Jadea Kelly – Saintly Stare

Jadea Kelly, if you’ve followed my blog, is a singer/songwriter who I have showcased a few times before because of her wonderfully rich voice. She is simply amazing.

Enjoy this lovely song.

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Particle Collision Series (Part 2)

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The Particle Collision Series ( Part 1)

This gallery contains 16 photos.

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Uncle Ben’s Graduation

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University of Toronto… guessing ~1965

From the left, my mom, Ben’s wife, the graduate himself, my aunt and a very well-dressed me.

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Reading the Paper on a 1958 Sunday

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Pulled this photo out of a family album which shows my father and a friend reading a newspaper. From a time 57 years ago, the image shows that nothing really changes in times of quiet reflection.

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Energy Conglomerates Considering Sol (WIP)

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Needs work, but at least looks interesting. I wanted to finish this piece for Earth Day 2015, but, you know how things can go… :)

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Earth Day 2015

The silence is deafening.

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“The Sound Of Silence”

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I’ve come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence.

“Fools,” said I, “You do not know –
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you.
Take my arms that I might reach you.”
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming.
And the sign said, The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sound of silence.

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