Tag: art
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Shamacide
pondering pretty presumptions under a shade of half open eyelids the moon is kept hidden by an envious sun the opaqueness of a held breath where battles of man and life are won crushing celestial cement over a smoldering ray of logic lazily laying sideways by omissions what is the hope of denigration? such questions…
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The Reluctant Sculptor
living is in the silence in the breakage and pauses of action everything beautifully orchestrated has not been created but meticulously etched away at what always was by omission, by slumber, by numbness… and the most exceptional rarities are sculpted by deep and solemn hurt A solemness that dares to halt… life is not a…
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The Silver Lining of Change
it’s hard to change and we’d rather remain the same no matter the urgency, but change is inevitable and almost always arrives unexpectedly as quiet and haunting as the 3AM air taking us away from the mundane, from every nonsensical, binding distraction and from the best and worst of it all, pain…
Healing Through Words 