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9 months ago
We’re all junks that needs some fixing from the inside out.
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Notes: 1 / 10 months ago
The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.
~Edmund Burke
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Notes: 4 / 10 months ago from jrcanest"
…you whom I took from the ends of the earth,
and called from its farthest corners,
saying to you, “You are my servant,
I have chosen you and not cast you off”;
fear not, for I am with you;
be not dismayed, for I am your God;
I will strengthen you, I will help you,
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.Behold, all who are incensed against you
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shall be put to shame and confounded;
those who strive against you
shall be as nothing and shall perish.
You shall seek those who contend with you,
but you shall not find them;
those who war against you
shall be as nothing at all.
For I, the LORD your God,
hold your right hand;
it is I who say to you, ‘Fear not,
I am the one who helps you.’- Isaiah 41: 9-13 (via jrcanest) -
Notes: 10 / 10 months ago
I sound good, I smell good, and I look good. Just when you think you’ve had enough of me, I draw you back in.
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Notes: 1 / 11 months ago
Habits? They’ll take the best of you.
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Notes: 1 / 11 months ago
Had any thoughts of thanking lately?
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Notes: 1 / 11 months ago
I, am an artist
creating beauty from pain of heart
to the Glory of God.
This gift is divine and
I’d rather die than sell
my soul to critics.
In need of no professional
to tell me I’m broken.
I know it
believe it and see invisible things.
These visions are not hoaxes
but reflections of me.
My creations become cages
for these ghosts in hopes
to prove myself sane.
It never works
but the voices in my head
assure me I’m not crazed.
Dismissing the disdain of the masses
I offer my masterpiece solely to my Master.
Seeking no approval or
applause, my art stands
naked and unashamed
of it’s flaws knowing
they are one and the
same with it’s strengths.
People gawk at
my provocative display.
Blushing yet delighted
as whispers turn
to praise,
grateful that I
have felt their pain and
painted their feelings.
“Finally, someone said
what we were all thinking.”
And now they’re all saying that
I, am an artist,
and they are connoisseurs
of my work.
What I once did for free is
now worth more than myself.
And I can’t help but believe
what everyone tells me
I, am amazing.
And starving to death.
Their compliments
became my bread
and I don’t know if
I’ll live through this famine.
So now I’m determined
to prove that I am no fluke.
In competition with my own
skill and I’ve never faced a
more strong willed opponent
than me. But the tragedy in
warring against oneself means
every victory is also defeat.
It seems I have lost,
my way.
Forgot why I create
in the first place
Forgot not to care about
what they say or
how much they pay.
And nowadays it doesn’t
matter how much I pray,
the heavens remain
silent.
And
I, am alone.
So I return to the only thing I know.
I, am an artist
creating beauty from pain of heart
to the Glory of God.————————————————-
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11 months ago
Keep it coming!
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Notes: 1 / 1 year ago
How are you going to make it better?
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1 year ago
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