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The Good God
My passion is a lie and my wisdom kills.
I am a lost soul which is missing out on thrills.
The dear god is a soul within you and me,
he may be far from us, but he is what we see.
My conscience is fake, my love is part of a hate.
I am sometimes lost and not always straight.
The beauty of love is the beauty we hold,
one day will be for us to be one, for us to mold.
My love is a moral that is not meant to be.
I am a good god, but not one everyone can see.
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AWM - 8th of April 2015
LIVE and DIE it's time to realize
if you sniff and blow you will feel like a scarecrow,
if you sniff and blow you will feel like a scarecrow,
but if you FIGHT and HATE in the end
you will generate,
so please KISS and LOVE
without feeling shame from above.
I am free as a bird is what we say.
Birds fly long, high and smooth.
We have our choices and
we choose wisely.
We try do be our best and
we give all we can.
I am free as a bird, but truly free is only
when there is nothing more but one.
Everything revolves around another,
anything is an inluence to the other.
We have our choices and
we get held up.
We try to be our best and
we do not succeed.
Free as a bird no one will ever be.
The reason is as no bird flies alone.
18th of September 2014 - AWM
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But don't worry.
Relax and enjoy the smaller things in life.

Shake, wake and call me a cake. Eat me, taste me but treat me kind.
Cry baby cry, cry your heart out but keep your mind.

Cry baby cry, cry your heart out but keep your mind.
Trade a million dollars with a fool,
then act like a idiot and stay cool.
Why do you think I'm writing this?
It's another year soon and we can all make a wish.Choose your words carefully,
soon's tomorrow and we'll be happy.
Peace, wish and stay wise.
Also always remember to be nice (-> please pronounce "nise").
Happy New Year

In my hometown there is a room. I grew up in this room, which has a bed crafted by hand.
I made this bed, but the room always remained the same. In this room there is a ceiling, full of words. These words I wrote, the poems are mine.
I made this bed, but the room always remained the same. In this room there is a ceiling, full of words. These words I wrote, the poems are mine.
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"Crawling back into myself; waiting and asking myself, if it could be true.
Taking my time to wonder when it may be, for my time to come.
Letting go but still holding on, I wait; I move to nowhere,
which is in the middle of everywhere.
Letting go but still holding on, I wait; I move to nowhere,
which is in the middle of everywhere.
You speak to me, as I close my eyes and walk away towards you.
Frightening myself of what I could be, while opening my eyes, I realize I am fading away,
but yet still here.
Laughing at you, I realize, I consider, I wake up.
Seeing you or you seeing me, I ask myself what the moment we share has given me;
to my conscience.
Closing my eyes I dream awake.
Fear becomes happiness, once the demon has been defeated;
sadness becomes joy for the century.
Frightened by yourself you hide in the light,
while I crawl out of the night in to the dark;
that is waiting to become its brightness."
Written by AWM on his bedroom ceiling,
sometime in 2006
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Shine your sins away. Put on your shades and act cool.
Waste your life away. Because you can and it's yours.
Don't f*$k up. You never will. Hate and create.
You are your own god and I will guide you.
The last choice is yours. Shine on motherf*$ker.
Shine.
Waste your life away. Because you can and it's yours.
Don't f*$k up. You never will. Hate and create.
You are your own god and I will guide you.
The last choice is yours. Shine on motherf*$ker.
Shine.
We shall not always use profanity to demand our needs.
But c'mon WHAT THE LIGHT, Man!
Try using something harmless, something to grow on.
But time is limited: 25s with darkness, 5s with light.
But c'mon WHAT THE LIGHT, Man!
Try using something harmless, something to grow on.
But time is limited: 25s with darkness, 5s with light.
1. Tell me a story, of how I adore you... Oops. Sorry that's the wrong entry...
2. Humans are stupid and I'll f*$k your mind... Oh. Sorry that's to harsh...
3. People are winners and I'm a beginner, says Captain Rrrr!
Thank you. Peace and "Bye".
ps I'm not schizophrenic,
but sometimes he says I am.
This is the -making of- for one of the pictures of my theses 2013.
Now you too can make your own!
Just follow these simple instructions.
The recipe:
1. get bees
2. get flowers
3. make square
4. get hands
5. put all together (but don't stir)
6. get lights and ladder
7. take picture with camera
8. crop and print
9. hang on wall and enjoy
"Flowers & Bees" and what else goes together like "Man & Women"? Come See
Now you too can make your own!
Just follow these simple instructions.
The recipe:
1. get bees
2. get flowers
3. make square
4. get hands
5. put all together (but don't stir)
6. get lights and ladder
7. take picture with camera
8. crop and print
9. hang on wall and enjoy
"Flowers & Bees" and what else goes together like "Man & Women"? Come See
Sorry for my absence. I was not drinking absinthe, not this time.
I was not lazy either, try busy. Working on my theses. Now I'm waiting.
I was not lazy either, try busy. Working on my theses. Now I'm waiting.
I live a life of foals, chasing perfection in every corner I am.
Always doubting the fact of reality, I take drugs and waist away.
Finally my being has a reason, the reason of being whatever I am.
I chase myself back to the corners, back to the places I used to be.
Now I'm whole and complete, but then I wake up and fight again.
Nothing has changed and I'm still a foal.
But now I know, everybody is.

bash!"
I am an artist because that is what, I choose to be.
I am an artist because that is what, I choose to be.
"I grew up here and as old as I am, I am. I proudly carry my name, knowing that I am my own god and I will do good. Good to the world and good to you. With honour I carry my middle name, which was given to me, in remembrance of my grandfather, Warren Beim Spickard, whom I sadly never met.
I live here and there and little bit of every where. Nobody knows where here is. Only by having people telling them, here is here, you know where here is. So, people tell me here is where here is and I guess that is where I life now. I live here. Here next to you, we all life together, together for a while, together for a time being.
I am as old as I am and as old as I am, I am. My soul may be older, but people may not care about souls. People care about you and your age. So, how old are we, you and I? Maybe I could be as old as you, maybe a year more or less. How much and what is a year? Does it and how much does it really matter… We are here. We are here and we are now.
My name AWM goes a long ways, but whatever I am is what I stay."
27.04.2009 Andreas Warren Matti
Andreas Warren Matti was supposed to become an artist. But he decided to become a photographer. Now he is stuck in a world between art and photography, trying to be a commercial fashion photographer. His latest project is called “Sweatlight”,and was inspired by a mere look at the contents of his holiday suitcase. “Just before last Christmas (2012) I was getting ready to go up to the Alps. I remembered having some warm sweatshirts stored in a suitcase. As I opened the suitcase and went through some of my winter clothes, I suddenly remember saying to myself: Cheeez, don‘t I have a lot of striped sweatshirts!”
This sight instantly shaped into an artistic idea in Andreas’ head. He originally intended to take a picture of all the sweatshirts next to each other, lined up to their stripes. Instead, this idea evolved into a 4 day project. Check out the witty adventures of Andreas’ sweatshirts!
or here on Boredpanda.org
This is my point of view.
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It's cheaper to buy a new printer than to get your broken one fixed...
We live in a world of electronics and gadgets, which may only last
a couple of years. Every 2-4 years a new computer, every 3 years
a new game console, every 1-2 years a new phone, a new television,
a new cable to go along with it, a new stereo gadget for the iPhone,
a new hard drive, a new memory stick for work, another new memory
stick because I lost my first one, a new printer, a new camera and
a new laptop because the new one is much faster than my two year
old one and I don't just want to get more ram because I heard about
Thunderbolt, which is the next big thing... Okay, so we live in an
Electronic Wasteland.
I think some of us are amused about it.
THIS IS A SINGLE SHOT, TO START A DOCUMENTARY PHOTOGRAPHIC PROJECT CALLED SOMEWHAT: "ELECTRONIC TRASH IN AN ELECTRONIC WASTELAND". THESE ARE PREVIEW SHOTS AND ARE NOT INCLUDED IN THE ACTUAL PROJECT.
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