If some things come in, then there must be a way out,
And if you could find no way out,
then it becomes a thistle in the flesh.
For one's destiny is not born, nor written in pain or in fate,
But created through it.
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Angel wings no more pain
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"The future imposes itself. Don't lie to yourself by saying you're preparing for it, because in thinking so you might actually be destroying your future beyond repair"
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"I feel writers paint with our words. Painters use their paints. Both paint and words come from the artist."
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"I feel paint or words both come from the artist."
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Some days are unbearable. Today is no exception. The pain is still there, the disbelief remains, yet somehow, today is better than yesterday.
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One can feel pain without it being revealing, no one can tell how a heart is feeling.
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Clouds are a delight to the eye, supreme paintings floating in the sky.
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Celibacy must not be a source of grief, pain, urges or frustration, but one of pride, strenght, dominance and enlightment. June 2026.
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"Paint with paint or paint with words just make it breathless."
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It hurts so bad, but I can't walk away
it's like
--I live for the pain
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For sure, we can overwork things, and ourselves...when painting, an important mastery of art is to sense when to stop. I do...but like you am seldom certain. Once risen above the self, it is such a daunting responsibility knowing all that we do also represent elements of God.
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Hope is a strange ride
Its destiny unpaid, an invisible token
We cannot afford to hide
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"Pain is the fire that refines our strength; it may burn, but it fuels the drive to rise higher."--Neo Lechwenyo
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Poetry is similar to painting: learning when to put down a brush is just as important as the reason for picking one up.
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Creativity...a moment with God! Yes, spirit is everywhere one is open to receiving. The everything that went into a small blossom -- each wonder an introduction, a doorway to one's greater miracle of divinely seeing and expressing. Nothing exists outside of God...and all are connected, meridians of The Infinite. Write...paint...invent~ a never-ending journey.
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Pain I had,
filtered
what was impure
and blessed me
with true joy.
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“God hath given you one face,” sister, daughter, wife and mother: Not even Vermeer could hope to trace let alone paint you such another.
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I am not the slave of feelings, nor the instrument of pain: Divinity plays all my stops and strings with melodies heard everywhere I go.
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Much better if life is more than a habit, remains a burning desire despite the condition of its home. If asked to come back, I will, despite the painful challenges. Duty to self and others. Much I have yet to understand.
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Pain strives to firmly grasp our heart's door so it opens to reveal us.
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It is as absurd and futile to try to explain the meaning of a poem by constructing a prose paraphrase of it as it would be to use the same method to try to explain the meaning of a painting, dance, or musical performance.
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No one can run away from the fear of death. Or avoid the pain it brings in life. Edblo Media Quotes
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Sometimes a person's silence is enough to describe the emotions of his heart ------- people who feel your silence can feel your pain , and who cannot ,you know what they'll never gain.
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"the painful conflict between thinking you gave your all and later realizing it maybe wasn't what he needed"
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Those who seek pleasure, will also find pain. Those who seek discomfort will find strength. Do not aim for pleasure. Aim for strength.
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If I can't understand your pain, why should you care about mine!
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Extreme pleasure kills as much as extreme pain. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
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"As an artist writing with your pen writing your words. As an artist painting with your brush pretty colors."
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Artists resemble oysters - the uglier the mollusk, the prettier it’s pearls. And each of them - a grain of sand or even just a vermin in the past, that brought the bearing creature pain and suffering.
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