Burn's Lake, NH
Burn’s Lake, NH

 

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“Some pay strict attention.  Others, only as it pertains to them.  The difference between the two…sometimes, pastel, sometimes, decadent, other times…subtle.

Through the abuse, I learned to treasure the arts…it had been my head’s start.  The pose, the poetry, the watered down doorways.  The joy I found with some.  Those who will even leave it up to self interrogation.

And, a few scratch my soul…remain nails to a chalkboard.

As attendees, only slow prods are what we need.  Hence, by design, another group flourishes…and, yet, another sect begins to believe.

Black and white and scary, have always been my most intimate.  And, yes, there are more prolific ways to share my personal tastes…more basic…more platonic.

Architects, funding basic instincts.  Providing us all with a common link.  Keeping raw humanity…in sync”

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“Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotion know what it means to want to escape from these.”

-Picasso

 

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