For me, it is far better to grasp the Universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring.
quote by Carl Sagan
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It is far better to grasp the universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring.
quote by Carl Sagan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Habits - the only reason they persist is that they are offering some satisfaction. You allow them to persist by not seeking any other, better form of satisfying the same needs. Every habit, good or bad, is acquired and learned in the same way - by finding that it is a means of satisfaction.
quote by Juliene Berk
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Habits...the only reason they persist is that they are offering some satisfaction...You allow them to persist by not seeking any other, better form of satisfying the same needs. Every habit, good or bad, is acquired and learned in the same way - by finding that it is a means of satisfaction.
quote by Juliene Berk
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Briefs 5
The Universe is neither good nor bad
Tho' many think it is.
Watched, the stars appear to move-
They do not, they sit still.
Men are beset by delusion:
It all seems a necessary evil
deeming this right and that wrong-
using one's own as a measure of another's anguish.
It would be comical were't not fatal.
The Universe is neither bad nor good
But we must scramble to make it so-
That being the eternal, conflictual task of humankind
That task distinguishing us from the animals.
The Universe is neither bad nor good.
What do you think? Talk amongst yourselves.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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A human being is part of a whole, called by us the Universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separated from the rest--a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.
quote by Albert Einstein
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A human being is part of a whole, called by us the 'Universe,' a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separated from the rest--a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.
quote by Albert Einstein
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Ringing chimes
Beneath the interior
Calming and reassuring
Your company is soothing
Outside the wind chimes ring
It has a sauntering sound
Singing in my heart
Bit by bit
Peace may I recognize
Looking through
A west facing window
Grasp the view
The last colors
Of a faint sun set
Still shines quietly
In all these moments
I feel at home
poem by Howard Johnson
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Love Makes Us What We Are
Love may be a delusion
But it’s the only real thing
We exaggerate the virtues of those we love
To us they are the universe
But to the Universe they are dust
We hype their Goodness
And their Beauty
And all that we love in them
But what are they to the stars?
Love all Love
Makes us what we are
No matter the dust and humble the stars.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Driven By Delusion
Driven by delusion?
Where did you get that conclusion?
We heard that and chose it to ignore.
Since we know how we arrived.
And persistence did it.
Most times with the pedal pushed to the floor.
With a confidence to approach,
And knock on many doors.
Driven by delusion?
Delusion might have taken the credit.
But we did not sit in stifled reminiscing!
With champagne sipping on caviar dreams!
Are you kidding?
Not one of us tried to find that time.
If you knew how precious to us time means?
Driven by delusion?
We do admit there had been some wishes.
But all of us are aware of this...
A good work ethic could not be dismissed.
And delusion came along for the ride.
Delusion had nothing to do with our drive!
Not a thing to do with this...
Not one bit!
And,
Let me say this...
'IF' you believe any of this was driven by delusion,
You obviously have been fantasized by 'bling'
And not by substance.
Since substance requires one to take control,
With an experience to be behind the wheel!
And none of us has acquired a taste for substitutes.
To waste and use as an excuse.
Choosing to lead.
And not be the ones who followed.
'And,
Just 'who' are the 'we' you refer to? '
Oh...
Apologies!
I always refer to myself in third person!
Especially if the task 'appears' to be more than I can handle!
With 'that' on my mind.
And so far...
I've underestimated myself too often.
But 'never' my abilities!
You have no idea,
How they seem to have a mind of their own!
'I'm learning not to take anything for granted!
Not a single thing.'
Why are you backing away from me like that?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Persist as resolutely as you persist in eating.
Up The Hill Backwards
The vacuum created by the arrival of freedom
And the possibilities it seems to offer
Its got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it
Its got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it
A series of shocks - sneakers fall apart
Earth keeps on rolling - witnesses falling
Its got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it
Its got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it
Yeah, yeah, yeah - up the hill backwards
Itll be alright ooo-ooo
While we sleep they go to work
Were legally crippled its the death of love
Its got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it
Its got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it
More idols then realities
Im ok, youre so-so
Yeah, yeah, yeah - up the hill backwards
Itll be alright ooo-ooo
song performed by by David Bowie
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The final delusion is the belief that one has lost all delusion.
quote by Maurice Chapelain
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Obsession is just
Delusion that Reason's
unable to dispel;
perfectly acceptible-
'long as delusion
know's itself deceived.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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One Song
I am the universe
The sun, the moon and sea
I am the energy
4 that is what I believe
I can be contradiction
Cuz that is all I see
But I am the universe
And the universe is me
I am the one song (Ah yes)
And that one song is free
All things come from this one song (Yes they do, uh)
The garden and the tree
If everything, everything is present
What is will always be
This here is the first and the last song
And all that come between
When language falls like a wounded soldier
And it's covered by the sea
All the sadness
All these unanswered questions
Keep me company
(Company, company, company come 2 me, come 2 me please!)
Here at the center of it all
(I know)
I know that U can only come from me
(I am the universe)
Yes it will, oh, yes it will
(The sun, the moon and sea)
Where else is it gonna come from but me?
(I am the universe)
Oh my, my my my my my my my universe
(The universe is me)
(I am the universe)
(The sun, the moon and sea)
(I am the universe)
(We are the universe) {x2}
(The universe is me)
One truth (One truth)
One song (One song)
One energy
song performed by by Prince
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I Lived Most Of My Life In Delusion
I LIVED MOST OF MY LIFE IN DELUSION
I lived most of my life in delusion-
I dreamed I was writing great masterpieces-
Every life moment was hoarded
For the sacred work.
I am old now
The manuscripts are piled up
No one wants them;
I apparently was wrong about my life and work
I lived in delusion-
Now I have all the time in the world to do nothing in-
These lines too can go to the pile.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Whip!
Life is unpredictable,
boring, though adventurous,
tedious, though amorphous,
lamenting, though delightful,
clueless, though targeted,
tormenting, though reassuring,
Life is unpredictable and unfair,
Gods of Heaven on earth,
Gods of the Universe, yet to be found out,
Please give me the script,
I like to act,
then I know the plot,
I know the next scene,
then I change my perfect costume,
I know the characters,
then I choose the best,
I do not have to live,
I wish to act,
I can act like laughing and crying,
I can act like angry and happy,
I can act as villains and heroes,
I can act as a comedian and a helper,
but,
Gods of the Universe, yet to be found out,
You would still sit on the chair,
that is designated to direct us,
You will make us to live like acting.
You will make us to suffer like acting.
you will make us to be happy like acting.
You are the great Director.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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I Wanna Know (The Pit And The Pendulum)
Under the intense scrutiny of Ligeia's eyes
I have felt the full knowledge
And force of their expression
And yet been unable to possess it
And have felt it leave me
As so many other things have left
The letter half-read
The bottle half-drunk
Finding
Finding in the commonest objects of the universe
A circle of analogies
Of metaphors
Ooohhh
For that expression
Which has been willfully
withheld from me
The access to the inner soul denied
I wanna know, ooohhh
I wanna know
I wanna know, oh
I wanna know
In consideration
In consideration of the faculties and impulses
Of the human soul
Of the human soul
In consideration
Of our arrogance
Of our arrogance
Our radical, primitive irreducible arrogance of reason
We have all overlooked the propensity
We saw no need for it
The paradoxical something which we may call perverseness
Perverseness
Through its promptings we act without
Comprehensible object
We act for the reason we should not
We act for the reason we should not
For certain minds this is absolutely irre-, irre-
irresistible
irresistible
The conviction of the wrong
Or impolicy of an action
Is often the unconquerable force
The unconquerable force
It is a primitive impulse
It is a primitive impulse
Primitive impulse
The overwhelming tendency
The overwhelming tendency to do
Wrong for the wrong's sake
To do wrong for the wrong's sake
We persist in acts
Because we feel that we
should not persist in them
Because we feel we, feel we
should not persist, per-, persist in them, ah
Ooohhh
So I wanna kn
song performed by by Lou Reed
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Idle thoughts
Chaos ruled the nothingness.
Only potentiality
existed in the timelessness
The universe was yet to be.
We cannot know the primal cause
which overcame the entropy.
Forced it to take a different course.
It must remain a mystery.
From nothing came reality
A fully orchestrated plan
Which could not happen possibly.
So says the finite mind of man.
So we build up hypotheses
and legends trying to explain
Rejecting others theories
Though there is nothing we can gain.
Arguments based on ignorance
are bandied freely to and fro.
If we found the truth by chance
it’s probable we would not know.
We know the universe exists.
We can’t deny the evidence
and yet the legends still persist
Though logically they make no sense.
Did God create the universe
and if so who created God
I do not wish to seem perverse
but I confess I find it odd.
Why is that mankind pursues
this useless quest obsessively.
I think the questions too abstruse
For us to view objectively.
I just accept the way things are
Which seems the wisest course to me
and hasn’t troubled me so far
But then perhaps I’m just lazy.
25/07/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Sure, science involves trial and error. Scientists refine theories each day. But as they do, they help us grasp more clearly the wonders of the world and the universe.
Come Closer
Are you an illusion of my delusion?
I seem to feel you from another time!
I seem to have had you in my mind.
And here you appear as clear to me.
Leaving me to wonder if this could be...
What I sought I could not touch in my dreams!
Is this real?
Is this reality?
When you look at 'me'
Do I appear to you as you appear to me?
Are you an illusion of my delusion?
Come closer...
Make me believe!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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