A great philosophy is not one that passes final judgments and establishes ultimate truth. It is one that causes uneasiness and starts commotion.
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(V - 2009) The Truth of the Truth
The Sages and Seers
That be and have been
Cannot have seen
The truth of the Truth!
What they see as Truth
Is Truth merely
It’s not really
The truth of the Truth!
The Ultimate Truth
Cannot be known
We aren’t that grown –
The truth of the Truth!
We’re part of the Truth
We’re trying to see
We’re yet so tiny –
The truth of the Truth!
Though hard and great
The pains we give
We cannot outlive
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to you once
Remains not the same
So changing the game –
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to a man
Is not Truth to all
That’s what we call
The truth of the Truth!
These thoughts as I pen
It’s Truth to me
It’s to me only
The truth of the Truth!
Ordinarily logic is divided into the examination of ideas, judgments, arguments, and methods. The two latter are generally reduced to judgments, that is, arguments are reduced to apodictic judgments that such and such conclusions follow from such and such premises, and method is reduced to judgments that prescribe the procedure that should be followed in the search for truth.
quote by Andre-Marie Ampere
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The Ultimate Sin
Overkill enough is enough
Theres nothing left of me to devour
Youve had your fill Im all I have left
What can stop your hunger for power
cos you took advantage of things that I said
Now the feeling is dead
And thats the ultimate sin
And thats the ultimate sin
Anyway I look at it now
The doors are closed and cannot be opened
Bury your anger and bury your dead
Or youll be left with nothing and no one
Theres no point in screaming cos you wont be heard
Now that tables have turned
It was the ultimate sin
It was the ultimate sin
It was the ultimate sin
I warned you then and Im warning you now
If you mess with me youre playing with fire
Winds of change that are fanning the flames
Will carry you to your funeral pyre
Its pulling you down
Its your final descent
Its too late to repent
When its the ultimate sin
When its the ultimate sin
When its the ultimate sin
When its the ultimate sin
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Sex in Tantra
Sex is neither moral nor immoral.
It is amoral, more than corporal.
Who else can man love other than woman?
He can love like none other when sexual.
Such love will surpass any other love.
Only he who could unfold the strength of love
And could see and feel the Supreme Being.
Then what is the role of woman in sex?
She places herself in the place of God
And connect man, who is earthy,
To the Ultimate, and get energized.
She connects herself in the process
To the Ultimate and feel the Ultimate
She enjoys the role of a benefactor.
31.12.2007
[Tantra is the oldest Indian philosophy,
Existing before Vedic philosophy flourished]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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True philosophy invents nothing; it merely establishes and describes what is.
quote by Victor Cousin
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Truth
The truth about a truth is that
The truth can’t be concealed for long;
And when revealed, the truth appears
A bigger truth than what it was.
Truth is beautiful; splendid;
Truth is eternal; everlasting;
Truth is endearing to righteous hearts;
Truth is consoling, comforting;
Truth is perennial; evergreen;
Truth is God.
Truth is a virtue all yearn for;
Truth is global, heavenly;
Truth is uncompromising;
Truth is always encouraging;
Truth is desirable; exhilarating.
Truth is mankind’s ultimate search;
Truth is a great topic of research;
Truth is delighting; enchanting;
Truth is trust-worthy from
Beginning to the end.
No lies can hide a truth for long;
No lies can make a lie, a truth;
All lies will vanish leaving truth exposed,
As bright as ever any time.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 21-08-2010
poem by John Celes
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In Search Of Truth!
Religion, philosophy and science search for truth;
The approach of search of each may be different;
But the object of search for everyone is the same!
Religion by devotion tries to explore great truth;
Philosophy intellectually tries to know the truth;
Science experimentally tries to infer to know truth.
Spiritualists super-consciously explore to realize truth;
Mystics by Nature mysticism experience existing truth;
Poets using imagination explore the existence of truth!
Emotionally, intellectually and spiritually all try in life
To know, realize, experience and feel truth in all;
Understanding that is the main purpose of life for all!
Whatever be the approach of all in search of truth
Nature is the only link for everyone’s approach here!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Judgments, value judgments concerning life, for or against, can in the last resort never be true: they possess value only as symptoms, they come into consideration only as symptoms - in themselves such judgments are stupidities.
quote by Friedrich Nietzsche
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Until The Existence Comes Along
Reason only establishes the need,
Of a thing yet to become identified.
Having reason does not establish its existence,
To validate a presence of it.
Nor provide yet a truth for all to witness to believe.
A reason is in need of a companion sought.
To confirm there is an 'is' to existing facts.
And if a heart one feels is felt to be vacant...
An attraction to another,
Can dispute a vacancy with an interaction matched.
Reason only establishes the need,
Of a thing yet to become identified.
Until the existence comes along,
To confirm the feeling...
That achieves a satisfaction by the reality of the act.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There is synthesis when, in combining therein judgments that are made known to us from simpler relations, one deduces judgments from them relative to more complicated relations.There is analysis when from a complicated truth one deduces more simple truths.
quote by Andre-Marie Ampere
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The Honest Truth
the truth is i love you
the truth is i always dream of you at night
the truth is i do my best to hide it from you
the truth is the future is blank without you
the truth is i am hurting
the truth is i am scared
i am scared how i pretend in front of everyone
the truth is a cannot tell anyone of this
the truth is i cannot even tell you
then it starts to hurt even more
the truth is i'm scared to tell you
the truth is you might be scared to break her heart
the truth is i'm scared you might love me too
the truth is i am not happy
the truth is i don't feel the love i want
the truth is i want to be loved by you only
the truth is you're too blind to see
the truth is you might not believe me if i told you
the truth is you might be scared of it
the truth is the emotional distance kills me
the truth is being close to you makes it worse
should i tell you this truth?
would you believe this truth?
the truth....the truth....the truth...
i'm the only one who knows the
and this truth hurts
because the truth is i love you
the truth is i love you
the truth is i still love you....
03 August 2010
poem by Neo Patricia Monamodi
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Passes away
Passes away
Everything passes away
The night the star
The day the fire
Everything everything.
I remained as it is
Where it is
Here as a fairy tale.
Death passes away
Birth passes away
And passes away
Everything passes away.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The philosophy to live
The life is
respect and dignity
My philosophy of
life is to
live with dreams
Is satisfying to
think at the
philosophy to live
The philosophy to
live is sacred
and genuine
Is essential that
the philosophy to
live is a
conscious and satisfying
act of our
personal existence
The philosophy to
live must be
defended from excessive
attacks
The philosophy to
live will be
a peaceful and
motivated revolution
The life is
a great and
magnificent work
The life must
be lived slowly
because only thus
can be authentic
The life is
not appearance
The life travels
in the present
The life is
an alternation of
emotions and sensations
There shouldn't be
obsessions in life
because it's an
unrepeatable and extravagant
thing
poem by Laura arwen
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Truth Is Truth
Truth is
Weapons can not cut you
Fire can not burn you
Water can not wet you
Wind can not dry you
And You are in truth
You are the truth
2
I know truth is
Imperishable
I know truth is
Indefinable
I know truth is
Eternal
Pursuing truth
I know Truth is
Final.
3
Truth
We must recognized
Truth
Always present
And untruth has
No existence.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Morning's Commotion
outside the house
the commotion starts
with the chickens
pecking each others'
feathers for
the lesser number
of grains.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Philosophy About The Wall
his philosophy is absurd
that this world is a big wall
and we all bump on it
and then we die and so
one day to prove his philosophy
he rides in his car starts the engine
and on a full speed bumps the wall of his house
indeed his car like paper
folded upon his head
crushed and bloody
he instantaneously died
for one thing i agree with him
death is never a lie.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Nirvana
Tracing the primordial culture of truth
in its oneness, we find the ultimate answer.
Still the negative effect prevails
increasing the confusion.
Existence in now, has a travesty of truth.
Can we breakaway from our past?
Can we exist between right and wrong?
Between good and evil?
Between truth and fiction?
How many faces has reality?
The Self amalgamates the formulations
provides the mind with the safe exits.
The visualization
was not a happening, not actuality
an escape from pain & reality?
The thoughts were always disturbing
creating a false identity.
Thoughtless self had no movement.
Was that the nirvana?
The final moksha?
poem by Satish Verma
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Prejudice
The fire that grasps and coffin confines
the last breath at the final countdown
of life vanquish not on one deceptive,
feign hedge where the vociferous
claims from one vivarium beholds
no testimony of the infinite truth
which hides, hides beneath the inner
particle of genuine, fine matter
where moral degradation of humanity
on undissolved superciliousness
not offer any promise to foster
the ultimate truth in its precise
true modulation and finally
on the fatal end of mankind
truth dies as a silent victim of prejudice..
10/12/2008
poem by Rema Prasanaa
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Truth Is Wealth
Truth is power, truth is true wealth,
Truth is unequalled ultimate strength,
Truth makes soul its own king
And makes the angels in heaven sing,
Truth is joy, truth is sunshine,
Truth is heart's pristine sheen.
Truth is true friend if we side with it,
And the deadliest foe while stand against it,
Truth strikes terror in law-breakers' heart
And shakes those hearts that go short of it,
For truth is all, truth is tall,
No noble soul ever refrains from its call.
Truth is might, truth is true light,
Truth is the path always is right.
poem by Pratheek Praveen
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Awesome Responsibility
Awesome responsibility must you have at current;
To decide what is best for us, even after final judgment!
Better to be in a steady frame of mind-
Than, surely, to have a 'monster' to hide behind!
Where is the menace now- is it still to be found-
No telling where it has gone- it is nowhere around?
Believe you must, in what I tell-
'Always the truth', the mantra you did sell!
Then too there is you, do you need the truth-
So it is said, then it shall be, taken it has back to our youth?
She is you and I can see, a lot of Gabriella inside of me!
Picture you must what is right- for more, we four- we!
Missing my family each day that passes;
More and more still- as days pass with flashes!
Maurice Harris,10 December 2007
poem by Maurice Harris
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