“The world is a dangerous place.
Not because of those who do evil,
but because of those who look on and do nothing”.
– Albert Einstein
The survivors will bloom in green, and the earth is going to renew once again, but at a moment, we see just the neutral colors. So the art test of our patience. The survivors will bloom. Would it be you?
Our spiritual condition has an impact on our physical condition, and vice versa. What affects one aspect of our being also touches all the others. We are a whole person ~~It is Written
The question “Are you lost?“ can sound like a lifeline if you wander the forest without knowing the way home. But the same words would sound offensive if you sit comfortably in the armchair. Our gratitude and anger depend on the same words.
We obey clearly defined instructions but do not hear the wisdom.
Therefore people are skeptical of poetry and follow the press closely because they want an objective overview of world events.
What does such objectiveness mean?
Is this okay? That is another question.
Are you lost?
Value your words. Each one may be the last — Stanislaw Jerzy Lec
“Freedom is never free; it is always bought with blood”- — O.S. Hawkins.
The meaning of the “?“ is not the exact number, but the reminder about the death being not a dot. Thus the “?” motivates today, makes my walking more responsible here and now.
“The error of youth is to believe that intelligence is a substitute for experience, while the error of age is to believe that the experience is a substitute for intelligence.” –Lyman Bryson (1888 – 1959) U.S. educator
The everlasting youth just can’t look old despite the fall outside. The picture proves that. The fine arts convince us of everything we just dream about. So let’s create with joy.
“More people would learn from their mistakes if they weren’t so busy denying them.” — Harold J. Smith
“When you look for the good in others, you discover the best in yourself.”
~ Martin Walsh
The windows hide people with the psychiatric disorders from the well-groomed passersby. The case-histories absorb the stories of the wish to be and lock the passions in a secret of the stifling archives behind bars. The heavy silence would reign if not the art therapy …- have a look at the jolly colors below, at the smile in disguise. This picture was made by a patient who didn’t call himself the artist, but silently inhabited the space under the window. I couldn’t pass by so took my camera…
“When you plant a seed of love, it is you that blossoms.”
Ma Jaya Sati Bhagavati