Even when I was saying I was Agnostic and trying to figure out my thoughts, I felt God was allowing me to do that.
quote by Alfre Woodard
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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You happen to be talking to an agnostic. You know what an agnostic is? A cowardly atheist.
quote by Studs Terkel
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Wind
I felt the wind come in today
and felt the gusts that blew.
I thought of warmth and summer
and then I thought of you.
No leaves are left upon my trees.
The wind has blown them away.
And as it blows unmercifully
my thoughts have gone astray.
I must gather them in once again
and let them keep me warm.
If but for no other reason
than to quiet my mental storm
that is just as ferocious as the wind
and chills the thoughts that appear.
I can't figure out which is worse,
the thoughts or the wind that's here?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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My view is that if there is no evidence for it, then forget about it. An agnostic is somebody who doesn’t believe in something until there is evidence for it, so I’m agnostic.
quote by Carl Sagan
Submitted by Catalin Popescu
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I forbid you, agnostic, doubting thoughts, to destroy the house of my faith.
quote by Thomas S. Monson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Unseen Shrines
The shrine where only one person can reign,
That is formless, figure less, unseen but felt and ours,
It is simply elusive, safe, treasured, but monopolized,
it is formless, figure less, unseen but felt and ours.
The shrine where only one person can reign,
Light this shrine with the wick of kindness,
The kindness, the size of life long,
Oil of understanding to fuel it regularly,
As Tolerance suffocates the person in it,
Let us understand and love each other,
The shrine where only one person can reign,
Never lighten this shrine with spirited lamps,
Smoke it with Incense of weeds and drugs,
The shrine that is figure less,
The shrine that is formless,
The shrine that is unseen,
The shrine that can be felt,
The shrine that can be enjoyed,
The shrine that can be worshiped,
It is nowhere else, it is in our heart,
That is built for the person whom we love.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Morning Muse
I lay awake
allowing time to pass
my muse sleeps
laid in my arms
fully beautiful
I am blessed
I close my eyes
take stock of thoughts
a day dream
becomes nothing new
I place a kiss
gently
upon my muses head
almost breathless
I watch
how such beauty
sleeps
yet fills my head
with noise and colour
I am awake
allowing time to pass
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Over The Years
dear friend.!
over the
years
I have felt
your arms
gently
wrapped
around my
heart
giving me
a sweet
squeeze
always
allowing
me
courage
today I
felt them
begin to
loosen
their
hold
the joy
of knowing
you
will
never
end
you are
taking a
portion
of my
heart
with you.
poem by Heather Burns
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I think I felt that I was very well known for my figure and needed to keep that up for my work. And I regret all of it. I felt fraudulent and very shameful.
quote by Jamie Lee Curtis
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In fact, allowing immigrants to have licenses actually improves homeland security by allowing our government to track who is in our borders.
Religion.... (Condom)
religion is like a condom,
never allowing the heart
of man to touch the actual
presence of god...
never allowing the seed
of man's inmost desires
to germinate, and conceive!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I Cant Figure You Out
(jesse valenzuela)
Whos to say whats right or wrong
If I stand out in the rain too long
Filling up my drinking cup
When I know Ive had much more than enough
Write in the pages of my notebook
But they never sound the way they look
Kicking at this old tin can
And I wonder where the hell I am
I cant figure you out
I cant figure you out
When it seems so fine
When its held to the light
I cant figure you out
I cant figure you out
They push and pull till it breaks in half
I never trust a guy with a nervous laugh
Worried bout the smallest things
While the world is coming crashing in
I cant figure you out...
song performed by by Gin Blossoms
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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In figure skating
In figure skating its the small triumphs that matter the most.
When you can't get back all the time lost.
I had a lot of fun landing an axel.
To me it was almost felt like landing a triple axel.
I know it was only a small triumph but to me it was wonderful.
I never was able to get many hours of practice.
I did my best on the ice.
All figure skaters work hard to have patience.
They may never know if they will recieve their biggest
or smallest triumph.
Even If I went back and landed a triple axel.
I would still look back fondly on my small triumph.
To be honest though the axel to me is my greatest triumph.
An axel was like setting myself free.
If your thinking that small triumphs are great.
I would love to agree.
In figure skating people are always coming and going.
Not many of them get to experience the power of jumping.
Some of them will never know.
An axel feels like a bird or plane flying.
A lot of them will never come back because of the fear of falling.
So anyones triumph could be not quiting.
The smallest triumphs should never be put down because this is
a figure skaters very beginning.
Every figure skaters story deserves to be told.
Even if they never won an olympic or any type of gold.
A figure skater must have joy or her sport will get old.
So please don't underestimate small triumphs in figure skating.
Simple Thoughts
Caught in a simple thought
Trapped between
An unstopable force
Articulated madness within
Allowing roaming contradiction
To choose my course
Drops of clear water
Turning to whitish ice
The cold is arriving
Shivering interupts
The Arousing warm touches
To the killing force felt in freezing winds
The stars on winters lost horizon
Not lonely, they float in splendor
Poetry flows through simple thoughts
And drives me mad for warming pleasure
poem by Howard Johnson
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Fight Or Flight
We're ready to go
Ticking like a bomb that's about to blow
It's taking control
Pulling at your feet like an undertow
You don't really know
If you're all that capable
But you've been told
Figure it out
Don't pretend you're stupid
Sort it out
Go make yourself useful
You're better than dead
You really made a mess with the words you said
So easily fed
The flames of the fire rise above your head
They want to be led
You've joined the ranks instead
There's a voice in your head
I can't figure it out
Any more than the generation before me
I can't figure it out
How we got where we are today
I can't figure it out
Any more than the generation before me
I can't figure it out
We've got to fight not to fade away
song performed by by Face To Face
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Sisyphean
I have felt sisyphean.
Like Sisyphus,
A legendary king of Corinth.
Condemn to repeat the rolling of a boulder,
Uphill!
To have it roll back down as it nears the top.
I had felt that way until I stopped.
Realizing after wiping sweat off my brow...
Why am I allowing this and to whose amusement?
I could whittle this obstacle down,
To then make steps.
Taking on far easier challenges to accomplish.
Than those I already know are monotonous,
With nothing to motivate a desired achievement wished.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Greatest Love
I first fell in love when I was young in grade school
With nature whose magic and beauty was all around
Like a butterfly to the flowers I was drawn
Oh, the joy I felt, the joy I felt, the purest I’ve ever found.
In high school, in my mid-teen, I fell in love
With a girl whose beauty could captivate all men
Thoughts of her filled my mind everyday, every night
Oh, the joy I felt, the joy I felt was heaven.
This love was intense, and music made it more so even
Love songs and music I search the radio through the nights
‘Till I discovered the classics, the symphonies of Beethoven
Oh, the joy I felt, the joy I felt was the ultimate pleasure.
In my late teen, after much reading, thinking; the human mind
The most mysterious, complex thing; I was awed and fell in love
I couldn’t imagine the infiniteness of its wonder and beauty
Oh, the joy I felt, the joy I felt must have come from above.
Soon all this led to my greatest love before I was twenty
Since then for decades, my mind, my thoughts it’s occupied
But where is the joy I must have reaped for loving this Humanity?
Why have I instead been getting pain, sorrow and bitterness?
poem by Leonard Sims
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Aching heart/busy head
When your heart hurts so much to think,
Yet your head is so busy filling todays thoughts away to start afresh in the morning?
What if yesterdays thoughts are still there? What if the previosu days thoughts combine with the new days?
When you wake in the morning still going throught the weeks thoughts, going through every trial,
every tribulation,
every worry, just building up and up,
rushing and streaming around?
Thats what depression can be like,
having that in your head,
never a break
never a release
never a let up from the ever growing rage in ypur head.
the ever growing pain in your body.
the ever growing urge to cry, only your heart not allowing you to express and release it.
depression makes you want to fade away. to disappear.
fade away.
poem by Rosalita Fernandez
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There's a glorious sense of freedom in comedy, just allowing myself to tell jokes, allowing myself to interrupt myself and tell old African folk stories that I made up - or didn't - and Jamaican stories.
quote by Neil Gaiman
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My father was an agnostic.
quote by Jerry Falwell
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No man can be an agnostic who has a sense of humour.
quote by E.M. Forster
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