photo of pink and yellow flowers
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, genre: abstract, style: Transautomatism, completition: 1980.
https://uploads2.wikiart.org/images/friedensreich-hundertwasser/switch-board.jpgAnger is an emotion, while aggression is a behavior. They differ entirely in one central dimension - control.
- You can't control your emotions directly. In the legal system, nobody gets sent to prison for how they felt, regardless of how angry they were. They get punished for what they do.
- You can influence your emotions indirectly by how you think and behave. For example, when you focus on how terrible all the drivers in your town are, your anger will likely increase. But, if you listen to music and think about how grateful you are, your anger will probably subside.
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
- Wisdom
- Benevolence
- Courage
These could be learned through the mastery of the 6 arts: ☕ ceremony, 🪕 music, 🏹 archery, 🐴charioteering, 🖋️ calligraphy and 🧮 math.
‘Queens’ Review: The Heavy Burden of Past Lives and Uncertain Futures
Martyna Majok reimagines her 2018 play about the immigrant women who at various points live in a basement apartment in the New York City borough.
https://t.co/bwsqDXYs5WDying on the toilet isn’t the most dignified way to go, and though Elizabethan poet and dramatist Sir Fulke Greville managed to avoid that fate, the toilet certainly played a part in his death. Greville’s disgruntled servant, Ralph Hayward, stabbed his master in the stomach while helping him fasten his trousers after using the toilet. Physicians filled his wounds with animal fat—but instead of healing the injury, the fat rotted over the next few weeks, and Greville died of gangrene on September 30, 1628. Maybe being quickly killed on the toilet would have been better.
verse 1
I’ve put my life on the line
In the search to find true happiness
On a dream is where I’d dwell
I had my life on the line
It was all on hold and colourless
The darker spirits had cast a spell
I’ve placed a trust in myself
My life will not be lead in loneliness
The streaming tears must float away
I had a trust in myself
Life can’t remain so passionless
Until that time I am a stray
chorus
One can’t just force the emotion
Force it to a place,
Where it can’t blossom proud and true
It lays low then attacks
Attacks when it finds someone
Connecting strong with you
I put my heart and soul
To find the one who’d show me heaven
There were few who took me high
Heaven never heard my cry
My efforts were for nothing I could tell
And whenever fortune approached
I’d be brought down to serve in hell
Verse 2
I felt so blind to the truth
Naïve and young I wanted it
Because my life was bland and blue
I was so blind to the truth
Seeking all who I connected with
It wasn’t real love I knew
I’ve got a fire in my heart
Warm and raging, still alive
I’m alone, but I’m complete
I had a fire in my heart
It swung around, then learned to live
It’s independent to the heat
chorus
Bridge
The error of my ways was to
Seek compassion from another
My flaw in the day was to
Reciprocate from my lover
Yet all I ever needed was to love myself
With all my heart, from within my soul
Life’s just a series of moments
Mortal, null, and full of stress
A break to being must unfold
Life is a series of moments
Learn not to waste and self confess
So seize yours, don’t be told
Final Chorus
I have my heart and soul
I am the one who’ll show me heaven
With the one’s who took me high
Heaven never heard my cry
My efforts had been for nothing, I could tell
Now whenever fortune approached
I’m not brought down to serve in hell
Nobody knows the pain
you feel...
Nobody knows the way
it hurts...
It leaves no scar
they can see...
Nobody knows how much
you wish it away...
And nobody know how
it just grows and grows...
And nobody knows what it is
that you know...
Cause nobody knows the pain
Inside.
A modern room can always draw attention to paintings, sculptures, or installations, but sometimes a house’s unique details draw the best out of a work of art. Read more from sothebysrealty: https://t.co/3yrJVT7tIt https://t.co/gsASXnAQ9R
, genre: symbolic painting, style: Surrealism, location: Poland, tags: allegories-and-symbols, flying.
https://uploads1.wikiart.org/images/zdislav-beksinski/untitled-236.jpgLauren Mayberry of Chvrches Is Making a Statement on Her Own
The singer and songwriter has fronted the Glaswegian band for 13 years.
https://t.co/olkNfl9TthZbilja tevekkula sastoji se u tome da nade ne polažeš ni u koga osim u Boga i da se ne bojiš nikog osim Boga.
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