I think a painting should include more experience than simply intended statement.
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If I Dreamed
If I dreamed a dream
To top all others
It would include
Peace among brothers
If I dreamed a dream
That would last forever
It would include
Success in each endeavor
If I dreamed a dream
Of unfaltering love
It would include
The sunshine from above
If I dreamed a dream
Of never growing old
It would include
A kind heart of gold
If I dreamed a dream
Of laugher and wit
It would include
Sides that never split
If I dream a dream
Of my choosing
It would include
The hair I am losing
7/21/09
poem by Theresa Ann Moore

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Obedient To Subservience
Obedient to subservience,
Was not intended for all to experience...
To enslave with materialistic wishes dreamed.
A subservience inflicted had been intended to restrict,
Those teased although strickly limited.
And yet today,
The ones who stood in the way to delay and prevent...
Opportunities meant for everyone,
To taste...
Have been from them taken away.
Obedient to subservience,
Was not intended for all to experience...
To enslave with materialistic wishes dreamed.
But those who insisted to exclusively greed,
Have discovered they regret such a selfish need to feed.
Obedient to subservience,
Has come to open the eyes of those self serving...
With an overwhelming permanance,
That exposes a blindness hindsight can not remove.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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A Perfect Painting
Perfect painting
An azure, sinless sky
a whisper of white clouds
and a yellow sun.
The canvas was big
but the painter got bored
walked home.
It rained in the night
canvas, dark and ominous
the artist was contented.
Painting, just the way
it was intended,
but he didn´t bother to sign it.
poem by Oskar Hansen

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It's a big flash of all these things and whatever you take out of that statement's one statement, one mind, one statement, one act, one show, and all the songs are one.
quote by Alice Cooper

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Radio Active
Groves of Pomegranate with implants,
Of Lilac scents.
Fill the air misted with Cinnamon,
And Lavender fragrances.
Hinted with Lime and Lemon twists.
And all which isn't accepted,
Is kept restricted with barriers that fence.
Ensuring a way of life projected,
Is radio active to incense.
A constitutional decree,
Will never be amended.
To include elements...
Threatening this exclusivity meant.
Since laws implemented were never intended,
For a reception of all to come dressed to the ball.
'And let's make clear this interpretation we are racists.
We are protectors of rights we defend.
We accept other races,
Like us...
To stay in their place.
That they were eliminated is not our mistake.
We do as we please!
And that is not about race.
If they happen to see that another way...
We say, Hey...
Too bad.
Get over it.
That's the breaks! '
A constitutional decree,
Will never be amended.
To include elements...
Threatening this exclusivity meant.
Since laws implemented were never intended,
For a reception of all to come dressed to the ball.
~Now there is a virus that spreads from horses to dogs! ~
WHAT are you talking about now?
~I just wanted to change the subject.
'They' are calling that one H3 'something'...~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Intimate Since We Met
Intimate since we met.
With no mention of it intended.
And feeling free not to defend it,
To experience this without regret.
It was as if this was meant to be.
A meeting of coincidence...
That began for us so innocent.
And intimate since we met.
A magnetic attraction we cemented.
First with our eyes,
Then to our surprise we kissed.
Feeling that tingle between us,
With a need to be together...
To explore more of it!
And we have been intimate,
Since we met.
With no mention of it intended.
And feeling free not to defend it!
To experience this without regret.
So blessed we are,
To share this added spice.
That increases in our happiness,
Each of us knew.
But did not expect...
Could reach and climb to further heights.
None that we dreamed of.
Or planned to invite.
Intimate since we met.
With no mention of it intended.
And feeling free not to defend it,
To experience this without regret.
It was as if this was meant to be.
A meeting of coincidence...
That began for us so innocent.
And did not expect...
When we met,
Could reach and climb to further heights.
Further with no intention...
To be this intimate,
Like this intimacy we have is meant.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Not Let Time Be Wasted
I intended to,
But I didn't...
Finish what I started yesterday.
I intended to,
But I didn't...
Promise myself I would stop procrastinating.
And...
I was almost there,
Until an excuse got in my way.
I intended to,
But I didn't...
Take that walk,
So to others I could say...
What it is 'they' should do,
To not let time be wasted...
With a getting nothing done,
If something to do was intended.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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The Bible shows the clear statement of God's purposes concerning the earth, and man once made its prince. Its opening chapters show that it was intended for man's instruction.
quote by Joseph Franklin Rutherford

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In my experience a painting is not made with colors and paint at all. I don't know what a painting is; who knows what sets off even the desire to paint?
quote by Philip Guston

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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LVIII: Intention
Can I ugly cry like that when it intended to be lie
Can I easily talk like that when it intended to be lie
Can I bark mad like that when it intended to be lie
Or will I set my poker face to smooth my intention to lie?
poem by Maria Sudibyo

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untitled abstract painting of Custer's Last Stand
Untitled abstract painting of Custer’s last stand
an abstract painting of custer’s last stand
Hangs in the Montana Museum of Modern Art
A fish with a halo and many Indians mating
And no name tag makes this painting, stand apart
Montanans know the title of this portrait
Although no name tag is shown
Yet, as the gaze falls upon it
the title is intuitively known,
the last words that were spoken
from this famous man’s mouth
As the battle of the Big horn
Began to go south
Oddly enough, as in the painting
his last words were not prayer
Though the words; “copulation and Indians, “
“Fish And Holy, “ were there.
The title of the painting and Custer’s last words
Weren’t from Romans or Corinthians.
They were simply “Holy Mackerel
Look at all the F#@*in’ Indians
poem by David Whalen

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The key of my inspiration…! ! ! !
I am just like a robot,
Whose key is inspiration?
From every good creation,
With always a new abbreviation,
And personification,
It should be a magical animation,
This becomes my key of animation,
It may or may mat include and force or friction,
But it include the right way and direction,
The person should have observation,
And also do correction,
It may include the process of addition,
Or I would directly find the way to elimination,
But this will give me new ray to my pat ion,
And always suggest me the right solution,
That will become the key of my inspiration.
poem by Simran Arora

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Painting The Walls
painting the walls,
rolling over handprints,
cobwebs, and smoke stains....
over splashes of color,
over peels of time.
painting over the sounds
of voices whispering, laughing....
painting over tears hidden
from the world, from each other.
painting over running, and working,
working all day and half the night.
painting over children, and dreams,
folded like old clothes, and put away.
painting over notes from God,
that were often barely noticed...
painting over the nail that held
up the clock, hands moving slowly,
turning the seasons of living....
painting over the final words,
the last breath held in the hands,
of lives written in the grain....
the testimony of each feeling....
painting the walls,
and brushing the corners,
as if we never lived!
poem by Eric Cockrell

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Stress less society
Freedom to speak must include
Freedom not to speak.
Freedom to love must include
Freedom to ignore.
Freedom to marry must include
Freedom to divorce.
Freedom to go to either pole,
Or both the poles or in between.
Then only could the humanity
Live in a society without stress.
16.04.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Every dogma, every philosophic or theological creed, was at its inception a statement in terms of the intellect of a certain inner experience.
quote by Felix Adler

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I always work out of uncertainty but when a painting's finished it becomes a fixed idea, apparently a final statement. In time though, uncertainty returns... your thought process goes on.
quote by Georg Baselitz

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The immediacy of mystic experience simply means that we know God just as we know other objects. God is not a mathematical entity or a system of concepts mutually related to one another and having no reference to experience.
quote by Muhammad Iqbal

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No statement about God is simply, literally true. God is far more than can be measured, described, defined in ordinary language, or pinned down to any particular happening.
quote by David Edward Jenkins

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Urceus Exit
Triolet
I INTENDED an Ode,
And it turn'd to a Sonnet
It began a la mode,
I intended an Ode;
But Rose cross'd the road
In her latest new bonnet;
I intended an Ode;
And it turn'd to a Sonnet.
poem by Henry Austin Dobson

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Include Me Out
Re-arranging the atoms in my hairdo
Gets me thinking bout
Good times I had with you
Back in the sixties when love was free
Never need to worry bout my g.c.e.
Dying of boredom in your plastic home
Pretty the pictures, work to the bone
Dont be depressed,
You can just pick up the phone
But it wont answer cos
Theres no-one home
Count your possessions out one by one
Include your lovers, include the one
You threw away in nineteen sixty three
Include me out, dont label me
song performed by by Young Marble Giants

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