I was always puzzled by the fact that people have a great deal of trouble and pain when and if they are forced or feel forced to change a belief or circumstance which they hold dear. I found what I believe is the answer when I read that a Canadian neurosurgeon discovered some truths about the human mind which revealed the intensity of this problem. He conducted some experiments which proved that when a person is forced to change a basic belief or viewpoint, the brain undergoes a series of nervous sensations equivalent to the most agonizing torture.
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Just as no one can be forced into belief, so no one can be forced into unbelief.
quote by Sigmund Freud
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I
I
we don’t know where it is located
whether I is in the brain
only exist in the human mind
or just an emotion
place beneath the skin
ego
the I
is the letter, found in the center of pride
the reason of most humiliation
condemnation
depression
when pride overpowers humility
when unforgiveness clouds the inner spirit
but we can banish this I-seeking self
by changing our I-belief
what you believe is the cause
of your personality
becomes your thought
your habit
your character
your behavior
and your destiny
your belief determines your reaction
to every life situation
your choices
and it influences your emotion.
Belief defines who you are
loving or unlovable
skillful or not
creative or not
Intelligent or not
In control, grounded or not
So change what you believe
you are one of the pieces in life’s puzzle
change your belief
change your I ams
I am happy
I am lovable
I am overjoyed
I am energized
delighted
Creative
Change your intentions
Change your thoughts
Change your beliefs
make the best of your I
poem by Champs Ulysses Cabinatan
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Heavy Change
The time is really undergone heavy change
We all have become prisoner of conscience and caged
Not all can efficiently come out of it and manage
The faith, trust, belief have developed cracks with passing of an age
One finds life so difficult and commits suicide
Hides facts and fears to confide
There is loss of trust and confidence
This has been observed number of times
We believe in telling lies with no care
Know actually nothing to go where
Live under the cloud of uncertainty
Life seems to be in doldrums and total futility
Nature is always coming cruel and harsh
So many disasters with casualties to rush
Never happened such things this before
We are forced to think in this direction therefore
Are we subjected to scrutiny or under scanner?
Is it likely to be addressed later or sooner?
No one knows why we are forced to rethink?
Why our morale and thinking has gone down to sink
Who deserves great change? We or our creator?
Why do we blame always our mentor?
We are traveling on rudderless ship
Who knows when it will sink and have long dip?
It is not swift change or gradual change over
We are need of shelter or cover
We have no idea who will provide it in future
There is shaking in belief so no one can assure
Let us learn to live with hostile world
Witness the relation going very cold
It has confined now to an individual
The change has come not all of sudden but gradual
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Bwtween two
forced to choose between the two,
forced to choose between honesty and dispair,
forced to choose between beauty and destruction,
forced to choose between life and death,
forced to choose between 3 years and 5 years,
forced to choose between who i am friends with,
and still with the choice of both i loose one.
poem by Matthew Boisjolie
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There’s an anarchic element in me
There’s an anarchic element in me,
an opposition to government,
a aversion to control, preaching disorder
coming from being forced into the military,
being forced in subjection
to order and discipline
forced to kill
ignoring your beliefs, forced to buckle to
the demands of society
to learn lethal skills, against your will
and ignoring the impact
as if you as a human being
is just another machine
that can be turned on and off
and are ready for use for political ends
and I am not wanting to participate in RICA
where big brother wants your name,
address that accompanies your cellular phone number
as if the government wants to control sanity and peace
being a exile against it, wanting isolation and freedom
from government and it agencies
which deal with you with atrophy
as if not geared to meet expectations
in a obverse phase with indifference
as if you are just another meaningless human being.
poem by Gert Strydom
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I was forced to be an artist and a CEO from the beginning, so I was forced to be like a businessman because when I was trying to get a record deal, it was so hard to get a record deal on my own that it was either give up or create my own company.
Basic to Long For
It is very basic to long for closeness
It is also essential to feel oneness
Life is given for once in life time
Don’t waste it in committing crime
“To love and be loved” must form instinct
You must look different and distinct
This is how human being and individual excel
Know the world fully well and authoritatively tell
It is grief that melts the hard core man
He goes for quick remedy in capacity whatever he can
That is God gift and everybody is gifted
Person may change for a while when interest is shifted
No need to tell others as what to do
They have seen enough of it and passed through
How can we be the judge of others action?
You are not to jump as arbitrator as reaction
Person may suffer for his acts in present life
Life may be proved difficult and like cutting edge of knife
It may make him to realize the consequences of ill acts
This is reality of life and very basic fact
He is very much aware of our weaknesses
He always sees our pale and tired faces
He can address it in time but awaits gradual change
If person can know the reality with passing of an age
We must bow to supreme power with strong belief
It may offer you solace and permanent relief
An immediate change may not be noticed
But good result is always promised
Never try to compare with others as it is unhealthy
Everybody is destines as per the wish of almighty
Who are we to fight over supremacy of any kind?
Can we stop ourselves from advocating wrong and going blind?
Let us now the universal truth
It needs no support or proof
Whatever you see around is just a vision
Do not try to vitiate or create confusion
You may be judged as per your behavior
The almighty God will act as savior
He is there to look after you as protector
We are simply managing scene as stage actors
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You Might Be Wrong
Uncouth ill educated lout.
You make your mind up instantly,
you are quite sure you have no doubt.
He is what he appears to be
You later find to you surprise
he is in fact a gentleman.
Regarded by the world as wise.
Not as you thought an also ran.
Because he does not look the part.
You thought him worthy of disdain.
But now you have a change of heart
you have been forced to think again.
Clothes do not make a gentleman.
Quite often they disguise a thief
who’s out to steal all that he can
He’s confident of your belief
That you can quickly recognise
the calibre of those you meet.
Forgetting that appearances lies
when other men are out to cheat.
The cover does not tell the tale
of what is written in the book.
If you are wise you will not fail
to take a second searching look.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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A Captive Who Is Not Captivated
Love is the only routine
that I wish to live for
Though that is impossible
under the terms that we
now live under
I understand this
What I want to know is
why is there no alternative
Why are we all forced
to live the same way
I would have to live
in another country
if I really wanted a change
If I spoke another language
I would get on a plane and go
Due to our useless education
that does not give us these skills
I am forced to stay here
like a captive who is not captivated
poem by Cokbod Lodwogo
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How beautiful is
How beautiful is the Belief, when we belief in the God
How beautiful are the Creatures, when we belief in the Creator
How beautiful is the Motherhood, when we belief in the Sacrifices
How beautiful is the Fatherhood, when we belief in the Battles
How beautiful is the Childhood, when we belief in the Innocence
How beautiful is the Dream, when we belief in the Ambition
How beautiful is the Contentment, when we belief in the Simplicity
How beautiful is the Life, when we belief in the dead
How beautiful is the Love, when we belief in the Care
How beautiful is the Happiness, when we belief in the Sadness
How beautiful is the Relationships, when we belief in the Tender
How beautiful is the Fruit, when we belief in the Farming
How beautiful is the Confidence, when we belief in Our self
How beautiful is the Beauty, when we belief in Our eyes
How beautiful is the World, when we belief in Peace
How beautiful is the Friendship, when we belief in Brotherhood
How beautiful is the Marriage, when we belief in Sharing
How beautiful is the World, when we belief in the Peace
poem by Mohammed AlBalushi
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Most advances in science come when a person for one reason or another is forced to change fields.
quote by Peter Borden
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Foot steps
I walked the footsteps of life.
Through hot cobbles and fire.
I walked the footsteps of pain and hurt.
I was forced to walk in to the woods.
I was forced to do it.
Forced to have sex against my will.
I was foced to feel hurt and pain.
I walked all kinds of footsteps
Footsteps of life.
God how some did hurt.
I walked the footsteps many times.
The footsteps of rape.
Each time by a different man.
To hurt more each time
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Got to Get Away
Got to get away.
Too many things I'm paying
For no reason.
Tensions come...
And I want them off my back!
For a fact...
Got to pack,
And need to leave!
Got to get away.
Before I say something
I am forced to retrack.
Before my 'goodness'
Comes under attack!
And like most folks...
I am not having that!
Got to get away...
Without hesitation!
Without delay!
This has to happen and right now!
Any second thoughts are not allowed!
Got to get away.
Before I say something,
I am forced to retrack.
And like most folks...
I am not having that!
For a fact...
Got to pack,
And need to leave!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Poor friend
I had a friend very honest but poor,
Luck did not favour and blessings not shower,
Hardly you may find or class fewer,
I wondered but had no answer,
For any offer he may decline,
To help some body always incline,
Such was course but no good luck,
Successes less and bad luck struck,
Time was running out with so much strain,
Principles forced him to ask and refrain,
All my efforts for help in vain,
He was at the last stop of train,
Lay in bed with eyes starring at roof,
So much calm and staying aloof,
Something was in mind but difficult to tell,
Worries more but unable to spell,
Forced from all corners and looking sad,
No shave, no good cloths but not looking mad,
Situation forced him to look at sky,
Posing a question as to where and why?
I could read worries and emotions,
Less answers but many questions,
Could help nothing but only ask,
Is there any thing for my task?
No reply but calculated hint,
Money were not coming out of mint,
He may suffer hero’s fate,
Life was precious and nothing was late,
He may recover and walk so soon,
Won’t mind if not fed with spoon,
Glorious and bright may be after noon,
Nights also fine with shining moon,
Life to be lived ups and down,
Slight insult should not make you frown,
Try to absorb shock and pain,
Life may look fine with aim main,
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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War poet
They who do not themselves fight the battle,
who err as mere humans
has got the power to call up boys
with innocent noble ideals
and dreams
to change their lives radically,
in their humanity, in their existence
and to change from alive and well
to dead and wounded
and then every white young man was forced
to go to jail
or to conceded to duty for the country
and to defend the place of unrighteousness
against something much worse, something more evil and grievous
and what poet has got the ability
to show the way
to the instigators of war?
In our human haste we only see
small parts of the much bigger whole,
not how every thing, every facet
of struggle of life playing off here fits into it
and to me a pen is given
to write only what I experience,
how I meet with it
and even at times I am far too near to the battle
am blinded, blinded by national pride
and self conceit, to look further than my own existence
and moral values,
that which are actually right and noble,
are only determined by God
who with great justice sit on His throne.
In my war poems, experiences
of noble young men are expressed
who were forced to stand,
had to kill others to stay alive,
without any other choice
who revealed heroism
but was not compensated for it,
who was true and faithful to their task,
although they did not view it as noble
respectable or good
and some even gave their lives
as sacrifices, for all the people of their country.
[References: The hand that signed the paper by Dylan Thomas, Where are the War Poets? by C. Day Lewis, War Poet by Sidney Keyes, On Being Asked for a War Poem by W.B. Yeats en War Poet by Donald Bain.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Let Me Believe In You
They came to me
To believe them
But I wanted them
To believe me
When I say there
Is no belief
But I believe in you and me.
I am not a non believer
But I can't believe
Those who believe others
Without believing in them.
Belief makes belief strong
As they believe all,
But how can I believe
Those things without
Logic and reason!
My belief will be
More strong if I found
Any logic behind,
So let me believe in you
Let me believe in me
We can do best of the best thing
Above all, we can be a good human being!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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I imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, they will be forced to deal with pain.
quote by James Baldwin
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I Wish I Could Change
I wish I could change the things,
I wonder how life can be so harsh to me,
I tried so hard for everything,
But then I wonder god is not here with me.
You need not wonder at certain things
As they have to play some important things
You may try to fly high with wings
But certain tunes are not suited to songs
It may prove sometimes prove very difficult
You may go down with disappointment and insults
Yet it is your life and must be tackled
Life is as such first option and need be struggled
It is how you accept life from the angles
It may involve even sometimes triangles
You become helpless in the wake of some unforeseen events
You are forced to come out and make some movements
You get nothing in hand even after making desperate bid
You get no direction and fail to make any move with lead
You may not reach to conclusion and fail to read
Under such circumstance you may seem to have dead end
You may want to sit under shed and have rest
This is unpredictable phase and will have to try best
Not everything may be realized or can be had
You must reconcile to the fact and not feel so bad
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Confusion
I wanted to go right but went left
I wanted to go up but went down
I wanted to cry but I laughed.
I wanted in my life a displacement
But I found myself in the circus circle.
I wanted to sleep well but found awake
I did not want to think but found myself thinking.
I wanted them to understand me
but they forced me to understand them
To increase my knowledge I wanted to distribute
but they forced me to conceal.
I wanted to be straight but they taught me how to crook
smile with a hidden dagger behind.
I wanted to give them food but they threw them out closing the doors of mind.
They talk but words fall like yellow foliage dry
They love but this love is a bug sucks the blood, none can deny.
Lie and truth, life and death, good and bad, right and wrong
All mixed up with time, place and people, a total confusion.
When truth is not beauty and it is confined in
When falsehood is not ugly and it is spread out like perfume
Then your brain burn the fuse and you are totally confused.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Freedom Defiant Unconquered
our eyes belief still sparkle
we laugh we cry freedom
even if forced to our knees
(Inspired the writer and poetess Miroslava Odalovic.)
poem by Terence George Craddock
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