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do what you must,

Do your problems ...have to be the problems.
The problems of today?

Make of it, what you will.
Take of it, what you will.
Give it, what you will.
For the day shall wane and ebb,
yet to be made anew with the next.

Do with it, what you will. it's: your laughter.
your hopes and your dreams.
your love and your tears.
your rules and your life.

Do your problems ...have to be the problems.
The problems
of the day?


could not the outward direction.
be held in?

more help than harm?...your self doubt, and self destruction.

for the night waits for
each and everyone of us
at the end ...of the day.

find your release.
find your peace.
and live your life of the day.

]]> ~jamesdover http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/13256847/ http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/13256847/ Thu, 07 Jun 2007 19:18:42 PDT

got to know some great people,
hanging out in Korea
and listened to some good music.
Can see a big push in the Inde art scene
in Korea. Film, anime, and public works.

try the full veiw on speakeasy.

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have an exibition happening in fukuoka, daimyo
feb.26th - mar.4th. at enjoy space daimyo

live party mar.2nd at volume
should be rocking with 150 people.
-james


thoughts of action.
to perserve history
sustainable life.

James Dover profile
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thoughts of action.

to perserve history

sustainable life.

James Dover profile
[link

]]> ~jamesdover http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/6883744/ http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/6883744/ Thu, 27 Oct 2005 15:47:58 PDT
where for art thou?

flying to maui to paint a mural for the "manana garage"
kahalui, muai.

just in time to catch lahina days.

two weeks of heaven, food, and drink.
thoughts to pictures.
look for new postings.
any mermaids out there send me some pics.

thoughts of action.

to perserve history

sustainable life.

James Dover profile
[link]
photo of late works
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"to be the break

formless,
the shape of love and self."

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Days

earth is tied to a line and runs it's course in front of a white house with a picket fence,
earth sleeps out under the stars, and runs beneath the sun.
earth is lonely and seeks the company of friends, neighbors and those that make contact as they pass by.
earth thinks only of itself and calls, plays, eats and shits in the garden yard of man.
earth is neither free or the honored of man's wishes.
earth moans and rumbles, when asked to obey it's deluted master.
walking on two legs, on three, on four. what course will you take?
what future will you find, if you do not make it.....
with the hands of man?

thoughts of action.

to perserve history

sustainable life.

james dover profile


photo of late works
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thoughts of peace

and the day starts anew, to walk out and be myself, standing only beneath the sun. I will stand on my own, and create my own shade, thou i will not let anyone live there. think your thoughts, speak your words.
give all, take not, live long.
may all come to you.

thoughts of action.

to perserve history

sustainable life.

james dover profile


photo of late works
[link] ]]> ~jamesdover http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/6758348/ http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/6758348/ Thu, 13 Oct 2005 14:32:43 PDT

There was a yard with two trees,
they spoke the wind.
as the day broke,
and as is wained,
they cought the rain as it passed,
they helped feed the earth.

where has your shaded place gone to?
relax and sleep no more

for rip vanwinkel
has to work and labour
to make the trees
into the future's boat.

love lost,
love found,
love lived

dedicated to
The Trees that are ghosts to our children

-james dover

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the Beautiful Soul

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it over.Rikon which is divorce, she has said it,
so if she wants it she can get it.
it has been almost 5 months since she has sat and talked to me, and I'm trying.
we have no physical contact, and I am trying!
guess she wins and it's over.
she always says how tired she is of me.....
I asked her, would you rather make love to someone else, than spend a lifetime fighting with me.
making love to someone else was the answer.

thats life.
I'm feeling good about this.
Like I just lost a lot of weight.
no kids just a dog.
-james

]]> ~jamesdover http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/6730775/ http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/6730775/ Mon, 10 Oct 2005 13:54:15 PDT make it go away?
love that is no more
love that is not infinite.
a finite race,
on a short track played for your love
played to your years,
played the commercial music
played for the masses,
all the same score.
i am you, and you are me.
love
to hit repeat and play again,
or to be the love that is open,
that understands and stays
to have been conquered by a greater love.

adjustment of a stream and a river to a dam to power
and fill the salted desert, with sin, with waste, with glutany, with bones,
with lies, with a dream of the future, with a false life. buy your love, sell your love, work for love. build for love, seek for love,
how on earth, could this survive. correct the stream readjust the flow,
give back the enviroment that is covered.
only the ocean is left, as a dumping ground next.
waste that is thought of a productive means of growth.
growth that is open.
an endless love we seek.
none are lesser than self.
are we not alive?
why follow the mass?
what are standards?
what is society?
to touch the world
with heart , with message,
is that not the best gift of all?
to forgive, is to forgive yourself,
to ask for nothing and get everything.
to be asked to do and and not do.
forgive because they know not.
to not judge and still care.
to love unconditional love.
to not waste, throw away,
cast that spell of xing
seperate of you am I
yet we are connected.

were connected......... now it's time
to reconnect with self.
to do and do as one pleases.
art that is ment to capture,
as if dreams ment anthing.
wake up, smell the daisies before you push them up.
a page from a book by a lover, a teacher, james dover

t's over.Rikon which is divorce, she has said it, ]]> ~jamesdover http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/6546869/ http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/6546869/ Mon, 19 Sep 2005 15:08:20 PDT

The weathered face of man, on earth, is beaten and scared by sun, wind, and rain distinct in appearance. Known for hatred of difference, humans fight, and kill. Ride it, fuck it, eat it, or just mark it,… what is society.- james dover

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we can now see, how unknowing of nature we are.
caught by surprise, or just by chance, it happens just the same.
new days and dangers yet to come. smile drink a coke and enjoy the ride,
things fall apart.
fall of an empire. an empire of money, an unsustainable world...................
"Toca al Mundo"- james dover

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thoughts of peace

history are the lies, we tell ourselves to behave the way we do today.

will not the people of today, be an echo of the children of tomorrow.

see your future and learn from the past.

move to be here.

to live

to be.

one.

thoughts of action.

to perserve history

sustainable life.

james dover profile


photo of late works
[link] ]]> ~jamesdover http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/6088451/ http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/6088451/ Sun, 31 Jul 2005 12:15:07 PDT
thoughts of being

my eyes open and I am here
to be gone and i focus
maybe to be forgotten.
i rise from my night and I am here now.
i move out into the world yet i exist,
i work yet i dream,
i hide yet i fall in love,
i see you yet i am alone,
i visit yet i am here.
i embrace fate am i here?
i stand before you or have i already gone?

thoughts of not being

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photo of late works
[link] ]]> ~jamesdover http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/5468897/ http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/5468897/ Thu, 26 May 2005 14:55:14 PDT Twenty poems of love and one desperate song
XX
I can write the saddest verses tonight. To write, for example: "the night is starred, and shivering, blue, the stars, to the distant spots". The wind at night is on tour in the sky and singing.
I can write the saddest verses tonight. I wanted her, and sometimes she also wanted me. In the nights like this one, I had her between my arms. I kissed her, so many times under the infinite sky. She wanted me, sometimes I also wanted her. How not to have loved her, great fixed eyes.
I can write the saddest verses tonight. To think that I do not have her. To feel that there I am lost. Or the immense, more immense night without her. And the verse falls to the soul like the dew to grass . What matters is that my love could not keep her. The night is starred and it is not right with me. That this is everything. To the distant spots somebody sings. To the distant spots. My soul is not contented with having lost her. As I approach her my glance looks for her. My heart looks for her, and she is not with me. The same night that makes white trees glow like such. We, those of then, are no longer such. I want her no longer, be certain, how much I wanted her. My voice looked for the wind to touch her ear. Of another one. It will be of another one. Like before my kisses. her voice, her clear body. her infinite eyes. I no longer want her, this is certain, but perhaps I want her. The love is so short, and is so long the forgetfulness. Because in nights as this one, I had her between my arms, my soul is not contented with having lost her. Although this one is the last pain that she causes to me, and these are the last verses that I write to her. ]]> ~jamesdover http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/5452135/ http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/5452135/ Tue, 24 May 2005 20:41:25 PDT
The weary one, orphan
of the masses, the self,
the crushed one, the one made of concrete,
the one without a country in crowded restaurants,
he who wanted to go far away, always farther away,
didn't know what to do there, whether he wanted
or didn't want to leave or remain on the island,
the hesitant one, the hybrid, entangled in himself,
had no place here: the straight-angled stone,
the infinite look of the granite prism,
the circular solitude all banished him:
he went somewhere else with his sorrows,
he returned to the agony of his native land,
to his indecisions, of winter and summer. ]]> ~jamesdover http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/5434911/ http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/5434911/ Mon, 23 May 2005 02:12:48 PDT
Sadness, scarab
with seven crippled feet,
spiderweb egg,
scramble-brained rat,
bitch's skeleton:
No entry here.
Don't come in.
Go away.
Go back
south with your umbrella,
go back
north with your serpent's teeth.
A poet lives here.
No sadness may
cross this threshold.
Through these windows
comes the breath of the world,
fresh red roses,
flags embroidered with
the victories of the people.
No.
No entry.
Flap
your bat's wings,
I will trample the feathers
that fall from your mantle,
I will sweep the bits and pieces
of your carcass to
the four corners of the wind,
I will wring your neck,
I will stitch your eyelids shut,
I will sew your shroud,
sadness, and bury your rodent bones
beneath the springtime of an apple tree. ]]> ~jamesdover http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/5420924/ http://jamesdover.deviantart.com/journal/5420924/ Sat, 21 May 2005 12:36:43 PDT
Love

"Because of you, in gardens of blossoming flowers I ache from the
perfumes of spring.
I have forgotten your face, I no longer remember your hands;
how did your lips feel on mine?
Because of you, I love the white statues drowsing in the parks,
the white statues that have neither voice nor sight.
I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice; I have forgotten
your eyes.
Like a flower to its perfume, I am bound to my vague memory of
you. I live with pain that is like a wound; if you touch me, you will
do me irreparable harm.
Your caresses enfold me, like climbing vines on melancholy walls.
I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every
window.
Because of you, the heady perfumes of summer pain me; because
of you, I again seek out the signs that precipitate desires: shooting
stars, falling objects." -Pablo Neruda ]]> ~jamesdover