The intelligence of few perceives what has been carefully hidden in the recesses of the mind.
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Mind Over Matter
The eye sees
What the mind
Perceives as so
The truth is belied
By what the mind
Seems to know
The falsehood encouraged
By what appearance
Deems to show
While all the while
the truth is hidden….by
What the mind thinks is…so
poem by David Whalen
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Human intelligence is a reflection of the intelligence that produces everything. In knowing, we are simply extending the intelligence that comes to and constitutes us. We mimic the mind of God, so to speak. Or better, we continue and extend it.
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Within The Recesses Of Our Mind
Deep within the recesses of our mind
are little pockets
that store the essence of our time.
On odd occasions,
they unlock their barrier
and set some of our time free.
Things of what we’ve half-forgotten,
voices that we’ve heard from long ago,
love we’ve had and lost.
Times we wanted to remember,
but were lost from our memory
that have been stored
deep within the recesses of our mind.
11 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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Carefully
You are free to chose,
that’s why
carefully use every word.
Carefully measure every step,
if you don’t want to be swept.
Carefully do all you’ve conceived.
and…if you want to be believed
and… to achieve your aim
it’s not a shame
to start carefully a new song.
And it doesn’t matter if it is long.
If you carefully do all that
you will never regret.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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The Gift of Faith
It is said, “Faith is a gift from above,
God-given to those who believe”.
In fact, Faith is to all mankind given,
But for some it remains hidden
In the recesses of the mind
Until they seek it and find
That it is, indeed, God-given.
Faith is often discovered
After some anguish and doubt;
But whichever way is followed
That way is lit by its light.
No one has gone astray
Who sought to find a way
To uncover a gift so great.
But how does one make a start,
And seek a gift hidden from sight,
When there are no signs to mark
A way where all around is dark?
Here is a useful suggestion:
Take the highway of persuasion,
Never the by-way of refutation,
Don’t deride the Faith of another,
Nor dismiss Faith altogether,
Never cease from seeking,
Or ever despair of finding
The goal of your search,
The gift within your reach.
poem by Isam Hussain
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The Committee's review of a series of intelligence shortcomings, to include intelligence prior to 9/11 and the pre-war intelligence on Iraq, clearly reveal how vital a diverse intelligence workforce is to our national security.
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The Beastie
hidden in the darkest recesses of my mind,
Hides an unmistakeable creature.
Fangs sharper than the shiniest steel
Its heart colder than ice.
Its eyes are of fire and lust.
Lust of blood and pain
Like the forever living demons that fly through hell
Bending the truth and truthing all the lies.
Forever loathing the angels abouve
Those who fly free with grace
the creatures toy with my mind
with my emotions and my soul
It has hurt me and it has hurt those around me
This creature is my love for you
poem by Katherine H. Belle
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Nature Is One Great Intelligence
nature is one great intelligence
it never puts anybody's nose on his anus
or his penis on his head, or his hands
on his foot, stomach on his buttocks
and men and women, male and female
fit into each other just nice as if
they have been made for each other
and those who love otherwise would
too find their love nature arranges for them
nature is such a great intelligence
all things go according to its secret plans
though with some interesting variations
nature is such a great intelligence
not a single thing happens without a reason
nature is such a great intelligence
you can go along with it, hand in hand,
mind in mind, body and soul
sitting quietly in your house
in a cave, in your own self listening
to its voice of love for all
go along with its great workshop of body,
mind and soul, a blossom in all its silence
confident of its own splendour and fragrance
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Is It Success Or Mediocrity
Those most qualified to lead,
Are more often than not...
Disliked for their intelligence.
And no one seems pleased,
To know they have a dignity...
Cemented within an identity.
Those incompetent but liked,
Are often praised for being assessible.
With down-to-Earth personalities,
Many accept...
As an asset to believe,
Regardless of their inabilities.
And of course no one perceives,
It takes skill with ability...
To enable one to succeed.
But then again...
Is it success or mediocrity,
That represents without resentment?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Viewers are like artists.
An artist perceives, abstracts,
Concretize and present a form.
A viewer perceives, connects,
Abstracts and relate to real thing.
The beauty of the art enhances
From the style the artist employs.
The beauty of the art is understood
From the mind the viewers apply.
To be a viewer is as special as an artist.
All aren’t viewers as all aren’t artists.
14.05.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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There Are Eyes Upon Us
Through 'everything'...
There are eyes that see.
The only kept hidden,
Is what one perceives to believe.
To shield in secret, discreet privacy.
But through everything done,
On this Earth that is manmade...
Nothing in shadows escapes unscathed.
Upon everything done,
With a doing of a done we do...
There are eyes watching us.
Regardless if it is admitted,
Or refuse if we choose.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Constancy Of A Noble Purpose
how must i tell you again
it is not the intelligence but the
constancy of purpose
at first and then
you either do not listen when you
heard me clear or
you simply cannot accept it and
change
you believe always on intelligence
and so i watch you risk everything upon it
trying to explain every grain of sand
and there too many of them
and they invade your intelligence and
they bury it
then
finally killing you
suffocating you because the sands in their
constancy of purpose
never believe what intelligence
preaches and
bragged.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The role of intelligence
Intelligence is to adapt and adopt.
Honesty, integrity and propriety
Are shown door by intelligence.
By intelligence the society is not made rich.
13.07.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Noticing Those Who Mock Others
When one perceives another to be,
Among those shallow...
That's when charades began.
A mission to an understanding begins.
Many choose to impress,
With an intelligence expressed.
And fools show their best efforts,
That lack signs of common sense.
And noticing those who mock others,
Find more time to socialize.
But have none of it,
To roll up their sleeves to get anything done.
While those that 'are' mocked,
Are generally the ones in spite of opposition...
Pursuing their wishes and dreams.
And it seems this is done in front of everyone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The resistance of policy-makers to intelligence is not just founded on an ideological presupposition. They distrust intelligence sources and intelligence officials because they don't understand what the real problems are.
quote by Aldrich Ames
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To The Intelligent Woman
i like to tell you this
when you bragged about your intelligence
mocking me
like i am the only moron in your world
of ideas and
poetry
save yourself
if intelligence has that record of survival
as far as i am concerned
so far
as i remember fully well
there is not 'a word in the gospels
in praise
of intelligence'
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When a thing is funny, search it carefully for a hidden truth.
quote by George Bernard Shaw
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Key to Its Survival
It is best to know of an intelligence.
Than to insist upon its acknowledgement.
Playing 'stupid' is the key to its survival.
And it grows as so many are willing to prove
To those who are deemed 'intelligent'
How ignorance can prevent the flow of thought.
And those of intelligence,
Can quickly identify those amongst themselves...
Hiding in masquerade,
To protect a peace of mind...
These days!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lament
Where are those dazzling hills touched by the sun,
Those crags in childhood that I used to climb?
Hidden, hidden under mist is yonder mountain,
Hidden is the heart.
A day of cloud, a lifetime falls between,
Gone are the heather moors and the pure stream,
Gone are the rocky places and the green,
Hidden, hidden under sorrow is yonder mountain,
Hidden, hidden.
O storm and gale of tears, whose blinding screen
Makes weather of grief, snow's drifting curtain
Palls th'immortal heights once seen.
Hidden, hidden is the heart,
Hidden, hidden is the heart.
poem by Kathleen Jessie Raine
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Never walk away from failure. On the contrary, study it carefully and imaginatively for its hidden assets.
quote by Michael Korda
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