Mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed.
quote by Thomas Jefferson
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If men do not now succeed in abolishing war, civilization and mankind are doomed.
quote by Ludwig von Mises
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The Slipping of Meet Notes
Accustomed to lies.
What does the truth really mean?
Accustomed to lies laying low on the scene!
Accustomed to tell them...
And protect when told.
Accustomed to lies,
Whether fresh released or old held on hold!
Accustomed to lies...
Without a bat of an eyelash moving!
Accustomed to lies.
Dishonesty is accepted and shown.
At the work place
Where the slipping of meet notes,
Does not provoke disdain.
Accustomed to lies...
And that's how our lives remain!
In heated sex away from home!
Regardless of who spies on another,
Both buffer their suffering by what's condoned.
Accustomed to lies...
And what is taught is always known!
Accustomed to lies.
Accustomed to holding on to them,
Until time flys!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Philosophy triumphs easily over past evils and future evils; but present evils triumph over it.
quote by La Rochefoucauld
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Music Level's,
Music Level's,
Music Level's us Higher,
I can Imagine,
Glory within this Timing,
Music hast made mankind all Together,
It is not Unjust to say good is not Bad,
Music is taking mankind to another Dimension,
Where we Perceive Life and Soul,
There is no Remedy that is Greater than God's,
Iam a Man that Suffer's alot to see where Iam Leading,
Life is not just about Living,
It is taking mankind to another Shelter,
Where my Sadness will Turn to Achievement,
In all Level's of Mankind,
There is the Living in man that hast to see mankind Prosperity.
poem by Abdul Karim
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The worst evils which mankind has ever had to endure were inflicted by bad governments.
quote by Ludwig von Mises
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A good inclination is but the first rude draught of virtue, but the finishing strokes are from the will, which, if well disposed, will by degrees perfect it, as if all disposed will quickly deface it.
Time is the inventor
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Time, you are the greatest inventor.
You have invented evils
For every remedy I have found.
Evils demand remedies
And remedies fetch evils.
Time, you are my counter inventer.
30.07.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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For if you suffer your people to be ill-educated, and their manners to be corrupted from their infancy, and then punish them for those crimes to which their first education disposed them, what else is to be concluded from this, but that you first make thieves and then punish them.
Thomas More in Utopia
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To Marvel
To marvel at the miracle is haste,
Much slaughter happens when one is weak,
This creature vanishes when it is chased,
A frenzy instant crazes us - bespeak!
The nature of our lives must hasten form,
The forms abound in riches each do weep,
Has treasure found a word indulged by norm?
Open the doors by force and be asleep.
Because of your creation of hitting,
One felt over the hills a sense of wish,
Internal whims practise abolishing,
Hills make us full of hate, to astonish.
poem by Naveed Akram
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All the miseries and evils which men suffer from vice, crime, ambition, injustice, oppression, slavery and war, proceed from their despising or neglecting the precepts contained in the Bible.
quote by Noah Webster
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All a man's affairs become diseased when he wishes to cure evils by evils.
There are no necessary evils in government. Its evils exist only in its abuses.
quote by Andrew Jackson
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We're both accustomed to being the center of attention. We're both accustomed to being spoiled by the people around us. And we don't expect to have to compete with somebody for all of that.
quote by Jim Lampley
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The Storm
A tempestous storm.
Well beyond the norm.
Thunder crashing threatiningly warns.
God will crush all the evils in all it's forms.
The time has come for all reform.
You'll face your demons in this storm.
Struggling, pleading to be reborn.
Only through him will come no harm.
The storm is heavy.
Now are you ready?
To face the pain that on you rains?
Go to him with no refrain.
He'll save you if you're true and plain.
About the things you must explain.
If you won't the lightning strikes.
To put you back and set you right.
You'll suffer mighty in this plight.
The rapture storm is dark as night.
Destroying wicked blackness to set things right.
He showed you all the things to do.
You ran away just like a fool.
Now you'll pay it's mean and cruel.
For all the people you have hurt.
You're paying now in a ten fold spurt.
The storm will break,
but only when you finally wake.
To cast your arrogance in the lake.
So go to him and don't be fake.
He'll save your life it's not too late
poem by Michael McParland
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I Suffer The Night
I suffer the night
When it's time to face my sadness
And all I can do is cry
I suffer the night
When I struggle to find rest
Knowing in the morning I must rise
I suffer the night
When alone in the darkness
I wonder why I am alive
I suffer the night
When I succumb to blackness
And finally stop asking why
I suffer the night
As it battles my mind
And my spirit slowly dying
I suffer the night
As I reach for the light
And pray that my death be kind
poem by Sonya Florentino
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Neither is there figurative and non-figurative art. All things appear to us in the shape of forms. Even in metaphysics ideas are expressed by forms, well then think how absurd it would be to think of painting without the imagery of forms. A figure, an object, a circle, are forms; they affect us more or less intensely.
quote by Pablo Picasso
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All the forms of civil polity have been tried by mankind, except one, and that seems to have been reserved in Providence to be realized in America.
quote by Ezra Stiles
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Someone Had to Try
What are you doing?
And why are you doing this?
What is the reason behind it?
'I've decided you are right.
I'm tired of arguing.
And it has become pointless to fight.
I'll follow your lead.
Since you've said you have clearer sight! '
But...
What if I fail?
What will the others then do?
'I have no idea.
That would be up to you.
Wherever you take us...
I'm sure you'll follow through.'
But...
What if I fail?
What will the others then do?
'I guess we'll have to wait to see,
What your leadership proves to be.'
But...
What if I fail?
What will the others then do?
'Are you afraid to lead?
Is that the excuse that you choose? '
Uh...
Uh,
I've grown accustomed,
To critiquing your moves.
I'll be alone in leading.
There will be no one but me,
To make decisions of what I do.
The others will not like me.
And mistakes I might make.
What if I do make a few of them...
And excuses then I can't fake.
'I see!
But it was okay with you...
To see me suffer and bleed.
I am not accustomed to pain at all.
And I am not afraid to lead.'
Then...
Why don't you continue doing what you do.
And I'll stay where I am.
Since that will be easier for me,
To keep the others confused.
'No...
You go ahead.
I want to see how you handle the abuse.
Eventually you'll get use to it.
And the sacrificing too! '
But I am no leader.
'Neither am I.
But someone had to make forward moves.
Someone had to try.
Someone had to rely on faith.
Even though alone they may have cried.'
Wow.
I didn't think of that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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She went as quiet as the Dew
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She went as quiet as the Dew
From an Accustomed flower.
Not like the Dew, did she return
At the Accustomed hour!
She dropt as softly as a star
From out my summer's Eve—
Less skillful than Le Verriere
It's sorer to believe!
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Man Forgets
Man, He seems to always forget
His sins from his own conflict,
And the evils he does against another man.
But then he will always remember
That one cold day in that one December,
When he gave out a helping hand.
He will remember his deed of good
When he helped another as he should,
But he’ll forget the evils that he has also done.
He will forget when he had cheated and had lied
When he had stolen and abused and cried,
And when he lost, but instead he said he had won.
Man will forget his pity and his shame
Will not remember his losses but only his gain,
His deeds will be like coal and its dying ember.
He will forget all of his evils ways
As he hoped that they will all be washed away,
But what Man forgets, GOD he will remember.
poem by Randy McClave
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