Werd yo
I'll let the mic go
And sew up my pants
Because theres a hole
And I have ugly feet
But I can rap to a beat
Ticky ticky sticky meat
Wikki wikki my name it earine it is no lie
You go against me and your goin to die
I'll kick you up and kick you down
When I'm done we'll see the clown
I'll throw you this little tune
And then I'll lick this baboon
Peace
Wikki wikki
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My face dry and burnt from the afternoon sun,
Facing toward forever.
Behind me, a world of pain and anguish,
One step forward, a solution.
They yell from below,
But their voices are trivial.
They didn't care then,
They don't care now.
Slowly breathing,
There's no turning back.
I let myself fly,
The wind on my side,
And soar from the peak of despair.
Falling into an endless ocean of darkness,
Into the pain, that no one bothered to notice.
Ripping the air,
Like a knife plunged deep,
A blur out the window,
To those who would cynically glance.
A waste of skin,
A waste of time,
A waste of life.
Blessed,
Sweet,
Pavement...
, genre: genre painting, style: Toyism, completition: 2006.
https://uploads4.wikiart.org/images/dejo/the-golden-arc-2006.jpg
, genre: genre painting, style: Realism, gallery name: Palazzo Pitti, Florence, Italy, tags: Lady, Botany, Tree, walking, 1870s paintings from Italy, completition: 1870.
https://uploads0.wikiart.org/00214/images/silvestro-lega/silvestro-lega-a-walk-in-the-garden-wga12634.jpg
An unimaginably loud explosion,
Is followed by broken glass,
And the screams of women and children,
Who are caught up in the blast.
They are caught up in a conflict,
It is catching up with all their lives,
It hasn’t asked for what it’s taken,
And it won’t apologise.
The people open their eyes,
Or at least all those who can,
They don’t want to see the damage,
Dealt by the bombers hand.
They survey all the bleeding,
They hear the cries of pain,
They struggle to comprehend this,
And they start to feel the strain.
A half a dozen are dead,
Fathers, mothers and sons,
And no one can answer the question:
In all this loss, just who has won?
What would drive a person
To board a bus with this in his head?
The survivors don’t know the reason,
Anyone who does is probably dead.
, genre: landscape, style: Impressionism, gallery name: Metropolitan Museum of Art (Met), New York City, NY, US, tags: Line, Bridge, Waterway, Reflection, completition: 1895.
https://uploads4.wikiart.org/00282/images/julian-alden-weir/hb-14-141-2.jpg
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Is Michaelina Wautier the Greatest Artistic Rediscovery of the Century? | Artnet News
The forgotten Old Master Michaelina Wautier comes roaring back in a sweeping exhibition at Vienna's Kunsthistorisches Museum.
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Sometimes older people mistakenly remember kids in the past as more accomplished.
And todays youth will likely consider the generation after them to be deficient.
people on beach during daytime
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Late Night Celebrates a Consequential Election Day
“We needed a big night,” Jimmy Kimmel said.
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Vasyl Cherepanyn Appointed Curator of 2027 Berlin Biennale
Ukrainian curator and researcher Vasyl Cherepanyn has been named curator of the 14th Berlin Biennale for Contemporary Art in 2027.
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Marcyliena Morgan, Founder of Harvard’s Hip-Hop Archive, Dies at 75
Her university’s vast collection of albums, scholarly essays and other ephemera helped establish rap as a course of serious study on a par with classical music.
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An unimaginably loud explosion,
Is followed by broken glass,
And the screams of women and children,
Who are caught up in the blast.
They are caught up in a conflict,
It is catching up with all their lives,
It hasn’t asked for what it’s taken,
And it won’t apologise.
The people open their eyes,
Or at least all those who can,
They don’t want to see the damage,
Dealt by the bombers hand.
They survey all the bleeding,
They hear the cries of pain,
They struggle to comprehend this,
And they start to feel the strain.
A half a dozen are dead,
Fathers, mothers and sons,
And no one can answer the question:
In all this loss, just who has won?
What would drive a person
To board a bus with this in his head?
The survivors don’t know the reason,
Anyone who does is probably dead.
I have discovered that there is something that happens at INFINITY. And that is where numeracy begins again and again.
, genre: landscape, style: Impressionism, Orientalism.
https://uploads7.wikiart.org/00316/images/nathaniel-hone-the-younger/north-africa.jpg
, genre: portrait, style: Realism, tags: Gentleman, completition: 1894.
https://uploads4.wikiart.org/images/philip-de-laszlo/portrait-of-ignaz-wechselmann-1894.jpg
Leading engineers of that time were more focused on visionary designs. The "visual boasting" was aimed to make an impression on prospective or actual employers. Many of Leonardo's most famous designs fall into this category, such as the "tank", designed to shoot across the battlefield.
Other famous designs have been misread. The "helicopter" or airscrew is a device of technological entertainment. The same applies to the spring-driven "car".
a small animal on a rock
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What Does ‘Underrepresented’ Really Mean?
An exhibition on marginalised labour reveals how the power to represent oneself matters more than simply being seen.
https://t.co/PdfOqvBopt