One Hundred Years Of Pure Beauty

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Published on March 13, 2019 9:15:50 PM ● Video Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Csmty40lPtg

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The portraits were not of the real subject, they were a cloned avatar of reality’
Art that looked so beautiful to the & faded eyesight of the elderly was a façade of beauty.
Does the frailty of age permit deception as it does with a small child?
Shall we accept that only the young & the frail are easily broken or shall we show a kindness to all?.

Seeing at man who has lived for an entire century - blind & paper thin show you his paintings is a gift I will take to heart for you, for me & for everyone death has denied him ever meeting.

To have had him honour me with words that cracked the earth of my very being - “I love it here, the view is so beautiful & even though I can not see it any more I can imagine how it looks”.

The end of a selfless life shows us all that the mind is not always a prison - when the senses fade & the faculties dim the mind becomes the key to the the cell of youth & physical privilege. When your mind is all you have it becomes a stage in the rickety theatre of a life now ending, the memories of wife, children, students, teachers & the perceived enemy who late in the day were seen as just being “different”.

Will it take a hundred years for us all to accept that this is the day, the view that we can perceive and decode with our eyes is there for us today & not a memory emblazoned on cold & useless retinas.

I want to walk in his memory, help as did he to so many that he would never meet. He cast down his reputation in the flames of the hatred & bigotry he fought & rarely thought of himself. But most of all, I want that laughter, so infectious & pure to resonate through me and my child until we join that tower of beauty .
During our 44 years together I saw his tears so many times & that release was always provoke by joy & not once sadness.