Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity; at least while dreaming, we partake of the power of the Spirit, the infinite Godhead that creates the cosmos.
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He was every person's Creator
For every bird gruesomely killed; he had the power to
create infinite more fledglings,
For every river dried miserably to a trickle; he had
the power to create infinite oceans,
For every tree brutally chopped to the ground; he had
the power to create infinite forests,
For every eye inadvertently blinded; he had the power
to create infinite with sight,
For every satanic night taking a complete stranglehold
on light; he had the power to create infinite
brilliant days,
For every tongue which was disdainfully dumb; he had
the power to create infinite mouths which could speak
and shout,
For every iota of currency furtively stolen; he had
the power to create infinite banks looming high and
handsome till the heavens,
For every couple who was childless and rendered
cruelly unable to procreate; he had the power to
create infinite more households bustling with a
battalion of toddlers,
For every brain that was wholesomely exhausted; he
had the power to create infinite intelligent minds,
For every child disastrously orphaned on the streets;
he had the power to create infinite families complete
in all respects,
For every blade of grass mercilessly trampled; he had
the power to create infinite meadows of lush green
crop,
For every skeleton lying disdainfully buried under the
coffin; he had the power to create infinite bodies;
dancing about in robust health and thunderous fervor,
For every scalp that was balder than the egg; he had
the power to create infinite strands of shimmering
hair,
For every life lost unwittingly during the tumultuous
earthquake; he had the power to create infinite more
souls as Kings,
For every slave bound wretchedly to gleaming chains;
he had the power to create infinite crusaders to break
open the shackles,
For every throat that was dangerously thirsty; he had
the power to create infinite mouths slavering with
excess water,
For every watch that had abruptly relinquished to
function; he had the power to create infinite clocks
ticking at electric speeds,
For every Albino engulfed entirely with a coat of
appalling pink skin; he had the power to create
infinite beauties with the most charismatic of flesh,
For every house that had been diabolically pulverized
to raw dust during war; he had the power to create
infinite palaces; blended profusely with glittering
gold and silver,
For every demon wandering at will on this earth; he
had the power to create infinite angels to valiantly
defend the world,
For every heart pathetically broken; he had the power
to create and bind infinite having just taken birth,
His power to create was simply unprecedented; his
process of evolution was simply boundless and beyond
the most unimaginable degree of comprehension; and
that is why he was not only mine; BUT EVERY PERSON'S
ALMIGHTY CREATOR
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
poem by Nikhil Parekh
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He who proclaims the existence of the Infinite, and none can avoid it — accumulates in that affirmation more of the supernatural than is to be found in all the miracles of all the religions; for the notion of the Infinite presents that double character that forces itself upon us and yet is incomprehensible. When this notion seizes upon our understanding we can but kneel ... I see everywhere the inevitable expression of the Infinite in the world; through it the supernatural is at the bottom of every heart. The idea of God is a form of the idea of the Infinite. As long as the mystery of the infinite weighs on human thought, temples will be erected for the worship of the Infinite, whether God is called Brahma, Allah, Jehovah, or Jesus; and on the pavement of these temples, men will be seen kneeling, prostrated, annihilated by the thought of the Infinite.
quote by Louis Pasteur
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If you tell the truth, you have infinite power supporting you; but if not, you have infinite power against you.
quote by Charles Gordon
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True, He is infinite Majesty, but He is also infinite Goodness and infinite Love. There can be no greater Lord than God; neither can there be a more ardent lover than He.
quote by Alphonsus Liguori
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Infinetry
If the universe is of infinite size
On just one planet would life arise?
Or are there many where life can swarm,
Advanced like us and of similar form?
In lands bizarre and on planets strange,
Do alien writers their words arrange?
So do we live in a universe
Where infinite poets write infinite verse?
poem by Dennis N. O'Brien
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Poetry Today
POETRY TODAY
Billions and trillions and zillions of words
Infinite infinite infinite unending ongoing unending infinite
Words and words and words.
And one small reader
Alone in the night
With a half- asleep mind
And a longing
For a bit of beauty,
And inspiration.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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See Me Tonight,
time,
time has taken another turn,
time make's a man, time save's a man,
time is so infinite time can never fade,
time move's on and on with the infinite timing,
My time here is to shine by the light,
the anguish and affliction's has to end because
we trust our heavenly father,
By the value of God
we value time that giveth us the infinite life.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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My Infinite Love
When you see a shooting star in the night
When you hear the warm wind whisper through the pines
I want you to know
Chorus:
Itll be me and my infinite love for you
Its just like I promised you under heaven above
It will live on long after we kiss goodbye
Forever by your side
My infinite love
When you think someone is callin out your name
When you feel that kind of feelin you cant explain
Now you will know
Repeat Chorus
I want you to know
Repeat Chorus
My infinite love
My infinite love
song performed by by George Strait
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In This World Of Infinite Words
IN THIS WORLD OF INFINITE WORDS
In this world of infinite words
So many poems have already been written,
Infinite poems in infinite words-
Therefore any new poem simply seems to cry out its own non- necessity-
Yet in a word in a voice
A whole world can be born and transformed-
A new poem a real poem
Can make us forget all the others
And make all the others live through it-
Yet who in this world of infinite words
Can write this poem?
And when will the next set of strangers names come
To show me that my words are nothing?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Dreamin
Dreamin? i saw a spirit in the sky
Im dreamin? dreaming away again
I felt a cold wind rushing in
And carry me up high
Far above the maddening crowd I fly
Its so exciting
Electrifying
And I can see theres no dreams
Dreamin? i saw a strange light in the sky
Im dreamin? dreaming away again
I felt this power touching me
Reelin? in my lies
Visions came,
My heart began to rise
Its so exciting
Electrifying
I feel the sun is in my dreams
Ive seen the wild side of city lights
Walked the streets where the lightning strikes
Ive heard the thunder and I know
But Ive never had such feelings before
In my dreams
Dreamin? away again
Dreamin? away again
Dreamin? i saw a spirit in the sky
Im dreaming
I saw a strange light in the sky
Im dreaming
I saw a shadow passing by
Im dreaming
Dreamin? away again
Im dreaming
Dreamin? away again
Dreamin? dreamin? away again
Dreamin.......
song performed by by Nazareth
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The aim of science is not to open the door to infinite wisdom, but to set a limit to infinite error.
Bertolt Brecht in The life of Galileo
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I am looking for a lot of men who have an infinite capacity to not know what can't be done.
quote by Henry Ford
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Lines consist of an infinite number of points; planes an infinite number of lines; volumes an infinite number of planes, hypervolumes an infinite number of volumes... No, this, this more geometrico, is definitely not the best way to begin my tale. Affirming a fantastic tale's truth is now a story-telling convention; mine, though, is true.
Jorge Luis Borges in The Book of Sand (1975)
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What Poem Can Be Written/To Break The Silence Of Infinite Sadness?
WHAT POEM CAN BE WRITTEN/ TO BREAK THE SILENCE OF INFINITE SADNESS
What poem can be written
To break the silence of infinite sadness?
An infinite poem?
A sad Poem?
A poem that knows no one’s name
Including my own?
A poem that comes suddenly
Like the freshness of these winter breezes
And sweeps the mind free
Into a new world
Of Light and Dreams
So cold?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Death Is The Infinite Sadness In Life
DEATH IS THE INFINITE SADNESS IN LIFE
Death is the infinite sadness in life
All the great the good the small-
The beautiful-
The loved and the unloved-
The kind and the less kind-
All-
Death - the infinite sadness of life.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Know Thyself!
Ah! The speck of a star dust,
Filling a ray of light,
Get Exited to roam here and
there! The one who has neither born,
nor die,
The eternal infinite singing its
eternal song AUM,
Going round and round the Sun,
Along the revolving Earth, Rotating about own axis along
with rotating Planet! I and you are same here,
Counting the time, counting the
days,
Everything is natural,
Why can't I be more natural
Why can't I be neutral, All here are busy,
The Sun, the Moon,
The Earth,
The ocean and breeze,
Every cells of plants and animals
busy, Look at your cells,
That too are soundlessly busy,
Why can't I and you,
Say 'I am you' to the creator,
Because you too conferred same
capacity, capable to create your own
world,
Your own happiness and sorrow,
Your own world of life, wisdom
and knowledge,
Its show of shadow play is this world!
If everything came from nothing,
And everything goes into
nothing,
Nothing is smiling behind
everything,
And everything showup on nothing,
is it true that universe is nothing,
Or one in this universe is
nothing? Or is it true that the sense
developed by nothing can feel
everything? Creation is the result of creativity
of that nothing,
For which everything is possible,
Nothing is impossible to that
nothing,
Which can play with everything! Remain here as nothing,
Behave yourself nothing,
Someday that will be the truth,
Nothing can save you from
leaving everything!
Love everyone seeing this nothing which is behind
everything!
More or less, my mind,
dipping itself in divinity within,
several times a day, Losing weight,
its dirt,
dissolving its narrowness,
In the infinite vastness of Self!
More or less it is learning that knowledge and wisdom,
Thirst for more and more,
Power and popularity,
All are equally dragging back to hell!
Hell is where I feel Myself finite,
Yet feeling pain infinite,
Heaven is that where I feel myself light and painless,
Neither senseless nor insane!
It is here itself both hell or heaven felt,
Beyond which there is reality and truth,
It is not a matter of places,
Hell or heaven are,
Only a matter of planes,
Planes at with mind take me,
And beyond the plane where mind can never go,
I find the Self shining in its glory,
and that plane,
No duality or trinity exist,
Only one who ever exit is not felt,
The life of an atom or life of a star begins!
Yet no star can shine,
Only that mysterious that shines which remains mysterious,
With that light which absorbs all!
Know for sure, you are that,
That truth, beyond all truth that
your tongue can talk,
Mind can imagine and
intelligence and reasoning can
go, Mystery is beyond perception,
No one can penetrate this mystery as
he himself is that!
God is not nothing,
But isn't it sure God is not a thing
Of perception,
How can one percept the
perceptor? God is the whole being, absolute
infinite,
No one to see exist other than
him,
Not even mirror in which he can
see himself, He himself became universe, the
mirror,
In which he can see himself!
When someone come out of the
absolute infinite to look back,
Can only find both are relative infinite,
Relative to one another,
Related to one another eternally
God and nature are these eternal
relatives!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Genius is an infinite capacity for taking pains.
quote by Thomas Carlyle
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Genius is an infinite capacity for taking pains.
Bubble Of Life Floats and Flies!
I am that bubble
On that infinite ocean,
I know I am eternal,
except that fills the bubble!
I am that infinite
One of infinite thoughts of the infinite!
Infinite filled breath into infinite bubbles,
I am one of these
Each day he transcends on Earth!
He is her great lover,
She is his fertile wife,
More fertile ones he has.
Everyday she becomes pregnant,
Everyday she breeds billion bubbles of billion species,
Some with brain and some without,
Some with hearts and some without,
But every bubble she breed, are with stomach,
hunger and thirst
Anger and lust
This was mechanical
Till they decided to breed which are their own copy,
With all capacity to understand parents,
Then that came the species of bubbles
Which can see back!
And more than understand,
This lovely child stared weeping on arrival,
Making others happy!
when bubble grew up,
Understood parents,
Sister bubbles
Brother bubbles
Dictating mother,
But not the father,
Mother is soft and caring,
Felt for children and fad them with the best,
When sons Grew, sometimes taller
Than Father,
Started to say I know mother,
I don't know, whether I have father,
Since father was hiding in everyone, who filled his own breath inside these bubbles,
He was helpless when ignorant bubble say there is no ocean,
When bubble learns,
All is his,
Understand what is what,
But for that bubble, jumping and dancing,
With that nuclear arms in his arms,
when adam had Eve in his arms,
Eve had serpent to seduce,
Man made parents stay apart!
the stay apart, still not divorced,
When the divorce, bubble bursts,
But bubble when tries,
To live, it may burst,
When it wants to burst it may live,
This is what we enjoy
And call as life
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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I believe there are so many other disciplines and themes that we still haven't explored yet. It's infinite what we can apply our creativity to.
quote by Guy Laliberte
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