I've found constancy and balance between creativity and normality.
quote by Julian Lennon
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What is Normality?
What is Normality?
Does anyone know?
Is it living your life
With people you know
Getting married, having kids
And settling into a home
What is Normaility?
Does anyone care?
Does it really matter
If people stare
What does it matter
If some don't agree
What is Normality?
Nothing is Normal
People have there own ways
People have there pet hates
And favourite days
Noones the same
So what's the point in Normality
Really?
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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Things To Be Balanced
Balance my heart between fast and slow beating rate,
Balance my wealth between the pauper and the rich state,
Balance my food between malnourished and overeating,
Balance my thought between weird and super serene.
Balance the car tyres to get aligned,
Balance the budget without any deficit,
Balance the love for the work and the family,
Balance the time between the recreations and duties.
Lord, Balance my posture of attitude at the altitude,
Balance my temperamental words when in multitude,
Balance the balance of deeds, on the judgment day,
by adding some good deeds or removing something bad.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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We have normality. I repeat, we have normality. Anything you still can't cope with is therefore your own problem.
quote by Douglas Adams
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Tyranny Normality
The media is the seduction of human desire
(Set their money, set their money, on fire)
If you try to sell me the truth then I know youre a liar
A liar
Its the tyranny of normality
Its the tyranny of normality
Our culture has become complacent and has no desire
(Take back, take back our empire)
And the ethical slaughter of truth needs to be retired
retired
Its the tyranny of normality
Its the tyranny of normality
Its the death of outrage
I want to turn a new page
I mourn the death of our age
The obituarys on the front page
Its the death of outrage
I want to turn a new page
I mourn the death of our age
The obituarys on the front page
Its the death of outrage
I mourn the death of our age
The obituarys on the front page
Its the tyranny of normality
Its the tyranny of normality
Its the tyranny of normality
song performed by by Papa Roach
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Creativity is a great motivator because it makes people interested in what they are doing. Creativity gives hope that there can be a worthwhile idea. Creativity gives the possibility of some sort of achievement to everyone. Creativity makes life more fun and more interesting.
quote by Edward de Bono
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0006 The Constant Heart
The test is constancy –
the proof, the constant heart.
See that pair who walk across the park -
from the back, it’s difficult to see their age –
they walk as if there’s nowhere now to go;
for they’re so still, inside themselves; they’re joined
by that shared stillness. Now and then they glance
deep into each other’s eyes – seeing there,
a constancy. Their hearts – you see it – are at rest.
They can remember with an inner smile
how when they met, they put on every charm
to seek to catch each other for themselves;
now they dive, swim, laugh, at rest
within each other's still, warm constancy.
See them walk and laugh their way
across the park; across their life.
* * *
See now over there, the man who stands,
talking quietly, with observant eye;
a group of boys around him who
can think of nothing else but listening:
he’s still, he’s standing sure within himself.
He’s just too far away for you to hear the words he says;
and yet you know – he’s constant in himself,
he’s constant in all that he gives to them.
They’ve found a wise man, and they’re listening.
* * *
The test is constancy –
The proof, the constant heart.
(with acknowledgements to Shantananda Saraswati)
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The Path Of Normality
They say I'm special, they say I'm weird, they call me unique, and yet I cry no tear. For I am on a path, one for all too someday see, a path of normality that will someday be apart of me. But shall I stay this way, am I a monster shall I be, for there are certain parts of me that none shall ever see, the part that is never for anyone to meet. For the real me is strong and my rage is like wheat, thin as a feather, but heavy as a brick, there's only so long until it falls.
For once it does, Oh God curse that day, for torture am me so I keep my mind at bay. At bay for what is never to be … a monster… a human… a resentful me. For I go day by day with what is call "normality", hoping that every day I live, and die as me. For to be someone else is something other than me, other than normal, a monster I fear of thee. For even if I die today I want all to tell and see, how I am on a path of normality to finally find the True Me. Hiding or exposed I don't care of thee, because now I am set right … now I feel flight … and soon I will bask in the glory of seeing them real me, starting with a path of normality.
poem by Augustus Gatlin
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Performance art is the ultimate in creativity. Since it has so many possibilities at creativity, it's essence tends to become creativity.
quote by Jack Bowman
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In the Spirit of Rumi-16
I said to My Beloved
How, my dearest one,
do you know those who truly love You?
My Beloved said
Not by their smiling face,
nor by their eagerness;
nor by the quickness of their response,
nor by the force and wealth of their response
pleasing though these are –
but by their stillness: as
a rose is still; or as a fine-proportioned vase is still;
or as a sunlit golden dome is still;
or as the bluest vault of heaven is still;
they have a stillness all about them; for
their hearts are ever at rest; there is no need
for their still heart to move; they are
always the same; they rest in love;
they meet you with all love,
they greet you with all love;
you cannot add to their true love,
you cannot take away from their true love;
and if you wish to test their love,
the test is constancy; there is no change in them;
they speak, they feel, they act, from constancy;
what is their substance? It is constancy;
I stand with them in constancy,
they stand with Me in constancy..
if that is not what you would ask of them in love,
then they are not for you; but they,
they are My true lovers, lovers of the truth in Me
-said My Beloved.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Let There Be.........
Peace in our hearts,
Balance in our minds,
Harmony in our lives,
Love in our time,
Joy in our pursuits,
Freedom in our choices,
Constancy in our relationships,
Truth in our words,
Pride in ourselves,
Quietness in our souls,
God in our spirits.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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There Is No Balance On A See-Saw
It's hard to balance on a see-saw.
When one goes up...
Someone's on the ground,
And...
Not sitting stuck.
They know when to rise up.
There is no balance on a see-saw.
None at all.
Even if two got off.
Even if they both got off.
People are always seeking equalness,
When there's no weight.
People are always seeking something...
But they lack the patience.
They don't think when someone is down,
That may keep one off the ground.
With a looking around in the air,
But one on a see-saw...
Will not in the air,
Stay there!
There is no balance on a see-saw.
None at all.
One may see what the other saw.
One may see what the other saw.
There is no balance on a see-saw.
None at all.
One may see what the other saw.
One may see what the other saw.
There is no balance on a see-saw.
None at all.
Even if they both got off.
Even if they both got off.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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BEst i NEver Had
You bring out the best in me.
like nightmare's you bring out the worst in me
Bittersweet memories, i miss you constantly.
But like a thief i denied my guilt,
while our love struggle to find the right constancy of honesty
like a balance beam our friendship tilt.
Now only short answers make up our sentences.
poem by Beethovens laguerre
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Comet Strike Creativity
no time like a comet
stealing in impacts
with flame tremendous
velocity into our sea
of diverse life creativity
instantly evaporating
all waters of old creativity
of would have been not
written recedes back
into dark matter
never been never
known never been
a glorious burst
of wonder igniting
souls into explosive
bursts of sudden
bliss awesome
appreciation
contributing to new
seas of creativity
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Constancy.....
no matter what
it remains standing there
when tired
it sits sometimes when we are not watching
it deceives
and lies and mocks us when we are not looking
but what we must admire
and give credit
to this kind of thing
is its constancy
so that
when it rains or shines
it is always there
nothing moves it
and nothing defeats it
it is always there
and we applaud it
we put the boundaries
and mark the monument
of this
constancy
a sculpture of a body
with a face
like ours.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Balance
What island is this that I'm on?
With no regrets that I'm desolate.
What is it that I gave up and glad is gone?
That left me with headaches from night 'till dawn!
I sought to seek...
And now I keep,
Within me deep...
A,
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
Whatever it took I knew would challenge,
My wanting to just have balance.
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
Whatever it took I knew would challenge,
My wanting to just have balance.
What island is this that I'm on?
With no regrets that I'm desolate.
What is it that I gave up and glad is gone?
That left me with headaches from night 'till dawn!
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
Whatever it took I knew would challenge,
My wanting to just have balance.
And I had to distance from those shores.
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
And I will keep this with me forevermore.
Balance.
I will keep this with me forevermore.
My balance!
And,
I will keep this with me forevermore.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The desire to be rewarded for one's creativity does not justify depriving the world in general of all or part of that creativity.
quote by Richard Stallman
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The Constancy Of A Noble Purpose
how must i tell you again
it is not the intelligence but the
constancy of purpose
at first and then
you either do not listen when you
heard me clear or
you simply cannot accept it and
change
you believe always on intelligence
and so i watch you risk everything upon it
trying to explain every grain of sand
and there too many of them
and they invade your intelligence and
they bury it
then
finally killing you
suffocating you because the sands in their
constancy of purpose
never believe what intelligence
preaches and
bragged.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I fancied I had some constancy of mind because I could bear my own sufferings, but found through the sufferings of others I could be weakened like a child.
quote by Sarah Fielding
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Creativity is not the finding of a thing, but the making something out of it after it is found.
quote by James Russell Lowell
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Clearly You Have Made This Understood
Clearly you have made this understood,
Identifying to recognize creativity...
Is not a part of your neck of the woods.
I've taken it into consideration,
This inability you have can devastate.
But taking a chance to think independently,
With exploring done...
That does not follow me.
Just may lead you to something genuine.
And on my insights you will not depend.
Clearly you have made this understood,
Identifying to recognize creativity...
Is not a part of your neck of the woods.
But responding to my findings,
Found to be original...
You can taste and nibble.
But declaring yourself to be a chef?
Will not be advantageous to your best effort.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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