To take photographs means to recognize - simultaneously and within a fraction of a second - both the fact itself and the rigorous organization of visually perceived forms that give it meaning. It is putting one's head, one's eye and one's heart on the same axis.
quote by Henri Cartier-Bresson
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We conclude that, simultaneously with the organization of the colleges, there should be at Santa Cruz an organization by disciplines, whose units would have a voice in appointments and promotions, in course of programs, and in the allocation of funds for research.
quote by Abraham Robinson
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Meaning Of War
Meaning of war
War means bombing
War means explosions
War means fire
War means destruction
War means hating
War means mutilation
War means killing
War means tears
War means guns
War means loss
War means not of who is right
War means not of who is wrong
War means only of whom is left
poem by Oscar Montano
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A Seduction: Small Space Photographs
We were at your mother's house
in the early autumn chill
rummaging the attic
looking at photographs;
close
in the small space,
turning pages
You leaned into me
to get a better look
and I let you.
A murmur
over a blurred baby photo
and the hairs on my neck
curled from the
warmth of your breath,
I tried to hide the fact
that I was shuddering.
'Are you cold' you said.
putting your arm around
offering warmth.
I took that cuddle
and let it settle
into my heart space.
That was all
that was needed then
a simple hug and touch
your warm breath
and I eased back
relaxed
feeling at home;
and I was.
I was thinking we were looking at family
and I was imagining you there in photos
our kids might be looking at years from now.
And you were:
you said it:
'Wonder what our kids would look like.'
you said
You seduced me with that question
and I you when I said:
'I wonder too.'
We started with a hug
above those photographs.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Poets of The Electron Dream
There is a single factum
for the current century
which has
All Meaning
for Poetry.
The Physicists
have
since the 1920's
told us that electrons
can be in two different places
simultaneously.
The Principle of Uncertainty.
They have finally caught up with
Poets who
have long
argued that
Poetry comes
through
many times
from somewhere else;
other channels
sometimes unknown to
the Poet who
often hurries
to write down
new poems
originating
from venues
which seem to burst through
to consciousness;
Whole Cloth
and fully formed.
Commonplace
yet it has never
been explained:
how this could be?
But now
we all
have to take seriously
that not only electrons
can be here and there
simultaneously,
but perhaps too
so can I and you.
Taking this idea seriously
is to understand
that an Idea
in the human mind
has electrons too
and that any idea
may have in fact
come not only from you
but also from that other you
that is not in the room
that may in fact simultaneously
exist
in parallel
somewhere else
leading a slightly different
life Poetically.
A second point made
in Physics labs
is that electrons
everywhere
pop in and out of existence
instantly;
constantly.
But where do they go when they go
and from where are they coming back from?
Finally, there is physical proof that
Electron A with a positive charge,
if changed to a negative one, will
cause its match
all the way across the universe
to revert its charge to positive.
All matter
therefore is
in constant contact
across all of the Universe
at the same time.
This is the 'Theory of Inflation'
Actually not a theory mind you.
At this point a proven fact.
Poets have long argued
'The Connectedness of All Things'
Now it seems
the Physicists
are agreeing;
boggled minds
in the laboratory
are now
sounding like
Poets of the Electron Dream.
Either Physicists are now Poets
or Poets created Physicists.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The clarification of visual forms and their organization in integrated patterns as well as the attribution of such forms to suitable objects is one of the most effective training grounds of the young mind.
quote by Rudolf Arnheim
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Mrunal Nandankar
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Brie Carter
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Mumbled and Babbled Chats
Mumbled and babbled chats,
Is not where my head is at...
Most times.
I admit I can scatter back,
Thoughts lacking of fact or tact.
And benign.
They are innocent and clean.
I prefer to be laid back.
Unattached and much relaxed,
Is my mind!
'Cause,
I choose to be lost of meaning.
Daydreaming.
Without scheming in the sack.
That's a fact!
Oh those mumbled and babbled chats,
Is not where my head is at...
Most times.
I admit I can scatter back,
Thoughts lacking of fact or tact...
And benign,
Most times.
'Cause,
I choose to be lost of meaning.
Daydreaming.
Without scheming in the sack.
That's a fact!
Oooh...
Mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
That's not where my head is at,
That's a fact.
Those mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
That's not where my head is at,
That's a fact.
'Cause I'm caught up in daydreaming,
Without scheming for a meaning...
And relaxed!
That's a fact.
Oh, oh...
Those mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
Those mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
Those mumbled and babbled chats,
Take them back!
Those mumbled and babbled chats.
'Cause I'm caught up in daydreaming,
Without scheming for a meaning...
And relaxed!
That's a fact.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Instead of following one another the sounds overlap; a sound which is acoustically perceived as coming after another one can be articulated simultaneously with the latter or even in part before it.
quote by Roman Jakobson
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A Scientific Approach
Certain perceived objects
conveyed convincingly
symbolize moment distilled images
culturally accepted objects
confirmative valid ideas.
Certain examined objects
recognized perceptively
observable phenomena splices
symbolize scientific defined data
tested rigorous repeated experiments
accepted principles proven perceptions
academic solid scientific fact affirmations.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Cloud Of Meaning Over My Head
There is always a cloud of meaning over my head, I know
But I always look down on the ground
Never look up in the sky as my head is stuck with heat of life under my feet running into the shoes of tomorrow
I don't know how I can construct meaning out of dust in the heat
But I know meaning is over my head staring down at me
Absurdity is not meaning but life itself is meaning
I think there are different ways of being rigorous, and I am asking people to be as rigorous in their pleasure as in their criticism.
quote by Barbara Kruger
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I am a feminist, and what that means to me is much the same as the meaning of the fact that I am Black: it means that I must undertake to love myself and to respect myself as though my very life depends upon self-love and self-respect.
quote by June Jordan
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We tend to think of the mind of an organization residing in the CEO and the organization's top managers, perhaps with the help of outside consultants that they call in. But that is not really how an organization thinks.
quote by Kevin Kelly
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My Love For War
My little inner bird takes a flight with
a fixed height and sees changing lands
low and high, black and white with
camouflage seasons along with colourful
plants and tress, dancing , changing are
the notions, too, of life and love only fixed
is the hill, the symbol of greed, oceans are
of lust, blood takes the same colour, pain
gives the same suffering but different
meaning of them altogether , what love
means here, that love is not there so I wag
a war against love though overflowing in my
songs and poems, do I not have a heart?
Why can not I feel the same which I feel
for myself? or am I missing something,
the meaning of love? Have I not perceived
love from the sun? A sense! No, no, I have
no world in my wallet which can describe love!
War has a full of terminology so I love war.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Whenever we seek to avoid the responsibility for our own behavior, we do so by attempting to give that responsibility to some other individual or organization or entity. But this means we then give away our power to that entity.
quote by M. Scott Peck
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Military organization, like religious organization, can be seen as a paradigm of organization in general.
quote by Robert Shea
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Large organization is loose organization. Nay, it would be almost as true to say that organization is always disorganization.
quote by Gilbert K. Chesterton
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Meaning
Why you keep
Peeping into
Boloji? !
To see if I've
Written any new
Poetry? !
I've penned a poem
On your heart…
Go and decipher it.
Read in between
The lines…
And decode the
Hidden meaning ;)
That will give you
An ‘out of the world'
Meaning…which will
Change your life…
And give your world -
A whole new meaning :)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Here in my heart
Another year leaves its mark on me as it nears the ending.
So many things in my head, so much to say... difficult not to get lost in a war of words.
The most painfull thing is to give up, as i said i never would.
And so i never have, not for a second.
As i would have done anything for you, as i had so often endured just about everything.
I guess i am in the wrong place, as even my home feels like a strangers place.
This shell of my life, even my skin feels like a curtain to cover the truth.
And truth is, nothing is fine or allright...
In my head things run wild, as if i'm not really here... memories and imagination still collide.
But then again, i am not really here... not really in this existence this collection of pointless seconds that fill the days.
The giving up is what kills me, the letting go wrecks me.
Letting go means the end, the end of many thigns that roll on the edge of balance between good or bad.
The life with you was my sacred ground, within that nothing could have harmed me.
Now i'm like a ghost with a forgotten voice, but i have not forgotten your voice.
No matter how many days ago all the images are like yesterday.
Almost impossible to control myself, to control my head but i must...
I must contain myself all the time, no moment to let go, every heartbeat still pumps out blood.
I'm still in a fight, but the fight kills the remaining bits of good, not much left by now.
Still trying not to give up, even though my dreams are klling me and and getting up gets harder by the day.
Just to let go for a single moment is losing, even that fraction of a second will overwhelm me and render me hopeless.
Because in the end...
You are still here in my heart.
like it has always been.
... And i'm still not giving up... even if that destroys the last piece of my heart.
poem by Lucas eman
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