Sentimentality about nature denatures everything it touches.

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Brief Prayer After Viewing Grunewald's 'Isenheim Christ

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'Genuine knowing begins when sentimentality no longer bars the way.'
-Eugene Monick

I, too, have hung

on a cross, my own,

but nonetheless everyone's,

too often disowned,

denied,

decried as untrue,

unnecessary, that

there is no Adversary,

only Light,

that overbearing Rightness

which never

leaves room

for me.

I only know

that deep night,

that way beyond sentimentality,

that way over and beyond 'the Path'

into the thicket, the swamp


where the god of gators waits,

submerged, calling to me to

step less lightly upon the world.

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With Some Passion That Touches Me

Try my love song from the heart inside
Let it touch here through its going
Feel the gathering of its truest glide
As it is willingly and knowing
With some passion that touches me
With some passion that touches me

Let the beauty from within come right here
Through the deep of the dark night
With its flowing and its limits to share
Till all its touches become alright
In the end of its limitless deep
Of the hours from down dark under
With its dances and beats to keep
As we drift though the waves asunder
With some passion that touches freely
With some passion that touches freely

I might be in heart feeling lonely
Though I had my luck in its try
You are touching my soul here and only
Filling moments with each their try
With some passion that touches me
With some passion that touches me

Try my love song from the heart inside
Let it touch here through its going
Feel the gathering of its truest glide
As it is willingly and knowing
With some passion that touches me
With some passion that touches me
With some passion that touches me

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Thirteen Lines

A brain peered through stoic eyes;
Yet all it saw was rendered into
Flawed interpretation –
No honoured contemplation of a
Gluon, muon, quark of any flavour;
Nor a vision or conception of its world
Within a universe anthropic in its physical laws,
Inside a boundless multiverse.
All it gleaned and modelled
Bore parochialism well beyond belief! –
Delusional perhaps.
Survival only matters here on planet Earth –
Evolution saw to that.

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010


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There is nothing I hate more than sentimentality.

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He Touches Me

He don't bring me anything but love
He don't bring me anything but love
If you offered me the stars I would decline
I don't need 'em I got mine
1 don't know where to start
But I know what's in my heart
So keep your silver and your gold
Cos I got my man to have and hold
And even if you promise me
the wonders of the world
It's not enough
Not enough
No poetry, no diamond ring
No song to sing
He don't bring me flowers, oh no
But he touches me, he touches me
No crazy dreams, no limousines
He makes me feel I can do anything
And that's power, oh yeah
When he touches me, he touches me
I know they'll say I'm crazy letting go
Of a man like you
Who seems to have it all
But they don't see what I see
No, they don't feel like me
find even it you promise me
the wonders of the world
And all that stuff
It's not enough
No poetry, no diamond ring
No song to sing, no
He don't bring me flowers, oh no
But he touches me
He touches me
He don't bring me anything but love
He don't bring me anything but love
No poetry, no diamond ring
No song to sing
He don't bring me flowers, oh no
But he touches me
He touches me
No crazy dreams, no limousines
He makes me feel like a beauty queen
And that's power, oh yeah
And he touches me
He touches me
No poetry, no diamond ring
No song to sing
He don't bring me flowers. oh yeah
Cos he touches me, he touches me
No crazy dreams, no limousines, babe
And that's power, oh yeah
When he touches me
He touches me
He don't bring me anything but love
He don't bring me anything but love

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Sentimentality is a form of fatigue.

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Manji

Mystery woman!
Manji is my name and,
I want to see you;
For, you are gradually taking over the muse of love in this town! !
And like a nation's political landscape in the land of peace.

His touches,
Her touches,
Your touches,
With the muse of your love to enjoy,
But lot of things are done in the name of your love!
However, i want to see you and know who you are.

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The beautiful mountain valley...

The mountain valley is the place of nature's gift
Through out the season it shower with beautiful nature
When you stand in between the mountain valley
You feel that the heaven blesses you dearly
You feel that the greenery hug you tightly
You feel that the cool breeze touches you tenderly
You see that the water falls roll over violently
You see that the trees dance to the tune of wind smoothly
You hear that the birds sing nature choir happily
You watch that the animals walk freely
When the nature open its heart widely
It gives everyone a chance to be with nature closely.


Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka

Copyright ©2004 Ravi Sathasivam

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Nothing Touches Me

Nothing touches me man
These walls are three feet thick
Wouldn't take one of them little drills to get through it
I try to make her listen
When I turn away she's split
I try to make her listen
When I turn away she's split
She went..
Nothing touches me
Nothing touches me now
Nothing touches me man
No matter how you split
Sticks and stones can get through bones
So I've given up looking out of it
I try to make her listen
When I turn away she's split
I try to make her listen
When I turn away she's split
She went..
Nothing touches me now (x4)
Laugh if you can, if you can, if you can, at me now (x4

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Norman Mailer

Sentimentality is the emotional promiscuity of those who have no sentiment.

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E.M. Forster

Only a struggle twists sentimentality and lust together into love.

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William S. Burroughs

In deep sadness there is no place for sentimentality.

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Graham Greene

Sentimentality - that's what we call the sentiment we don't share.

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W. Somerset Maugham

Sentimentality is the only sentiment that rubs you the wrong way.

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O! Ocean

O! Ocean

O! Ever alive, ever living, ever wakeful
You become crazy, fanatic due to bliss touch of sun.
You go on excitement as the male like sun touches you,
O! Ocean you are high tidal,
- You have expression of love.
O! Ocean you exist as the nature does,
O! Ocean you have sorrow- have low tide
You have fair beastliness as the nature has.

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Gaia’s Plan

Please, don’t sweep the leaves away –
Their essence gives to life’s decay.

Never hack the flowers down –
Their colours bless the laughing clown.

Now why the mowing of the lawn?
The severed grass will lie forlorn.

Let our flora live undressed,
Or under Man, will toil repressed!

I, the tree of standing still –
Erect and proud, and stout of will,
Aglow with motley bark of earth –
Advance my roots for all they’re worth,
Internalising Nature’s bowels
To snag the devil, tweak his jowls
And pull his hairs from whence they grow!
I’ll destroy his pagan show
Of Homo sapiens’ disrespect!

The humble ape must reconnect
With Gaia’s plan!

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010


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I think I avoid stepping into sentimentality by trying to be as truthful as possible with performances.

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And if I have a strong point, it's that I like to believe it's not cheap or schmaltzy sentimentality.

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Fraternity among nations, however, touches the deepest desire of human nature.

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There Comes A Time, To Us And To The City

There comes a time, to us and to the city
when summer spreads its wings upon a day,
that the sheer loveliness touches all of us
with a sense of fun, a sense of tranquillity.

From the moment that this has begun
the open blue sky, the clearness of the ocean
draws us to beaches where the water
touches the land, touches our feet

and happiness is only but a moment away,
when a day is like no other before it,
with the promise of how life and living
is really supposed to be.

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