Never Broken

My heart is in your hands. What will you do with it?
I give it freely; I've not had it broken before.
I may not deserve it, but I hope we end together.
We may not make it, but we have to try, right?
How could we sacrifice what we have, something so beautiful.
These are the things dreams are made of, that which we have,
Things sometimes never achieved.
We have.

You tell me you're mine, if I ever want you.
How could you even doubt it?
I never have.

You say you're independent - so am I.
You don't want to be tied down too early.
I'll help you fly.

You say you don't want to spend eternity without me.
What kind of God would do that to us?
Not any God of mine.

Time wasted on meaningless pastimes, without you.
So many things I want you to see, to be with me through.
I can't wait for the day I never leave you, together.
The day we become one, in God's eyes, forever.

Love does not begin to say it all.

All Alone

All alone
By Charles Marks

Sitting all alone, Thinking of you
Praying and hoping you get better
Wishing I could be there too help u feel better                
Thinking of you all day and night
Wishing i was there too help u feel Better
But You were Unsure about that
What can I do too show your Parents I am Not a bad guy
That I am only a guy with huge heart looking after you
You Know that
So what can we do too show that too them
I’m running out of Ideals
I hate seeing you being ill
It's not fun, Plus I can't see you
So get better Hun
Love ya your Hun Charles

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I am part of the Infinite Soul.

• Our poor people, these downtrodden masses of India, therefore, require to hear and to know what they really are.
• Ay, let every man and woman and child, without respect of caste or birth, weakness or strength, hear and learn that behind the strong and the weak, behind the high and the low, behind every one, there is that Infinite Soul, assuring the infinite possibility and the infinite capacity of all to become great and good.
• Let us proclaim to every soul: Arise, awake and stop not till the goal is reached.

Defining Art

• Art does not have a universal definition, though it is generally believed that it is an intentional and conscious creation of something that requires imagination and skill.


• It can be thought of as a symbol of what it means to be human, manifested in physical form for others to see and interpret.


• The word ‘art’ originates from the Latin word ‘ars’ that means skill or craft.


• Art, like beauty, is subjective, and its valuation and definition changes as time goes by.


• To understand art one has to see it’s essential nature and the social impact or importance it generates.

The Doll (Maquette for The Doll's Games) - Hans Bellmer

The Cured - Ferdinand Georg Waldmüller

My Own Broken Mirror

It’s my perfect distortion
My face mirrored, and split by emotion
Toyed with and tainted as I move
From one to another, I fit to the grooves

Of the loose ends of sharpness that gather to unite
To be perfectly fitted
And renewed to the mirrored spite
Unnoticeably broken
But brittle and rough
Stand from afar, and admire the muffs

Help with the pane
Move to uncertainty
Lure the cheery light
And cure my fearful fright.

It’s my perfect distortion
That I recognize so well
But help me see
What the others see but tell.
Are the pieces lost?
Slipped through the cracks?
Fallen through to the dangerous high acts?
I’ll never know of my pieces that are missing.
Mold the old to fit the space
Kiss the glass, even of bad taste

Forever, but never made
To be new
Just molded and distorted
To create a familiar you

Of mirrored light, broken,
But Forever Bright.
Please stay with the brittle pane
Until the sun goes down
And pain fades
And new lights of distorted beauty
Reign again

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Hope in life

I had hope
I should of known it was lie
I knew it wouldn't last
I knew someone was lying to me
I knew it
why did I believe you
why did I believe her
I believed
cause I have dreams
I have hopes
but why have hope
hope is pointless
hope will only cause me to break more
so I give up hope
I will leave this hope of find loving
I will leave all hope behind
I will slowly die
for hope was all that I had in life
hope...
is a dream

Follow The Map

I'll run away when I'm 17
My future, I've already seen
I see you and some grief
Lets grow old on the western coast
You is what I've always needed most
These times have got the best of you

CHORUS: I've grown so cold
Goodbye to pain, goodbye to love
I've lost all the feeling
This sea-salt air has overtaken my soul
Let it overtake you too

I've won all the wars that I need
And kept promises that I could keep
So this time, I have to leave
I'm dreaming, I can't fall asleep
My minds on fire
I lay restless, and tired
Have you ever imagined a new life
It's your choice, you have a second time
I hope you think more then just twice

CHORUS x 2

All of this is left unreal
Written down as a failure I feel
I made my move, I went in for the kill
I'm left bloody, and wide-open
My tears are leaving my eyes out of focus
We could live life the way we want
Goodbye, I'm sorry I've been so blunt

CHORUS x 2

I'll run away when I'm 17
I'll leave you when I'm 17

CHORUS x 1

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Free or Not?

Shackles of a broken love, loosen and drop from my soul
Give me the freedom I've yearned for to fully make me whole

Allow me to search within myself with the ability to find
A love that doesn't hurt my heart nor destroy my mind

I want to be free, just me, myself and I
I want to be free, and let not time pass me by

For so long I have accepted a cloudiness in my space
No more shall endure such pain, for this I shall erase

The time has come for me to make a new change in my life
Questions and answers being sought, appears before my eyes

I want to be free, just me, myself and I
I want to be free, and live a joyful peaceful life.

I choose to embrace peace and happiness within my inner soul
Thanking you for strengthening me and loosening up this hold

Sometimes it may take time for a broken love to heal
But, only if I keep the faith, will a true love be revealed

It's being free to love me, to love myself and I
Time to me is of the essence and it will not pass me by

6. The Fountainhead

Our best work comes from our basest desires. People do what they feel like doing. Strip away the fake morals, the shallow altruism of “second-handers,” and the prison of caring what people think you should do with your life and let yourself (and others) do your best, most authentic work. True impact and lasting goodness come from a central purpose in the individual.

When working with people, discover their most core desires and liberate them to create. As a result, they will do their best work, they will love it, you will love it, and it will be beautiful, and everyone will love it.