The effort of art is to keep what is interesting in existence, to recreate it in the eternal.
quote by George Santayana
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The Ride
In the east they can meditate
They can recreate the sound of all and bring us home
I think Ill go there some day
Maybe for a holiday
Maybe just light a candle, take a seat for the ride
And you dont need no money to fly, to truly fly away (recreate the sound of
All)
And you dont need no car to truly ride, truly ride away (recreate the sound of
All)
In the west we think were the best
Weve shown the whole wide world that money is all we care for
Someday the scientists will see theres no such thing as gravity
Theyll all just light a candle, take a seat for the ride
And you dont need no money to fly, to truly fly away (recreate the sound of
All)
And you dont need no car to truly ride, truly ride away (recreate the sound of
All)
As you ascend in silence, all doubt behind you
You reach the summit my friend and find your destiny
And you dont need no money to fly, to truly fly away (recreate the sound of
All)
And you dont need no car to truly ride, truly ride away (recreate the sound of
All)
And you dont need no money to fly, to truly fly away (recreate the sound of
All)
And you dont need no car to truly ride, truly ride away (recreate the sound of
All)
To truly ride away
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On occasion we need to make a second effort - and a third effort, and a fourth effort, and as many degrees of effort as may be required to accomplish what we strive to achieve.
quote by Thomas S. Monson
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I am Creation A Creative Force/Agent of Existence
I am creation
A creation of
existence
an agent of existence
endowed with the power to create
Though I create I'm not God
Don't Let Creators fool you
into divisive worship of themselves
God exists as eternal existence
A loving force embracing
creators and creations
all unique forms
with love alike and equal
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Live neither in the present nor the future, but in the eternal. The giant weed (of evil) cannot flower there this blot upon existence is wiped out by the very atmosphere of eternal thought.
quote by H. Hahn Blavatsky
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My Existence
Love is eternal but does anyone know the meaning of eternal? I question my existence since life says I should die right now. However, even death is not so simple to receive as everything is not based on our choices. Who makes the selection for our life is rather unknown.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Wait
Wait, for now.
Distrust everything, if you have to.
But trust the hours. Haven't they
carried you everywhere, up to now?
Personal events will become interesting again.
Hair will become interesting.
Pain will become interesting.
Buds that open out of season will become lovely again.
Second-hand gloves will become lovely again,
their memories are what give them
the need for other hands. And the desolation
of lovers is the same: that enormous emptiness
carved out of such tiny beings as we are
asks to be filled; the need
for the new love is faithfulness to the old.
Wait.
Don't go too early.
You're tired. But everyone's tired.
But no one is tired enough.
Only wait a while and listen.
Music of hair,
Music of pain,
music of looms weaving all our loves again.
Be there to hear it, it will be the only time,
most of all to hear,
the flute of your whole existence,
rehearsed by the sorrows, play itself into total exhaustion.
poem by Galway Kinnell
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God Is...
God is greater
infinitely
more complex
than judgemental
limitations
placed upon
supreme creator
by judgemental
perceptions
philosophy
of what
the world
should
or should not be
God’s plan
does not need
interaction
intervention
of intolerance
plans
to recreate
this world
according
to personal
political religious
desires to recreate
this world in own
perceived driven
intolerant likeness
God is
on track
as God
wills
so it will be
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Surrender to Your Embrace
Your loves essential oil overflows
A personified influence in the making
Of our love for the
Meaning of my being on earth
My very existence,
With your very existence
Which soothes my soul.
My pretty thing
You are my love song
That needs no words,
My symphony
Without a note,
I lay down my cloak
I am addicted
To your eternal embrace
I surrender
poem by Ken e Hall
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What Are You Laboring For?
What do you labor for my friend; what is your purpose in the end?
Do you labor for a present need, or do you just work to succeed?
Do you punch in a clock for men, to then work eight hours or ten?
Do you put forth effort each day, in a place that you’ll never stay?
These can be asked by all of us, until these bodies return to dust.
But what about time men spend, towards an eternity with no end?
Maybe many aren’t mindful of, the priorities from The Lord above,
Priorities God has for you and me, which extend well into eternity.
When men stand before The Lord, what about all the labor before,
Done while on this earthly sphere, all labored for what down here?
When this life upon earth is past, what in eternity for you will last?
Will all of the effort made by us, simply be blown away like dust?
All of this life is futile, my friend, when your life comes to an end,
Except all of the labor done, for Jesus Christ, God’s Eternal Son.
Wages we don’t get from The Lord, but, from Him, eternal reward,
It’s not only lasting, but its worth, far exceeds the wages on earth.
So why continue to labor in vain, when you can have eternal gain?
Acknowledge God in all you do, and watch what God does in you,
As He stores you treasure above, He fills you with desire and love,
To serve His Son unceasingly, as He prepares us for life eternally.
Discontinuous Existence
We do not die, instead we live a discontinuous existence. This life here, my body, my thoughts, memories, feelings, what I am physically, once this is over it is over. Anything else is just an allusion. When we die it is over, nothing is going to recreate us, make us again. Restore us to what we are. It is over the end. No more. End of story. Final curtain. The dirt sleep. Or is it.
Could not resonances of this life carry over to our next life, be with us in the after life, in the life between llives. Could it be a process analogous to dreams? Could parts of your life continue in another existence after death in the same way aspects of you continue in your sleep, to different degrees. Part of your life as a child continues periodically when you dream at night, parts of you as a young man and or woman continue in your dreams. Images and deep connections you have with creation and or the divine, depending on your perspective, continue when you are dreaming. Though you are not you, you are you, brought to life again.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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Dreams and Aspirations
Oh, to dream...
How boring and even benign would life be
without the ability to dream and ability of foreseeability.
Oh, how inspiring are aspirations…
The future is unbeknown and man caught in an eternal present
plans in a furtive event for the future when the future never happens
as we live in an eternal now, inescapblebound to this existence,
sharing a bond with the past, yet how noble planning regardless for the future,
aspiring to greater heights in defiance and ostensible ignorance
of the ever turning wheel of fortune.
Oh, how awe inspiring are inspirations…
Inpiration, much like many other things is momentary
though complementary
to complimenting earth, nature
and our very existence on this interlinked planet.
poem by Hercolena Oliver
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Everyone assumes that novelists are smarter and more interesting. They're generally smarter and more interesting, but they're often very short. So it kind of cancels all the smart and interesting stuff out.
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Paul Riser tells it in an interesting way; he dissects it and tells the structure, you know, 'you don't mention that part here.' But that's what's interesting about it and the people who are absent are interesting too.
Ignorant people see life as either existence or non-existence, but wise men see it beyond both existence and non-existence to something that transcends them both; this is an observation of the Middle Way.
quote by Lucius Annaeus Seneca
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The reward of eternal life requires effort.
quote by Thomas S. Monson
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Sweat is sweet
Sweat is
A metabolic outcome
Of an exercise
In a bio system
Human sweat is salty
But it is really sweet
As once you sweat
You are going to gain
It indicates the effort
That goes on inside
More the sweat
Greater the effort
Sweat is not always
The water droplets
Seen on the surface of a body
It may be within
And it could be a emotional outburst
But ensure such emotions are
Positive, proactive and creative
Whatever it is
Sweat is synonymous with effort
Greater the effort
More the sweat
And sweeter the gain
Often we think of
Doing away with sweating
And you natrually are
Doing away with the effort
The gain of such an effort
Cannot be that sweet
We take pride in not having sweated
In achieving a gain
But such a gain is not
Really a gain
Sweat, but, enthusiastically
With love and affection
Towards the effort
With the understanding that
Sweating is no suffering
Let it be a voluntary struggle
With clear goal and destination
In mind
You will understand that
Sweat is sweet
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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In this business, my business, I get to meet all kinds of incredible people, fascinating people, glamorous people and sexy people and highly intellectual people. And you meet them and you go 'interesting, interesting, interesting'. They're interesting, but not very many people stop you in your tracks.
quote by Madonna Ciccone
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Once Saved Always Saved
Once saved, always saved, upon His Palm we are engraved,
Engraved within God’s Hand, in The Lord, we take our stand,
All given by The Father God, to The Son with an Eternal nod,
For all those who do believe, Eternal assurance they receive.
Grafted into God’s Family Tree, becoming members eternally,
Eternal members of God’s family, by His Grace from Calvary,
Family through His Grace alone, through no effort of our own,
Except, for our faith in Him, Christ, who saved us from all sin.
It is all by Grace, not of works, that we’ll receive eternal perks,
An Eternal Life with reward, from the Grace of Christ our Lord,
His Grace of Eternal endurance, from which we get assurance,
In the finished work of Christ, who alone paid the eternal price.
If it’s by Grace it’s not of us, but, of the One in whom we trust,
The finished work of The Son, finished at Calvary for everyone,
All fully covered by His Blood, Grace afforded by God’s Love,
Grace which offers full salvation, not to some but every nation.
Complete salvation by God’s plan, fully in Christ, to every man,
After we come to faith in the Lord, salvation by God is secured,
We can’t be taken from God’s hand, Christ helps us understand,
So when in Christ you truly believe, Eternal Security you receive.
(Copyright ©05/2009)
Interesting
There are so many different types of interesting.
Maybe you were trying to use a euphemism.
Most people don't want to hear a dysphemism.
You might of thought it was irresistible.
Theres a opinion going around that it was unfashionable.
Maybe it was very very sad.
Oh no you didn't say is was very very bad.
No one got to hear anything except that it was very interesting.
Its too bad because you had so many types of interesting.
Who Is God, Where He Is?
When I am a part of this universe,
Rest of universe is my God,
I feel atomic,
my complimentary is gigantic!
When I identify my complimentary is I myself,
Universe and I become one!
Goal of soul is to get all experience,
From prior to human,
then human to divine!
Then comes a day on which universe becomes my own part,
As I and universe can make the whole,
On that day both universe and God are my own parts,
I am the king reigning all loving hearts!
In us there two parts conscious and unconscious,
One is temporal, another eternal,
O temporal Ramdas,
listen to your eternal,
Your experience are mine,
My knowledge is yours,
I am the eternal drummer,
Flute and keyboard synthesizer!
Listen the song of divine,
Temporal is temporary,
Eternal is eternal existence,
Come out of limited nature,
inside there is spirit of grand nature,
Come out of own ignorance,
When the journey of temporal starts, eternal starts singing the tune,
Listen crooning within own heart,
forget the trifles for awhile,
Ceasefire fight for a little,
o temporal one, your own nature is divine,
Be one with it who croons in you,
He is ready to crown you,
His glory is all were your own,
Yet the nonexistent ego, packed you in water of same ocean,
And you feel one among infinite bubbles,
Than infinite is your own nature!
Temporal and eternal were not two,
All the time they were together,
Temporal plays with ego,
no time to listen song divine,
But when tiered sleeps like a baby in its own divine!
When I am in universe and eyes of God,
I am helpless limited,
But in real I am the eternal truth in whom God and universe exist and play!
My own nature is grand beyond
Description of words,
I am a form of energy and that makes the difference,
When ego learns,
I am neither energy nor matter,
Only pure existence, knowledge and bliss!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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