The main factor in any form of creativeness is the life of a human spirit, that of the actor and his part, their joint feelings and subconscious creation.
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Boundaries are actually the main factor in space, just as the present, another boundary, is the main factor in time.
quote by Eduardo Chillida
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Dear One
Dear one near me - truth assessed
Reborn worldwise - mind at rest
True heart sow you - God has blessed
Your soul whispers - love confessed
My spirit sings to you now
Creation stands at your feet
My feelings call to you now
Dear one I love (a) you
You hear my spirit sing to you
You see creation at your feet
You feel my feelings calling you
You know dear one I love (a) you
Dear one show me - simple grace
Move me toward thee - with each pace
My spirit sings to you now
Creation stands at your feet
My feelings call to you now
Dear one I love (a) you
You hear my spirit sing to you
You see creation at your feet
You feel my feelings calling you
You know dear one I love (a) you
song performed by by George Harrison
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Behind the Scenes
The actor struts his little hour,
Between the limelight and the band;
The public feel the actor's power,
Yet nothing do they understand
Of all the touches here and there
That make or mar the actor's part,
They never see, beneath the glare,
The artist striving after art.
To them it seems a labour slight
Where nought of study intervenes;
You see it in another light
When once you've been behind the scenes.
For though the actor at his best
Is, like a poet, born not made,
He still must study with a zest
And practise hard to learn his trade.
So, whether on the actor's form
The stately robes of Hamlet sit,
Or as Macbeth he rave and storm,
Or plays burlesque to please the pit,
'Tis each and all a work of art,
That constant care and practice means --
The actor who creates a part
Has done his work behind the scenes.
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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Man Is Foolish
The human mind works on three tiers
With upper, middle and lower levels
As the conscious mind, the subconscious
And the unconscious respectively.
While the conscious mind is voluntary,
The subconscious and the unconscious
Are autonomous and automatic.
The conscious mind is to one's awareness.
The subconscious colours the conscious mind
And the unconscious is independent.
Sexual overtone in the subconscious
Will impact the external behaviors.
The subconscious is the reservoir of
Lust, jealousy, fear, hatred and revenge.
Bitten by a dog, one is struck with fear,
Which lurks deep inside to fear any dog.
The subconscious and the unconscious
Are responsible for all the actions
Done impulsively or instinctively.
One is helpless to be not foolish.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Man Made
Creation of hate
creation of war
creation of the devil
and his merry men
Man made fibres
in the human form
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Part only
Creation yours
Part only what
We perceive
No body has power
To alter to change
To modify to stop
Creation that is
On and on.
Marvellous
And marvellous
Is this creation
The sounds here
The pictures
The water the air
And inhabitants
All are marvellous.
Do not try to understand
This creation
You can not
You only a part
And a part
can not explain
About the whole.
The whole is
The whole.
I am also a
Part and a
Part only.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Human Puzzle
human are like puzzle
there's some part filling
and there's some part missing
so they can't help to fulfill each other
some part fit well
some part unconnected
but they never give up to try untill
some part falling
and some part making
they know there is always sacrifice
they know it'll hurt
but they can do nothing if only alone
so in their uncertain path of life
they keep walking
they keep searching
a place where they are perfectly matching
in a giant puzzle
of God's creation
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Mystics Contemplate The Perfection Of Mary
there are mystics born knowing shadows
there are mystics esoteric knowledge trained
mystics visionary attain redeemed harmony
a new state to replace perfect an original state
of Edenic innocence a new state allowing God
new redeemed individual birth creation souls
self-awareness interacting with a creation
both part of and distinct from Father fire
Christ light Holy Spirit living principle a
divine life infusing God interactive in flesh
allowing free will to become the most important
gift God gives to creation humanity allowing
each individual human being to seek divine
grace as a deliberate choice while still allowing
humans to remain individuals as God offers
parent love to humanity an incarnation Christ
shares our suffering as God bears a suffering
incorporate now a necessary part of creation
in Christ a new harmony became possible
Son of God became human through a Virgin
Mary like all other women born human in
flesh subject to sin elected through grace to
inherit a sinless state Mary did not transform
the Word the Word transformed child Mary
Holy Spirit came down upon was poured out upon
Mary as Holy Spirit upon all reborn true Christians
is poured out for the will the glory of our Father God
First stanza quoted from the poem ‘Mystics Redeemed Attain Harmony’ by Terence George Craddock. For a reference to the power of interactive Holy Spirit read Luke 1: 26-34, Matthew 1: 18-25, John: 1: 9-17, Acts 2: 1 18.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Creation is a pleasure
Creativeness is not intelligence,
But is distinct, though a part.
To create is a pleasure.
Some have it in great measure.
Something, you too can create.
Something need be no big thing.
A climb from first to second
Or a climb from ninth to tenth
Gives you equal boost.
Every creation of you
Is a source of inspiration to you.
Sing, write, craft and enjoy.
30.05.2001, Berh
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Amen
let my heart be exulted, and my lips be humbled for i say Amen,
the language, where angels and saints and all created beings
wish to say, that in God and with God the universe exist
behold! my soul, you have witness the dawning light and the sitting of the sun, bow down your heads and witness the greatness of God, who shared His life with us since, from the beginning of the creation
for my spirit, say amen, for the Lord thy God, lives in me and i with God, who is and who was, the future of all creation, the God, who believes our human aspiration, and accept our limitation in any form and degree
the wisdom of salvation, lives in the tongue of man, has reveals, that everlasting life is a gift to receive, with a heart that says amen, for in every rays of light that transcend in our hearts the spirit, lifted us to the most high
amen, verily the word amen, so dear that the angels of God, carry our soul to the Lord, who knows and feel the humble heart......... the Lord God.... Takes
poem by Antonio Liao
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Part of It All
i am only
a part
of creation
this body
i am in
i am only
a part of it
the rest
i really dont
know what's
going on
i am
you know
only part
of creation
if creation
would give
mouths
to the grass
every blade
in the field
would decry too
'we own only
part of each other'
the rest, only
heaven knows.'
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Fascist rebelliousness always occurs where fear of the truth turns a revolutionary emotion into illusions. In its pure form, fascism is the sum total of all irrational reactions of the average human character. To the narrow-minded sociologist who lacks the courage to recognize the enormous role played by the irrational in human history, the fascist race theory appears as nothing but an imperialistic interest or even a mere "prejudice." The violence and the ubiquity of these "race prejudices" show their origin from the irrational part of the human character. The race theory is not a creation of fascism. No: fascism is a creation of race hatred and its politically organized expression.
quote by Wilhelm Reich
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Strutting All Your Stuff On Main Street
On that avenue where your heartbreak is chased,
I follow you with wishes,
All your bitter kept feelings from you...
Fades away.
And I would see you,
Strutting all your stuff on Main Street.
I'd like to see you,
Strutting all your stuff on Main Street.
And with your head down like its been really tough,
Looking as if you're about to give life up...
But I wish,
You would 'dis' this to strut on Main Street.
Oh yes I miss you...
Strutting all your stuff on Main Street.
Just know I've done a boo-hoo too!
And that didn't do a thing to prove,
Anybody noticing would rescue...
Me from my grief to free it.
A public boo-hooing is not cool.
Since nobody will undo,
Your heartbreak that is felt.
Nobody else but..
Yourself to get over.
On that avenue where your heartbreak is chased,
I follow you with wishes to replace,
All those bitter feelings that you face...
To fade them away from your mind to stay,
And I'd see you...
Strutting all your stuff on Main Street.
Oh yes I miss you,
Strutting all your stuff on Main Street.
And I really want to see you,
Just strutting all your stuff on Main Street.
I'd like to see you,
Just strutting all your stuff.
With an attitude,
That you can't flaunt enough.
And doing that with a strutting that you do,
On Main Street.
I'd like to see you...
Strutting all your stuff on Main Street
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The British ballads became a new kind of form in their hand. And out of them came the blues, a new kind of song of commentary and satire, a song form which, after all, has become the main musical form of the whole human species.
quote by Alan Lomax
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Quit looking for your salvation from the emotionally stunted people
We forget that we are part of the very core of creation, thus we are an expression of creation. From time to time we incarnate into families that is into circumstances that shame us out of are core, of who we are, this starts from birth, such feelings begin in the womb from the circumstances that surround the mother. The way out of such feelings is in. Own your feelings, they are telling you that the environment that you were raised in was inadequate. Quit looking for your salvation from the emotionally stunted people of your past. Find it in people who are able and willing to own their projections, who are capable of really loving you, that is be with people who love you for you instead of trying to manipulate you into roles that validates their twisted and stunted sense of self.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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Joint 2 Joint
If u wanna we can kick it, baby, joint 2 joint
Chorus:
(sex me) - uh, yeah (safe), joint 2 joint
(sex me) - uh, yeah (safe), kick it, baby, joint 2 joint
(sex me) - uh, yeah (safe), joint 2 joint
(sex me) - uh, yeah
Before I melt the wax 2 quizzical
Let me just say that u are physically
The most toned one Ive ever seen
Ure making me proud 2 be a human be-i-ng (uh huh!)
And if were ever naked in the same machine
Im gonna lick it, baby, joint 2 joint
Chorus
So first I need a picture of your mother
2 verify the fact that theres not another
One in the universe so supreme
Damn, u got the rock 2 give a brotha cream (cream)
And if were ever naked in the same machine
Im gonna lick it, baby, joint 2 joint
(sex me) - uh, yeah (safe), joint 2 joint
(sex, sex, sex me) - if u wanna we can kick it, baby, joint 2 joint
(sex me) - oh yeah, I got some hot sauce, joint 2 joint (ha ha ha)
(sex me) - said kick it baby, joint 2 joint (right on, ha ha ha)
(sex me) - yeah (safe)
Come upstairs 2 my room
Joint 2 joint (I never sucked...) {x2}
I never sucked sour splints from a chew stick
Dont lick bics cuz fire sticks 2 flame (flame)
Get wicks 2 catch brothers who choose 2 let burns remain
Now I see all dicks, toms and harrys are not the same
Some dipped in my lower lip, sipped a supple poison (poison {x3})
Joint 2 joint (I never sucked...) {x4}
(come with me, 4 those who wanna change)
(but nothing comes 4 free)
Joint 2 joint, nothing comes 4 free
If u show your love, u can get with me
U can get with me, u can get with me
Joint 2 joint
Up the stairs 2 my lovely room
Stroke your face and ure under soon
Sittin in the corner in your underwear
Lettin me caress your nappy hair
Joint 2 joint, nothing comes 4 free
If u show your love, u can get with me
And if u light my candle, we can share the stone
Flames of desire, sweet gypsy moans
Sweet gypsy moans
Joint 2 joint {x3}
Joint 2 joint, nothing comes 4 free
Oh great, now u think ure my soulmate
U dont even know what kind of cereal I like
Wrong! capn crunch with soy milk
Cuz cows are 4 calves
Ud probably take me 4 half
U dont love me, ure a faker
U just want me 4 my acres
(na na, na na na na)
Joint 2 joint {x3}
Joint 2 joint, nothing comes 4 free (sex me)
If u show your love, u can get with me {repeat in a loop}
(na na, na na na na) (nothing comes 4 free)
If were ever naked in the same machine
Baby, we can kick it joint 2 joint
Where 2?
I..i dont know
An..anywhere, just drive
Its me
Im just drivin
Listen, I need 2 get with u
No, I mean 4, I mean 4 good
Im serious this time
Nah, thats all over now, u know it
I front sometimes, but u know, this is as quiet as its kept...
Listen, I just gotta get outta here, thats all
Let me call u back, alright?
Yeah, yeah, later
song performed by by Prince
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Our love
Our love is pure
Beyond our human horizon
And outside of time.
Our being becomes profound
And instantly expanded in the blissful infinite.
We begin to feel the deification of our souls
Because The Lord is infinite love.
We are a part of Him
Because we are His creation.
He is a part of us
Because the Holy Spirit is
A part of our mind and our spirit.
He gives us the gift of freedom.
We give Him our freedom.
It is the only way to complement Him.
We give Him our indelibly unique beliefs
And we extrapolate this awareness to our souls
We extrapolate our souls to the universe
And we extrapolate the universe to Him.
Our love becomes
A resurgence of self-esteem, a self-resurgence.
Copyright © ® Marieta Maglas. All rights reserved.
2010
poem by Marieta Maglas
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The world is not divine sport, it is divine destiny. There is divine meaning in the life of the world, of man, of human persons, of
you and of me. Creation happens to us, burns itself into us, recasts us in burning — we tremble and are faint, we submit. We take part in creation, meet the Creator, reach out to Him, helpers and companions.
quote by Martin Buber
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Sonnet: Undaunted is Man
By nature, man will tend to reach the stars!
He knows too well, he can’t grasp even one;
But that’s the way he will soon land in Mars;
All obstacles he’ll face another sun.
Most impossible things are always so;
The human spirit is adventurous,
Willing to hardships ever undergo;
The human heart is always courageous.
Nothing deters the determined person,
Ready to sacrifice his life of God;
His love for Nature is the main reason;
Despite all foibles, he will get reward.
The truth of life is there’s much Hope for Man,
The Hope that grew even when life began!
7-15-2002
poem by John Celes
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Did that soul reach you, God
Did that soul reach you, God
It was a soul occupying a human form
Which had all good qualities of a
Good human being
That human form chose not to
Get itself involved in the usually
Worldly living practices
By keeping itself off from the family web
And thus with no real need to make a living
But to live and be totally devoted
That human form was always in your praise
Devoting most of its time
In talking about you
In reading about you
And doing only such things
Related to you and your devotees
It was a human form
Which attempted in all possible ways
To make its audience
Feel the divine’s presence
And to enhance faith
In a long-standing spiritual tradition
It spent days and nights
In deciphering the scripts
And interpreting them
For the use of even less inclined group
There could be occasions
When this human form would have
Stirred feelings of some
With displeasing messages
But people know that
Such expressions are only
Unmasked intensions
But its care and affection
Are sincere and its well wishing
Would you take any far
It takes pride in its known people
Growing well
And marking scales in the society
The soul from such a human form
Departed a week back
All we heard from this human being
Is that
When the soul leaves a body
Which has been real devotee
Is well received by the angels in the heaven
Dressed well and decorated by them
Matching the looks of other heaven dwellers
All look alike including
The heavenly god form
And just reached soul after these face lifts
Is presented before God
Did that soul reach you
Did that soul reach you, God
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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