The camera introduces us to unconscious optics as does psychoanalysis to unconscious impulses.
quote by Walter Benjamin
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Psychoanalysis pretends to investigate the Unconscious. The Unconscious by definition is what you are not conscious of. But the Analysts already know what's in it - they should, because they put it all in beforehand.
quote by Saul Bellow
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All psychological research is completely barred by the interpretations of the psychoanalysts. Everything happens in the unconscious, and I don't know what this unconscious is.
quote by Nathalie Sarraute
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Man Is Foolish
The human mind works on three tiers
With upper, middle and lower levels
As the conscious mind, the subconscious
And the unconscious respectively.
While the conscious mind is voluntary,
The subconscious and the unconscious
Are autonomous and automatic.
The conscious mind is to one's awareness.
The subconscious colours the conscious mind
And the unconscious is independent.
Sexual overtone in the subconscious
Will impact the external behaviors.
The subconscious is the reservoir of
Lust, jealousy, fear, hatred and revenge.
Bitten by a dog, one is struck with fear,
Which lurks deep inside to fear any dog.
The subconscious and the unconscious
Are responsible for all the actions
Done impulsively or instinctively.
One is helpless to be not foolish.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Was Not Born to Be Unconcious
I did not recognize this gift given,
Until I realized the efforts of those...
Making clear what I had,
Would be theirs to take away.
And I was not born to be unconscious.
Not for games on me to be played.
Some would make attempts,
To show the ease of it.
As if what is done,
Takes no dedication.
And I was not born to be unconscious.
Before I leap there is reflective hesitation.
I did not recognize this gift given,
Until I realized the efforts of those...
Making clear what I had,
Would be theirs to take away.
And I was not born to be unconscious.
Like some have chosen to be today!
I have always been guided,
To walk on my path with an insight...
I believed ignited all who existed.
Until I discovered a few deceptively twisted.
And I was not born to be unconscious.
To consciously bump into walls to me is sick!
Some would make attempts,
To show the ease of it.
As if what is done,
Takes no dedication.
And I was not born to be unconcious.
Not to deliberately inflict my own pain.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To probe for unconscious determinants of behavior and then define a man in their terms exclusively, ignoring his overt behavior altogether, is a greater distortion than ignoring the unconscious completely.
quote by Willard Gaylin
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My unconscious knows more about the consciousness of the psychologist than his consciousness knows about my unconscious.
quote by Karl Kraus
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Unconscious Body And Soul
Open yard of land
On that sleeping a black dog
Eat -- Drink -- Sleep --
Unconscious -- Unknown -- Unlamented --
Million men scattered everywhere
Who only eat, drink, sleep
Illiterate -- Irrational -- Ineffective --
Unreasonable -- Unable -- Unconscious ---
poem by Green Peace
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A Player's Day
Thinking you can have your cake
with any woman that comes your way.
Well, I have one thing to say
your unconscious program makes you a slave.
For when a person in reality see's the player's façade
they can play you like the same peas in the pod.
So better become aware of why you do the things you do
For living unconscious will never fulfill you.
Written by Christina Sunrise on November 28,2012
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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Cultural Prophets
Cultural prophets observing nonstop,
That which appears...
Disconnected from a thought process.
Are not too willing to converse,
With those unconscious.
Those professing to take steps to the right...
To declare those stepping to the left,
As idealists unable to conform to the norm.
Although that 'norm' has brought upon much duress.
Cultural prophets observing nonstop,
That which appears...
Disconnected from a thought process.
Are not too willing to converse,
With those unconscious.
Since the ones who are unconscious...
Can not accept the mess they've left.
To address with a correcting of it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The bad poet is usually unconscious where he ought to be conscious, and conscious where he ought to be unconscious.
quote by T.S. Eliot
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Unconscious Power
We all want to climb the hill
The unbelievable is going to happen
It will linger in your mind forever
Let this carry you wherever - wherever.
Triggering the unconcious power.
Removing all your inhibitions
Releasing complete freedom of thought
Sensations of ev'ry sense will prepare
With this you will see ev'ry thing.
Triggering the unconscious power.
Triggering the unconscious power.
I say to you
Nothin' for now.
Oh, now
We know all,
We know all,
We know all,
We know all!
song performed by by Iron Butterfly
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No Man can compass a Despair
477
No Man can compass a Despair—
As round a Goalless Road
No faster than a Mile at once
The Traveller proceed—
Unconscious of the Width—
Unconscious that the Sun
Be setting on His progress—
So accurate the One
At estimating Pain—
Whose own—has just begun—
His ignorance—the Angel
That pilot Him along—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Nocturne
Rush Nocturne lyrics
Did I have a dream?
Or did the dream have me?
Set off on a night-sea journey
Without memory or desire
Drifting through lost latitudes
With no compass and no chart
Flying through hallucination
Distant voices, signal fires
Lighting up my unconscious
And the secret places of the heart
Dream - temporary madness
Dream - a voice in the wilderness
Dream - unconscious revelations
The morning says, the answer is yes
Floating through a darkened mirror
Deep reflections in disguise
Soaring through lost altitudes
Without wonder, without fear
Symbols on a field of visions
Behind the curtain of sleeping eyes
On the instant of waking
Another world of dreams appears
Dream - temporary madness
Dream - a walk in the wilderness
Dream - unconscious recreation
The morning says the answer is yes
song performed by by Rush
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your Blood cells Shy red, looking at me in your heart!
Someday as I dive in my own unconscious,
My own mystery unfolds me for a while,
billions hands of it look like,
Golden lotus of billion petals!
It is where I part from this,
Mortal remains return from where they come,
Friend, I may part from your consciousness,
And live as your part in unconscious!
you may see me not,
You may miss me,
Yet I will not miss you,
I will be very close to your heart,
Your each blood cell become red,
Feeling shy when they look at me there!
Look into yourself,
I will be smiling there,
When wind blows, I kiss your lips!
When you are in sleep,
I lay in your hug,
When you eat something,
I taste and digest it for you,
I will be within you,
When I want to see you,
I will look down from stars and smile at you!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Invisible Wounds
Dark bodies floating in darkness
No sign of light ever given
Imprisoned in a world without a memory
Unconscious, or am i conscious?
Cut from the heart i am part of
Sometimes i feel as though i'm frozen in heaven
And i saw my own face in the dark and loneliness
And i saw my own face like a spark frozen in heaven
In dreams i see myself flying
Closer to the sun, and i'm climbing
Tried to touch the sun
But the brightness burned my eyes
Unconscious, or am i conscious?
Fell from the sky like a star
Sometimes i feel as though i'm frozen in heaven
And i saw my own face in the dark and loneliness
And i saw my own face like a spark
Dark
My life was so dark...
My mind was so dark...
Everything was dark
Unconscious, or am i conscious?
Fell from the sky like a star
Sometimes i feel as though i'm frozen in heaven
And i saw my own face in the dark and loneliness
And i saw my own face like a spark frozen in heaven
Dark bodies floating in darkness...
song performed by by Fear Factory
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Because I come from that old-school optics environment, I know stuff about depth of field and camera movement and things that are not necessarily a part of the curriculum for people who started on a box and have never done anything that wasn't on a box.
quote by John Dykstra
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Drops of It Hitting Shores Everywhere
Feed me unfed delusions.
If you believe me to be that unconscious.
Too slick and greasy has been the sleaze.
Even as I observe the deceit,
You wish to keep my mind fantasized.
And me kept fast asleep!
Feed me unfed delusions.
If you believe me to be that unconscious.
Too slick and greasy has been the sleaze.
Even as I observe the deceit,
You wish to keep my mind fantasized.
And me kept fast asleep!
But how can you keep such a stench out of the air?
How can you keep drops of it hitting shores everywhere?
Feed me unfed delusions.
If you believe me to be that unconscious.
Too slick and greasy has been the sleaze.
Even as I observe the deceit,
You wish to keep my mind fantasized.
And me kept fast asleep!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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R.s.
Lost words of mine
Can you untwine
Reveal yourself to me
Without the sympathy
Oh wisdom I’ve acquired
Understanding I aspire
Can you clarify the mysteries
Of my unconscious philosophies
Do I use my heavenly gifts?
For self centered drifts
Should I cast my pearls
Before the feet of swine
Less the hypocrites sit down to dine
Will the breeze that blows ashore
Provide the answer to all abroad
When burdened clouds thus release
Does patients wait for rain to cease
Oh wisdom, time acquired
Understanding so long aspired
Reveal yourself to me
Without apologies
Lost words of mine
Can you truly untwine
My inner most intricacies
Or my unconscious philosophies
poem by Mustafa Marconi
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Lured To Get Involved
Lured to get involved,
With an unleashing that tempts...
The flowing of a little bit of wickedness.
Then abandoned...
As if a mission has been accomplished.
That's how the demon plays,
To get the unconscious...
To betray themselves.
Fixed smiles of approval,
Begins with an attention given.
As an openness to discuss,
Disgusting issues one spews...
Is trusted.
And a deceit,
Thought by one not seeing it...
Becomes believed,
Is a show of bona fide sincerity.
Lured to get involved,
With an unleashing that tempts...
The flowing of a little bit of wickedness.
Then abandoned...
As if a mission has been accomplished.
That's how the demon plays,
To get the unconscious...
To betray themselves.
And effective they are in the doing!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nightmare
did I have the dream?
or did the dream have me?
set off on a night-sea journey
without memory or desire
drifting throught lost latitudes
with no compasee and no chart
flying through halluncination
distant voices, signal fires
lighting up my inconsious
and the secret place of heart
Dream - temporary madness
dream - a voice in the wilderness
dream - unconscious revelations
the morning says, the answer is yes
floating through a darkened mirror
deep reflection in disguise
soaring through lost altitudes
without wonder, without fear
symbols on a feild of vision
behind the curtain of sleeping eyes
on the instant of waking
another world of dreams appears
dream - walk in the wilderness
dream - unconscious recreation
the morning says, the answer is yes
song performed by by Rush
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