It is remarkable by how much a pinch of malice enhances the penetrating power of an idea or an opinion. Our ears, it seems, are wonderfully attuned to sneers and evil reports about our fellow men.
quote by Eric Hoffer
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Where lies beauty?
Modesty enhances
and glamour reduces,
Muteness enhances
and openness reduces,
Formidability enhances
and accessibility reduces,
Prudence enhances
and hollowness reduces,
Reliability enhances
and camouflage reduces,
The beauty of a woman
To the eyes of men
16.12.2001, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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It is my opinion that everything must be based on a simple idea. And it is my opinion that this idea, once we have finally discovered it, will be so compelling, so beautiful, that we will say to one another, yes, how could it have been any different.
quote by John Archibald Wheeler
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Would You?
If you were in the same situation... would you?
If you had the power to control the world
The chance to mold
It, to make it bend to your will
If you all you had to do was kill
Would you?
If you had the power to take all of Germany
To make the world see
That your race is best
To show them that you're greater than all the rest
If you had motive and opportunity
Would you?
If you had the power to plunge a nation into war
For your own gain, even if such selfishness is what this world does abhor
Would you?
If we're all sinners
And no one is a saint
Wouldn't we? Doesn't evil taint
Each and everyone one of us? Aren't we all losers and not winners?
Doesn't the evil inside of us control us when we let it
Doesn't our base nature lead us to the pit
Would you give in?
Would you sin?
Does that power corrupt us all
Or do we only hear about those who fall?
But then there's both sides
Because God's love abides
We all have the power to do good
To choose God
We have the power to love and to save
Power to wave
Goodbye to malice
And fill the righteous chalice
Until it overflows and we can share righteousness and love
Share the worthy dove
We all have this chance and the other
We all have the chance to kill or love our brother
So the question is
Would you?
poem by David Knox
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Our enemies are our evil deeds and their memories, our pride, our selfishness, our malice, our passions, which by conscience or by habit pursue us with a relentlessness past the power of figure to express.
quote by George A. Smith
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There is a power in public opinion in this country - and I thank God for it: for it is the most honest and best of all powers - which will not tolerate an incompetent or unworthy man to hold in his weak or wicked hands the lives and fortunes of his fellow-citizens.
quote by Martin Van Buren
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Fairy Revels
Pinch him, pinch him, black and blue,
Saucy mortals must not view
What the queen of stars is doing,
Nor pry into our fairy wooing.
Pinch him blue-
And pinch him black-
Let him not lack
Sharp nails to pinch him blue and red,
Till sleep has rocked his addlehead.
For the trespass he hath done,
Spots o'er all his flesh shall run.
Kiss Endymion, kiss his eyes,
Then to our midnight heidegye
We can never be sure that the opinion we are endeavouring to stifle is a false opinion; and even if we were sure, stifling it would be an evil still.
quote by John Stuart Mill
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It's that day again
Come one, come all and gather round
hear the sound
the story and tale
let not your ears fail
not now, for this is of great importance
Im not looking for acceptance
but for your deliverance
I must save you from what i did
by this vein i must forbid
you to guard your heart, for there is a lurking evil that consumes the young
an evil that rolls off the tongue
is sweet to hear, sweet to the hear, and dear
on this day on this February the thirteenth do not express
your love for someone until you address
this problem, because it's the ideas that are the worst poison
this is what ruins a person
before you profess that love, make certain
that you profess not in vain
for this is the simple trap that ensnares men
its the idea, the idea of her are you blind it's the idea thats trapped you again
Your LOVE is not true, because you are in love the idea of her
and when weeks pass and trials come... she will concur
that your love was imagined, you loved that way she made you feel
the way she held you and made you feel warm, so surreal
but that's not love, you imagined your dream girl
but fell in love with someone else, only to find that all along you loved an idea
that was the object of your love, this idea you made, let your reality unfurl
see past your blindness and see you never loved her and dont make
the mistake that i made, and dont you dare fake
this love, because you feel so lonely, don't settle for less but wait
for your real mate
it's that day, that day i remember, what not to do
now i come to you
to save, redeem, deliver, and expose this wrong this threatens the life
you need not fear if you guard your heart and trust in Him who can be trusted
your First Love, but do not forget that this world is rife
with that temptation to love the idea of a girl, dont get caught busted
the idea is so much more dangerous than the room, and yet it will
beg your love, as you attempt to wait, don't love an idea that is abstract
resist its power to attract
do not let it kill
as it has done to many before
and will do to more a score
tread carefully my friend, for you tread the ground trod by those who fell
in love with ideas so keep not your heart on your sleeve
but guard it in armor and do not tell
a girl that you love her, when you love an idea, don't be naive
poem by David Knox
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Ch 08 On Rules For Conduct In Life - Maxim 49
An envious man is avaricious with the wealth of God and hates the guiltless as foes.
I saw a crackbrained little man,
Reviling a possessor of dignity,
Who replied: ‘O fellow, if thou art unlucky,
What guilt is there in lucky men?’
Forbear to wish evil to an envious man
Because the ill-starred fellow is an evil to himself.
What needest thou to show enmity to him
Who has such a foe on the nape of his neck?
What I Actually Meant To Say
This is what I am saying...
From my lips to your ears.
I apologize for making statements,
Attributed to me while in the company...
Of those very wealthy and supporting my campaign.
When I thought my comments were not being recorded.
And it was extremely foolish of me to do that,
After nibbling on the glazed roasted chicken...
Topped with honey mustard sauce.
And then to take a sip of the exquisite champagne?
Whew...no one should consciously do that to then speak.
I had no idea I was being recorded.
However...
Once that was brought to my attention.
And I had time to change my mind,
I awakened the next day with the realization...
I had made a mistake in assessing,
The lives of the people I so dearly want to represent.
AND what I actually meant to say,
Was not taped at all.
It was there in my head seeking to find my lips.
I hope that 'this' explanation makes clearer my position.
I am so filled with love and empathy for all of my fellow-men.
And fellow-women, fellow-children and their fellow-pets.
'May I ask a question? '
Of course.
By all means.
'Who are you? '
Well...
I am certainly not that other guy!
You can rely on me 100%.
'Does that include the 47% you earlier excluded,
From the giving of your love and empathy? '
That would be two questions.
And I recall you requested to ask just one.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Premeditated Wish To Be Evil
Malice with intention,
Is not forgivable.
Even after the attempt is made,
To slide these deeds,
Over to the mistake side of life.
With a simplified 'I'm sorry' said.
Anyone can identify a mistake made.
There is something about it that is obvious.
But someone who is set to release malice...
Has a premeditated wish to be evil.
Believing that revenge tasted for them,
Will then be sweet.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Sweetest Songs Of Peace
the angels have come this early morning
in the little room
in this little house
in this little island
in my little time
now they are singing the sweetest songs of peace
while i am sleeping
i must be dreaming
pinch me, pinch me
the islands line themselves like boats
like men and women in an array
in the order of things
lining up in this system
they are listening
i must be dreaming
pinch me! pinch me!
wake me! wake me up!
i must be dreaming
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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There is nothing in the world more powerful than an idea. No weapon can destroy it; no power can conquer it except the power of another idea.
quote by James Roy Smith
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The Hope That Will Always Be There
most of the time
i waited for the final showdown
of this battle
between good and evil
for the moment the bad one
wins and
teases me
for not siding with it
but i am attuned to
waiting
i always hope
that at the end it is only the good
that triumphs
for the meantime i watch the evil one
laugh and dance
and drink
all the luxuries of this
earth
there is this patience of
faith
that never falters
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Deliciously Sipped
Scented mint and lilac drifts...
Rise to crest upon my senses.
As I pinch a piece of peppermint...
From a selected twig.
To twist with lemon peel.
And add for taste to rum I drink.
Deliciously sipped,
I sit back and relax.
To enjoy this treat that enhances a peace.
Increasing within me to allow daydreams.
Nothing more I convince myself of this...
Can be so good!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Good and Evil
When I was a toddler I found that
What’s bad is evil, what’s good is good
And I don’t have a power to change that
When I was a teenager I found that
What’s bad is evil, what’s good is also evil
And I want a power to fight them all
Now I’m much older I find that
What’s bad is not purely evil, what’s good is not always innocent
And I don’t use a power to fight but my heart
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Those Who Pack Malice
I don't carry malice.
But I am familiar,
With the burden of it.
And those who pack malice,
As a means to unload if from themselves...
To others unsuspecting.
Would be wise to rid themselves of the notion,
That an unpacking of malice...
To place upon another's shoulders,
Would be done without a suffering to them that comes.
I don't carry malice.
But I am familiar,
With the burden of it.
And it is not worth being committed,
To a life of mental pain.
I was blessed to become remorseful,
Before carrying out the deed.
But I have witnessed the devastation,
Of what a malice inflicted can leave.
It is best to correct and reverse one's steps.
With a comprehension...
One accepts and not argues.
Malice to inflict revenge as a means to victimize,
Has its surprising consequences...
For one unsuspecting who does the venomizing,
To pay!
And the picture isn't pretty.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Remarkable Women
We women are remarkable
and we all know that's true.
We look for the bright side
in most that we do.
We birth our babies
and stand the pain.
We heal their wounds
and still remain
able to focus on our man
and do for him all we can.
We women are remarkable
and that's why we're here.
We can cry uncontrollably
and still dry our tears.
We all stand together
shoulder to shoulder
and keep all our friends
as we grow older
and are able to focus on one another
as if they were our sister or brother.
We women are remarkable
and can always be counted on
to lend a helping hand
'til your troubles are gone.
So don't ever change ladies.
Remember why you're here.
You become more remarkable
with every passing year.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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That Appears to Be Your Curse
You are much too shallow,
Inexperienced and isolated...
To understand where I'm coming from!
You have no idea the quality of my dsyfunctions.
And the remarkable affects they have had,
On my perceptions.
I 'know' an experimentation of some kind has taken place.
Something that had disgraced but now doesn't.
Everyone I knew that grew up in the projects,
Have more insight today than most.
Of course some still hold onto small town antics...
However,
When we greet,
There seems a sanity about it!
And those who depicted our dilemma as abnormal,
Are the very same ones crazed today!
You figure that one out!
I don't want that to discuss.
Not with you and on my time.
You'll have to quality a justification,
For your own mental escape.
I extend my best wishes.
As I said, you are much too shallow,
Inexperienced and isolated...
To understand where I'm coming from!
You have no idea the quality of my dsyfunctions.
And the remarkable affects they have had,
On my perceptions.
I wasn't raised to believe I was 'chosen'.
I've been too blessed from the very beginning...
To realize that my siblings and I,
Are not the center of the universe.
That appears to be your curse!
As prescribed with the appropriate medications.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Idea
An Idea can change the world, how many
things can be done from an idea, every piece
of object was an idea, sense the beginning of
time idea was the first thought created in the
mind, an idea is what surround’s every being.
But an idea is still only an idea and it can't be
felt, you cannot touch an idea or kiss it, or hold it,
ideas do not bleed or feel pain or love, an idea
cannot be seen or heard, its created in our thoughts,
but then again an idea can become real. An idea
can be what ever you which it to be, an idea can
be destructive, an idea can be brilliant, I've seen
people get killed in the name of ideas, ideas,
we walk around with a little
light bulb blinking in our thoughts, ideas.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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