A great building must begin with the unmeasurable, must go through measurable means when it is being designed and in the end must be unmeasurable.
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Where we sometimes are
is not even a standpoint at all
measured by corners or central spots
is not even under-standing
hypostasically gauging the unmeasurable
where we sometimes stand can be
a simple within-standing
a place of awe
caught at the rims of a moment
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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(Love Poem) Building It All Up
Building it all up. Here I come.
With the antidote to what you need.
So sure of myself.
Absolute certainty.
Building it all up.
This is concrete.
No more dragging my feet.
You make me feel whole and complete.
Building it all up.
Time to lay the foundation to the everlasting.
Forever as a word means nothing,
but in my heart it means everything.
Building it all up.
Even when its hard.
Even whens it far.
I still can see my star.
Even in the dark.
It shines so bright.
Building it all up.
I feel so strong.
The weight of whole world on my shoulders.
It will never get old.
It will never get cold.
You are building my fire,
my warmth, everything that means so much.
So build it all up.
Here I come.
Were gonna have so much fun.
But yet the work shall never be done.
I will always love you hun. Always.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Hymn 135
The love of Christ shed abroad in the heart.
Eph. 3:16ff.
Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell
By faith and love in every breast;
Then shall we know, and taste, and feel
The joys that cannot be expressed.
Come, fill our hearts with inward strength,
Make our enlarged souls possess,
And learn the height, and breadth, and length
Of thine unmeasurable grace.
Now to the God whose power can do
More than our thoughts or wishes know,
Be everlasting honors done
By all the church, through Christ his Son.
poem by Isaac Watts
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In man, the things which are not measurable are more important than those which are measurable.
quote by Alexis Carrel
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Measure what is measurable, and make measurable what is not so.
quote by Galileo Galilei
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A penniless Sailor struggles in the no man's island
He sees the far away ship tosses with the rough waves.
The adamant skipper cast off the vessel all of a sudden.
He stands on the ruined pier and the seagulls fly over.
He thinks of his misery wallet and the smudged passport
Left in his untidy cabin.
Oh! His loved ones are in a long distant
As same as the bottomless Ocean.
This unmeasurable grievances like the shifting sands
And he found a rare shell but nothing inside.
**Many a refuge do human seeks
Mountains, woods, and even trees
Sanctuaries and sacred images
When overcome by fear.
-Buddha's teachings-
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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It is a good motive, fame and money, as it is tangible and measurable. Being an artist is neither measurable nor tangible and certainly not a way to become rich.
quote by Dirk Benedict
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In other words, each piece of the building must look as though it was designed for that particular building.
quote by Minoru Yamasaki
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Even at the United Nations, where legend has it that the building was designed so that there could be no corner offices, the expanse of glass in individual offices is said to be a dead giveaway as to rank. Five windows are excellent, one window not so great.
Shopping
A shop is of beauty, as a greater building
Of worth and gifts, the plenty of grouping.
We save our money and spend our glory,
The very riding of the vehicle is sorry.
Once the building is complete and complete,
It designed our life as we see fit with our feet.
Us, the customers, shall glorify you,
A shopkeeper is against the very zoo.
poem by Naveed Akram
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We begin with the common belief that Saddam Hussein is a tyrant and a threat to the peace and stability of the region. He has ignored the mandated of the United Nations and is building weapons of mass destruction and the means of delivering them.
quote by Carl Levin
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Markets are designed to allow individuals to look after their private needs and to pursue profit. It's really a great invention and I wouldn't under-estimate the value of that, but they're not designed to take care of social needs.
quote by George Soros
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Meaning Of War
Meaning of war
War means bombing
War means explosions
War means fire
War means destruction
War means hating
War means mutilation
War means killing
War means tears
War means guns
War means loss
War means not of who is right
War means not of who is wrong
War means only of whom is left
poem by Oscar Montano
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Brie Carter
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Mrunal Nandankar
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Jaan
Jaan
Dear Jaan
Do you know what Jaan means?
It means a lot to me
That may be your guess!
But do you really know?
Jaan means (my) soul!
And do you know what soul is?
It is the mind-particle!
And you know what mind is?
Mind consists of mind-particle
And its glow!
And do you know what glow is?
It is the thinnest layer of mass!
The so-called empty space!
And do you know how big it is?
Mind-shine is so big although it contains
Measurable mass of tiniest matter - mind-particle
It's hard to find mind-particle's trace!
So now you see
Now it seems now and then to me
You are the closest thing to me!
As if the two of us are lost in empty space
Joining together as one
And forever having fun!
poem by Asif Andalib
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I hate the idea of getting in a building that someone else has designed and having to do something to it yourself to sort of dress it up - it's like using presets in your tracks.
quote by Sean Booth
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When one puts up a building one makes an elaborate scaffold to get everything into its proper place. But when one takes the scaffold down, the building must stand by itself with no trace of the means by which it was erected. That is how a musician should work.
quote by Andres Segovia
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Irritation Is Not The Best Feeling To Begin A Poem With
IRRITATION IS NOT THE BEST FEELING TO BEGIN A POEM WITH
Irritation is not the best Feeling to begin a poem with
But the great heat, the great humidity
The slowness of my mind on Motzei Shabbat
The many errands that must be done tomorrow
The inability to begin true work,
The news of another anti- Semitic utterance by the Nobel Prize winner Gunter Grass
Above all the worry over the health of a family member
All these irritate and disturb-
And I can at best write a few plain lines
Begin to work
To make myself feel better
But not really influence what is outside myself-
And too the irritation that my poem and my words
Will reach a few at best
While the mendacious former Waffen SS member's poem
Has already made its hateful way to headlines in the world-
Oh it is wonderful to be an obscure nothing in writing
When it is only my own name and reputation which are involved,
But when it means I cannot really help the people I care about
This irritation this frustration anger so-
Oh how I just pray that my loved one
Will be after the doctor's visit
Better tonight.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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What Sits Before Me
Fighting just to breath.
Fighting just to see.
Fighting just to be.
Through these clouds.
A divided shroud.
And my heart pounds.
So scared of what it'll take to be free.
A unpredictable destiny.
With fortunes at the hands of no one.
A unmeasurable mercy.
I'm begging you please.
I'm tired of being stuck in the middle of the angels killing fields.
And I can do nothing to stop it.
A topic I just can't drop.
Fighting just to breath.
Fighting just to see.
Fighting just to be.
A mere existence that by itself means nothing.
What is done with it is something.
As I reach the bottom of another bottle.
I realize I still feel so hollow.
An empty shell wishing for a escape from this hell.
Make a offer I'll take it.
Trading my soul to the devil.
Let the sickness take.
Let the rotten melody escape.
Fighting just to breath.
Fighting just to see.
Fighting just to be.
An unending cancer.
The saints are up there still dancing.
A party that is never ending.
Ignoring every part me.
Ignoring every sigh and scream.
Completely abandon.
I just can't take it.
I just can't take it any more.
Their has to be end to this monotonous slow death sentence.
I feel all options have fully explored.
I have the key but it is the wrong one.
Secrets must be unlocked by some one.
Is that suppose to be me?
A question that eats at me.
Everyday its repeated.
The evil has already been seeded and sown.
Fighting just to breath.
Fighting just to see.
Fighting just to be.
I can't understand it.
It is beyond my reason of the logical kind of thinking.
Mentally I thinking I'm breaking down.
A wheel that has been on the road for way to long.
The tread is already to far gone.
A darker then normal dawn.
A dead looking newborn fawn.
Skinny and underfed.
Not getting enough sleep.
With dreams of the yet to come.
The yet to come.
A godless world.
A concerning set circumstances sits before me.
I know what's wrong.
But no one will ever listen to such little voice.
Feeling like mouse making his squeaks.
While the lion roars.
This is why,
This is why I'm
Fighting just to breath.
Fighting just to see.
Fighting just to be.
Just to be my mere existence sits before me.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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