I wish I had a better name, but this is a picture about a boy who went into a friendship with a dragon, and they were like a boy and his dog, and everyone knows a dog is mans best friend, so they were pretty much besties. then when he grew up, he changed and joined the army/ police force that forbade dragons in the society. theres many outlooks on this parable, but I intended this picture to be innocent and sad, not evil promoting as some people might try to twist it into.
the dragons name is Boy, and the persons name is Dragon.
This blog is for the sole purpose of glorifying the great Artist whom I follow every day. He teaches me more than just art.He is the most amazing artist I know...no other artist compares to him.he has helped me live,he helps me through my problems.he gives me tons of gifts all the time ,especially when I don't deserve it.so I decided to thank him by giving my everything, my life, my thoughts, my actions, my words,my art.he wanted it :) if you want to talk with me about him id be happy to talk :)
Sunday, October 20, 2013
Thursday, October 17, 2013
Saturday, October 12, 2013
Prayer Request for Sena
This is my first prayer request, and its really urgent. My best friend, Sena Watson, really REALLY needs a TON of prayer. Im not being dramatic or over reactive, if anything im almost being not urgent enough. I ask that if you see this post, you will immediately stop whatever youre doing and just pray on her behalf. Pray that God will help her thorough this time, and that she will get closer to Him. She has been laid heavily on my heart these past few days, and I ask that you will fervently pray for her. thanks, it really means a lot to me that you care.
-Minty
-Minty
Poem of The Patriot
Allegiant pledges
repeated faithfully
Tongue’s words
dropping amidst the dust
Falter and wither
useless blatantly
Respect’s honor paid in
worthless coins of rust
-
Erect and standing
before Glory’s’ garment
Hues wither inside
mind’s eye
Adapted feeble
exposed Old varmint
Bolshie pigment now
diminished red dye
-
Fathers’ beginnings
meager yet strong
To pull from churning
sea’s thickened mire
Leave life and
happiness where you don’t belong
Settle inside
forest’s green-dark attire
-
Crimson backs march straight
through your plots
Trampling plants
throughout their wake
Discard your plow forget
all your crops
Don on your musket
for liberty’s sake
-
One if by land, two
if by sea
Parson’s devious
nighttime disguise
Lobsters are coming so protest your tea
Throw overboard then
chant your reprise
-
Ringing constant
throughout halls’ bulwarks
Echoes from cannons
refreshing your fear
Take back reminisces’
which congest through your ramparts
The Flag still flies
and your triumph lies near
-
Plodding across
parched scourge of the desert
Tribulation of land’s
dead hostility
Blade of your scythes
split cracks and dry dirt
Spring’s leaf bounds
from hard worked fertility
-
Red-skinned invasions
of the scalping robbing savage
In swarms, they
plunder colonies in hostility
Crushing and
slaughter, everything they ravage
Indignant you start
again in humility
-
Shouts and cries ring
from parched dry lips
Colors unliberated, fight
desperately for independence
Severed ties cut by Belief’s
razor strip
Union seams of Honest’s
gentle transcendence
-
Bread Basket lies
empty, hollow and bare
Recession’s grim
hopelessness remains
You drown in debt,
your belongings stripped bare
Your life’s work
vanished and drained despite all your pains
-
Johnny get your
Wesson gun
Skirmish strong with
Doughboy pride
Trenches with
plagues, soldiers lie, stunned
Bury your dead, those
with whom you did confide
-
Armor rattles with
each calibered shot
Uncle insists you
join in his plight
Assist Winston’s
residents, those whom you know not
Fields of white,
crucifix’s scatter from blood-bought fight
-
Your brothers protest
your reasons for “peace”
War and love cannot
coexist
Worthless your blood
lies on oriental streets
Fought on all sides,
death you were unable to resist
-
Administration of
corrupt authority
Leadership is crooked
and inept
The peoples’s cries
only result in minority
Presidential regime
of tyrannical debt
-
Freedom has expensive
worth
Costs shan’t amount
to her consequence
Rejoice to dwell on
sacrifice bought earth
And bestow to your
fathers thankful recompense
-
I may disapprove of
what you chatter
But will defend to my
death your right of voice
Freedom isn’t free,
her expensive cost does matter
But don’t say it
liberates any ludicrous choice
-
I pledge my
allegiance to the Flag
Of the United States
of Freedomland
True to the republic
for which it stands
Indivisible and held
by the Just King’s hand
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