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JASON0980 - Archived Blog Posts

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Praise to the man
Who is foolish enough to give his heart
I envy you for you eyes
Which see the World as a field of joy
Forgetting the fact that if you get cut you bleed
In your world there is no pain
Suffering is foreign
And rain is wondrous life
To the forest where you play

How I long for those days
Before I learned that love is a dagger
Waiting to pierce you heart
Taking delight in your agony
I am no longer worthy of the praise of man
But give me no pity
For one day you too shall learn
Pray now to the powers of Heaven
For mercy, compassion, and strength
But do not dare ask for the gift of love
For it is only a season
Followed by never ending Winter.
 
ok this one is pretty old. I wrote it when i was a christian years ago. but i like it, and it is my first poem. so here it is called Faith.


Look unto tomorrow For the Sun shines again
Hide not your heart from the one who holds your future
Let joy over take your heart
Know that the battle is won
Yet take up arms for greater victory
Shield yourself form the evil one
Who comes at you from behind
Do not look back
But for to learn
For there are no failures
Only fires that burned bridges
Meant only for Evil's crossing

Sing
From you heart
For even the most wretched noise
Is joyous to the Almighty
When given in praise

Strong hands hold you
Mighty grace keeps you
And love will always abound
When you walk in FAITH



 

It was only a dream
I awoke to the Moon's light dancing through my window
Coming to rest upon
The face of the man I truly love

It was only a dream
I slip from my bed to walk the halls
Of my haven from the storm
Peace holds me in her arms
Here I fear no harm

But alas,
It was only a dream
I lie here in this black cold night
Soaking in the rain of life
Relentless pounding on my heart
My dream fades into the dark
 

Just outside my window pane
The world is changing every day
With each risisng of the Sun
A brand new chance o come undone
To be set free
To scream out loud
To stand up tall
To stand up proud
Show the eyes what they must see
Tell the World what i can be
But, today
I'll hide away
Maybe tomorrow I'll be me
Yes, maybe tomorrow I'll be free.

 


i love the way they did this video. the three women that shaped one man's life. and the way he shaped, and controlled theirs.

it makes me think of my father, and the woman that made him who he is. i loved my grandma, but it makes me sad to think that she didn't know how to show my father the love he needed. because of it he has ruled the lives of everyone he has known since. i have never felt so sorry for him.
 
I just finished my website yesterday. now its time to work on advertising and promotion. Not sure how to do all that, but I didn't know how to build a website before I did. So on to the next learning experience :) I'm really excited about getting it up there, but to be honest i'm more excited about getting back to painting. this has taken all of my time so far this week, i'm hoping to get the bulk of it done this week so after this i can just maintain it and focus on making art.

bt anyway feel free to look around and let e know what you think of it. there are comment pages on there and a blog that i need to start working on.
http://nathanieleverhart.com/default.aspx

talk to you all soon,
Jason
 
The canvas is dirty
The picture makes no sense
It's time to lay the brushes down
And put away the pens
The empty space upon the wall
Brings relief to those who saw
The broken lines that created . nothing . at . all
The piercing colors burned your eyes
The textures closed your mind
No tears will fall for this art
Once it's left behind
 
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