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War is PeaceWAR IS PEACE
War is peace when freedom is protection,
Where living means survival,
When dying means living another day.
War is peace when the past you cannot recall,
When children will not play,
Where people can only crawl.
War is peace when time stops and delays,
Where words have no meaning at all,
Where grass grows dull gunpowder gray.
War is peace when peace has no other name.
Don't Fear the ReaperDon't Fear the Reaper
If you've ever experienced the odd sensation of leaving your body right before you start to fall asleep, there's a theory that explains this feeling. This theory isn't scientifically based at allit's actually an old beliefand it says that your spirit leaves your body every night while you sleep and wanders around in a dimension made of fantasies and nightmares. Sometimes spirits get lost in that world and never find their way back, leaving their body behind. Because the soul and body are connected but not necessarily permanently attached, someone can actually lose their mortal life without dying if the spirit gets itself turned around while it's out for the night. Without a soul, a body is just an empty shell.
This idea is partly Buddhist and partly my own, I'll admit. My explanation of the afterworld ties into this spirit concept. If your spirit goes missing, and your body eventually dies on its own, your spirit is still alive somewhere between here a
Fish Fall From the Sky
God is a Master Painter and Fish Fall From the Sky
We always pose the question, "What is the true definition of beauty?" because it's become such an overused wordmuch like the word 'love' is. When you say something is beautiful, you can be referring to a painting, a car, a woman, or a piece of music. You may even use the term ironically and say something like, "That hole I dug into the ditch with my car was a real beauty!" Just for clarification, that's something I myself have said before. Once. I'm not such an awful driver, honestly.
First, let it be known that I'm an artist at heart, an avid reader, and an audiophile. I once visited the Art Institute of Chicago Museum, which houses over three hundred thousand pieces of art. Some things in there almost moved me so much as to start crying because I thought they were so amazing. It was inspiring to see what people could do with mere pencil or paint. I've always seen what artists do as the ability to see the world in such a way tha
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