The more we live by our intellect, the less we understand the meaning of life.
quote by Leo Tolstoy
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We should not pretend to understand the world only by the intellect. The judgement of the intellect is only part of the truth.
War Is A
War is
War is
War is
War is the ideal in a mind so clouded and confused that the brutality cannot help but be beautiful,
That the Restlessness of a soul so young it cannot help but find meaning in others,
Meaning, Meaning of course the definition of life
in a world where the souls are so young that the bigger picture is only pondered and argued over
When the only simple truth in life is life,
Where the only definition is survive and find motivation,
and the only motivation comes from life itself,
and thus completing the circle that was always understood.
cycles, circles,
mediocraty is not the answer, sides are not real,
so war goes on in the mind of the idealist,
and rightly so,
for they understand that they might as well live before they die.
poem by Jaime ReyesHildel
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Without You
Feel so alone and sad
As if the meaning of being alive, exists no more
Nothing I have and nobody is here for me
Often, I feel so lost
Do not know where I belong, since without you life has no meaning
It is better to die than to live a lost life
I know you do not hear me anymore because you simply do not care
Knowing, I will have to be without you for the rest of my life
Feels really terrible and no words can explain this sadness of mine
An empty life I have
In which I am just a lost soul, with no meaning left to live
It is better to die, although even death does not come that easily
Just feel very sad, without you my love.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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What Kind Of Man Would I Be?
Girl, well its been one of those days again,
And it seems like the harder I try,
Over and over, Im right back where I began;
But you understand.
Oh girl, when nothing else in this world goes right,
Oh I just want to run to you.
You pull me through.
Oh baby, who wouldnt want to have you in their life?
Tell me: what kind of man would I be,
Living a life without any meaning?
And I know you could surely survive without me,
But if I had to live without you,
Tell me what kind of man would I be?
Times when it was pointless for me to try;
I was more than a desperate man.
What seemed like forever was gone with one touch of your hand.
Oh, girl, if I could count all the sleepless nights,
When you were there for me.
A fool could see, oh baby,
Once that I found you there was no letting go.
Tell me: what kind of man would I be,
Living a life without any meaning?
And I know you could surely survive without me,
But if I had to live without you,
Tell me what kind of man would I be?
[repeat and fade]
song performed by by Chicago
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You may be a realist
You may be a realist,
who have got her life firmly in control
and as a romantic, I am
striving for a much better world
but somehow you understand me
to the depths of my existing
and your loving, your respect
is a very precious thing
and even if destiny arranges things,
arranges every day, in how we live and play
you are the one, who brings meaning to everything,
the one that brings meaning to who I really am.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Question Meaning
The meaning of the question
Is to always question meaning,
The meaning of life,
And the life of meaning.
The life unquestioned
Means very little,
Just as a life left meaningless,
Without question, has very little life.
Therefore, we all should daily question
The meaning of life,
By doing so, life's Meaning
Will unquestionably, each day, find us.
Remember: we are free to question meaning;
May we become free enough to
Let it freely question us.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Understanding Bukowski Now
Later in life I've really come to understand Bukowski.
Without women money would have no meaning,
Men would have no taste.
Soap operas truly are fictional,
Men aren't affectionate out of bed.
Colonel Sanders really is a gender icon,
All he cared about, legs, breasts, and thighs.
Without women man would never truly understand,
The meaning of an alien race.
Why do Black Widow spiders kill their mate after mating?
Just ask any women!
Men marry virgins to avoid the criticism.
Women marry virgins, but there aren't any.
The futility of the arrangement of life!
Charles how I'm beginning to understand.
poem by Barry A. Lanier
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Meaning Of Life
What is the meaning of life
Is it to be born and then to die
To that question once again I have thought
As once again for that answer I have sought.
Just to understand just why we are here
Is it to bring joy and hopefully not a tear
to live strong each and every day
And then every night to kneel and pray.
Is it to see how far that we can go
Or how much knowledge we can place in our soul
Is it to marry and then take a husband or a wife
Or is it just simply to help others with their strife.
As I look out my window and as I do think
Life can either end or begin with just a wink
We are here and then we can be gone
And after all in the end we are all but just one.
Is it just an accident that we are born
Was it an accident that our world was formed
Are there a reason that we are here to stand
Truly I wish to that question I could just understand.
To understand our life and our being
Many have said that research is never ending
As there is no true answer just why we are here
And if there was would our hope and wonder disappear.
As I think to myself could life itself be just a test
To see how far we make it in life's quest.
Where our soul and conscience is the preacher
And then GOD himself is our Teacher.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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I Don't Want To Live This Life
Now that you're gone i feel the painmy heart trembles i call your name
I miss your touch your soft blonde hair i keep searching for an answer
It just ain't there
And i don't want to live this life and i don't want to live this life
And i don't want to live this life anymore
Everywhere i turn, the finger points on me you'll never understand i'm in misery
'cause baby without you i have no one oh, my sweet darling what have i done
And i don't want to live this life and i don't want to live this life
And i don't want to live this life anymore
She smiled at me as i held her carefully her last words were "i love you"
Thought it ser me free and i can't forget that look on her face
It looked like an angel as she died in my prayers
And i don't want to live this life and i don't want to live this life
And i don't want to live this life anymore
song performed by by Ramones
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I don’t know whether this world has a meaning that transcends it. But I know that I cannot know that meaning and that it is impossible for me just now to know it. What can a meaning outside my condition mean to me? I can understand only in human terms. What I touch, what resists me — that I understand. And these two certainties — my appetite for the absolute and for unity and the impossibility of reducing this world to a rational and reasonable principle — I also know that I cannot reconcile them. What other truth can I admit without lying, without bringing in a hope I lack and which means nothing within the limits of my conditions?
quote by Albert Camus
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Affirmation of the world, which means affirmation of the will-to-live that manifests itself around me, is only possible if I devote myself to other life. From an inner necessity, I exert myself in producing values and practising ethics in the world and on the world even though I do not understand the meaning of the world. For in world-and life-affirmation and in ethics I carry out the will of the universal will-to-live which reveals itself in me. I live my life in God, in the mysterious divine personality which I do not know as such in the world, but only experience as mysterious Will within myself. Rational thinking which is free from assumptions ends therefore in mysticism.
quote by Albert Schweitzer
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Can Anybody Understand?
can anybody understand?
my struggles i have,
to live in this life,
and hardly getting by,
can anybody understand?
that i wake up,
wondering if it was
all a dream,
can anybody understand?
all i ask for is to be me,
who that is,
i don't really know,
deep down,
a girl is trapped,
bagging to get out,
of this life she was given,
does anybody hear,
the cry for help,
or the pain she feels,
when she lay in bed at night,
just wishing that on day,
it'll all be gone.
will anybody understand?
that behind a strong person,
there is stubborness,
that hides inside,
because the things that are buried,
that might make them seem weak,
will anybody understand?
that all she wants is to be happy,
rather than life just being unfair.
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3-12-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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They don't understand
They don't understand,
What its like to be me.
They don't understand,
Why school is hard for me.
They don't understand,
Why I'm so skinny.
They don't understand,
Why I have no friends.
They don't understand,
What I need.
They don't understand,
Why I lie.
They don't understand,
Why life is hard.
They don't understand,
What life is like for me.
They don't understand,
Why I hurt.
They don't understand,
Why I have fears.
They don't understand,
Why I'm different.
I don't understand,
Why they don't like me.
I don't understand,
Why they don't except me.
I don't understand,
What they say.
I don't understand,
Why they don't undersatnd,
Me...
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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Language is the soul of intellect, and reading is the essential process by which that intellect is cultivated beyond the commonplace experiences of everyday life.
quote by Charles Scribner, Jr.
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I Am Mirror
The function of the psychoanalyst.
Lead vocal: leo sayer
Suppose i were to tell you that the meaning of dreams
Is not all that it seems and the ultimate truth is a lie.
And you are just a puppet who can dance on a string.
Do you feel anything?
Would you laugh? would you care? would you cry?
But the meaning of life is a mystery, how can anyone disagree?
And the music is a symphony which we play in a minor key.
I am a mirror. i am a mirror. looking at me you see yourself
I am a mirror. i am a mirror. every face is someone else.
Look at me smile and you're the clown. and if i dance you turn around.
Look in my eyes and see your tears until the music disappears.
So if you are confused and don't know which way to go.
You will certainly know. from the moment we're living we die.
And if it's all a crazy game you don't want to play
Tell me what you can say.
It's a joke. it's the truth. it's a lie.
But the meaning of life is a mystery that we don't understand.
And the music is a rhapsody if you're happy the way that you are.
I am a mirror. i am a mirror. looking at me you see yourself
I am a mirror. i am a mirror. every face is someone else.
Look at me smile and you're the clown. and if i dance you turn around.
Look in my eyes and see your tears until the music disappears.
And the meaning of life is a mystery though we live it from day to day.
But the music of live should be harmony so that anyone here can play.
I am a mirror. i am a mirror. looking at me you see yourself
I am a mirror. i am a mirror. every face is someone else.
Look at me smile and you're the clown. and if i dance you turn around.
Look in my eyes and see your tears until the music disappears.
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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Fertile Ground
All that man to man can bequeath
Is nothing more than worthless heath;
God alone only can give
What man needs
To forever and favorably live.
Therefore, cling not to the teachings of any man
In attempt to understand
Life's true meaning,
Rather go to
And plant yourself into
The Ground of all being.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Meaning Of Loneliness
Lost in a strange city, no where to turn
Far cry from the streets that I came from
It can get lonely when you're trav'ling hard
But you can even be lonely
Standin' in your own backyard
Nobody knows the existential dread
Of the things that go on inside someone else's head
Whether it be trivial or something that Dante said
But baby, nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
No matter how well ya know someone
You can only ever guess
How can you ever really know somebody else?
It takes more than a lifetime
Just to get to know yourself
Nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
(Instrumental & sax)
I have to say a word about solitude
For the soul it sometimes, they say can be good
And I'm partial to it myself, and well I must confess
Nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
Well, it's Satra and Camu
Neitche and Hess
If ya dig deep enough you're gonna end
Up in distress
And no one escapes havin' to live life
Under duress
And no one escapes the meaning of loneliness
Well, they say keep it simple
When it gets to be a mess
And fame and fortune
Never brought anyone happiness
I must be lucky, some of my friends think
That I'm really blessed
Nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
No-no-no-no-no-no
Nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
No-no, no-ooh body knows the meaning of loneliness
Nobody knows the meaning of loneliness.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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This Early Morning
this early morning
we are talking about
something
somehow you are the curious kitten
coming near my bed
wanting a little warmth
from my hands
and i perfectly understand this need
on the cold days
of our lives
a nice morning conversation perhaps
something not hot
just warm to rub some sparks in our thoughts
i begin to talk about some treasures
i keep inside my heart
how often i open my trunk
and simply glance at them
they are more than diamonds and gold
and certificates of some
deposits
for they glitter not in my eyes
but in my soul
they make me see clearly the meaning of my life
i become young again
i can even fly to distant lands where some of my memories
are buried
all these make me live and live life the way it must be lived
always giving and not taking
something somewhere
oh! you will never know but soon you will understand and see
when you close your eyes in the darkness
and remember too the treasures of your heart
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life
Life...
Is my meaning.
And life...
Is the nectar sweet.
Life...
Is what's inside of me.
To live as given.
Life...
Is no mocking bird.
And life...
Can be just a word.
But life...
Is what's inside of me!
Not here to prophecize it.
Or criticize or try.
Nor do I push aside...
The reason why,
Some live denying.
Life...
Is my meaning.
And life...
Is the nectar sweet.
Life...
Is what's inside of me.
And I'm gonna live my life...
As no mocking bird.
And life...
Can be just a word.
But life...
Is what's inside of me!
And I believe my life...
Is my precious gem.
Life...
Is what's inside of me,
Within every minute.
And life...
Is what it's gonna be.
To live as it's given!
And life...
Is what it's gonna be.
To live as it's given!
And my life...
Is what God gave to me!
Not here to prophecize it.
Or criticize or try.
Nor do I push aside...
The reason why,
Some live denying.
My life...
Is what it means to me!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life..?
A life that I live for my dreams,
A life that will extend far beyond my realms..
A life to live without anything to fear,
A life to fulfill the wishes of my dear...
A life that has meaning even though not understood my most..
A life like a wave, stumbling to reach the coast..
A life of solitude desired by none,
A life of peace in search of someone..
A life that in size small might be,
A life which forever, end will never see..
A life in which luxuries might not be there,
A life in which happiness is everywhere..
A life in which the value is of time,
A life till its end will always be mine..
poem by Abhishek Shah
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