I was amazed and upset by the looks I got just walking around the studio... It illuminates the ugliness and the beauty that exists within each of us, and that's what this story represents to me.
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An Evolution That Has Erased The Yesterdays
Too much ugliness exists.
And too much of it is persisted.
Clear choices today are being readily defined.
Making up one's mind as to which road to take,
Is for many not a decision to contemplate.
It may be difficult for some to switch up...
From steps taken to reverse what has been done.
But it can be done...
If a wish for happiness is to come!
Too much ugliness exists.
And too much of it is persisted.
There are those confused,
By the suddenness of change.
But it's not as if it had been hidden.
Not for those who have witnessed,
A quality of life that is not the same.
Closed eyes are different from those that are blind.
Some choose not to see what is.
Others who can not see period...
Have survived with sharpened minds.
And are quick to sense...
The atmosphere has been stimulated,
By the addition of increased decadence.
Too much ugliness exists.
And too much of it is persisted.
A higher consciousness has arrived,
And it struggles with accepted commonness.
But this slide that delights some,
Comes to an end to unravel comforts under the Sun.
To achieve a peace slowly becoming noticed.
And those overdosed with delusions that limit...
Will find themselves anguished,
By an evolution that has erased the yesterdays.
Leaving them revolving in memories dissolving.
And not a sign ahead that shows,
Those times will be revisited.
Too much ugliness exists.
And too much of it is persisted with...
But,
Not for long!
Drastic changes have come to move us on!
With or without the necessity for debate.
Or an appreciative applause in waiting.
Many are already too stunned with disbelief...
That the onslaught of love has come,
To achieve the 'real' version of peace.
Too much ugliness exists.
And too much of it is persisted with...
But,
Not for long!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Is A Story
There is a story
Of which only a heart could tell
A story of love and beauty
Of wanting and regret
A tale of such romance
Where a tragedy unfolds
The hero or heroine emerges
To save another’s life
To rescue from such loss
The heart of their affection
A story told and known
A story so alike many others
But with a soul of its own
It plays at the strings
A melody of quiet beauty
From the darkest tears
To the brightest smile
There exists uncompleted
A life being written
In a story
Only a heart could know
poem by Matthew Holloway
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The first day was memorable for me. I walked into this studio with these giant eyes, slowly met everybody and got to see the story boards and sketches of our characters. I got the see the sets and was just amazed that all this was to be something we all were going to be part of for almost a year.
quote by Kyle Schmid
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Everlasting Rose
a rose is often used to show
your affectionate feelings to
someone special.
The 'r' in the word represents
The radiant beauty of a rose.
For no flow can compare.
For you are like a rose filled with passion
And are truly one of a kind.
The 'o' represents the overwhelming
depths of color of each petal of
the rose. It's like the outstanding
depths of color that spark in
your beautiful eyes.
The 's' represents the Softness
of each petal of the rose.
For your lips are like the
petalsof a rose, soft and sweet
to each kiss.
The 'e' represents the everlasting
beauty of the rose, for the rose
soon fades and dies.
But the everlasting beauty of it
stays in the eye of your mind forever
for you are like my rose.
For your beauty is everlasting
neither fades nor dies in the
eyes of the one that cares for you.
poem by Ryan Castro
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In search of beauty
Why is it so?
That beauty is an unfathomable mistress?
…like the uncertain truth…
Of a certain paradox…
The beauty of joy,
Is in its irony.
The beauty of smile,
In its tear.
The beauty of desire
Is in its incompletion.
The beauty of a poem,
In its vain-ness.
That of emotion,
In its numbness…
That of sorrow,
In its convalescence.
The beauty of past,
is in its eternity,
and that of future,
in its anonymity.
The beauty of beauty
Is in its ugliness…
That of life,
…in its death…
The beauty of
The search of it,
Is in its endlessness….
poem by Sarvesh Kulkarni
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Leaving Ugliness To Forget
Needed...
Is much more love.
Needed...
Is faith and hope.
With a touch one gives,
To hug!
And needed,
Is a bit more patience.
And not all that ugliness...
Pushed from anyone's lips.
Needed...
Are a few recipes.
Those kind that mixes joy...
With a rise to increase peace.
And what we need,
Is an empathy believed.
We are together here...
And not bits of eaten cheese.
Needed...
Is much more love.
Needed...
Is faith and hope.
With a touch one gives,
With lots of hugs!
And needed,
Is a bit more patience.
And not all that ugliness...
Just to push,
From anyone's lips.
We don't need that ugliness,
Just to push,
From anyone's lips.
No no no no!
We don't need that ugliness...
Just to push,
From anyone's lips.
Oh no oh no no...
We don't need that ugliness.
An ugliness like this,
To forget!
Oh no oh no no...
We don't need that ugliness.
An ugliness like this...
Pushed from anyone's lips!
We can have more happiness...
Leaving ugliness to forget.
Yes,
We can have more happiness...
If we left ugliness to forget!
If we left ugliness to forget!
Leaving ugliness...
To forget.
There's no benefit at all in it!
Leaving ugliness...
To forget.
There's no benefit at all in it!
Leaving ugliness...
To forget.
There's no benefit at all in it!
Leaving ugliness...
To forget!
Everybody needs to convince...
All the people!
There's no benefit at all in it!
Everybody needs to convince...
All the people!
There's no benefit at all in it!
We need to leave an ugliness...
To forget!
We need to repent and not re-invent...
An ugliness.
There's no benefit at all in it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Memory Of The Unknown Poet, Robert Boardman Vaughn
But the essential advantage for a poet is not, to have a beautiful world with which to deal: it is to be able to see beneath both beauty and ugliness; to see the boredom, and the horror, and the glory.
T. S. ELIOT
It was his story. It would always be his story.
It followed him; it overtook him finally—
The boredom, and the horror, and the glory.
Probably at the end he was not yet sorry,
Even as the boots were brutalizing him in the alley.
It was his story. It would always be his story,
Blown on a blue horn, full of sound and fury,
But signifying, O signifying magnificently
The boredom, and the horror, and the glory.
I picture the snow as falling without hurry
To cover the cobbles and the toppled ashcans completely.
It was his story. It would always be his story.
Lately he had wandered between St. Mark’s Place and the Bowery,
Already half a spirit, mumbling and muttering sadly.
O the boredom, and the horror, and the glory.
All done now. But I remember the fiery
Hypnotic eye and the raised voice blazing with poetry.
It was his story and would always be his story—
The boredom, and the horror, and the glory.
poem by Donald Justice
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Look Upon Your Beauty
To look upon your beauty,
Illuminates our soul
How fortunate we are
that we have found the beauty so true
that everyone dreams about and makes us whole.
There is no corner, in the world that your
love and beauty cannot fill
for if the world starts causing waves,
your beauty makes them lay still
poem by Timothy Honeycutt
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Hmph...People
Leave me alone.
'Okay,
I will.'
I'm not talking to you.
'I see.
Then...
Who ARE you talking to? '
No one in particular.
It has been a while since I've said it.
And it is refreshing to know,
You weren't offended at all.
I remember the days,
My saying that would upset you.
'Why should I feel offended?
Or upset.
I was hoping you weren't going to ask me,
Where I am going? '
What?
Where are you going?
'That's none of your business.
And I'm hoping that doesn't offend.
Now you can practice not getting upset.'
Upset?
Why should I get upset?
You're trying to get me upset.
And I'm not a child.
You can do whatever you want.
Who cares?
I don't.
Upset?
Why should I get upset?
You're trying to get me upset.
You can do whatever you want.
Who cares?
I don't.
And what are you laughing about?
'I was only teasing.
I'm not going anywhere.'
Oh yes you are!
You're going to leave me alone.
'Okay,
I will.'
People!
They will do anything to get on your nerves.
Upset?
As if I was that easily provoked!
Hmph...people!
'I heard that.'
Who cares!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Beauty today, Ugly tomorrow
Beauty and ugliness everywhere
Beauty in the eyes and mind of the admirer
Ugliness in the eyes and mind of the hater
Transformational reconstruction everywhere,
Driven by muscle and led by mind,
Tomorrow's eyes do not see the same as Yesterday's
Beauty today, ugly tomorrow
No guarantee beauty today will be beauty tomorrow
No guarantee ugliness today will be ugliness tomorrow
No guarantee structures standing today will be standing tomorrow
The world is beautiful by mankind
Man is forever in the chase of dirt
Today I live on my terms, tomorrow I watch and smile or cry
Today may look like tomorrow if wishes were horses
Tomorrow is uncertain
Everything in it is uncertain
Our wish ends in our hearts and minds
Our wish is castles in the air except today,
It is imaginary with no contract for reality
The brain is jelly in the minds of progeny
Our wish is noble in our minds,
Our wish is liquid in the minds of progeny
Today's life is dirt and gold like tomorrow it will be,
Today, tomorrow, yesterday, life is the same,
One purpose for living but different states, tastes and times,
Change is forever rolling by, spicing up states, tastes and times,
A turning wheel with no end
Milestones flashing past, no distance covered,
February 2012
Niki Nkuna
poem by Niki Nicholas Nkuna
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Slept Well
You slept well after all,
The bed had flexibility;
Boredom blurred the binding
With unconsciousness.
Answers slept after itself,
The sleep itself, like openings.
Your face beamed onwards
In new collisions of beauty.
Follow your mastery of magic
As you pass promises and sentences.
The dreams corrupt youth
Yet your old age represents
My love for food.
Supposed victims of your blood
Convict me with judging ugliness.
The sleep of eternity slays
My company and my resentment
Over the facts.
Your visitor is me as I can not live
Without learning loves and your dreams.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Of course God is endlessly multi-dimensional so every religion that exists on earth represents some face, some side of God.
quote by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
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Walking In My Footsteps
You're walking in my footsteps
From the tracks
That I have left.
You're walking in my footsteps
For now you see
My regrets.
For now you walk
With a limp
From your burdens
Your back is bent.
And you're walking in my footsteps
For now I see
That you're upset
You're walking the road
That I've walked before
The one I swore
I'd walk no more.
And you're walking in my footsteps
For now you see
The tracks I left
You're walking it so fast
Just like a run
Leaving the mud prints
Under the sun
That dries up
and turns to dirt
Which blows away
But stays the hurt.
And you're walking in my footsteps
From your burdens
That I have kept
I see the blood
That I have shed
Mixed with yours
Though it still is red.
And you're walking in my footsteps
For the footsteps now, are the same
With the same depth
From the same tears
From the same old troubles
From the same old fears.
And you're walking in your footsteps
For mine are gone
And yours are here.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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So for my studio purposes, I know that I'm in my studio with technicians who've done amazing things to my board and to my power amps and I know what I can deliver out of my studio.
quote by Billy Sherwood
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Bless Me With Those Eyes!
'A thing of beauty is a joy for ever'
Words of Keats one can forget never
What is beauty - beauty is where
One can enjoy here and there, every where!
Grecian urn a beautiful piece
Niagara falls a beautiful place
Silver streaks of water brings us peace
Hills and dales sure nature's grace!
Does beauty lie in the objects seen
Or lie in the eyes of the seer keen?
Beauty seen in the scorching Sun
Beauty felt in the biting cold
Beauty heard in the melody of birds
Beauty smelt in the fragrance of rose
Beauty tasted in the bitterness of neem
Beauty found sure in every mean(s) !
'Beauty is truth and truth beauty
That is all what ye know on earth
And what all ye need to know'
Words of Wisdom
From votary of beauty
And a devotee of Almighty!
Creator of noble beauty
Harbinger of peace and piety
Bless me with those eyes and mind
Beauty in ugliness that they can find!
Beauty of the mind and beauty of the soul
Sure makes one the wholesome whole!
poem by Subbaraman N V
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Everything Is Beautiful
Smile more often bro'
Laugh more all the time
'Cause laughter is the tonic
That brightens frowning faces
In the morning AND don't look down
Walk with long beautiful strides
Beauty is everything boy have you
Seen how beautiful the frog is
As she performs one stunning frog
Manuvre after another in the swimming
Pool to leave the males drooling
Beauty exists in everything
Everything exists in beauty and you
Don't have to see with the cunning of
The frog to appreciate this beautiful
Stunning world of yours to know that
You too are beautiful
poem by Ngaka Motaung
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You Put Something Better Inside Of Me
(rafferty/egan)
I can look out my window
Or stare at the wall
It really didnt matter
Na, I just didnt care at all
Could be sitting by the water
Counting every stone
But nothing means nothing
When your empty and on your own
Cause you put something better
Inside of me
You put something better
Inside of me
Makes me so much stronger
Im amazed at the change in me
Well I knew what I was doing
I was running away
Busy going nowhere
Just wasting the time of day
I was walking down the road
Kicking at the stones
Nothing means nothing
When your empty and on your own
Know why?
You put something better inside of me
Makes me so much stronger
Im amazed at the change in me
You put something better inside of me
Makes me so much stronger
Im amazed at the change in me
You made me so much stronger
Im amazed at the change in me
Take me home
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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You Put Something Better Inside Me
(Rafferty/Egan)
I can look out my window
Or stare at the wall
It really didn't matter
Na, I just didn't care at all
Could be sitting by the water
Counting every stone
But nothing means nothing
When your empty and on your own
Cause you put something better
Inside of me
You put something better
Inside of me
Makes me so much stronger
I'm amazed at the change in me
Well I knew what I was doing
I was running away
Busy going nowhere
Just wasting the time of day
I was walking down the road
Kicking at the stones
Nothing means nothing
When your empty and on your own
Know why?
You put something better inside of me
Makes me so much stronger
I'm amazed at the change in me
You put something better inside of me
Makes me so much stronger
I'm amazed at the change in me
You made me so much stronger
I'm amazed at the change in me
Take me home
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Sunset
Sand beneath my feet
Sky above my head
Looking for the sunset
The sunset I have left,
I am walking all alone
On the beaches sand
Walking by myself
With seashells in my hand,
Looking for the sunset
the sunsets which are spoke
The one that lover’s kiss to
The one, poets have wrote.
Walking arm in arm
With a different thought
Searching for the sunset
The beauty, many have sought,
I am walking all alone
With the sky above my head
Still looking for the beauty
The sunset I have left,
For many have told me
Many have also explained
There is nothing like the sunset
Or the summer’s rain,
I am walking all by myself
From my cloudy life
Looking for the wonder
The beauty after night.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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God is beauty
The beauty of a lady
Spreading love on Internet
The beauty of the first kiss
On the corner of a dark room
The beauty of a crow
Pecking the food into grasses
The beauty of the skins
The beauty of the smile
Of a pretty girl
The beauty of the morning light
The beauty of a queer feeling
Under the shadow of a tree
The beauty of the sparrows
Bathing in the pond
The beauty of the unknowns
The beauty of forgiveness
The beauty of solitude
At a goodbye party
The beauty of a sinking heart
Driving on a steep road
The beauty of a lady
Walking alone
In the park
The beauty of the laughter of a child
The beauty of being loved
The beauty of the pat unexpected
On our shoulder
Saying I am here beside you
The beauty of making love
Early in the morning!
The beauty of the beauty
The beauty of God
The beauty of Jesus
The beauty of Zoroaster
The beauty of Buddha
The beauty of myths
The beauty of goddess
The beauty of you and I!
poem by Framarz Bagheri
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