Hope this doesn’t offend anyone. Apologies in advance.
a song about broken people and the destruction of violence
I went to a concert last week and a group of us shorties, about 20 of us, got there early, found our pitch and waited for 3 hours, then just before the main act comes on some tall people steamed in through us and stood in our view…. the poem itself tells the rest…. off my chest now…. lol I welcome critical reviews of my work…please bubble me if you have any constructive comments….
Song about loving someone who will never love you back. From the ‘Dreamz’ album.
for my dear heart Chuck aka Velveteagle / I have been waiting for you / xxx / Much Love, / Linaji
Size 2’30” x 4’ on canvas Medium acrylic painted 1994 In this painting the theme is with out Jesus there is no escaping our destiny to be punished for our sins and be cast into the eternal lake of fire. The theme first was illustrated in a poems i wrote a year earlier under the same title. The cell where this scene take place was inspired by a jail in Rome Italy where the apostles Peter and Paul were jailed at separate times. / The skeleton figures, one male and one a female represent the fate we will all face unless God saves us through His Son Jesus. The clothing the figures are wearing are to represent different social classes. God is no respecter of social class we are all are guilt of sin, and noting out side of putting one faith in Christ will save us. The skeleton figures represent those who reject God’s plan of salvation . The figure Are chained by hand and foot to represent our inability to escape the judgment of our sin. The figure Jesus Is dressed in a scarlet roman cloak , which the Romans put on His shoulder,along with placing a crown of thorns on His head, to mock Him as being the king of the Jews. / I wanted to also show His face disfigure by sever beatings, and show His beard ripped out which the Romans did to Jesus during the mocking. I reframed from doing so because with out the icon Jesus look, long hair and beard and mustache, My viewer might not recognize who i was depicting. Jesus also has holes in His hands and feet to complete the whole picture of every thing Jesus suffered to set man free from sin. If you look closely you will see that Jesus has a key in His right hand. He is setting The living prisoner free, be cause the prisoner has excepted God’s plan to save him. / The open cell door and the bright light represent once a person has been set free they will never come under the judgment of the lake of fire. / The rat are to represent that we live in a cursed word because man had rebelled against God. Sure there is still some evident of beauty in the nature world,but there is greater evidence that nature and man are in a chaotic state.
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Into the light. A combination of4 seperated digital photographic images, edited, merged and then edited again to form one cohesive image. I used photoshop cs2, tools, filters, and color management.
The Soul Harvest is a 4ft. x 5ft acrylic painting. This work is surreal in style and Spiritual in content. It was painted 2002 -2004. This painting illustrates the world as being a field filled with souls from ever corner of the earth needing to be saved from eternal death which is the punishment for sin. But by the hearing and understanding and receiving of the good news that through faith in Jesus dieing for the sin of man, man can be forgiven and have eternal life with God. The farm tools leaning against the fence is a invitation to those who know Jesus to pick up talents God has given them and go in to the world and use them to spread the Good news. the in side of the barn with the wheat sheaths standing up Is illustrating the soul that have received Eternal life through the work of the believer and the crown is their reward from God.
It is not subtle / It is raw and yet as delicate as the / Lace on the bride’s bodice / It seeps and crawls / Yet … / The moment of entry is as bold and as full / As a storm exploding in the sky / Raining and cleansing / Yet flooding and consuming / All of you. / You allow / You arch to the sky a bridge of your needs / And desires / You feel the colors / You draw the boundaries as boundless / And then the rapture hits you like / The dream of forgetting and remembering / And you / For just that moment / Feel endless / You feel the Truth Linaji 2009 VIEW LARGE
His Love…It leaves marks, / his love. / A mask disguising my face, / veiling wounded emotion.
I really like writing poems that help people think. I think most of my poetry has some sort of backround about difficult aspects in life. This one in particular was a hard one to write. Not only in the respect that it is a terrible thing going on in society but that woman who go through this dont feel they have a way out. And sometimes the ones that do don’t get out in time. It depicts what is thought of as love. It’s about what I would think abused woman deem love as. Until they finally realize that someone who does this to you doesn’t really love you. If they did they wouldn’t be hurting you because love isn’t suppose to hurt.
...To see the world in a grain of sand, and to see heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hands, and eternity in an hour. / William Blake. ... using my new brushes – sunflowers/butterfly/leaves etc; onto a grunge background golden gradients then added graphics….Paulo ..featured in ‘Multi racial beauty’ ....
Some short verses about the love for someone and all that they feel when in the presents of that special person whom they love. A little Romance.
A poetic message of redemption.
Pencil Drawing of Liv Tyler with Tiger cub.
” Spirit of the Forest arise again send your guardians, protect the mighty trees from destruction they are the life and breath of the planet and fools of men are tearing them asunder, on their path to oblivion like lemmings on the road to extinction”. by V.Kelly ... save- our- trees.org:.. finished after midnight .
“Young hearts in bloom” You kissed her and you meant it / She lingered and you both felt it / But would it be worth it if the relationship ended? So they both pretended / That it never happened so they could be mended / But time is unforgiving in the ways it takes people and bends them…. So they kissed again and they couldn’t help it / A love so powerful it left them helpless / But they chose this affection as a mistake and not as a love endless So we kissed and we meant it / But I didn’t feel she was my intended / Still just to kiss her I risked our friendship… It wasn’t out of maliciousness or ill intention / Your love was just something you forgot to mention / So you kissed her again and she felt it / How does love like that not leave you melted? Still the thought of someone else kissing the one you love can leave you jilted / I know the feeling of the world suddenly feeling like it was tilted / But this series of events just seems to be a pattern; you both know your love was quilted / Follow love; because hearts in bloom are so much better then flowers are wilted —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / poem and image by me 11.07.09
It’s from a long time ago and the meaning has become quite irrelevant… but I still like it
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