Art need no longer be an account of past sensations. It can become the direct organization of more highly evolved sensations. It is a question of producing ourselves, not things that enslave us.
quote by Angela Carter
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New Sensations
I dont like guilt be it stoned or stupid
Drunk and disorderly I aint no cupid
Two years ago today I was arrested on christmas eve
I dont want pain, I want to walk not be carried
I dont want to give it up, I want to stay married
I aint no dog tied to a parked car
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
Talkin bout some new sensations
Talkin bout some new sensations
I want the principles of a timeless muse
I want to eradicate my negative views
And get rid of those people who are always on a down
Its easy enough to tell what is wrong
But thats not what I want to hear all night long
Some people are like human toulinols
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, ooohhh, new sensations
Talkin bout some new sensations
Talkin a new sensations
I took my gpz out for a ride
The engine felt good between my thighs
The air felt cool, its was forty degrees outside
I rode to pennsylvania near the delaware gap
Sometimes I got lost and had to check the map
I stopped at a roadside diner for a burger and a coke
There were some country folk and some hunters inside
Somebody got themselves married and somebody died
I went to the juke box and played a hillbilly song
They was arguing about football as I waved and went outside
And I headed for the mountains feeling warm inside
I love that gpz so much, you know that I could kiss her
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, ooohhh, new sensations
Talkin bout your new sensations
Talkin new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
...
song performed by by Lou Reed
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A Highly Evolved Being
A highly evolved being
would not kill,
A highly evolved being,
would meditate and be still.
A highly evolved being
is “positively aware”
of everything including
birds in the air.
A highly evolved being
enjoys everything
and needs nothing.
They do not need see evil to be
“Postively Aware”.
For a highly evolved being
only shares,
and really cares
For all are ALL ONE,
from the same source,
For life becomes a meditation
and everything is a part of the whole,
everything works together
helping each other grow.
Grow and become the best
that they can be,
To be an effect on the future
and make it filled with merriness and glee.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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A Highly Evolved Being Would Not Shoot Back
A highly evolved being would give its life
if you wanted to kill this being with a gun or a knife.
A highly evolved being would not shoot back,
for it knows it's soul lasts and lasts.
So as you see
on a highly evolved planet people don't die from greed.
They don't die at all
in fact they all have a ball
Not like on Earth where we are infants still
not like a real infant who is real.
Real before the innocence was lost
lost to the planetary dream which life costs.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Borders
Past the borders that divides us
of seeing, feeling, hearing and tasting
past thoughts, sensations of you and me
the ways how
we experience each other, the reality,
I want to go deeper to you
so that somewhere there
my inner eyes, my thoughts penetrate
to that which is the essence of our humanity
and in simplicity I do not want to wait longer
past the empty and vain game with a deeper meaning
not heeding the shallow things of the world
so that we can be aware of that which is holy,
more splendid and base love on eternal light.
[Reference: Borders by N.P. van Wyk Louw.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Bodies do not produce sensations, but complexes of elements (complexes of sensations) make up bodies.
quote by Ernst Mach
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Highly Evolved
I'm feelin happy
So highly evolved
My times a riddle that'll never be solved
Dreamin for somethin
Reachin for somethin
Just waitin for the sun to carry me in
If you feel low
You can buy love
From a payphone
I don't feel low
My brother Bill
He work for the market
Life is an arrow now and he is the target
Dreamin for somethin
Reachin for somethin
Just waitin for the sun to carry me in
If you feel low
You can buy love
From a payphone
I don't feel love
Highly evolved
I don't feel low
Highly evolved
song performed by by The Vines from Highly Evolved
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Watching From Their Windows
A wealth of sensations,
Are presented for many to choose.
And from which to pick.
These sensations exist,
At one's fingertips!
But somehow the action,
Is not allowed to be permitted.
The availability of variety,
Does not explain why some prefer to sit...
In the daily complaining,
How their lives are spent...
Watching from their windows,
As the wind outside whips and shifts...
A boring accumulation of snow drifts.
And 'this' they find in the Wintertime,
To lock their minds upon...
As if guarding.
To ensure someone comes along,
To shovel or plow...
Their fixations away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Land of Nod No More
A highly Evolved Society does not rape or kill,
A highly Evolved Society does not use drugs or pills
For everyone is heart healed,
No one needs a thrill to get close to God,
Everyone is out of the Land of Nod.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 10,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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What Had Been Touched
When it's time for me to sleep...
With a time for me to sleep.
I'm not that one to push it back.
With a taking of a nap.
Some days I might try to delay it,
With a laying down to do....
And flat on my back.
When it's time for me to sleep...
With a time for me to sleep.
I'm not that one to push it back.
With a taking of a nap.
Some days I might try to delay it,
With a laying down to do...
And flat on my back.
But getting sleep is hard to do.
Like a breakup is too.
And that is realized when someone wanted,
Isn't in bed...
To think about what had been touched,
And...
When it was 'there'.
Ready to share.
When it's time for me to sleep...
With a time for me to sleep.
I'm not that one to push it back.
With a taking of a nap.
Some days I might try to delay it,
With a laying down to do....
And flat on my back.
But getting sleep is hard to do.
Like a breakup is too.
To think about what had been touched,
And when it was 'there'.
With a laying down to do....
And flat on my back.
To think about what had been touched,
And when it was 'there'.
Prepared to share.
With a laying down to do....
And flat on my back.
To think about what had been touched,
And when it was 'there'.
Fighting off frustration.
Some days I might try,
To delay it.
With a laying down to do...
And flat on my back.
To think about what had been touched,
And when it was 'there'.
To think about what had been touched,
And when was it 'there'?
To think about what had been touched,
And when was it 'there'?
To think about what had been touched,
With a wanting to have excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
Come back to life.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
What had been touched.
Come back to life.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
What had been touched.
Come back to life.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
What had been touched.
Come back to life.
What had been touched.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations...
Come back to life.
Come back to life.
Come back to life.
Come back to life.
With a wanting to have those excessive sensations.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mimesis: System Categorized Sensations
simply
a system
of categorized
sensations
to gratuitously
assume
nonsensuous
uncategorized
things-in-themselves
as existing somewhere
when
poem by Terence George Craddock
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If We Lived In A Highly Evolved Society
What can we aspire to be,
as a highly evolved society?
There would no need for any laws,
people would come from higher consciousness,
and not hurt each other at all.
We would not need to kill, abuse or repress,
any of our people and deny them happiness.
All of basic needs would be met,
people could then all be what they were meant to be,
if we would live in a highly evolved society.
But I’m afraid it will be some time,
before this ever happens on this planet Earth divine.
Now read “Conversations with God”
you will see how we live in the “Land Of Nod”.
Written By Christina Sunrise on November 11,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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Our religious belief usurps the place of our sensations, our imaginations of our judgment. We no longer look to actions, trace their consequences, and then deduce the rule; we first make the rule, and then, right or wrong, force the action to square with it.
quote by Francis Wright
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Caught Up In a Mess
What amazes is the feeding of the greed.
And the heat from the people raging,
That a payback is not needed.
Some say...
Accusations cause sensations deceived.
And we are caught up in a mess,
That is not cost effective.
Well, well...
What amazes is the feeding of the greed.
And the heat from the people raging,
That a payback is not needed.
Some say...
Accusations cause sensations deceived.
And we are caught up in a mess,
That is not cost effective.
Well, well...
We've been affected.
Well, well...
And disconnected.
Well, well...
From a secret kept,
Discreet and much deceiving.
Well, well...
We've been affected.
Well, well...
And disconnected.
Well, well...
From secrets kept,
Now destroying democracy.
What amazes is the feeding of the greed.
And the heat from the people raging,
That a payback is not needed.
Some say...
Accusations cause sensations deceived.
And we are caught up in a mess,
That is not cost effective.
Well, well...
No benefit comes to visit and stay.
And we are turned away,
From those questions we want answered.
Well, well...
We've been affected.
Well, well...
And disconnected.
Well, well...
From secrets kept,
Now destroying democracy.
Well, well...
It just amazes.
Well, well...
More are not crazed.
Well, well...
It seems we're closer,
To those final days.
Well, well...
What amazes is the feeding of the greed.
And the heat from the people raging,
That a payback is not needed.
Some say...
Accusations cause sensations deceived.
And we are caught up in a mess,
That is not cost effective.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I don't know what a painting is; who knows what sets off even the desire to paint? It might be things, thoughts, a memory, sensations, which have nothing to do directly with painting itself. They can come from anything and anywhere.
quote by Philip Guston
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Quite Simple
a billion cells
more or less
make me
what I am in excess
egress and the want
to guess,
beneath my skin
rippling rivers,
juices of life flow on
different layers
levels staked up,
against each other
turgid and pulsing
synchronized to beat
in unison,
electrical charges of sensations,
charging back and forth
caressing watts propel,
prickly ohms resist, vibrating
in sympathy, a working harmony,
the conductor,
of this symphony
waves his baton,
the magic wand,
unfurls
the musical score,
motifs of thought,
from sensations wrought,
emotions and notions
ring bells,
chimes incite the cells
to act and action
move and motion
into be and being
denying
not to be
poem by Shimon Weinroth
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Not Illusions From Slept Dreams
A shock comes to wrestle,
Sleepers from the deep!
Nothing believed has credence...
As perceptions from minds will leap!
A discovery is made,
And kept secret no more.
Life forms on the Moon will beam,
To have lived under crystal domes...
And glass towers that soar!
Restricted from this knowledge,
No longer are we kept!
Those who have seen,
Weird and unusual flying machines...
Will question their existence,
As well as our own for sure!
And all of those who dismiss this as myth,
Will soon be awakened,
Like never before!
As we will find a way to rid all limitations...
That divided nations with racial sensations.
And throwing concepts of creation...
Quicker than lightening,
Right out of barricaded and fenced in doors!
Knowing what is seen...
Are not illusions from slept dreams!
And conflicts to ignite wars,
Will make less sense forevermore!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I have tried to present my sensations in what is the most congenial and impressive form possible to me.
quote by Edward Hopper
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God is acting on your soul all the time, whether you have spiritual sensations or not.
quote by Evelyn Underhill
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Ordinarily pleasure and pain are regarded as different from sensations.
quote by Ernst Mach
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Art distills sensations and embodies it with enhanced meaning.
quote by Miguel de Unamuno
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