Again your precious eye captures me and my hope becomes like the sun Burning gloriously...as the life pleaser but suddenly, reality is as a cloud. To strike again, ... and gone the warmth... To those dreams lived with in hope... By... Simon Auchterlonie
posted by Simon Auchterlonie at 10:45 pm
I love to write, and am inspired by faces. My friend Sapphire encouraged me to create this site so that I can share my words, and feelings with others, I hope you enjoy my work and will email me your own words and comments. God Bless you all and keep you as safely as he keeps me. Az eva in love Simon.
2 Comments:
Some of the lines in the work are just lovely, but I have to admit this one didnt make sense to me, about the pretension of poverty... otherwise what wonderful work!
Jane Goodman
NJ, USA
I find that people 0f an affluent life style live in a way that exceeds their need for living This to me has no moral justification and their conduct encourages a pretentiousness which is unreal WHEREAS THE POOR have an entirely different set of values that are Real to Need and are by experience unable to afford pretention
Just look at the world today we are almost at the climax where money`s abstract value colapses and history again repeats itself only this time . . .
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