9/25/14 Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will! Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was here? Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. Heres much to do with hate, but more with love. Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate! O any thing, of nothing first create! O heavy lightness! serious vanity! Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms! Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health! Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is! This love feel I, that feel no love in this. Dost thou not laugh? Expression from Oppression! IHOAP V/M “Creativity is discontent translated into arts” -Eric Hoffer- youtu.be/xi_X_hkPclE
Posted on: Thu, 25 Sep 2014 17:59:18 +0000
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