Dispassionate objectivity is itself a passion, for the real and for the truth.
quote by Abraham Maslow
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(W – 2011) Random Musings – 007
Passion breeds poetry
Poetry feeds passion
But mine is dispassionate passion
And passionate dispassion
So I breed nothing
I feed nothing
I remain
Passion, dispassion and poetry
All rolled into one.
The Baby
Words that were spoken in the anger
of youth only half truth.
Touched by the chilbride
while
deep inside her lie real truth.
He was the passion of the spring
he was the baby.
And half forgotten in the passing
of time.
The real crime brother and brother
with backs to each other
the war sign.
and in the passion of the spring
came the baby.
Come back
mama
mama sing him a song.
Tell him all that was wrong
tell him all that you had that was bad.
Tell him all that was good mama.
You know that you should mama
remember the good mama.
And with the light that you show
let him grow
let him go
let him go
let him go
let him
let him
let him go.
Words that were spoken in the anger
of youth only half truth.
Touched by the chilbride
while
deep inside her lie the real truth.
He was the passion of spring
he was the baby.
He was the passion of the spring
he was the baby.
And in the passion of the spring
came the baby.
And in the passion of the spring
came the baby.
The baby yeah
the baby yeah.
song performed by by Hollies
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After all, the ultimate goal of all research is not objectivity, but truth.
quote by Helene Deutsch
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Plastic Passion
Plastic passion is a hard to handle
Plastic passion is a sold out scandal
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is the ladies lover
Plastic passion is the marble mother
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a diamond delight
Plastic passion is the nadir of night
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a hycoscine heart
Plastic passion is a transparent tart
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a gold guarantee
The plastic passion is murdering me
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
song performed by by Cure
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~ Sedation Of Salvation ~
~ Sedation Of Salvation ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
4 July,2010
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Humble Note:
[1] Dispassionate Karma: Without being attached to the fruits of activities, for by working without attachment one attains the Supreme [a.k.a Salvation]
[2] Passionate Karma: Antithesis to above
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Accelerate my momentum
Swell like snow ball
To savor passionate karmic
Flip-fab side of life!
Smooch sore - sauce
Sour - sweet
Sting - zing of
Passionate karma
Than dwindle frictional frazzle
Of dispassionate one!
Clamp wear and tear
Passionate karma metal ball why?
Decelerate inertia
Eschew embargo
Fab-flab-side of dispassionate
Karmic floridity of life!
I love to enjoy life chord
Thru bondage of karma cord
Than un-bondaged karma!
Seers and sages make
Salvation as focus
Their lofty indulgence locus
Ultimating in convergence.
Divergence my property
Karmic liberty
Accept all
Flop lollipop
Fop hip hop!
Sedation of salvation
Why be slave of?
Dispassion is opium
Passion is my summum bonum.
Offering O' Salvation
Garnish gun salutation
You’re but just isolation.
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Summum bonum [Latin] ~ The supreme good in which all moral values are included or from which they are derived.
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Copyright reserved by author.
poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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Dream of Passion in the night
I had a dream last night of passion
but when I awoke and realised it wasn't a dream
but mmmmmmmmmmmmm - a night of real passion
the evidence all around me assured me
it was real mmmmmmmmmmmmmm
sweet dreams are made of this.......................
but in reality is even sweeter..........I had a dream
last night of passion
Damn! what a nite............................. I had a dream
of passion in the night
poem by Precious Scott
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Where Is My Passion
Where is my passion
Far too much pain
Where is my passion
Must I love in vain?
Where is my passion
I need must know
Where is my passion
I want so much to grow
Where is my passion
Lost in your lips
Where is my passion
I feel for your kiss
Where is my passion
Lost in your eyes
Where is my passion
Release me to fly
Where is my passion
There in your hands
Where is my passion
Touch me…expand
Where is my passion
Please…be a man
poem by Fleurette Elaine Harris
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Tell us The Truth
Tell us the truth
Tell us the truth
They said.
So he told them
The Truth,
Untainted
Undiluted
Straight
Direct
That's not the truth
It hurts,
They said.
Tell us the 'real' truth,
The Truth!
So he repeated it.
Again, the unadulterated
Spotless,
Plain truth.
You do not like us, do you, they said.
We're asking you
For the 'proper' truth,
The 'Real Truth',
Not
This hurtful rubbish
Tell us that truth
Tell us that truth.
So, weary,
And now wary,
He told it to them
Once more.
He did not change his story,
He told them
What he had always believed in,
He told them
That no matter how unpleasant
It sounded,
His feelings for them
Remained the same
He gave it to them
Once more,
Direct,
Undiluted,
Impartially,
But passionately nevertheless.
The Truth.
Go away, go away
They said.
You do not understand us
You do not like us.
Go away.
So goes the story
Of how they lost
The best leader
They could ever have had,
The only one
Who really understood them,
The only one
Who wanted nothing
But the best
'For Them',
The only one
Who never shied away
From The Truth
The only one
Who loved them as they were.
(Year 2002, Mars, The Sun Galaxy)
poem by District 13 Okiso Sooki
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poem by David Keig
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The things I love with a passion
I rock and roll with passion
I talk out my soul with a passion
I eat good food with passion
I defeat bad mood with a passion
I sleep well with passion
I weep hell with a passion
I dream endlessly with passion
I gleam ceaselessly with a passion
I aim for money with passion
I do the same for honey with a passion
I listen carefully with passion
I glisten dutifully with a passion
I search for fame with passion
I research to blame with a passion
I walk everyday with passion
I talk and play with a passion
I embrace life with passion
I face nightlife with a passion
I laugh out with passion
I chaffe about with a passion
I cook with others with passion
I look at mothers with a passion
I touch gently with passion
I clutch tightly with a passion
I work hard with a passion
I rock mad with a passion
I gear up goals with passion
I stir up roles with a passion
I make friends with passion
I take weekends with a passion
I love kissing with passion
I love teasing with a passion
I make love with passion
I take from above with a passion
If push comes to shove
Label me old fashioned
For these are things I caption
In life with all my passion
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Something Interseting Sestina #1
as long as you live, there is love
but in the recceses rise hate
all these words I draw with passion
with nothig to support me, except my faith
but to others my philosophy seems fake
so I go eat in a kitchen
build me a broken kitchen
that can be worsen by love
a kitchen that make all truth fake
one that is made whole with hate.
There I can vehemently laugh at those with faith,
there I have no time for passion
I have no time for you because you have no time for me dear passion
that's why you can't be a recipe in my kitchen
an the essence in my food is not threw faith
don't love
lie, loath, be livid, and hate
understand such rules with sincerity, don't be fake
yes I say that because the mind of the world is fake
no true passion
much mocked hate
but all is genuine and true in my kitchen
no false love
and lots of thrawted faith
tried faith
and to others this isn't fake
the situation is as real as love
and love as real as unforgiven passion
and both passion and love will destory my uncanny kitchen
which is established by raw hate
that word hate
miss understood by those that don't know the meaning of its faith
but all my creations thrives on it in my kitchen
and yes I will assure you no thing is fake
plus all creations are made without passon
and all creations in my kitchen are mained by love
So come in with hate, and finally take in all creation that's not fake
renew and change your faith, and here make lame all passion
in my kitchen, the place that no one love.
poem by Victoria Lee
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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!
I Don't Want to Hear Another Word
I don’t want to hear another word!
Don’t even express to me another thought.
I don’t need something else to believe.
I am filled to the brim with philosophies.
I prefer to remain ignorant.
I am finally seeing that I can choose to say no,
To more information about the Infinite.
You have defined Him for me since I was a child.
And I let you.
I thought I had to.
But you cannot possibly know what He is to me.
No lines can be drawn.
He is not in any vocabulary.
Passion is something you feel.
It is something you are.
It is not in Webster’s dictionary,
Somewhere between “operate” and “star”.
God is my passion.
He is passion for me.
I am passion for Him.
He is the ocean rising up like a wave around me.
Suddenly I am lifted up off of my feet,
As His passion breaks over my head.
I am drowning in the experience of passion.
You cannot tell me how this is supposed to feel.
As this wave assaults my senses and,
Water pours into all my orifices.
You have the nerve to try and tell me what the rules are?
What the truth is?
How reality really is?
You there, standing on the shore,
Are going to tell me how I am to drown?
If you were in this ocean with me,
You and I would be one.
Not because we believe the same things,
Or are even aware of each other.
When orgasm reaches its crescendo,
We are so utterly alone,
Yet more one with
God than we have ever known.
We would be one in that we both,
Peaked with God and felt His heartbeat close to ours.
Passion is not a belief, a conviction, a truth.
Passion is an experience of Divine Love,
That changes you from the inside out.
You cannot tell someone about it.
You can only hope to survive it.
Or maybe not.
poem by Connie Crane
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Little about passion
Passion kills,
Passion thrills,
Passion fills,
with a sense of purpose..........
Passion may chill,
Passion makes ill,
Passion is still,
Pain mistaken as passion........
(2 7/Jan'/'09)
poem by Mahfooz Ali
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Passion Is Power Transformative
passion creates no choice
passion productivity produce
passion desire compels excels
passion is power transformative
passion is creation seductive
passion is emotive abilities
passion is mind romance
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Truth or Dare
The truth is I loved you, I dare you to remember
The truth is you hurt me, I dare you to share my pain
The truth is I wanted you back, I dare you to say the same
The truth is you never said sorry, l dare you to try
The truth is I protected you, I dare you to not run away
The truth is you squandered trust cheaply, I dare you to lay the first new stone
The truth is I did insane things, I dare you to stop the insanity
The truth is you lied for nothing that was real, I dare you to face the truth
poem by Alexander Downie
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The Truth
The Truth
So here we are
We are alone
There's weight on your mind
I wanna know
The truth
If this is how you feel
Say it to me
If this was ever real
[Chorus:]
I want the truth
From you
Give me the truth
Even if it hurts me
I want the truth
From you
Give me the truth
Even if it hurts me
I want the truth
So this is you
You talking to me
You found a million ways to let me down
So I'm not hurt when you're not around
I was blind
But now I see
This is how you feel
Say it to me
If this was ever real
[Chorus]
I know that this will break me
I know that this might make me cry
You gotta say what's on your mind, on your mind
I know that this will hurt me
And break my heart and soul inside
But I don't wanna live this life
[Chorus]
I don't care no more, no
Just give me the truth
Give me the truth
Cuz I don't care no more
Give me the truth
Cuz I don't care no more, no
Just give me the truth
Give me the truth
Give me the truth
Give me the truth
Give me the truth
Cuz I don't care no more, no
song performed by by Good Charlotte
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My father was the most rational and the most dispassionate of men.
quote by Simon Newcomb
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You can say I give you this information as a dispassionate observer.
quote by Bill Goldberg
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A Cry To The Darkening Sea
A song I wrote
I'm looking along the sea,
Searching for an answer,
Seeing only darkness,
Comforting the icy soul beneath.
Our passion is forever,
A silent whisper
To the night,
Our passion is forever,
A cry in the darkness.
I'm sorry,
I'm not who I say,
I'm sorry,
I couldn't stay today.
I've lived this lie
I've cried these tears,
I've gone through the pain
You've stood by for so many years
This is the message
This is the truth,
I don't care anymore
This is the message
This is the truth,
The darkness is my best friend
This is the message
This is the truth,
I am the lie.
Tears won't express the anger,
Darkness can't console this pain,
Dead or alive
I will love you,
Broke or rich
I will love you,
Hate me and I will love you.
Where is the love,
You can't even stand to look at me,
You are hating,
The darkness consuming me.
This is the message
This is the truth,
I am who I am
This is the message
This is the truth,
I don't love you anymore
This is your message
This is your truth.
poem by Evan Skora
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