In this piece we are showen that the boy is representing war. The boy is a skeletal and manourished figer. He has been bonded to weapons from all eras of human history, the industries that drive them as well as the pollution and waste that is bound to follow such endeavors. The very world surrounding him feels his destructive touch, withering and decaying much like the boy has.
He looms over a tiny figure, a young and seemingly carefree girl. The girl in this represents peace, in it’s purest form. The boy who one might speculate, was once much like the girl before he was slowly deformed by the sins of war that his fathers were drenched in? the sins of his fathers? the people who followed the same realgion has him?
We also see that war reaches down to the young girl, holding out the gift of a small flower. This does show that war and peace go hand in hand. That for one to exist so must the other? Perhaps he is her guardian? war must exist so peace can be protected? Oh maybe war is more sinister? He is trying to corrupt the innocence of the child from the start to make them believe that war is right? Maybe the boy sees himself in the girl of how his innocence was taken from him by mind washing? and how he changed because of war?
s.b.g. Eugène Carrière (Français). Huile sur toile. 65,4 cm x 53,3 cm. The Metropolitan Museum of Art (Donnée par Chester Dale, 1963) (pas exposée présentement)
My daughter and her best friend. Children are so innocent and full of love. They don’t see color, religious differences or the struggles we all grow to face… I wish they stayed innocent forever.
Some children show character design. Aesop is a ancient being of evil locked in a book. Because of that I drew some of the designs like he was made of ink.
Another day has gone, I’m still all alone… How could this be you’re not here with me? You never said goodbye. Someone tell me why did you have to go and leave my world so cold?
God, I miss you, Michael, I miss you so much… There are not enough words in all the languages to tell you how much I miss you. This world needs you, it needs your love, your light… It’s empty and cold here without you, and only your music helps us not to lose the warmth of your heart, which once beat for all of us. We had to take care of you, because you were a gift from God… But we couldn’t. Please, forgive us, Michael. Forgive us for all the pain that the world has caused you. You deserve better. One day they’ll all see what a pure, beautiful and kind person you are, and how many lives you saved with your kindness and dedication. I’m so sorry that we were born at different times, and I couldn’t be with you when you walked on this Earth… But I hope to repay you for your love now, with all my might. I’m here because of you. I’m here for you. You helped me become a better person and meet many wonderful people. You really were and still are the Light. I love you. I LOVE YOU MORE. And I’ll always be on your side. You are a part of my life, and I can’t imagine it without you. Every day your music sounds, every day I look at your smile, every day I hear your voice. You’re in my blood, Michael. You’re my family. I have never experienced this before, and I’m grateful to you for this wonderful feeling. Thank you, Michael. I’ll never lose the ray of your light that once illuminated my life. And I’ll do everything I can to preserve your legacy. You will live forever. I promise. I love you…
Apr 30, 2004: after hearing in court Michael visits Child Daycare Center not caring what people would think. He seemed to declare to all: ‘look, I am not afraid you & I’ll not cease to be myself cause I have never done anything wrong.’ It was Michael Jackson. A hero of the truth.
It’s time we all relied on the last solution. No, we won’t lay down and accept this fate, cause we’re standing on the edge of a revolution! Same shit, different day, can’t kept fed if I can’t get paid. We’ll all be dead if the shit don’t change.
![La communiante [The First Communion] (circa 1896) s.b.g. Eugène Carrière (Français). Huile sur toile](https://64.media.tumblr.com/54ca1a290e727938357b7eb1af95dfc3/tumblr_nxjhs2pKCE1qkbmtwo1_1280.jpg "La communiante [The First Communion] (circa 1896) s.b.g. Eugène Carrière (Français). Huile sur toile")
