We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality.
quote by Iris Murdoch
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My if world
Escaping to the if world, where everything is possible
Changing my reality and live the impossible
Waving my magic stick so every wish come true
Sprinkling the fairy dust, believing this magic will do
Smelling vanilla scent, I reach imagination land
Here with my illusion beyond what you understand
In if world where puppets come to life
Where nymphs on rivers waiting to take a dive
Through this new frame of vision where everything is bright
I see smiles all around shinning in the light
Through this rose coloured glass lens where everything shines and glows
I see boys and girls waiting thier turns in the long adventure rows
In this blue horizon where all the ground is green
That's only seperated by the quiet water streams
I wave my magic stick and sprinkle the fairy dust
To spread the white hope, , that in here is a must
I wipe away all tears from the crying faces
Healing all the broken promises that were once taken
In the if world, wearing your skin alone makes you complete
Everything in here you own, there is nothing else you need
Where all the boys are kings and all the girls are queens
Wearing purple gowns, daring the time stream
If you ever needed me just call out my name
In imagination land you will find me on a task of building a way
That will connect the fantasy world to reality where you live
Reality that can be changed with the power of the word if
poem by Manar Mostafa
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Someday
Written by ricki & kim wilde
Do you remember when tears fell like rain
When hearts got broken again and again
The disillusionment after the pain
Seems everything stays the same
But time goes by and youve further to fall
You build your life like youre building a wall
Then it surrounds you, and though you may call
Youre voice is so small
And all your expectations of how life should be
Have needed correction
There is no perfection but
Someday maybe youll stop living
In a world of fantasy
Someday open up your mind and see
Live in a reality
Lifes in your hands but youre closing your mind
Cos youre afraid of the mess you will find
Youre scared thats love gonna leave you behind
That youre running out of time
And all your expectations of how life should be
Have needed correction
There is no perfection
But
Someday maybe youll stop living
In a world of fantasy
One day open up your mind and see
Live in a reality
Someday maybe youll stop looking
For a world of make believe
One day open up your eyes ans see
Make it a reality
Stop crying
Looking at life through bitter tears
And face your fears
To reveal the thruth inside
Just like a child
Someday maybe youll stop living
In a world of fantasy
One day open up your mind and see
Live in a reality
Maybe youll stop looking
For a world of make believe
Someday open up your eyes and see
Make it a reality
Someday...
Someday...
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Island of seclusion
We drift on a road to nowhere
Reality is not what it seems
It`s just a fantasy in our dreams
Getting through life by any means
Sometimes stuck in life`s latrines
Seems happiness is just an illusion
In a world of utter confusion
A story with no conclusion
So i seek my peace of mind
On an island where people are kind
And happiness is easy to find
In my world of delusion
I seek my island of seclusion
poem by Joseph Whelan
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In the World of Frail-Brick Words
I diligently built a solid world of
Frail-brick-words around you
When winds of fear
Uproot me from
All possible directions
I cling to your torso
In this solid world
Of frail-brick-words
Going round and round
In the square fantasy of yours
I always miss the centre
In this solid world
Of frail-brick-words
You're always on look out
To live a fantasy; travelled against
Time to reach my solid world
Of frail-brick-words
Expecting to drench yourself
In raining silver droplets
I traversed across
Terrains unknown to you
Sipping at the venom of
Reality for vigour, investing
Every nth part with an aura
Of fantasy in the solid world
Of frail-brick-words
Midway
We met
Between you and I
The dichotomy of
Your fantasy
My reality
Opened a newer dimension
Of realantasy to grapple with
Ah, this solid world
Of frail-brick-words!
In my snatches of proximity(?)
To the threshold of your world
I sought my own happiness
My very own sorrow...
The slightly opened door
Blended excellently
The lethal reality with
Honey-oozing fantasy
To brew a magic potion
To savour in my solitude
In this solid world
Of frail-brick-words
Every touch of your fingers
Hoisted flags of unexpressed sorrow
That rustled in every other life
Whoever said,
Life and living is
A cuppa one relaxes with?
You know
Those lucky, get a door
Opened to live a fantasy, at least
For a wink and there just in that
Fleeting moment of time
You traveled against time to grab
And encase yourself in a dropp of silver
Within the coarsely granulated
World of my frail-brick-words
In this solid world
Of frail-brick-words
The gush of words
You released on my wrinkling skin
Arrange themselves time and again
As what the world calls poetry
The words flip flap against
My make-believe-sky
And in the solid tomb where
I rest forever irrespective of seasons
Where pain or pleasure
Can no longer touch me
Ah, my very own solid world
Of frail-brick-words...
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Reality
The world that shown by flakes is so hard
Ruining reality
The illusion felt so real
Reality, where is my reality?
Everybody has a deep hole in their heart
Holding the wound and crying
But everybody keep moving forward
The world that shown by flakes
The world that I face now
If think it so
My reality
Reality is already here
Though it’s very painful
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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What Has Changed
The world as I saw it as a youth
changed slowly in my mind.
It was warm and kind and friendly,
everything I wished to find.
The warmth of the sun,
never feared.
The kindness of people,
to me endeared.
The friendliness of strangers,
volunteered.
All of this my eyes did see.
The world as I saw it in mid-life
changed quicker in my mind.
It was filled with doubt and sometimes grief,
not something I expected to find.
The insecurities of life,
to me all new.
The losses that occur,
to me so blue.
The threats to harmony,
to me, to you.
All of this my eyes did see.
The world as I see it in riper years
changes not one bit in my mind.
For I've learned through living every day
there is something I can find.
The peace of understanding
that things don't change.
The spirit of humanity
that can rearrange
the acceptance of reality
which is strange.
The illusion of falseness
which tries to derange
everything good that comes your way.
And when we live through our very last day
we find that the only thing that's changed
Are we.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Fantasize
We fantasize in our daydreams
the way we want things to be
wishing all the time
our fantasy will come true.
We find so much comfort
in our fantasy dream word
than we do in our reality
that we hope that one day
we can step out of this world
and step into that.
Saying to ourselves that it would be better
than the world we have,
but just suppose we did that.
Are we sure, it is what we really want?
No one will ever know,
as it is just our fantasy.
The one we fantasize about
when things get us down.
In our daydreams from time to time.
29 August 2011
poem by David Harris
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Love's illusion
You are a dream illusion of my reality,
You are the illusion of my dreams,
You are an illusion.
I try to live in dreams,
You see,
Dreams are my reality,
But don't be worried, my love,
They will disappear
Like bubbles
In the air,
Without leaving
Any trace in my memory.
They can form the illusion
Of the ideal perfect love,
More fragile
Than anything I know.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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The Primordial One
The Primordial One is immanent, while He’s never transcendent
And this existent world, at the beginning, was only His vision.
The Lord has Being to create his vision-world without lightweight
For this real world of Becoming, with His meticulous precision.
At the beginning, we were His imagination; we were a reason for creation
And, only for being with Him, He made us, in time, to become so real.
Tower of Babel wasn’t an illusion, when people suffered tongues confusion,
God isn’t an illusion in our perfection, when His plans He wants to reveal.
We are in our Apollinian illusion, when we think that God means confusion
And our own perfectionism we try to reach in the mean time.
But in the reality of our Apollinian confusion, God is no longer an illusion.
In this ache of Being and in this agony of Becoming, He’s sublime.
To reach our perfection we sing a hymn, we need to be with Him,
Because when we are not with Him, we are in the illusion of Being.
Without transmogrifying us, to transfigure Him, sometimes, we have a whim,
Because we need to understand our illusory own perfection in wellbeing.
We try to put ourselves in His place, in order to understand His grace
We need the Dionysian illusion of Being to experience the world we know.
In both Dionysian and Apolllinian illusions, we jump to our conclusions.
We are illusory Primordial Beings creating our Apollinian powerful show.
I am this person staring back from His mirror at me, I want existent to be.
I want to identify this image with myself and to realize who I really am.
Because of my sins I lost my serenity, I have a sense of my mistaken identity.
I was His dream, I am His child and for saving me He sent me His lamb.
Everyone is dreaming, but it seems that no one really believes in dreams.
One by one we need to wake up out of our own illusions of self.
The world of minds is the God's mental projection, it has interconnection.
Without this major pervasive reality, the world is not existent in itself.
The sufferings of people can be for some an illusory space, having no grace,
And they live in their own world of solely material realities without restricts.
Others believe in the world, which is non-physical and it's essentially spiritual,
They need a mental, spiritual and moral dimension to life, without conflicts.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Only A Dream
Standing by the elevator
Feeling gloomy and down
Waiting for the flashing light
To lift me up from the ground
Then the elevator opened
And I saw her standing there
She had to be a young executive
She looked so corporate and clean
And I thought Id seen her somewhere before
On the cover of a magazine
I didnt think shed even look at me
Or bother to glance my way
But she actually smiled at me and said
Hi-ya handsome, have a good day
Chorus:
I must be dreaming if she looks at me
I gotta be dreaming, is it a fantasy
Now Ive got positive emotions
Buzzing round every molecule in me
I gotta be dreaming, is it reality
But over and over I live that memory
Was it real or only a dream
La la la la
Was it my imagination playing tricks on me
When she looked my way
Maybe she took me for somebody else
Whatever it was, it made my day, hey hey
I wake up in the morning
Smiling with anticipation
Suddenly I feel alive
Face the world with expectation
I must be dreaming this world is a better place
Was my imagination playing tricks on me
Was it real or only a dream?
I see a great big sunset
Where only clouds used to be
Was it all an illusion, is it fantasy
If its just a dream
Its good enough for me, yeah yeah
Waiting by the elevator
Feeling optimistic and keen
Waiting for my executive goddess
To appear as if in a dream
Then the elevator opened
She was talking to another guy
And I tried to say hello to her
But I failed to even catch her eye
Then everybody crowded inside
And I sadly stood my ground
Thinking lifes just like that elevator
It takes you up and brings you down
Chorus
Was it only an illusion
Was it real or only a dream
Chorus
song performed by by Kinks
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A Rock n Roll Fantasy
Hello you, hello me, hello people we used to be
Isnt it strange, we never changed
Weve been through it all yet were still the same
And I know its a miracle, we still go, and for all we know
We might still have a way to go
Hello me, hello you, you say you want out
Want to start anew, throw in your hand
Break up the band, start a new life, be a new man
But for all we know, we might still have a way to go
Before you go, theres something you ought to know
Theres a guy in my block, he lives for rock
He plays records day and night
And when he feels down, he puts some rock n roll on
And it makes him feel alright
And when he feels the world is closing in
He turns his stereo way up high
He just spends his life, living in a rock n roll fantasy
He just spends his life, living on the edge of reality
He just spends his life, in a rock n roll fantasy
He just spends his life, living in a rock n roll fantasy
He just spends his life, living on the edge of reality
He just spends his life, in a rock n roll fantasy
He just spends his life, livingt in a rock n roll fantasy
Look at me, look at you
You say youve got nothing left to prove
The king is dead, rock is done
You might be through but Ive just begun
I dont know, I feel free and I wont let go
Before you go, theres something you ought to know
Dan is a fan and he lives for our music
Its the only thing that gets him by
Hes watched us grow and hes seen all our shows
Hes seen us low and hes seen us high
Oh, but you and me keep thinking
That the worlds just passing us by
Dont want to spend my life, living in a rock n roll fantasy
Dont want to spend my life living on the edge of reality
Dont want to waste my life, hiding away anymore
Dont want to spend my life, living in a rock n roll fantasy...
song performed by by Kinks
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Redemption
I sit in a world that is my reality,
As I ponder the meaning of mortality.
It is my destiny it is my fate,
To leave behind this world of hate.
Today I wonder a world of perplexity,
Tomorrow I dance in a being of no complexity,
I will have no fear I will have no insecurity,
As I walk through the fields of purity.
I will leave all the hate and pains,
And I shall live in a world with no chains.
I will live in peace and I will live in serenity,
And I shall gain my full identity.
I shall not die I shall merely fade to a world of fantasy,
I will fumble with the perfect existence and living in a state of being like ecstasy.
I will dance with the stars and dance with eternity,
And leave behind all modernity.
I will be in peaceful being,
There will be no hiding and no more fleeing.
I will become what humanity has only dreamed,
From this world of sin and lies I shall be redeemed.
By: Bethany J. Maxwell
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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The World Where You Live
Here's someone now whose got the muscle
His steady hand could move a mountain
Expert in bed but come on now
There must be something missing
That golden one leads a double life
You'll find out
But i don't know where you go
Do you climb into space
To the world where you live
The world where you live
So here we lie against each other
These four walls can never hold us
We're looking for wide open spaces
High above the kitchen
And we're strangers here
On our way to some other place
But i don't know where you go
Do you climb into space
To the world where you live
The world where you live
The world where you live
When friends come round
You might remember and be sad
Behind their eyes is unfamiliar
Do you climb into space
To the world where you live
The world where you live...
song performed by by Crowded House
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World Where You Live
Here's someone now whose got the muscle
His steady hand could move a mountain
Expert in bed but come on now
There must be something missing
That golden one leads a double life
You'll find out
But i don't know where you go
Do you climb into space
To the world where you live
The world where you live
So here we lie against each other
These four walls can never hold us
We're looking for wide open spaces
High above the kitchen
And we're strangers here
On our way to some other place
But i don't know where you go
Do you climb into space
To the world where you live
The world where you live
The world where you live
When friends come round
You might remember and be sad
Behind their eyes is unfamiliar
Do you climb into space
To the world where you live
The world where you live...
song performed by by Crowded House
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Day Dreaming
I day dream most times
day and night
and come back to
This Reality
with a Start.
Day-Dream world
pleases me;
rich
tapestries
and there
many of my lives
converge and mingle.
Is it so wrong to live there
much of my day?
To wrap my Soul
in that world and play?
So many of the things
I love
only reside there
what harm
can there be with
loving and being with
that pleasing Reality?
Swapping day Dream World
for work
and this Harsh Life
seems
only a proposition
one might accept
who likes harsh.
I do not.
I like rainbows
and pretty things
and they
all live
and sing
in my Day Dreams.
You can find me there
by singing.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Hostage's Illusion
Help!
Being held hostage
by Reality
call the Illusion Police
who can come to stage
my imaginary release
whereby I can triumphantly
return to Reality
where my bonds
have been illusioned away
by a Reality
which provides me
a different kind of Illusion
such that I can have
my free choice
between the two;
and which is which
between I and you.
Suddenly you touch me
and I am confused
and retreat to my
preferred
illusion;
an add-on.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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World Of Make Believe
[Bonus track]
On golden wings
She flies at night
With her dress
It's blinding white
Countless diamonds
And her long blonde hair
The queen is coming
So you better be aware
Her plums and flowers
They're never the same
Blue and silver
It's all her game
Flying dragons
And enchanted woods
She decides, she creates
It's her reality
[REF:] In her world of dreams and make believe
She reigns forever
With all her glory
Unicorns appear in her sight
The fireflies lead her trough these woods at night
In search of the legendary amulet
And it's secret
In the big oak there is a door
Which will lead her
To the wizard shore
And she'll ask him
For the wind to sail her home
To the world where she belongs
[REF:] In her world of dreams and make believe
She reigns forever
With all her glory
In this world of endless fantasy
She makes it happen
It's her reality
[REF:] In her world of dreams and make believe
She reigns forever
With all her glory
In this world of endless fantasy
She makes it happen
It's her reality
song performed by by Within Temptation
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World Of Make Believe
[Bonus track]
On golden wings
She flies at night
With her dress
It's blinding white
Countless diamonds
And her long blonde hair
The queen is coming
So you better be aware
Her plums and flowers
They're never the same
Blue and silver
It's all her game
Flying dragons
And enchanted woods
She decides, she creates
It's her reality
[REF:] In her world of dreams and make believe
She reigns forever
With all her glory
Unicorns appear in her sight
The fireflies lead her trough these woods at night
In search of the legendary amulet
And it's secret
In the big oak there is a door
Which will lead her
To the wizard shore
And she'll ask him
For the wind to sail her home
To the world where she belongs
[REF:] In her world of dreams and make believe
She reigns forever
With all her glory
In this world of endless fantasy
She makes it happen
It's her reality
[REF:] In her world of dreams and make believe
She reigns forever
With all her glory
In this world of endless fantasy
She makes it happen
It's her reality
song performed by by Within Temptation
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Where Is The Other World?
WHERE IS THE OTHER WORLD?
Where is the other world?
What is the other world?
Is there Another World?
What do the Dead do after they die?
Is the Life in the Other World a real life?
Do we know each other as persons in the Other World?
Are we better and kinder there?
Do we love others there in a truer way?
Are we closer to God there?
Is the Other World being with God?
What can it mean to be with God?
Why when we die do we not die forever?
Is there another world?
Do we live forever in it?
Does God love us there?
Are we still the same people in the other world
That we were here?
What can it mean to live a life
In the other world?
Why should those in the other world enjoy their time and eternity there
When down here
Those who love them
Grieve for them so?
What is the Other World
And what could it mean
To be in it with all others forever,
When our world here is still going on?
Why do we live and die here?
What is the other world exactly?
Where is the other world?
Who is in it now?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Appearances
We live in a world of appearances,
Where reality and fantasy are two other extremes.
One is what it really is, the other is what you dream.
My life is filled with contradictory messages,
only I am the fool, for I pretend to the world what I don’t want to be,
but in my heart that’s not what I see.
How long can I play this game until my sore bleed?
I must realize what I’m doing and stop myself in my tracks,
For this might go on too long, and by then there’s no turning back.
Written by Suze' Chevalier
July 1995
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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