MARTA WILEY is an “Internationally Renowned Artist” - Painter, Singer, Entrepreneur, Filmmaker, Speaker, Actress, and Author. She holds a record for being one of the most prolific Artists in the 21st Century.
From Easy E To 'M' what have you repressed today? I have heard.... There was a fireman who was horridly mean both to his wife and his lodger. One night he brought home a splendid pork pie and ate half of it for his supper. His wife and the lodger had to make do with dry bread and cheese. He carefully put the rest of the pie away and they all went to their beds. In the middle of the night the firebells rang and off the landlord had to run. The wife, stark-naked, entered the lodger's room, shook him awake and said 'He has gone out. Quick! Now is your chance.' 'Are you sure it's all right?' inquired the lodger. 'Of course. Hurry up! Lose no time!' So the lodger went downstairs and finished the pork pie. Now that must have been his repression - the pork pie. He must have been dreaming about it, thinking about it, fantasizing about it. The stark-naked woman had no attraction for him, but the pork pie... Remember, whatsoever you repress will become your attraction, will have a magnetic pull on you. The repressed becomes powerful; it gains power out of all proportion. Listen to this anecdote. Deep in a beautiful woodland park stood two lovely bronze statues: a boy and a girl, posed in attitudes of love and longing. They had stood thus for three hundred years, their arms held out yearningly to each other, yet never touching. One day a magician passed by and with compassion said 'I have enough power to give them life for one hour, so I am going to do this. For one hour they will be able to kiss, to touch, to embrace, to make love to each other.' So the magician waved his magic wand. Immediately the statues leaped off their pedestals, and hand in hand ran into the shrubbery. There was a great commotion, loud thumps, shouts, squawkings and flutterings. With irresistible curiosity, the magician tip-toed over and peered into the leaves. The boy was holding down a bird, over which the girl squatted. Suddenly he jumped up. 'Now it is your turn to hold him down while I shit upon him!' he exclaimed. Three hundred years of birds shitting upon them... Then who bothers about love making? That was their repression. You can go and sit in a cave and become a statue, but that which you have repressed will hover around you, will be the only thing that you will ever think about. HAT KINGDOM lMAO
@@martawiley1 its just when i played the movie high on the hog and i was like I heard this before then i rember where i heard it from so i sent you the link where i heard it from
Hi Marta. Some years ago, I bought a framed print of Tranquility at an African-American festival. I love that picture. I hope one day I will get a chance to tell you the story of how that piece of art impacted me and how it relates to this story too. God bless you and the beautiful gift you have.
Caught between many worlds but stuck in the tonal . They come and take our soul leaving our energy body to fend for itself . We can sore above them but they latch hooks into us and will not let us go our gate keepers and masters . They can see our many lives but cannot penetrate our magical being. Enjoy your Sketches and music .... maybe someday we will dream together .
This is so true and such a beautiful beautiful song! Your going to go far in life.....because i understand that sense of gift. Once I lost my hope I was given freedom.
If you did not know the coil in your video is the same coil used in the film Frankenstein. Also the music track you pick for this is awesome. Who is the artist & track title? thanks
I've been to Buenos Aires twice, and didn't have any problems. I rode the subway too. La Boca is very rough, though. Just don't go there after dark! The only thing I didn't like about Buenos Aires is how filthy it is. If it were cleaned up, it would sure be a great city.
Love your moon print and song. The worlds we travel within are like portals in time and space ..doorways of infinite dimensions were symbol and psyche merge into one. We hold the key to other worlds and magical beings becomes our teachers with almond eyes which reflect our souls.
