The whole world appears to me like a huge vacuum, a vast empty space, whence nothing desirable, or at least satisfactory, can possibly be derived; and I long daily to die more and more to it; even though I obtain not that comfort from spiritual things which I earnestly desire.
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There was a time
when a filled up space of sorrow
a jigsaw of mixed emotions
cried for emptiness
more tolerable than pain
but nothing is...just that
nothing
horrifying vacuum space
which is why
some people choose...pain
and when they get too much of it
some people choose...vacuum
pain...vacuum...pain...vacuum
there is a time for a smile as well?
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Why A World
WHY A WORLD
Why a world
So vast so violent so dark so empty
Why all this distance
With so little life?
Why we
In this narrow space of time
On this frail membrane of earth and air?
Why so much else?
And we
We alone
Dreaming of You
Praying to You
Loving You
Fearing You
Not really knowing You.
Why and why again
In this vast seemingly indifferent universe
Are we here?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Meditation Poem 1 - Emptiness of the Mind
emptiness of the mind
a realm bigger than this head can hold
bigger than dead could hold
it is when you are absorbed in
the blossoming of a night flower
every second it scents time like heaven
emptiness of the mind
it is when your mind fills a huge boulder
like a soul, sprawled over the universe
taking in all with solid stoicism
a desire frozen by coldness
harder to break than rock
emptiness of the mind
it is when your mind cast a bigger mystery
than the black hole
so vast and empty you realise the zen of things
that there are things surviving on emptiness,
just being empty
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Life Is Vast
The vastness of life improves when you submerge,
Into the oceans of brilliance is the cure of illness.
Future has feuds of finesse, submerging like clouds,
Offending the general sky, as if the world mattered.
The fuel of fire is vast, so very vast so that we beg,
The fires are out and they are pushed out to the void.
A void is a vacuum too bigger than the world
Or any black hole, or any night-object.
The world is far away in a place too darker,
Darkness was vast for life, vaster than the mind.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Among those who are satisfactory in this respect it is desirable to have represented as great a diversity of intellectual tradition, social milieu and personal character as possible.
quote by Talcott Parsons
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Finding Time
time is such a huge space
and you find yourself inside it
so huge, sometimes you do not
not what to do with the empty
spaces that still haunt us
despite the calendars and
hectic schedules set by us
by them....
there is this stare that we give
to the wind
and we still have no answers
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Probably the closest things to perfection are the huge absolutely empty holes that astronomers have recently discovered in space. If there's nothing there, how can anything go wrong?
quote by Richard Brautigan
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There Is No Insignificance
There is karma
And spiritual destiny
Like the beautiful madman
John the Baptist
Foretold by the prophet Isaiah
To prepare the way of the Lord.
Divine Friend of humanity,
Help us to comprehend and accept
Our place in the universe,
To be responsible with our spiritual gifts
To enrich our own lives
As well as those with whom
We daily come in contact with.
This life is about being huge
With the purpose of our love
And not allowing the deception
Of smallness or insignificance.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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All wealth consists of desirable things; that is, things which satisfy human wants directly or indirectly: but not all desirable things are reckoned as wealth.
quote by Alfred Marshall
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In The Dark
Make me fumble
Make me fall
Make my heart stop and start
To tremble uncontrollably
Let my eyes see fear make desire
Keep those who long apart
Forbid the kiss
And leave us innocent
Of the things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
Make me remember
Make me forget
Make my mind unable
To force the body to do its will
Let it be right for belief and denial
To share a space in the heart and leave us only to imagine
About the things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
Make me pretend
Make me expect
Things can go and come to pass
Without trial or tribulation
Let this life space and time
Leave my body with permanent marks
Faded scars and lines
But not a single impression
Of the things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
Let me be tempted
Let me be torn
But make my thoughts pure and not
Morally corrupt in form
Let us sleep tonight
Let innocence lie in our dreams and secret hearts
With burning desire
A need to know and do
The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
The things some do in the dark
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Painted Veil
Millions of bubbles; bubbles, bubbles, bubbles.
Who could have thought that so small
could be the curse of all,
and source of all our troubles?
Microscopic seeds
encasing nuclei of fire.
Each germinates and breeds
subtle filaments of desire.
Desire slides in and overpowers,
making our best intentions fail
and weaves the warp and weft of the painted veil
which shrouds this world which is not ours.
Lift it?
It proliferates with every minute.
See?
Our eyes are trapped within it.
The world?
The world's a vast, empty machine
which thunders on,
blunders on,
silent and unseen.
poem by Brian Taylor
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The Latest Fear Of Silence
someday you may ask
'how come you have always something to say? '
as though you have always wished
that for a moment
i should have been silent
or say nothing about this world anymore
about you
about the coldness of your arm
and mine
' i have always something to say to this world'
in my silence that i have compromised with you
i could have said
that deep within my soul
there is a place without trees and shores
there are no leaves
that fall and cover my rugged land
no breeze to appease
my emptied wells
or i could have simply told you
that silence can kill me
that without the noise and my voice
i could have already been lost
in the void
that my only link to this world is a word
so many of them
and they wall me out
from the eternal threat of
an empty space
a meaningless vacuum
that has sucked many souls
into oblivion
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Mosaic
A leopardess dies on a tree.
No molestation was reported.
Exploring your breast
why were you throwing salt?
As if almost needing a space
you ran to top. A solid truth
looks like a quasicrystal
against the nature.
Unbosoming myself I am
traveling in vacuum. Empty
hands don't hold any ancestors.
I am carrying my unborn voice.
Now don't cry, don't. You are
reaching home at the end of a
tunnel. A featureless fog will let you in,
in a fatherless world.
poem by Satish Verma
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Bubblehead
Spinning on a mound of battered and rival fools, and freaks look out
We really are the same behind our smiles of plasticene
Siting on a sofa, going over catch me in your hands
Stuck inside a vacuum tube, I've lost control
I can't get out
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
No sense of gravity I'm drifting off into the heat again
Makes this river tease my paranoia bleeds inside my head
Bobbing in a submarine feels like I'm in an acid trail again
Wish that I could pinch myself and wake up from this bubblehead
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
Pull it back together, heal reflections in our broken bones
We're so ridiculous, we dress it up with smiles and frowns
Anticipating, always waiting for the weather still to shine
Gazing in a crystal to the future as we lose our minds
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
I can't break my bubblehead
I can't break this bubblehead
I can't break my bubblehead
I can't break this bubblehead
song performed by by Feeder
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In the spiritual body moreover, man appears such as he is with respect to love and faith, for everyone in the spiritual world is the effigy of his own love, not only as to the face and the body, but also as to the speech and the actions.
quote by Emanuel Swedenborg
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Spiritual City
Spiritual thought
Spiritual life
Spiritual city
Spiritual wife
Spiritual work
Spiritual war
Spiritual people
Spiritual law
Hey ho skdoodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow
Hey ho skdoodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow
Spiritual call
Spiritual tie
Spiritual seeker
Spiritual high
Spiritual need
Spiritual thirst
Spiritual beauty
Spiritual birth
Hey ho skdoodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow
Hey ho skdoodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow
Spiritual child
Spiritual man
Spiritual power
Spiritual land
Spiritual love
Spiritual rage
Spiritual vision
Spiritual age
Hey ho skdoodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow
Hey ho skdoodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow
Blood of the world, mother of mine
Gonna see you rise higher in time
Blood of the world, mother of mine
Gonna see you rise higher in time
Blood of the world, mother of mine
Gonna see you rise higher in time
Blood of the world, mother of mine
Open your eyes and let em shine !
Everybodys born to do a certain thing
And if youre dead jammy you find it.
And if youre good at it just keep doing it
Until youre fed up then do something else.
Youre here to make babies and look after the place.
You know ? (billy connolly)
song performed by by Waterboys
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Honesty
When I was young I lacked the sense
to realise I’d cause offence.
By asking questions frequently
and challenging authority.
I asked because I wanted to
believe that what you said was true.
But you denied me a reply
and I was left to wonder why.
Children should be seen not heard.
To my young mind was just absurd.
I think you were afraid to show
There were some things you did not know.
So you forfeited my respect.
I learnt thenceforward to expect
From most adults dishonesty
Because they could not possibly.
In any shape or form confess
that they might possibly know less.
Much less than what they thought they knew
and passing time has proved it true.
If I am asked I find it best
to admit that I fail the test
and simply state that I don’t know
but that I do know where to go.
I recommend the library
where you may find quite easily
The answer that I can’t supply.
I find that’s satisfactory.
12-Nov-07
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Empty Space
too late to hide
and too tired to care
take what you've left
and forget the rest
take what you see
of what's left of me
you know where I've been
and I don't want to go there again
you're beautiful
you're confusing
you're illogical
you're amazing
and I've seen the world
it's overrated
until you're everything
I have nothing
but empty space
I've been down
this road before
all that I've found
points me right back to you
and I've watch you move
from down below
where do I go from here
I guess I'll find out as I go
you're beautiful
you're confusing
you're illogical
you're amazing
and I've seen the world
it's overrated
until you're everything
I have nothing
but empty space
you're beautiful
you're confusing
you're illogical
you're amazing
and I've seen the world
it's overrated
until you're everything
I have nothing
until you're everything
I have nothing
but an empty space
song performed by by Lifehouse from Stanley Climbfall
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All desirable things... are desirable either for the pleasure inherent in themselves, or as a means to the promotion of pleasure and the prevention of pain.
quote by John Stuart Mill
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The moral turpitude of the boys of today appears to center in their failure to concentrate on any particular objective long enough to obtain their maximum results.
quote by Major Taylor
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