I feel, sometimes, as the renaissance man must have felt in finding new riches at every point and in the certainty that unexplored areas of knowledge and experience await at every turn.
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Sonnet -On Experience
One cannot learn from experience always,
For Knowledge is a sea; experience, Lake;
Some learn the same in hours or weeks or days;
Some never do all life, forever fake.
Experience implies one had done mistakes;
It is much wiser to learn from others;
To forget knowledge too, experience makes;
A continued process, it is, brothers.
Experience can't vouchsafe a man is wise;
And wisdom comes to one who God well loves;
Too much of experience could turn a vice.
All need not see the burst of bombs or stoves.
By experience, no man should turn haughty,
Nor should he try to be with peers, naughty.
poem by John Celes
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Law[Earthing On Fire]
I dont want knowledge, I want certainty
I dont want knowledge, I want certainty
I dont want knowledge, I want certainty
In the street a man shouts out loud
A wallet drops and money flies into the midday sun
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
Oh I get a little bit afraid
Sometimes
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
Sure I get a little bit afraid
Sometimes
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
I dont want knowledge, I want certainty
I dont want knowledge, I want certainty
In a house a man drops dead
As he hits the floor he sighs
What a morning
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
Sure I get a little bit afraid
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
Sure I get a little bit afraid
Sometimes
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
Oh I get a little bit afraid
Sometimes
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire (I dont want knowledge, I want certainty)
Earthlings on fire (I dont want knowledge, I want certainty)
Sometimes
Earthlings (I dont want knowledge, I want certainty)
I dont want knowledge
song performed by by David Bowie
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The intellectual takes as a starting point his self and relates the world to his own sensibilities; the scientist accepts an existing field of knowledge and seeks to map out the unexplored terrain.
quote by Daniel Bell
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Renaissance Eyes
(don dixon)
Are you alone, renaissance eyes
I wont tell my family stolen from, renaissance eyes
Is theat your car, renaissance eyes, yeah
Have you ever taken dancing lessons, renaissance eyes
Chorus:
Drench you in a passion
And dress you with a passion
Though the vision haunts you
Im the one who wants you to love me with those eyes
Love me with those eyes
Oh, is that you car, renaissance eyes
I once had a car but it was stolen, renaissance eyes
Tell me you name, renaissance eyes
Do you ever think about the future, renaissance eyes
Chorus
Oh spend my days with her copies Ive collected
All my nights, all my nights with a sliver screen
Nothing wrong with the way that I respect her
Shes more than an, more than an ordinary queen
Chorus
When the days are short
And the nights are long
And I wait for you to love me with those eyes
Love me with those eyes, eyes, eyes
Love me with those eyes, eyes
Love me with those eyes
song performed by by Hootie & The Blowfish
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In my writing I am acting as a map maker, an explorer of psychic areas, a cosmonaut of inner space, and I see no point in exploring areas that have already been thoroughly surveyed.
quote by William S. Burroughs
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That all our knowledge begins with experience, there is indeed no doubt....but although our knowledge originates WITH experience, it does not all arise OUT OF experience.
quote by Immanuel Kant
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Stuff of Disease
Through the light of learning we have certainty
That all which infests our soul is a dramatic illness
When we drink of false imitations
And false dreams.
With the very light of knowledge
There is always an inner sight
From the heart we describe and feel,
An inner longing is subjected to us
Due to the fountain of knowledge.
When knowledge of certain characteristics
Comes to our awareness, we are not deceived.
We are revering it and purifying,
So that the fraction of character is learnt,
And thus the stuff of disease is expelled.
poem by Naveed Akram
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I found it peculiar that those who wanted to take military action could - with 100 per cent certainty - know that the weapons existed and turn out to have zero knowledge of where they were.
The areas of consensus shift unbelievably fast; the bubbles of certainty are constantly exploding.
quote by Rem Koolhaas
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Unless you've been there before
Do you know how I feel?
Do you have any idea how painful it can be?
Have you felt worse before?
Have you ever felt half less?
No, have you?
Do you know how confusing life had been?
Can you feel it?
The pain in my head?
No, can you?
Can you feel it?
Have ever been so different for you?
You want to experience things you don't know how close you are?
And you're here...
Just...don, t ask
No don't, until then
Unless you've been there before
poem by Ivan Chizurum Ezeigbo
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How It Feels to be 61
I was asked how it feels to be 61?
As if I was an exhibit.
Lost...
And finding my way back to a museum.
I didn't know whether to say I still felt like a human being.
Nothing about that has changed!
Was I being made to feel paranoid?
How could I avoid that 'look' if it was seen?
'I feel great!
I have never been this age before.
So the experience is new to me.
I can better respond to that,
When I turn 62! '
Sixty-two? SIXTY-TWO? ? ?
Seriously.
I never think of aging until someone brings it up.
When I am with my nephew and niece and their children,
We all have a lot of fun.
Now my brother-in-law and sister see them more than I do.
Maybe that is the reason they are less hesitant,
To jump around and giggle with them.
AL and my sister Mim look as if they have giggled out!
With expressions that beg for vacations.
I tell them all the time just how blessed they are!
'Yeah, we're smothered in our fortunes! '
I can just imagine!
Ahhh...to be 61!
God knows what He is doing.
Because I know if I had children...
They way these children are today?
I'd be sitting up in a prison.
Or strait jacketed in a pad locked cell!
I was extremely sad when my son Michael passed.
Many years ago!
But I can say I am rather glad...
Mimmie and AL had the task,
Of raising some wonderful children!
'Yes...
We are so blessed.
Aren't we AL? '
My sister Mimmie gives these looks,
That are so very funny!
I can look at them all and leave!
That's how it feels to be 61!
Kiss them all and leave with them my love.
And take some with me.
To a place where I have quiet and peace.
'Thank you, God! '
I was asked how it feels to be 61?
As if I was an exhibit.
Lost...
And finding my way back to a museum.
I didn't know whether to say I still felt like a human being.
Nothing about that has changed!
Was I being made to feel paranoid?
How could I avoid that 'look' if it was seen?
'How do I feel?
Great.
I had a wonderful workout with my great niece Kamara...
And my great nephew, Kevin...her brother!
I feel wonderful.
I go for my next workout sometime next month!
But I will take twice that time to rest...
In the quietness of my home! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Skipping Around Obstacles
It would be great if experience to one came,
Without the sacrificing of time...
To find fault or place blame.
Or the process of feeling some anguish and pain.
Wouldn't it be nice,
If it came with the throwing of dice?
And those wishing to have it,
Could barter for it in exchange.
Leaving complaints at a minimum.
With a bargain felt that had been obtained.
It would be delicious and lip licking good,
If the price of it could afford everyone's taste.
And no one would feel deprived of it,
No matter the neighborhood.
It would be great if experience to one came...
Overnight feeding everyone's appetite.
And those who make claims,
They have awakened with knowledge...
Would express more insight,
With eyes clear and bright!
But experience is what it is.
And it can not be taught to achieve.
'Excuse me professor,
Is it possible we can discuss that topic,
One more time?
Please? '
The one who acquires experience...
Isn't the one with a heart worn on a sleeve.
But has lived and learned from mistakes that were made.
And did not make excuses heard,
While gathering up the energy to again stand...
With no mention of having crawled on knees.
Experience does not come gift wrapped in a nice package.
Or skipping around obstacles,
To place that responsibility on someone else's back.
Experience doesn't come to be done like that!
'I am so glad I had that experience.
No one will ever know...
What it was like to see you,
Struggle as you carried my weight.
I so appreicate you giving me that experience.
WHEW!
Let me know when you are ready for more.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Of Going Back
at a certain point
our feet hurts
we want not just to cease walking
but to stop breathing
altogether
some memories await on the other
side of the road
you cross
and look forward
to something new
you sit on the pavement
like a child
waiting for Papa
you hold your favorite toy
and then you stand
and run
back into the lost corners
of your joys
finding the missing steps
the link to
completion
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hard Times (from Michigan)
In these hard times
Of unreported unemployed voices
Of ignored college graduates
Of desperate youth
As well as desperate old
In these times
Education is overlooked
Pale profit wins over ethics
Our youth gets pushed further
Further away from their hard earned achievements
Further away from their intricate dreams
In these times
Fresh bread is left behind to turn into mold
Experience overtakes knowledge
Education becomes a burden
The educated are the punished
When they should be awarded
Education is no longer counted as experience
Our interactions with one another
Is no longer experience
They become experience (in the eyes of employers) by the documentation of a paycheck
To be qualified
We must be paid to interact with each other
We must be paid to use our knowledge
We must be paid to develop our skills
When in reality
We pay for our education ourselves
And in our education in which we pay
We interact and learn from others without demanding to be paid
In the eyes of the employer
Education is not experience
Eight years of college and achieving a P.H.D.
Is no longer experience
What employers don't realize is...
Education is a full-time job
A full time job that we do not get paid for
Education doesn't employ us
We employ education for ourselves
Yet...education is still not experience
When will they open their eyes and enlighten their minds?
Education should never have to come last
But should always come first
No wonder we are behind
poem by Diana Poems
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Somehow I Am Immediately Alerted
If I can express,
From my own point of view...
A committment to honesty,
As 'my' experience with it
Allows me to be.
With a self assessment...
That encourages I should be limitation free.
I will not be seeking opinions,
As to how my own impressions...
Affect me emotionally,
Mentally or physically.
Somehow,
I am immediately alerted.
Or why my feelings are felt,
The way I feel them.
Somehow,
I am immediately alerted.
Nor am I going to address that in debate.
To await who wins!
Somehow,
I am immediately alerted.
If I say I feel a certain way about my life...
I do not seek a validation.
Nor will I take random surveys.
Somehow,
I am immediately alerted.
Any emotions I can not define...
That are mine,
Has very little to do with outside observations.
No needs do I have to schedule visits,
With qualifying psychiatrists.
Or analytical dissections of dysfunctions,
Performed by anyone ordained...
To deliver sermons from a pulpit.
And...
Who believes themselves to be more in touch,
With 'my' reality.
Since all my realities have my name on them!
My creditors will vouch for that!
And would be happy I've made any attempts,
To contact them at all!
So if there is anyone who is in doubt,
About what comes out of my mouth.
Know this...
Any questions I may have,
About my life and directions I take...
To broaden my own awareness,
Will 'first' be heard by God.
And what is decided from 'our' conferences...
More than likely!
And will produce all the comprehension I need.
Unless God is not available.
And it is rare I've had to reschedule,
Priorities to accomodate my visits with Him...
Her or IT.
So far,
I've been extremely fortunate...
To find I am expected.
Somehow,
I am immediately alerted about this!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Screen Behind The Mirror
(m.cretu.) .
Heres the mirror
Behind there is a screen
Turn around
On both ways you can get in
The experience of survival
Look around just people, can you hear their voice
Find the one wholl guide you to the limits of your choice
The experience / of survival
Try to think about it ...
Thats the chance to live your life and discover
Try to think about it
The experience of survival
The experience ...
The experience of survival
The experience ...
song performed by by Enigma
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Bus Trip To No Particular Place Pt. I
Pt I
Decided to go nowhere, yet cover great distances
Take a long time in arriving, to no one particular place
Experience other people’s ways of surviving
Experience their struggles, their unknowing grace
The bus trip started with no particular direction
It wasn’t my point to go from point A to Point B
The point was to get a feel for the face and complexion
Of my fellow travelers… across this asphaltic sea
A buzz cut young man, across the aisle, smiled and told me his story
Fresh out of high school and headed for camp Lejuene
Soon to be a proud Marine and bask in the glory
Yet fearing that combat and death could come soon
He transferred to another bus with a wistful smile and a wave
One could sense the reluctance of his leaving this place
Would destiny give him a bright future… or a dark grave?
But I didn’t begrudge him… his trip through this space
He was only the first person that I got to talk to and know
On my trip to nowhere…to no particular place
But my experience on this trip had barely begun to grow
My next would be that old lady staring out the window…into space
poem by David Whalen
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There can be no knowledge without emotion. We may be aware of a truth, yet until we have felt its force, it is not ours. To the cognition of the brain must be added the experience of the soul.
quote by Arnold Bennett
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Nothing us but only in between us
In finding you
I find me, in looking for you
You look for me, so in finding you finding me,
We finally find out, there is nothing us but only
You and me finding you and me, there is really
No us, just some things between us, always finding
You and me finding you always finding two
Not one, nothing one, but always two, a separate
You finding me and me finding you in this search in futility
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The only hope is that our civilization will collapse at a certain point, as always happens in history. Then, out of barbarity, a renaissance.
quote by Pierre Schaeffer
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