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Cheers To Getting Grown by Shere Akrhan

I’m saluting the National
Until the dead of night
Standing still as a statue
On bending light
I know clouds come and go
I just thought I might
Wave and say hello
I just thought I might
Wave and say hello
Cheers to getting grown
Cheers to getting grown

Today got shoved
Between me and you
When the sun will melt
The mountains up above
Mores and tongue we felt
The talons of the Dove
Patched together on a quilt
Is it enouuuuughh
Or is the fabric gonna wilt
Till the morning sun
To the lonely one
And sweetly it is sung
With honey in the lungs

I went from that wicked witch
To that precious peach
Deadly digging a ditch
To that princess catch
Amaze, amazing feel
Amaze, amazing sense
Beneath the filthy peel
Over the rusty fence
Amaze, amazing quench

Beneath the stairs was covered
By a dress and veil
The unspoken words hovered
Behind the face colored pale
Can I have another second
To try to pry the nail
Impression, depression, dent
I circle around my tail
And the letter is sent
Through the mail
Shall we go for a cup of tea in repent
Present the wind for the hollow sail

I went from that wicked witch
To that precious peach
Deadly digging a ditch
To that princess catch
Amaze, amazing feel
Amaze, amazing sense
Beneath the filthy peel
Over the rusty fence
Amaze, amazing quench

I’m saluting the National
Until the dead of night
Standing still as a statue
On bending light
I know clouds come and go
I just thought I might
Wave and say hello
I just thought I might
Wave and say hello
Cheers to getting grown
Cheers to getting grown

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I’m saluting the National
Until the dead of night
Standing still as a statue
On bending light
I know clouds come and go
I just thought I might
Wave and say hello
I just thought I might
Wave and say hello
Cheers to getting grown
Cheers to getting grown

(photography and editing by dylan allread)

UPDATE

From the website, http://www.breadartproject.com/#/home

About the Bread Art Project

The Bread Art Project was created by the Grain Foods Foundation to help increase awareness of the growing hunger problem in the United States.

In an effort to help end hunger in the United States, the Grain Foods Foundation will donate $50,000 to Share Our Strength. An additional donation of $1 will be made for each piece of Bread Art submitted. Maximum donation: $100,000. Now through June 30, 2010

To learn more about the Grain Foods Foundation, please visit gowiththegrain.org.

To make a personal donation to Share Our Strength, please visit their website at http://strength.org/ways_to_give/.

The brooklyn betty designs hot out of the toaster from the breadshop (created using http://www.breadartproject.com/#/workshops )

“Saturate yourself with your subject and the camera will all but take you by the hand” – Margaret Bourke-White

“I don’t use drugs, my dreams are frightening enough” – M.C. Esher

“Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings” – Salvador Dali

“At the age of six I wanted to be a cook. At seven I wanted to be Napoleon. And my ambition has been growing steadily ever since” – Salvador Dali

(thank you etch-a-sketch for the cool canvas, forest allread’s art framed by dylan allread)

The stars explode
And time implodes
I fall beneath the SEAs
In my submarine conscious

The stars explode
And time implodes
I fall beneath the ZZZZs
In my submarine conscious

The tales are clear as crystal
The compass is drawing circles
With all the bells and whistles and pistols
I won’t miss again, I won’t miss again
I can’t neglect with dead aim
Moving up the escalator isn’t going to last
Fades like the greens of cash savoring till trash
The waves have the mast sailing fast
I won’t miss again, I won’t miss again
I can’t neglect without the gold in the treasure chest
And the shells descend into my shovel and pail
I throw some coins to the bottom of a well
And I enjoy the ride on the magic carpet
While my eyes are locked on the target
Headed to the subconscious market
Where I buy and sell wishes and the stories I tell
It’s as it seems and fair, dream and nightmare
The submarine, the subconscious is my lair

The stars explode
And time implodes
I fall beneath the SEAs
In my submarine conscious

The stars explode
And time implodes
I fall beneath the ZZZZs
In my submarine conscious

I lay on a bed of thousands of blades
A woman stands feet away
Strumming the strings of her ha – air – ha – harp
And I sink into a black hole via spade
Blanketed by a music note ta – tie – ta – tarp
Chasing the stars and Martyrs in an Arcade
My mind warps and wraps
In spider webs of coined words poets trade
And the submarine drops, stops and rolls
In a field as bright red as an octopus sign engulfed with flames
Fire engine sirens, fire engine sirens blare
The view outside the window is direful, insane
Oppress it with powder and bullets
The puzzle is tough to uncover and tame
The fire’s un-aimed
Water droplets drip slowly from a rusty hydrant
Crossword and scrabble a name for a plumber
Instant Lotto the telephone number
The building burns and the sidewalks collect puddles
That should be on the flames
We’re on the sidewalk looking up
And here comes the rain
We’re in a submarine on the sidewalk
And the streets flood
Everyone happily floats away
Down a waterfall to a different subconscious day

The stars explode
And time implodes
I fall beneath the SEAs
In my submarine conscious

The stars explode
And time implodes
I fall beneath the ZZZZs
In my submarine conscious

The stars explode
And time implodes
I fall beneath the SEAs
In my submarine conscious

The stars explode
And time implodes
I fall beneath the ZZZZs
In my submarine conscious

“The Holy Grail is to spend less time making the picture than it takes people to look at it” – Banksy

“All true artists, whether they know it or not, create from a place of no-mind, from inner stillness” – Eckhart Tolle

“Internal and external are ultimately one. When you no longer perceive the world as hostile, there is no more fear, and when there is no more fear, you think, speak and act differently. Love and compassion arise, and they affect the world” – Eckhart Tolle

“I dream a lot. I do more painting when I’m not painting. It’s in the subconscious”– Andrew Wyeth

“I’ve never believed in God, but I believe in Picasso” – Diego Rivera

“Feet, what do I need them for if I have wings to fly?”– Frida Kahlo

“God knows there’s a heaven,
God knows it’s out of sight,
God knows we can get all the way from here to there
Even if we’ve got to walk a million miles by candlelight” – Bob Dylan

(photo taken by Dylan Allread; the view from home plate at the Home Run Wall and King Elementary in the background.  King, where kickball merits popularity.   As you can see by the biker on the field, there are no games today.)

“This is preeminently the time to speak the truth, the whole truth, frankly and boldly. Nor need we shrink from honestly facing conditions in our country today. This great Nation will endure as it has endured, will revive and will prosper. So, first of all, let me assert my firm belief that the only thing we have to fear is fear itself – nameless, unreasoning, unjustified terror which paralyzes needed efforts to convert retreat into advance” – Franklin Delano Roosevelt