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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342361" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Terms In Which I Think Of Reality</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Reality is a question <br>of realizing how real <br>the world is already. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Time is Eternity, <br>ultimate and immovable; <br>everyone's an angel. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's Heaven's mystery <br>of changing perfection : <br>absolute Eternity </div><div style="margin:10px 0">changes! Cars are always <br>going down the street, <br>lamps go off and on. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's a great flat plain; <br>we can see everything <br>on top of a table. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Clams open on the table, <br>lambs are eaten by worms <br>on the plain. The motion </div><div style="margin:10px 0">of change is beautiful, <br>as well as form called <br>in and out of being. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Next : to distinguish process <br>in its particularity with <br>an eye to the initiation </div><div style="margin:10px 0">of gratifying new changes <br>desired in the real world. <br>Here we're overwhelmed </div><div style="margin:10px 0">with such unpleasant detail <br>we dream again of Heaven. <br>For the world is a mountain </div><div style="margin:10px 0">of shit : if it's going to <br>be moved at all, it's got <br>to be taken by handfuls. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Man lives like the unhappy <br>whore on River Street who <br>in her Eternity gets only </div><div style="margin:10px 0">a couple of bucks and a lot <br>of snide remarks in return <br>for seeking physical love </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the best way she knows how, <br>never really heard of a glad <br>job or joyous marriage or </div><div style="margin:10px 0">a difference in the heart : <br>or thinks it isn't for her, <br>which is her worst misery.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Allen+Ginsberg">Allen Ginsberg</a><div class=q>
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of realizing how real 
the world is already. 

Time is Eternity, 
ultimate and immovable; 
everyone's an angel. 

It's Heaven's mystery 
of changing perfection : 
absolute Eternity 

changes! Cars are always 
going down the ..."></div>
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