All phenomena are real in some sense, unreal in some sense, meaningless in some sense, real and meaningless in some sense, unreal and meaningless in some sense, and real and unreal and meaningless in some sense.
quote by Robert Anton Wilson
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I Like This Poem
i like this poem of yours,
always unfinished, makes my imagination
run wild,
i like the words misspelled
and the lines without a period
no sense of ending
no sense of time
i like the senselessness of it all
it is so unreal
like most of us
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sense
Sense
Which makes some sense
Other than nonsense
Supreme sense
Is civic sense.
Embedded with moral sense
Inject sense
In this universe
Oozing with nonsense.
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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There will be and can be no rest till we admit, what cannot be denied, that there is in man a third faculty, which I call simply the faculty of apprehending the Infinite, not only in religion, but in all things; a power independent of sense and reason, a power in a certain sense contradicted by sense and reason; but yet, I suppose, a very real power, if we see how it has held its own from the beginning of the world — how neither sense nor reason has been able to overcome it, while it alone is able to overcome both reason and sense.
quote by Max Muller
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Making sense
No sense in it if you act non-sense
People may push you away with sense
You may think why people are utterly non-sense?
When you are perfectly ok and act wit sense
You may fail in your love attempts
Some thing may force you or to act prompt
Still you act with sense and avoid
You may face difficulties which are self maid
You may act wise with change of scene
Gentleman like approach when publicly seen
Is it not the humanly act minus sin?
When one tries to project what he has been?
What comes to your help or rescue?
You may be wondering without any clue
You may blink and face may turn blue
When projection makes no sense for you
Sense is third eye for human being
Timely act may make him king
Opponent may face defeat in the ring
You may survive……………..
What, if nothing suggests or paves the way?
Your voice may not be heard or have the say
You may stick to position and bat for long
Still it makes sense that you are not always wrong
You will know what lies ahead?
Common sense may stop you to be mislead
So even if you are worried or so tense
You may act wise and come out with sense
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Meaningless lamp
In broad day light
Lamp is meaningless
In ocean raining is meaningless
When I have fed food is meaningless
And I know it well love is
Never meaningless whatever the
Situation arises at whatever times
Love is love and is most valuable
Always with me with you
Whether it is night or
it is broad day light.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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If I Thought Of Restrictions To Limit
If I thought of restrictions to limit...
There would be no heights to reach.
There would be nothing sought to seek.
If I thought of restrictions to limit...
There would be no growth to see.
Or seeds to plant to bloom and be.
If I thought of restrictions to limit...
Expectations would not exist.
And life would be meaningless.
If I thought of restrictions to limit...
Life would be meaningless.
And expectations would not exist.
If I thought of restrictions to limit...
There would be no heights to reach.
There would be nothing sought to seek.
There would be no growth to see.
Or seeds to plant to bloom and be.
If I thought of restrictions to limit...
Commitments would not make sense.
Commitments would not make sense.
If I thought of restrictions to limit...
Commitments would not make sense.
Commitments would not make sense.
If I thought of restrictions to limit.
If I thought of restrictions to limit.
If I thought of restrictions to limit...
Commitments would not make sense.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Mother's Pain
I'm pained a lot
O'darling with no heart
On bygone past
Unknowing true or false
Meaningless at me
When you shout
Still more paining a lot
O'darling with no heart
On needless waste
Unknowing true or false
Your spouse, your chit
Meaningless at you
When they shout
Paining a lot o'darling
Paining, paining, paining
Still a lot more paining
O'darling with no sense
On needless waste
Senseless your utterance
Unknowing of erratic deed
Meaningless at others
when uttered in shouts
Paining deathful o'darling
paining deathful, deathful..
poem by Indira Renganathan
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I lost
It started out real slowly
A few simple hyms and haws
I changed them just to suit you
But then I lost it all.
I lost the way I used to laugh
At times quite dumb and silly.
I lost the way I used to think
Of life in a big city.
I lost my sense of independence
Which I once held so strong
I lost my sense of humor
Ever since you came along.
I lost my sense of flair
That made me shine so bright.
I even lost my favorite Bear
That I used to hold so tight.
But worst of all
I lost me sense
of being who I am
And so tonight
I take it back
No matter what you care
For its not right
To lose so much
Just to gain dispair.
poem by Catherine Raymond
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The Real
I know the sun's around
To wake the dead
You've got if anything
A bigger head
Most likely to perform
Was who I knew
But now it's you that I have to know
Silly who ya know
Has got away
Sweet little who ya know
Lives in L.A.
Most likely to conceive
Was who I knew
But now it's you that I have to know
Only the real world
Is so unreal
Only the real is real
Pocket the business card
Be on your way
Pocket the smiling face
And save the day
Most likely to perform
Was who I knew
But now it's you that I have to know
Only the real world is so unreal
Only the real is real
song performed by by Tracy Bonham from The Burdens Of Being Upright
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Sonnet 2
my mind's eye from outer eye remove.
make senseless the argument of sense
that beauty not subject to sense prove
nor object to time that takes you hence.
then, mind from eye withdrawn,
in dark, sense may shine bright
and mind itself your beauty form,
forming mind to your illuminate.
but not thought's sense to hear
nor sense of mind in sense feel,
dimensional sight and intelligent ear
bereft of mind from mind would reel.
no war between your feature and form
exists except in eye - that does harm.
poem by Doug Bentley
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Philosophy undigested.. Random thoughts!
Philosophy undigested..
The mysteries mysterious forces,
Make both Mister
And Miss, one positive and another negative,
No one knows who is what!
Only our postulates
About mystery and mysterious
That always can be more mysterious,
And more are less hide axioms
And sometimes
We talk about nirvana,
Some times about,
BRAHMAN
Some times about God and demon,
Mara or MAYA,
Forgetting all that is in mind,
Who is real, who is that developed sense,
Is He a non sense?
Look at the outer world,
Senses tell the reality is relativity,
And relativity is the reality,
But look at the inner world we are nothing but non existing entity,
Is it real that we are that existence,
where is the God and God appeared before me to teach,
Who is God,
where he is?
Which is true, nondual, or dual,
Even the light is not a non dual,
Why mysteriously, mister attract a miss,
Mister wants mistress,
And mis wants to become a mistress,
Even the master needs a mistress?
Is it that we make a mistake?
Life is that mystery,
Looks mysteriously at its own mysteries!
Life is the product of nature and the product that challenges to mysterious nature and wants to see nature in its tree naked form,
Life itself is schizophrenic and symptomatic and systematically nyphomanic system and the greatest maniac!
Is it true nothing is there are void is that makes all this dreams or is there any greatest Self dreaming and fooling and laughing and suffering its own folly?
If every thing is false,
Every thing is folly why can't mankind kind enough
Its mass suicide can save Earth and precious life on Earth!
Why Buddha didn't Go when he knew universe is void?
Why at last he said farewell note?
Why Sankara ran to his mother when she breathed last?
Because it is BRAHMAN SATYA!
The infinite the is still infinite when in life or without life
Something that look real is not real,
some that looks at unreal is real life is a real game of the real
And that real traps itself iN unreal
Playing with itself
and playing its play
at different level
and different planes
With different plans
And according to its own grand plane
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Eyes Open
keep your eyes open as if
love could come a walkin as if
everything else is meaningless, meaningless
and that's the way it oughta be
mysteries, especially she
oh everything else
is almost meaningless, meaningless
oh say
well i will always feel that way
and if a time a change should come
you'd remember my name
oh say
well i will always feel that way
and if a time a change should come
you'd remember my
you'd remember my name
keep your eyes open as if
everyone's a poet as if
everything else is meaningless, meaningless
and that's the way it oughta be, yea
mysteries, including me
oh well everything else
is almost meaningless, meaningless
oh yea, oh say
well i will always feel that way
and if a time a change should come
you'd remember my name
oh say
well i will always feel that way
and if a time a change should come
you'd remember my
you'd remember my
you'd remember my name
to be a little bit advanced
you gotta take a little bit of a second chance
on life
you gotta get on up and dance
you better throw all your precious plans
better wave them goodbye
a buh bye, buh bye, bye bye bye
ya gotta keep your eyes open
as if everything else is just along
come along on its way
and that's the way it oughta be
well mysteries in everything
well i say, i say
well i, i will always feel that way
and if a time a change should come
you'd remember my name
oh say
well i will always feel that way
and if a time a change should come
you'd remember my
you'd remember my
you'd remember my name
lyrics by jason mraz
song performed by by Jason Mraz
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Literature is the expression of a feeling of deprivation, a recourse against a sense of something missing. But the contrary is also true: language is what makes us human. It is a recourse against the meaningless noise and silence of nature and history.
quote by Octavio Paz
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Once life is finished it acquires a sense; up to that point it has not got a sense; its sense is suspended and therefore ambiguous.
quote by Pier P. Pasolini
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All women do have a different sense of sexuality, or sense of fun, or sense of like what's sexy or cool or tough.
quote by Angelina Jolie
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They say that when you lose one sense, your other senses are enhanced. Maybe that's why people with no sense of humor have an increased sense of self-importance!
We will miss George for his sense of love, his sense of music and his sense of laughter.
quote by Ringo Starr
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You see so many movies... the younger people who are coming from MTV or who are coming from commercials and there's no sense of film grammar. There's no real sense of how to tell a story visually. It's just cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, you know, which is pretty easy.
quote by Peter Bogdanovich
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Uplift
On one whole bottle "uplifting!"
There is no telling what I'll do
Run head first into traffic
A mindset of annihilation
No sense makes sense
You can't get bought without thought
Ahh... no sense makes sense
You can't get bought without thought inside
Your head now
Uplift - uplifting
Uplifting now
On hallucinogenic "uplift"
I can step out of my body
Religion is in myself
I'll split my head in two and see you twice
No sense makes sense
You can't get bought without thought
Ahh... no sense makes sense
You can't get bought without thought inside
your head now
Uplift... uplifting
Uplifting now...
Uplifting you now...
Give me alcohol extremeties
Instead of proofless christianity
Drunked up in a coma place
Critics disgusted
song performed by by Pantera from Reinventing The Steel
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I hardly need to abstract things, for each object is unreal enough already, so unreal that I can only make it real by means of painting.
quote by Max Beckmann
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