Homo sapiens is the species that invents symbols in which to invest passion and authority, then forgets that symbols are inventions.
quote by Joyce Carol Oates
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But the truth is that Homo sapiens is a sensual species. I think all species are, to one degree or another.
quote by Jock Sturges
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Symbolic
I love symbols,
As much as the nations.
The lords of travel complain
Of the symbols on the highways,
But I do not.
I am alone with the night and city,
While the forgetting is done.
Symbols of criminals light up,
Fully transported, of the love.
Feet are sore as they travel
On the journey that some forgive,
Some forget.
poem by Naveed Akram
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With the exception of certain rodents, no other vertebrate except Homo sapiens habitually destroys members of his own species.
quote by Anthony Storr
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Language, after all, is only the use of symbols, and Art also can only affect us through symbols.
quote by George Henry Lewes
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Total Consumption
We rely on symbols—caricatures
Designed for mass-seduction and allure.
We blindly believe in our avatars,
Surmising possibilities that are
Perversions of our pragmatic nature.
The frozen imagery literature
Provides us exists only to obscure
Our acknowledgement—to drift us afar.
We rely on symbols.
Because society cannot secure
The spectacles of our still immature
Thoughts, we embellish these facets that mar
Enjoyment with what could exceed the stars—
A compensation for corporature.
We rely on symbols.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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We are symbols, and inhabit symbols.
quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Mammals and humans in sex
The breasts are not at all sexual stimulants
To the mammals; they are just milking teats
But to the Homo sapiens, a potent weapon
Since the time they started mating face to face.
Kisses are not mammals’ fore play aids.
Maximum they resort to licks and bites.
The Homo sapiens invented kisses,
Lips starving, denied enough breast milk.
We take salvage in external sex.
19.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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When terrorists attacked the symbols of our national unity and strength, they failed to realize that they were just symbols of our strength. The real strength of our nation comes from our people - not our buildings.
quote by Michael Enzi
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Nietzsche tried
Nietzsche tried
Tasted the wine
Tasted the wine
It didn't work
Nietzsche tried
A pure joy of life
Causeless joy
Called himself a fool
Called himself a poet
Tried real hard
Nietzsche tried
Shattering an old table of values
Writing a new with chalks of dust
Evaporating into cosmic insanity
ECCE HOMO SAPIENS
ECCE HOMO LUDENS
ECCE HOMO INSIPIENS
ECCE HOMO
And now what?
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Add It Up
The first time that I saw you, you were modestly waiting for a bus
Now youre driving around in hired limousines
And you talk so upper class.
The cost is high, but its not the only price you ultimately pay
Add it up, you might have got some money
But you lost me on the way
Add it up, oh
Add it up, oh
Add it up, oh
Add it up, oh
Ah, gucci, gucci, gucci
Cartier, cartier
Gucci, gucci, gucci
Add it up,
You multiplied and multiplied but whats it leading to?
Add it up,
The only thing subtracted is the love I had for you
So add it up, oh
Add it up, oh
Add it up, oh
Add it up, oh
Symbols of perversion and insanity
Symbols of social immorality
Symbols of economic cruelty
Symbolize all what you did to me
Ah, gucci, gucci, gucci
Cartier, cartier
Gucci, gucci, gucci
Cartier, cartier
Money cant cover up the fact youre getting older every day
And you cant disguise your sad little eyes that give your loneliness away
Add it up, oh
Add it up, oh
Add it up, oh
(repeat)
song performed by by Kinks
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Home Sapiens CHRISTMAS
“Plastic flowers, plastic treeses,
fan-assisted, cooling breezes;
all the snow is cotton wool
with chunks of ice to keep it cool.
Olé! ”
Walking about his planet
(with his dog)
carrying out his inspections,
looking at his reflections,
blaming the mirrors,
talking an endless monologue,
strides Homo Sapiens.
(non sapiens, non rationalis
sed capax rationis fortasse) .
A small man
(think of a dinosaur) ,
with big ideas
(think of genocide) ,
damp and wormy.
He will worship a black stone
in Saudi Arabia,
seven figure numbers on the Stock Exchange,
wafers and wine in Canterbury Cathedral
and the memory of Elvis Presley.
Heartbreak Hotel.
He climbs a mountain to say he has done it,
rows the Pacific in preference to the Serpentine,
makes a bat a protected species
and kills 26.78 million chickens in Pilgrim’s Pride.
God,
bless
him.
(please!)
poem by Brian Taylor
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Only a Homo Ignorant terms himself Sapiens.
aphorism by Hasier Agirre, translated by Dan Costinaş
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Homo Sapiens
Herra haki tanssiin; haki rouvaa ja pian taksi haki
humalaisen parin, vei sen rouvan asuntoon...
He maksoivat ja poistuivat ja vapautuivat vaatteistaan -
herra upotti kultahampaan rouvan pakaraan.
Se rouva haki hamettaan, kun kotiin sattui palamaan
kaukaisilta matkoiltaan sen rouvan vihitty herra...
... Se herra haki haulikon, ja alastoman gigolon
naamaa painaa nurmikkoon: " Nyt suutelet multaa...
tai suutelet tulta!"
Ja aivan kuten konkarit kiikkuvat kiikkutuoleissaan ovat kiinnostuneita
tuumoreistaan... Tuumoreistaan, proteeseistaan, virtsanpidtysvaikeuksistaan
niin samoin tuntee vedon typeryyksien tekoon homo sapiens.
Homo sapiens nlnhdn is ollut on, on ja oleva on.
Ja toisten kaltaistensa syminen sen tyn...
Herra olkoon teidn kanssanne
tn yn.
Herra on hpe itselleen, mutta hvet ei ymmrr
et ymmrr siis paljoakaan mutta ymmrr tm:
Voi olla, ett herraa pian viedn pikku kvelylle...
Voi olla, ett herra voi pian ripotella
tuhkaa ylleen.
Ja aivan kuten konkarit kiikkuvat kiikkutuoleissaan ovat kiinnostuneita
tuumoreistaan... Tuumoreistaan, proteeseistaan, virtsanpidtysvaikeuksistaan
niin samoin tuntee vedon typeryyksien tekoon homo sapiens.
Homo sapiens nlnhdn is ollut on, on ja oleva on.
Kuka tietmttmyyttn, kuka typeryyttn,
kuka hyvyyttn, kuka tyn...
Herra olkoon teidn kanssanne
tn yn.
song performed by by YUP
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Signs and Synbols
The dreams you have betray a need
You may not always recognise,
just what it is: You will concede
that this is true if you are wise.
Interpretation of your dreams.
Is not an easy thing to do.
You mind conceives fantastic schemes
to try and get it’s message through.
Although the language is obscure.
The symbols which your mind supplies
can paint a very clear picture.
Quite suddenly you realise.
Just what the symbols signify.
It is quite easy when you try.
25-Sep-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Every peak crumbles
Four hundred million years ago,
Three hundred million years ago,
Two hundred million years ago,
And seventy million years ago,
The world had witnessed
In succession,
Major calamities of the major species,
The Dinosaur being the last victim.
Next, in midway, are we, the Homo sapiens?
30.11.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Baccalaureate
A year or two, and grey Euripides,
And Horace and a Lydia or so,
And Euclid and the brush of Angelo,
Darwin on man, Vergilius on bees,
The nose and Dialogues of Socrates,
Don Quixote, Hudibras and Trinculo,
How worlds are spawned and where the dead gods go,--
All shall be shard of broken memories.
And there shall linger other, magic things,--
The fog that creeps in wanly from the sea,
The rotton harbor smell, the mystery
Of moonlit elms, the flash of pigeon wings,
The sunny Green, the old-world peace that clings
About the college yard, where endlessly
The dead go up and down. These things shall be
Enchantment of our heart's rememberings.
And these are more than memories of youth
Which earth's four winds of pain shall blow away;
These are earth's symbols of eternal truth,
Symbols of dream and imagery and flame,
Symbols of those same verities that play
Bright through the crumbling gold of a great name.
poem by Archibald MacLeish
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There's no particular evidence that any of the lower mammals or any of the other animals have any interest in aesthetics at all. But Homo sapiens does, always has and always will.
quote by Jock Sturges
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Interpretations for M lady Marcy
We are confused by our odd dreams
when nothing is quite as it seems.
Though dreams may be our minds at play.
Sometimes they can show us the way.
High light the pitfalls and the snares
we might fall into unawares.
The dreaming mind can see ahead
along the future path we tread.
But dreams use symbols to convey
their message in a concealed way.
If we can learn to recognise
what every symbol signifies.
Then we have solved the mystery
and can walk on confidently.
Quite sure we can avoid the traps
Which lie in wait for us perhaps.
But first we have to learn to read
the symbols if we would succeed.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Non Typical Homo
Living in unawareness of your own skin
Of something that sticks in us, in me
Untypical homo
Trance sapiens...
(I feel an inertia of my soul, deeply)
Untypical body
Deviation, extreme, sadism
Untypical homo...
Perversity raping
An individual one
Drive yourself in madness
Own I, I / you??
You ill treat everything own I and him!!
Hands derive delight
With orgiastic abilities
Extrementophilia
Joy, pleasure
Orgasm, deep pleasure
Darkness sticks
In you man without his own I
song performed by by Yattering
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I Am Time
I am Time
now let me tell
you the greatest
secret of all
i am the most
abused of all
by homo sapiens
i am eternally
chopped into
the tiniest of seconds,
minutes,
hours, days, years
to suit homo sapiens'
whims and fancies
they pigeonhole me
consign me
onto the wall
fingers and
legs bound
to walk round
round and round
to keep this human
fetish with their anatomy alive
but then i know
in the end i would
emerge the winner
released from human's tyranny
the fingers they
consign to me
pointing out to them
their greatest of fears death
while i continue to live
they would be worms,
dust and bones
i am Time
now let me tell you
one secret that
keeps me alive
above all
I am just Timeless
the thing you see
on the clock
on your wrist
are human illusions
of their own
transient existence
i am time
you cannot see me
you cannot touch me
you cannot hear me
you can only hear
yourself roaring
through me
and you are the real
clock chained onto me
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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