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It is a light thing for whoever keeps his foot outside trouble to advise and counsel him that suffers.
Suffering
Oh ye, all ye, who suffer here below,
Schooled in the baffling mystery of pain,
Who on life's anvil bear the fateful strain,
Wrong as forged iron, hammered blow on blow.
Take counsel with your grief, in that you know,
That he who suffers suffers not in vain,
Nay, that it shall be for the whole world's gain,
And wisdom prove the priceless price of woe.
Thus in some new-found land where no man's feet
Have trod a path, bold voyagers astray,
May fall foredone by torturing thirst and heat:
But from the impotent body of defeat--
The winners spring who carve a conquering way--
Measured by milestones of their perished clay.
poem by Mathilde Blind
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A man who suffers before it is necessary, suffers more than is necessary.
quote by Lucius Annaeus Seneca
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I am co-counsel and as co-counsel I have the right to represent myself, speak for myself and conduct myself and my trial by myself in my best interests in order of due process.
quote by Lynette Fromme
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No man is so foolish but he may sometimes give another good counsel, and no man so wise that he may not easily err if he takes no other counsel than his own. He that is taught only by himself has a fool for a master.
quote by Ben Johnson
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No man is so foolish but he may sometimes give another good counsel, and no man so wise that he may not easily err if he takes no other counsel than his own. He that is taught only by himself has a fool for a master.
quote by Hunter S. Thompson
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Good counsel is no better than bad counsel, if it be not taken in time.
Song of the Soul
I sing a love song
to the world
to the world that suffers
prejudice, hate and war.
I sing a love song
to the world,
to the world that suffers
AIDS, drug and alcohol addiction.
I sing a love song
to the world,
to the world that suffers
domestic violence, child and sexual abuse.
I sing a love song
to the world,
to the world that suffers
pornography, pollution, and propaganda.
I sing a love song
to the world
Oh, come, sing a love song
with me.
Because just as arms have no force outside if there is no counsel within a house, study is vain and counsel useless that is not put to virtuous effect when the time calls.
quote by Francois Rabelais
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The Merit Suffocates
Merit suffers from vested interests.
Money and sex play a great part.
Prejudice and nepotism
Do their parts at a crucial point.
Religion is not far behind.
Merit suffers and suffocates.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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That man is good who does good to others if he suffers on account of the good he does, he is very good if he suffers at the hands of those to whom he has done good, then his goodness is so great that it could be enhanced only by greater sufferings and if he should die at their hands, his virtue can go no further it is heroic, it is perfect.
quote by Jean de la Bruyere
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If We See
We can…
notice nature suffers,
how pretty flowers wilt
in heat of midday sun,
how plants are broken
by the wind, how some
die from frosty cold.
But…
still see natures beauty
blooms, a cascade of
colour, lights our much
divided fractured world.
Which…
has no concern, so
occupied by conflict, war,
discrimination, worry and
its greed for many things.
Yet…
our world suffers all of
mans quarrels and disorder,
so it can be, a poets dream,
a bards delight, a writers relish
and an artists paradise.
18-08-2009
poem by Bob Blackwell
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There is as much difference between the counsel that a friend giveth, and that a man giveth himself, as there is between the counsel of a friend and of a flatterer. For there is no such flatterer as is a man's self.
quote by Francis Bacon
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Lunar Strain
For there is a purpose and reason
Beyond all human apprehension
The shrieking silence in the blackness of space
For there is a knowledge more complex
Than life on this planet
A knowledge in tune with the progress of stars
Lunar Strain
All across the milky way
Life suffers defeat
Life that once was treasured
What once was nothing
Has blossomed into form
Once it was I that was nothing
But they say I will die
All across the galaxy
Life suffers defeat
Lunar strain
From nothingless to reality
As we see it
From nothingless into life
My dismal tears of anguish
Bleed into one with the songs of my heaven
Loneliness is pain
Emptiness his power, loneliness his pain
Serenity his might
Yet we shall be honoured
In the starforsaken night
Astral strain
All around my silent moon
Life suffers defeat
Astral strain
For there is a purpose and reason
Beyond all human apprehension
The shrieking silence in the blackness of space.
song performed by by In Flames
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Crimson Flame
Crimson Flame
By: Adam M. Snow
Born from a pure amity spark,
feared by all hatred and sorrow,
lighting throughout the dark,
as it grows every morrow.
In the vastness of one's heart,
does it forever burn.
It's been here since the start,
yet with some, with their backs they turn.
Burning through all aspects of life,
yet hidden within by some,
as this flame suffers with strife,
their soul's becomes numb.
Was once for the pure affection,
now suffers darkened demise,
hatred is it's infection,
and all broken hearted cries.
It's not gone, just locked away,
though you may not know it just yet,
the day will come as it lights your way,
and shines brighter with not one regret.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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The dead add their strength and counsel to the living. The dead add their strength and counsel to the living.
Diamonds & Pollen
America bled to death
Electric & pregnant
Brilliant sluts & fire worship
Devouring the righteous
We were just monkeys braiding thread
We were golden needles
Diamonds and pollen
And Coma White
A manniqueen of depression
The face of a Dead Star
Fagged out for the corner
She was so soft in the bed
And the pomegranet earth spins into oblivion
The one that trembles
The one that fears
The one that suffers
The one that vomits
The one that needs
The one that trembles
The one that fears
The one that suffers
The one that vomits
The one that needs
A million scars, a million promises [8x]
And all your sad endings are planting in their gardens
And they're waiting to grow & to die like flowers do [3x]
[Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics]
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Sylvette
Oh thou, my sister,
Who art not my sister,
Listen to the wise counsel
Of thy brother
Who is not thy brother,
Which thou hast given unto me
And which I heard not,
Being that same wise counsel
Which I spake unto thee
In the first instance
And to which thou also
Hearkenedst not.
For each of us,
Who are not sister and brother,
Is wise to the foolhardiness
Of the other,
For, truly, we are
Brother and sister.
21st August 2008
poem by Don Pearson
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He Was Acquainted With Grief
I cannot tell the sorrows that I feel
By the night's darkness, by the prison's gloom;
There is no sight that can the death reveal
The spirit suffers in a living tomb;
There is no sound of grief that mourners raise,
No moaning of the wind, or dirge-like sea,
Nor hymns, though prophet tones inspire the lays,
That can the spirit's grief awake in thee.
Thou too must suffer as it suffers here
The death in Christ to know the Father's love;
Then in the strains that angels love to hear
Thou too shalt hear the Spirit's song above,
And learn in grief what these can never tell,
A note too deep for earthly voice to swell.
poem by Jones Very
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Little Dindin
now the sound of the rain
makes her see ghosts
lots of ghosts
white women with long black hair
muscular men with monkey's hair
all over their bodies
she cries her pains
out to every dropp of rain
that hurts her body
Little Dindin suffers
and she points to the rain as the cause
of her pain
lots of pain
her heart bleeds but no one sees it
now they are confused
about Little Dindin's malady
the medicine man
shakes his head for not knowing the real cause
the doctor says there is nothing wrong
with her pulse
or nose
Little Dindin is sad and sick
Because her mother left her
It is her that suffers most
When another marriages goes
Into the rocks
And no fairy tale in any book
that she reads
Cures the sickness in her soul.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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