Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela was born in Transkei, South Africa on July 18, 1918. His father was Hendry Mphakanyiswa of the Tembu Tribe. Mandela himself was educated at University College of Fort Hare and the University of Witwatersrand where he studied law. He joined the African National Congress in 1944 and was engaged in resistance against… Continue reading The Life You Give: Nelson Mandela *VII 18 1918
— repeat —
The past, and the next second, the experience, and the hunger, joy, and its intermittent absence, everything, everything seems to be the resilience which demands repetition, not to preserve life but to live it — in composed sounds, in uttered words and their placement, in the gentle push to invest mind, spirit, and flesh, even… Continue reading Repetition is a form of change
From the myriad I have seen, about a million encountered, thousands spoken to, hundreds spoken with, and from the dozens I love, the desire seems to be freedom, toiling towards security, hoping for peace, aspiring redemption, and believing in paradise. I simply am, repeatedly finding myself in the middle of beauty
It would be unfair. They might kill you. The cobbler does not know me, and I know not of him. Yet, I wear them in sincerity.
we will go there
In society — of the animal, of the spirit, of culture — amongst all its members, the artist is one of the few working daily with the raw beauty and raw challenge of being in life, while inspired to digest, express, and share it.
I - the attractive color of a ripe papaya, and the structure of the seeds, as well as the contrast the fruit displays within itselfII - the green of cilantro —- a color which does not achieve much attraction, although it is a “beautiful” sight on its own III - the joint placement of two… Continue reading Takes on “beauty”
Within much of what I have been, and amongst plenty of what I have seen, beauty has soothed me. Again, and again, it has explained surface and essence of things, and of non-things, to the point of manifestations in mild but deep rooted lip movements which are much more than smiles.To the eye, beauty has… Continue reading Behold. Question.
Everything begins in the mind I assert All is in the mind wanting to be But what of it if it does not feel contained by a body?
As a pianist, Chopin was unique in acquiring a reputation of the highest order on the basis of a minimum of public appearances—few more than 30 in the course of his lifetime. His original and sensitive approach to the keyboard allowed him to exploit all the resources of the piano of his day. He was… Continue reading The concept of The Life You Give, and why Frédéric Chopin
the brightness of one is yet at the mercy of the surrounding ones perceiving
There are cavities within the body - some physical, some immaterial. In these cavities there is energy ever so gently and perpetually vibrating. To create is not the manifestation of things in one’s head.Ideas need expression. A creative individual might at times go insane if all this energy does not find its way into expression… Continue reading Expression
Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela was born in Transkei, South Africa on July 18, 1918. His father was Hendry Mphakanyiswa of the Tembu Tribe. Mandela himself was educated at University College of Fort Hare and the University of Witwatersrand where he studied law. He joined the African National Congress in 1944 and was engaged in resistance against… Continue reading Nelson Mandela — April 20 1964 / The Rivonia Trial
A Brief History of Penmanship on National Handwriting Day By JENNIE COHENUpdated AUG 22, 2018 / original: JAN 23, 2012 Borrowing aspects of the Etruscan alphabet, the ancient Romans were among the first to develop a written script for transactions and correspondence. By the fifth century A.D. it included early versions of lowercase letters and… Continue reading A Handwriting Celebration
… but be conscientious about what you are leaving behind — daily.
Yes! Music is love, and only love In voice, drums, hums, and words Billions of pieces of music are on the praise, the need, the beauty of love And those of destruction They are merely imploring for love
It is often hiding
is not a set goal. I am resolute.I live in resolution.I vibrate in resolution.I fall asleep, and stand awake,stand asleep, and fall awake,not resolute to a goalbut in the trajectory —- that of building.My resolution is not a set goal—- not set, not a state to be reachedbut beinginhaling and exhaling the joy and beautythat… Continue reading My Resolution…