The soldier and the artist.I have left the life of what I have self-titled, the soldier's life.
I have left many.
I have gained little.
But the piano plays on. Each key, madly praying to be hit by the index, by the ring, by the middle, or the end. Like an act of sexual betrayal, the piano and the hand spew out music like a dirty orgy. I cannot stop the piano.
I am either a soldier, or I am an artist. I cannot be both. My body is designed to be a soldier, and my mind that of an artist. Until I am prepared to face one or the other, I will remain this dichotomous, depressed separated man of slowly depleting fortune.
I ask for no responses, no sympathies, no recognition. I write because I am stopped if I do not. And until the piano stops playing, the madness that now consumes me, must go on. It must.
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~M
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When i die place
¤ Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome. ¤
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My world is always ending, no matter what,
and I've little reason to not want it to end.
However, a woman... a certain woman slows down that ending...
and gives it reason.
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traditional art~kirke88
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Finding beauty in dissonance.
CLICK HERE TO FIND YOURS
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Finding beauty in dissonance.
the idea is i am collating loads of peoples interpretations of a certain 4 words, including my own.
then i will make a huge journal/blog with all the pieces, so that people can see how different and amazing everybody's take on life is.
your interpretation can be a drawing, a painting, some typography, photography, a poem, or even a story, it can manifest any form you wish.
please send me your final interpreations, it would be most obliged, obviously you have the right to all your work lol, i just want to collect and show people how much individuality there is out there.
just send the link to your deviation for the project to me
the 4 words are:
bumblebee, lady, opening, and key.
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Click here for Happiness [link]
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