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Explain why it is so difficult to define the "aesthetic", "beauty" and "art" basing your answer on..

Question: Explain why it is so difficult to define the "aesthetic", "beauty" and "art" basing your answer on the passage from Marcia Eaton's book Basic Issues in Aesthetics (1998) cited in the study guide. Your answer must cover the debate on the "aesthetic", "beauty" and "art". Provide arguments and examples. Answer: According to Marcia Eaton, the visual and mental experience of city inhabitants has been influenced by the ugliness of architecture, buildings, and cities for ages. Poor aesthetics

A tribe living in the forest "Yanam"

Her name is Yanam. It means "human".

3 page book "why not win true"

this story is a girl. she live in a small town in the littly city. I share you to her life . I hope,You will read this book 📚 again and again so ,don't wast time

Ketika saya dinilai buruk, lantas apakah saya harus merekam kebaikan saya"

Car wheel covers

Abs quality m hain Taiwani hn gy good quality m local nhi hain . Scratchless hain Permanent paint m

" Why can't you forget me? "

" Is it hard for you to forget someone? " My friend asked suddenly. Sighs and look at the clear skies. " Just like that clear blue skies, that someone is everywhere. " I replied and lay on the  grass while cold air touches my tanned skin. "Oh? I see. That explains why I'm still here. "

" Wait "

I sail over deadly oceans, I search through every cities, I walk and run in every corner, Just to find you. I almost lost my sight, I'm almost out of breath, My skin was full of cuts, I do it all just for you. I asked lots of strangers, I received lots of hates, Even though it bites my heart, I think of it as nothing happened. But all of my sacrifices, All the time I've wasted, I just found you there laying peacefully, Please forgive me if I was ever too late. All I can give to you now - is this

"so far away"

"A tribute to a true friend" || A poem by Shukdeb Mazumder

Long path, I can belong to you very easily when she is with me holding my hand steadily. Darkness, hark, don't be boastful, you must be defeated soon because she is my companion now, who is the next-door neighbor of moon. In the rain, she is my raincoat, in the winter, blanket, in the den of despair she is my outlet. A true friend of mine she is, my lifemate, lifejacket, invaluable, rich! © Shukdeb | 06-07-2022

"Do It Yourself" Arroz Caldo

Arroz caldo is a popular rice porridge in the Philippines. The toppings are already placed when served. This poem describes my own version, which I call "Do It Yourself" Arroz Caldo.

" IN THE HAZIL VARACITY OF PRICKLING SIGHT " by ~sayyaf~

Is it what you see in the sight, Or is it just the view inside? Is that yellow leave of autumn very insightful? Ever felt the pain it pouring to the ground, insane full? Is that the river of water or the layer of sand Is it the Hazel truth or just the glimpse of band? Is it in the highness of the crown? Or the fear of being underground It's not the truth of that prickly sight But just the latent piece of bright

Moon staring over Rakaposhi Peak "Giants on Earth".

Beautiful view of Rakaposhi Peak Located in District Nagar Gilgit-Baltistan Pakistan

"everything but love"

I wish it wasn't you who did this to me.....

"War of heart and mind"

Feeling sprouts from the strings of heart and pulled up by the hands of brain....

A Million Doller "ROAR"

"WHEN THE NIGHT DIES" (A Short Poem by ALEX O'BOR)

From dusks till dawns The sunrise and the sun dies Everyday is smiles and frowns Time flies, Life dies and phoenix rise WHEN THE NIGHT DIES I'll wake-up and then embrace my labour suits Lace-up my touring boots And walk-up my paths on the soily sunny miles WHEN THE NIGHT DIES I'll walk my dreams in due times I'll make haste whilest the sun shines And drink life from the pool niles WHEN THE NIGHT DIES I'll sing hosana hosana to the deity I'll recite my psalm-ons, for i am awake Because maybe some

"PULL THE PLUG"

My life is now owned delusion Happiness is no longer illusion If Life is a bitch- then dig me a ditch If i pull the plug now I'll free my demons They say i'll be caged in the tunnel of Mammon But, Humans used to say 'There's light at the end of a tunnel- Still, Humans used to pray 'Master, save me from the tunnel' It calls me closer It calls me near Just once and it'll be over Death whispers in my ear. (c) Alex O'bor, 2020. All rights reserved.

"Butterfly"

বন্ধুত্ব হোক কিংবা, ভালোবাসা হোক, পাসওয়ার্ড কিন্তু একটাই "বিশ্বাস"

Hello 🤗🤗

"Paradise"

Thinking of you is my favorite hobby, With Darling heart and thoughts foggy, When I stare down in your dazzling eyes, My mind skips all those wistful goodbyes, I still feel your presence all around, Hearing to the voice, sewing my wounds, Here am I , Still wanting you , In this world or shall I make new? My eyes are waiting for your presence, Engulfing my hands into your fragrance, My heart is now melting for you like an ice , I'm still finding you up to the seven skies, I believe one day it wil