The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art.
quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Counterfeit Faker
Call out the undertaker
Call out the police
Counterfeit faker
Is coming after me
Yes, I loved him like my brother
I loved him ambiguously
Theres no way to measure the damage he has done
Counterfeit faker
Carries a grudge
Nervous, I walk through windows
I walk through a plate glass door
Silent, his presence mocks me
And draws me on some more
Counterfeit faker
The damage has been done
The damage has been done
The damage has been done
Counterfeit faker
Bring him on
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Men make counterfeit money; in many more cases, money makes counterfeit men.
quote by Sydney J. Harris
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Such is the audacity of man, that he hath learned to counterfeit Nature, yea, and is so bold as to challenge her in her work.
quote by Pliny the Elder
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The very definition of the real becomes: that of which it is possible to give an equivalent reproduction. The real is not only what can be reproduced, but that which is always already reproduced. The hyper real.
quote by Jean Baudrillard
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The supreme end of education is expert discernment in all things--the power to tell the good from the bad, the genuine from the counterfeit, and to prefer the good and the genuine to the bad and the counterfeit.
quote by Samuel Johnson
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Thirteen Lines
A brain peered through stoic eyes;
Yet all it saw was rendered into
Flawed interpretation –
No honoured contemplation of a
Gluon, muon, quark of any flavour;
Nor a vision or conception of its world
Within a universe anthropic in its physical laws,
Inside a boundless multiverse.
All it gleaned and modelled
Bore parochialism well beyond belief! –
Delusional perhaps.
Survival only matters here on planet Earth –
Evolution saw to that.
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Our Tickets Were Counterfeit
You must align yourself with reality.
Traces of you scatter in points of view,
Diminished!
Gone.
Not to come back.
Where IS your focus at?
You must stop and watch your tracks.
Or contact the contractor,
Who sold 'you' that 'trip' you bought!
I can't believe you don't see,
That dead end coming.
As sure as can be!
You are slower than I thought.
When we paid for our fare together...
Where were you
When I and the others knew,
Our tickets were counterfeit!
We were sold fantasy,
That is why we are alarmed...
And shouting in fits!
Where were you?
Those who listened knew.
The tickets we have are counterfeit.
And now they are saying...
There's no way to get out of it!
We waited too long,
To right the wrong of this!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gaia’s Plan
Please, don’t sweep the leaves away –
Their essence gives to life’s decay.
Never hack the flowers down –
Their colours bless the laughing clown.
Now why the mowing of the lawn?
The severed grass will lie forlorn.
Let our flora live undressed,
Or under Man, will toil repressed!
I, the tree of standing still –
Erect and proud, and stout of will,
Aglow with motley bark of earth –
Advance my roots for all they’re worth,
Internalising Nature’s bowels
To snag the devil, tweak his jowls
And pull his hairs from whence they grow!
I’ll destroy his pagan show
Of Homo sapiens’ disrespect!
The humble ape must reconnect
With Gaia’s plan!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Country Walking
I walked a league and o'er the moor;
I walked and walked as ne’er before,
And on to walk from dale to hill
And on again to claim the thrill.
Behold! that walking does for me:
The senses heightened, mind of glee,
While rolling vistas pass me by
To swell the heart, enthrall the eye.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Tortured Nature
Nature must be love
It is made by god above
Nature is in place
Nature is always with grace
The nature is green
It is colorful when seen
Nature is serene
It is peaceful ever seen
But people is bad
They make mother nature mad
When nature gets mad
It feels like the wrath of god
Disaster of nature
Is enough of your torture
Nature is flower
It gives love like a lover
poem by Ronald Jay Fiesta
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As I ventured to the Wood
As I ventured to the wood,
I stopped to draw on dewy air; let
Droplets shimmer in my hair, that
Rested on my tranquil head – as
In a sense of cosy bed.
As I ventured to the wood,
A gesturing cuckoo perched above,
And then in song with cooing dove,
‘You're welcome’, bade he, ’Enter please
To roam our land with gentle breeze.’
As I ventured to the wood,
A fallow deer of limpid eye
Gave care to glance at lucky I.
The heavenly aura 'bout her glow had
Charmed me, like a fine Bordeaux.
As I ventured to the wood,
A dazzling flower waved her face
In blazing show of dance and chase, and
Reddened bright in shade of dawn, she
Flirted like a prancing fawn.
As I ventured to the wood,
A butterfly had graced my arm,
And knowing I bid him no harm, he
Splayed for me hypnotic wing in
Colours for to urge me sing!
As I ventured to the wood,
The radiant sun shone down on me.
He flushed and beamed ‘I say to thee,
You bless your land; be filled with pride, and
Cherish e’er yon countryside! ’
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Nature is beautiful
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NATURE
poem by Kerri King
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Mist Upon the Placid Morn
Bleed out your beauty, Autumn –
Give up a gentle wrist, and smear
Your bloody hues atop the green.
Cast a calming throw of heady peace
Upon the cooling land.
And as you grant the sun a final fling of warmth,
Charge the silent air
(Now lolling on a foliar deathbed)
With earthen whiff to intimate the fungal push.
Soon you’ll send a shiver down the watery spine of
Quivering ponds, punctual brooks, and
Listless lakes, to warn them of the freeze to come.
Behold! your mellow spirit
Hanging as a mist upon the placid morn –
A sight that draws a sneaking tear or two – forlorn
Observers are we all of colder climes to view!
Autumn Lady, must you be the summer waning –?
Our adieu to fairer-weather life?
Ah well, at least you hum a warming tone, ensuring
Nature’s rhythm still abounds.
But now you must prepare the mind for chilly times –
You know the drill –
Guiding us along a sloping path
To ease our psyche in to sleet and snow –
The blue-ice bite of winter.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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Our nature
Nature dances to no ones rhythm except her own
She sits proud and arrogant on her thrown
She is inconstant, up one day and down the next bout
Like an ocean tide going in and out
Nature is born of the universe
Or is it that she is one with the universe
Nature is inconquerable
Nature is invincible
Nature is beautiful
With an abundance of mysteries, she is bountiful
Nature is original law
When there was no man, she was there before
Nature bore us
Nature is us
poem by Mthoko Mpofana
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We've got a lot of pressure going. This is for my Latin counterpart.
quote by Bobby Bonilla
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Language is the picture and counterpart of thought.
quote by Mark Hopkins
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When you do a thing with your whole soul and everything that is noble within you, you always find your counterpart.
quote by Camille Pissarro
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The counterpart of the suicide is the seeker; but the difference between them is slight.
quote by Paul Watzlawick
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In thy nature
In thy nature is beauty
in thy nature is earth
in thy nature i find my worth
in thy nature is peace
in thy nature i find myself
in thy nature every lasting greens
in thy nature there is more to be seen
in thy nature a beauty untold
in thy nature everything is worth more than gold
poem by Stephanie Mcgrath
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Heart to Heart though Far Apart
Inspired by sparkle sent by smile which charms
revealed are sadness, joy - each in each other's arms.
A joy: because one presence warms true heart.
In sadness since two seem too far apart.
Net gain for all: that which both minds disarms
extends, shows neither needs seek other balms.
Ever is the quest for counterpart
Nature's way, uniting yin-yang part,
interweaving warp weft web as palms
are thread together, - those once singed find psalms
responding through emotion's spectrum chart.
Infinities in resonance impart
the light that second sight transmits to all -
those who, once closed, may open, heed shared call.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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