- Wabi is about recognizing beauty in humble simplicity. ~detach from the vanity of materialism so we can experience spiritual richness instead~
- Sabi is concerned with the passage of time, the way all things grow, age, and decay, and how it manifests itself beautifully in objects.
Together, these two create the philosopical approach-
Accept what is, stay in the present moment, and appreciate the simple, transient stages of life.
i once saw a face, it was so beautiful, it began to drown my soul, quicker as she stood in leather lace, and time began to unfold, I could hear the melody starting to pull, so i grasped her mystical flow, towards the heart, which began to beat, did not know her, nor knew where to start, when or how could we meet, deep started to call on deep, and in my heart and soul began for her to weep, i need an explanation, for such a moment, but as soon as i was told, i found out she was heaven sent! I can't understand the concept, emotions in a rage, but why writing tears on this last page, she may not understand and she may not care, but truly she is more than the crystal clear, morning of fog and light, truly god sent beauty to my sight, for this is the day i met grace, and yes she stood in leather lace!
•His encyclopaedic knowledge and his lively presentation of subjects, as dry as astronomy, made him a celebrated figure. His treatise such as Pancha Siddhantika (Five Principles), Brihatsamhita (Master Collection), Brahjataka(Astrological work) have put him on as high a pedestal in Astrology as Kautilya’s in Political philosophy, Manu’s in Law or Panini’s in Grammar.
a few unwanted words
meant more then pain itself
we were falling all together
thought talking might help
i guess i was wrong
it only made it worst
the tears finally came
and we both just burst
a couple days that were unbearable
thought - how could i go on
those few hours we hadn't spoke
seemed like way to long
just when i thought we were over
that we'd finally reached the end
we both thought it over
and we still were best of friends
you promised no more fading
i promised to put you as one
but as a week or two went past
the hiding from each other again begun
you don't tell me anything
all i ever hear are those three words
as though everything will be okay
as long as they are heard
i don't tell you either
fear it won't be kept safe
that something else will begin
and all the love will turn to hate
i want to know whats wrong
just tell me and prove yourself true
and i promise if there's anything i need
i will always turn to you
no more hiding anything
no more creating pain
always there for each other
to keep each other sane
always will i love you
i never want to see you fade
just as long as you promise
never to throw what we have away
not over some guy
or something you think is love
because together thats what we have
thats what our friendships' of
you were the one who was there before
the greatest friend in the world
i love you always and forever
always ~ your baby girl
~*)()(baby girl)()(*~
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https://t.co/Nbh6pAdzNRWhy did I do this,
Why did I lie,
Why did I chose that I wanted to die?
I picked up that knife,
And slit up and down,
The blood rushing out,
my life ending fast was a definite doubt,
I swallowed those pills,
I knew the many people that kills,
The taste sour in my mouth,
My breath now was going south,
Slower and slower I began to breath,
Why did he have to leave,
I lay on the floor,
Trying to reach the door,
My screams no one heard,
Not even a single word,
I begged to God,
Don't let me do this,
Don't let me die,
Then for no reason,
I began to wonder why,
I remembered his face,
Oh I want to leave this place,
I crawled out the door,
Blood rushing out more and more,
The trail followed me into the kitchen,
I opened a drawer,
Then everything I used to fear,
Became so clear,
As I held that gun to my head,
I knew in a minute Id be dead,
BOOM...
Standing over my body I began to realize,
That Im not the only person people will try to victimize,
Why did I do this,
Why did I lie,
Why did I chose,
That I wanted to die?
, genre: religious painting, style: Expressionism, completition: 1993.
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18th century Paris served as a place for intellectual discourse where philosophes birthed the Age of Enlightenment. Paris earned the nickname "the City of Light."
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, genre: religious painting, style: Cubism, tags: Christianity, saints-and-apostles, lions, St.
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I can feel it slipping away-
the love we once shared.
Maybe it was just a dream
or an illusion to make myself
happy
Maybe you really hate me-
maybe you were just being polite.
So much crap-
no more
all gone
Intense emotion faded....
into the abyss.
Soul mates,
gone.
All eyes on me-never end
walking
slowly
away.