An abstracted view of the reality we live
Viewable in two dimensions, three
And in the fourth

Art is expansionist
As a means of expression
My will over yours

.........different values
make for different treatments
.....thus making art...lost
.
.
..(what is unappreciated may
..still be art - take zabadooey
............for example)

Art is society
Art is personal
Art is what anyone chooses it to be
Art is images for peoples walls mostly

.....what is art indeed
.it may be an expression
...of culture or thought
.
.
(regardless of the viewer,
...........at times)

Always up 5.30 (am)
Some responsibilities
And go to bed late

Innate taste for some
Is often correctly used
Instinct is just right

Thought SF and Mox
New Yorkers, US at least
How do you know this?

People do not care to understand
Desire is enough, for the masses
they don't know art but they know what they like

......you're up so early
or staying up quite too late
......what is the matter

weights make me feel good about myself
weights unlifed make me feel guilty
weights taunt me

Desire is not enough
To know why? One must have some
Understanding

.travelling, you say
sf is from zimbabwe
..mox not far away

Ronin the master
The magic of words used well
Makes me ill at ease

A paintings true value comes not from the artist
But from the viewer
Value comes with personal desire

.........tropical outpours
..with incessant winds blowing
........the venetian blinds
.
.
(as if of the cold november rain)

Soft rain shines the roads
Thoughts of travel haunt my mind
Leads my eye away

......rains pouring strongly
like the torrents* of deep pain
......of losing something**
.
.
..........(* - relentless)
.
.
.......(** - or...someone)

Karate kept me
Mobile, use Yoga instead
And less violent now

Don

His early stuff

words and meaning lost in conversation
Vebal sub dialogue ambiguous at best
language a barrier to understanding, yes?

He

........a labrador with
leather skin of golden brown
....lost to nature's ways

Now ronin steady
You

Evangelism
is a virulent evil
and it is spreading

......in memory of
the golden red arwana
.that has passed away

Traveling so fast
Dam now my secret is out
Have to write myself

I am not a pimp
Would it be Australia?
I'd like to go there

All I have to do
Is just insult them and hey
I get to the top

..........a withered bonsai
clothed in dull brown stands alone
.........in the morning rains

Ironic really
Those that seem to hate, push me
Ever near the top

Anyway the way
My imposters are posting
It

I will stop one short
So you

Ash, Ash don

There you are "stupid"
That

A politician
Makes millions but not remain
At least in same job

An evangelist
Can lie, make millions get caught
Say sorry start again

within a few days
my works will be outnumbered
though never outclassed

With Evangelists?
Say juries out on that one
Politicians too

Through the use of lies
And deceits not far behind
Can we remain good?

Is it possible?
That a balance can be kept
With good and evil

Sitting at the keys
Here on a dull gray morning
Thinking, Not a lot

Missed my vocation
I should write some greetings cards
Its ok I know

The balls in question
Happen to be football balls
You

That

You think you

32034, 32041, 32042, 32043, 32045, 32048, 32052, not mine:

we die anyway
your direction not needed
be happy till then

no one cares about anyone so go die