BELIEVE IN SOMETHING

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And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find itRoald Dahl

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*BELIEVE IN SOMETHING*

I believe we all have the right to choose
As much as I believe in the union of a man and a woman is true
I also believe in the growth of that tender child
That one you tagged ‘immigrant’ ‘cos he had no access to love
After having no question answered
To the reasons why his fate choose to put him in the hands of unfamiliar foes

I believe in that man that lost his faith to believing in something
I believe in the sounds of the bird and the hope it brings to the morning
I still believe in man too
The ‘wise’ one asked me “why man…

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Who dares look down on you!

SUCCESS INSPIRERS' WORLD

If anyone looks down on you
And tries to make you feel bad
About yourself;
And believe you are nobody;
And cannot become anything;
Ignore them.
If anyone tries to minimize you;
And make you feel inadequate;
Or inferior.
Pay no heed to their lies
And bad faith.
You are God’s unique creation;
Created in His image and likeness;
A work of His wisdom and divine hands;
With none in the whole wide world like you.
You are important;
You are great;
No one should dare
Look down on you.

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In Dreams

I wake up in a stock car race with a man I didn’t know. I catch a glimpse of my Mother; she sits in a sailor’s lap as he whispers in her ear.  She laughs as the car slams into a guard rail.

I fly from the car and land in a locked seclusion room.

There is a bed in one corner and a corpse in another.

I don’t want to look at the corpse but I know that I must.

I turn it over to see my Mother’s battered face. She splits and becomes two. She splits and becomes four. She splits and becomes eight and soon the room fills with her corpse and the stench of death.


I wake up in a sweat…

It is hot today in San Francisco.

The Sun is so bright I can feel its terrible light through the walls.

I see that I’m filthy with blood and rancid flesh.

I shower and return to bed, I want to rest, but my heart races,
my blood pounds;  life feels unbearable.

So much pain, so much grief, so much loss.

Sara surfaces and puts me to sleep

(c) Rob Goldstein 2015 All Rights Reserved

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Flickr Wednesday: Uwe Schwesig

On Flickr, Uwe Schwesig is also known by the username Objective Man.

I’ve never asked whether the username is a reference toobjectivist art but much of his work appears consistent with the objectivist aesthetic.

I consider his work extraordinary and think that many of you who read my blog will think so too.

This Wednesday I give you Uwe Schwesig aka Objective Man

Let the sunshine come in!

Let the sunshine come in !

Ludwig van Beethoven (Portrait 18)

Ludwig van Beethoven (Portrait 18)

50 Shades Of Grey (VII)

50 Shades Of Grey (VII)

Beauty (Portrait 14)

Beauty (Portrait 14)

Günter Grass: In memoriam

Günter Grass: In memoriam

Cinderella

Cinderella

Once upon a time in the West (1)

Once upon a time in the West (1)

Ich seh’ dir in die Augen, Kleines…

Ich seh' dir in die Augen, Kleines...

Steam locomotive

Steam locomotive

Selfportrait with cracks

Selfportrait with cracks

Selfportrait with glasses (Portrait 16)

Selfportrait with glasses (Portrait 16)

End-time music

End-time music