I started to see the negative effect a messy house/work space was having on me. I wasn’t able to get my projects done due to a bunch of clutter getting in the way. Over the past year, I have experimented with a few different rules to try and build up some healthy habits. A lot of the ones I’ve tried have helped me with an organization system to make sure I stay focused on what I need to be doing and how I should go about doing it. Some time last year I heard about the two minute rule. I have implemented this rule into my life and it has helped so much.
, tags: Shoulder, Standing, Arm, Leg, Joint, Back, Human body.
https://uploads2.wikiart.org/images/jack-vettriano/not-identified-4.jpggreen trees near body of water during daytime
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, genre: cityscape, style: Expressionism, completition: 1963.
https://uploads2.wikiart.org/images/vasile-dobrian/painter-in-landscape-1963.jpg15 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.
This world is a game of do or die
We refuse to see the tears as the children, they cry
We don't even stop to ask ourselves why
It's not that we're mean, we simply know not how to be so kind
And the moon rises over the rye
Eerily kissing the twilight goodbye
the moon rising over the rye
Blue skies are for the eagles wings
and sometimes, when the moon is up,the wind only seems to sing
of how, come dawn, the skies are free
it's beauty is shared by you and me
And the moon's disappearing into a blue sky
granting the eagles the freedom to fly
the moon disappearing into our blue sky
We have all had our share of sorrow and pain
Without this, may I ask you, would you really be sane
and though it is sad to see our loved ones leave
you'd be blind not to see how through
darkness the moon's light does weave
And as we look to the moon we're in tears
as we remember good times and past years
looking to the moonlight in tears
We have made it through the day, the moon is now in sight
Come now children, you've all been wronged
and you know this in the night
You ponder of how in the day the wrong could seem so right
You ignorance betrayed you, and did you really think
there could be a shadow not cast by light
And the moon comes to us in the night
through darkness comes hope with its pale silver light
the moon is with you in the night
Now it may just be me, but man,it seems, is overrated
But to you I'm a child, and so the poet has overstated
As you turn away from the truth, you cast your own shadow of doubt
And as you are engulfed in its darkness, your denial it echoed in shout
And as we watch the shadows dance on an eerie moonlit night
No longer ignorant, but innocent, no longer wrong nor right
Our lives had seemed so hollow, here their only an illusion
The wind is calling out my name. End of poem, my last conclusion
an orange door sitting in front of a green building
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Lovely young lasses
With empty beer glasses
Serving throughout the bar.
Their sashay of asses
Deftly avoiding the masses.
Young men thinking they'll get far.
A mind on chemistry classes,
Inert and noble gasses,
This one has a full jar.
With a hair flip she sasses,
Another man she passes,
Her dreams upon a farther star.
, genre: abstract, style: Abstract Expressionism, completition: 1948.
https://uploads3.wikiart.org/images/jimmy-ernst/science-fiction-1948.jpgLet's first understand what is Art Block.
In simple words, Art block is what you experience when you really want to create art or do something but can't figure out a 'great' way to do it
You can figure out a good way, but you're not looking for that and hence, Art Block.
people do confuse art block with a sudden downgrade in skill or will and it is surely not that.
So many choices, don't know where to go
North; South; East; West, being pulled in all directions
Work or study can not decide
love and hate, to live or die
cross or stay, come or go
confusing the paths , but down which road?
Left or right, up and down
sing a song or smile or frown
speak of feelings, keep them inside
embrace death or coward and hide
show my face or wear the mask
eat the food or the trash
so many choices without a clue
of the decisions I'm to do.
stay with you, come or go
wait beside, behind or below
questions problems which to solve
the fun, cruel, maybe non at all
so many choices, going insane
or already was, ahh! the pain
so many choices, what to do
i do not know, I HAVE NOT A CLUE!!!!!!
Of course this table is none other than Pascal's triangle for finding the binomial coefficients despite being viewed from a different angle from the way we build it up today. Full details of this work by Varahamihira is given in
Hayashi, in , examines Varahamihira's work on magic squares. In particular he examines a pandiagonal magic square of order four which occurs in Varahamihira's work.
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.