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Worlds, New And Old

Worlds, New And Old

Art, Poetry and Relationship

This was to be 150th post but I needed to get another I’d written up ahead of this one.

I wanted something special for that 150th occasion. Special is bringing something of all that I do to this posting.

The art piece is a very special one. Been around a long time. It appears in a book of art and poetry I wrote a number of years ago. There are 6 or 7 prints of the art piece around the world. Not your 8 x 10 print. These prints are 24” x 20” on photographic paper.

An individual placed the well being of the book I wrote in to the hands of someone else for return to me. This made for the real possibility the book would never be returned. I said so in poetry. Two poems actually and is posted here, “Engaged“. The other is called “Stolen” and went up a very short time ago.

I stated this is also about relationship. At the time I wrote the two poems, with all the things on my mind, I’d actually forgotten I had started one. I started another and that is why there are two. Finished both poems. Both were posted in a different place.

It was brought with great delight to my attention along with something else that no one deserves that a certain individual was lamenting what I wrote. I’m not going to include the other thing here. That other thing is for elsewhere.

The lamenting of the individual made it possible for those things to be dropped on me. The fact is also this, had I ever said anything libelous action would have been taken. The lamenting and inability to keep quiet created a singular view. There was no other voice to be heard as that voice was a very long way away.

What you read on the piece are the chorus lines. After each stanza of the poetry. I cannot recreate the poetry. It just isn’t possible. “New World Beginning” is one of the pieces specifically noted in angst. Another piece specifically noted is “Delight”.

It was believed by me that my book among other things had been simply confined to a dump and that is what I wrote in “Stolen”. Some of those other things included portfolios of art work, photographs, slides and pieces I was working on.

The individual entrusted to take care of the return by another never did it. This same individual didn’t just destroy the items and it was discovered. We are not talking about anger and spite anymore. We now have escalation to a wilful and malicious criminal act.

Terrible way to find out that you’d been lied to and deceived for two people. Terrible way for two people to discover that the angry hurtful things that happened after the supposed disappearance of the items on send should never have happened. Never would of happened had the task actually been completed as charged. That task wouldn’t of have even needed done had one person been allowed to take care of matters some time prior as they stated they would.

Most people prefer beauty to ugliness. I’m the same.

I so very much prefer conducting myself like a “Teddy Bear” than a Bear.

I like to consider myself a “Romantic Poet” and this is an example of creating beauty while in turmoil. Part of what I attempt to get others to accept and find is a way to something pleasant from the turmoil they are in. While dealing with having ongoing garbage to clean out I found my way to a very pleasant memory of that time in my life and wrote, “For Lucky”. That poem is another truth. It isn’t difficult to establish what that object was for and yet it was openly denied and I was told about it.

People being what they are, some take great pleasure in others displeasure. They take pleasure in their sick twisted little minds by being the harbinger of news that will inflict pain. Some just want to gossip and take great delight in letting you they know of things that they believe will cause you pain. They love to tell you that one of those people (who really should have just kept quiet) talked about things that had been done before the two people in the relationship were done.

The thing is, these others being of small mind, don’t take in to consideration is that by doing what they perceive as dumping on you with glee doesn’t accomplish what they hope. At a certain point it isn’t possible to cause pain in another. It only accomplishes something far, far different that is far from pleasant for all concerned. It accomplishes a renewed hatred and resolve that had been put to rest.

When relationship ends just get everything that needs done, over and done.
Make allowance for the other person’s anger if that emotion is there.
Be cautious and considerate, and above all, do not incite!

I wrote in my “Rules of Life” you never invalidate someone’s feelings. I’m not sure I can hold that up as irrefutable anymore. That disturbs me. When the feelings invalidate a truth and someone has gone to great lengths to invalidate that truth with the expression of feelings perhaps you have the right and duty to refute, invalidate and remove the illusions. I do not know!

Some things are built to keep you out. Some things are built to keep you in. I’m out of what kept me in.

The old world ends, the new world begins and such is the nature of the beast. To my mind, if you’re smart, you don’t raise up the “Bella Memoria” of the beast.

G.R. Hambley
May 29, 2015
All rights reserved.

 

New World Beginning

~ . ~ . ~ . ~ . ~

God’s Patent, Satan’s Spawn, spirits of heaven, demons of hell, a new world has begun
God’s Patent, Satan’s Spawn, hands of life, claws of chaos, a new world has form
God’s Patent, Satan’s Spawn, day of truth, night of evil, a new world has life

~ . ~ . ~ . ~ . ~

newworldp

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6 responses to “Worlds, New And Old

  1. motherhendiaries May 29, 2015 at 12:49 pm

    Sounds like you’ve been through the mill, Gary. You are right – some people like to run with the foxes and hunt with the hounds, sadly. They love to incite old hurts and pour the salt all over your fresh scars. A happy life has precious little room for toxicity like that. Cool art work, by the way. xx MH

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    • G. R. Hambley May 29, 2015 at 2:05 pm

      Thank you and thank you. I love that piece, ahhhhhh both pieces.

      We both went through the mill. Nature of relationship breaks.

      It is the things that don’t have to happen that creates the angst. There are things that you have to deal with and cope with and rant and lament about. All normal and usual for both. The perpetuation by others that add to the upset.

      This is my solution to those others. They by hung up by the eyelids and kicked in the groin until they blink!

      Like

  2. Sister Madly May 29, 2015 at 4:19 pm

    Your poem reads like an incantation! ;c)

    Liked by 1 person

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