art history
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Hi, God. It’s me, You again.When are you going to let me win?You’ve got the roadmap. I’m not dumb.I can add. I see the sum.I get this is a rigged experience.At least it’s rigged in my favour.I walk around completely delirious.When it’s You I need to savour.My one and only Savior.Within me,Fav’rite flovour. And BTW,…
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Saturn used to be the Sun,Before, Uranus.I’m not done.Today it’s Sol,The Human Soul,In this cycle,We’ve control.It’s an age of awakeningOf Earth, it’s coming.It’s happening right now.This world tends to be numbing.You’re playing a part,Whether you know why or how. The Divine Mother’s Returning. Her lessons are worth learning. The story of Zeus unseating Kronos, through…
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I cannot make it through the day.I simply must jot downThe thoughts that wander through my head.And wander there-around.They do not cause a frown.I make sure joy is found. If you were there in any wayTo help me,Then: my thanks.I may have shown you hate.Before I believed in Fate.
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Fill your time doing things that you enjoy. And I enjoy writing. So I guess I’ll do more of it. I’ve spent the past few days reckoning with the results of previous actions, attitudes and thoughts I once harbored. It’s hard not to regret things even though I must understand everything that happens is God’s…
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Europe ain’t a continent.It’s really just a cow.Raped by Zeus. It’s wild to meWhat cultures would allow.What does it say about itThat your gods are rapey bastards?It don’t appear morality’sA skill that they had mastered.
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On Twitter and had to share them here. You can see the artist is Yuko Nagayama. I just adore watercolor. I’m not this good. I’ll post a few of mine down here. You can just have so much fun with watercolor and I love the spontaneity of it.
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I talk to Vincent van Gogh in dreams.I know how strange it seems.His eyes gleam in my dreams, the streamsOf light seem to penetrate my soul.I talk to John Lennon often at nightWhile my body’s at rest in my bed.I don’t know where these meetings occur,But definitely not in my bed!
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I want to live in fairy land.Just tell me what to do.What rabbit hole do I dive down?What ritual should I do?A genie lives within me.Do you hear me, you in there?I want to go to fairy land.This life just isn’t fair.
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I love you Claude Monet I don’t care what they say Even blind, your art was fine. Let imposters come what may.
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I was born in Eden though thisWorld has kicked me out.I’m longing to get back there. It’s’ whatLife is all about.Take me back to Eden, Lord.I want to dwell with you.I get the serpent has a role.I get why this is true.We’re meant to forget Eden, Lord.We’re meant to become shamed.I’m longing to get back…
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I’m looking for any kind of spiritual inspiration I can get right now, y’all. I’m really going through an ordeal. I rather like this one. Of course the Buddha is inside the Guru. Zen Buddhism has MUCH to teach all of us, folks. I wish I had a Guru I could learn from. I feel…
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What do I love about art?This is a journaling project. A poem.I love that there’s so much history beneath itAnd for so many figures, a home. I love that we have more than just the artWhen it comes to Vincent and his letters.Theo preserved them and thank God for that.You can see that he was…
Musings of the Mad 