When you come together with your other half, you immediately experience a sense of wholeness and completeness.
quote by Andrew Cohen
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Winning brought me a wonderful sense of completeness.
quote by Tenley Albright
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Everything that is thought and expressed in words is one-sided, only half the truth; it all lacks totality, completeness, unity.
quote by Hermann Hesse
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Poetry being the sign of that which all men desire, even though the desire be unconscious, intensity of life or completeness of experience, the universality of its appeal is a matter of course.
quote by John Drinkwater
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Warnings Aren't As Effective
Most times a warning,
Isn't as effective...
As the experience itself.
A child seems not to learn,
Until an action taken...
Creates the right affect.
It's like overeating and cheating.
Two essentially different concepts,
When one defines them.
However...
Lieing about either one of them,
Produces the same result.
Embarrassment.
And...
It eventually shows.
Most people who are embarrassed...
Immediately seek to deny the truth.
Most times warnings aren't as effective,
As the experience itself.
And...
The experience once admitted,
Doesn't have to be devastating...
If one seeks the right counseling,
And is determined to be honest with 'self'...
To get from under the weight,
Of what becomes obvious to many as seen.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Somehow I Am Immediately Alerted
If I can express,
From my own point of view...
A committment to honesty,
As 'my' experience with it
Allows me to be.
With a self assessment...
That encourages I should be limitation free.
I will not be seeking opinions,
As to how my own impressions...
Affect me emotionally,
Mentally or physically.
Somehow,
I am immediately alerted.
Or why my feelings are felt,
The way I feel them.
Somehow,
I am immediately alerted.
Nor am I going to address that in debate.
To await who wins!
Somehow,
I am immediately alerted.
If I say I feel a certain way about my life...
I do not seek a validation.
Nor will I take random surveys.
Somehow,
I am immediately alerted.
Any emotions I can not define...
That are mine,
Has very little to do with outside observations.
No needs do I have to schedule visits,
With qualifying psychiatrists.
Or analytical dissections of dysfunctions,
Performed by anyone ordained...
To deliver sermons from a pulpit.
And...
Who believes themselves to be more in touch,
With 'my' reality.
Since all my realities have my name on them!
My creditors will vouch for that!
And would be happy I've made any attempts,
To contact them at all!
So if there is anyone who is in doubt,
About what comes out of my mouth.
Know this...
Any questions I may have,
About my life and directions I take...
To broaden my own awareness,
Will 'first' be heard by God.
And what is decided from 'our' conferences...
More than likely!
And will produce all the comprehension I need.
Unless God is not available.
And it is rare I've had to reschedule,
Priorities to accomodate my visits with Him...
Her or IT.
So far,
I've been extremely fortunate...
To find I am expected.
Somehow,
I am immediately alerted about this!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Feel
That sense of
Completeness
I feel with you.
In separation,
I feel like a
Body
Without a
Heart
That has
Gone off
With you.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Half The World
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Half the world hates
What half the world does every day
Half the world waits
While half gets on with it anyway
Half the world lives
Half the world makes
Half the world gives
While the other half takes
Half the world is
Half the world was
Half the world thinks
While the other half does
Half the world talks
With half a mind on what they say
Half the world walks
With half a mind to run away
Half the world lies
Half the world learns
Half the world flies
As half the world turns
Half the world cries
Half the world laughs
Half the world tries
To be the other half
Half of us divided like a torn-up photograph half of us are
Trying to reach the other half
Half the world cares
While half the world is wasting the day
Half the world shares
While half the world is stealing away
song performed by by Rush
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Half The World
Half the world lives,
Half the world makes,
Half the world gives
While the other half takes.
Half the world hates,
Half the world runs away,
Half the world's late,
Half the world praises the day.
Half the world is,
Half the world was,
Half the world thinks,
Half the world does.
Half the world lies,
Half the world burns,
Half the world cries
While the other half turns.
Half the world cares,
Half the world weeps,
Half the world shares,
Half the world keeps.
Half the world sings,
Half the world laughs,
Half the world brings,
Half the world tries to be the other half.
End.
Immediately after the Floyd experience, I became a pop record producer.
quote by Alan Parsons
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Value Of It All
When does the teaching process end?
And the learning of lessons begin...
Starting the arrival of experience?
And not far behind is a common sense,
Waiting to be triggered without a nudge?
It is there connecting all of this,
Without a budge!
Ready when needed.
However...
If a mind relies too much on books,
To lead to a life reflecting what is written...
As common as it may seem,
A sense expected is missing.
And if a mind begins to lose sight
Of experience, lessons taught
AND common sense...
There will be problems.
Big time ego ones!
Who pays?
And at what cost?
Especially...
If the value of it all is lost!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On The 'I Am' Series....
the 'I Am' series for me has been
a journey, a constant and continual
sense of evolving, finding the self by
'losing the self in the selves of all others',
the identity that has not a name, but many names...
many faces, many colors, many smells...
the raw sense of the connection,
the sacredness of the common,
the ecstatic weeping of souls joined by need.
the dance of the spirit, the sensuality...
and the pounding beat of hearts within hearts.
if i ever put together another book, this
will be it! this is what i have to say!
this series contains the wholeness, and all
the broken pieces of my life.... these poems smell
like me, and like you!
thank each of you for bearing with me....
we are the journey!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The way we make sense of a realistic text is through the same broad ideological frame as the way we make sense of our social experience or rather, the way we are made sense of by the discourses of our culture.
quote by John Fiske
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Teacher as healer: an observation
Even before the question put,
they’re full of quiet attention; something
is already being listened to.. makes
that space, in which a question
may be floated on the air..
tentatively perhaps, or self-concerned,
the question’s put; and listened to;
perhaps with gentle nod of head;
a keen attention; even a half-smile:
you and they are meeting now
in the fullness of the heart, in
a place that’s fully shared:
the teacher, almost eager, so it seems,
to hear more of your truth;
to hear the truth of you.
And as the question nears its end,
the answer floats upon the air
as if it and the question are but one;
the answer gently given, as if
already shared; not given,
not received; but already shared;
(and I saw: each time they said
the words ‘it is’, their spine
relaxed into a greater straightness..)
Who can describe that unity of mind -
as joy in stillness; or the bliss of peace?
Somewhere in the world of name and form,
something has been healed;
wholeness has returned to wholeness;
perfection taken, and returned;
the teacher, too, is still;
gifts of grace have been exchanged.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Hand Me Downs
Ive taken so many down
Ive helped them all to dismount
Ive followed so many down
I take their hand me downs
All with hope
All with hope
That emptiness brings fullness
And loss of love brings wholeness
All with hope
All with hope
That emptiness brings fullness
And loss of love brings wholeness
To us all
Everything that I believe
Crawls from underneath the streets
Everything I truly love
Comes from somewhere far above
Everything that I believe
Is wrong with you is wrong with me
Everything I truly love
I love in you and I love in me
So give me hope
Give me hope
That emptiness brings fullness
And loss of love brings wholeness
To us all
You swear you cant swim the river
(Ive become the beggar now)
(youve become the saint somehow)
But I saw you running to jump in
(Ive become the beggar now)
(youve become the saint somehow)
I swore Id never be your sinner
(Ive become the beggar now)
(youve become the saint somehow)
Til I held your sin
Hand me downs
Now you ask me why Im here
The same as you
Im scared - its fear
Ive become the beggar now
And youve become the saint somehow
Twist the words and place the blame
And tell me now arent we the same
Tripping in our yellow feet
Checking underneath our sheets
For some hope
Give me hope
That emptiness brings fullness
And loss of love brings wholeness
Give me hope
Give me hope
That emptiness brings fullness
And loss of love brings wholeness
To us all
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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I mean the word proof not in the sense of the lawyers, who set two half proofs equal to a whole one, but in the sense of a mathematician, where half proof = 0, and it is demanded for proof that every doubt becomes impossible.
quote by Carl Friedrich Gauss
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The Answer
Then what is the answer?- Not to be deluded by dreams.
To know that great civilizations have broken down into violence,
and their tyrants come, many times before.
When open violence appears, to avoid it with honor or choose
the least ugly faction; these evils are essential.
To keep one's own integrity, be merciful and uncorrupted
and not wish for evil; and not be duped
By dreams of universal justice or happiness. These dreams will
not be fulfilled.
To know this, and know that however ugly the parts appear
the whole remains beautiful. A severed hand
Is an ugly thing and man dissevered from the earth and stars
and his history... for contemplation or in fact...
Often appears atrociously ugly. Integrity is wholeness,
the greatest beauty is
Organic wholeness, the wholeness of life and things, the divine beauty
of the universe. Love that, not man
Apart from that, or else you will share man's pitiful confusions,
or drown in despair when his days darken.
poem by Robinson Jeffers
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Myth about the self
What is self? Which is self? Who know?
The accumulated thought is self.
Thought lost, the sense of self is lost.
Thought is memory's expression.
Thought is conditioned by dogmas,
Convictions, customs and habits,
Also by experience and knowledge.
Thought lost, memory lost, self is lost.
Self must be an ugly product.
It wants to surge ahead in streams.
It wants to go ahead on road.
Selfishness is its character.
It's self that makes divisions
Among people, faiths and nations.
Self is the cause all clashes.
Self cannot be dislodged from heart.
Self is not the wholeness of life.
One's life is inclusive of self.
Life is the string of creation.
Creation exists without self.
Death terminates one's life and self.
Death does not liberate the self.
Keep the self under the control
More with the brain than with the heart.
12.10.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Deepest Sensuality
The profoundest of all sensualities
is the sense of truth
and the next deepest sensual experience
is the sense of justice.
poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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Everybody thinks they know what art should be. But very few of them have the sense that is necessary to experience painting, that is the sense of sight, that sees colors and forms as living reality in the picture.
The older I get, the more I realize the importance of exercising the various dimensions of my body, soul, mind and heart. Taken together, these aspects give me a sense of wholeness. I want to be a whole human being rather than one who limps on one leg because I don't know how to use all of my parts. Intellectual, emotional, and physical activity are not separate entities. Rather, they are dimensions of the same human being.
quote by Robert Fulghum
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