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All outward forms of religion are almost useless, and are the causes of endless strife. Believe there is a great power silently working all things for good, behave yourself and never mind the rest.

quote by Beatrix Potter
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All outward forms of religion are almost useless, and are the causes of endless strife . Believe there is a great power silently working all things for good, behave yourself, and never mind the rest.

quote by Beatrix Potter
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Pointless To Make Attempts WITH Common Sense

Is a power taken,
The same as a power given?
And how much power,
Does a power that has been taken have...
If those that did not give it,
Deem it as useless?

And if those who deem a power taken,
As being useless...
How powerful can that power remain?
And over what or whom,
Does one with useless power...
Have it kept in their minds believed?

It is pointless to make attempts,
WITH common sense...
To anyone who has money,
That money hoarded has no power at all.
It is only when it is distributed,
That the power of it is most effective.

One's greed,
Eventually defeats a blinded perception.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Look Home

Retired thoughts enjoy their own delights,
As beauty doth in self-beholding eye ;
Man's mind a mirror is of heavenly sights,
A brief wherein all marvels summed lie,
Of fairest forms and sweetest shapes the store,
Most graceful all, yet thought may grace them more.

The mind a creature is, yet can create,
To nature's patterns adding higher skill ;
Of finest works with better could the state
If force of wit had equal power of will.
Device of man in working hath no end,
What thought can think, another thought can mend.

Man's soul of endless beauty image is,
Drawn by the work of endless skill and might ;
This skillful might gave many sparks of bliss
And, to discern this bliss, a native light ;
To frame God's image as his worths required
His might, his skill, his word and will conspired.

All that he had his image should present,
All that it should present it could afford,
To that he could afford his will was bent,
His will was followed with performing word.
Let this suffice, by this conceive the rest,
He should, he could, he would, he did, the best.

poem by Robert Southwell
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Science attempts to analyze how things and people and animals behave; it has no concern whether this behavior is good or bad, is purposeful or not. But religion is precisely the quest for such answers: whether an act is right or wrong, good or bad, and why.

quote by Warren Weaver
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If your religion doesn't teach you the difference between good and evil, your religion is worse than useless.

quote by Dennis Prager
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Why Cant You Behave?

Why cant you behave?
Oh, why cant you behave?
After all the things you told me,
And the promises that you gave,
Oh, why cant you behave?
Why cant you be good?
And do just as you should?
Wont you turn that new leaf over,
So your baby can be your slave?
Oh, why cant you behave?
Theres a farm I know near my old home town,
Where we two can go and try settling down.
There Ill care for you forever,
cause youre all in the world I crave.
But why cant you behave?

Theres a farm I know near my old home town,
Where we two can go and try settling down.
There Ill care for you forever,
cause youre all in the world I crave.
But why cant you, oh why cant you,
Oh why cant you behave?

song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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The Seed And The Tree

Who can say for sure as to what came first: the seed or the tree?
If the seed came first where did it come from if not from the tree?
But then if the tree came first where did it come from except from a seed!
So then you'll have to re-ask again that question of the origin of the seed.

An endless circle with no logical conclusion soon appears
until one looks beyond the seed and the tree that it bears.
Although the seed comes from the tree and the tree from the seed
each one grows in the ground of mother Earth which both does feed.

The Earth is the womb of everything living and supports all we know
and then becomes the tomb back into which all forms one day must go.
The underlying essence of all nature is of consciousness-energy-intelligence
that includes and sustains all things despite our ever incessant belligerence.

Has anyone ever heard it said that God is in the form of the world
and so all within it carries a divine spark from which it has swirled.
God is the infinite eternal seed of all existence and can be experienced like this:
usually as an overwhelming love within us and as all power, knowledge and bliss.

So the seed and tree came from the Earth which itself has come from and exists in God
and to enquire where God has come from is useless if we haven't transcended this sod.
The limited mind of man has to merge into that unlimited universal mind of the Creator
only then can we know the original cause or final end of everything and of their Maker.
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Note:
This should remind one of the other similar paradox being that of 'the chicken and the egg'.

poem by George Krokos
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New Religion

Dont blame me
Im crazy
Pmt and Im young
Dont hate me
Thats lazy
Plenty more work to be done
Im cravin
Im ravin
Mad about the thing that you do
Oh baby
Just save me
Im giving it up for you
You cant stop me
I cant help it
Playing with my new philosophy
Livin it up with my intuition
Getting on down is my new therapy
Working you out is my new religion
Ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba, ba-ba-ah
Is my new religion
Ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba, ba-ba-ah
Is my new religion
Not crazy
Well maybe
Insanitys been a friend
Unruley
So sue me
Youre driving me down the bend
Dont choke me
Provoke me
Im looking for something new
Oh baby
Just save me
Give me that thing that you do
You cant stop me
I cant help it
Playing with my new philosophy
Livin it up with my intuition
Getting on down is my new therapy
Working you out is my new religion
Ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba, ba-ba-ah
Is my new religion
Ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba, ba-ba-ah
Is my new religion
(I get on down, get on down, I get on down)
Uh, uh, uh, I get on down
(I get on down, get on down, I get on down)
Uh, uh, uh, I get on down
(I get on down, get on down, I get on down)
Uh, uh, uh, I get on down
(I get on down, get on down, I get on down)
Uh, uh, uh, I get on down!
Playing with my new philosophy
Livin it up with my intuition
Getting on down is my new therapy
Working you out is my new religion
Ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba, ba-ba-ah
Is my new religion
Ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba, ba-ba-ah
Is my new religion
Geri halliwell has left the building

song performed by by Geri Halliwell
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What Good Am I?

What good am I if Im like all the rest
If I just turn away when I see how youre dressed
If I shut myself off so I cant hear you cry
What good am i
What good am I if I know and dont do
If I see and dont say, if I look right through you
If I turn a deaf ear to the thunder in the sky
What good am i
What good am I while you softly weep
And I hear in my head what you say in your sleep
And I freeze in the moment like the rest who dont try
What good am i
What good am I then to others and me
If Ive had every chance and yet still fail to see
If my hands are tied, must I not wonder within
Who tied them and why, and where must I have been
What good am I if I say foolish things
And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings
And I just turn my back when you silently die
What good am i

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Useless

A useless life
Useless excuse.
A waste of life
Waste of breath.
Useless useless

Useless bitch.
Useless in every way
Just so useless

My life is complicated
It is useless
Its a hopeless cause.

I may as well just end things
And go far away

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Hymn 95

Regeneration.

John 1:13; 3:3, etc.

Not all the outward forms on earth,
Nor rites that God has giv'n,
Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth,
Can raise a soul to heav'n.

The sovereign will of God alone
Creates us heirs of grace
Born in the image of his Son,
A new, peculiar race.

The Spirit, like some heav'nly wind,
Blows on the sons of flesh,
New-models all the carnal mind,
And forms the man afresh.

Our quickened souls awake, and rise
From the long sleep of death;
On heav'nly things we fix our eyes,
And praise employs our breath.

poem by Isaac Watts
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Can't See

We were both cast forth from the same pale hand
And we both moved freely in the shadowlands
And we both were sculpted by the same cold wind
And we both had armor that was made of tin
And i tried to find you, but it's useless
And i tried to speak, but it was useless
And i felt so bad and i didn't know why
And it didn't get better as time went by
I was there for you, but you turned away
And i tried to find you, but you turned away
And i tried to find you, but it's useless
And i tried to speak, but was useless
And i tried to find you, but it's useless
And you're so close, but i can't see you
And you're right there, but i can't see you
And i feel so dumb and i didn't know what to do
You were right there but i can't see you
And i realize that it's useless
And i want to fight, but it's useless
And i know you're there, but it's useless
And you're everywhere, but it's useless
And i tried to say it, but my tongue got tied
And i tried to say it, but i was numb inside
And i can't see you anymore
And my peace of mind has gone through the door
And i realize that it's useless
And i thought i was right, but it was useless
And i know you're there, but it's useless
And you're everywhere, but it's useless
And i can't see now in front of my nose
And i know you're there, and i know you're close
And you're fading away - now you disappear
And i try to focus, but i can't see clear
And i don't know why i feel this way
And i can't control myself anyway
And i don't know why i feel this way
And i can't control myself anyway
And i feel so bad, but it's useless
And i feel so bad, but it's useless
And i feel so bad, but it's useless
And i can't see... now in front of my face.

song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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Can't See (Useless)

We were both cast forth from the same pale hand
And we both moved freely in the shadowlands
And we both were sculpted by the same cold wind
And we both had armor that was made of tin
And I tried to find you, but it's useless
And I tried to speak, but it was useless
And I felt so bad and I didn't know why
And it didn't get better as time went by
I was there for you, but you turned away
And I tried to find you, but you turned away
And I tried to find you, but it's useless
And I tried to speak, but was useless
And I tried to find you, but it's useless
And you're so close, but I can't see you
And you're right there, but I can't see you
And I feel so dumb and I didn't know what to do
You were right there but I can't see you
And I realize that it's useless
And I want to fight, but it's useless
And I know you're there, but it's useless
And you're everywhere, but it's useless
And I tried to say it, but my tongue got tied
And I tried to say it, but I was numb inside
And I can't see you anymore
And my peace of mind has gone through the door
And I realize that it's useless
And I thought I was right, but it was useless
And I know you're there, but it's useless
And you're everywhere, but it's useless
And I can't see now in front of my nose
And I know you're there, and I know you're close
And you're fading away - now you disappear
And I try to focus, but I can't see clear
And I don't know why I feel this way
And I can't control myself anyway
And I don't know why I feel this way
And I can't control myself anyway
And I feel so bad, but it's useless
And I feel so bad, but it's useless
And I feel so bad, but it's useless
And I can't see... now in front of my face.

song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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I Ask Mother Nature To Take A Rest

I ask mother nature to take a rest
offering the comfort of my mind for her to lull
mother nature who has been working here
working there making sure ll things bloom
she must be tired through and through
i spread out my mind with all its space in the universe
and as she rests it becomes so calm
and peaceful with her restfulness

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Sonnet: Power Corrupts

How change of chairs makes human beings queer!
That power corrupts minds is truly true;
No lion can ever become a deer;
Nor can any elephant like cows moo.

How men in power behave so different!
Power alone cannot command respect;
How men settle old scores with mind so bent!
The Power-Bug can any man infect.

And very soon misuse of power begins,
The man his doom in much unconceived of ways;
Unless level-headed, be they earthlings,
Prematurely, ill-fated end their days.

The humble man in power stays for long,
Desisting all his life from doing wrong.

poem by John Celes
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Religion always remains higher than everyday life. In order to make the elevation towards religion easier for people, religion must be able to alter its forms in relation to the consciousness of modern man.

quote by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
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Irony of power

All shall pass through the balcony of power
Cradle to adulthood experience the harmony in power
At a stage exposed to monopoly of power
There comes the reality of power

Abruptly it goes and shall become hopeless
Unwillingly thou shall become powerless
Joints of the dreamers become motionless
Bewildered they become useless

Could it be the law of nature that: all men are powerful,
powerless, hopeless and useless?

poem by Hussein sani wurno
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I Believe In the Power

I believe in the power of you.
As the rain falls upon us and
everyone else scatters.

I believe in the power of you.
As I look into the shadowy pools
of your mysterious eyes.

I believe in the power of you.
As I fall into your arms always
trusting you to catch me.

I believe in the power of you.
As you listen while I pour my
heart and I cry my eyes out to you.

I believe in the power of you.
As I sit and listen to your
words, your wisdom filtering your deep voice.

I believe in the power of you.
As I lay in your warm embrace
feeling protected and cherished.

I believe in the power of you.
As you turn away and walk out
the door, promising to come back.

I believe in the power of you.
As I sit waiting patiently
for some sign of you to return.

I believe in the power of you.
As even now I doubt all my
faith in the one person I truly love.

I believe in the power of you.
As I sit here crying and swearing
wishing you could hear me.

I believe in the power of you.
As I begin to lose passion for
everything I loved when I was with you.

I believe in the power of you.
As I lay dying in bed suffering
from a broken heart.

I believe in the power of you.
As I close my eyes and an
image of you forms in my mind.

I believe in the power of you.
As I begin to feel a rage that
is red hot and will not go away.

I believe in the power of myself.
As i see your true image; a true
image of who you are inside.

I believe in the power of myself.
As I begin to build my life up and
start doing the things I enjoy.

I believe in the power of myself.
As I understand the things that
were so illusive to me before.

I believe in the power of myself.
As I take back your control over
me and start living my life.

I believe in the power of myself.
As I no longer believe in the
power of you.

I believe in the power of myself.
As you and your power
no longer affects me.

I believe in the power of myself.
As I begin to love the one true
person I've forgotten in all of this

Me.

poem by Cleo A. Fletcher
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Why do people behave in the ways, they do? (A prose poem)

I cannot understand
why most people behave
in the ways they do at present?
I certainly cannot accept
their logic, reasons, excuses
for doing so, all the time!

But I know that all can
well, certainly behave better,
and still derive pleasure
in life on earth, nevertheless:
Yet, keeping God’s tenets
flawlessly, at the same time.

For,
Words, both good and bad
come out of the same heart
of man by similar efforts;
Deeds, both good and evil
need the same energy and plan
for their execution.

So,
Why can’t people speak and do
the better things in life,
in better ways,
as per their conscience,
even if they cannot
believe in God
or in a superior power
that made us all?

The result is that
one can live naturally,
by free will and yet,
serve the unknown
Lord of the mighty universe,
whether you accept
the truth or not.