In reality, we are all travelers - even explorers of mortality.
quote by Thomas S. Monson
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The Travelers
We're travelers and we have no home,
We're travelers and we are trying to atone,
We're travelers and we have no name,
We're travelers with no one to blame,
Travelers who have no shame,
Travelers who all look the same,
Travelers who still love you,
But we prefer skies blue,
We don't play the game you do,
We also never feel blue,
We only know what is true,
We also know what's good for you,
We don't need your superstition,
We can't believe in repetition,
We don't like your traditions,
We only have our intuition,
We're travelers, we can take the pain,
We're travelers, you think we're insane,
We're travelers, we see your principles sway,
We're travelers, we still love you anyway,
Traveling time, through dirt and grime,
Hoping one day to align,
Our hearts and minds,
Travelers who will leave a sign of better times.
5 December 2012
poem by David Andre' Klopper
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Drink of This Cup
Drink of this cup; -- you'll find there's a spell in
Its every drop 'gainst the ills of mortality;
Talk of the cordial that sparkled for Helen;
Her cup was a fiction, but this is reality.
Would you forget the dark world we are in
Just taste of the bubble that gleams on the top of it;
But would you rise above earth, till akin
To immortals themselves, you must drain every drop of it!
Send round the cup -- for oh there's a spell in
Its every drop 'gainst the ills of mortality;
Talk of the cordial that sparkled for Helen!
Her cup was a fiction, but this is reality.
Never was philter form'd with such power
To charm and bewilder as this we are quaffing;
Its magic began when, in Autumn's rich hour,
A harvest of gold in the fields it stood laughing.
There having, by Nature's enchantment, been fill'd
With the balm and the bloom of her kindliest weather,
This wonderful juice from its core was distill'd
To enliven such hearts as are here brought together.
Then drink of the cup -- you'll find there's a spell in
Its every drop 'gainst the ills of mortality;
Talk of the cordial that sparkled for Helen!
Her cup was a fiction, but this is reality.
And though, perhaps -- but breathe it to no one --
Like liquor the witch brews at midnight so awful,
This philter in secret was first taught to flow on,
Yet 'tisn't less potent for being unlawful.
And, even though it taste of the smoke of that flame
Which in silence extracted its virtue forbidden --
Fill up -- there's a fire in some hearts I could name,
Which may work too its charm, though as lawless and hidden.
So drink of the cup -- for oh there's a spell in
Its very drop 'gainst the ills of mortality;
Talk of the cordial that sparkled for Helen!
Her cup was a fiction, but this is reality.
poem by Thomas Moore
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We Are 'All' Sunset Travelers
We are 'all' sunset travelers.
Some arising in dawns long past,
Now to find our afternoons...
Rushing to caress an horizon,
Beginning to crest the West.
With assorted memories blessed.
We are 'all' sunset travelers!
And yes,
Some of us do prefer those dawns,
Remembered.
But the rest...
Have come to enjoy,
Such an enlightened ride.
Inspired and Dedicated:
Sandra Fowler
United States
'We are all sunset travelers.
Sandra had stated to me.
And I agree. Thank you Sandra.'
~lsp~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Grow your tree of falsehood from a small grain of truth. Do not follow those who lie in contempt of reality. Let your lie be even more logical than the truth itself, so the weary travelers may find repose.
quote by Czeslaw Milosz
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Don't fear your mortality, because it is this very mortality that gives meaning and depth and poignancy to all the days that will be granted to you.
quote by Paul Tsongas
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New phase of my life
A reality work in progress…..
The first feeling of mortality
A numbed realization
An ever so slight feeling
Deep within my breast
That over months
Has been ever so slowly Growing…
my mind’s usual calm
Falling prey to unrest
poem by David Whalen
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Y.. Reality
Reality
Is dark and gloomy
But I see so much light
Reality
Is negative and bad
But I see so much goodness
Reality
Is falsehood and deceit
But I see so much honesty
Reality
is ugly and hideous
But I see so much beauty
Reality may be changing slowly
Please try to see
Take a look together with me
poem by Aufie Zophy
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Explorers have to be ready to die lost.
quote by Russell Hoban
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We need a space program because we need explorers. Its in our souls.
quote by Corbin Bernsen
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We all become great explorers during our first few days in a new city, or a new love affair.
quote by Mignon McLaughlin
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The Banyan Tree Vavroovahana Patra
Banyan tree looks beautiful;
Birds fly on the tree are delightful.
Beauteous is the environment;
Beautiful leaves provide merriment.
Green trees provide oxygen daily;
God guys and girls rest beneath the tree gaily.
Glad lovers derive peace;
Glamorous atmosphere provides Divine Bliss.
Valley’s trees attract travelers;
Valiant poets enjoy the beauty with pleasure.
Various birds play on the tree gaily;
Vagabond boys enjoy the beauty enthusiastically.
The tree on road side entices women, men daily;
Travelers enjoy the beauty gaily.
Birds fly gleefully;
Children plays beneath the tree pleasantly.
Nature lures all travelers;
Provides peace pleasure.
Beauty of Nature is enticing;
Poets are delighting.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Living In The Past
Isn’t it strange
That everything looks
exactly the same…
Yet It all changes
In the instant
You perceive it
That you are looking
Into the past of all
That you see
And that it’s quite
Impossible to see
What really is…
And only possible
To see what was…
In the blink of time before…
Impossible for humans
To see the difference
But the difference is there for sure
Does it matter? Not a whit!
It’s just an interesting fact
That what we think we see
And everything and everyone
that we see … has changed…
and no longer exists
Exactly as they were…
and that every second
Of every day
We exist… only in the past
And our reality
No longer exists at all
So what we see
Is only memory
Are we time travelers after all?
poem by David Whalen
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Reality Sucks
O.k. maybe you know it better
Oh oh reality sucks
Nobody helps you to make it feel better
Oh oh reality sucks
And youre a dropout that stays away
Might be that evil took over
Oh oh reality sucks
Youre getting to old now
To cause a stampede
Oh oh reality sucks
So youre boozing your life away
Youre blown your brain away
Reality sucks
Oho reality sucks
Now you see your life has passed you by
Oh oh reality sucks
You took a shortcut
Through the junkyard of life
Maybe thats why reality sucks
Now youre boozing your life away
Blowing your head away
But dreams didnt make your day
cause reality sucks
Oh oh reality sucks
Reality sucks
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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Anticipation
Thoughts emerge from the awakened mind that merge with
sensations of the body our tracks and trains.The longer
the wait only stokes the waves of fire-bent and rippled
are our desires.Emotions sky, dip and turn in one gathered
motion an ocean of opportunity and as explorers dive.
Nicely framed pictures of how we view the outcome-fantasy
to reality, which will be outdone? The pressures of what
happens next invades our sleep.Make the rush of the day
blush with frosted daydreaming.Anxieties revealed as the
hours pass, seeing not just with our eyes-memories of loss
on the winds of the past.This is the present.What will be
the future? This is anticipation.
poem by William Blackman
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When The Winter Cold Comes
When the winter cold comes
with the mortality
of every pretty flower,
when the winter cold comes,
amazing with a own beauty
it’s in an own vulnerability
when the winter cold comes
with the mortality.
poem by Gert Strydom
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On Tears
Tears is the break of my brow,
The moony tempestuous
Sitting downIn dark railyards
When to see my mother’s face
Recalling from the waking vision
I wept to understand
The trap mortality
And personal blood of earth
Which saw me in—Father father
Why hast thou forsaken me?
Mortality & unpleasure
Roam this city—
Unhappiness my middle name
I want to be saved,-
Sunk—can’t be
Won’t be
Never was made—
So retch!
poem by Jack Kerouac
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Blooming 18
Reality reality reality is always
You tattooed yourself what a piece of art
Youve already broken your mothers heart
When I was your age working my ass off
Your generations soft
Reality is always such a drag
For barely blooming eighteens
The barely blooming eighteen
Wants to know
Whats keeping her from searching
You cannot pierce that and
Youre dressed too tight
Got a lot to learn about wrong and right
So dye you hair, dads gonna wash it out
Come on wash out your mouth
Reality is always such a drag
For barely blooming eighteens
The barely blooming eighteen
Wants to know
Whats hiding in the shadow
Reality reality reality is always
Reality is always...
song performed by by Ace Of Base
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For me, the first fact of human existence is the human body. But if you embrace the reality of the human body, you embrace mortality, and that is a very difficult thing for anything to do because the self-conscious mind cannot imagine non-existence. It's impossible to do.
quote by David Cronenberg
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Edge Of Reality
(words & music by giant - baum - kaye)
I walk along a thin line darling
Dark shadows follow me
Heres where lifes dream lies disillusioned
The edge of reality
Oh I can hear strange voices echo
Laughing with mockery
The border line of doom Im facing
The edge of reality
On the edge of reality she sits there tormenting me
The girl with the nameless face
On the edge of reality where she overpowers me
With fears that I cant explain
She drove me to the point of madness
The brink of misery
If shes not real then Im condemned to
The edge of reality
On the edge of reality she sits there tormenting me
The girl with the nameless face
On the edge of reality where she overpowers me
With fears that I cant explain
She drove me to the point of madness
The brink of misery
If shes not real then Im condemned to
The edge of reality
Reality, reality, reality, reality,
Reality, reality, reality, reality
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Men seek for vocabularies that are reflections of reality. To this end, they must develop vocabularies that are selections of reality. And any selection of reality must, in certain circumstances, function as a deflection of reality.
quote by Kenneth Burke
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