Other - Arts & Humanities - May 2007

Is it simply paraphrasing the Gary Numan song 'Are Friends Electric'? Or is it from Philip K ***** book 'Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep' (on which the Numan song is based..and I haven't read :D ). Or something else...

2007-05-31 23:50:29 · 2 answers · asked by Chris 1

As a newcomer to his work, with only a little experience in Philip Glass too, do you have any suggestions about which works I should try listening to first?

2007-05-31 23:41:34 · 2 answers · asked by mrscruff 2

everyone has all these expectations of me. yes i do want to meet them, not only for their sake but for mine too. but it's driving me insane. it's too hard. i don't even think i can keep doing it coz i know i'm not the little miss perfect everyone expects me to be, so what do i do? how do i do it? why don't i know?

2007-05-31 23:08:34 · 6 answers · asked by shudang! 2

Waking up 6 foot under.
Eaten alive by shark.
Falling from a great height.
A long terminal illness.

2007-05-31 22:28:27 · 9 answers · asked by jo 2

when should we be sure if an art object is really an art object?
how do we know that what we see in an art show (exhibition) or on the street, is or isn't art?

2007-05-31 21:09:43 · 9 answers · asked by Anonymous

2007-05-31 17:57:04 · 4 answers · asked by malfouka 2

Picture an original piece of cinema all in your own imagination and give me three powerful lines of dialog exchanged by two characters. It is your choice if you want to set up the scene with other details.

2007-05-31 17:30:43 · 5 answers · asked by curious corn 2

I want to read more, but I can't seem to do it. I'm in my 30s, and when i get home from work, I'm dead tired. I don't watch TV much; I just web surf a lot. What habits can I form to get myself to read more? (novels, technical journals, etc.)?

2007-05-31 15:53:50 · 9 answers · asked by Shasta McNasty 2007 2

Please note it is the neo-neoclassic style, not neoclassic.

2007-05-31 15:15:22 · 2 answers · asked by fcueto 2

2007-05-31 12:39:10 · 19 answers · asked by x Springy x 2

my eccentric aunt sent me antique himalayan song bowls,copper,that i would like info. on and/or would like to sell

2007-05-31 09:56:05 · 2 answers · asked by kwhhowie 1

This poem is about self relience- it needs more figurative language and the rhyme scheme needs to be fixed. Can someone attempt to fix theese problems and others in the poem.

Thank You-


"The Path of Life"

There are many paths in life to take
That lead you to places unknown
It is up to you to determine your fate,
Without someone else deciding your own.

Do not let persuasions of others overcome you,
Fight them off one by one;
Clear your thoughts and your mind,
Remember, you are the only one who can decide.

There may be times where you feel alone,
Like no one is on your side;
Echoes of other’s opinions scramble in your head,
But your true distinction will soon be shown.

When it comes to deciding on which path you take,
Your mind is already made up;
Even if your path is different from the rest,
You will have confidence in your decision,
Knowing it was your own and the best.

2007-05-31 09:51:24 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

2007-05-31 09:38:44 · 12 answers · asked by I♥Strawberrys 3

I found some great CSS overlays that I managed to personalize and I broke the boring 8 box layout on myspace, but I haven't found anything similar for my Hi5 page, Do you know of any website with Hi5 Overlays to break the usual layout they have?

2007-05-31 06:17:12 · 1 answers · asked by brooke 2

Something sensilble that people over the age of 10 can do?

2007-05-31 03:43:07 · 29 answers · asked by Sammy-leigh 1

Looka here
I feel this poem gonna hit
Where most emotions don’t fit
Sort of like that aftermarket kit
That doesn’t quite fit
Or like the word THIS
When you should of used THAT
But instead you used DAT and replaced this with DIS
S o who you be w i t ?
Are you wit who you wanna be wit?
Or who you wit is a wanna be,
who only wit you ‘cause they wanna be?
Nowadays people got different agendas
Either trying to get over or up in ya
But it’s either on you or in you
And if it ain’t in you it’s on you
So keep your ear open and ya eyes peeled
Truth won’t get caught, but them lies will
Now you able to expose them like a line of film
See I’m a bright light, so I like mines dime
And stay higher than the average like a 26” rim
6 foot even when I’m wearing my 6 inch timbs
5 foot eleven with a one inch sole
It’s Hard to protect your soul from a world so cold
Much more precious then any amounts of gold
So imma stay on the path I’m on ‘til I’m grey and old

2007-05-30 22:34:29 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

What do you expect?
Do expect for IT to come to you?
Do you put yourself in position so IT can run to you?
If IT runs into you, would you be ready for what will be shown to you?
‘cause if you not ready IT might just even run from you
Would you come to IT if IT even calls for you?
Or would you ignore IT like it just bothered you?
Do you feel that you the man who deserves IT?
And if you get IT would you feel like you the one who earned IT?
If IT came with instructions would you take time to learn it?
If you had IT would you share IT?
Or just keep IT to yourself and just stare at IT?
If you lost IT would you look for IT?
Or would you keep it pushing and just move forward?
Do anybody know when and where to move forward
I g u e s s what ever you call I T is the answer for it?

2007-05-30 22:31:20 · 4 answers · asked by Anonymous

treat the club like red carpet and a iron curtain
tell the truth through my teeth even when i ain't certain
blush on the cheeks of a lady friend
flirt indirectly with my 80's grin
complexion of aged top shelf cognac
XO status when i sit i lean back
foot game ostrich...shirt game silk
mouth game crucial 'cause now im at the tilt
she is aware that i be doing my thang
but she gased up like some dune methane
thong to the side...*** up face down
to reduce sound...cover face with goose down
sun is up now i'm gone like the wind
delete her contact 'cause it's a one night event
plus i feel guilty for the things i just did
...it ain't my fault i was cursed with a gift
mouthpiece that was designed to uplift
and not to be used to get dome and hit hips
but it's hard when the world is filled with honey dips
who gravitate to those who only give a sip
of a great body of knowledge that leaks through out they lips

2007-05-30 20:42:27 · 1 answers · asked by staycuttin909 1

do you think we need a common man per say in office? whom better to serve the american people than a common american? would you vote for a man that has had to strugle all his life for president? at least he would know and understand what the general public has to deal with. he would fight harder for health reforms and incomes and family issues. then write in vote for HUBERT JACKSON for PRESIDENT. how do you feel about that idea?

2007-05-30 04:55:01 · 6 answers · asked by waljac6108 5

Why do you come to this conclusion?

2007-05-29 21:53:06 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

2007-05-29 19:59:55 · 1 answers · asked by vale r 1

I am working on a project to design the perfect model village,that will change the world,as city life is hellish,polluted,stressful,dangerous

2007-05-29 16:28:32 · 7 answers · asked by Anonymous

2007-05-29 15:44:21 · 4 answers · asked by paintballenator51 2

Blue
Red
Yellow
Green
Orange
Indigo
Violet
The colors of the rainbow
How captivating are your colors
You are always watching even after the rain falls down on me
do you see the rainbow? There will be an end to these troubles
Lord, You send your rainbow to make me know everything is okay
I was nothing and you picked me up in your hands
Your there to light up my day
When I look at the rainbow up in the sky I know your love for me is real
And it amazes me that you can still have mercy for me
How could you make so many wonderful things?
When I see the rainbow I keep on praying and try not to give up
Because your promises are real
Lets paint the world with a rainbow

2007-05-29 12:17:55 · 2 answers · asked by Nicole P 1

Rays of light shine of a summer's morning rise.
Through my bedroom window you sneak in
and wake me with the a.m’s glow.
As a thief you steal me from deep sleep,
caressing warmth skin deep.
Embracing fine white fibers upon this bed
and on my head, a kiss you lay.

Igniting the day, warming my soul
I welcome your warmness.
Will pardon you of a dream you stole.
As you will forgive the creeping night
taking your light.
Rays of light shine of a night's starlight.

2007-05-29 03:59:22 · 5 answers · asked by dreamer 1

I must go tonight
I must take a suitcase
Big enough to contain my shirt of loneliness
And walk in a direction
Where epic-singing trees can be seen;
Towards the vast wordless expanse which keeps calling me.
Someone called me again: Niny!,
Where are my shoes?

2007-05-29 02:49:06 · 25 answers · asked by Anonymous

How would the world be if we were still riding horses and were gunslingers?

2007-05-29 01:02:19 · 6 answers · asked by Snake 4

There are several African works of art at the Louvre and the British Museum. Is it true that they reach the same level of artistic splendor that the Western works of art do? Strictly as an example, are the Benin Bronzes on the same level as any Michaelagelo? What about the other works of African art (musical instruments, masks, ceremonial clothing, etc.)? Should they be in the same museum since they are just as important and require the same level of technical skill?

2007-05-28 23:56:07 · 3 answers · asked by pomosimulacrum 2

2007-05-28 20:48:42 · 6 answers · asked by yelaklleps 2

Last Goodbye Letter

I have walked a not a thousand but a million miles in love, every pace struggling to keep my heart beating. I have seen every color the rainbow needs to show, have drawn every twighlight, gone through every storm. Each sunset the sky has to show, my eyes have gathered, with tears unknown. I have loved like nobody before.

Every hello seemed to pass unnoticed, every goodbye is every time the closest to my own destiny to refrain my own last embankment. I have been stabbed not in the back but in my heart, in every memory that now I need to part. Charm has been his middle name, with only a smile, I guess I am to blame.

So here I go one last time, to say I’m through with all this lie, the one that told me every day, tomorrow you will be happy!, and it just went on and on, to my own oblivion.

It’s time to run, time to escape, reach for the Moon, and never fake. Time to leave those childish thoughts and dreams behind, as now I know, the bell rings, it IS time.

And with a pleasant hand shake, I bow my defenses out at stake, go, go! To Rome, the bridge of thought, to all the wonders of my heart, I say goodbye now presently as now I know we weren’t meant to be.

Ta ta! So long, my hours here have passed, and now.. to grow! To discover, my present inside blunder, I’ll see you in another life, and maybe even then write the same words I’m now declaring, you broke my heart, my soul you shattered, I’m gone, my love, I know to you it never mattered. So now I spread my soul and fly to the next boat to destiny, goodbye.

2007-05-28 13:05:08 · 11 answers · asked by Anonymous