A Poem

A poem is a short story told, conceived in a thought,
based on emotion, then spoken from the heart.
A conveyor of words where language is art, where ideas
and expressions are just a small part. Wisdom and
magic are part of each line, stirring up images deep
in your mind. Creating words through the power of
thought, telling your stories straight from your heart.
Taking this journey through the realms of the mind,
inspiring others with visions of time. A place where
imagination and fantasies start, traveling places by
the use of pure thought.

Bruce Knipp

Change for a dollar

How much does it take to change the world? It seems, just a dollar,    

   one person at a time.                                                                          

 

 

 

 

A Great Video

Temporary

Theirs this list of things that some very talented people do, called temporary art.
Art that lasts only months, weeks, days, hours, and in some cases only minutes or
seconds. And the list of these art projects known as temporary, is pretty extensive,
When these artists are asked why, all the work and talent just to have it gone in a short
time, like it was never there. They point out that life is like there art, temporary, alas
all things in this world are but temporary things, some last longer then others but still,
just temporary.

So I would like to introduce you to some artists and there art, I would call temporary.
First is sand sculpture http://www.noupe.com/inspiration/40-mindblowing-sand-sculptures-from-around-the-world.html  under the right conditions sand sculptures can last about a month.

The next is called Ice sculpture http://www.noupe.com/inspiration/40-insane-ice-sculptures.html
ice sculptures last until the temperature starts to rise.

Then there's crop circles and more. http://weburbanist.com/2009/02/02/aerial-art-crop-circles/
You can say want you what about crop circle's but I call it art. Last till the crop is harvested.

How about some snow art. http://inhabitat.com/artist-makes-giant-wintry-crop-circles-just-by-walking-in-the-snow/simon-beck-snow-art2/

Here is some 3D sidewalk art http://weburbanist.com/2007/09/21/3-amazing-3d-street-artists-urban-graffiti-from-around-the-world/

And then there,s Andy Goldworthy a natrual artist http://makingamark.blogspot.com/2012/05/video-andy-goldsworthy-speaks-about-his.html

Sand Painting http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k43xQ7VfmTQ
These pictures last only seconds

The Unfairness of Life

Been a lot of talk lately about fairness, so I thought I'd just
add my two cents into the conversation. So here it goes, Life Is
Not Fair, it's not supposed to be, what life is, is a challenge.
A set of obstacles to be overcome, some of us have enormous
difficulties to overcome, while others seem to just skate through
life with not a care in the world. A case of the grass being
greener on the other side. Fairness in life doesn't exist, it's
against the laws of nature, it's a dog eat dog would, where only
the strong survive.

Now some in government talk about try to legislate fairness.
Try as you may, you can not legislate fairness, because it can't
be done for long, sooner or later it will revert back to the laws
of nature. Life is just not fair, deal with it.



Bruce Knipp

The Little Things

When things seem to get overwhelming in your life, its time to take a
brake, and start to look at the little things in life that are all around
us. Things we have seen many times before, now its time to see them with the
eyes of  children, its time to see the wonder and magic of it all. A sunrise
when the dark of night fades into the light of day, and your day starts with amazing colors spread across the morning sky. If its spring or summer you can watch
the erratic flight of a butterfly as it crosses your yard, or the air show
put on by dragonflies or the wonders of the hummingbird as it hovers at the flowers edge.
The rainbow after a spring rain, lighting chasing itself across the darkened sky. In fall the colors of the leaves or in winter snow flakes on the window pain, a dense fog that makes the familiar, unfamiliar.
The Sunset, when light races to meet the darkness of the night sky with bold colors bouncing off clouds before its demise, the sound of crickets closing
out the day and the small lights of fireflies blinking through the night.
Time travelers called star light that not many stop to see anymore. All
these things and many more are free, they only need a little of your time,
in return, they will cleanse your mind and restore your soul.