All are lunatics, but he who can analyze his delusions is called a philosopher.
quote by Ambrose Bierce
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The philosopher proves that the philosopher exists. The poet merely enjoys existence.
quote by Wallace Stevens
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One can only become a philosopher, but not be one. As one believes he is a philosopher, he stops being one.
quote by Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel
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To a philosopher all news, as it is called, is gossip, an they who edit and read it are old women over their tea.
quote by Henry David Thoreau
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To a philosopher all news, as it is called, is gossip, and they who edit and read it are old women over their tea.
quote by Henry David Thoreau
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Another important historical factor is the fact that this already very simple religion was further simplified and purified by the early philosophers of ancient China. Our first great philosopher was a founder of naturalism; and our second great philosopher was an agnostic.
Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXX: Story
Story about future is called imagination
Story about past is called memories
Story about present is called reality
Story that becomes true is called prophecy
Story that becomes unfulfilled is called regret
Story that becomes no end is called boasting
Small story is called experience
Epic story is called history
Forgotten story is called lesson
Story that becomes obsession is called ambition
Story that becomes untold is called secret
Story that becomes go its own way is called life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Rise N Shine
Dawn wakes the silence,
Of a fainted lullaby
Day breaks the eyelid,
From a song sung in my eye
Night rests in peace,
As the sun mourns the sky
Alls accounted for sheep,
Over a horizons i
Rise, rise n shine
A new day is coming
Rise, rise in time
For everything under the sun
And when you see,
A south wind blow
Forecasting, you will know,
A hot day, will be on the way
(foolish one)
You analyze,
The earth and the sky
I ask you why,
You cant analyze the signs,
Of the present time
I had a dream,
Not unlike the one from old
Of a man king,
Whose head was made of gold
Stand castles of sand
Weather the sundials rise n fall
Chasing wind through your hands,
til water runs dry the well
Dream, daniel, dream
For whats yet to come
See, daniel, see
For everything under the sun
And in the west,
A cloud appears
For shadows of
A coming shower near,
Oh, so near
(hypocrites)
You analyze,
The earth and the sky
I ask you why,
You cant analyze the signs,
Of the present time
Vanity,
Yes, all is vanity
Vanity,
Yes, alls futility
For one that dies,
Anothers born
Where laughters heard,
Comforters mourn
Theres a time for
Everything
A song for love,
Even abhor
An olive branch,
Or winters war
Theres a time for
Everything, under the sun
song performed by by Extreme
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Part I: Rise n Shine
Dawn wakes the silence,
Of a fainted lullaby
Day breaks the eyelid,
From a song sung in my eye
Night rests in peace,
As the sun mourns the sky
Alls accounted for sheep,
Over a horizons i
Rise, rise n shine
A new day is coming
Rise, rise in time
For everything under the sun
And when you see,
A south wind blow
Forecasting, you will know,
A hot day, will be on the way
(foolish one)
You analyze,
The earth and the sky
I ask you why,
You cant analyze the signs,
Of the present time
I had a dream,
Not unlike the one from old
Of a man king,
Whose head was made of gold
Stand castles of sand
Weather the sundials rise n fall
Chasing wind through your hands,
til water runs dry the well
Dream, daniel, dream
For whats yet to come
See, daniel, see
For everything under the sun
And in the west,
A cloud appears
For shadows of
A coming shower near,
Oh, so near
(hypocrites)
You analyze,
The earth and the sky
I ask you why,
You cant analyze the signs,
Of the present time
Vanity,
Yes, all is vanity
Vanity,
Yes, alls futility
For one that dies,
Anothers born
Where laughters heard,
Comforters mourn
Theres a time for
Everything
A song for love,
Even abhor
An olive branch,
Or winters war
Theres a time for
Everything, under the sun
song performed by by Extreme
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Road to Success
The road to success is not straight,
There is a curve called FAILURE,
A loop called CONFUSION,
Speed bumps called FRIENDS,
Red light called ENEMIES and
caution lights called FAMILY.
But if you have a spare called
DETERMINATION,
An engine called PERSEVERANCE,
Insurance called FAITH and
A driver called JESUS (GOD, ALLAH, ISHVAR)
You will make it to a place called
SUCCESS
poem by Pratiksha Jain
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Why Do We Analyze The 'Why
You don't, hear it.
You don't, feel it.
And you don't see it,
Like I do.
Like I do...
You don't want it.
Like I do...
You don't need it.
Like I do.
But you deceive like to do,
Too!
Why do we testify,
To fantasize and criticize.
Apologize to cover lies...
As if our lives are hypnotized.
Why do we try to hide,
Reasons why we can't harmonize.
And why do we analyze the 'why'?
Why?
Why do we testify,
To fantasize and criticize.
Apologize to cover lies...
As if our lives are hypnotized.
And...
Why do we try to hide,
Reasons why we can't harmonize.
And why do we analyze the 'why'?
Why?
Why do we testify,
To fantasize and criticize.
Apologize to cover lies...
As if our lives are hypnotized.
And why do we analyze the 'why'?
Why do we try to hide,
Reasons why we can't harmonize.
And why do we analyze the 'why'?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Brimming to the Rim In Denial
Brimming to the rim in denial.
Putting truth on trial.
But none of this rhetoric,
Escapes observations...
That can not be erased,
As seen.
No matter who declares,
What 'is' or is not obscene.
Truth is not another version of deceit.
To be interpreted to inspire a life of delusions.
And delusions have never strengthened reality!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some Questions To Myself On My Quest To Happiness
ask me, and i will answer:
i got what i wanted from this life, but despite
that fact, there is still the question
to and fro
like a doubtful philosopher
like a pendulum of grandfather's clock:
what did i really want?
i did call myself my own beloved
(am i not narcissistic in this sense?)
i felt myself with my own fingers, my chest, my body,
my thighs, my feet
so attached to the ground
like i am monument
of a war hero, but there is still this question
that walks to and fro
on the yard, like a doubtful philosopher:
who am i really? why am i here?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Choose a Removal of Delusions
If you choose to save face,
With a haste...
That leaves a pacing done,
In waste.
Eliminate,
The pacing!
And do,
What it takes.
It takes reflection,
Done.
It takes reflection to overcome.
It takes reflection,
Done...
To remove delusions.
It takes reflection,
Done.
It takes reflection to overcome.
It takes reflection,
Done...
To remove delusions,
Of the one that runs.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions and include,
A completion of truth you do.
Just sit back,
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions and include,
A completion of truth you do.
Relax and...
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions and include,
A completion of truth you do.
If you choose to save face,
With a haste...
That leaves a pacing done,
In waste.
Eliminate,
The pacing!
And do,
What it takes.
It takes reflection,
Done.
It takes reflection to overcome.
It takes reflection,
Done...
To remove delusions.
Relax and...
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions.
Sit back.
Choose a removal of delusions and include,
A completion of truth you do.
Include a completion of truth you do.
Include a completion of truth you do.
Include a completion of truth you do.
Include a completion of truth you do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'd Like To Practice Harmony
I'd like to snap you back,
To a place,
We had!
I'd like to snap you back,
To a time before delusions.
I'd like to snap us back,
When we were happy and glad.
I'd like to snap us back!
And awaken from delusions.
I'd like to practice harmony...
And get more of that!
I'd like to snap us back!
And awaken from delusions.
I'd like to practice harmony...
And get more of that!
I'd like to snap you back,
To a place,
We had!
There was no substitution,
For the love we made.
I'd like to snap us back!
And awaken from delusions.
There was no substitution,
For the love we made.
I'd like to snap you back,
To a place,
We had!
I'd like to snap you back,
To a time before delusions.
I'd like to snap you back,
To a place,
We had!
I'd like to snap you back,
To a time before delusions.
I'd like to snap us back!
And awaken from delusions.
I'd like to practice harmony...
And get more of that!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Night You Wander
In the night you wander around
Alone in your house.
Everyone has described you,
You recall your childhood as one baby,
Dancing around, by yourself, being twenty.
You amble up and down the stairs,
In undying love for your life story.
Now it has reached mealtime,
Lose the food of the poor,
Keep beans, artichokes and wine,
Beautifying the taste of mealtimes.
What else can you say?
I'm thinking of the times you sat beside me
Making delusions, the usual delusions.
This time was small in confusion,
The thoughts kept moving and prodding,
And the delusions kept coming.
You lost them at the end of the day.
A mirage appears after seconds,
We found the life story,
A journey to the other side.
I'm thinking of you, with undying love,
You're my friend of course.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Apache Rose Peacock
Sittin' on a sack of beans
Sittin' down in New Orleans
You wouldn't believe what I've seen
Sitting on that sack of beans
Lunatics on pogo sticks
Another southern fried freak on a crucifix
Hicks don't mix with politics
People on the street just kickin' to the licks
Yes my favorite place to be
Is not a land called Honah Lee (MI.)
Mentally or physically
I wanna be in New Orleans
Oh good brother just when I thought
That I had seen it all
My eyes popped out
song performed by by Red Hot Chili Peppers from Blood Sugar Sex Magik
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Many People Lives In Thy....
Many people lives in thy soul.
The painter paints the
Words, the singer sings
the lyrics, the philosopher,
dives deep into its thought.
Whom do you love most?
The philosopher within,
Drives your mind….
The poet, writes the feelings;
The painter gives color to it…
The singer putting life
To the lyric makes
More adorable……..
None can be left alone….
And all of them create
The sense of God…..
None can be left alone!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Star 69
You dont have to take the bar exam to see
What you did is ignoramus 103
Where have I got to hang my hat
You dont have line to me
All this just to be your friend
I was there to tell you
Extortion and arson, petty larceny
I know you called. I know you called. I know you called.
I know you called. I know you called. I know you hung up my line.
Star 69.
I know all about the warehouse fire.
I know squirrelies didnt chew the wire.
Three people have my number, the other two were with me.
I dont stand tall, but Im not your patsy.
This time you have gone too far with me.
I know you called. I know you called. I know you called.
I know you called. I know you called. I know you hung up my line.
Star 69.
Whyd you put your quarter down on me?
This reads like some dark inside edition, hard copy.
I cant be your character witness, I cant be your alibi.
Dont arrange the fbi, here this spy versus spy.
You my friend are guilty as can be.
I know you called. I know you called. I know you called.
I know you called. I know you called. I cant be your alibi.
Star 69.
song performed by by REM
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Options of Deceit
I would find truth offensive too...
If I had not allowed myself a break,
From my delusions.
And what I discovered about truth...
Had me dilute those delusions,
Until I was able to let them go completely.
I did not know truth and honesty...
Were not options of deceit?
Did you?
I believed deceit was used,
To protect those afraid to be too honest.
And I had heard that truth hurts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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