The conscience of an artist worthy of the name is like an incurable disease which causes him endless torment but occasionally fills him with silent joy.
quote by Georges Rouault
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Life is an incurable disease.
quote by Abraham Cowley
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In 1962 I was diagnosed with this incurable disease.
quote by Mary Ann Mobley
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On Conscience Bridge
On conscience bridge
extraordinary voices sing of
foul deeds and dark desires
of murder as a currency
rape as petty cash
On conscience bridge
tortured ghosts gather
to scream their torment
and to celebrate depravity
On conscience bridge
where i declared my love for you.
poem by Jack Lashbrook
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Whatever an artist's personal feelings are, as soon as an artist fills a certain area on the canvas or circumscribes it, he becomes historical. He acts from or upon other artists.
quote by Willem de Kooning
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In the beginning, when I first found out I had a disease that was incurable, emotionally I had to get used to the idea of being sick before I could think about making any other major decisions in my life.
quote by Karen Duffy
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What I advise you to do is, not to be unhappy before the crisis comes…some things torment us more than they ought; some torment us before they ought; and some torment us when they ought not to torment us at all. We are in the habit of exaggerating, or imagining, or anticipating, sorrow.
There are no incurable diseases but only incurable people.
Of all tyrannies a tyranny exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It may be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron's cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be satiated but those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end for they do so with the approval of their own conscience.
quote by C.S. Lewis
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I can choose to accelerate my disease to an alcoholic death or incurable insanity, or I can choose to live within my thoroughly human condition.
quote by Mercedes McCambridge
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~ I Watch I Watch I Watch ~
~ I WATCH I WATCH I WATCH ~
Ms. Nivedita. UK
17.09.09.
Ye,
You’re standing in the:
Endless Universe,
Endless Dark,
Endless Light.
Ye,
You’re standing beyond the:
Boundaries of Life and Death.
Ye,
Silent Universe
Silent Dark,
Silent Light
Embosom Your foot prints
When minstrel oozing
From Your harp.
Achefully Joyfully
I watch I watch I watch
Without any utterance
Without any hope.
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poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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I subscribe to the myth that an artist's creativity comes from torment. Once that's fixed, what do you draw on?
quote by David Byrne
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Into a new millennium
The world was falling apart
with war, poverty and incurable disease
and some had too much
and others nothing
while we counted down time
into a new millennium,
I wondered if the next thousand years
would be much better
or still worse?
Would man find it in himself
to help his fellow man,
or would he use technology
to end all life?
Only time would tell
and I would not be able to know,
when time stretched pass me.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Europe Endless
Europe endless
Endless endless endless endless
Europe endless
Endless endless endless endless
Life is timeless
Europe endless
Life is timeless
Europe endless
Europe endless
Endless endless endless endless
Europe endless
Endless endless endless endless
Parks, hotels and palaces
Europe endless
Parks, hotels and palaces
Europe endless
Promenades and avenues
Europe endless
Real life and postcard views
Europe endless
Europe endless
Endless endless endless endless
Europe endless
Endless endless endless endless
Elegance and decadence
Europe endless
Elegance and decadence
Europe endless
song performed by by Kraftwerk
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Peace
Artist - somebody didn't hear me
(What'd he say?)
Artist - formerly known as Prince
You gotta get your peace on
Peace, whoa oh
Peace
That's what we're here for
And not to war
When the war upon people of color thru needles
Designed to disease instead of relieve
When it ceases
I'll be a man of peace
(Say what)
When this mask of vendetta
Like tears on the face of Coretta
Roll down and go away
I'll be happier
(Happier)
I'll be a man of peace
Everybody say!
Peace, whoa oh
Peace
That's what we're here for
(That's what we're here for)
And not to war
When the time that we spend
Watching TV depends on
Whether or not it destroy or transcend
Then I won't need
(I won't, I won't)
Won't need a warranty
When the power of the hour is not yours but is ours
And the faces we see reflect all that we be indeed
There'll be a jubilee
Everybody say
Peace, whoa oh
Peace
That's what we're here for
(That's what we're here for)
And not to war
Bass
(Talkin' about freedom)
The rewards that we share will be based on what's fair
And not the curliness or the thick of our hair
Real competition, if you dare!
Music is our middle name
And we don't wanna play your game
So when the mergers you make are with us
And you take a fair slice of the cake
That we bake then you break
That would be real cool
But y'all wanna act like fools!
(What's up with that?)
Can't we all just get along?
And have peace, whoa oh
Peace
That's what we're here for
And not to war
Peace
Peace
Peace, whoa oh
Peace
That's what we're here for
And not to war
In case some of y'all didn't hear it right
I didn't call him, his name wasn't the artist
Artist, Artist
Artist - every syllable must be heard
Artist - formerly known as Prince
You got to get your peace in
Y'all tryin' to start something up in here
song performed by by Prince
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She sleeps
She sleeps
~
She sleeps
her heart, soul at peace
she is as beautiful
as any painting by any artist
no brush has born such beauty
silence fills the walls
and the day is calm
my thoughts like trees
take deep roots
into the earth of my soul
unmoveable
mountains, stars and the sky
rise into an endless expanse
I wonder on her dreams
what places she sees
the weather and colours
the faces and events
unfolding
she sleeps
and I
I am moved
by her quiet beauty
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Fear.
I live each day in constant fear.
In fear of the hospitals,
The doctors and the professionals.
In fear of this incurable disease,
And the death it will bring.
Each day I fear the next.
But I survived yesterday,
I'm surviving today.
Maybe it's not my time to die.
Yet I can't help but think,
Maybe tomorrow is my last.
poem by Normal Girl Normal World
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Disease Of Conceit
Theres a whole lot of people suffering tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people struggling tonight with the disease of conceit
Comes right down the highway, straight down the line
Rips into your senses, through your body and your mind
Nothing about it thats sweet
The disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of hearts breaking tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of hearts shaking tonight from the disease of conceit
Steps into your room, eats into your soul
Over your senses you have no control
Aint nothing too discreet
About the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people dying tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people crying tonight from the disease of conceit
Comes right outta nowhere and youre down for the count
From the outside world the pressure will mount
Turn you into a piece of meat
The disease of conceit
Conceit is a disease but the doctors got no cure
They done a lot of research on it but what it is theyre still not sure
Theres a whole lot of people in trouble tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people seein double tonight from the disease of conceit
If your delusions of grandeur and an evil eye
Give you the idea that youre too good to die
Then they bury you from your head to your feet
From the disease of conceit
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Win the Disease
Disease
Are called...
New new...
Name for today...
Disease...
All are come
Comenley same...
For nasty water...
For colour full drinks...
For fasted food...
Cross sex...
Bad habiets...
With out execise...
That is...
Todays for disease...
Name is new...
All disease are old...
Change your steps
On...
Food...
Drinks...
Habits. ..
Normal sex...
win the disease...
With your life...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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The Singing Dolphins in Taiji
Their songs turn into weeping
as harpoons pierce through their lungs.
Their songs of trust and friendship
with mankind is silenced
by cruel hands.
Blood flows and fills
the blue lagoon now made
-the stage of the great slaughter-
of one of the greatest friends to man-
the dolphins.
And let their songs now
which turn into weeping
and silent tones
torture our conscience.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Dying momments
And finally you are here
My silent dim sunset
The journey of so many a year
Looking back a distance great
But I cannot see clear
Those early days of joys and fret
Heavy bags of school to bear
And a homework to rush and get
Jubilant days as a youngster
Some ideals then I did forget
A growing sense of responsibility to bear
Wedlock and a kid beget
Yet I have done my bit fair
Running through with the tide of Fate
Sitting with my conscience clear
Ups and downs I had to get
But then a firefly does linger
Glimpse of a thought to torment
Could I have done better?
Standing on the plank now too late
Waiting for the final push to bear
And me myself disintegrate
Oh! Finally you are here
My silent dim sunset
Life’s clock ticking somewhere
Waiting for its own fate
My lips chuckle while eyes water
I’m going home though late
By
“The”
[Dr Avinash Dal]
poem by Dr Avinash Dal
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