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by Wendie Busig-Kohn Creative inspiration can come to you from love, passion, even GRIEF. I stood there, just staring at the four palm trees I'd planted. A week ago, the grass had been removed. Yesterday I attended a funeral for my best friend, Donny Frank. Only one night before that,... Continue »
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Here's an example of just one of the many creative challenges that will be a part of THE ARTIST IN YOU TV SHOW! THE CHALLENGE? We asked a group of artists to leave behind their usual creative utensils, put on a favorite song, and "paint" with their bodies, TO THE... Continue »
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The words have not been spoken, nor the actions ever seen, But the sparkle then indifference make a nightmare of this dream. I've looked at our time together, re-lived it word by word, I've tried to find some answers but my questions go unheard. I've looked so hard for reasons... Continue »
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by Tracie Koziura From the darkness your shadow emerges Drawn by my troubled dreamless sleep Seeking out my deepest desires Searching for the secrets I keep. You pass through the innocent vision To the demons hidden deep down within Your whispers compel my obedience Your power and strength feed their... Continue »
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by Tracie Koziura As I look in your eyes, I see triumph and madness Yet I long to tell you the pain that I feel I long to understand the fear and resentment find a way for this rift between us to heal I bear no ill will towards you... Continue »
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I know how much you're hurting and I wish I could feel your pain the relief would be intoxicating like dancing in the summer rain I know how much you're hurting and I wish I could fill your nights the company wouldn't be a stranger insensitive to the war you... Continue »
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by Tracie Koziura Happiness comes from within and, whilst it can live in harmony alongside imposters such as wealth, health, family, friends or possessions, it will never diminish without them. However, true happiness will never exist without the presence of a clear conscience... ~ Tracie Koziura ~ "Reflections" by Tracie... Continue »
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There is something very primal about the feelings I get when I'm close to a wolf, or dog, that is snarling...the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and the gradual rise of adrenalin is intoxicating - I would never challenge either animal to the point of danger... Continue »
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by Rebelwolf The raw power of life lives in the caverns, while the subtle nuances parade for all to see. But while the spectacle may be dazzling and hypnotizing, you’ll find me in the deepest darkest cavern of all, drinking deep the true flavours of the soul. I hope not... Continue »
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by Rebelwolf Created for Christmas 2010, "Has He Been Yet?" features Taz, the worlds first CyberPog, in really smmmmmmashing seasonal attire waiting patiently for his yearly chat and chow-down with his cheerful chum, Santa Claus! Taz has been my loyal companion for just over 14 years now and I am... Continue »
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by Tracie Koziura As the poison of man spreads across the land so some find the power to fuel their own gain. Preaching their bigoted righteous damnation preying on the raw open wounds of the pain. Stirring the emotions into a frenzy till the anger rises and the hatred burns.... Continue »
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by Rebelwolf Most people recognise the actor Vincent D'Onofrio particularly in his TV role as Bobby Goren in Law & Order: Criminal Intent. However, away from the screen, he is a very private person and not so much is known about the real man. Vincent is one of those special... Continue »
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Written By: Amanda Mouras A series of cries arose from the distances. It was to low to know what had really made them. My twin brother awoke from the bed across our room. “Did you hear that?” he murmured still drowsy from sleep. “I’m going to check it out,” I... Continue »
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Written and drawn by Amanda Mouras A young girl stood frozen in the midst of a crowd of onlookers. They were watching one of their fellow villagers fighting a member of the royal court. The dreaded and hated court. The cold winter air wrapped around the scene. Fogging everything around... Continue »
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by Amanda Mouras "Run," Kingsley's words echoed in my mind over and over again. And I ran. Running was the only thing my body knew to do lately. That was the only option I had left now. Run from everything. The expermenting academy. Uprising war ahead. Calhoun. The traitor I... Continue »
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by Amanda Mouras My eyes slowly flutter open to see another starless night. I had lost count of the nights I have awoken too. Dark gray clouds rolled overhead blocking the cruel moonlight. The only light my eyes mostly see now. The thing that had allowed my curse to exist.... Continue »
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by Amanda Mouras A light. Faint and flickering, still I saw it. A small hue of acid green moving in the distance. I couldn't recall how I came to be here. I didn't have really any idea where I was. Everything around me was black. Only the green light was... Continue »