April 19th, 2021. HELL

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"maybe you're going to hell" by Linda M. Crate
you want everyone to treat you
with respect you do not give,
treat everyone with disrespect
and cruelty and have a superiority
complex over anyone who disagrees
with you or has a different opinion;
you're not of the messiah you claim
just another hell that everyone else
has to endure—
gave me religious trauma,
made me sex-repulsed and had purity
culture confuse me until i was older than
i would like to say;
told me that being queer was a sin so
i buried that part of me so deep within
that i was able to convince myself of the lie
i was straight because i lived in fear of making
a mistake so that i wouldn't be loved—
woke up one morning realizing i wasn't straight,
and i couldn't tell anyone out of fear for rejection;
tried praying the pansexual out of me but it didn't work
so maybe you're the ones going to the hell
you damn others to.

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“Fire Woods” by Vian Borchert

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“Теперь Всегда Снега (Now There’s Always Snows)”, by Yakov Syskov (instrumental), and Jacob van Buiten (voice)

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"Holt's Shall Do" by M.A.A. 
A cinnamon bun to accompany the black liquid
shade of a figure or a figurine in shade
a foreign citadel contesting but who's to blame
it wasn't and now it is - its domain taking over my thing,
comrades or friends, either way it gets tough
eyeing the bored, looking at sea in a mug
I can feel it coming - sneeze pulling up an earthquake
fields go aflame as the tremor's splitting all in two,
the damn mug releasing the sea of ooze
here comes the worst pirate on the globe
they think I'm here to rob
but I'm merely bartering, dreaming of rum
- no cannons to load,
the dude up there has us on hold.

I may be mad,
it's probably fine
a proverb of Hell to add -
"just be kind..."

Negotiations done, Mr. Beelzebub has the cure
shurikens exchanged, I'm up for the lure
and my faith is strong but still up for grabs
buyable for a few little scraps,
tricky to look around without going blind
so many ropes to pull too, all alike
inevitably, there are formulations
the badlands provide better solutions
- whiskey instead of water
- anger instead of love for one another
the badlands provided a better solution -
I was left behind on evolution.

I may be mad,
it's probably fine
a proverb of Hell to add -
"just be kind..."

From cigars to guns to booze
poison in a bottle, story in a bag
still drowning in depths of the ooze
lad wondering what happened to his dad
- it was difficult, doesn't taste too good
but this one must do,
what is there to lose?
a list of things, a list of stuff, stolen from life
we associate the most beautiful with the heart
unique? we still have them quantified
precious? haven't seen a single guard
hundred wounds for a small correction
the badlands provided a better solution
death? too easy of a retribution.

Floating islands anchored down
voluntary binds, a cursed sound
may have made me mad,
though I suppose it's all fine
for there's only one rule to add:
“just be kind...”
...and for that I must ponder,
if you don’t mind:
who knows what is there to be
when one appears
to deconstruct history?
in a racing tube of moving scenes
oblivion is in everything
one ever sees.
“Just be Kind” by M.A.A.

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"A Living Hell" by Vian Borchert
There was a time
where Hell seemed like a dream
comparing to the living hell
I was living in.

The hell on earth
is perhaps much worse
than our idea
of the biblical burning hell
down below
with the devil as a landlord
and the sinners as the tenants
A story like no other
to make us behave
and think of fluffy white clouds
where heaven awaits.

Every now and then
I remember those times
and how hard they were
even the memories terrify me to
no end.

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“The Black Machine” by Mavo

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Next exhibition theme: SICK

Deadline: Midnight, May 9th

Submit at: artisticdifferencesproject@gmail.com

More information under ‘Submissions’ tab

Published by artisticdifferencescurator

My name is Seán and I am the creator and curator of the Artistic Differences Project. I started this project during the lockdown in Ireland due to COVID-19 in March 2020 as a way to get my friends and I creating during a troubling time. From there the project as gone from strength to strength and now we publish a new exhibition every two weeks.

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