Art does not reproduce the visible; rather, it makes visible.
Paul Klee in Creative Credo (1920)
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Behind Every Gross Appearance Has Invisible Subtle!
Isn't it true
neither moon nor universe, not
even I or you are visible without the
invisible in us.
Visible all are, only because of
that more invisible in us! Behind every visible gross
appearance, there is more
invisible subtle appearance,
When we look at the picture,
We usually forget the canvas,
When watching a TV program, usually we can't see how
invisible electrons produce the
image.
I cannot see my own face,
just as God hides his face to us...
Therefore, could it be that we
have one and the same face?
our face is one of His face,
Yet as he can look at his other
faces using one that he can't see,
We are looking at our other faces
using this one, That we can't see,
This is the truth that The God
uses this face to look at other
faces! Yet we visible to that invisible,
And we are visible only due to
that invisible ground on which
whole world play,
World itself is visible face of that
invisible face, Every life become visible only
because of that who hides is face
behind beauty and ugly faces
alike!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Full Of Life, Now
FULL of life, now, compact, visible,
I, forty years old the Eighty-third Year of The States,
To one a century hence, or any number of centuries hence,
To you, yet unborn, these, seeking you.
When you read these, I, that was visible, am become invisible;
Now it is you, compact, visible, realizing my poems, seeking me;
Fancying how happy you were, if I could be with you, and become your
comrade;
Be it as if I were with you. (Be not too certain but I am now with
you.)
poem by Walt Whitman
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Visible Faith is an expression of my Christian faith which must be visible to be real! I gave the name to the collection of musicians who worked with me on the record.
quote by Ken Hensley
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The Most Visible Mask
you have loved the most visible mask i have
my face
everyday, this face, tomorrow this face, yesterday
this face
you are proud of my nose, and you tell all your friends about
it
aquiline, conquest of a nose, occupying almost all parts
of your territory
not even the hands but this face
the mouth that eats you
the eyes that close when
i kiss you
the tongue that maps out
what has to be found when lost
this face, the most visible mask
inside
is the real face, the face of my mind
it is thinking something else
all these years
the invisible mask is silent
tomorrow shall be the scorn
you must bear it,
you are fond of the most visible
though not really enduring.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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All there is to thinking is seeing something noticeable, which makes you see something you weren't noticing, which makes you see something that isn't even visible.
quote by Leo Strauss
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Rays of the Sun
The rays of the sun is glowing right in front of my eyes. Few moments ago the sky was pitch dark and now all of a sudden I can see the sky clearing up. The clowds are paving their way towards brightness. Beauty of the sun is visible so clearly as it is round and so bright. Nothing is to fear since fear has cleared its way. Bright is life, beauty is visible so clearly. I have to face everything by displaying courage, even when darkness seems to be covering my destiny. Have to be strong and happy.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Sleeping Beauty
delusional
i believe i could cure it all for you dear
coax or trick or drive or
drag the demons from you
make it right for you sleeping beauty
truly thought i could heal you
far beyond a visible sign of your awakening
failing miserably to rescue sleeping beauty
truly thought i couuld make it right
if i kissed you one more time to
help you face the nightmare
but you're far too poison for me
such a fool to think that i could wake you from your slumber
that i could actually heal you
sleeping beauty
poisoned and hopeless
far beyond a visible sign of your awakening
failing miserably to find a way to comfort you
far beyond a visible sign of your awakening
hiding from some poisened memory
poisened and hopeless
sleeping beauty
song performed by by A Perfect Circle from Mer De Noms
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Upon leaving arvisu house
the last message of Tony was this:
you have finally seen the light
we who remain here are still
groping in darkness
it is hard to understand what Tony
really meant by that
years passed,15 years more
Tony became a Jesuit Priest
then we met in Zamboanga and
we talked we avoided this thing
about light, we have nothing to
say about it, he said 'You are fat'
i have nothing to say much
i hid the light inside my fists
Tony is correct in this world where
we live, it is a big circle and he
hints about something, it is light
there is no visible end and there
is no visible beginning we only
inhabit we fail always to explain
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love And Beauty: III: To A Fair Woman, Unsatisfied With Woman's Work
If Beauty is a name for visible Love,
And Love for Beauty in the conscious soul,
Which when commoving to its highest whole,
Or making that whole part of wholes above
Itself, feels, like an eye, that it doth move,
But cannot see the motion visible
To others and in others; if the sole
Difference is ours who see the spirit a dove,
Or feel the dove a spirit; and if in
All worlds Love, Love, as song and text allege,
Sums the full good of life, who shall not bow
To Beauty? Thou, born in her shrine, if thou
Shouldst dare profane her, what would be thy sin?
The sacrilegious priest does more than sacrilege.
poem by Sydney Thompson Dobell
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Miracles
Maurice white, jon lind, eddie del barrio & mary dastigues
Lets put the day aside
Let peaceful thoughts arise
May your dreams be sweet tonight
With kisses on your cheek and wings upon your feet
Oh chase the moon across the sky, close your eyes
Say goodnight to the sky
And the fun, day is done
Say goodnight, sail away little one
I know heaven can feel youre not far away
Tomorrow brings another day
One more thing to say
Before you dream away
Let it be reality
For all not just for some
Miracles can show the world
A story filled with light
All the world is waiting for a miracle thats visible
But you can see it all through childrens eyes
My heart speaks out to say
Before I go away
Oh, bless the child asleep tonight
Let the people see
The children hold the key
The earth will turn, the sun will rise, in their eyes
Visualize a perfect place, perfect space in your mind
Visualize rainbows end, in golden skies
I know heaven can feel youre not far away
Let it be reality
For all not just for some
Miracles can show the world
A story filled with light
All the world is waiting for a miracle thats visible
But you can see it all through childrens eyes
Sing a song, a childrens song
And carry on the light
All the world is waiting for a miracle thats visible
But you can see it all through childrens eyes
Hear the song, the childrens song
Tomorrows golden light
All the world is waiting for a miracle thats visible
But you can see it all through childrens eyes
song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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Scars From A Childhood
Scars from a childhood, some visible, some not
One on my palm from a grill that was hot.
Punishment came from nothing I did.
Clenching my fist, it was something I hid.
Why world? I'm only a kid.
Scars that are hidden by clothes that I wear,
or some on my neck covered by hair.
These are excuses for frustrations at home.
They will stay with me wherever I roam.
Why world? I'm only a kid.
Never understanding just what I did do?
accepting the scars, each one as I grew,
fragmenting my mind so I could not forget
all of these scars that are still there yet.
Why world?
I was only a kid.
Some are visible. They can't be seen.
They live inside me. They're there when I dream.
Can things be different now that I've grown?
Or will they stay with me?
Are they all that I own?
Why world?
I was only a kid.
The kids in this world that are like me,
I wonder with fear what their fate will be?
The world can be cruel when you have no defense.
Where is the decency? Where is the sense?
Why world? They are only kids.
Those that have suffered all of these scars
should see the inflictors behind iron bars.
Until this is seen as a travesty
it will continue so no one will see.
Please world, please let them see.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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0140 André Agassi
Over the years, his business-like humility -
as if he's here to serve our sheer delight -
his human sweetness - rarely so visible
in the male of the species - and
that inner beauty that seems
to shine through human eyes -
they've just grown, so that
just seeing him makes me -
makes you? -
feel good about being human
and an artistic note: over the years,
especially with his pate so shaved,
his head is like a sculpture in itself -
more and more like some informal
Egyptian, Persian, work in baked and coloured clay
gazing over the centuries
as if to say
come win, come lose,
here is a man
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Nothing so visible than what you want to hide.
The cause is hidden; the effect is visible to all.
The cause is hidden. The effect is visible to all.
Make visible what, without you, might perhaps never have been seen.
quote by Robert Bresson
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We are more closely connected to the invisible than to the visible.
Syllable
See I am visible
See this is I
It is my syllable
See again I am able
And capable.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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A stone that is visible cannot destroy a hoe.
It Is Hard To Be Visible
too much light kills me
i could be some sort of a fungus
thriving beneath a cave
where the dripping of sorrow
the wetness of tears
makes me grow
it is hard to be visible to your light
and so here i am in the greyness of my season
in dampness of my existence
in the silence of my longing
i could have touched your skin
but i know what happens next
i know it
i am not ready to dissolve and be gone
forever.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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