It is not the simple statement of facts that ushers in freedom; it is the constant repetition of them that has this liberating effect. Tolerance is the result not of enlightenment, but of boredom.
quote by Quentin Crisp
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poem by David Keig
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Repetition
You get up in the morning
And every single day
Is just a repetition
Its always been that way
You live alone inside your head
Incommunicado, in the land of living dead
Each days a repetition
Of the one that went before
Like watching an old movie
You cant sit through anymore
Why dont you kick the habit
And walk right out that door?
From all the repetition
Day after day
All the repetition
Its always been that way
Its in your head, its in your eyes
Youre boring and its no surprise
With all the repetition
Day after day
All the repetition
They say its time to start all over
And call it a day
But you go right back where you started
Day after day
You go right back to where you started
Day after day, after day, after day, after day
You look in the mirror
Is anybody there?
Its only a reflection
That doesnt really care
Youre a product of your time
Looking hard for something, but you never saw the sign
Lock inside a prison
But thats where you wanna be
Stuck in solitary
And youve thrown away the key
You say you want your freedom
But you dont wanna get away
Then you wake up, its time for you
To start another day
With all the repetition, day after day, all the repetition
All the repetition day after day
Another chance, another day
You know its time to get away from all the repetition
Day after day
How long you gonna sit and wait
Youre getting on its getting late
They say its time to start all over
And call it a day
But you go right back where you started
Day after day
You go right back to where you started
Day after day, after day, after day, after day
song performed by by Kinks
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Simple Poems Of Statement
SIMPLE POEMS OF STATEMENT
Simple Poems of Statement
Embodying Eternal Truths entire
Lacking Linguistic Brilliance
In Time do not inspire.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Reverse Final F Modeer
It's our freedom,
Not our boredom,
Exercise will,
Coz life's a wheel.
That's our freedom,
Don't get seldom,
Continue it,
Don't leave it.
This is freedom,
that I'm feeling right now,
Feels like snow,
& having a vow.
We should decide,
We should conduct,
We should command,
Ourselves, that's freedom.
poem by Rudy Rico Castillo
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Your true traveller finds boredom rather agreeable than painful. It is the symbol of his liberty - his excessive freedom. He accepts his boredom, when it comes, not merely philosophically, but almost with pleasure.
quote by Aldous Huxley
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The Crazy Woman
she is a neighbor
they think she is crazy
what we have
we keep
tolerance and
tolerance
she asks for coffee
and cookies
watches tv
and decides which channel to watch
i am about to burst
until she gets away with
sanity
she says
what she has is tolerance
and tolerance for me
fair.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Joy In Repetition
{crowd noise same as for alphabet street}
He like to frequent this club down up on 36th
Pimps and thangs like 2 hang outside and cuss for kicks
Talking 2 no one in particular, they say the baddest I am tonight
4 letter words are seldom heard with such dignity and bite.
All the poets and the part time singers always hang inside
Live music from a band plays a song called soul psychodelicide.
The songs a year long and had been playing 4 months when he
Walked into the place.
No one seemed to care, an introverted this-is-it look on most of their faces.
Up on the mic repeating 2 words, over and over again
Was this woman he had never noticed before he lost himself in the
Articulated manner in which she said them.
These 2 words, a little bit behind the beat.
I mean just enough 2 turn u on.
4 everytime she said the words another one of his doubts were gone.
Should he try 2 rap with her? should he stand and stare?
No one else was watching her, she didnt seem 2 care.
So over and over, she said the words til he could take no more, (no more)
He dragged her from the stage and together they ran through the back door
In the alley over by the curb he said tell me whats your name
She only said the words again and it started to rain (rain, rain, rain)
2 words falling between the drops and the moans of his condition
Holding someone is truly believing theres joy in repetition.
Theres joy in repetition.
Theres joy in repetition.
Theres joy in repetition.
Theres joy in repetition.
She said love me, love me, what she say?
She say love me, love me.
Joy, why dont u love me baby, joy, why cant u love me baby
Joy, come on and love me baby, joy in repetition
Alright, joy in repetition,
Alright, joy in repetition,
Alright, joy in repetition,
Alright, joy, all my wishes add up to one
Love me, joy, love me, joy, love me, joy
Love me, love me, joy, joy, joy in repetition
Joy, joy in repetition,
Joy, joy (love me) in repetition,
Love me, love, joy, joy, joy in repetition
Joy, and Im gonna say it again, joy, joy, and Im gonna say it again,
Joy, Id like 2 go way up high and say, love me, joy
Ill say love me, joy
Joy, joy in repetition, joy in repetition
Theres joy in repetition
song performed by by Prince
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Enlightenment
Chop that wood
Carry water
Whats the sound of one hand clapping
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Every second, every minute
It keeps changing to something different
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
It says its non attachment
Non attachment. non attachment
Im in the here and now, and Im meditating
And still Im suffering but thats my problem
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Wake up
Enlightenment says the world is nothing
Nothing but a dream, everythings an illusion
And nothing is real
Good or bad baby
You can change it anyway you want
You can rearrange it
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Chop that wood
And carry water
Whats the sound of one hand clapping
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
All around baby. you can see
Youre making your own reality. everyday because
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
One more time
Enlightenment. dont know what it is
Its up to you
Enlightenment. dont know what it is
Its up to you everyday
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Its always up to you
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Its up to you, the way you think
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Freedom and Beauty
It is a beautiful mind to feel free.
It is a beautiful feeling to set someone free.
Freedom is the hard statement to get.
Freedom is the only feeling to get.
*
Freedom is the statement that shows your independence.
Freedom is the power that shows your right.
But while speaking of almost 7 billion individuals on the earth
At least 7 billion needs and rights that might complicate their life.
*
Showing his independence might be more important for some people.
Feeling responsible for others may be more important for other people.
*
To be honest with you, i never felt free,
Because I didn’t know what it is.
After I realized what freedom is,
I saw how hard to recognize that you are free.
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How hard to know that you are free to live.
How hard to know that you are free to speak.
How hard to know that you are free to love and trust.
How hard to know that you are free to be loved and trusted.
^
That what you have in your everyday life, is your freedom.
This is not just everyday schedule, that’s your freedom.
How blind are we to not see how free we are.
How ugly is it to not see how beautiful freedom is.
^
Freedom is beautiful, but hard to see.
Freedom is beautiful, but hard to feel.
poem by Sukhee Bukhbat
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It Is A Constant Never Neglected
Credibility, integrity with identity intact,
Radiates a dignity that ushers with it
Respect,
Received and given back.
Not retaining qualities,
Or learning them...
From one's sheltered nest,
Produces none of the above.
And a dumping of togetherness,
Is encouraged to nourish disrespectful contests.
Delivered and performed...
At their best.
And for those responsible,
For this irresponsibility...
Witness in 'disbelief'!
As if shocked by a sudden and cruel awakening!
No one 'group' can fully be blamed!
Not for this merchandized quality of life we see.
And diminishing standards of a crumbling society.
Putting all to shame.
And pointing fingers to blame.
Those who have enforced this 'normalcy' that bleeds...
Condoned aspects of this defective affect,
Blind to hindsight.
And futuristic needs.
That investment fed temporary greed.
Upon which quick dreams,
Are shattered!
With an absence of consciousness,
Devoid of thought.
With no connection in their minds to comprehend...
What they 'themselves' brought.
Seeking blindlessly,
What it takes to succeed.
But the sacrifice of achieving,
And sustaining wholesome beliefs...
Are not born from electronic 'things'.
Or absorbing 'falsities' to feed from one's tv!
Credibility, integrity with an identity,
Radiates a dignity that ushers with it
Respect.
It is a constant never neglected aspect.
Not 'this' determination...
To be placed upon one person's back!
The one assigned to restorative research.
And attacked for the honesty!
Too much of that came back with facts!
A recommendation for self evaluations!
And no one dares to prepare for that!
To be held accountable?
For the laying of one's own trap! ?
The audacity of those found facts!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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More Effective Means
Many times you have tried,
To misrepresent my intentions.
And to manipulate my deeds.
And many times my tolerance,
Sat and watch this purposely.
Over the years my intentions have changed.
And I am not reluctant to express impatience.
Nor is my tolerance one I am proud of.
And my methods now use more effective means...
To get my point across.
So grateful am I to find constant prayer,
Enables me to do this!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Repetition
Im coming back to you
Just like before.
Ive been a lonely boy
Since I walked out your door.
If theres a life for us,
I dont know.
But I cant live like this
Anymore.
The time I spend alone has nothing to give.
Its repetition,
Im coming back to you.
Repetition,
The only thing I can do.
Im coming back to you,
This time to stay.
If Ive learned one thing
Its that I cant stay away.
The time I spend alone has nothing to give.
The life I lead alone has nowhere to live.
Its repetition,
Im coming back to you.
Repetition,
The only thing I can do.
And I can still recall
How you would hold me.
The way a vast wave
Broke so slowly.
Its repetition,
Im coming back to you.
Repetition,
The only thing I can do.
Repetition,
And we can see this through.
Its repetition,
Im coming back to you.
song performed by by Information Society
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Much can often be learned by the repetition under different conditions, even if the desired result is not obtained.
quote by Archer J. P. Martin
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Constant repetition carries conviction.
quote by Robert Collier
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We have to talk about liberating minds as well as liberating society.
quote by Angela Davis
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The highest result of education is tolerance.
quote by Helen Keller
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We are a country of excess. So it's not the violence, per se, but the exacerbation and constant repetition.
quote by Norman Lear
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My Definition Of Freedom
what a simple word.
sweet to the lips yet costs to attain. Who amongst u is really free
Do u even know what it is to be free?
What is ur definition of freedom?
Is it being loose and giving ur body to anyone withiout consensus?
Then how do u percieve feeedom?
Is it despising morals, ethics, respect and correction?
Is that ur meaning of Freedom?
Let me break it down for u.
Freedom, my Freedom, our freedom. Freedom is knowing the extents to wich God went to save ur life but still have respect for humanity.
Freedom is knowing that u don live under law but grace and still cling to this grace.
Freedom is to know that ur records of wrongs have been erased but u still strive for perfecion.
Freedom, My Freedom, Our Freedom.
My freedom is not a vote.
My freedom is not a govt designed system and terminology but My Freedom is the son of God. My Freedom is he who overcame death.
My Freedom is he who was before the beggining began. Freedom My Freedom Our Freedom is Jesus.
poem by Mbaimbai Phathutshedzo
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The cost of the freedom
Freedom means
Escape of tolerance.
Freedom results
In no companions.
30.07.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Isn't history ultimately the result of our fear of boredom?
quote by Emile M. Cioran
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