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Provocative influence of Paint on CanvasThick Acrylics clot the clean canvas surface. Irrefutable chaos of swelling greens and participating blues Competing for attention by evolving their elasticity. Battling as beautifully as 300. Influenced only by the composers baton. Created by self muse and coherence of reality.Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to my newly finished "Hindered Dreams"----------------------------I sit alone in the dark at night. Let the music play, Let it come into me, Bleed out my symphony of pain. Death imitates subtleties to me. Comforts my sorrow, Courteously waits for my opinion, My ambiguity distresses it. Even when grievance stouts on my heart. I confront it, in the dark, as I sit alone.-----------------------------------------------I have felt the cost of knowing, I have led pain to my door front, I have swallowed the tastes of sin, I have slept with lust, I have died, I have dreamed, I have walked, I have held, I have gazed upon, I have envied, I have devoted, I have inspired, I have motivated, I have discovered, I have understood, I have touched, I have comforted, I have delighted, I have worshiped, I have heard, I have screamed, I have vanished, I have cried, I have dreamed, And now I am awake.------------------------------Pace with me through the surreal.Why be bound while our minds travel, We are given sight yet tamed by laws. Overcome what reality steals from us. Question everything and never deny the impossible. Look through the story your eyes convey. Discover the truth behind the closed doors of our minds. Become what all denies. Suround yourself with these endless possibilities, These dreams, The truth that nothing is impossible, The ever fruitious desires and fantasies, Make them yours, Dont let your mind hold you, Set it free.---------------