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23october2013

  my art

makes the

INVISIBLE

VISIBLE

 
I burn my candle at both ends,

it will not last the night

but 'ay', my foes and 'oh' my friends

it does give a lovely light  Mary Oliver


"Instructions for living a life
Pay attention.
Be astonished.
Tell about it  Mary Oliver

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the ones below, my own


come into my world,
the door is tiny an' called sincerity

the key is easy to find and named humility

the room has no walls

just the light of kindness

  it is nothing but a window through which love overflows into the world

it is only a self-consuming fire for those in need and pain



why?

is my mind ,

so gentle in its longings,

like a small butterfly's wings -

being crushed under your feet?




this!

is the day when some

remember,

when love was crucified;

be careful!

don't love,

you might be crucified...



lost for words -

visual art speaks

for itself

it touches your mind when it's pure

it sings in yiour heart as its song

it reveals yourself to you

it is the mirror

in which you see

your one real undying self

the SELF of all

both great and small



did you know world?

that my art is

born

out of the pain I feel

for those who suffer in,

because of

you?



the eternal then rose from his chair while

spreading out its

infinite

arms

across the entire cosmos

the mutiverses of many kinds of space and time

and sighed

and said,

rather sadly :

"let there be

light"

and,

where light is

darkness

will be


another corner of the floor, stacked knee high with remembrance of things past - À la recherche du temps perdu (In Search of Lost Time) Remembrance of Things Past)


23october2013








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