When we mix the seven colours of the rainbow, we get white.
(Note: Seven colours of light, not paint – with paint, we get off white to muddy brown)
What does this tell us – the related links (below) give us hints
and a haiku
A charming blog really. I would really wish to have you comment on the story of the awakening of a spent nation (India) written in verse
Thank you for your visit and comment – the first here, I reckon.
Yes, if I find that I can add value to your satires or posts – I shall certainly leave comments behind.
All good wishes,
Sure. Thank you
My blog is up again. Thought i will let you know. WordPress had deactivated it by mistake.
Yes, checked it out okay 🙂
powerful one, Eric 🙂
Thank you, Celestine – for your visit and compliment.
Peace my dear,
This was a very thought provoking haiku. I do love a good haiku. I am sad that there was not another installment of Fallen Grace this Sunday though 🙁
Thank you Janine for your visit and comment.
Fallen Grace – I’ve completed the draft but not quite happy with the way it flowed. I’m not one to dash out the first draft – but prefer to redo until I am happy before posting. Please do look out for it this Sunday 23 June.
Peace and luv,
Dear Janine – left a comment in your post, Growing Pains – it went into spam 🙁
Painting.. oh Lord, work !
Truth is, I’m rusty…. LOL
Paint peels away
Why paint, I’ll use glass wall.
Thank you Eric for the brilliant idea, now I can have all the seven colors.
Beautiful, Jasey my dear – glass walls are very profound.
Man collects worthless accolades from his fellow man, unaware that he lives in enclosures, which are glass to Him.
Much luv and hugz,
White wash, always the societal cover up, it’s like the first step in denial. That is fabulous Eric!
I like that – white wash as the first step in denial – and in time, the advertiser actually succumbs to his own spin.
Thank you for triggering this though.
One man’s truth is another woman’s reality, subjectively speaking of course. The view from our eyes always reveals the truth we wish to perceive (at the least) and accept (at the best) still subjective however, Eric! a great “thinking” post! 🙂
Well, as I’ve always maintained Penny, in such matters there are no universal right or wrong answers – only ‘answers’ that reflect on one’s life experiences, lessons learnt and perspectives/reference points.
‘a great thinking’ post – I take that as high compliment 🙂
Thank you and all good wishes,
I find your blog interesting and I am following.
Thank you, Shalilah – I’ve also ticked to receive your posts 🙂
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As usual one to challenge our thinking. It depends on what you put that veneer on as to whether it will stay there or not in the human sense too.
Ah, yes, Ian – and thank you for the compliment.
The base metal, if base, will hold the pigment less securely
All good wishes,
How true to life. Your real colours will always shine through no matter what.
Very true, Barb – and thank you for visiting and sharing.
True to one’s colours is the way to go
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I think white is the fountainhead of everything beautiful because everything when created was pure and spotless like white that’s why nothing can overcome white i mean purity . =)
Yes, white is seen as purity in many cultures – when all the colours are joined in perfect harmony, we get white.
Philosophically speaking, sometimes, it is best to get down deep to the source and clean out the ‘rust’ rather than cover up a coat of it, before repairing. Good analogies on your little literary tidbits.
Yes, such deep cleaning is definitely the way to go – if not here, certainly we will be cleansed over ‘there’ – I reckon.
Thank you for your visit and comment, Joyce,
White walls are highly overrated:) Nice job!
Very true, Samantha – not all cultures view white as the epitome of purity
The truth is as clear as light. White, the color of purity, makes me reflect deeply.
That’s interesting, Uzo – white as the colour of purity – and I accept this norm.
I wonder whether any colour that is unblemished, can also be pure — I need to reflect on this.
Artistically, colors without blemish mean different things. White for purity, holiness, faithfulness, etc. Purple for royalty. Red for danger, romance, etc. So, to a point, I think any color that is unblemished is pure in its own right.
My comment referred in particular to ‘white’ being bandied around as the colour of purity, holiness and faithfulness. This is generally accepted as the norm in many cultures and I can understand this. But not all faiths share this interpretation. For example, in the Jewish faith, Blue is the colour of holiness – not white.
I never knew about the Jewish take on this. Thanks for drawing my attention to it. Well, purity goes beyond color then. Like I previously wrote, it should be something/color that can stand without blemish.
I truly appreciate your response, Uzo. Thank you.
As a former Buddhist, I too grew up with ‘blue’ as a colour of purity and holiness in one aspect of our journey. However, when I embraced the Catholic faith, white took ascendence. I can and do accept all interpretations.
May all good wishes and thoughts shadow you, my friend,
preparation is the key, to all things, look below the surface, find out what needs doing. Then the new coat will ‘take’ and fit. (mayhap the coat of many colours!!) xPenx
A nice take, PennyG – I like that – a ‘coat of many colors’ – it need not be white, I reckon
yeah it will and in places difficult to hide
Very true, Somi dear – but that does not stop most from trying
Whitewash is a dodge
A procrastinator’s prop
Hiding dark secrets
Good one, David – thank you for sharing this haiku
The real colour will be out, no matter how well it is concealed
Very true – and it need not neccessarily be white
This just creeps me out because it reminds me of all the sexual purity lessons I had to sit through at church.
Well, some of the worst sexual predators masquerade as men of god, I reckon. Society seeks wolves but overlooks those cloaked in sheepskin.
As a kid, I knew of a boy who broke anything that looked pretty. When the owners complained, that boy was the loudest in voicing condemnation of the perpetrator(s) – until they caught him vandalising.
You can not hide the truth. It will find a way to get through the muck.
Sooner or later – sometimes it takes years on earth – and definitely in the afterlife, I reckon.
Alas…for as much white-wash that we may slap on…the truth still comes through…
Very true – on a painted wall as a ‘painted’ face – a discerning eye sees through