The main force used in the evolving world of humanity has hitherto been applied in the form of war.
quote by Arthur Keith
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It's really questioning where humanity is going, and is there a place for the way we perceive things now? Does that have to remain the same? Is anything constant? The world is constantly evolving, as is humanity. It's really about evolution and taking charge of humanity's next step.
quote by James McAvoy
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Where force is necessary, there it must be applied boldly, decisively and completely. But one must know the limitations of force; one must know when to blend force with a maneuver, a blow with an agreement.
quote by Leon Trotsky
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Persuasion, indeed, is a kind of force. It consists in showing a person the consequences of his actions. It is, in a word, force applied through the mind.
quote by James Fitzjames Stephen
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Jesus Is The Main Man
Jesus is the main man.
That's it.
No more comments!
Jesus is the main man.
You can zip your parted lips, now!
Jesus is the main man.
Forget those pity stops at pits.
Jesus is the main man.
This you 'must' admit, now!
Jesus is the main man.
That's it.
No more comments on it made...
To degrade or say what else may fit.
Jesus is the main man.
Know this,
And get lifted quick!
Jesus is the main man.
Understand this as best you can.
Jesus is the main man.
Commanded when you pray,
Now!
Jesus is the main man.
That's it...
No need for further comments on it!
Jesus is the main man.
He's like a gift one gets,
To share unlimited!
Jesus is the main man.
It's hard to sit still,
When something received
Is known
To be real!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Egg to Hen Poem
At first hard cover
Inside a
fluidity of identity
atomic alchemy
Boxing ring can be the hard holder of disciplinary existence
Break free, whether it is true or false to touch the sky of the true base of humanity no humiliated conceptualization process but the birth if the eye is the eye
if not blindness of life can happen it is an adventure of life, go for it
Shaping form and colours first, then conditioned concepts and innate concepts encounter life
sound and voice, the smallest units of human language
the hard holder asks the fluidity of the existing identity
what is the purpose of your life?
how would you end your life?
Form is now clear and idea is evolving out of complexity
Like a poem with possessing vehicle of predetermined destiny
The entire cosmos is made out of one and the same world-stuff, operated by the same energy as we ourselves. "Mind" and "matter" appears as two aspects of our unitary mind-bodies. There is no separate supernatural realm: all phenomena are part of one natural process of evolution. There is no basic cleavage between science and religion; they are both organs of evolving humanity.
quote by Julian Huxley
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Live, By God, Live!
perhaps i've said what i wanted to say poorly...
the crux of the matter is this:
we are where we are because
we've put ourselves here,
we've allowed this to happen to us!
we blame the government,
we blame people who are 'different',
we blame the economy,
we blame god,
we blame each other.
bottom line, we are to blame.
we cannot evolve as human beings
without evolving as a society.
we cannot evolve as people,
without evolving as a nation.
we cannot evolve as citizens,
without evolving as citizens of the world.
we've stood by, and done nothing.
we have run from the truth,
we have betrayed ourselves!
we've existed in tiny cells,
denying our responsibilities.
this has to stop!
we are out of time.
we are surrounded by suffering,
and our indifference is the cause.
stand up! shout! demand dignity!
and Live, by god, Live!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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America, the Truth
George Washington
did not part the Red Sea,
and lead us into the
Promised Land...
God, not even a white God,
did not tell us to...
slaughter the Native Americans,
and take their lands by force!
we are not the 'chosen people'!
we're just people, people
like all other people
around the world!
first, and foremost,
we are citizens of the world.
any blessing we have received
comes with the responsibility
to share it with the world...
not to force our idealogies
whether for profit or pride...
if we stand for freedom,
it means freedom for all...
regardless of color, creed,
or nationality...
we cannot rise any higher
than our actions...
cannot liberate without
first liberating ourselves...
cannot build a future
without including all
of humanity, great and small!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Consciousness
Mass and energy is one and the same.
On conversion, they interchange forms.
No gain or no loss is their total sum.
Consciousness runs through them over time.
Water is the essence and consciousness
That runs through ice, steam, mist, dues, fog and frost.
Life energy is the sole consciousness
That runs through plants, animals and humans.
The Universe is constantly evolving.
Living organisms are evolving from the earth
And dissolve into the earth over time.
The consciousness runs through uncut.
Adults give birth to new ones and will die.
The new ones grow to adults and give births.
The adult protrudes its mass and energy
While it itself dissolves into the earth.
Formless consciousness takes variant forms,
Which are, however, impermanent.
Body, senses and mind make human form.
Human form is made of fluent energy.
The energy is undying and unborn.
The life energy manifest in forms
Dies not when the form disintegrates
And only extends when new one develops.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Tracing Me Out...
I find a new fire burning
With colourful flames hitherto unseen.
I find that it is burning
With fumes souring to skies hitherto unreached.
And my joy knows no bounds.
I find the thing burning
My mind is it!
I find the crowd cheering
My people are it!
And a gloom embraces me.
The flames flicker,
The smoke withers,
And the souls creep back into the holes,
I feel a stench of my mind
And a heap of ash remains.
I won`t see new things burning,
Nor will I search for flames thereof.
With what little is left over in me since
I have to trace a form of mine
To speak certain brutal truths to you.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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The Power!
the highest form of art,
the highest form of philosophy,
the highest form of spirituality,
comes in the applied interaction
of peoples with each other...
taking the time to listen, to care,
to understand, to feel, to forgive,
to work together, and to see each
other in ourselves...
you cant write it any better, you
cant paint it any better, you cant
play it any better, you cant pray
it any better!
this is the power that created
the cosmos... and does so again
and again... the power that turns
the seasons, and brings the dawn...
this is the light that darkness
cannot swallow...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The British ballads became a new kind of form in their hand. And out of them came the blues, a new kind of song of commentary and satire, a song form which, after all, has become the main musical form of the whole human species.
quote by Alan Lomax
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When we abolish the slavery of half of humanity, together with the whole system of hypocrisy it implies, then the "division" of humanity will reveal its genuine significance and the human couple will find its true form.
Simone de Beauvoir in The Second Sex (1950)
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When we abolish the slavery of half of humanity, together with the whole system of hypocrisy it implies, then the 'division' of humanity will reveal its genuine significance and the human couple will find its true form.
quote by Simone de Beauvoir
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Bring Me
Bring me to the world
Let me show them that life in itself is not just humanity
We feel animal hungers combined with animalistic insanity
revolving around lust, like an animal you feel the pleasure
a complete necessity
I look into the world and feel everyone looking back at me
Do they know my love is powerful
that it breaks all binds and moves all oceans in one direction
that it can flood the world of humanity
My body is shaken from being wrought with worries I have taken
No smile to form my lips
Drinking happiness from a broken cup
In careful sips
I look for the peace in my world
the balance that will make me normal
I am not angry, I am just beginning to unfurl
The feeling that enlightens me
Is my embrace of my animal self
I am a lion that protects her young
I am mother that protects her sons
I am the panther that mates with hunger
I am the virile woman showering extasy upon her lover
I am not normal and in this I find peace
I am the mother, The Woman, the lover, the friend
You see me
I am in the crowd next to you
A part of humanity
poem by Ntozake Stringfield
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Beyond A Tracing I Have Never Been...
Somewhere there around me
I find a new fire burning
With colourful flames hitherto unseen.
I find that it is burning with fumes
Souring to the altitudes hitherto unreached.
In fact my joy knows no bounds.
I feel the thing burning now
Oh, my mind is it!
I find the eccentric crowd cheering
My people are it!
And a gloom begins to embrace me.
The flames flicker and go slende,
The smoke withers and dies,
And the souls unseen creep back into the holes,
I feel a stench of my mind
And a heap of ash remains.
I can`t see new things burning,
Nor can I search for flames thereof.
With what little is left over in me since
I have to somehow trace a form of mine
To speak certain brutal truths to you.
Beyond a tracing I have never been...
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Power operates only destructively, bent always on forcing every manifestation of life into the straitjacket of its laws. Its intellectual form of expression is dead dogma, its physical form brute force. And this unintelligence of its objectives sets its stamp on its supporters also and renders them stupid and brutal, even when they were originally endowed with the best of talents. One who is constantly striving to force everything into a mechanical order at last becomes a machine himself and loses all human feeling.
quote by Rudolph Rocker
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People
People fly people flee
People clam and say it wasnt me
People fish people beef
People arm to teeth
Yes, youve got people on the tube
Walking on the moon
People at the bottom of the sea
People in tombs
People in igloos
Even a tribe of pygmies
People are the main spring
Turning the world around
People, theyre the main spring
Spinning this world upside down
People sun people toast
People tire shile other people smoke
People bowl people rock
People pay to see two people box
Watch me face me
Dress me baby me
Phone me wire me
House me bug me fire me
People are the main spring
Spinning the world around
People, theyre the main spring
Turning this world inside out
song performed by by King Crimson
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God Making The Moves
In a modern interactive
technological database chip age
is God still like de main man
prime mover making de moves?
Humanity still writes
history on silicon sand
humanity explores space
inner space outer space.
Humanity traces finger in sand
creates new worlds to understand
mimics creator scientific mimics
creation on earth machine hat tricks.
Humanity in creation dust crawls
tracing trajectory dust motion motes
trying to reunite clay soul flesh mind
flesh mortality soul immortality mind.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Pessimist In A Poem...
the sickness of humanity
is looking for a cure
and trusting about the herbs of
words
humanity keeps on writing
until it finds the
cure,
there seems to be
nothing,
there is no remedy
on the sickness of our humanity
it begs
nothing is given
it is thirsty and remains
to be one
it is hungry (for love, for compassion
for warmth, and understanding
for food
and shelter and embrace)
and it so remains to
be one
hungry world
there is no cure, its sickness
remains forever
until you come in
to tell the world that it is wrong
you are the savior
of this sickness of humanity
when you cease to be
one of them.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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