Wednesday, November 29, 2006
I sense your need
to dismount the steed.
Visions of the sea
back to humanity
from a cave seen is a mass
a sight of steel and glass
Where is the bird?
Have you set him free?
To search, for the spirit
A painting not quite done!
Sunday, November 26, 2006
A glorious day,
a sword, removed from my back
The one I love calls,
The one I love calls,
the light comes thru a crack.
light warm and bright healing wounds, of knight.
dreams flowing full of nightmares, lifes evil might.
Then a wind to blow away, to present a lovely day!
light warm and bright healing wounds, of knight.
dreams flowing full of nightmares, lifes evil might.
Then a wind to blow away, to present a lovely day!
At night
Said the Knight
I stare at the dark void against the quiet starsI am into a complete peacefulnessand
I stare at the dark void against the quiet starsI am into a complete peacefulnessand
my thoughts are of you
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Sitting on a class
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
stuck in the works
face after anger
We Are Blind
Nothing new
the sea is blue
the land is brown
Grey is the town
Green is the tree
what colors are
we?
We do not see!
We do not see!
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
The Battle of the light and the darkness
A comment to this thinkers bakes
I believe there are always confrontation with two forces within and without . Theses forces test the existence of everything living and none living
Our emotions are part of this system of the light and dark side of nature.
We grow and kill, we build and destroy we live and we die all based on this cycle.
Then we dare to question it so we can escape the inevitable.
Your painting express this ,
Our emotions are part of this system of the light and dark side of nature.
We grow and kill, we build and destroy we live and we die all based on this cycle.
Then we dare to question it so we can escape the inevitable.
Your painting express this ,
Saturday, November 18, 2006
The last few
My pictures reflect the emotions that I feel. I have been monitiring a class at City Coledge of Allird Helth.
While the students take blood from eah other
Sweety Pie
Friday, November 17, 2006
About My Paintimgs
What do you realy see?
Is it set in a lake or sea?
An anamile, vegtable or things?
Does it fly with wings and sings?
Is it a breed of a race with a smiling face?
Or an alien race from outer space?
No not any of these,
flowing like a breeze
It ls me
Ppainting
my minds eye.
Up before dawn, my body awakes
Awake! See the light, recall lifes flight.
It is a day to fight, fears of crazy delight.
The sounds heard, tell the worlds all right.
Look! At all the Junk, To cover this Monk.
This must be scattered, not laying tattered.
Will systems used, lists, plans be confused.
Run around the heaps, Amused time reaps
The knight is at the door, Back from the war
You muxt gain will! For fates coming bill.
LLOYD
Awake! See the light, recall lifes flight.
It is a day to fight, fears of crazy delight.
The sounds heard, tell the worlds all right.
Look! At all the Junk, To cover this Monk.
This must be scattered, not laying tattered.
Will systems used, lists, plans be confused.
Run around the heaps, Amused time reaps
The knight is at the door, Back from the war
You muxt gain will! For fates coming bill.
LLOYD
Thursday, November 16, 2006
cRISS CROSS
LOST BUTTERFLY
UNFINISHED
a USE OF CREATIVE POWER..................a PRODUCT OF MY MIND
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
.
why cant we see
our folly?
peeimg in the water we drink
Also makeing the air stink
kilingl all other life
feeding famins strife
we shape it for a few of us
a place of no fuss
but it will bite us in the end
The Earth willl not anyones friend
Inspired by.....
pictures and a knowledgeable discussions
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IS thia iur destiny?
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Visions of Self
One Must reach out for LOVE
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
The witch of winter flies over the land,
While simmer makes a lonesome stand.
She and her magic horn.
Blow in the cold storms.
Summer yields its feast
To the cold winter beast
When summer will return,
the beast will burn
The cities stand It all ,
Waiting for another Fall.
What makes it all Ryme,
Is the passage of time.
While simmer makes a lonesome stand.
She and her magic horn.
Blow in the cold storms.
Summer yields its feast
To the cold winter beast
When summer will return,
the beast will burn
The cities stand It all ,
Waiting for another Fall.
What makes it all Ryme,
Is the passage of time.
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Be not out and down!
Don’t wear a nasty frown!
Covering as a circus clown.
Make life a good deal!
Be true and make it real!
So you my Deary,!!
Be cheery!!
Don’t wear a nasty frown!
Covering as a circus clown.
Make life a good deal!
Be true and make it real!
So you my Deary,!!
Be cheery!!
I will try to do.
What I can do.
You try to do.
What U can do.
What is left to do.
bolth we will do.
What I can do.
You try to do.
What U can do.
What is left to do.
bolth we will do.
Monday, November 06, 2006
RFID and 1984
Will widespread use of Radio Frequency Identification devices mark the beginning of world slavery? Read more...
The Artist
Pain makes or breaks selfit
IT is creations way to cause us to act
to save ourselves
It is a warmig.
we must be also sensitive to peain
thst surrounds us
For this too is a warning
That the world is bigger then self!
This thoght was inpired by reading and by you seeing
