Art is the expression of the soul. It is where souls express itself within the body and mind. Lose yourself and allow your soul to express it. To reveal the inner secret what it wants and what it desires, the foretelling of essence or some might say sub-conscious. Art is a talent not possessed by all and those who have it and master it could achieve unbelievable heights. Reach to where the mind lays hidden to where it lies and quivers in the cold awaiting for the warmth of the heart. It seeks refuge and conceals. The art reveals that passion our hearts are waiting to reveal, out hearts know it all. To reveal the innermost of our personality and character. To enlighten this dark cave we live in. The solemn world concealed within us.
Walls are wet with tears, painted with myriads of colors. Complexion. Arrays of pictures, scenery, and scenario, where we paint our life. What overlooked lies and distressed thoughts? The multitudes of feelings mark our vessel, and wall where they hang. Haunt us and cry forever. This is the abyss of depression we dig for ourselves. Fooled to be left in utter gloom. Pen of sorrow. Develop and forget. Caged our conscious within the sub-conscious and forever forget.
For this we need art, lights up our hovel, which we dwell, and disgust. Lament on its being. It’s bright and we realize, and contemplate our soul and passion. Where we dwelled what seemed forever. Enlightened. Shone to us. This is the purpose of art it is the key and light to your inner and secluded self.
Apr 22, 2009
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