What is interesting about these flowers is that raindrops will get wedged just between the intersection at the top of the flower.

Needlework in the park in better days.

Today the Ukrainians have very little reason to smile or laugh; my heart bleeds for them.

ART/ CAPITALISM

I cleaned my slate, ie Read:

Cleaned the Slate

I made a choice:

What Defines IDIOT?

I hauled water and chopped wood:

As An Artist/Conventionality

If you then can’t understand my perception of Artist pursuant to your reading of thosree afore mentioned essays,

then all I have done is talk to myself in these writings,

which means

I’ll say ‘Apples’ and you’ll hear ‘Oranges’ forever.

In a nutshell,

I no longer will marry my Art to Capitalistic endeavor.

Very simple,

I follow,

I don’t chase.

I accept what is offered.

I follow invitation.

I don’t stay where I don’t feel welcome.

I live my art, I don’t work it, And I will not let it work me.

I’ve paid all those

dues that you described as frustrations and blames of your friends and acquaintances. It took over thirty years of my sluggin’ through the same shit as those folks in order to be worthy of the Patron I now have. Talent must be developed to become Art.

Let those people who want the Americanist instant gratification suffer the same lessons and heartbreaks I did.

I don’t have a dribble of heart-bleed or sympathy to offer, I spent all of mine on myself, it cost me everything I loved.I don’t worry bout tomorrow

I don’t put my faith in Social Security,

God is more Certain, he handles my Faith

and he will not Rob from me,

and faith’s there when I need it.

I am no longer the rich man

who stores and stores

and builds bigger barns.

If you’ve got a nickel, you’ve got

150 million people, 4 governments,

three million attorneys,

and a Kitchen Cabinet full of Judges

and a thousand Doctors trying

to figure out how to get it from you,

Usually in little chunks at a time,

and if you find yourself in the ditch,

they’ll demand it all

for their promise to help you out.

I have A few changes of clothes and a guitar.

I’ll never own a material possession

that I would fight to Keep,

I’ll give anybody anything I have if they ask, and,

if I see they need it more than I.

I am happy.

I provide for my needs as is necessary,

the same as I provided for my family,

But my needs are much, much, much simpler

and easier to come by. I like being a Romantic.

I love being a kept man, for I am appreciated

for who I am and what I do.

I pursue my happiness the way I pray for

something, as if I have already received it, for I have.

And I never, ever pray for anything Material.

I accept what is offered, I make do with what I’ve got.

I might produce a few CD’s to sell from my suitcase for sustenance, and for those whom I meet who really want to share my music,

but not for the sole sake of profit.

I’ll use my art in trade for sustenance.

If all that doesn’t shine a light on the issue

you find confusing about my stance

on Money and Art,

You may never understand.

View On Black

View On White

"i've found out that i was wrong

i've stumbled and fallen down,

why can't i turn this frown upside down?

why can't i do this?

why must i be alone?

please stay with me,

don't leave,

this is what i really need, please?

i've broken down,

i'm nothing, why! now?

it's been so long,

since i heard the sound,

the sound of your holy voice,

my only hope,

next time,

i will be listening,

waiting,

because this heart beats

bleeds,

bleeds for only you,

my heart

so please don't fade away,

please do run away,

please.....?

my heart...."

Shot Details:

Camera: D80 - 32mm (18-200VR) - f/5.6 - 1/200 - ISO200 SB600 Fired Above Behind Triggered by SB800 on camera facing opposite direction (so hind flash only)

Post Processing

Red Added in photoshop

bordering done in aperture using BorderFX

no further post processing

i know this shot has been done a million times but yeah i just had to do it with a filter ahaha

Rei was one of the very first Cosplayers I ever shot with, probably about 8-9 years ago. We've had a special bond ever since. I watched her grow into a famous person in Star Wars events and films. She oozes class, beauty, confidence, and sweetness. She is originally from Ukraine and her heart bleeds for her country. And she still treats me like an old friend - I really like that!

Newly released INK DRAWING, if you'd like to give her a new home, check out my Profile for links to find her :)

Image © Suzanne Woolcott. All Rights Reserved, please do not use without proper credit !

Thanks to Priscilla and Bryton for posing for this and Emilie for the cool pattern her powder room has, oh and a bit of layering brought the faded colors out more.

Al Saloha – “My Heart Bleeds”

Al Saloha is a master’s student studying for certification in information assurance in the Department Management Science and Information Systems in the Spears School of Business. A Palestinian born in the United Arab Emirates, Al grew up in New York and now calls Stillwater home. As he puts it, “That makes me a refugee, Emirati, Yankee Okie!” His poem is titled “My Heart Bleeds.”

Dinamite Club com o show de lançamento do novo álbum "Nós Somos Tudo o Que Temos". Com participações das bandas Horace Green, Hurry Up e Never Too Late. Fest esse ocorrido na cidade de São Paulo, Brasil na Jai Club, no dia 10/06/2017 .

never gone... just away... enough to keep me passed out on the floor. but i hope u're REALLY gone...

You came to me like a dream.

The kind that always leaves

Just as the best part starts.

It ends so abruptly

And leaves you stunned and naked

In your bedroom all alone.

It's kinda funny how something so soothing

Gets interrupted by the ring of a telephone.

My heart bleeds for what you never did until now...

a building's dark heart

bleeds grime; decay from it's seams

the city's mirror

View it Large on Black

Photographer Notes: single image, NX and Pixelmator edits.

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Dinamite Club com o show de lançamento do novo álbum "Nós Somos Tudo o Que Temos". Com participações das bandas Horace Green, Hurry Up e Never Too Late. Fest esse ocorrido na cidade de São Paulo, Brasil na Jai Club, no dia 10/06/2017 .

Oh, my heart bleeds...

Aww, how sweet. I have a heart on my chest. I must wuv you all. Had I the Photoshop skills to color it red, I'd say my heart bleeds for you.

This was back in college, probably senior year, right before I hacked the hair that left that mark right off. This is what happens when combine wet hair, t-shirts, and bosoms. Heart-shaped Rorshachs on your chest. Romantic huh?

February 9: Heart-Shaped Blotch

25/365 - Alkaline Trio - "Bleeder"

you came to me like a dream

the kind that always leaves,

just as the best part starts

it ends so abruptly.

and leaves you stunned and naked in your bedroom all alone.

it's kinda funny how something so soothing

gets interrupted by the ring of a telephone.

and you broke me like the cigarette that i busted on the day i quit

but now that i've been drinking i'm outta smokes and i wish that i had it.

woke up to my daily headache and the realization that you are gone.

oh my sweet darling happiness you've been away from me all along.

one thing that i've never said-

i'm truly happy in my heart and in my head.

a lonely liver suspended in liquid.

you came to me like a dream

the kind that always leaves,

just as the best part starts

it ends so abruptly.

and leaves you stunned and naked in your bedroom all alone.

it's kinda funny how something so soothing

gets interrupted by the ring of a telephone.

one thing that i've never said-

i'm truly happy in my heart and in my head.

a lonely liver suspended in liquid.

it's one thing that i never did was smile

missing a case - lacking a lid.

my heart bleeds for what you never did

you never did

for what you never did

never did

for what you never did

never did, never did, never did

you never did, you never did

it's one thing that i've never said-

i'm truly happy in my heart and in my head.

a lonely liver suspended in liquid.

it's one thing that i never did was smile

missing a case - lacking a lid

my heart bled for what you never did until now

Dinamite Club com o show de lançamento do novo álbum "Nós Somos Tudo o Que Temos". Com participações das bandas Horace Green, Hurry Up e Never Too Late. Fest esse ocorrido na cidade de São Paulo, Brasil na Jai Club, no dia 10/06/2017 .

Much Better

All I am just me

All I am trust me

Seeing your own inner hate

For Indian poets this Indian heart bleeds

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Righteousness

May the Lord

Fulfill your fleshy needs

Your venal sins

Like a serpent

Round your neck

Eyes glittering

Like hate beads

Shakespeare

God Speed

You bigot

Who hates all caste

Color and creed

Your evil thoughts casting aspersions

On your evil deeds

You your two line poems

Withering weeds

“Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled.”

For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.

(Psalm 11: 7)

He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

(Psalm 23: 3)

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.

(Psalm 23: 6)

He that hath clean hands, and a pure heart; who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully. He shall receive the blessing from the LORD, and righteousness from the God of his salvation.

(Psalm 24: 4,5)

The young lions do lack and suffer hunger: but they that seek the Lord shall not want any good thing.

(Psalm 34: 10)

Before the LORD: for he cometh, for he cometh to judge the earth: he shall judge the world with righteousness, and the people with his truth.

(Psalm 96: 13)

The LORD executeth righteousness and judgment for all that are oppressed.

(Psalm 103: 6)

But with righteousness shall he judge the poor, and reprove with equity for the meek of the earth: and he shall smite the earth: with the rod of his mouth, and with the breath of his lips shall he slay the wicked.

(Isaiah 11: 4)

Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled.

(Matthew 5: 6)

Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness' sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

(Matthew 5: 10)

But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.

(Matthew 6: 33)

For what the law could not do; in that it was weak through the flesh, Gad sending his own Son in the likeness of sinful flesh, and for sin, condemned sin in the flesh: That the righteousness of the law might be fulfilled in us, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit.

(Romans 8: 3,4)

And if Christ be in you, the body is dead because of sin; but the Spirit is life because of righteousness.

(Romans 8: 10)

For whom he did foreknow, he also did predestinate to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brethren. Moreover wham he did predestinate, them he also called: and whom he called, them he also justified: and whom he justified, them he also glorified.

(Romans 8: 29,30)

He that spared not his own Son, but delivered him up for us all, how shall he not with him also freely give us all things?

(Romans 8: 32)

But unto the Son he saith, Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever: a sceptre of righteousness is the sceptre of thy kingdom.

(Hebrews 1: 8)

Dress: Evie's Closet, Milli Mini (Lucky Dip 40L) Exclusive color. Got the one I wanted on the first try XD

Skin: Pink Fuel, Elly, Broken Hearts Bleed (75L - I think Project Themeory)

Hair: Maitreya, Green II

Eyes: Poetic Colors

Tattoo: Pididdle (from Red Packet Hunt)

Clavicle Piercing: Puncture

Dimple Piercing: Skream

Shoes: Maitreya

Pose: Del May, Easy (Group Gift)

Location: Bad Blood slurl.com/secondlife/Bad%20Blood/124/125/19

X's and O's or is it a manhole?

I'm so excited for the start of the NFL season. My heart bleeds red and gold although we've been miserable for about a decade, in Jim Harbaugh I trust! Go Niners!

Singh Ray Blue and Gold

Nikon 17-35mm

Nikon D70

In the Presidio, San Francisco, CA

I cry for all the victims of child abuse.

I cry for all the children who live in fear.

I cry for all the children who have lost their lives at the hands of others.

I cry for the children who are victims of incest.

I cry for the kidnap victims.

I cry for those who have lost their parents to an early death

or who watch them slip away to cancer.

I cry for all the children who are in pain from current or past abuses by adults.

My heart bleeds for you.

Treat all the children around you well like the prescious "little flowers" that they are!

Dinamite Club com o show de lançamento do novo álbum "Nós Somos Tudo o Que Temos". Com participações das bandas Horace Green, Hurry Up e Never Too Late. Fest esse ocorrido na cidade de São Paulo, Brasil na Jai Club, no dia 10/06/2017 .

Dinamite Club com o show de lançamento do novo álbum "Nós Somos Tudo o Que Temos". Com participações das bandas Horace Green, Hurry Up e Never Too Late. Fest esse ocorrido na cidade de São Paulo, Brasil na Jai Club, no dia 10/06/2017 .

Stallion

Lyrics by Michael Vance, music by Will Maples

From the rock musical “Johnathan Stallion”

Written in 1968 or 1969

Stallion’s hidden, trotting cold, beneath the winter sky

He has no name but Stallion; they have no names at all

Dripping candles at their windows send him beck and call

They wear masks while he’s at his work, he cannot see their tears

“Can you feel my need within? Stallion, fill my ears.”

The one’s who ride him, feed him, they have no games to play

Scarecrow women in their glass beds stuffed with tar and hay

He gives love carried in a jar, they cannot see his fears

“Can you feel m need within? Can you drink my tears?”

Stallion, winter stallion, born with three good legs

Crippled from the womb, youth never bloomed

Stallion teeth are ice, his kiss is fire

Wears his eyes by thin steel wires

He cannot hear their laughter; he has no name at all

Dripping candles at their windows send him beck and call

Each straw holds hurting, mocking eyes, he cannot read the look

He sleeps on cold street cobblestones, crippled and beaten

When his bed’s not warm woman, flesh and bone

He sleeps on ice street cobblestones, crippled and cheaten

And when he sleeps—he sleeps alone

Stallion, winter stallion, born with three good legs

Crippled from the womb, youth never bloomed

Stallion teeth are ice, his kiss is fire

Wears his eyes by thin steel wires

Stallion (Stallion) run!

Let the night hide you when your heart bleeds

Stallion (Stallion) hide!

When no mare needs a hot and lone steed

Stallion (Stallion) hide!

Let the night hide you when your heart rides

Stallion (Stallion) hide!

When no mare needs a lone midnight side

Now the local hoolies will have to find somewhere else to have their ten violet alcopops before punching each other through chip shop windows. My heart bleeds.

UPDATE - Apparently the damage wasn't as bad as originally thought and the place will be repaired. Damn.

Showcase Hearts Bleed Blue

Mundo Alto

Z Carniceria

04/dez/2015

Foto: Eduardo Luderer

www.sharongrimesart.com

Due to the artificial rice shortage, the people here in the Philippines are forced to line up every morning to buy the cheap NFA Rice at P18.25 per kilo.

Buying the commercial rice will cost from P36.00 pesos to P65.00 per kilo depend on what variety of rice you want to buy.

These people who lined up on NFA outlet lined up as early as 4am so they can get their 2 kilos of rice to feed their family. They brave the heat of the sun and even rain standing here just to buy the cheap rice.

I am passing here everyday of Bag-ong Dan Liloan, Cebu and my heart bleeds every time I see them lining. Its so timing that the traffic enforcer stop me to give the other way, so I chanced to capture this moment.

I remember one of God's promise well recorded in the Bible at Isa. 65:21-24

21 And they will certainly build houses and have occupancy; and they will certainly plant vineyards and eat [their] fruitage. 22 They will not build and someone else have occupancy; they will not plant and someone else do the eating. For like the days of a tree will the days of my people be; and the work of their own hands my chosen ones will use to the full. 23 They will not toil for nothing, nor will they bring to birth for disturbance; because they are the offspring made up of the blessed ones of Jehovah, and their descendants with them. 24 And it will actually occur that before they call out I myself shall answer; while they are yet speaking, I myself shall hear.

Today I am broken

And not just today

For long I will endure

The hurt and the shame

My face is one

That I try to hide

I hate what I am

What I've become inside

I felt no love

Not even from God

I've been betrayed

Alone and forgot

I know I was weak

I wanted to adore

The sin that persisted

Told me I wanted more

I've shamed my family

And let down my friends

I sorry I have

I didn't think; I didn't intend

This is all my fault

And I'm sorry to say

That what people expected of me

I didn't display

It won't be difficult

For you to figure out

The facts are all there

There's nothing to talk about

So for next Wednesday

And the weeks that progress

My sin will be clearer

And you'll see my mess

No time in life

Have I felt so low

How can I return?

But I know I must grow

All I have worked for

Like "poof" it is gone

Regardless of this

I have to go on

I wish I could wake up

Break away from this dream

How did I get here?

I'm only sixteen

Some may say that

I've lost my innocence

Maybe that's true

But with some diligence

I can return

I just need some time

For my heart to change

To renew my mind

I just want some space

Give me room to heal

To reflect on my sin

Before the throne kneel

I find it hard sometimes

To grasp and understand

That God knows my whole life

That He has a plan

I can't linger in pain

Though I'll hurt for awhile

But because how God made me

I can't help but smile

But I'll answer "I'm not"

If you ask if I'm fine

Yeah I can smile

But I still hurt inside

Embarrassed and broken

I feel my heart bleed

But God reminds me

He's washed the slate clean

There might be another poem

Of the hope I've been given

About forgiveness and love

How my sin has been driven

For now, I'm sorry

This is all I can say

I hope you'll forgive me

Maybe someday

black black heart

there was a terrible car accident in my town yesterday, and some people died, one was burnt...

Dinamite Club com o show de lançamento do novo álbum "Nós Somos Tudo o Que Temos". Com participações das bandas Horace Green, Hurry Up e Never Too Late. Fest esse ocorrido na cidade de São Paulo, Brasil na Jai Club, no dia 10/06/2017 .

I just call her Sunshine, because the sun is beginning to shine. Can you feel the morning sun which is traveling from the east to her feet?

Just finished my morning jog, when I chanced to talk to her because she blocked my way.

Everytime I see this kind of creature, my heart bleeds and I would like to help in any way. I smile at her and said in Cebuano, "Paagi-a ko day". ( Let me pass girl.)

And she smiled at me and said, "Hi Kuya, please give me coins". I hurriedly find the on button of my camera and aim and took this shot.

I give her the coins he beg from me, which make her so happy.

They had the bad genes, whether they like it or not they were the victims of injustice. We often don't know their names. They are often neglected, shunned, as if they were not individuals worthy of respect.

But HULAGWAY was fascinated of how they live in style, how they struggle in this harsh world of sane people. They are WORTHY of our respect.

I never call them crazy. They are victims of injustice. Soon, they will be restored to perfect health as the Bible promises at Isa 33:24.

MY HEART BLEEDS NO MORE!!! :D

Waren gar nciht mal sooo kacke!

BRASIL / MINAS GERAIS / BELO HORIZONTE / A AUTÊNTICA / Circa Survive (EUA) + Bullet Bane (SP) + Montese (MG) © Flávio Charchar

My heart bleeds no more, now, it's been turned to stone.

You're stomach feels sick for someone else.

I've broken both my legs falling for you.

Mi corazon no sangra mas, ahora se convirtio en piedra.

Tu estomago se siente enfermo por otro mas.

Me rompi las dos piernas cayendo por vos.

grumpy old women when they find they've been booked for parking illegally.

She wasn't at all happy to find the ticket on her windscreen, despite the fact that she was blocking traffic, in a clearway, in the middle of peak hour, for about 30 minutes.

I'm just sorry she wasn't towed.

among the

crowds at

bandra

bakra eid

namaz

we poster

boys in

the lead

we are

the envy

of our friends

billal abdul

fareed and majeed

our pictures in

newspapers ,,

makes their

envious hearts

bleed ..we will

be wearing new

caps new clothes

with due respect

to our creed ..

ek naya josh

ek nayi umeed

eid hugs to cute

aunty photographer

sweet ..so on

bakra eid inshallah

we will meet

with our eid hugging

pictures the public

we will cheat

give them what

they want ..

ready made

stuff to eat

#eidnamaz

#firozeshakir

#beggarpoet

From the set "hunger"

Project 366-1 111/365 21april2009

Parking Lot Rose~

someWhere betWeen realitY and the tWilight of mY imaginatioN

The circulating area of the erstwhile railway terminus (railroad terminal) at the immigration museum on Ellis Island. I found the 'To Trains' (far end) and 'To Ferries' (nearest camera) boards fascinating. And see the number of platforms for the trains! You can make out upto 13 until the picture gets fuzzy. As an ardent train lover, my heart bleeds to see railroads abandoned in this manner. This station was actually called Communipaw station, and its use was abandoned in 1967.(New York, USA, Oct. 2006)

Dress: Evie's Closet, Milli Mini (Lucky Dip 40L) Exclusive color. Got the one I wanted on the first try XD

Skin: Pink Fuel, Elly, Broken Hearts Bleed (75L - I think Project Themeory)

Hair: Maitreya, Green II

Eyes: Poetic Colors

Tattoo: Pididdle (from Red Packet Hunt)

Clavicle Piercing: Puncture

Dimple Piercing: Skream

Shoes: Maitreya

Pose: Del May, Easy (Group Gift)

Location: Bad Blood slurl.com/secondlife/Bad%20Blood/124/125/19

She is so sweet, when it does. My heart bleeds.

Bleeding hearts, the poetically named perennials, have heart-shaped pendant pink or white flowers with spurs at the base and fernlike attractive foliage. Dicentra spectabilis is the showiest, but its flowers finish in spring and its foliage disappears in midsummer. Other species continue to bloom all summer.

spotted this beauty during my recent roadtrip to Yeongwol country, South Korea.

My heart bleeds strawberry jam...

I felt so very Martha Stewart-y today. I spent hours slaving over a hot oven to make twenty-four little heart-tarts. They are my christmas gifts for the shop staff of my theater. I also made a regular sized pie version for the holiday party potluck.

My heart

bleeds blackened tears

Full of secret words

that will never be heard