green pine trees covered with white clouds
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, genre: portrait, style: Baroque, location: Russian Federation, gallery name: Russian Museum, Saint Petersburg, Russia, tags: male-portraits, famous-people, Peter-the-Great.
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a woman with red makeup holding a stethoscope
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How ‘The Disintegration Loops’ Saved William Basinski’s Life
The composer’s ambient masterwork, created from disintegrating magnetic tape, became synonymous with 9/11.
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But here's the hard truth that we all need to hear: there's nothing special about your demons. Carl doesn't just visit me. He visits millions of people around the world every day. And while this might hurt my ego a little bit (damn you, Carl, I felt so special with you), that realization that I'm not" target="_blank" class="inline-link">https://markmanson.net/bei... as special as I thought is damn liberating.
, genre: symbolic painting, style: Cubism, gallery name: Staatsgalerie Stuttgart, Stuttgart, Germany, tags: allegories-and-symbols, City, Pastors, completition: 1918.
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, genre: figurative, style: Abstract Expressionism, gallery name: Museum of Modern Art (MoMA), New York City, NY, US, completition: 1945.
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15 years old and trying to get,
How to grow up,
Without throwing a fit,
My classes are hard,
I feel so scared,
Having to do homework, chores, and more,
But wanting to watch cartoons like I did before,
Needing some comfort,
While standing up tall,
And just praying not to fall,
I'm not grown up yet,
But sometimes, that I forget,
Having to act responsible,
Yet feeling so reckless,
Confused and worried,
Confident and secure,
Trying to grow up,
Yet trying to be pure.
I never imagined my darkest hour
to be this dark
I'm consumed in this hole
connecting my heart with my mind
combining the eyes of Horus
searching for the reason
my days are so drab
