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The RNA World referred to an hypothetical stage in the origin of life on Earth.

quote by Sidney Altman
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Hypothetical questions get hypothetical answers.

quote by Joan Baez
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Hypothetical questions get hypothetical answers.

quote by Joan Baez
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I'm Just Curious

Is it superficiality,
That makes some people believe...
An apology from them given to one person,
Should be gratefully received...
After many years of false accusations,
By them to another done to have others deceived.
While they expect a forgiveness from one to come.

Or...

'Is this hypothetical? '

Of course.
Or...
Should that one continue to sit and witness,
Those suffer from their own wickedness...
As they limp and whimper from ailments that exists?

'Your question is 'hypothetical', right? '

Of course it is.
Do you think I enjoy your pain and anguish,
Everytime I come to pay you a visit?

'Then why do you smile,
Each time I'm stricken with an ailment? '

I'm just curious.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life and Love at Agathon's Symposium

Who among us knows the true origin of love?

Do we love to be whole, again?

Do we strive for loves embrace in hopes of once again becoming children of the Sun? or Earth? Or Moon?

Do we wish to, once again, bounce around the world as not two - but one?

Like in Aristophanes' story of the origin of love?

Can we come to understand that which dictates our earthly desires, here, in the palace of the poet?

What of love Socrates? What wisdom did Diotima entrust you with?

You - who would take you tale of resource and poverty to your grave, for you truly believed that with love - comes deceit.

What conviction - poor, lonely Socrates

In death, be we whole, or wise, or happy,
we allow the mark of our love to carry our name into immortality
Just as love - is immortal

poem by C.S. Smith
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There are many stages to a man's life. In the first stage, he is young and eager, like a beaver. In the second stage, he wants to build things, like dams, and maybe chew down some trees. In the third stage, he feels trapped, and then 'skinned.'' I'm not sure what the fourth stage is.

Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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Fire goes upwards

Fire goes upwards
Fire goes towards sun
Water goes downwards
Water goes towards ocean.
Stone falls where there is earth
The place of its origin
I go with me
Where you are
My sain(God) .
You are the place
Of origin of all
that is final and all.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Get Off The Stage

Oh, you silly old man
You silly old man
Youre making a fool of yourself
So get off the stage
You silly old man
In your misguided trousers
With your mascara and your fender guitar
And you think you can arouse us ?
But the song that you just sang
It sounds exactly like the last one
And the next one
I bet you it will sound
Like this one
Downstage, and offstage
Dont you feel all run in ?
And do you wonder when they will take it away ?
This is your final fling
But then applause ran high
But for the patience of the ones behind you
As a verse drags on like a month drags on
Its very short, but it seems very long
And the song that you just sang
It sounds exactly like the last one
And the next one
I bet you it will sound
Like this one
So, get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
And when we get down off of the stage
Please stay off the stage - all day !
Get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
And when weve had our money back
Then Id like your back in plaster
Oh, I know that you say
How age has no meaning
Oh, but here is your audience now
And theyre screaming :
Get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
Because Ive given you enough of my time
And the money that wasnt even mine
Have you seen yourself recently ?
Oh, get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
For whom, oh ...
For whom, oh ...
For whom, oh ...
For whom, oh ...
Get off the stage
Get off the stage
Get off the stage
For whom the bell tolls

song performed by by Morrissey
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God

One says there is ‘NO’ God
One shows the skies
And says ‘YES’
And jokes one clever modern
“I WISH He is there”

As one who’s neither a Leftist
Nor a Rightist
Nor even a go-in-between
I visualize
In every YES, NO, WISH and CONFUSION
His visage with glowing beams

(GOD AND EXPLANATION
This poem ‘God’ is based on age-old Hindu philosophy, enshrined in ‘Upanishads’ and ‘Bhagavat Geeta’
When one says ’Yes’ about God, it means that he knows that there is that ‘OTHER’. This ‘Other’ is often referred to as ‘PARA’ in Sanskrit, i.e., there is ONE who is not himself. When one says ‘No’ about God
It means the God is no where else but in him, the cardinal principle of ‘ADVAITHA’. Whether the Atheist realised or not, his ‘No’ means that the ‘Soul’ and the ‘Divine Soul’ (Atman and Paramathma) are one and the same. So what an atheist is saying unknowingly to him is true. Yes, there is no other (Para) than himself. This is the ultimate stage of Realization, which is at a rudimentary stage in an atheist. Again in a WISH, the subject is becoming a seeker, even mockingly. He realizes that there is a need to have a GOD. He also means that without GOD, it is not possible to correct and administer this world. That also means that God alone can administer this Universe. Regarding ‘CONFUSION: Confusion is the manifestation of MAYA. Maya itself is the manifestation of God. So even in confusion, there is God.)

And mocking grins

poem by Sathya Narayana
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When I'm on stage, it's a little world I've created where I'm sort of the thing, so I have total control over everything that happens. When we're improvising, I'm with someone I totally trust. I know things are going to work out. I don't have those guarantees in life. There are no consequences on stage.

quote by Colin Mochrie
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Players

The summer leaves in autumn fall
covering grass and garden walls.
A passing page on life’s stage
soon forgotten as the next season calls,
a circling unforgiving tide
that carries with it our passing lives.
Players are we upon the stage
of life’s ever turning page.
We live today and pray for tomorrow
that we may again grace the stage
of its next passing page.
And so life goes on
from birth and beyond
as players on the stage of life.

23 June 2009

poem by David Harris
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A brief contrast with rain

As nature's self a part, we both are form
Woven by the force which your bound ordains
And empowers you to overpower gravity
And survive your recurrent deaths.
As dawn, you leap over the void to reach
The stillness that moves above
Whence you descend to give growing things life.
Though you live out your life of service,
The turmoil of thunder and lightning
Is manifest order as no passionate warmth
Or sublimity raises its head in your heart.
Child like you do not understand the meaning
Of your own prattle of drip, drop, drip, drip.
Mine is acquainted with duality
And the internal pathos of conscious life.
Though my origin remains clay and desire,
Free of the limits of time
I could see beyond seeing itself
To reach and feel within the breast
As the warmth of earth gropes for roots
Of flawless origin.

poem by Yoonoos Peerbocus
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The Play

Hey look at you now
Don't cry, pick yourself off the ground
You say you're through with love and..
It tore you down
And you tried to stay and take it somehow
Your whole life's ahead now
Don't let it get to you
There's no real reason to
Carry the weight of the world
Hey, it's not what we say
It's how we act here today
It's all in the play on the stage
Hey look at you now, you smile but I see you hurt
You can't hide that from me
You tell me you know
But that's not the way things have to go
When love breaks you down
Don't let it get to you
There's no real reason to
Carry the weight of the world
Hey, no it's not what we say
Its how we act here today
It's all in the play on the stage
Life can be so cruel
Love makes us play the fool
But there'll always be better days
Don't let it get to you
There's no real reason to
Carry the weight of the world
Hey, no it's not what we say
It's how we act here today
Cause we're all in the play on the stage

song performed by by 38 Special
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The powers, aspirations, and mission of man are such as to raise the study of his origin and nature, inevitably and by the very necessity of the case, from the mere physiological to the psychological stage of scientific operations.

quote by Richard Owen
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Parity on colour

The white prefer being referred to as the white.
The black mind being referred to as the black.
The white have pleasure to refer to the black as black
No parity without psychological evenness.
25.07.2008

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Slowying down earth

i would love to slow down
the turns of earth
to a millionth time of its spin
to see in exact
how fish morphs
to lizard to birds
dinosaurs crawled away
from the stage of the world
all the living kingdoms
turn back to one kingdom
in the lord's eyes are
all the secrets
well he would rather us be blinded to his
- but see the world for ourselves
at - our own speed as arranged
- the speed the earth spins

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Happiness in change of stages

I went on foot to far away school.
Then I rode on a bicycle with a pride.
Later two-wheeler took me to pedestal.
Now a car. In each stage I was happy.
In each stage the intensity was same.

Every up stage is a happy stage
till it is replaced by the next stage.
31.12.2000, Pmdi

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Looker On

for Mr. Satterthwaite

the audience in drama of life
never lucky in love and adventure
but has knowledge about life and human characters
sometimes wants to be the actor
small role that easily be marginal from world stage
but the one who gives a sign to the leading actor
to start an important climax
that won't be able to begin if he's not there
then goes down from the stage
and satisfied enough to be a looker on again

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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We Have Danced Tango

We have danced tango in exploiting the earth
We stamp our feet as we move to explore
the whole dancing space on the stage
We only look into the gaiety in our own eyes
as we seek to declare ourselves the winner
in our mastery of the magical move of our body
We explore the mother earth, making believe
that the whole stage is ours to exploit without limit.

With the rhythm of our tango dance
we create atom bombs and other weapons
for the countless crowd
We choke the trees, plants and animals
with our inventions and chemicals
We stuff our water and air
with poison and carbon from our own hands.
We continue to dance our tango dance
claiming that the whole stage is ours.

And we dance and dance our tango dance
until music ceases to be replayed
for the mother earth announces
that our own clever dance and music
choke her to death and our tango on
the great stage cannot at all continue.

poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Upon Your Aging And Fixed Feet

I am not 'this' that you wish.
A novelty you expect,
As an exception to go unchanged.

Nothing on Earth that the Earth births,
Remains the same.
Rain nourishes!

And if the blooming done that I do,
Should upset you and your perceptions...
I can only wish you the best of dust collected,
Upon your aging and fixed feet.

I live to do to get done on each stage of life,
That welcomes my efforts to grow.
I wish to participate not contemplate life.