Designs of purely arbitrary nature cannot be expected to last long.
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Aside from that reservation, a fictive tale even has the advantage of manifesting symbolic necessity more purely to the extent that we may believe its conception arbitrary.
quote by Jacques Lacan
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Truth is here
Truth is here in the history
In the civilisation fully
Resumed and it is a poem.
The relation we have made
With the stone with the flower
With the bird with the sky
Not ours.
The truth is in our
Poetic world ours only ours
And we move forward
In search of another world
That is purely poetic
Purely in truth
Purely in peace
Purely in harmony.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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A self-fulfilling prophecy is an assumption or prediction that, purely as a result of having been made, cause the expected or predicted event to occur and thus confirms its own 'accuracy.'
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I wanted to make a movie about the arbitrary nature of love.
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Yet humanitarianism is not a purely Christian movement any more than it is a purely humanist one.
quote by Christopher Dawson
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Designs Of Mother Nature
The designs of Mother Nature,
Are often explained.
But an escaping from the pattern,
Mother Nature makes...
Offers few and limited places,
To run to feel safe 'anywhere' to escape.
And as history has shown,
Advanced civilizations escavations revealing...
To be unearthed and known,
Mother Nature has yet to show favor...
To those sophisticated with updated weapons,
With priorities to destroy what Mother Nature deploys.
'God and Mother Nature has nothing to do with it! '
Maybe that's why your beliefs are repeatedly defeated.
With an insisting upon not listening to comprehend.
But willing to defend and 'assume' with no end,
You can do as you please with a creating of your doom.
And each time this lesson is taught to bring to your attention,
You 'believe' you have been chosen to extinguish your existence.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Suffering by nature or chance never seems so painful as suffering inflicted on us by the arbitrary will of another.
quote by Arthur Schopenhauer
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About half my designs are controlled fantasy, 15 percent are total madness and the rest are bread-and-butter designs.
quote by Manolo Blahnik
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My connection with the Reich Ministers was of a purely official nature and was very infrequent.
quote by Fritz Sauckel
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Too Much Is Expected
No one...
Given life to breathe,
Is born with a cold heart.
Beating with a rhythm,
That is ready to freeze.
No one...
Should be expected,
To show warmth and love.
If none has been surrounding one...
Being expressed.
Or shown to one how that's addressed.
No child learning to crawl, walk and talk.
Grows into an adult...
Prepared with maturity.
Or an accountability.
If no examples of that were ever there!
How is one expected to become aware?
Too much is expected.
From those who have been neglected.
And too much for too long goes undenied...
By one feeling insecure and desperate inside.
With no one to confide in...
From a shattering that goes on alone.
And kept condoned to grow unknown outside.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thirteen Lines
A brain peered through stoic eyes;
Yet all it saw was rendered into
Flawed interpretation –
No honoured contemplation of a
Gluon, muon, quark of any flavour;
Nor a vision or conception of its world
Within a universe anthropic in its physical laws,
Inside a boundless multiverse.
All it gleaned and modelled
Bore parochialism well beyond belief! –
Delusional perhaps.
Survival only matters here on planet Earth –
Evolution saw to that.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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A Word
If I make a word
it is first sculpted from letters
on the page
a canvass across which
letters skate
from margin to margin transforming
into meanings and sentences
which give us art, science, poetry
and civilization.
This is created from an arbitrary entity,
the scratchings we call letters
which in turn form yet another
mysterious entity we call the alphabet.
What manner of miracle is this?
All of civilization is born from
these scribbly scratchings?
So if each letter is an imaginary entity,
an arbitrary symbol we made up
which has no meaning by itself
and lives inside another arbitrary entity
we call the alphabet
we may properly ask
what is going on here?
Meaning here is deriving from an arbitrary nothingness
arbitrarily created from arbitrary letters
by virtue of common agreement around
what words will mean?
Ponder this:
we too, as individuals are letter unique
and, in our variety, form a kind of human alphabet.
What we all mean and can mean to each other
therefore depends upon the words we form
in our families and communities; our human alphabets.
So, one word letters such as 'I' are too self-regarding
and are narcissistic anomalies
not true words at all.
Better words have more syllables than that
and have enabled us to form social sentences
more complex
which we can use for good or ill
peace or war, love or hate.
So watch your words and sentences
don't swing them recklessly in a crowded room
you'll put somebody's mind out
or create genius.
Big responsibility this
especially for us poets.
So in the end
in mass society
you and I are a single letter
but combined create all there is.
You can take that
as the first
and last
Word
And by the way
arbitrary letters
are electrons at the sub-atomic level
and combine to make molecules
and the greatest meaning of all
All of the Universe.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Quality or color
It is not the quality or color
The originality of substance that really matters
It is outer beauty that appeals us more
Otherwise any creation by almighty stands to adore
Every natural objected is expected to prove
Show to the world about quality and move
What they stand for and what can be objective?
Function may be different but color can’t be selective
Color differentiation is common in our mind
We compare to outer show and elegantly find
To out utter dismay something may not appeal
But fact remain same and work may speak real
We are very much color conscious
Even though at heart we may be very pious
We like the white color but don’t hate
Other colors as they have importance to state
Dark doesn’t speak bad or cast gloom
You may think seriously about it in room
Darkness frightens you with slight fear
You even forget to differentiate who is very dear
Nature makes it more important with the advent of cuckoo
Morning becomes melodious with sweet music through
She has only one mission and that too make human being alert
Bring all energy in store and try to fully exploit or convert
Crow makes it little vicious
He is not prepared to share the delicious things
But his mission makes it more important
The garbage or dirt is removed very instant
So something is do be done purely on merit
Purely on the basis of color, we should not try to ignore or omit
Every object has got identity of its own
They will be pointed subjectively and distinctly known
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Engineering is an activity other than purely manual and physical work which brings about the utilization of the materials and laws of nature for the good of humanity.
quote by R.E. Hellmund
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Engineering is an activity other than purely manual and physical work which brings about the utilization of the materials and laws of nature for the good of humanity.
quote by R.E. Hellmund (1929)
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How Long Should An Embarrassment Be Allowed to Breathe?
We have attracted to ourselves our own misfortunes.
God has allowed Mother Nature,
To present us with choices to make.
And those deciding greed would be theirs to follow...
Chose to dig deep into Mother Nature's veins.
To reap from them personal gain.
And this selfishness has had its consequences.
This selfishness has been prevented to continue...
Its existence.
At the risk of God's multiple creations!
If the ignorance of humanity,
Is the sacrifice that has to be severed...
Because the loyalty expected from it does not cleave?
So be it!
How long should an embarrassment be allowed to breathe?
We are just an experiment here.
And one that has not found God pleased.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Usually I am on a work for a long stretch, until a moment arrives when the air of the arbitrary vanishes, and the paint falls into positions that feel destined.
quote by Philip Guston
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When nature is....
Like water and air, blood is polluted
Rivers have been made impure and purity diluted
So we are thoughtless and merciless too
We have seen great struggles but today nothing to think through
Millions of quick bucks are expected in overnight
Then why to struggle for poor people's right?
They may die and must die for inaction
Who is there to ask us why for any reaction?
When nature is affected to dangerous level
Nothing is expected to go well
Man changes and so the nature
Giving complete change to nature
People become selfish and leaders too hollow
How can country progress and grow?
When there is enough to grab at free will
Any person in opposition can be easily killed
It speaks of truth and is clearly visible
We need to search soul else face the troubles
If we can't change ourselves and reform
The hard core fabric may stand torn
Let us not blame system or others
We are part of it and tendency is cause to bother
It is natural law that mighty may only survive
You got to make the way and powerfully drive
Still it is not late to adjust and educate opinion
Neither people should not dig their own grave for region
Not encourage any thoughts for propagation of religion
Nature may remain same for all to be with as companion
Love to live with and give whatever you can like nature
Air, water and light is totally free without any bond for sure
Why do we then create artificial disorder and suffer?
Nature has so much for us in store to offer
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Expecting
Your mouth said this never
but your fingers have shown me
that your head is so clever
you claim that you own me
forever
You have the right to conduct me
in whatever fashion
your attempt construct me
in the interest of passion
you sent me
to toledo
I came back with handfulls
I did what you asked me
but after the thank yous
that you quickly got passed me
Im expected
youre expecting
Im expected
expected
song performed by by White Stripes
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There Will Never Be Another
There will never be another
Who will love me like you.
There will never be another
Who could hold me, mold me.
There will never be another
Who could love me purely.
No, there will never be another
Who has loved me like you.
And I know that there will never be another love
Who could ever be the love that you are.
cause you had so much to lose, but still you gave it up
For your scars.
But thats the way you are.
And if I spent my life attending universities,
Educated in the wisdom of men,
And if I could even quote a guy like socrates,
Even then,
I couldnt comprehend
That there will never be another
Who will love me like you.
There will never be another
Who could hold me, mold me.
There will never be another
Who could love me purely.
No, there will never be another
Who has loved me like you.
And I know Ill never understand the mystery
If I live to be a hundred and three,
How you died to live the love you give to me.
That there will never be another
Who will love me like you.
There will never be another
Who could hold me, mold me.
There will never be another
Who could love me purely.
No, there will never be another
Who has loved me like you.
There will never be another
Who has loved me like you.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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