No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream.
quote by Shirley Jackson
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The Dreamer's Poet
Dreamers dream
dreaming that
all their dreams are dreams;
and is reality then multiple-shaped
or itself a dream?
If dreams are things not real or true
or don't yet exist
then what does it mean for dreamer to
act upon the dream and bring it forth
into reality?
Was the dream just reality
not yet existent;
in waiting so to speak?
Or was it live
always there
waiting to be discovered?
Seems to me
this is much like a poem;
how the poem comes to be-
unless, of course,
the poet
is a dream too,
outside reality
paradoxical conundrum
don't you see?
And more:
could it be the Dreamer's Poet
in dreaming thus
creates the Poet
and the Poetry
both of which
become Reality
Thus?
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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By The Name of Hope and Love
Messages of solitude overwhelms me from winter trees
Sometimes by dreams, sometimes by despair and uncertainty
I continue to travel the road of solitude and dream
As has been the turbulent history of mankind
Messages of happiness captures me from the dawning
Sometimes by expectation, sometimes by stark reality
I continue a long march of life by the name of solitude
As has been the life of a Saint
Messages of challenges awakens me from turbulent sea waves
Sometimes by courage, sometimes by fear
I continue the long journey of challenges by the name of hope
As has been the dream of an ambitious boy
Messages of hope comes from my deep heart
Sometimes by dream, sometimes by energy and spirit
I continue to walk in the darkness by the name of love
As has been the life of Jesus Christ
poem by Tae Woo Park
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Gone
(jon-john)
Youve been in love once before
But never quite like this (no)
And you fall in love more and more
With every single kiss (yeah)
So tell me why do you do the things
That you continue to do
When Im not the one who hurt you so
I wouldnt cheat on you
It cant keep goin on
Like the feeling doesnt exist
Or the one you love will be the one you miss
Then youll dream about love and how it would be
But then youll wake up to reality to find Im gone, Im gone
Then youll start to think and reminisce
coz its my hugs and kisses youll miss
But Im gone, Im gone
You go through life searching for love
And youre lucky if you find (yeah)
Someone who cares about you so
And will never mislead you (no)
But if you hide the way you feel, why do you carry on?
coz I wont stay around to wait on you to make up your mind
It cant keep going on like the feeling doesnt exist
Or the one you love will be the one you miss
Then youll dream about love and how it would be
But then youll wake up to reality to find Im gone, Im gone
Then youll start to think and reminisce
coz its my hugs and kisses youll miss
But Im gone, Im gone
It cant keep going on like the feeling doesnt exist
Or the one you love will be the one you miss
Then youll dream about love and how it would be
But then youll wake up to reality to find Im gone, Im gone
Then youll start to think and reminisce
coz its my hugs and kisses youll miss
But Im gone, Im gone
Then youll dream about love and how it would be
But then youll wake up to reality to find Im gone, Im gone
Then youll start to think and reminisce
coz its my hugs and kisses youll miss
Im gone, Im gone
La la la la la
La la de da
(repeat to end, with chorus in background)
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XCVIII: Absolutely Relative
Expensive is absolute, cheap is relative
Far is absolute, near is relative
Ugly is absolute, beauty is relative
Weird is absolute, crazy is relative
Stubborn is absolute, brave is relative
Stupid is absolute, smart is relative
Weak is absolute, strong is relative
Old is absolute, mature is relative
Lose is absolute, win is relative
Rich is absolute, poor is relative
Sad is absolute, happy is relative
Misfortune is absolute, lucky is relative
Safe is absolute, fear is relative
Love is absolute, hate is relative
Important is absolute, forgotten is relative
Easy is absolute, difficult is relative
Wrong is absolute, right is relative
Bad is absolute, good is relative
Lie is absolute, truth is relative
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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It is an error to imagine that evolution signifies a constant tendency to increased perfection. That process undoubtedly involves a constant remodelling of the organism in adaptation to new conditions; but it depends on the nature of those conditions whether the directions of the modifications effected shall be upward or downward.
quote by Thomas H. Huxley
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That Is His Job
We live to dream.
Inspite of opposition.
Despite of conditions
Unwarranted.
Hidden to denied...
Or dangled to tease
Unpleasing those
Who live lives trying.
Many are recruited to assist
Dreams of some.
Those who believe their dream wont come...
Unless others are overcomed and succumbed
By their desires!
We all live to dream,
Within this dream of life that's dreamt!
We call upon the consciousness of God,
To make real our hopes,
Because that is HIS job...
To deliver!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bad Dream
Im living in a bad dream.
Theyre supposed to be here by now.
What the hell is taking them so long?
I parked the car just like they said.
Now, Im sitting, waiting for a bullet in my head.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream gone bad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream
Im living in a bad dream thats sad.
Im supposed to be feeling better by now.
What the hell is taking me so long?
I hit the hay just like they said.
Now, Im sitting, waiting for a bell in my head.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream gone bad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream
Im living in a bad dream thats sad.
On a curve, lost control.
On a cliff, lost control.
This is not happening to me.
I say so.
Im supposed to be a better person by now.
What the hell is taking me so long?
Dying saviors off sum cross.
Now, Im hoping and Im praying that theyll nullify my losses.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream gone bad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream
Im living in a bad dream thats sad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream gone bad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream
Im living in a bad dream thats sad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Gordon gano: vocals, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocals, autoharp
Guy hoffman: drums, vocals
David vartanian: electric piano
Produced by brian ritchie and gordon gano
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dvs perversion room, milwaukee, wi
gorno music reprinted with permission
song performed by by Violent Femmes
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Manifesto [ORIGINAL & REVISED]
[REVISED]
Okay – I admit romance does not exist, at least
not in this quaint veracity which claims it has a
place somewhere but rarely ever here
I shall not cry about discovery of circumstance
that fact is non-existent in romance – reality a
chance one does not really have to see
Anyone can prove it lives eternally in dreams, a
never dying sustenance of many Worlds beliefs
with energies too dominant to ever die
If fantasy alive and well then I admit against my
better judgement I’ve been hurt; but add in haste
it does not matter since it truly breathes
In Worlds as infinite or parallel, I do not need the
proof of our reality – a mere perchance of it as
probability enough - the vastness of infinity
allows for every choice and dream or hope and
expectation to exist – I do not need accord to see
romance, or merely mention the ideal -
of fantasy, hopes, & dreams to make it true for me,
I shall avoid reality, live in dreams encompassing
imaginings I’ve always gladly had or harboured to
excess; therefore your attitude, and lack of feeling
means a blank to me; cannot kill the vision I shall
cherish from now on until eternity arrives…
[ORIGINAL]
Okay, I admit, romance does not exist – at least not
in this reality; but the fact that we can dream about
romance is proof it does exist somewhere
I shall not cry about my loss – discovering that
romance is non-existent – reality is only a mirage,
one parallel world amongst many – I do not need
Anyone to prove that romance lives on in our dreams,
nothing can kill it; no negative word, no pain, no dis-
illusionment, can kill the many worlds theory
Where fantasy is alive and well - I admit, against my
better judgement, I have been hurt; but hasten to add
it does not matter since romance is alive and well
In infinite parallel worlds - I do not need proof in our
little world of intersubjective reality – mere possibility
is probability enough - the vastness of infinity
Allows for every choice, dream, hope and expectation
to exist – I do not need you or anybody else to agree
to feel romance; merely mentioning the ideal -
- fantasy, hope and dream - makes it true for me, I shall
leave reality and live within a dream encompassing
every thought, hope and ideal
I have ever harboured; your attitude and being, your lack
of feeling, means nothing to me; cannot kill the vision
I cherish unto eternity…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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The Nightmares Won't Stop
The nightmares won't stop
The thought process won't drop
You lie on the floor shaking
What is this you see?
Is it a dream or a reality
A question to explain away evil
If it is plausible not to exist
Then maybe its fake
Your not drowning in a black lake
Your not being bitten poisonous snake
Your not really awake
It is all in your head
An over active imagination
A mental complication
What a realization
Then comes another sensation
The nightmares won't stop
The thought process won't drop
You lie on the floor shaking
What is this you see?
Is it a dream or a reality
A question to explain away evil
If it is plausible not to exist
It also could be
You pinch your skin to see if this is
Your trying to open your eyes
if only to see
Their must be something you missed
Explaining away the possibility of your demise
The nightmares won't stop
The thought process won't drop
You lie on the floor shaking
What is this you see?
Is it a dream or a reality
A question to explain away evil
If it is plausible not to exist
Then when that coffin you lie in with spikes comes closed
You'll wake up alive with all your cloths
But look at all holes
Their mere shreds
How is that possible?
A mental transference of the material
Then the question comes did you wake into another dream
This is a sickness and a disease
If only solving it could be a breeze
The nightmares won't stop
The thought process won't drop
You lie on the floor shaking
What is this you see?
Is it a dream or a reality
A question to explain away evil
If it is plausible not to exist
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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I am a Dreamer
I am a dreamer
like everyone else
but I am not like other dreamers
I dream the possible
I know my dream can become reality
but I am not quite sure how or when
it seems impossible
yet I see others live it out
Dreaming is indescribable
I do not comprehend it
when I have a grasp on it
it embraces me
I love to dream
It is reality so close,
close enough to touch
but I stretch out my hand to touch nothing
Dream big, dream little
a dream is a dream
chase them
who knows what they will entail?
poem by Ben Bergeth
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Do you have dreams?
Do you have dreams, Well I do
I dream of wonderful things
I dream of things yet to come
I dream of things some may say is dumb
I dream of love not just the word I mean real love
I dream of of a place where there is no war
I dream of a good answer to what we fight for
I dream of floating in the clouds free with no worry
I dream of a president who can just say sorry
I dream of reading a book thats begins with 'what is hate'
I dream of a country, thats completely great
I dream of life beyond the one we live today
I dream of a time when all kids do is learn and play
Ok time to wake up to reality
I was loving my dream now im mad at me for waking up
Life here in the real world can be so crazy
I guess the bigger part of me wishes I was stil a baby
Some of my dreams may come true
I know thats not true and so do you
But I will continue to believe my dream will come true
Because my dream was so wonderful, so I shared it with you
poem by Cheyanne Whien
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I Dream, Do You
Do you have dreams, Well I do
I dream of wonderful things
I dream of things yet to come
I dream of things some may say is dumb
I dream of love not just the word I mean real love
I dream of of a place where there is no war
I dream of a good answer to what we fight for
I dream of floating in the clouds free with no worry
I dream of a president who can just say sorry
I dream of reading a book thats begins with 'what is hate'
I dream of a country, thats completely great
I dream of life beyond the one we live today
I dream of a time when all kids do is learn and play
Ok time to wake up to reality
I was loving my dream now im mad at me for waking up
Life here in the real world can be so crazy
I guess the bigger part of me wishes I was stil a baby
Some of my dreams may come true
I know thats not true and so do you
But I will continue to believe my dream will come true
Because my dream was so wonderful, so I shared it with you
LOL
poem by Daniel Chapman
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Dreaming Reality
In the real world, as in dreams,
Nothing is quite as it seems.
To see what we have never seen,
To be what we have never been,
To shed the chrysalis, learn to fly,
Depart the earth, kiss the sky,
To be reborn, be someone new,
Is this a dream or is it true?
Is my life in fact a dream?
Are things not always as they seem?
Are daylight hours reality,
Or do I dream eternally?
In the dream world or the real,
We cannot know what we can't feel.
What is not a dream by day,
Comes to us at night to stay.
Dreams - vivid colors of life,
Or fleeting, obscure, murky strife?
Façade of reality brings,
To the mind, exquisite things:
Love, regret, memories, cheer,
Imagination, even fear.
The lives we live appear, it seems,
To be a dream within a dream.
A long dream of hopeless sorrow,
I'll dream my life again tomorrow.
(27 February 2005)
poem by Richard Stamper
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The Harvard Law states: Under controlled conditions of light, temperature, humidity, and nutrition, the organism will do as it damn well pleases.
quote by Larry Wall
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The Creation Of An Absolute Nothingness
Maybe we can create the absolute zero.
In in everlasting destruction can it truly be considered of an absolute nothing?
An emptiness, A barren wasteland.
Maybe once the destruction is done.
Maybe only if it doesn't continue.
Ignoring the theories not yet truly proven.
A doubt is but a zero upon the mind.
A change upon the times.
What can we stop?
What can we prevent?
As single entity of being?
As a shadow of many important existences.
Why do we think we're so great?
Come on now watch as we beat nature at her own game.
But have we really?
Delaying tactics are just not the same.
Oh planner of the mighty plan.
Oh foreseers of the future please make your prediction fourth right.
Seeing this through to my end in this life I have been given.
Whether we live on long after I'm gone only time will tell.
But, indeed I do hope as human beings we do well.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Reality of a dream
A light conversation,
With only the ones we trust
The vision of happiness
A settled place for ones heart
The reality of a dream
Some no not were to start
The door we may rather leave alone,
For we fear the pain of disappointment
A guessing game without the answer
The reality of a dream
Runs hand and hand with
the reality of fate
Except both or walk away
Hard work with all but success
And years laid to rest
Be a curse this idea
This dream with its fears
From deterioration to motivation
The dream can be delivered
For the reality of a dream
Is that...........
Without reality there is no dream
poem by Morgan Bodden
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An artist never works under ideal conditions. If they existed, his work wouldn't exist, for the artist doesn't live in a vacuum. Some sort of pressure must exist. The artist exists because the world is not perfect. Art would be useless if the world were perfect, as man wouldn't look for harmony but would simply live in it. Art is born out of an ill-designed world. This is the issue in Andrey Rubliov.
quote by Andrei Tarkovsky
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Lost and Confuse In My Thoughts
i see guys as just wanting one thing,
sex,
it's seem to be all they think about,
and all they want from a girl,
don't know why i continue to punish myself,
i know i don't deserve this,
but at the same time,
i love the high that i get,
maybe that why i'm not relationship materal,
i can't handle being with just one guy,
i need to feel alive in the relationship,
and just having that one that cares for me,
start to feel suffocating at times,
they know all about you,
your good and your bad,
well i even share that much,
at times i feel like i'm living,
two different lives,
one where i be this perfect girlfriend,
nothing bothers me,
i know what i want kind of person,
than the other life is,
i'm anything you like,
personality and all,
i become there dream girl,
transform into what guys like,
the dream world seems so much better than reality,
reality has too many problems,
i hate being this girl,
i feel like a girl that got lost,
when she was trying to find her way through life,
confused, lonely, used,
what more can i add,
this don't feel like living,
but i'm so numb,
i don't even know what to feel,
and yet it's a life, i continue to live,
it feels normal,
how do you learn to love,
when feeling certain emotions feel wrong,
i feel like i'm broken,
and nobody can put me back together.
poem by Mona Martinez
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Poem If This Love Only Exist In My Dreams Than I Want To Sleep Forever
If this love only exist in my dreams than please do not wake me up
because I'm so deeply involved with this dream that I want it to last forever.
I feel so comfortable when I'm in my dream it almost like I'm in reality
everything feels so real your touch is just so tender your kiss is just so sweet
My word how can this be a dream when it feels so real to me do you feel the same or is it just me, me and my dream
but what kind of life can you have sleeping cause in my dream you the only thing that makes sense
what about other part of my life should I just abandon them because of my dream because of you my so called love or rather soul mate. Every time I wake up reality checks in and remind me of how unhappy I am with you but I am so in love with you, maybe I should spend my days sleeping so please do not wake me up cause I'm so in love with my dream.
poem by Zinhlejobe Sithole
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Dream Of A Dream
I'll dream about you when I sleep tonight
Dream about what some wouldn't consider right
Dream about your touch
That I long for so much
Dream about my hope for a future with you
And that feeling of having something new
Something so wonderful and with all the meaning in the world to me
Something that would give me so much glee
And is sure to change my life undoubtedly
I'll dream about the memories we'll share
And all those good times, whilst for each other we care
I'll dream a dream sure to raise my heart
Then to brake it as from dreamland I depart
I talk of a story of a dream
A dream sure to redeem...
What has been lost from me for so long...
My life. Now seemingly so wrong
A dream I hope, but doubt to come true
But will continue to hope for no matter what I do
This is a dream of a dream of mine
A dream, that if should ever come true, I would not decline
poem by Amy Parkinson
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