Two hundred or more years ago most people on the planet were never aware of any reality other than the one into which they were brought up.
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All of us grow up in particular realities - a home, family, a clan, a small town, a neighborhood. Depending upon how we're brought up, we are either deeply aware of the particular reading of reality into which we are born, or we are peripherally aware of it.
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Midnight
They put away the DDT now
But gave metal to the sea
A hundred years can't wait
A hundred years can't wait another day
The only eagle, only tree
Within a desert that was green
A hundred years can't wait
A hundred years can't wait another day
Midnight
Draws ever near
Daylight
Is fading so fast
It's so close to midnight
Midnight
The melting ice will fuel the sea
By burning gold from ancient tree
A hundred years can't wait
A hundred years can't wait another day
This is progress, this is sin
Injecting poison in her skin
A hundred years can't wait
A hundred years can't wait another day
Midnight
Draws ever near
Daylight
Is fading so fast
It's so close to midnight
Midnight
song performed by by Asia
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When all previous loves are lost
When all previous loves are lost
and I hesitate about the sense of my existence,
I become aware about the fatality of life
while time passes me too quickly
and in the darkness I am alone
and I hesitate about the sense of my existence
and at times it feels as if I am the only one
on this planet, as if the loss of intimacy
folds night after night around me and in the darkness I am alone,
the night gets a own reality, my own actuality
as if only I am isolated
on this planet, as if the loss of intimacy
lets me wonder over being human and about God,
without being able to embrace anybody
as if only I am isolated
still holding stunned to hope.
When all previous loves are lost
without being able to embrace anybody
I become aware about the fatality of life.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Given To Be Myth-ed
Messengers with messages sent,
Has been done.
Yet...
Many await the evidence brought to them,
By images they have created...
To make the seriousness of the messages,
Worthy of them to pay attention.
And unfortunately...
Physical images given to be myth-ed,
To have people convinced to believe...
Have never existed in reality.
Especially when truth,
Has been easily distorted and fed to deceive.
And 'THAT' which 'IS' is aware of this.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Hundred Years From Now
(words & music by flatt - scruggs)
Well a hundred years from now I wont be crying
A hundred years from now I wont be blue
My heart will have to forget that we ever met
But I wont care a hundred years from now
Ill never forget sweetheart the night you told me
That you could live without my love somehow
Thats all in the past I knew it wouldnt last
But I wont care a hundred years from now
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Our Times
Our Times
13.7 billion years ago
4.5 billion years ago
3.5 billion years ago
200 thousand years ago
10,000 years ago
5000 years ago
3500 years ago
1800 years ago
500 years ago
50 years ago
One hundred years from now
Five hundred years from now
Ten million years from now
Ten billion years from now
We are where we are now
Where are we now?
Who are we now?
What will we be?
When?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Names
That bird is called a dove.
It neither knows nor needs to.
That season is called spring.
That planet is called venus.
They neither know nor need to.
They manage better in fact
Without us or any names.
They do not call us anything,
Aware the name of each thing
Is its inward reality and that
Which we are in the end
Is our real name with God.
poem by Yoonoos Peerbocus
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A Hundred Times Over
A hundred times over words have flowed through my fingers to the keys
A hundred times over I have released the freedom that is in my mind,
A hundred times over I have become one with my inter most longing,
A hundred times over I have taken a journey to show you my own world.
A hundred times over I have written of pain and life, of sorrow and joy,
A hundred times over I have used my art to show you what's in my mind
A hundred times over again I will show you.
A hundred times over I have cried for those, whose names are untold,
A hundred times over I have showed you their pain.
A hundred times over I have become their connection to you,
A hundred times over I have showed you the beauty of our world,
A hundred times over I have taken you somewhere you may never see,
A hundred times over my words have screamed the horror of darkness,
A hundred times over I have sung to you the beauty of light,
A hundred times over I have taken your hand to lead you to a new place
A hundred time over I have written for those who have no words to write
A hundred times over I have tried to show truth in a world of lies,
A hundred times over I have have tried to show the world's beauty,
A hundred times over again I will lead down these paths,
A hundred times over and over again I will show you reality,
A hundred times over and over again I shall show you my world,
A hundred times over and over again until you have memorised truth,
A hundred times over again until you can repeat what I have told,
A hundred times over again shall I create an art of words, time, of life.
A hundred times over again I shall do this,
A hundred times over again.
A hundred times over.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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10,000 Years For Each Earth Citizen
the earth has enough years
to give every of its citizens
10,000 years or more
to live alone on the planet
and as many more years
left over for every animal to enjoy
the whole planet on its own
the earth is a kind old man
lost in arithmetics
with too many of its citizens
lost in impatience
they squeeze the earth
into a little time box
suffocate it with inventions
and willingly lead it
down the road of destructions
the earth has enough years
to give every of its citizens
10,000 years or more
to live alone on the planet
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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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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But today we become aware of other readings of the human experience very quickly because of the media and the speed with which people travel the planet.
quote by Chaim Potok
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One Hundred Years From Now
One hundred years from now when I am long gone
And there is not one mention of my name
Life it will carry on as it has always
And people will enjoy their weekend game
Of golf or tennis, bowls, football or cricket
Or whatever work free leisure they enjoy
And birds will sing on bush and tree and hedgerow
And lark to sing up to the clouds will fly.
One hundred years from now when I'm forgotten
The migratory waders will fly to the Northern Spring
And raise their families by the Artic waters
The call of Nature is a marvellous thing.
One hundred years from now the crimson lory
Will lay her eggs in cavity in tree
And little blue penguins will nest in their burrows
On grassy heights above the southern sea.
One hundred years from now there will be roses
And wildflowers in the Spring will come to bloom
And despite the high increase in the human population
For Nature's beauty there will still be room.
One hundred years from now you'll have the rich and famous
And the forgotten millions living in poverty
And there will be wars and rumours of destruction
And things won't have changed much in a century.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Day Old Shep Died
it's been thirty years,
that he's been gone,
the day he died, brought tears,
all day, i played his song.
for nine long years,
i loved him and he loved me,
the day he died, broght tears,
toward the end, he could barely see.
when he died, i was seventeen years,
my child hood died that day,
the day he died, brought tears,
during his youth, we were always at play.
him and i was, so close in years,
when i got shep he was five and i eight,
the day he died brought tears,
he always ate his meals, off our plate.
he died at eighty-four in human years,
he lived to a ripe old age,
the day he died brought tears,
for this poem, he set the stage.
i can't believe, its been so many years,
i think about him, all the time,
the day he died, brought tears,
but old shep, was all mind.
of all these many years,
no dog has taken the place of old shep,
the day he died, brought tears,
i'll always remember, that dog with pep
in memory of old shep 1946-1960 written june 21,1990
Brought Down
I was seldom sober in nineteen hundred and fifthy-four
Hey baby, maybe cause my baby had a baby by me
And I was still drinking dry gin
While you cried no, no more
And you were lyin and a-cryin,
And your tears fell dying on the floor
And Im brought down,
And I dont think I can get up again
Brought down,
My heart is hurt again
You were the fine lady in the early mornings
That always painted her toes
And lookin towards the east
Youd say hello to the early dawn before they rose
And you were the love lady
That always hung up her finely pressed clothes
And sayin so long to the western sundown,
You taught me how it grows
And Im brought down,
And I dont think I can get up again
Brought down,
And you just hurt my heart again
Brought down
Brought down
Im brought down
Brought down
Brought down
Brought down
Down
Im brought down,
And I dont think I can get up again
Im brought down,
Im hurt, its bad
[brought down]
God, its a shame theres no more dr. strangely strange {dss=1960/70s band}
[brought down]
And Im brou.....[brought down]......ught down
[brought down]
And there must be more to life than this
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Brought Down
I was seldom sober in nineteen hundred and fifthy-four
Hey baby, maybe cause my baby had a baby by me
And I was still drinking dry gin
While you cried no, no more
And you were lyin and a-cryin,
And your tears fell dying on the floor
And Im brought down,
And I dont think I can get up again
Brought down,
My heart is hurt again
You were the fine lady in the early mornings
That always painted her toes
And lookin towards the east
Youd say hello to the early dawn before they rose
And you were the love lady
That always hung up her finely pressed clothes
And sayin so long to the western sundown,
You taught me how it grows
And Im brought down,
And I dont think I can get up again
Brought down,
And you just hurt my heart again
Brought down
Brought down
Im brought down
Brought down
Brought down
Brought down
Down
Im brought down,
And I dont think I can get up again
Im brought down,
Im hurt, its bad
[brought down]
God, its a shame theres no more dr. strangely strange {dss=1960/70s band}
[brought down]
And Im brou.....[brought down]......ught down
[brought down]
And there must be more to life than this
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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A Hundred Years With You
A hundred years with you
is all I want.
You may get old
you may get bald
but don't get sick
don't die young
because a hundred years with you
is all I want.
Just stay fit
just stay alive
because a hundred years with you
is all I want.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Forever Young
In life there is only one certainty
and that is one day we will die,
it is only a question of
how and when that remains a mystery.
Scientist the whole world over
would love to find the solution
that could extend our lives,
letting us live longer
yet remain in good health.
As the population now
is living longer with each passing year.
Four hundred years ago
if you were forty you were old,
but now at forty we are still young.
In another four hundred years,
people who are one hundred
may be classed as being young.
The world can only wait and see.
4 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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To The Rock That Will Be A Cornerstone Of The House
Old garden of grayish and ochre lichen,
How long a rime since the brown people who have vanished from
here
Built fires beside you and nestled by you
Out of the ranging sea-wind? A hundred years, two hundred,
You have been dissevered from humanity
And only known the stubble squirrels and the headland rabbits,
Or the long-fetlocked plowhorses
Breaking the hilltop in December, sea-gulls following,
Screaming in the black furrow; no one
Touched you with love, the gray hawk and the red hawk touched
you
Where now my hand lies. So I have brought you
Wine and white milk and honey for the hundred years of famine
And the hundred cold ages of sea-wind.
I did not dream the taste of wine could bind with granite,
Nor honey and milk please you; but sweetly
They mingle down the storm-worn cracks among the mosses,
Interpenetrating the silent
Wing-prints of ancient weathers long at peace, and the older
Scars of primal fire, and the stone
Endurance that is waiting millions of years to carry
A corner of the house, this also destined.
Lend me the stone strength of the past and I will lend you
The wings of the future, for I have them.
How dear you will be to me when I too grow old, old comrade.
poem by Robinson Jeffers
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Flyng At Night
five billion years away
a planet turns,
turning a million years
this side of the planet
and my heart beats
each beats
a million years
the other side of another planet
the distance that shortens
the years
as we watch a foreign body
five billion years away
a billion years passed
a universe caught in time
an eagle flaps its wing
each flag
a million years pass
that side of the planet
time is where you are
it walks away from you
as you walk away from it
inspired by
Flying at Night
Above us, stars. Beneath us, constellations.
Five billion miles away, a galaxy dies
like a snowflake falling on water. Below us,
some farmer, feeling the chill of that distant death,
snaps on his yard light, drawing his sheds and barn
back into the little system of his care.
All night, the cities, like shimmering novas,
tug with bright streets at lonely lights like his.
Ted Kooser
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Wild Planet
Prolog:
This is the voice of the wild planet
Be prepared to leave your world behind
Soon were coming to take you with us
Dont be afraid of something you do not understand
Everything is organised perfectly
We guarantee freedom, peace and health for all eternity
(unreleased:) we fulfill all your hopes and dreams
Because only we have the power
To provide unlimited happiness
In our community youll find understanding, love and joy
And your struggle for survival will be over
You dont need to worry about the future anymore
(unreleased:) because there are no religious wars
We all believe in the principles of humanity
You are not the first human being
We brought to the wild planet
And you wont be the last
Because its our pleasure to make you people feel good
Just relax and leave the rest to us
See you soon
Wild, wild planet - here we come!
I hear voices calling me wherever I go
Is it in my fantasy I gotta make sure
Persecution mania is killing my brain
Everytime I think theyre gone, they call me again
Wont be long - we will come - with our song - soon well come
You dont need a ticket, your flight is free
Well pick you up - soon youre gonna see
Living on this planet is a privilege for you
You can be proud, thats all you gotta do
Wild, wild planet - here we come!
We will soon release you
You will live like we do
You have been selected
Welcome to wild planet
We follow you ... we follow
We follow you ... we follow
We follow ... we follow
It wont be long
We will come
Ba-da-ba-ba-bee-oh
It wont be long
We will come
Ba-da-ba-ba-bee-oh
Wild, wild planet - here we come
Wild, wild planet - here we come
The countdown is running
And the spaceships waiting
To take you to wild planet
We will soon release you
You will live like we do
You have been selected
Welcome to wild planet
It wont be long
We will come
Ba-da-ba-ba-bee-oh
It wont be long
We will come
Ba-da-ba-ba-bee-oh
Wild, wild planet - here we come
Wild, wild planet - here we come
Wild, wild planet - here we come
song performed by by Boney M.
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