Hey diddle diddle,
the Cats on the fiddle,
that Cow must be wired to the moon.
The little Dog barfed,
as we all had fun
and the Dish got clubbed with a Spoon...
ali-p 2003
, genre: abstract, style: Neo-Expressionism, completition: 1972.
https://uploads1.wikiart.org/images/pierre-alechinsky/plate-i-from-the-portfolio-ceremonial-labyrinths-labyrinthes-d-apparat-1972.jpg
a reflection of a building in the water
https://images.unsplash.com/photo-1652859894656-69390f95ca3c?fm=jpg&fit=crop&w=600&q=80&fit=max
, genre: landscape, style: Luminism, tags: Mountainous landforms, Mountain, Highland, Nature, Natural landscape, Sky, Mountain range, Wilderness, Lake, Loch, completition: 1865.
https://uploads3.wikiart.org/images/david-johnson/upper-twin-lakes-in-the-colorado-rockies-1865.jpg
, genre: nude painting (nu), style: Symbolism, tags: female-nude, Sketch, Figure drawing, Arm, Joint, Muscle.
https://uploads3.wikiart.org/images/franz-stuck/female-nude.jpg
Aldous Huxley was heavily criticized after his death by newer philosophers who didn't subscribe to the Perennial Philosophy.
While the author insisted that the ultimate mystical experience is the moment of pure oneness with God where the concepts of 'I', language, image and culture are dissolved, his critics argued that all religions are true and some of them are truer than the others.
One of the critics states that human beings construct reality using their bodies, rituals, words, actions and cultures.
Were you thinking of me today
Am i ever what your thinking to say
Do you ever wonder about where i go
Ever wish you were there with me though?
I wonder where you are right now
Am i all alone somehow
No trust in myself
Not looking for help
Just wondering about all the things that were said
Did you mean what you said in my bed
Sorry for putting you there
All i wanted to do was care
Now you are lost and ive gone missing
Was it in my mind you and i were kissing
What have i done did i do it again
Did i fuck it all up to lose another friend
Now can i stop trying
Cause in this house im dying
They give me shit day in day out
All they ever fucking do is shout
Im trying to forgive myself for what ive done
These bruises and cuts have just begun
They settled me down pressed the pain within
Pressed in so deep it broke through the skin
Oh how it burns blood mixed with tears
Of all the pain i held through the years
Im cold weak and lonely
Im not waiting for you to start actin phony
Here we go i take my last breath
Wonder what theyll say now that i left...
