The very idea of carrying my memory into eternity devastated me, and I took refuge in atheism.
quote by Taylor Caldwell
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Atheism Is Not...
people who do not
happen to profess
to or believe in the truth
of the true Christian faith
people who do not
happen to profess
to or believe in the truth
of Islam Hinduism Buddhism
people who do not
believe there is a God or gods
people who have no religion
people who have no religious beliefs
atheism is not a religion
atheism is not an ideology
atheism is not a philosophy
atheism is not a belief system
atheism is not a creed
atheism is not a world view
atheism is simply not believing
God gave freedom of choice
Atheists have made their choice
their choice is a God given right
their God given right to choose
let each leave others in blessed peace
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Im Carrying
By dawns first light Ill come back to your room again
With my carnation hidden by the packages
Im carrying, something
Im carrying something for you
Ah, long time no see baby sure has been a while
And if my reappearance lacks a sense of style
Im carrying, something
Im carrying something for you
Im carrying.
Im carrying, cant help it.
Im carrying.
Im carrying something for you.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Thats What I Call Love
You take away my air
You make my lungs collapse
I die tonight
Feeling devastated
Thats what I call
Livin in your memory
Thats what I call
Tired and deflated
Thats what I call
Love
I tidy up your room
You tidy up my life
Show me the door
Im abandoned here
Im warm to the core
I can feel
You sink I swim
We never got in that deep
You bend I break
I die tonight
Feeling devastated
Thats what I call
Hangin on and fallin over
Thats what I call
Tired and deflated
Thats what I call
Love
I got a little room
The airs still pretty bad
I die tonight
Feeling devastated
Thats what I call
Hangin on and fallin over
Thats what I call
Tired and deflated
Thats what I call
Feeling devastated
Thats
Livin with a vacuum cleaner
What
Sweepin up your memory
I call love
song performed by by Crowded House
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A refuge is supposed to prevent what? The genes from flowing out of sight? This refuge idea won't stop insects from moving across boundaries. That's absurd.
quote by Jeremy Rifkin
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Worth Forgetting
me still wait to get use to the idea
of not in your memory
oh! ! please, let it grow
let it take roots
in my mind
in my heart
both you and me
let us get enchanted
by the idea of
getting out
and till time
that time
moment if it comes
remain in memory..
drenched in eachothers memory..........
poem by Trinity Aana
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The Gun
The man has a gun
He knows how to use it
Nine millimeter browning
Lets see what he can do
Hell point at your mouth
Say that hell blow your brains out
Dont you mess with me
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Dont you mess with me
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Dont mess with me
Ooohhh, carrying a gun
Get over there
Move slowly
Ill put a hole in your face
If you even breathe a word
Tell the lady to lie down
I want, ah, you to be sure to see this
I wouldnt want you to miss a second
Watch your wife
Carrying a gun
Shooting with a gun
Dirty animal
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Watch you face
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
The animal dies with fear in his eyes
With a gun
Dont touch him, dont touch him
Stay away from him, hes got a gun
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Atheism is aristocratic; the idea of a great Being that watches over oppressed innocence and punishes triumphant crime is altogether popular.
quote by Maximilien Robespierre
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Morning Refuge Prayer
i take refuge in the Buddha
who shows us the path.
i take refuge in the Dharma
that teaches us to walk in compassion.
i take refuge in the Sangha
the family of living beings working together for peace.
i take refuge in Jesus
in the way that He lived and died.
in the Kingdom of Heaven within us
that heals the sick and feeds the hungry.
i take refuge in the Tao
in the uncarved block.
in water flowing over rocks
finding its own way.
i take refuge in the Great Spirit
in the embrace of Mother Earth.
i take refuge in the wind and rain
in the thunder and lightning,
in the stillness of night.
i take refuge in the howl of the wolf,
in the eyes of small children.
in the truth that breaks down the wall
between living and existing, between sorrow and joy.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Not In Touch With Reality
They have no idea what reality is, while thinking God doesn’t exist.
These people seem to be everywhere, living their life without a care.
But the little reality that they see was planned by God in Eternity.
Friend, God created every single man as part of His Sovereign Plan.
Many my friend, believe God to be, nothing more than man’s fantasy.
The need for them to believe is something that they can’t conceive.
Instead of wanting to believe, they choose to live a life deceived.
They have no idea why they’re here and no belief beyond this sphere.
They only believe in natural birth then they simply decay in the earth.
Believing that they have evolved, when they die they just dissolve.
Truth for them is only relevant and it changes with every new event.
Sin to them is just a choice, while our concerns are simply noise.
Living life with an amoral mind, all moral thought by them is denied.
They say there are no absolutes, to what we claim to be God’s Truth.
But one question they will ignore, ask them are you absolutely sure?
They live in a world all their own and they’re going to die alone.
Their life of sin is not of The Lord, and by Him it will not be ignored.
All Sin and evil that you see will be destroyed, in the fire of Eternity.
Even if one ignores this fate, from God’s Judgment he won’t escape.
Reality they will know for sure when they’re in the fire forevermore.
For every single man’s reality extends, my friend, far into Eternity.
With no grasp of eternity, they have no idea what their end will be.
Even if they don’t understand, all before God’s Judgment will stand.
But friend they shall see, when before Him they’re on bended knee.
For every man has a destiny, and this they shall face in Eternity.
An Idea
An Idea can change the world, how many
things can be done from an idea, every piece
of object was an idea, sense the beginning of
time idea was the first thought created in the
mind, an idea is what surround’s every being.
But an idea is still only an idea and it can't be
felt, you cannot touch an idea or kiss it, or hold it,
ideas do not bleed or feel pain or love, an idea
cannot be seen or heard, its created in our thoughts,
but then again an idea can become real. An idea
can be what ever you which it to be, an idea can
be destructive, an idea can be brilliant, I've seen
people get killed in the name of ideas, ideas,
we walk around with a little
light bulb blinking in our thoughts, ideas.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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My lonley night
A pale moon against the raven sky
This cloudless night alone I lie
Panicked shakes rack my body
Whilst I regret what I cannot remember
Her name haunts the sanctity of my mind
A memory lost and that, which I love,
An idea played up and masked by my longing, my desire
Lost I meander through my memories seeking some form of refuge
Reality closes in.
in an epiphany my dream is shattered,
And forever lost to me.
poem by Jake Caranto
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Letter From Under The Sea
If you are my friend...
Help me...to leave you
Or if you are my lover...
Help me...so I can be healed of you...
If I knew....
that the ocean is very deep...I would not have swam...
If I knew...how I would end,
I would not have began
I desire you...so teach me not to desire
teach me...
how to cut the roots of your love from the depths
teach me...
how tears may die in the eyes
and love may commit suicide
If you are prophet,
Cleanse me from this spell
Deliver me from this atheism...
Your love is like atheism...so purify me from this atheism
If you are strong...
Rescue me from this ocean
For I don't know how to swim
The blue waves...in your eyes
drag me...to the depths
blue...
blue...
nothing but the color blue
and I have no experience
in love...and no boat...
If I am dear to you
then take my hand
For I am filled with desire...from my
head to my feet
I am breathing under water!
I am drowning...
drowning...
drowning...
poem by Nizar Qabbani
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Theism verses atheism
Belief in God is not theism.
Disbelief in God is not atheism.
Fear of God is theism.
Ignoring God is atheism.
Theists feel they will be protected.
Atheists feel they will not be punished.
Theists invoking the God,
And atheists ignoring the God
Live in the same state of well being.
08.10.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Making Love With Memories
You poked my blurring eye,
Let me lift your mushy breast.
We aged onwards
While you stroked flaccidity –
Recalling decades of
Blood-gorged coming, shuddering to boot.
I kissed a venerable mouth
Crammed with falsities –
Once brilliant keys
Guarded by crimson lips
Washed by a sensual tongue.
And so we writhed in wrinkles,
Tiring effort, and
Memories.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
Memory memory memory memory memory
Memory memory memory memory memory
Memory memory memory memory memory
Memory memory memory memory memory
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Eternity Road
Hark listen here he comes
Hark listen here he comes
Turning, spinning, catherine wheeling
For ever changing
Theres no beginning
Speeding through a charcoal sky
Observe the truth we cannot lie
Travelling eternity road
What will you find there?
Carrying your heavy load
Searching to find a peace of mind.
Youll see us all around
Youll see us all around
Turning, spinning, catherine wheeling
For ever changing
Theres no beginning
Youre so very far from home
And so very much alone
Travelling eternity road
What will you find there?
Carrying your heavy load
Searching to find a peace of mind.
Travelling eternity road
What will you find there?
Carrying your heavy load
Searching to find a peace of mind.
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Enfolding Tightly Your Sweet Pert Breasts
When you departed,
You thought I would be devastated,
But it was a great night singing poetry
To empty flower vases that remembered the reflection
Of your beautiful face as well as I remembered it.
Oh, to see again your black Italian hair
Dream-like wavy caressing your neck
And your black blouse enfolding tightly
Your sweet pert breasts that spoke to me
In exotically elegant, secret languages!
Every time I ever saw you,
I was Empire State Building high and about to cry,
Your goddess-like eyes hypnotized me
Like a gypsy campfire consuming mystic spells.
Even when you’re gone, it’s with you I dwell.
I am devastated but devastated by your presence
That ever lingers in a room like expensive French perfume.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Take up one idea. Make that one idea your life - think of it, dream of it, live on idea. Let the brain, muscles, nerves, every part of your body, be full of that idea, and just leave every other idea alone. This is the way to success.
quote by Swami Vivekananda
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No love here
Your kiss still fresh
on my lips memory.
Frozen in the past by your wintry touch
that has taken my breath.
Spellbound by those eyes that lie.
Our two heart did collide
one now left in despair.
In the infinite oblivion
my spirit seeks refuge
in this dark bar
where I sit in anguish
seeking to omit you from my memory.
poem by Doc. Smooth
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Although we love the idea of choice - our culture almost worships it - we seek refuge in the familiar and the comfortable.
quote by Hugh Mackay
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Unrecorded by Time
Every minute without you, is a minute unrecorded by time
Every time a memory plays, it plays a lovers chime
Every day you bless my path, you set the memory tune
Every night I watch your face shine bright against the moon
A minute is a space in time, set aside to do
Time is but a fraction of eternity, set aside for you
Eternity is everlasting, love from high above
Blessed and set-aside for you my love
poem by Dayle Gaylin
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