the Art


 Pictures rolling..Experience the magic of art come alive..

from sketch to style..art is of how we work out and how we think out before working to zoom the why?…

Started from the canvas, we turned it into some art..the more I reveal, the more they real me…

art and order, are the relatives that refuse to relate..art is in its nature perfect, 100% in another kind of form.

we don't know how many mistakes are in a masterpiece as mistake is a part of art..

art is correction as of  a positive escape..a fault executed so well, but not persecuted...

apologies are empty, we need healing, of relative corrective…

we manipulate statistics to paint 'the' picture..as of martial arts of life..

paint your world, for its your word on thy work..nobody gets angry at a painted wall..

for reality check, check on the reality..the end shall justify the means..

 

Its bonkers, everyone is an artist..as brilliance is anonymous, ideas are overrated…

the true work of art is but a shadow of the divine perfection..

all great things come in three, to start we count 123..of the Trinity's…

the art of relativity, where anyone can know, the point is to understand...

follow the bounce, of tone is far proper than of  text…

wish it could all be magic and miracle..of fake reality there is nothing to be proven...…

why white is so right until we go back..yet black never goes back…

your boundaries are your quests..what's right what's wrong?

the gate to the soul is the eye..beauty 'lies' in the eyes, what of the blind?

prefer honor, of selfworth..the heart and the mind, the art of better advice… 

trivalise the sympathy pain..when you feel you fill…

there's this tingling sensation, feels good but it's rush..for once a damage is done it's done

of the real life hologram..stop worrying rather be wowing..


The heart of peace, the piece of art..the art of affirmations is like love notes in ones mind..

what we think is absolutely true today, may someday ridicule us..of blind facts…

can debate the decision but can't fault the finish..better decision wise…

as the chickens came home to roost is of politic art…

we only enjoy the problem of others when we are in trouble..for its often fun until it happens to you..

in the multitude of my thoughts within, thy comforts delight my soul…

news is under threat just when we need it the most..there is always more to the poster..

it maybe of a solution, maybe a spot on, it’s must be the myth…

the language of the world as it is by nature…

Knowledge is of the past, ignorance is of the future..

 

Serenity the tranquil balance of heart and mind..so as of the livity…

without black, no colour has any depth..as shadow is a colour as light is but less brilliant..

what's real on mind, at heart, in hand and that of illusion?

doubting a doubt is an action..where doubt is there is the truth…

nomination is a big deal, as of winning as a ceremony..show me who you are to give a match..

True colours make it real in sequence..the test of me is of my testimonial taste…

nothing worse than having things you ain't got to say…

there's often a lot more to offer than just the image..of attitude is never natural...

it's not about how much we give, but the loving in giving…

for getting rich is a science, as building wealth is an art…

Greatness is a lie for anyone but for one…

God the ever GREAT artist.

 

 

 

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