Words are not enough.

A Youth's Perseption

LIFE, believe, is not a dream

So dark as sages say;

Oft a little morning rain

Foretells a pleasant day.

Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,

But these are transient all;

If the shower will make the roses bloom,

O why lament its fall?

-Emilie Bronte

(LIFE)

I Would Be A Buddhist If God Didn't Exist

All things appear and disappear because of the concurrence of causes and conditions. Nothing ever exists entirely alone; everything is in relation to everything else.
-Buddha

T.S. Eliot: The Name of My Car

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom
Remember us -- if at all -- not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.

A Twinkle in an Eye

I've decided to end the constant stream of depression that can be found in my photos, and share with you a photo I took that merely represents friendship and such happy thing.

Enjoy it while it lasts.

Seperation

God set them to govern the day and the night, and to separate light from darkness. And He saw that is was good.
-Genesis 1:17-18

Exploit #1

This picture is a rather complex one. It's one of my favorites because of it. It can be interpreted in so many ways, and make one feel so many things. The various comments I received in class were interesting and pretty different from person to person. One spoke about the road, and how depressing it seemed. Another one said the sky was so pretty. Someone else even mentioned that they felt it was incredibly patriotic, and it represented the joys and sorrows of American veterans. None of these opinions were wrong. They were true to the set individual.

What do I think?
I almost hate to say what I think of the picture. I like it when people aren't clouded by the "artist's" vision, and therefore can express themselves unbiasedly. I mean that's why Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds was ruined for almost an entire generation of young people.

However, I'll leave my tragic opinion behind and explain a few of my thoughts. Analytically, of course.

#1: The Road and The Sky: A Debate on Limitations
The road and the sky, to me at least, represent human limitation. The sky is so brilliantly blue, it sets the world is a vibrant motion and almost gives one hope of a brighter tomorrow. The whole "sky is the limit" motif. It fills one with false hope. But the road confines the spirit, for we must all the walk the road. We wish for the sky, but we can not leave our road. The road is what society has set in place for us, it shifts, it changes. But in the end we're all walking the road. We all are confined to the road. It is so set in stone, so blatantly dark. It is the clash of good and evil.

#2: Hopelessness of Humanity
Humanity is set in darkness. It's a road we can not leave. We create glorious things, and beautiful objects, but in the end they can only ever truly bring us anything but death. We reach for the good, we build monuments to the good, but in the end we're no closer to grasping the good then when we started. On our own, we're inescapably destined to walk the path of death and destruction.

#3: Glory of Gore
If you'll take notice the grass, the plants are so golden. It sends off a warm inviting feeling. Almost glorious. And yet those beautiful golden plants are dead. The deadness looks so perfect in the right light, but get a little closer and you'll see nothing but dead shrubs. The graves send off an almost dream like notion, almost as if they were painted. Fake, surreal. But take another look at those names. You'll see mothers, fathers, children. You'll see those who know all to well it's not surreal. Anything can be perceived a certain way, in certain light.

#4: In the Case of a Nation
Take all of the above into consideration and apply it to America. We're set on a course, but we're coming to a crossroads. What will we choose?

#5: Ignore My Thoughts
Those are just some of my thoughts. Please do not let mine dictate yours. Think freely, think differently, completely oppose me. That's the point of art. You don't have to agree with the "creator". Your opinion, it's a feeling, an expression of your inner soul. Art can touch a person on such a grand scale, but it's been completely destroyed by the need to agree with one person's opinion. Do not let your feelings be silenced by one person. Think free. Be free.