Inspired by Solitude

PC: google images The mystical vast universe beholds certainty of enigmatic life and beyond. Unfolds the tale of cosmic supremacy woven together to manifest destiny. Aether for shelter, water for living, fire for power and air for being. Strength and harmony bestowed by land Humans on it, composed of grains of sand. Undoubtedly then, when the sparkle’s gone, He’s returned to the sand all alone. PC: google images In response to " Midweek Motif- A grain of sand ", hosted by Sumana Roy.

Picture from MPR News on outsider art. I am the inside outsider Indebted to - birth and life - - For the rent free costly survival here and life extension year after year. For the consistent untruly hopes from dears and false myths to keep away fears. I am the inside outsider Blind, deaf and dumb– I see deceit others and I wear but life is the brightest lie, one can only - stare. Ocean of lies I say and hear but life is the widest lie, one can only - bear. I am the inside outsider I am not of this land, water and air, Do not know -  I belong -  where? I found my temporary accommodation here, A life with some satisfaction, more scare, Dawning on me, my existence is - -   but mere! In response to " Outsider art" by Karin gustafson at Imaginary garden with real toads .

PC: Mi Young Lee …and when the cassette began to rewind - I looked at what I earned and lost on my way. The reel showed a vibrant mosaic of colours; a patch of happy as well as bad times. No turns, no ups, nor downs but straight, I assessed the path of my emotional life. All the grouch seems useless now, time had been kind and always on my side. With every dark patch it offered a light zone, And all through with love and support of the own… In response to Susie's "Bits of imagination" at IGWRT .