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Why don't the names of Buddha, Mohammed, Confucius offend people? The reason is that these others didn't claim to be God, but Jesus did.

quote by Josh McDowell
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I believe in God, but not as one thing, not as an old man in the sky. I believe that what people call God is something in all of us. I believe that what Jesus and Mohammed and Buddha and all the rest said was right. It's just that the translations have gone wrong.

quote by John Lennon
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You're The Buddha

There were times when i thought there was nothin' in this world
There was nothin' in this world for me
Everywhere i looked there was trouble in my life
Trouble far as i could see
Hey there's a man doin' alright
What's his philosophy?
He come over here and whispered in my ear
You're the buddha, you're the christ,
You're the mohammed, and the mother mary
So who am i so nervous and shy
To be brilliant and talented
It's the light not the dark that frightens us most
And the power lies in our head
You playin' small doesn't help at all
The world need the things you give
Switch yourself on, turn the pressure on
You're the buddha, you're the christ,
You're the mohammed, and the mother mary
There are times when i think there's plenty in this world
There's plenty in this world for me
Anytime i see trouble in my life
It becomes an opportunity
Now there's a chance to make the world dance
You do it unconsciously
Help this winter turn into spring
You're the buddha, you're the christ,
You're the mohammed, and the mother mary

song performed by by Howard Jones
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Buddha Within....

Buddha's tears...
on the faces of every
hungry child in the world.
Buddha's emptiness,
in the hearts of every
person who has no home.
Buddha's sorrow,
in the eyes of every
victim of the bombings.
Buddha's silence,
at the roar of every
religious fanatic.
Buddha's compassion,
in the dirt of every
human being fallen.
Buddha's forgiveness,
in the anger of every
person driven by prejudice.
Buddha within,
seeks to evolve!
Buddha within,
just to be!
Buddha within,
already there.
Buddha within,
always has been!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Deceptive Mind

Watch as His miracle unfolds.
And then you may believe.
You seem to doubt what is unseen.
Your mind it will deceive.

They claim Confucius did exist.
And say Jesus did not.
They believe his words of wisdom.
Not what Our Savior Jesus taught.

Maybe it's because they'd have to give.
And Sacrifice all they own.
The words of the wise may make you think.
But with those words you're still alone.

Our savior was beat and tortured.
Paid the price for the wrongs we do.
And bled to death up on a cross.
You believe this is untrue.

So when your at your bottom.
And to life you become a slave.
See if your friend Confucius,
Will pull you from your grave.

Or ask your Father Jesus.
To help you when your down.
See how quick he comes to you.
Then you'll give the King His crown.

You'll know he's always loved you.
And never left your side.
You'll be thankful to Him for all he did.
It was for all of us He died.

Like you before I never believed,
That he did pay the price.
But now I know about His true love.
And about His sacrifice.

For our mind is our worst enemy.
It fills us full of doubt.
With Him you'll think just with your heart.
And know what life is all about.

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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If we want to improve the world we cannot do it with scientific knowledge but with ideals. Confucius, Buddha, Jesus and Gandhi have done more for humanity than science has done. We must begin with the heart of man — with his conscience — and the values of conscience can only be manifested by selfless service to mankind.

quote by Albert Einstein
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Yee Bow

They got me into the Sunday-school
In Spoon River
And tried to get me to drop Confucius for Jesus.
I could have been no worse off
If I had tried to get them to drop Jesus for Confucius.
For, without any warning, as if it were a prank,
And sneaking up behind me, Harry Wiley,
The minister's son, caved my ribs into my lungs,
With a blow of his fist.
Now I shall never sleep with my ancestors in Pekin,
And no children shall worship at my grave.

poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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Buddha Born, Buddha Dying!

the buddha in me
looks like the buddha in you,
smells like, tastes like,
feels like, talks like....

i feel your need,
for you are part of mine.
you taught me about love,
when you were hurting.

the buddha in me,
reaches out to the buddha in you.
we inhale and exhale,
and night becomes day.

the buddha in you,
the question and the answer.
each a part of the other,
one must be for both to be.

the buddha in me, the buddha in you...
light born of darkness,
darkness comforts light.
the buddha born, the buddha dying,

no difference, no loss,
the journey goes on.

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Let us thank our Gods..

Buddha was a human and a Hindu,
And he worshiped the Hindu Gods,
Instead of worshiping Hindu Gods,
Why do people worship Buddha?

Jesus was a human and a Jew,
And he worshiped the Father,
Instead of following his religion,
Why do people worship Jesus?

These are the questions of logic,
We may provide the answers of magic,
If Religions were gate way to heaven,
Where our ancestors went in BCs?

I like the teaching of Jesus,
Who asks us to love our foes.
I like the teachings of Mohammad,
as he eliminated injustices.

We, the human, elevated ourselves,
From the hardship that Gods have created.
From naked human to today's technocrats,
We have evolved from ignorance.

Let us take the religion for guidance,
not to inflict hatred on another human.
Let us take the doctrines for consolations,
not to hurt another human with weapons.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Christmas! Humbug

Was at a friends the other day
And had 3 games of pool
Of course he beat me didn’t he
He made me feel a fool

(not really it just rhymes, next time I’ll beat the butt of him)
(With the cue)

Well that’s another story
What this poem's really about
That Christmas is such a humbug
It seems to have lost its clout

What’s happened to its meaning
Got lost in the course of time
Some idiots say it's offensive
And could not care a dime

Leave Jesus out of Christmas they cry
For fear of losing face
It might offend some others
Perhaps others of a different race

Well that’s the biggest load of crap
That I have ever heard
Who are these faceless monsters
They must be a load of nerd

Leave Jesus out of Christmas
Not likely my old friend
I for one couldn’t care a toot
Whoever it might offend

No law or legislation
Can stop that which is true
For Jesus came at Christmas
To save the likes of me and you

So when you're out there Christmas shopping
Spare a thought for He who cares
He who came that Christmas morn
To answer all our prayers

poem by Don Pengilly
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Everybody Loves Me, Baby

Everybody Loves Me Baby
Don McLean
From his "American Pie" LP
This song was not released as a single
: One, two, three, four!
Fortune has me well in hand, armies 'wait my command
My gold lies in a foreign land buried deep beneath the sand
The angels guide my ev'ry prayer, my enemies are sick or dead
But all the victories I've led haven't brought you to my bed
CHORUS:
You see, everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Now the purest race I've bred to be to live in my democracy
And the highest human pedigree awaits the first-born boy baby
And my face on ev'ry coin engraved, the anarchists are all enslaved
My own flag is forever waved by the grateful people I have saved
CHORUS:
You see, everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Now, no man is beyond my claim when land is seized in the people's name
By evil men who rob and maim, if war is hell, I'm not to blame!
Why, you can't blame me, I'm Heaven's child, I'm the second son of Mary mild
And I'm twice removed from Oscar Wilde, but he didn't mind, why, he just smiled
Yes, and the ocean parts when I walk through, and the clouds dissolve and the sky turns blue
I'm held in very great value by everyone I meet but you
'cause I've used my talents as I could, I've done some bad, I've done some good
I did a whole lot better than they thought I would so, c'mon and treat me like you should!
Because everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Yeah, everybody loves me, baby, what's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?

song performed by by Don McLean
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White Republican Male Jesus?

White Republican Male Jesus?

what about...
black Jesus, brown Jesus,
Asian Jesus, atheist Jesus,
female Jesus, poor Jesus,
jobless Jesus, prison Jesus,
homeless Jesus, illegal immigrant Jesus?

dog Jesus, cat Jesus,
baby in a dumpster Jesus,
addict Jesus, old Jesus?

gay Jesus, union Jesus,
hungry Jesus, foreign Jesus?
bumming a cup of coffee Jesus?

brother Jesus, sister Jesus?
just bombed Jesus,
food stamp Jesus?

how many bodies? how many crosses?
you tell me!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Just Picked Up Your Trash!

the squirrel,
climbing the tree,
is buddha.
as is the cloud,
covering the sun.
the mountain is buddha,
as is the pebble...
and the river is buddha,
with the illusion of flowing.
you are buddha,
your enemy is buddha.
your lover is buddha,
as is the crap you just took!
do you see what you see?
do you taste what you taste?
do you smell what you smell?
do you feel what you feel?
or are you each of these?
enlightenment just picked up your trash!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Mirror Of Humanity

there is a line
in Jesus's face,
just below His eyes...

and on that line
are written the names
of all the children
in the world
dying of starvation...

there is a line
in Buddha's face,
just below his eyes....

and on that line
are written the names
of all the children
in the world
whose familes have
been killed by the
bombs and bullets.

there is a line
in my own face,
just below my eyes...

and on that line
are written the names
of all the children
in the world
i let down when
i dont do my best,
to stand up strong
for equality and peace.

have you looked in a
mirror lately?

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Awakening The Buddha

this chanting to the bronze buddha
done with sincerity awakens the buddha in the self
the buddha that comes to one's own salvation
the one chanted to, remains as the buddha
in the world of absolute nothingness

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Being Boiled

Ok, ready. let's do it
Listen to the voice of buddha
Saying stop your sericulture
Little people like your offspring
Boiled alive for some god's stocking
Buddha's watching, buddha's waiting
Just because the kid's an orphan
Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying
Children don't forget this torture
Just because you call her mother
Doesn't mean that she's your better
Once more with the voice of buddha
He'll say carry on your slaughter
Who cares for the little children
You may slice with no conviction
Blind revenge on a blameless victim

song performed by by Human League
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Find it funny when the punch-line was You. And You don't like my punk boy attitude. You didn't smile when I checked out that girl, or when my sin kept me in the world. And then I claim all I wanna do is praise Your name. I hate my sin, destroy it and mold in me from within. And then I claim all I wanna do is praise Your name. I hate my sin, destroy it and mold in me from within. And now I'm trying to keep the bad stuff away, but if I forget to keep Your word and pray. I love You Jesus, I need Your love in my life. I love You Jesus, I want to be like You Christ. And now I'm trying to keep the bad stuff away, but if I forget to keep Your word and pray. I love You Jesus, I need Your love in my life. I love You Jesus, I want to be like You Christ.

song performed by by Relient K
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The fact is that far more crime and child abuse has been committed by zealots in the name of God, Jesus and Mohammed than has ever been committed in the name of Satan. Many people don’t like that statement, but few can argue with it.

quote by Carl Sagan
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Many Are The People

I see a tree.
But knowing what it goes through,
On a daily basis to be a tree...
I can't say I know.
Therefore,
A knowing about it...
I can not prove or show.

I see squirrels, birds, cats and dogs,
On a daily basis...
To be what is perceived are animals.
Are they more or less intelligent than you,
Or me?
I can not claim to know this.
None have I met to chat with personally.

And that applies to people.
Many are the people with different ethnicities.
Many are their languages spoken,
And only fluent am I in one of these.
With a labelling by races and religious philosophies.
But can I claim to know them?
Not really. That would be too presumptuous of me.

But there are those who claim to know,
What is unseen.
They claim to know what others do,
Without having them on the scene.
Walk down any street anywhere and hear folks say,
Something about someone else to belittle and demean.
And not know one thing about them but they do it anyway.

Many are the people who would have others believe,
They know everything about someone else...
Including their history.
And these very same people are the reason why,
There is confusion and chaos in other people's lives...
From an ignorance known that shows.
And that fact should be prioritized as an agenda to realize.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Get Up In Jesus Name

(mike curtis/marty raybon)
Get up in, get up in jesus name
The lord is calling daily to those
Who would be saved
Dont go down defeated while victorys
Here to claim
Get up, get up, get up in jesus name
At the gate called beautiful, there laid out in the street
A poor and lowly beggar who was crippled in his feet
As john and peter passed him, they saw his need was bad
They had no gold or silver, but they gave him what they had
Get up in, get up in jesus name
The lord is calling daily to those
Who would be saved
Dont go down defeated while victorys
Here to claim
Get up, get up, get up in jesus name
In the day which we live in, theres evil everywhere
The body seems discouraged and overcome with fear
Well God is needing soildiers, to get out of the pews
And take hold of the power that john and peter used
Get up in, get up in jesus name
The lord is calling daily to those
Who would be saved
Dont go down defeated while victorys
Here to claim
Get up, get up, get up in jesus name

song performed by by Lee Ann Womack
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Being Boiled

Listen to the voice of Buddha
Saying stop your sericulture
Little people like your offspring
Boiled alive for some God's stocking
Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting
Just because the kid's an orphan is no excuse for thoughtless slaying
Children, don't forget this torture just because you call her mother
Doesn't mean that she's your better
Once more with the voice of Buddha
He'll say carry on your slaughter
Who cares for the little children?
You may slice with no conviction
Blind revenge on a blameless victim
Listen to the voice of Buddha
Saying stop your sericulture
Who cares for the little children?
You may slice with no conviction
Blind revenge on a blameless victim
Listen to the voice of Buddha
Listen to the voice of Buddha
Listen to the voice of Buddha

song performed by by Simple Minds
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