by Danny Ballan | Mar 16, 2016 | Archive
The painting by Caravaggio is about a beautiful widow named Judith decapitating the head of Holofernes. The story in short is that she tried to do what her countrymen could never do. She used her charms to get close to General Holofernes, and one night when she was...
by Danny Ballan | Mar 14, 2016 | Archive
If you can keep your head when all about youAre losing theirs and blaming it on you,If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,But make allowance for their doubting too;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,Or being...
by Danny Ballan | Mar 14, 2016 | Archive
One day they woke up naked, broke and desperate with nothing left to fight or die for, so they led the way back to the heart of the city flaming every corner with the things they learned from war: giving speeches, selling dreams and harvesting the wind. When they...
by Danny Ballan | Mar 3, 2016 | Archive
Stone Walls do not a Prison make,Nor Iron bars a Cage;Minds innocent and quiet takeThat for an Hermitage.If I have freedom in my Love,And in my soul am free,Angels alone that soar above,Enjoy such Liberty.Free Our SoulsWhat does it look like when you are there inside...
by Danny Ballan | Mar 3, 2016 | Archive
Whenever you talk to them, they tell you it is too late and they start to lean on the past and stand on their own nostalgic hills overlooking the so-called glories of their past, and they seem not to listen to what you might say anymore. They just say it is too late...
by Danny Ballan | Mar 1, 2016 | Archive
Did it matter then, she asked herself, walking towards Bond Street, did it matter that she must inevitably cease completely? All this must go on without her; did she resent it; or did it not become consoling to believe that death ended absolutely?Does It Really...
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