In a lot of areas of my life, particularly in my teenage years, I began to think about the world, and to think about the universe as being a part of my conscious everyday life.
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Im Living My Life
Part of my life is tatoo's, penetentry rules
When running yo mouth only seperates the men from the fools
Part of my life is bullets, guns, blood, sweat and tears
This is the part of my life that I've lived for years
Part of my life is dreams, wishes, hopes, happyness
Where I could care less about the world and its current happenings
Part of my life is lies, deciet, greed, envy, and hate
Which so many leaders of our world think is great
Part of my life is all the above
Cause everyday I see sadness and very little love
Part of my life has so much love to give
But I'm catching up with death fast, from the life that I live
Part of my life is wrong nor right
But I need no sympathy, cause I'm living my life.
poem by Daniel Chapman
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It Is Not
Conscious of structure.
Conscious of order, law and discipline.
Conscious of those to whom is given respect.
Conscious of tradition and ideals...
And the effect this has on one's mindset.
Conscious of a faith that goes much deeper,
Than the faking of an acceptance of rituals.
Conscious of life,
And the limits of it lived.
Conscious are those,
Who are aware that this life...
Is much more than it is perceived,
It is!
Since it is not what we have been led to believe.
And a consciousness of those conscious of this,
Is what has been received.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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16 At War
um 16 at war
16 at war with life
16 at war with destiny
16 at war with the universe
16 at war with the world
16 at war in iraq
16 at war with my soul
16 at war with my spirit
16 at war with teenage ways
16 at war with you
16 at war with whom?
poem by Shameka Jones
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Teenage And Puberty
Teenage and puberty,
My life is on the run and i need help!
Because there are so much sin around me,
And this world has not taught us much.
I looked for you last night but,
You were nowhere to be seen;
I shouted out your name aloud but,
No one answered back to me;
But i need care to overcome this wall around me.
Teenage and puberty,
And of all the life see among my peers;
Bu is this world teaching us better? !
For i really know what i am going through.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Life's Cycle and Science
If the science of life is 'biology'
Surely, it is when
I came to the world
through the natural way.
At the age of four,
I started to learn, I began to study
Where in my school,
There is'diversity.'
At teenage life, when I have crush
In my mind there is 'chemistry'
Swiftly falling in love with someone
reflects 'speed and velocity.'
Tilling my garden today,
Taking off weeds and picking up
flowers everyday
is my tireless 'botany.'
Tonight, beneath the weird moonlight
If I look up high
and gaze the sky
To 'astronomy, ' I'll simply comply.
Tomorrow, I am old
I am grey
Like a butterfy
its 'metamorphosis' will end in play.
'Phases of matter', I will be
To decomposition I must be...
I'll bid goodbye
I will expire, I will decay!
poem by Catherine Agunat
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This Is The Life For Me
(wade hayes/chick rains)
I was born in oklahoma in 1969
My daddy played the honky tonks
Out on the county line
One night he took me with him
Through those swingin doors
And I heard that country music
Saw that crowded dance floor
Dad made fifty dollars
And I stayed up til three
And I thought
This is the life for me
By the time I turned fourteen
I was pickin lead guitar
Everyday I went to school
And at night I played the bars
Two or three years later
I noticed something strange
All the looks that I was gettin
From the girls began to change
I knew right then and there
What I was gonna be
This is the life for me
This is the life
The only one I want to know
Everyday another town
And every night another show
Ever since I was a boy
Ive had this crazy dream
Now I know it was meant to be
This is the life
This is the life for me
Well I tried to go to college
Just to see if I was wrong
But that aint the kind of knowledge
That helps you write a country song
I got my education on the wild side of life
Through a cloud of smoke so thick
That you could cut it with a knife
There was no doubt about it
As far as I could see
This is the life for me
This is the life
The only one I want to know
Everyday another town
And every night another show
Ever since I was a boy
Ive had this crazy dream
Now I know it was meant to be
This is the life
This is the life for me
Yeah this is the life
This is the life for me.
song performed by by Wade Hayes
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There’s Always a Dawn
There were spears
There were swords
Made for hunting
Not war
Yet with it, from the blood of the innocent will create a new dawn
But war came
Great battles and fights
Many dead
Few still alive
To face the never ending dawn
A new world made
By the people who were left
Conquerors and Defeated
United in one land
A new dawn created with the help of man
The one land changed
More wars began
Famine and disease
Grew a part of that
But the dawn still remained
It was after these wars that history began
Written by the victors about
The defeated
The damned
The dawn was never mentioned- forgotten
These people
The defeated left the land
In search for a new home
Away from the wars
Searching forever for a new dawn
Perhaps they were wise
To leave with such haste
For the empire they once knew
Began to break
The dawn now remembered- the people prayed
The empire broke
The great kingdom now gone
In its place a new world just like the dawn
Still life in the world went on and on
Yet the dawn was still worshiped- never forgotten
The years past
More wars began
Countries discovered
New weapons for man
The promise man made- left to die
Centuries turned
Discoveries made
Technology found
Diseases dead
Still on and on the dawn survives
But for every technology there’s always a weapon
For every discovery there’s always a second
With one disease dead more still arrive
And with every new day a new world is created
Though the dawn still remained
So the world keeps turning
In the dark and light
For every bad thing
There’s always a light
In the dawn
In war it is Peace
In death it is Life
In disease it is the Cures
In the world it is Hope
Disguised as the dawn
Hope keeps us going
Through the bad it is strength
To do what is right, To help the world
In the light it shines, shines for the future, a brighter day
A new dawn
The earth might be in darkness
With a shadow on its edge
Waiting to consume
Till the universe is dead
The dawn still remains
But still the world keeps turning
Like the never ending dawn
Time is forever
And the universe survives
Because of the dawn
It might seem the end
Of the world that we know
But at the end of a day
There’s always mans hope
There’s always a dawn
poem by Carrie Halliday
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Life
(words & music by milete)
Somewhere out in empty space,
Long before the human race,
Something stirred,
A vast and timeless source began,
Intelligence was born and then,
There was the world,
Powers filled the universe,
Matter formed and broke the curse,
Of nothingness,
Love became an ageless soul,
Nature reached her highest goal,
And breathed the breath of life,
Everlasting life.
Well creatures come from out of sight,
Daylight came from in the night,
And all was good,
Life became a masterplan,
Love produced the perfect man,
That understood,
The image of the makers word,
Worshipped him with all he had,
But then one day,
From in the depths an evil seed,
Grew and manufactured greed,
That changed the way of life,
Everlasting life,
Oh the loving power looked and saw,
Inside the heart of man a flaw,
Began to grow,
Well, the fires of hell began to burn,
And so he sent his chosen son,
To let us know,
That love had surely made us all,
And hate would surely make us fall,
So from the cross,
Well he showed the world that dreadful day,
That love could be the only way,
Or all is lost of life,
Everlasting life,
For life is love,
And love is life.
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Fire Of Life
the fire burns within an incandescent flame kindled and rekindled.
the fire of life burns forever
self consumed and renewed.
everyplace and everything in this universe share in tje blaze,
no one and nothing is exempt
humanity - born from the community of life
yet somehow we seperate ourselves from the world to which we belong
nature's laws (divene laws) - we defy.
an unrelenting war waged against creation.
through providence.
i will surrender my only life
the fading sun caresses the horizon.
now it's time to finish what we've began
take a look around - watch this world slowly die.
to dust corrupted vision.
human or not - life will go on
life eternal
self consumed and renewed.
everyplace and everything in this universe share in the blaze,
no one and nothing is exempt
the fire of life
song performed by by Undying
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When Did Youth Go?
When did I stop being a teenager?
When did I stop listening to the radio
from midnight until 2 or 3 a.m. weeknights?
Why was teenage music so empowering?
Why were we so absorbed with the music?
Music which really rocked our wild souls?
Music we danced at local teenage disco too.
Music we drove our parents or first cars too.
Music we drank beer or spirits or partied too.
It seemed we could not live without music.
It seemed we could not meet without music.
It seemed our dreams lived within the beat of music.
Music was part of the fuel which drove our souls.
Music was part of the weekend ever speeding by.
Music was magic drumbeat of hot midnight parties.
Where is the large rocking crowd going?
Where are all the friendly teenagers going?
Where are all those old friends going?
Where where is large trendy rocking crowd going?
Where where are all the friendly teenagers going?
Where where are all those good old friends going?
Suddenly those wild unending party days are over.
Suddenly those exciting unending teenage years are over.
Suddenly those pubs full of our friends are empty.
Suddenly they all suddenly left town.
Suddenly they are all no longer around.
Suddenly they are all in places we don't go.
Suddenly they all suddenly left the old home town.
Suddenly they are all suddenly no longer around.
Suddenly they are all in places we don't know or go.
Where did those teenage years quietly go?
Those teenage friends I used to know?
Where did they all suddenly go?
Where did those teenage years quietly creeping go?
Those lost teenage friends I once upon a time did know?
Where did they all suddenly go exiting a vanishing show?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I admire our ancestors, whoever they were. I think the first self-conscious person must have shaken in his boots. Because as he becomes self-conscious, he's no longer part of nature. He sees himself against nature. He looks at the vastness of the universe and it looks hostile.
quote by John Shelby Spong
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Recycle
Everyday we recycle something
and over the last few years,
this has really caught on,
but we have a long way to go
to catch up with nature
that has been doing this
ever since time began.
Everything that dies
returns to the earth
to feed new life somewhere,
even we do not go to waste
whether we are buried or cremated,
either way we will turn to dust
and once again be immersed
into the soil of life.
15 February 2012
poem by David Harris
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Gang violence in America is not a sudden problem. It has been a part of urban life for years, offering an aggressive definition and identity to those seeking a place to belong in the chaos of large metropolitan areas.
quote by Dave Reichert
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Owen a new Teenager
On your path of life in teenage years
Your parents guide you through your strength and fears,
You’ve shown yourself to try your best
To give your best in any test.
Enjoy your teenage years have lots of fun
Let the spirit of dreams fire your run,
Nan’n’Pop love you heaps, even if you achieve great fame
We’ll still love the rest of the tribe just the same.
Just keep going on as you are
‘Cos you really are a little star,
Never give up dreams from the soul
For at the end of the rainbow...there’s your goal.
And no matter what you do
Jesus will watch over you
poem by Ken e Hall
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Early Works - Alone To Face The World
Born some years ago,
raised in an orphanage
that is all I know
with a lot of other kids
until I became of age to get a job
and earn a couple of bob.
I was alone to face the world
with its evils and temptations,
alone to face the world
with its humiliations,
alone without a friend
to whom I could depend.
Life was hard for me
and the times weren’t easy
as sadness surrounded me
and as the years drifted by,
I began to live my life a lie
with a tear in each eye.
Now my life is disappearing fast
there’s not long for me to last
and now the end is near
death I do not fear
for I see the good and the undertow
of how evil does grow.
Date unknown
poem by David Harris
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The Magic That Surrounds You
The magic hats around you
The magic that surrounds you
Is the kind of magic
Youre the very heart of
Its the magic in the trees
The magic on a breeze
Its the magic of the world
Which youre a part of.
Open your eyes boy
Open your heart and soul
Let the world embrace you
And youre on your way
Open your eyes boy
Open your mind and body
The world is filled with magic everyday
The magic thats around you
The magic that surrounds you
Is a magic that is yours
If you believe it
Its the magic in the air
The magic everywhere
If youre open to its power
Youll receive it
Look at your life boy
Look at that road ahead
Starting from this moment
You must find your way
Look at your mind boy
Every path leads to adventure
Life is what you make it everyday
Everyday
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Part Of Life, That is
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Stuck with sticking emotions felt in my gut...
Unable to abandon them.
Or give them up...
Had been a place I'd been,
Back then.
With no one but myself...
And faith,
To help me slowly break away...
Of a hold I had on them to mend.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
I have learned to feel grief deeply,
Where it is felt.
Let it visit.
And then from it to leave!
Not to forget the process...
But to breathe!
Remembering...
With an agony upon my letting go,
Knowing what I felt was painful...
It was also,
Part of life!
A part of life,
That is!
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Infinite Consciousness
Perception of solidity
is the brain’s interpretation of
various frequencies
Received as biochemical and
electrical signals from the
physical senses
Which the mind weaves into
the beautiful illusions of
reality
Consciousness energy creates the
universe by projecting through
the interference patterns of
waves of energy
We and all we perceive are manifestations
of the consciousness which created
this - our universe
In fact, we ARE this consciousness that always is,
that is never gained or lost, that only changes form
We are part of Infinite Consciousness while
physical form is just a receptacle, particles
which began as infinite possibilities in the
wave-interference-pattern
When conscious energy is applied like light
shining on a three-dimensional holographic
image, the particles become fixed in time
and space to create the illusion which
we call The Universe
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Life After Graduation
Graduates - go forth and think positively about the future,
Even though the world is an unpredictable place
With everyday conflicts and disputes hovering over you.
A right attitude will enable you to cope and face.
You are a part of a growing movement in society,
Your generation will accomplish monumental things,
You can be a part of this fabulous movement now
If you are willing to embrace it and see what life brings.
Graduates who have been able to adapt to change
Have survived the years of turmoil in the world today.
Don't be fearful of finding exciting things to accomplish?
Don't miss out on everything that is important along the way?
Each graduate is unique and want different things.
Now is the time to decide which direction you will go,
The time to decide what kind of person you want to be,
A person who is afraid of change or one curious to know.
There's going to come to a point in your life
When you will need to be embraced and comforted too.
Always have the courage to follow your heart and intuition
And put forth your best effort in everything you do.
Remember - there is life after graduation.
poem by Joseph T. Renaldi
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Hope is a part of Life
Hope is for happiness to an ending
Hope is nothing if you don't beleive
Hope is a shooting star if you see one
Something can never end so, Hope is a part of Life
Hope is delicate from heaven to hell
Hope can't always help the gods
Hope shoudn't be about exciestence
Sometime when you're giving up on something, Hope is a part of Life
Hope can be an empty trail
Hope isn't for punishment or love
Hope is not a welcome guest
When is it that I saw you last time?
is it when we saw Hope is a part of Life
Hope can never be changed
What else that can be hope?
Hope is a passion
Hope can't always save you
Hope is something in Life that doesn't always happen everyday......
poem by Vanessa Sleeth
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