Of this our true individual life, our present life is a glimpse, a fragment, a hint, and in its best moments a visible beginning.
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Lifes Projection
Inside an individual's life is a projection
of their life story, created from the Lamp of Divine light.
This Divine Light, focused, condensed, into a strong beam
projecting the ongoing life story of the individual.
This beam of Divine Light shines through the shutter
of moments connected by consciousness.
Consciousness acts like film, where the life story of the individual is experienced, acted on, and stored. The shutter of moments lets the Divine Light through because each moment is in the right position.
poem by Bullion Grey
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Behind Every Gross Appearance Has Invisible Subtle!
Isn't it true
neither moon nor universe, not
even I or you are visible without the
invisible in us.
Visible all are, only because of
that more invisible in us! Behind every visible gross
appearance, there is more
invisible subtle appearance,
When we look at the picture,
We usually forget the canvas,
When watching a TV program, usually we can't see how
invisible electrons produce the
image.
I cannot see my own face,
just as God hides his face to us...
Therefore, could it be that we
have one and the same face?
our face is one of His face,
Yet as he can look at his other
faces using one that he can't see,
We are looking at our other faces
using this one, That we can't see,
This is the truth that The God
uses this face to look at other
faces! Yet we visible to that invisible,
And we are visible only due to
that invisible ground on which
whole world play,
World itself is visible face of that
invisible face, Every life become visible only
because of that who hides is face
behind beauty and ugly faces
alike!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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I Could Not Ask For More
Lying here with you listening to the rain smiling just to see the smile upon your face these are the moments I thank God that Im alive these are the moments Ill remember all my life
Ound all Ive waited for and I could not ask for more looking in your eyes seeing all I need everything you are is everything to me these are the moments I know heaven must exist t
Are the moments I know all I need is this I have all Ive waited for and I could not ask for more I could not ask for more than this time together I could not ask for more than this time
You every prayer has been answered every dream I haves come true and right here in this moment is right where Im meant to be here with you here with me these are the moments I thank
That Im alive these are the moments Ill remember all my life Ive got all Ive waited for and I could not ask for more chorus I could not ask for more than the love you give me coz
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L Ive waited for and I could not ask for more I could not ask for more
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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Frozen in Time
Are you giving me a chance?
To see my past
Or to see my future
Just a glimpse to one place
Would I want to see what has already happed?
Or learn what is to become of me later in life
You tell me make your choice
Whether to go forward or back
To the beginning of time
Or the revolution of the future
Will I like either or
Will I feel cold on my past?
Or hate my future
I will never know
For I am stuck in the present
poem by Gabriell Albert
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Contemplation
I see an elderly man in need.
I stop - I help.
He thanks me, again and again.
But, that's not the point.....
- that's not IT.
The real gratitude - the true feeling -
Is following the sweet urging of Life.....
- the Love of life, within the love for others.
... I contemplate this, as he waves and goes along his way.....
Contemplation is
Experiencing the presence of God.
Life is present;
How could I not contemplate it.
- These moments, they come,
So unsuspected.
They go, so quickly;
I don't want to let go
... still, they pass...
My world is changed
- for the better -
Forever.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Life
life is unfair
it seems you don't get everything you needed
life is like a battlefield
there's always a war to deal with
in life all i can hear is the sound of people screaming
in life all i can see is tragedies
people dying over there, people dying over here
life is like a novel
it has its beginning and its ending
life is a like a 3D video game
but only play in reality
every moments
every second
every hour
every year
people are dying
life is like a barren field
life is like a broken wing
oh life
why do have to come this way
why do you bring people into this
why there is to many wars
life
poem by Guenael Oristel
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The greatest thing in family life is to take a hint when a hint is intended-and not to take a hint when a hint isn't intended.
quote by Robert Frost
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My Pillar
Life and its tragedies
Life and its mysteries,
Life and its challenges,
The unbearable moments,
The deepest fears,
In my moments of weakness,
You remain my pillar of strength
Life and its hopeless wishes,
Life and its unrealistic myths,
Life and its broken dreams,
The moments of agony
The moments of wrong visions,
You remain my pillar of reality
Life and its conspiracy,
The innuendo and insinuations,
Life and its unintented outcomes,
The hopeless hope
The faithless faith
You remain my pillar of hope
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Dont Let The Sun Go Down On Me
I cant light no more of your darkness
All my pictures seem to fade to black and white
Im growing tired and time stands still before me
Frozen here on the ladder of my life
Too late to save myself from falling
I took a chance to change your way of life
But you misread my meaning when I met you
Closed the door and left me blinded by the light
Oh, oh
Dont let the sun go down on me
Although I searched myself
Its always someone else I see
Im just another fragment of your life
To wander free
But losing everything
Is like the sun going down on me
Sun going down on me
I cant find all the right romantic lines
But see me once and see the way I feel
Dont discard me just because you think I mean you harm
But these cuts I have for any love
And love to help them heal, help them heal
Dont let the sun go down on me
Although I searched myself
Its always someone else I see
Im just another fragment of your life
To wander free, free
But losing everything is like the sun going down on me
(dont let the sun go down on me)
Although I searched myself
Its always someone else that I see
Im just another fragment of your life
To wander free, free
But losing everything
Is like the sun going down on me
Sun going down on me
Dont let it go down on me
Dont let the sun go down on me
Dont let the sun go down on me
Dontcha let the sun go down
Go down on me, no no no
Dont let the sun
Dont let the sun go down
Dont let the sun go down on me
Dont let the sun go down
Dont let it go down, no no no no
No no no
Dont let the sun go down on me
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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Rays of the Sun
The rays of the sun is glowing right in front of my eyes. Few moments ago the sky was pitch dark and now all of a sudden I can see the sky clearing up. The clowds are paving their way towards brightness. Beauty of the sun is visible so clearly as it is round and so bright. Nothing is to fear since fear has cleared its way. Bright is life, beauty is visible so clearly. I have to face everything by displaying courage, even when darkness seems to be covering my destiny. Have to be strong and happy.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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The Death Of Me
Death sat
contemplating suicide
while speaker after speaker
opined:
The scientist intoned;
'The Cell is immortal
only personalities die;
Death cannot commit suicide! '
The Buddhist decried
all end points
citing endless cycles, renewals.
and reincarnations.
The biologist argued
that the only death that
mattered was the death of species;
'Individual biology matters least.'
'Only the planet matters'
said the environmentalist.
America lofted the individual
graffiting on the Universal wall
'All Death is the Death of the individual.'
The British had no remedy
offering instead a spot of tea
saying Death Down
is better sipped
with chin-up determination.
The pastor said
'Death is but a passage
on to Heaven or Hell
and best to get your life straightened out
before you hear that tolling bell.'
The Fatalist said 'do it, do it.'
It is inevitable'
'Death' said the existentialist
'is other people who
can kill your spirit
even before Death comes-
you arrive already dead
at Deaths Door.
Life too
is other people
who can make Death mute
in a life well understood.
But, above all
Death cannot commit suicide;
if you do I will have nothing to write about'
said the Existentialist.
Death rose finally and spoke
in breathy tones:
'I admit
I have enjoyed
the praise of the Fatalist;
enjoyed my role as the Last Aribitor
of Grim Joy
and Lifeless Bravado;
all come to me
with diverse faces
fear, hunger, worshiping or welcoming;
but my Joyless Smile
silences all of them
because on this side of the portal
I am King.
To some I am Joy, or Release
others see me as Horror Grim.
But I am
to me
much maligned
and misunderstood.
Now in my own Suicide;
all this will be clarified
my death means the end of time;
the end of all history.
Birth too
shall also end
with my demise.'
'My suicide'
Death said
is then, too,
the Death of all Things,
because Life has no place
in the Universe
without first
I, Death,
having also lived.
You humans
fragment what is an Immutable Whole
and point to fragmented beginnings and endings;
guide your lives by these
and blind yourself to the Wholism Seed
which says;
there is no beginning and no end
there is only the passing
through the Passages
where Birth is the very End
and too
the very beginning
mediated by the Grim Gatekeeper:
Me.
Life spoke saying
'Death you say
that your demise
is essential to my own beginning,
that without endings
there can be clearly no beginnings
and with no Stops On The Railway
of Time and Space;
everything ceases to exist.
'So Friend Death you say
we should relent:
for all to continue
to exist
we must forbear you
so that the flowers might bloom
so that time continues to mate with space,
so that all that is possible
is birthed
from Death's fine potential;
and Life's creation
is of a piece
made possible too
by your suicide.
I Life, owe you
everything.'.
Death sprang from his seat.
'You make a mockery of me?
Do you say that I am but a path
to you Life and irrelevant;
only a handmaiden
to your purpose.? '
Death's anger was livid red
with his dark countenance
the mix was maroon tint.
Life stood his ground
to rejoin:
'
'You Death have a fatal flaw:
in laying claim
as life's progenitor
once spent and shorn you say
we all fall into your arms
to reluctantly embrace the night;
our true inheritor? '
Life stood her full height
sputtering
'The purpose of existence is not Death
but Life.'
You have misunderstood;
Death is not the dying
nor is it the Surrender of Life.
In Death
not only does the individual die
but sadly Death
you too
also die
because the dream is one of Immortality
not Dead Death
that you represent.
Indeed you are the Grim
and with each day
have no memory
that you are the dead
one dying;
most times by suicide.
Shocked and humbled
Death gasped.
'Can this be true? '
'I die a thousand million death's
so that you life
can renew? '
'True' Life said
You are not Martar but obstacle to the New
and die so that
I
Life can be.'
You are a means
not the end.
'Think on this Death.
Came Life renew from Grim Death?
That is too precious an irony and
more
is likely untrue.'
'No Life renews from Life
and you Death must step aside
by natural cause,
or suicide.
Blanching
Death said
'All of this then
predicates on the Death of Me
endlessly? '
'I think so' said Life;
and it was so
that Death
then died by his own hand;
a reluctant suicide;
saying:
Death is individual
including mine;
repeated endlessly
its seems
for all time
and each time
I forget,
it seems
my own
death
is doomed
to repeat again
and I not remember..
'All Death'
Death said
in his last swoon
is the
Death of Me.'
My own Death
not remembered.
'And' Life said
'if you don't go willingly
or by suicide
Nature has decreed
you will have to go
Unpeacefully
by my hand.
'Such a simple truth.'
Death said
'Life is first in all
of the Universe
and Death
is last
and favored least.
Tragic, too,
because it is my destiny
to Die
again, and again
by my own hand.
'Saddest of all Ironies
I am Death
and I die too
but last
my death is noble best.'
Death said with his last breath
With that
he expired;
Life catching
his final expiration.
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Life……
Always give more to life, never count the gifts we gave..
Do keep a count of sweet memories, cause they are all we save..
Never ask too much from life, never be too keen to take..
Read the book called 'Life', learn from the mistakes we make..
We tend to curse our life, when life brings us pain..
Do ever we bless our life, when life brings peace and sain..
Big joys don't matter to us, small problems hurt too much..
We count the knock out punches, we forget the gentler touch..
Life is always a wish, we pray for better then best..
We seek self satisfaction, we end up neglecting the rest..
Life is a roller coaster ride, full of twist and turn..
each ride should bring more smiles, each turn should have more fun..
Life is fighting a war, some battles are won while others are lost..
Loosing may cause some pain, but winning comes at a greater cost..
Life is an individual sport, it depends on how we play..
Winning and loosing should not matter, take new challenges everyday..
Life is a sweet smile, life is a salty tear..
Life is the heart of courage, life is our darkest fear..
Life seeks for true love, Life needs our trust..
Everything for life is an option, for us all that is must..
Life is a tower of cards, you need to build it slow..
Life can fall apart to pieces, with a gentle blow..
Life is a silent river, lay in its flow and let it drift..
Respect life, if you respect god for life is his greatest gift..
Don't count moments in life, Cherish the life each moment brings to you..
Life can mold in different shapes, it depends on what we do..
Time is the greatest healer, if this is really true..
Keep good faith in life, and life will have faith in you..
poem by Abhijit Surve
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Disgruntled 'Wannabees
Disgruntled 'wannabees',
Voicing their critiques to leave...
Are unaware they motivate,
Those who await their premeditated hatred...
To express with confessions,
A wish to live someone else's life.
Without a hint or a clue,
What another has gone through...
To spend a few moments they have earned,
To stand momentarily under a spotlight...
Every moment of their life,
That has been desired and yearned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Remember
I remember moments of happiness
Coming home, goo goo eyed
After talking to a boy I liked
I remember moments of sadness
Coming home, teary eyed
After leaving my heart as a memento
To that boy I really liked
I remember moments of peace
After winning one of life's battles
Having a conscience the weight of air
I remember moments of bliss
After walking the quarter of a lifemile
Finding a true friend
I remember moments of grief
After finding that dear friend
Would never have breakfast again
I remember moments of laughter
After the past had past
And the rearview revealed frustration's
humor
I remember moments of tears nectar
When I found my dreams dead
After the doctor helped me number my
days
I remember moments of pain
When all I ever needed was lacked
And all I ever lacked was needed
I remember moments of gain
After all I ever wanted was mine
And all I ever wanted to be was I
I remember moments of love
When a hug made my heart skip
And a smile made my life smile
I remember moments of hurt
When pain blurred love's beauty
And that hug made my heart shrug
I remember moments like this
When I remember all I remember
And remember that life is but a moment.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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Timeslot
honestly lies of what life, let it go as together
we track the spell, be the moment of perfume
of a golden memory of our stay, now dream that
your the Queen and I am the King forever, an
imagination again face in my heart
I love you, I love you, oh! of what is true in my life
lives me from now on; it will be of no end, and
someone tells that we will meet again, a same
old feeling of never change that ends
you will be back, with a waiting of magic in your
hand and I truly wait in your loving arm, feel my
life, like a true lightning of today's beginning
overflow my life as you’re true, just for you and
you alone.....
poem by Antonio Liao
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0373 Regret
We have a 'past'...however, now, not true;
since only in the present is true life;
and yet, the heart may sometimes deeply rue
some past event, or memory of strife;
and in those moments, we may humbly yearn
for one to whom to offer up our tears;
to beg forgiveness; to some greater turn
that we may live beyond what failure fears;
and then we may seek transcendental One
to beg of him, return of soul to health;
or if we're so inclined, kneel to atone
to that one Self which is our very self.
Sometimes detachment pleads duality
to find our godly self in unity.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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My God, My God, Why Hast Thou Forsaken Me
My God, My God, why hast thou forsaken me, we all have such moments, all seems hopeless. There is nothing, still we go on, we find a way. If we have done works of the soul, if we have moments before the cross where we where true to our core, those muster seeds will carry our depths, our soul, our life to a new life here or to new lands, to new hope, to more noble fulfilling desires to better more refined worlds to come.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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Those Special Moments
If only we could keep
those moments from slippin' away,
grab hold of them and cherish them
and try to make them stay.
But moments like those so often
are hard to hold onto.
They slip right through your fingers
no matter what you do.
You can think about it, talk about it
and remember it for a while.
Then as time keeps rushing away
what's left is just a smile.
The smile that brings those moments back
as if they were happening now.
And those moments that happened long ago
come alive somehow.
And you realize just a glimpse of them
awakens how you feel.
It takes you back to those moments
that time can never steal.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Glimpse
In all my time I've seen but a glimpse
Of forgotten favours, odd behaviours
And life on a whole
Life on the role of an elder
On the promise of what and what not to tell her
Little is truth that could be reasoned with sanity
Or held close to the devilish vanity
Which the world holds as a trait
The glimpse I have seen holds little experience
Nor the acceptance of life and of fate
Just little people playing their part
To uphold the worlds fragile state
So I watch and review as best as I can
Is the world dependent on beast or on man?
For I see just a glimpse of the peace we expect
Less peace than there would be if we didn't reject
The severity our actions reflects on the future we hold
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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That this individual life of all of us is not something limited in its temporal expression to the life that now we experience, follows from the very fact that here nothing final or individual is found expressed.
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