Little Annie lived with her grandparents, David and Rosie. When she was only seven months old, Sicilia, her mother died. Annie was never told why, she didn't need to know. Peter, her father couldn't bear the burden of raising a child all by himself, so he gave her to Davids. He often came to visit … Continue reading The First Fall
This is how I should start: what is an image: a mere evidence of a moment. A moment that has already happened somewhere in the timeline or has happened in someone's mind if you talk about abstract or contemporary art. An image or painting or sketch or imagery art of that sort is just a … Continue reading The Prologue and the Epilogue of an Image
"Take up one idea. Make that one idea your life - think of it, dream of it, and live on that idea. Let the brain, muscles, nerves, every part of your body, be full of that idea, and just leave every other idea alone. This the way to success, that is the way, great spiritual … Continue reading Dream of Success
Well, long days, no see. NO, I was not tired, I was not in hospital, I was not in jail, and I was not busy though. I just had nothing in my mind to write about. In fact I started writing about something special, something important. But somehow I could not finish. And day after … Continue reading Dying in hunger for freedom OR Slavery for protection?
Well in my last blog entry, I was talking about my view point towards the life. Life is something what I consider to be a place to find yourself in the eternity of creative happiness. Yes it is creative and it is about happiness, if you can feel so. So it is up to you, … Continue reading A cup of coffee
I am not a good writer; even I don’t wanna be. But sometimes some thoughts dash around my mind and bring a bright sparkle to my head, which tells me, it has to be written down. But unfortunately I can't find perfect words when I need them most. But I need to speak to the … Continue reading Beautiful Mind