I know now that most people are so closely concerned with themselves that they are not aware of their own individuality, I can see myself, and it has helped me to say what I want to say in paint.
quote by Georgia O'Keeffe
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People who are tremendously concerned about their identification, their individuality, their self-expression, or their sense of humor, always seem to be missing the very things they pursue.
quote by Walter Lippmann
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There's so much mudslinging going on, and people get so turned off by that. It seems like neither party is aware of that. They're too concerned with blasting each other.
quote by Steve Chabot
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Fugitives Of Love
Some people fear love,
running away when it happens.
They fear they will lose their individuality,
if they hear a beckoning heart call.
So they run to a lonely life,
never knowing the joys to be found,
when someone falls in love with someone.
They miss the bells of heaven,
ringing out on their wedding day.
They miss out on the laugher,
of watching their children,
growing up and at play.
They miss out on so many things,
because they want their individuality,
and little realise that love,
wouldn’t take their individuality away.
poem by David Harris
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Keeping Of Such Statements Spared
The only concern I have,
Is keeping you aware...
That I 'am' concerned.
With the keeping of such statements spared.
If there is anything I've learned,
About being concerned.
It is better shown to produce the knowing,
When one is in the act of it.
Yes I care.
Do you dare to say I don't?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Paint Me Down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Im walking into studio
Consider strange appeal
Paint me in the home
Im brushing up on sketchbook
Designs for love unreal
Paint me in the home
Oil and skin youll need to buy it
Consider what I mean
She sinks beneath thr moving pictures
Prepare the brush for me
Im craving with this need
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Im soaking up the surface
Conceaiving new idea
Paint me in the home
Shes oiling up her subject
But all still life is here
Paint me in the home
All the boys with framed dimension
A cover up on lust
Hell take his pain and paint it over
Prepare the brush for me
Im craving with this need
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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In bourgeois society capital is independent and has individuality, while the living person is dependent and has no individuality.
A Legacy
Sometimes we meet someone
through a family member
and immediately there is an attraction,
not a physical one,
but something much deeper.
As time passes, friendship ensues
and the person teaches you things
that you will never forget.
They help you through the awkward years
from teenager to adulthood.
You mature beyond your years
without losing your individuality.
I know this is true as it happened to me.
There was no song and dance,
just two lonely people meeting,
taking a chance on friendship,
gathering memories as they went.
Then illness overtook the elder
and they had to move away.
The younger never got the chance
to say a goodbye.
A chance meeting years later
at a busy bus stop brought pain
with the acknowledgement
they would never meet again,
knowing he could never say
just how much she had meant to him,
how their friendship had enriched his life
and helped him grow
even as he grew older.
Her memory remained alive,
which helped him through the difficult times
to go on and survive.
God had taken her to his side,
the reason he did not know why,
but in her passing she left so much behind.
She helped too much to mention
so her kindness he could pass on.
A legacy we all want to leave
and hope we are that strong.
16 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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Paint Nothing
My wintertime came fast I gave you a drawing pad,
And then you told me,
You didn't like looking closely.
You don't like walking home,
You're not sure who you are,
And no-one knows about your scar.
But I told you to shut up once,
Because you're never there,
And you're too old to be scared.
Cause I've been in lots of these,
Bad, bad situations.
Paint nothing now.
Paint nothing now.
The summertime came fast you still had your drawing pad,
But you told me,
You couldn't see me correctly.
We don't like holding hands,
We don't like playing guitar,
And no-one knows about your scars.
But I've been in, lots of these,
Bad, bad situations.
And you never get out of this : Easily!
Cause I've been in lots of these,
Bad, bad situations.
Paint nothing now.
Paint nothing now.
Send me here send me there,
Repetitions in the air.
Send me here send me there,
Repetitions in the air
song performed by by Idlewild
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Like a Tornado
What am I going to accomplish
that will make people think
that I was a good person
How can I justify this
I would like to be remembered as
a good person
but sometimes that is impossible
Sometimes you have hurt more people
than you have helped
I believe that I have helped more people
but sometimes people take things
the wrong way
They can often twist your words like a tornado
which essentially has the same effect
It is destructive and all together
unneeded
But I can't change the way people think
I can only except it
poem by Cokbod Lodwogo
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SUICIDE (remix)
Suicide is deadly,
so don't flirt with it
Suicide is sneaky,
so be careful
Suicide and death are closely related,
so be careful which one you chose
Suicidemay help you,
but destroy others
Suicide can kill
but not as bad as the lies
Suicide is my best friend
that I can no longer hide
Suicide goes good with the blade,
and the blade goes with my wrist
Suicide helped me
it helped me die
poem by Sarah matthews
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Unending Life
People often consider life after life.
Maybe because they think there was no life before life
Or maybe they don't care about the life before life.
Yet if there were life before life, it's quite logical
There must be life after life;
If we were here before we were born,
We will be here after we are dead,
But if there was no individuality before,
Why would it exist afterwards?
It seems that this problem is not one of life
Or death, but an issue of ego
Which doesn't accept disappearance
Of individuality in the sea or the disappearance
Of unending life, of all in all.
poem by Dejan Stojanovic
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The demands are related to their questing of the best possible out of the people concerned. It's this going for the highest possible factor that I'm very concerned about.
quote by Peter Maxwell Davies
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I am concerned about the whole man. I am concerned about what the people, using their government as an instrument and a tool, can do toward building the whole man, which will mean a better society and a better world.
quote by Lyndon B. Johnson
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Paint my eyes in flowers
paint my hands in dragons
paint my back in windings
paint my arms in lightening
paint my neck in anks
my forehead intricate lines
paint my shoulder butterflies
paint my heart in henna
in henna of red in henna of black
body paint my heart
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Humanity's Home
When its hard to repair you have to be aware
Your deeds will make a change
so think a lot
And use the both
Your heart and your brain
Do your best
To make this world a better place
Don't forget that this world is not your own
Here's all humanity's home
There can be differences between your and your neighbor's thoughts
Your not living here alone
Therefore you've to be concerned
For your responsibity against all
So step back my fellow man and take a deep breath
Before taking a step look to the sky and try to see the beautiful face of God
And be aware don't forget that your wrongs can be your neighbors best thought
No one will survive to the end of the world
We all are travelers here
Today we are here
Tomorrow already is unseen,
so be aware of your deeds
Some can destroy some can build
Some cannot be rebuilt.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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As far as I am concerned the paint is the person. I want it to work for me just as flesh does.
quote by Lucian Freud
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I used to paint landscapes without any people in them but now I paint people who happen to be in a particular place. They might be outside a pub, or on a beach or in a studio. They might have clothes on or they might not.
quote by Peter Wright
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As They Prepare And Await
As they prepare and await to have a confrontation,
Those who have been aware of this...
Have paid them no attention.
None that threatens,
Other motivated intentions.
So they continue to pretend,
Not to notice them.
And since there is a higher consciousness involved,
Those wishing to dissolve their hidden insecurities...
Prove they are clueless,
As to what they should do next...
To further undermine themselves with an undressing,
Of their immaturity and limitations they can not leave.
At least to keep protected from an obviousness.
'What are they doing over there? '
~The obvious.~
'But shouldn't 'they' be aware of it? '
~Yes.
They should.
But apparently not from our point of view.~
'I have an idea.'
~What is it? ~
'Let's pretend with hints we are concerned.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Paint body art beautiful
her majesty the hand
with nail graffiti polish
pain in henna red
paint in henna black
paint paint my heart
paint body art faithful
faithful to the strokes
paint in strokes divine
paint in strokes of red
paint in strokes of black
paint paint my heart
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Genuine Knowledge Seeker
there are two types of people
when it comes to knowledge
the egoists who are more
concerned with what they know
and the genuine knowledge seeker
who is more concerned with
what they dont know
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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