808 days ago
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Designer’s Evolution at having Livid Imagination
What happens when the door is opened and ‘livid imagination’ meets the powers that are written in wood?
....these are the thoughts that transform my desire for design, much as the stretching of an old wineskin when new wine is poured in, and as my horizon is gone to vertical mode of jacob’s latter, i am culled out to release some jewels of what amasses within my head….
—-designer’s evolution is...
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821 days ago
by frank |
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Etchings That Come From Wood
....and so twas at the closure of an-other day, while out walking my feet in forests of green, that the clomp-clomp mistaken plop-plop of rattled brain fraze, was awakened by the desire before my eyes of one such as you….
—-where i was coming from was of no-consequence before your ire, and that you had called to lead me here was now understood, since your trunk of structure gave me soundings of the rage, that was gathered inside your wood of stee...
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839 days ago
by frank |
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What I Need Comes by Way of Wood
….from where i sit, the woods give grace, in the light of coming day-space, where off in the distance,
....there walks one who cannot come back….
—-ah yes, what is to be the conflict, of this one shaped as a mis-fit, dis-in-tangled from the society of structure,
....and walking now by sound of ‘deep calling unto deep’....
Long were the ages of past, when the ancients of old, gave forth the tales we are told, and so...
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846 days ago
by frank |
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All Creation Awaits….
....how well you exercise your own creativity, will only be matched by the time you spend ignoring what other’s say, and getting on with the real work of creating a place for what you have to say, even to the point of daring to pique or provoke at the same time....
What you have to show of your work, will in time be measured by the hours of toil and sweat you have invested and not by dancing to the tune of those who gather around to offer compliments of...
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848 days ago
by frank |
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Parabolic Works of ‘Wood Art’
....today is my moment of now, like where was yesterday when all is past, and what be-comes of foresight in tommorow, is but a shadow of finding past….
—-so once again i go ahead.
....who plows a furrow with their head stuck in some frown, and what gives those other’s right to say follow this way, tis no-small thing to walk behind the footsteps of some ridiculous king, like now i tend to know that all was for their pleasurab...
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849 days ago
by frank |
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Visual Imagination
….so the lighting and thunder clap their hands, a leaf falls to the ground sending forth vibrations of welcome, an ant crawls out from under that leaf in the light of day, and i stare just knowing that all ‘just is’ as should be….
—-from my place of silence in these wooded fields of dreams, comes an-other much like my-self seeking repose, after all what use is body or soul confined to theological debate, when by the spirit one learns to d...
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855 days ago
by frank |
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Gone Waundering
....gone waundering! gone waundering and so i go, out in the outback’s of my mind, far from the shore’s of hominal demesne….
—-gone waundering where the paths of other’s have not trod, while the winds of government’s blow past my head, i catch the currents of ancient’s past, and watch as these gladly welcome me back….
—-gone waundering with a golden field of dreams, when to my awakened surprise i saw the reality, h...
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857 days ago
by frank |
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Dedicated Hummock’s That Inspire
....from where comes this now my way of having a working mode, when before this place i call home, there starts the un-ravel in front of my eye, and so i am lost within the beauty of a moment’s twinkle of ‘wood art’....
—-why even now the tears cascade down my eyes, as i am in-riched by this wonderous panorama that opens up, having no-place to go in this game of hide and seek, i eat bount-i-fully of the feast that has been s...
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859 days ago
by frank |
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Inveterate Punning of Wood Creations
….clearly i have be-come now, of some consequence in this matter, which has issued forth from me, called by my right-full name of ‘wood movement’....
—-and were it not so, would not i be in-debited, to the common fusing of ill timed vagrant slobbering’s, of the many who would so seek to contain me after their way….
—-i am as limitless as the stars in the heavens, who all-ready knowing their movement in ti...
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861 days ago
by frank |
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Running With Imagination
....running with imagination is eating the opportunities of all that is before me!
Come take a walk with me today….this morning down the corridors of mind, where the the dreams of opportunity are weighed on the scales of infinite grace, across from limited fate and imagination tips the scales in favor of mercy triumphing over judgment.
....gaze you, to stare down this pathway of what shall yet be, as i am giving in to the art of all that is ‘very ...
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