I’m weak and tired,
shaky and damaged.
Why does strength make me
weak?
Why every time I stand strong
do I shake and inside,
turn meek?
Strength rips off my flesh
and tears my insides
so the timid, helpless child
can no longer hide—
No longer hide
the tears, the screams
the slashing, the gashing,
the moaning the pain,
the ashes, the crashes,
the rain, no gain.
Strength grabs me, it stabs me
and sets me afire;
it slaps me, it snaps me,
running me down
to the mud and the mire.
I walk proudly
as strength kills me from the
inside out.
I scream and shout
but my pain reaches not one ear
while I fall and shake,
cry and break;
yelling for something to save
me,
for strength to stop raping me
and killing me
with every breath I take.
, genre: portrait, style: Post-Impressionism, gallery name: Private Collection, tags: female-portraits, Marusia-Burliuk, Face, Head, Cheek, Lady, Nose, completition: 1960.
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Ousted Director Sasha Suda Sues Philadelphia Art Museum
Sasha Suda, who last week was abruptly fired from her roles of director and CEO of the Philadelphia Art Museum (PhAM), is suing the institution.
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He also examines planetary conjunctions, the orbits of the sun and moon, as well as issues arising from diurnal rotations.
He also wrote estimates for values such as the length of the year , which was so accurate that we were only of their actual value by a minute!
Bhaskara’s final, thirteen-chapter publication, the Goladhyaya is all about spheres and similar shapes. Some of the topics in the Goladhyaya include Cosmography, geography and the seasons, planetary movements, eclipses and lunar crescents.
Movement Directors Are the Secret Ingredient to Movies and Runway Shows
The way an actor physically inhabits a character.
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Jaded Palettes
This ‘new’ era of Abstract Expressionism is the perfect fit for an age of hyper-individualism and AI-powered press releases.
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, genre: landscape, style: Surrealism, location: Poland, tags: allegories-and-symbols, cottages-and-farmhouses, fields-and-plains, Natural landscape, Tree, Woody plant, Tree house, Biome, Rural area, completition: 1999.
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I'm about to give up on people.
Them and all their bullshit.
I want to crawl back in my hole.
Where the solitude is peaceful.
I'd be better off without them.
They wouldn't be able to hurt me.
I want a darkness to surround me.
I'll soak up all it's wonders.
I don't exist to them.
I'm just a figment of their imaginations.
I exist only in my head.
Only here I am safe.
They constantly ignore me.
Though I try to be their friend.
I want the darkness to take me.
Here, I can't be hurt.
I want to give up on people.
All the heartache they cause.
I want to live in my mind.
Alone, dark, and safe is all I want.
Taring Padi: Art for the System’s Sake
Cantadora gallery opens in Rome with a striking sociopolitical show from the Indonesian art collective.
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The light at the end of went out too soon
This kid wasn't meant to fall to his doom
Today the school is mourning his death
Crying in the halls, not able to rest
These kids really loved him
He wasn't meant to die so soon
Six more months until his graduation
An empty chair, and hearts left with questions
Tears and memory's in behalf of his blessings
This schools never going to be the same
He came so fast and left too soon
These kids really loved him
Standing in the halls they reminisce
All the good things about him they'll always miss
He's the only kid in school who spun a binder on his finger
Carried a boom box when skiing down the hill
Something I think about to this day still
Yet I can't seem to understand what was going through his head
I came to school, finding out this kid he was dead
A tragic ending to an unfinished story
I am
not me
I am not what I seem to be
I am not what I look like
masked in the darkness
that only the tears can see
shimmering droplets of fear
breaking the barrier of myself
I am
wrecked
split
torn
embedded
I am a creature behind the pain
sensually smiling to everyone
screaming inside for what is not
as I die with every little breath
I take this life down with me
I am
horrid
masked
broken
terrified
I am hurting for help from others
yet I ask the wrong questions
pondering when I will be saved
yet awaiting the tock of the clock
that never seems to pass on by
I am
crimson
cut
severed
tainted
I am what I feel inside of me
killing off the presence of life
bearing down in the empty hole
realizing no heart was what I had
stone cold in the isolation of myself
I am
ignorant
pitiful
disgraceful
stupid
I am what I don't seem to be
so look at the out and not the in
for your eyes will fill with tears
as my body lay in the cold emptiness
knowing what I was, not who I am
, genre: landscape, style: Impressionism, tags: Normandy, cliffs-and-rocks, Cliff, Coast, Klippe, Terrain, Headland, Promontory, completition: 1882.
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How All Those Star-Studded ‘Knives Out’ Casts Were Assembled
For the original, Daniel Craig was hired weeks, not months, in advance, and Ana De Armas joined days ahead.
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