I voluntarily inflicted a certain level of insanity on myself.
quote by Jonathan Franzen
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Schumacher wouldn't have let him past voluntarily. Of course he did it voluntarily, but he had to do it.
quote by Murray Walker
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Intentional
No matter what may be done or said,
When that action in time takes place...
Someone will feel left out instead.
Not because of the action,
Done or said.
But how it was related when instigated.
Whoever made it fun for one,
To berate another with a blurting tongue...
The day will come,
When a similar deed is repeated.
With a singing of a song sung,
Or a tune heard hummed.
With no exit to ignore it to escape or leave,
The perpetrator remembered...
Will then be seeking empathy.
That no one with heart and soul intact,
Will care to release to relieve.
To set one free from memories.
This Earth is not flat,
It looks as if round.
And rotates on an axis,
To return to a place of origin always found.
And that is a fact when one sits to think,
Of those thoughts trapped to sit cemented...
In intentional inequities inflicted to sting and meant!
Inflicted to sting and meant!
What goes around...
Inflicted to sting and meant!
Comes around...
Inflicted to sting and meant!
What goes around...
Inflicted to sting and meant!
Comes around...
Inflicted to sting and meant!
It is all quite intentional.
'Never accuse me again,
Of not having substance! '
Inflicted to sting and meant!
'Never...
Inflicted to sting and meant!
Accuse...
Inflicted to sting and meant!
Me...
Inflicted to sting and meant!
Again! '
Inflicted to sting and meant!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Frail (You Might As Well Be Me)
You lead me
I do need redemption
Whenever I don't know
I feed you balance
We will not rest
Until the search ends
I bleed for you
I voluntarily give myself
I need my fraility
Oh so soon
I will unfold
I bleed for you
I voluntarily give myself
song performed by by The Gathering from How To Measure A Planet?
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Serve Others
All our efforts aim at
Improving the level of happiness
At individual levels
Hardly we find time
To put in efforts voluntarily
And selflessly towards
Even slightly improving
The level of happiness of someone
Totally unknown or a stranger
It need not always be a grant of fund
Or an offer of alms
A push of an automobile experiencing
Starting trouble
An extending of an arm to hold
A tumbling person
A word of kindness
To a kid who just fell, stood up
And preparing to run
Helping a co-passenger by passing on
His or her change to a bus conductor
And get back the travel ticket
Giving the right direction
To a path finding stranger
Helping a blind cross traffic
Offering to hold a baggage
Of a troubling kid's mother
A number of similar others
Are also known as service
You may not have marked how many of others
Came to your help even without your asking
If you get habituated
To serving others
You stand a chance of realizing your worth
You stand a chance of stepping into a spiritual path
You stand a chance of receiving divine guidance
You stand a chance of becoming a good leader
Your serving others voluntarily
Really amounts to your paying rent
For the house, even if it is your own, you live in
As many a people with many a talent
Built that and gave the shape it has
So, do serve others
Counting not on the feathers
The service is going to add to your crown
As the very opportunity you got to serve
Is itself a crown
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Magic Of Insanity
My being here with you....,
Is the Magic Of Insanity....,
Just being near you....,
Is the Magic Of Insanity....,
This mystical deep-seated urge...,
That makes me want you...,
Is over the line....,
And I should be considered....,
Out of my mind....,
An error in judgment....,
Is this enchantment...,
The height of witchcraft profanity....,
It's the tragic, 'voodooistic', Magic Of Insanity....! ! !
poem by Trade Martin
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Over The Hills And Far Away
A LITTLE bird flew my window by,
'Twixt the level street and the level sky,
The level rows of houses tall,
The long low sun on the level wall;
And all that the little bird did say
Was, 'Over the hills and far away.'
A little bird sang behind my chair,
From the level line of corn-fields fair,
The smooth green hedgerow's level bound
Not a furlong off--the horizon's bound,
And the level lawn where the sun all day
Burns:--'Over the hills and far away.'
A little bird sings above my bed,
And I know if I could but lift my head
I would see the sun set, round and grand,
Upon level sea and level sand,
While beyond the misty distance gray
Is 'Over the hills and far away.'
I think that a little bird will sing
Over a grassy mound, next spring,
Where something that once was me, ye'll leave
In the level sunshine, morn and eve:
But I shall be gone, past night, past day,
Over the hills and far away.
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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I suffer more from the humiliations inflicted by my country than from those inflicted on her.
quote by Simone Weil
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Virtual Insanity
Written by jay kay and toby smith
Oh yeah what were living in (let me tell ya)
It a wonder man can eat at all
When things are big
That should be small
Who can tell what magic spells well be doing for us.
And Im giving all my love to this world
Only to be told
I cant see, I cant breathe
No more will we be
And nothings gonna change the way we live
Cos we can always take and never give
And now that things are changing for the worse,
See, its a crazy world were living in
And I just cant see that half of us immersed in sin
Is all we have to give these
Futures made of virtual insanity
Now always seem, to be governed by this love we have
For useless, twisting of our new technology
Oh now theres no sound for we all live underground
And Im thinking in what a mess were in
Hard to know when to begin
If I could slip the sicly ties that earthly man has made
And now every mother can choose the color of her child
Thats not natures way
Well thats what they said yesterday
Theres nothing left to do but pray
I think its time I found a new religion
Waoh its so insane to synthesize another strain
Theres something in these futures that we have to be told.
Futures made of virtual insanity
Now always seem, to be governed by this love we have
For useless, twisting of our new technology
Oh now theres no sound for we all live underground
Now theres no sound if we all live underground
And now its virtual insanity
Forget your virtual reality
Oh, theres nothing so bad, I know yeah
Instrumental break
Oh, this virtual insanity, were living in,
Has got to change, yeah
Things will never be the same
And I cant go on
While were living in oh, oh virtual insanity
Oh, this world has got to change
Cos I just, I just cant keep going on, it was virtual,
Virtual insanity that were living in, that were living in
That virtual insanity is what it is
Futures made of virtual insanity
Now always seem, to be governed by this love we have
For useless, twisting of our new technology
Oh theres no sound for we all live underground
Living - virtual insanity
Living - virtual insanity
Living - virtual insanity
Living - virtual insanity
Virtual insanity is what were living in
song performed by by Jamiroquai
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I Plead Insanity
I cant be responsible
For anything I do now or say now
I get too excitable
To control the way I behave now
Im afraid of what Ill do
If I find myself alone with you
Its just a crime of passion baby
Dont hold it against me
Im innocent
Im just out of my mind
I plead insanity
Whoa, Im so mad about you
I cant think straight, I cant see straight
I plead insanity
All I do is obsess about you
I cant work days
I cant sleep nights
I plead insanity
I know that there are rules for this
And I plan to break every one of them
And if I go too far tonight
Baby you can be my alibi
And if I act irrational
Im not responsible
For anything that happens here
Dont hold it against me
Im innocent
Im just out of my mind
I plead insanity
All I do is obsess about you
I cant work days
I cans sleep nights
I plead insanity
I plead insanity
Whoa, Im so mad about you
I cant think straight, I cant see straight
I plead insanity
All I do is obsess about you
I cant work days
I cant sleep nights
I have a fantasy...
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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Diary Of a Madman
What could it mean.
Living beyond shame and fear of the unknown.
Insanity is incredible
And sanity is unstable
The diary of the insane is history.
And memory is long lost in the desert
Of the heart.
To an insane,
Sanity is insanity
And insanity is sanity.
The soul of an insane has gone far beyond earth.
But the sane is oblivious
Of the fate of his own soul
After the final call.
Above all,
Is sanity sane?
No. For bad temperament is
Madness in itself.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Insanity
Insanity spins around inside my head.
If it doesn't stop I'll soon be dead.
I want to love but I want to kill,
either one would be a thrill.
I have no love but I feel it too.
The insanity drives inside my head just like a screw.
I'm nervous and twitchy,
I see things too.
I don't trust anyone not even you.
I know the world is out to get me.
I hate the world it's sick and crude.
People make me wretch they're deceptive and quite rude.
Despite it all I need that freind,
who'll help me put the insanity at an end.
So take my hand I'll tell my tale.
I'll shock you with my personall hell.
In the end though we'll both be better,
because we'll have understanding and eachother.
poem by Michael McParland
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Willing Victims
When one is accustomed to starting fires...
They should expect to get burned.
Eventually!
A sickness to ignite a flame that rages...
Soon will become uncontrollable.
Leaving one who glorifies in destruction...
To denounce activities,
Of another...
Who is as equally demented!
Yet,
Also given power to devour common sense.
'Spare the rod and spoil the child.'
I agree!
But these are privileged kids.
Who have been raised to gather praise,
For their craze!
And we have been willing victims,
Of their sins allowed and followed.
Assuming those who lead...
Are competent.
And not those of dormant insanity!
In other words...
Those who 'have' and acquired their positions.
May be those inflicted with sick ambitions!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You have killed the Shame in Man
Insanity, what incredibility!
If for a munite you can lose sanity
And dance naked, for public
entertainment,
How much would earn for your
government?
.
Oh insanity, what an impudence!
You have killed the shame in man,
I have seen men walk through
streets uncladded,
.
And who have cared to give them garments,
To cover up their own nakedness.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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And then I went round the corner and there's a Van Gogh portrait, and you just think, well, this is another level. A higher level, actually. I love the Sargent, but it's not the level of Van Gogh.
quote by David Hockney
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We Burn
(m&l - deris)
Climb down my pile
And again to the beat of my heart
Youre so exiting
Take all the soul
I will give you as
Much as you want
Higher, much higher
Umbouned fire
Closer, come closer
Close to the core
We burn, we burn
I contaminate you
I like to polute you with my
G- g- generations
Look into my eyes
And we melt into
On yearning mind
We climb the stages
Higher, much higher
Umbouned fire
Closer, come closer
Close to the core
We burn, we burn
Insanity, insanity
Never set me free
Higher, much higher
Set me on fire
Closer, come closer
Close to the core
We burn, we burn
Insanity, insanity
Never set me free
song performed by by Helloween
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Master Of Insanity
Look all around
Cant you open your eyes
Voices are calling
Killing rain falling down from the sky
Crying with nightmare tears
Out on the street
Youll see blood on the ground
Cities are burning
Feeling the pain cutting right to your soul
Goodbye now
Youre caught in his spell
Your freedom is gone
Hes taken everything
You ever had
But if youre strong youll survive
Youve got to hold on
Open your eyes
Chorus:
Behind the lies you will see
The master of insanity
Under the mask there will be
The master of insanity
Innocent minds
Theyre the victims of shame
Staring in sorrow
Promises lying there
Broken and crushed
Confusion-just disappear
What can you give
To be left all alone
When theres nothing at all
Your freedom is gone
Hes taken everything
You ever had
But if youre strong youll survive
Youve got to hold on
Open your eyes
Chorus
Behind the lies you will find
Hes trying to get inside you
Just open your eyes and you will see
The master of insanity
Chorus
Between the lies you will find
That hes trying to get inside you
Out of the night into your mind
Hes always right beside you
Yeah, between the lies you will see
The master of insanity
Open your eyes or you will be
The master of insanity
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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When science, art, literature, and philosophy are simply the manifestation of personality they are on a level where glorious and dazzling achievements are possible, which can make a man's name live for thousands of years. But above this level, far above, separated by an abyss, is the level where the highest things are achieved. These things are essentially anonymous.
quote by Simone Weil
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Your Insanity
It took me years to understand
Your insanity-
Your flowery rhythms and
Your mismatched attire
And shoes,
That smiled upon me
Each time you spoke
Something unimportant-
Yes, there is purpose in it,
I suppose-that some divine
Providence that lifts you
Higher than this mundane
World-but I found
It's this insanity that keeps
You doing what you're
Doing-
Like songs of crickets
And wild yellow flowers
That tickle your nostrils
And brush against your nipples,
And all the sarcasm
That make me laugh
At your girlish ideas
About the complexities
Of life and love-
Yes, I suppose I'd go fishing
With you among the stars
And read through your
Private journals of what
The universe was like
Before you and I were born-
But all I know is this
Here and now,
While the insidious clocks
Keep reminding of
Our mortality and
Superfluity of it all-
Yes, your insanity is
Infectious as is your youth,
As we volley back and
Forth between secular
And divine,
Between revelatory
And superficial,
Between exuberance
And routine,
Between just breathing
And being truly alive.
Beyond words lies the ocean,
Beyond rationality,
The spirit of lovers
In a tender embrace-
And there I am, I suppose,
Caught up in the insanity
That you propose-
And all I can say to you,
My darling, is
Yes, and yes, and yes…
May 21,2008
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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You're still here
At the finest level of my being you're
still with me.
We still look at each other,
At that level beyond sight.
We talk and laugh with each other,
In a place beyond words.
We still touch each other
On a level beyond touch.
We share time together
in a place,
Where time stand still.
We are still together
On a level called love.
But I cry alone for you,
In a place call Reality.
[Missed by your loving family, wife, daughter and son.]
* All of a sudden I found this cutting among my rubbish of papers.A widow has sent this sad poem to a local newspaper remembering of her deceased beloved husband's third year memorial.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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where did I park my car?
1
where did I park my car?
I’m sure I left it here
on this level
just hours before
had a coffee at the center
caught up with some friends
watched a movie
and bought some stuff for home
and now I can’t find my car
though I’ve searched past 10 minutes
where did I park my car?
I’m sure I left it here
on this level
just hours before
no, that’s not mine
that’s a Mercedes;
that one’s too shiny;
and maybe it’s this one
- no, mate,
we won’t go any nearer
this car is too clean
mine will look like
it’s not been washed since Noah
where did I park my car?
I’m sure I left it here
on this level
just hours before
2
well, yes, help me look out...
it’s an old Nissan
blue faded into white;
no, nobody ‘ll steal that
and the only people
who’d give it a second look
will be the traffic police
who’d wave as if to say:
Pull over, Sir;
let’s have a look at
your rego and front tyres
now, where did I park my car?
I’m sure I left it here
on this level
just hours before
well, damn,
I’m sure it hasn’t moved
it’s not that sort with smart technology
self-park, self-drive or with sensors;
it’s like an old useless dog
completely lost without its master
where did I park my car?
I’m sure I left it here
on this level
just hours before
now that we’ve looked
about 30 minutes or more
I’m not sure if this is the right level;
Oh, did I stop at Yellow Level
or Blue or Green or Pink?
was it level 1 or 2 or 3 or 9?
it’s completely out of my mind
where did I park my car?
I’m sure I left it here
on this level
just hours before
ah, there it is
that old boneshaker;
thanks mate, for helping me look
You were saying you want a lift –
yes, come - I'll dropp you…no trouble…
yes, it’s just on the way…
Hey…Where you going?
What? Don’t want a lift?
You’d rather walk home?
Hey, what’s wrong with my car?
OK, suit yourself…
at least I found my faithful car…
where did I park my car?
it was Level 5, Yellow Sector
Lot 125
all the while
and that beauty was here each second
an old helpless dog, waiting for its master
poem by Raj Arumugam
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