Monday, April 6, 2009

Who I am?

Who I Am?


We’re all human and imperfect

But to just send me to hell…am I worth it

Baal’s robbing me for my soul

Stealing my innocence, now I’m worthless

But God still grants me mercy

At time I wonder if I’m worth this

Relax and take notes on Bible quotes

That taught me to fear not, but still I fear

And I try to do right, but I got an angel and a demon in my ear

My conscious aint right

Spiritually blind in my mind,

Don’t know what’s dark or what’s light

Living a life I’m loosing

Existing in mass confusion

Made to be a slave to my fears

Written intuitions positioned to be a page full of tears

In a rage with “this world”

Inner rage with myself

Doing work for satan left me paid with no wealth

A world full of perfect imperfections

Trapped in a maze still quoting learned lessons

Cause I was born into sin, shaped in iniquities,

And I’m still being bruised for my transgressions

Too afraid to walk the straight and narrow, so I walked abroad

Employed by my instincts, it’s like doing wrong was my job

And I’m just telling the truth

Because from my pen leaks my confessions

And the pad is my booth

Confidentially subjecting myself to ridicule

But at least I know who I am…
WHO ARE U???

Monday, March 30, 2009

"GRAFFITI"

To most the definition of Graffiti is "images or lettering scratched, scrawled, painted or marked in any manner on property. Graffiti is sometimes regarded as a form of art and other times regarded as unsightly damage or unwanted.
Graffiti has existed since ancient times, with examples going back to Ancient Greece and the Roman Empire and may range from simple scratch marks to elaborate wall paintings. In modern times, spray paint and markers have become the most commonly used materials. In most countries, defacing property with graffiti without the property owner's consent is considered vandalism, which is punishable by law. Sometimes graffiti is employed to communicate social and political messages. To some, it is an art form worthy of display in galleries and exhibitions; to others it is merely vandalism. There are many different types and styles of graffiti and it is a rapidly evolving artform whose value is highly contested, being reviled by many authorities while also subject to protection, sometimes within the same jurisdiction."

Graffiti is an expression of feeling and emotion, which is art. Graffiti is one of the most forgotten and unaccepted arts, but has been a major movement for a long time. Graffiti is something so unexplainable; it is so much more than just words sprayed on a surface. It has touched many issues that have been hard to influence, such as; the streets, struggle to be free and creative, and the struggle to get a positive message heard in a negitive place.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Graffiti ART



Hitlers's Art


















Hitler will always be remembered by most as a bad person who never did anything progressive or beneficial. That may be true in many ways, but the thing that most people don't know about Hitler is that he also did Artwork. Though he never fulfilled his dream to attend a School for the Fine Arts, he did manage to create about 2,000 works of Art. He also was a part of the design of the Volkswagen. Hitler's artwork never made it past that, and he will not be remembered as a Fine Artist, but he did put his own mark on artwork forever. To see more of Hitler's art, follow this Link http://www.hitler.org/art/



























Wednesday, January 28, 2009

A Photo's Voice

As I Look...
Though the smiles almost hide the tears
Which crawled deep from my soulpoor i sigh...tears pour from my eyes
Why do I cry?
because as I look, the smiles say I’m happy
and I see the love I felt at that moment in timebut it was just an allusion to the illusion that my happiness was {_framed_}
and the feelings I felt then, I will never feel the same
they say a picture's worth a thousand words
i can only think of one
PAIN
pain with temporary gain
but now its all gone
lost for me to never find
and though the picture is now ashes
the image is still burned in my mind
this picture held my deepest desires
all of my dreams
all of my hope
all of my peace
all of my joy
all of my happiness
all of my love
all of me
along with all of my fears
and while I don't have a thousand words
this photo is worth a thousand tears