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Art Needs YouA scene can be painted with words as well as brush strokes. The words are like the colors. There tone, the specific word, can change the meaning of a sentence drastically. The page, whether it is a computer page or paper, is the canvas.
It is the blank slate that an artist must put their mark. The idea can be daunting-How am I to fill a space so white? So blank? Then the words-or the paint-begin to flow. The idea was there all along, just waiting to be freed. It may not be what was originally intended, but it is art nonetheless. It doesn’t have to be Da Vinci or Hemingway. It may never reach greatness. However, you created something, no matter how novice, or how professional. Its practice, learning, and heart. You can’t have art without heart.
You pour heart and soul into everything you create. It makes the art come to life. You post it with faith and hope. Faith that you’d done the best you could. Hope that others would like what you worked so hard to create
Time MachinePeople always dream about being able to go back in time,
but what they don't realize is that they can.
Every time you read a story, listen to a record,
or watch an old film, you're time traveling.
So go ahead, pick up a book, listen to a classic tune,
watch a movie, and discover your time machine.
Nothing SpecialOur world is nothing special. It is nothing more than a collection of statistical averages. What we once believed to be the centre of the universe and all creation, is in fact, just one planet of many, orbiting one star of many, in a galaxy of many. And it is not extraordinary.
Earth sits at neither the top, nor the bottom of any scale. It does not have the highest mountains, the deepest canyons, the biggest volcanoes, or the wildest weather. We are neither the hottest, nor the coldest. We cannot even claim to have the most moons.
Even our brother and sister planets are not at the top of their respective scales. Jupiter, whom we once regarded as the benchmark of giants, is not the largest planet out there. Nor is Mercury the hottest. Nor Pluto the coldest. Even our sun, our very own Sol is not the biggest, brightest or hottest thing in the sky. It is an average star, with average planets. It exists in a galaxy, which is, in itself, only average.
And yet, despite this, despite the sheer
Poetry and Photography- A personal quote of mineI capture things with a camera. I let go of things with words. My artistic pursuit is a never-ending story of catch-and-release; I never get to keep my ideas for very long...
I am an artist.“Why do you like drawing so much?”
Drawing allows me to sketch out my ideas on paper. It allows me to zone out of the world - just for a little while - so I can catch my breath.
“I don’t get how you can just sit inside and draw all day.”
I don’t get how you cannot. Drawing is like entering a whole different world to me, sometimes one that I like more than my own. It’s like a new adventure every time I flip to the next page of my drawing book.
“I would much rather be outside doing something.”
That’s what you want, but not me. Maybe this is what I find for pleasure. Creating and shaping my own characters is my activity and I enjoy it, just like you enjoy your outdoor activities.
“I want to get out there and actually make my day worth something, not just sit in front of a piece of paper.”
Maybe some of us don’t like making it big. Maybe some of us enjoy the peace and serenity of drawing. I believe creating a pic
Two waysOnce upon a time, two men, brothers in soul, wondered how to seek the path to wisdom, the older decided to live a hermit in the tallest of the cusp, to live and ponder the meaning of life by himself for some years, but the younger decided to stay in society and the safety of home, disposed of course to seek his own path with the favor of his people and the daily routine.
As the time passed and years changed, the countdown for the meeting was up one day, and both brothers encountered their stories, eldest opened up the conversation:
“During my time in the mountains I had time to ponder and think, the meaning of life and develop my mind, peace and feed my soul, and what did you learn, brother?”
“During my time at home, around my family and people I know, between my problems and my productive life, I learned many things from people, morals and valuable feelings from my mistakes and triumphs, my flaws and talents, I helped many people change just as much as they helped me
Mortality and Qualia.
Is there life after death? What is the meaning of life? Why is there something, rather than nothing? These are some of the largest and most profound questions that exist. Can meaning even exist in a world where entropy reigns supreme and death is the inevitable end of all?
That last question is hard to answer, but fortunately, I don't think answering it will be necessary.
Doubtlessly, my religious beliefs shed light on all of these points. However, for many reasons, I will presently set those aside, and lead us on a philosophical and scientific tour, rather than a theological one, on the nature of mortality.
In the modern era in which we live, it is quite natural for most people to turn to science for answers. After all, I type this on a laptop created by knowledge of the material world, and the rules that govern the interactions of material in space and time. We are immersed in technology, not the fruits of philosophical musings and metaphysics, but the yield of the s
The Nihilism Card"Uh, she totally is so dumb! She believes in morality in spite of there being no God! She should totally have no compassion, but rigid devotion to dogma instead, to not find her path, but to never stray from the same light!
I am much more moral. I believe we should devote ourselves not out of free will, but out of delusional duty, not out of compassion, but of inflexible dogma! Hell, do you even know what she believes? She believes mankind is inherently good, instead of degenerate imbeciles who sinned against Yahweh!
Truly she is a despicable person! While I am God's chosen."
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