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This is a reflection of the life, times and creativity of a self described creative soul... A sponge, a mirror, a cloth... I absorb all surroundings and let my thoughts redirect it's energy toward my fingers and sometimes my eyes because the pictures you see, I create them too! Captured moments of life...
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Sad, because you never know the backstory of how or why this person ended up on the streets. Makes you appreciate your blessings.
Yeah, it is sad Sheila.
I knew someone enormousy intelligent. He became an alcoholic and drank himself to death. He would probably been homeless if he did not live with his mother. He died in either his late 30's or early 40's. He still had a sharp mind but a broken heart.
We as a society tend to judge negatively. These people living on the streets are someone's child, husband, father, mother, and so on. Some of them did not choose these lives. Look at how they dump mentally disabled patients on Skid Row after a hospital stay.
You never know how someone has lost their minds or will to live a productive life. Anyone of us can have a mental breakdown and become hopeless and homeless.
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