15

15 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.

Over-Abundance of Information

Friedrich Nietzsche once said that our happiness consists of the possession of a non-negotiable truth. Today, we no longer have such non-negotiable truths. Instead, we have an over-abundance of information.

I am not sure that the information society is a continuation of the Enlightenment. Maybe we need a new kind of enlightenment. On a new enlightenment, Nietzsche noted: “It does not suffice that you realize the ignorance in which humans and animals live, you also have to have the will to be ignorant and learn more.

No One Knows

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.

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🎨✨ Every brushstroke tells a story, capturing emotions and moments frozen in time. Art has the power to transcend boundaries, inviting us to interpret the world through diverse perspectives. Let creativity flow and inspire! #ArtLovers #Creativity #Inspiration

My darkest hour

I never imagined my darkest hour
to be this dark
I'm consumed in this hole
connecting my heart with my mind
combining the eyes of Horus
searching for the reason
my days are so drab

Transpercer la transparence (7) - Gherasim Luca

No One Knows

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.

Quizzes: The Local Affair

Small-scale quiz events were often staged in the 1940s by women at various pubs, as a deterrent for their husbands. Many pubs drew on this pastime and organized quizzes to draw consumers in the '80s.

The appeal for a public question and answer session is so widespread that in 2019, more than half of the 40,000 odd pubs in the UK ran quiz leagues on local and national levels.

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Cooking Is More Than The Nutrition

• Cooking not only helps us eating undigestible food to the digestible one. It shapes and grow our brains.
• Cooking also changes our social structure. Back then, bonfire is not only for cook, but also for socialize.
• Now, food still become a center of any party or gathering. It acts as social lubricant.

The Beach at Trouville - Eugene Boudin

Feeling insecure, are we?

we stay within the confines
of our bodies and the concrete;
we communicate
with simple greetings
while we hurry on
to more important things
...classes, appointments, critical meetings...

Hello there.
(do you see my face?)
       (don’t be alarmed
        dear, it isn’t really mine,
        this is only stage make-up...
        and I put it on sometimes,
        when I want to hide
        or pretend to be
        anyone but me...
        You understand, don’t you?)

Hello there.
(do you hear my words?)
       (I fancy them passionate purple and red,
        but you disagree
        claiming they’re deceitful green.
        and when they float
        from my mouth
        dear, you’ll find they buzz
        around your ear,
        until they decide
        it is safe to crawl in.
        next, the decision is your's alone
                will you chew on them for the time being
                savoring what they have to offer,
                will you find them true
                and better than all that saccharin shit
                you’ve been eating up till now?
                will you be finicky, as you usually are,
                will you go in unwillingly,
                and find they are rotten
                will you spit them on the sidewalk
                and run quickly away?
                will you mold my words...
                like jell-o...or play-doh
                ...or kids with mashed potatoes...
                and then, when your new sculpture is complete
                ...a masterpiece in its own right...
                will you hand it back to me
                ...well, by then, it's not the same
                ...words switched, meaning’s changed)

Hello there.
(do you see me stroll away?
...and I seem confident inside these confines...
it’s as though self and sidewalk have no effect on me)
       

drawing artwork

architecture building

painting artwork

illustration artwork

Abstract Art: Many Shades And Hues

Visually different from figurative art, abstract art came in the early 20th century and used colours, lines, forms and shapes to create unseen compositions, with little or faint relation with the outside world.

It expanded upon the artist’s freedom of expression, imagination, inner turmoil, spirituality and spontaneity.