The Crucifixion

The was on,
slow, brutal, &
of
tensions
—where—
stains of death
spill over like a
hidden mirage
in honey clover—
from which many
pray & say, “Yah”
...thankyou!🙏🏽🛐
✍️🏽#bravewrite

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in dimension
w/1sun
where the timeless ticks
sent2fastfix ascension
as we in a matrix
confusd by fates kicks
divide&rule politics
consume ego w/pretension readymixd
portal rips
folded time slips
in purse
aftr hates tricks&fears curse
tears meteor bursts
her universe

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昨年度描いたVSS子の比較

1枚目 2020年1月頃完成
2枚目 2020年10月頃完成

こんな感じで昨年度描いた作品をリメイクしていきたい。


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The paint tossed his head,
flaring nostrils—thrashing hooves, grieving lost rider.


 
(paint) mily

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In case no one has realised, I’m an art geek. To often people, esp museums, focus on the blokes who use in artistic endeavour. What about the lassies who conjure such wonderful masterpieces -

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Jack looks at her old Vain pilot suit that she had just as a keepsake. It was patch worked, frayed, burned, and looked just about ready to fall apart.

She'd call all this just a except now, for months in a hostile galaxy, it barely fit her.

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past is
w/nostalgia
frcing feed
of myalgia
ofU
face Ucarved
in mango seed
I bury2swell
eclipse family tree felld
2stick me2days
w/outU
2sugarNu moments
honeycomb hme
sweetLove swollen
&pollen peppered days
un-stolen
all is mde
in a Now
so I try2stay
in it somehow

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She returned out of the fog of yesterday,like an angel appearing from the mist.Was it really her or someone else,prehaps my eyes were deceiving me,as she'd been on my thoughts intermittently. My mind &heart Vacillant &speechless froze intime. As blossom fell fromthe trees

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- hesitant; indecisive or havering. In Scots to ‘haver’ means ‘to talk foolishly’ (see The Proclaimers ‘500 miles’). paintings of the Camden Town Murders of 1907, are seen as evidence that he was Jack the Ripper or is just havering?

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The Symbolist, Gustavo Moreau, illustrated the 17th-century ‘Fables’ of Jean de la Fontaine. Originally, the series had 64 works, however, a large proportion were lost to the Nazis in WW2. An exhibition will be shown , Spring 2021 another missed 😢?

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"You love me and cut my wings."

"I want you to stay with me."

"If you loved me, you'd know fairies need to fly."

"Don't you love me?"

"Not anymore."

"Stay in this xyloid cage until you change your mind."

"I prefer a real cage to your sham of a freedom."

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The desolate cabin was a xyloid riddle waiting to be deciphered.

Nia thought keeping track of its many ornate doors would be of use, but little did she know every morning the cabin would reassemble itself. That first night felt like a dream.

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world
Everything is
“Like”
Not real
Build walls to
hold back water
Every crevice it
Squirm wriggle
Creeps

People
Some phony
Actors drift
To Grift
Shakespeare
To commercial
Lie to hurt
Pain surreal

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The great German romantic painter, Casper (Gasper in some countries) David Friedrich was fond of a moonlit Samual Becket stated that last image inspired his play ‘Waiting for Godot’. The actress Billie Whitelaw once said about Beckett, “He writes paintings.”

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Quavering voices
Shoes on questionable tilth
Nowhere to grow roots

Shoal rock pool waters
Hills under hatching gold egg
Teacup for the soul


The digital painting is by Pavel Vophira on ArtStation.

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Two Q's wandering on a hillside one day happened upon a prostrate U.

Staring down in shock and dismay at the lifeless character that they both so desperately needed to be relevant, the smaller Q began to

It turned to face the larger Q and cried, "J'accuse...!"

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We began our ascent to the great beyond. Where the elder things are said to live. Will I finally see the faces of the voices in my head? The harbingers of my obstructed visions? I may finally have the answers...to this lucid simulation.

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She's about
to pack up
western wind
bitter sweet treats
pictures of
peach blossoms
and pretentious lyrics
At some moment
rhymes will loosen &
words will flee
through tiny holes
to hover happily
ever after
accoutred in
pompous celibacy.

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A lovely bath, great way to start the morn.
Quick M’lady, yersel’!
What’s the rush, Elsie?
Their back, them Elders, a bunch o dirty auld men.
Have no fear, I’ve called for the Cailleach - 2 toads please 🐸.
As you wish lass, the price has increased £50 each!

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Her eyes were blinded by cataracts. The park was dark and gray, except for the birds. Sapphire blue jays, ruby cardinals, amethyst hummingbirds. Brilliant, they sang a song only she could hear. She smiled as she at the tiny, winged angels.

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