and recorded a self-titled debut album which was briefly available on iTunes in 2010; Del Rey ultimately bought back the rights to the album and it was withdrawn soon after.
In June 2011, she released the song "Video Games" on the Internet, accompanied by a self-made music video that went viral in the following months. The song was later released as a single in October, leading up to Del Rey's major-label debut album, Born to Die, which was released on January 31, 2012 through Interscope Records. Born to Die debuted at number one in seven countries, including the United Kingdom and Australia. The album has spawned two worldwide top 10 hits: "Video Games" and "Born to Die".
Kanye Omari West ( /ˈkɑːnjeɪ/; born June 8, 1977) is an American musician, film director and fashion designer. West first rose to fame as a producer for Roc-A-Fella Records, where he eventually achieved recognition for his work on Jay-Z's album The Blueprint, as well as hit singles for musical artists including Alicia Keys, Ludacris, and Janet Jackson. His style of production originally used pitched-up vocal samples from soul songs incorporated with his own drums and instruments. However, subsequent productions saw him broadening his musical palette and expressing influences encompassing '70s R&B, baroque pop, trip hop, arena rock, folk, alternative, electronica, synthpop, and classical music.
West released his debut album The College Dropout in 2004, his second album Late Registration in 2005, his third album Graduation in 2007, his fourth album 808s & Heartbreak in 2008, and his fifth album My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy in 2010. West released a collaborative album, Watch the Throne with Jay-Z in 2011, which is the duo's first collaborative album. His five solo albums, all of which have gone platinum, have received numerous awards and critical acclaim. As of 2012, West has won a total of eighteen Grammy Awards, making him one of the most awarded artists of all-time. All albums have been very commercially successful, with My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy becoming his fourth consecutive No. 1 album in the U.S. upon release. West has had 5 songs exceed 3 million in digital sales as of July 2011, with "Gold Digger" selling 3,086,000, "Stronger" selling 4,402,000, "Heartless" selling 3,742,000, "E.T." selling over 4,000,000 and "Love Lockdown" selling over 3,000,000 placing him third in overall digital sales of the past decade. He has sold over 30 million digital songs in the United States making him one of the best-selling digital artists of all-time.
Sir James Paul McCartney, MBE, Hon RAM, FRCM (born 18 June 1942) is an English musician, singer-songwriter and composer. Formerly of the Beatles (1960–1970) and Wings (1971–1981), he has been described by Guinness World Records as "The Most Successful Composer and Recording Artist of All Time", with 60 gold discs and sales of over 100 million albums and 100 million singles. With John Lennon, George Harrison, and Ringo Starr, he gained worldwide fame as a member of the Beatles, and with Lennon formed one of the most celebrated songwriting partnerships of the 20th century. After leaving the Beatles, he began a solo career and later formed the band Wings with his first wife, Linda Eastman, and singer-songwriter Denny Laine.
According to the BBC, his Beatles song "Yesterday" has been covered by over 2,200 artists—more than any other song. Wings' 1977 release, "Mull of Kintyre", became one of the best-selling singles ever in the UK, and he is "the most successful songwriter" in UK chart history, according to Guinness. As a songwriter or co-writer, he is included on thirty-one number one titles on the Billboard Hot 100, and as of 2012 he has sold over 15.5 million RIAA certified units in the United States.
Shoaib Akhtar (b. 13 August 1975) is a former Pakistani cricketer. Shoaib holds the record for being the fastest bowler in the history of international cricket, he made his Test debut in November 1997 and played his first One Day International four months later. He played on Pakistan's Cricket Team as an attack bowler.
He has been involved in several controversies during his career, often accused of not being a team player but his presence was always felt by the opponents. Akhtar was sent home during the Test match series in Australia in 2005 for alleged poor attitude. A year later, he was embroiled in a drug scandal after testing positive to a banned substance. However, the ban imposed on him was lifted on court appeal. In September 2007, Akhtar was banned for an indefinite period for his fight with Pakistan team mate and fast bowler Mohammad Asif. On 1 April 2008, Akhtar was banned for five years for publicly criticizing the Pakistan Cricket Board. In October 2008, the Lahore High Court in Pakistan suspended the five year ban and Akhtar was selected in the 15-man squad for the Twenty20 Quadrangular Tournament in Canada. Pakistani judge, Rana Bhagwandas stated once that, Akhtar is a legend of Pakistan cricket. He retired from international cricket after the 2011 World Cup.
Light Obscures...What Shadows Reveal
Plot
Ryan and other traceurs (parkour practitioners) frequently submit themselves to races through the city organized by Reece, a promoter who makes an Internet gambling fortune off of them while giving them a minuscule amount (if that) in return. With the last race of the season coming up, Ryan decides it's time to secretly break Reece's rule against participants betting on it. Having wagered all he has, the stakes are rudely raised against the racers. Reece's boss, Mr. Frank, has all along been surreptitiously grooming these athletes for a high-stakes death race for the sadistic entertainment of his billionaire gambling buddies. To guarantee every runner's enthusiastic participation, they're abducted, gassed, and fitted with explosive, remote-controlled collars, instilling every lad with a sincere desire to heed the rules and keep his head in the race. Sixty minutes on the clock. Ready, set, go!
Keywords: abduction, answering-machine, bare-breasts, bare-chested-male, boat, bouncer, boyfriend-girlfriend-relationship, break-in, breakdancing, bridge
Gramps: Nothing great came from easy - except great sex from easy women.
Morris: You're such a tease.::Chelsea: You're such a pervert!::Morris: And proud of it.
Ryan: All I know is - after the race today - something just... clicked.::Chelsea: Yeah, it's called a concussion.
Sir Terence: Talk is cheap; money buys whiskey.
Mr. Frank: Good afternoon, gentlemen. My name is Mr. Frank, and for the next sixty minutes you are my unwilling participants in a race for your life.
Mr. Frank: Gentlemen, I have tremendous faith in the resourcefulness of my players.
Finch: Bring it, dickface.::Mr. Frank: That's the spirit.
Plot
In the first chapter of this serial, gay Detective Sky and his homophobic partner, Stoli, go undercover in the world of leather sex to find the dealer of a new street drug called Rawhide, a mysterious figure known only as the Dragon. When but the criminal is found and busted, a lone gunman points a high-powered rifle at Sky and pulls the trigger!
Keywords: hardcore, sex
Light Obscures...What Shadows Reveal
West: But everyone looks up to Franky.::Diana: Yes, but looking up to people can be a pain in the neck.
Take me there to the west
For I've been waiting to see you
Girl looks so sad
Hair slicked back with raindrops
From her walk outside
It's good to be sad, sometimes
No need to hide your doe eyes
Light from the air
Red as the rose wrapped
'Round her feet
Yellow flower cup
Reflects on her chin
Some would pay to know why
Take me there to the west
For I've been waiting to see you
I'd move, I'd move away...
Can't see for sure.
Buckets of blood fall from her eyes
Tears burn right through the floor
No one knows why, or understands
How she can cry in this way
Come out West and see
Best that could be
And all you want stay permanently
Come out West and see
Now climb up on a rock
And stretch out in the sun
And close my eyes and let
Imagination run
And tracing your initials
In the shining sand
I'm counting out the days
Till I see you again
Who knows what the future holds
Or where the corns may fall
But if you don't come out West and see
You'll never know at all
I look off in the distance
Blow a kiss away
A thousand miles between us
Disappears from there
I watch as all the starlings
Flying from the north
The beating of their wings
There goes the beating of my heart
I sleep out in the desert
Under the stars above
And keep making an effort
To wonder in your love
Who knows what the future holds
Or where the corns may fall
But if you don't come out West and see
You'll never know at all
Come out West and see
The best that it could be
And all you want stay permanently
Face down in the chemistry of sight and sound
I would never have gone
I would never have gone
This man is old, and fat, and sold us all (?)
I would never have gone
I would never have gone
I would never have gone
Between the skin and bone is where the west was won
I would never have gone
I would never have gone
Swallowing all the bowl by their orders (?)
I would never have gone
I would never have gone
I would never have gone
Honey this will be your future
Honey this will be
your future you should care enough to
carve your heart into a tree
and it shall live with someone special
Good times are in front of us
You can come if you want
There's nothing in this ugly town
Anymore, anyway
Oh, the dust is gettin' thick
I've got a can of gas and twenty-one dollars that says we'll make it where we're going
They won't find out where we're going
We'll run all night from our demons
Yeah, they won't be scary enough
They can't catch us, call our bluff
They can't catch us, call our bluff
Let's head out west
We'll do our best
We'll try and try
I swear to God that we'll survive
We'll make a mess
Going from town to town
Just making plans
It's just you and me
Let's head out west
This is too much for them to know
They'll take our freedom if they know
Let's run as fast as we can
Let's run as fast as we can
Twenty-one dollars runs out quick
So say a little prayer for us
We just need a little prayer for us
Hold on, here that train comes
Let's head out west
We'll do our best
We'll try and try
I swear to God that we'll survive
We'll make a mess
Going from town to town
Just making plans
It's just you and me
Let's head out west
The money's all gone
Hope is coming
Life is sure,and
Good times are in front of us
Let's head out west
We'll do our best
We'll try and try
I swear to God that we'll survive
We'll make a mess
Going from town to town
Just making plans
It's just you and me
Let's head out west
West
I love money I love instant cooking
I love choices I love high rise buildings
I love fast cars I love intersections
I love zoos and designated spaces
I love TV I love advertising
Coca Cola and I love crowded places
I love progress and chasing material objets
I love sharing when I'm in the seat of power.......ooooowayoh
I love it I love it....................................
I hate money I hate instant cooking
I hate choices I hate high rise buildings
I hate fast cars I hate intersections
I hate zoos and designated spaces
I hate TV I hate advertising
Coca Cola and I sure hate crowded places
I hate progress and chasing material objets
I hate sharing when You're in the seat of power.......ooooowayoh
Hard streets, before I left
Beg, steal and borrow
On my feet with one eye west
A better trail to follow
Rollin’ - goin’ - at the speed of light
Turnin’ – learnin’ – how to take the ride.
In deep. but digging well
Went for it and got ‘em
I believe, before I sell,
I would rather hit bottom.
Rollin’ - goin’ - ready any time
Turnin’ – learnin’ – how to take the ride.
Headin’ towards the setting sun.
Hard streets, and headed west
Hell of a trail to follow
In the lead, where life is best
Better rail the throttle
Rollin’ - goin’ - at the speed of light
Turnin’ – learnin’ – how to take the ride.
Goin’ – rollin’ – ready any time
Oh, it's a beautiful sight
Driving down this road
On this stunning mountainside
Hands around the wheel
And a car that's set in drive, go go
Going to my next destination
Leaving everything behind
How do I get back?
Write me a map
And I pray that I find
What I'm looking for
Trying to find where
"Ex" marked the spot
And I swear I won't go there anymore
My gas light has been for way too long
Will I ever get home?
Oh, the wait is driving me insane
But then I watch the sunrise
And keep on driving until night
It takes me away to the special place
Where nobody will know my name
Nobody will know my name
Where can we find peace of mind?
Where nothing is wrong at all?
How do I get back?
Write me a map
And I pray that I find
What I'm looking for
Trying to find where
"Ex" marked the spot
And I swear I won't go there anymore
Anymore, I swear I won't go there anymore
Where can we find peace of mind?
[Instrumental]
Sitting on the brink of an indescribable fall
I could be heading back but there's no room left to crawl
Waiting on the name of the last great American hymn
While people are amazed by the television glaring at them
Counting on the deaths of the terrifying faithless men
Eden had its shame but still it found a way to stay clean
Had the fancy fees to pay its miracle machinery
But The City is our home and the noise just followed
along
With the dreams we had awake to a fraction of its glorious
song
With a book about the plans for the last great American
band
The people of this nation will protest, they need to be
mad
Still bitter from some lover and the finer things that they
never had
I knew it was a waste but wasted is all they show
Shouting on a whim because there's no one left who
knows
We're mourning from the death of the last great American
man