by Danny Ballan | Jan 26, 2016 | Archive
You think you know what is happening in this painting? maybe, it is drowning ship and the sailors aboard are looking at the horizon hoping a ship might find and rescue them. But if you look again, you might see more in the Raft of the Medusa by Gericault.Look at the...
by Danny Ballan | Jan 26, 2016 | Archive
How is that clay man similar to our struggle in life?What might these marks on his back be made by?Has he jumped off the cliff to the ocean, or has he dropped down dead before getting there?His right arm is stretching in vain to touch the waves; was all his life in...
by Danny Ballan | Jan 25, 2016 | Poetry
Little drops we fall, misty all the way down we start to see just when we hit ground;A whirlwind of thoughts supplanting the person you thought you knew, but you did not—slipping away in dreams to think you might live up some time away from mayhem outside;too many...
by Danny Ballan | Dec 25, 2015 | Poetry
It’s Christmas one more timethe truth, the lovethe people lostin miseryoppression;and hearts changing,not for compassion,not one single time;Time for a livingaway from the dead,we chose we arethe only one alive;thinking we are the onesto float high abovethe rest are...
by Danny Ballan | Dec 21, 2015 | Poetry
Rumors of a godroaming around,taking forms,shape-shiftingto be seen by all,then seen no more—let me followlet me follow,let me fallin love with this new deityof some unfathomable nature;creature of the heavenshas been created,or by hell;it does not matter—I have...
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