In its entirety, probably, it follows us at every instant; all that we have felt, thought and willed from our earliest infancy is there, leaning over the present which is about to join it, pressing against the portals of consciousness that would fain leave it outside.
quote by Henri Bergson
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It Call All End In An Instant
IT CAN ALL END IN AN INSTANT
It could all end in an instant-
From a direction we never thought of,
All that we have taken for granted
Can disappear,
And leave us in longing for small ordinary things
Which once meant next to nothing to us-
It can come from within ourselves,
Or from without-
At my age I have seen it happen to many-
One day they are walking around alright
And the next day they are never alright again-
I fear
It can all end in an instant
And there is no way to make certain it won't.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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One’s potentials
Intuition springs from super consciousness.
Sixth sense is the act of consciousness.
Libido is stored in sub consciousness.
They are dormant in unconsciousness.
All the three types of consciousness are
Present in one at variant degrees.
Accordingly, potentials differ
And influence a man’s personality.
16.12.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Reincarnation
Somewhere
I think of you
Somewhere
I remember you
You are with me like the wind
From a faraway land and I know it is you
The way you kiss me still makes me quiver
Wind-lips touching my cheeks my neck
Wind hands caressing my arms my hands my chest
Wind-body hushing pressing against my body today
There is a sense of longing about two
Past bodies,
Two past warm bodies pressing to
Past warmth and past time somewhere
Only that it is too hard to remember the details
Of that past love, past the season, only that it is hard
To remember why that love died untimely
Now we are here, I am in this present body of a writer
For some reason you read me in your present body of a reader
You are telling me that something in my poem catches
The eye of your soul and you begin to remember
This is him, this is him, he was there with me before
Your way of telling me without seeing me is a feeling too
We were there before we were together we just can’t remember the details.
Today you are the thought that touches me like the wind-mind
So gently, a thought comes to my brain, a feminine thought claiming
A right that was there before, and which today vehemently denies.
The present seals it with birth.
Locked.
Another death is needed to open it.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pressing On
Well Im pressing on
Yes, Im pressing on
Well Im pressing on
To the higher calling of my lord.
Many try to stop me, shake me up in my mind,
Say, prove to me that he is lord, show me a sign.
What kind of sign they need when it all come from within,
When whats lost has been found, whats to come has already been?
Well Im pressing on
Yes, Im pressing on
Well Im pressing on
To the higher calling of my lord.
Shake the dust off of your feet, dont look back.
Nothing now can hold you down, nothing that you lack.
Temptations not an easy thing, adam given the devil reign
Because he sinned I got no choice, it run in my vein.
Well Im pressing on
Yes, Im pressing on
Well Im pressing on
To the higher calling of my lord.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Changes
we do not pray for changes
they always come
and they disregard
those that do not welcome
their presence
when the texting came one day
the telegraphs and telegrams
have become so funny and
we all laugh about sheets of
paper travelling in air
who would have thought that
iron flies? that faces appear on
cellphones? that making love
can be as easily done
in cyberspace? so safe
and at no expense.
and who would have thought
that you will leave me?
i never thought of it and you
one day has become a mere
shadow without a body on my
favorite bed. And you laugh.
and who would have thought
that i, too, can easily forget you
like a text message deleted
in a very instant.
you also never thought about it.
we're even, and indeed life is fair.
changes are instant. and so are
wounds easily cured, and so are
hearts mended, and so are scars
made to disappear like an MMS.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When a Consciousness Begins to Lift
When a consciousness begins to lift...
To leave behind foolishness that exists.
There seems to be an acceptance of it.
As if one realizes,
A birth has been committed.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
A release of limitations,
Easily takes a shift.
No longer is one concerned,
About winning conflicts with enemies burned.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
It becomes easier to observe,
Those disturbed and their afflictions addicted.
Enjoyed and unrestricted.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
It is best to rest.
And let it accept the truth,
That comes with it.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
Expect a shock and some loneliness.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
Those experiencing this,
Are left to feel estranged!
Alienated,
From that...
Which one had thought,
Was sane!
When a consciousness begins to lift...
Enjoy it as a gift.
Unveiling an abundance of understanding.
Connecting a peace that can be reached.
With a wish to share and treat.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
From those taught they should live,
With lives accepted in self defeat!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thought
Thought, I love thought.
But not the juggling and twisting of already existent ideas
I despise that self-important game.
Thought is the welling up of unknown life into consciousness,
Thought is the testing of statements on the touchstone of consciousness,
Thought is gazing onto the face of life, and reading what can be read,
Thought is pondering over experience, and coming to conclusion.
Thought is not a trick, or an exercise, or a set of dodges,
Thought is a man in his wholeness, wholly attending.
poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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An object is not first imagined or thought about and then expected or willed, but in being actively expected it is imagined as future and in being willed it is thought.
quote by Samuel Alexander
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It just is nothing foreign to consciousness at all that could present itself to consciousness through the mediation of phenomena different from the liking itself; to like is intrinsically to be conscious.
quote by Edmund Husserl
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The whole drift of my education goes to persuade me that the world of our present consciousness is only one out of many worlds of consciousness that exist.
quote by William James
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A Carrier Song
I.
Since you have waned from us,
Fairest of women!
I am a darkened cage
Song cannot hymn in.
My songs have followed you,
Like birds the summer;
Ah! bring them back to me,
Swiftly, dear comer!
Seraphim,
Her to hymn,
Might leave their portals;
And at my feet learn
The harping of mortals!
II.
Where wings to rustle use,
But this poor tarrier -
Searching my spirit's eaves -
Find I for carrier.
Ah! bring them back to me
Swiftly, sweet comer!
Swift, swift, and bring with you
Song's Indian summer!
Seraphim,
Her to hymn,
Might leave their portals;
And at my feet learn
The harping of mortals!
III.
Whereso your angel is,
My angel goeth;
I am left guardianless,
Paradise knoweth!
I have no Heaven left
To weep my wrongs to;
Heaven, when you went from us;
Went with my songs too.
Seraphim,
Her to hymn,
Might leave their portals;
And at my feet learn
The harping of mortals!
IV.
I have no angels left
Now, Sweet, to pray to:
Where you have made your shrine
They are away to.
They have struck Heaven's tent,
And gone to cover you:
Whereso you keep your state
Heaven is pitched over you!
Seraphim,
Her to hymn,
Might leave their portals;
And at my feet learn
The harping of mortals!
V.
She that is Heaven's Queen
Her title borrows,
For that she pitiful
Beareth our sorrows.
So thou, Regina mi,
Spes infirmorum;
With all our grieving crowned
Mater dolorum!
Seraphim,
Her to hymn,
Might leave their portals;
And at my feet learn
The harping of mortals!
VI.
Yet, envious coveter
Of other's grieving!
This lonely longing yet
'Scapeth your reaving.
Cruel! to take from a
Sinner his Heaven!
Think you with contrite smiles
To be forgiven?
Seraphim,
Her to hymn,
Might leave their portals;
And at my feet learn
The harping of mortals!
VII.
Penitent! give me back
Angels, and Heaven;
Render your stolen self,
And be forgiven!
How frontier Heaven from you?
For my soul prays, Sweet,
Still to your face in Heaven,
Heaven in your face, Sweet!
Seraphim,
Her to hymn,
Might leave their portals;
And at my feet learn
The harping of mortals!
poem by Francis Thompson
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Join Together
When you here this sound a-comin,
Hear the drummers drumming,
I want you to join together with the band,
We dont move in any ticular direction,
And we dont make no collections,
I want you to join together with the band.
Do you really think I care,
What you read or what you wear,
I want you to join together with the band,
Theres a million ways to laugh,
And every ones a path,
Come on and join together with the band.
Everybody join together, I want you to join together,
Come on and join together with the band,
We need you to join together, come on and join together,
Come on and join together with the band.
You dont have to play,
You can follow or lead the way,
I want you to join together with the band,
We dont know where were going,
But the seasons right for knowing,
I want you to join together with the band.
Its the singer not the song,
That makes the music move along,
I want you to join together with the band,
This is the biggest band youll find,
Its as deep as it is wide,
Come on and join together with the band,
Hey hey hey hey hey hey, well everybody come on.
Come on and join, join together with the band,
We need you to join together, everybody come on,
Hey hey hey, join together with the band.
song performed by by Who
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I Am Consciousness
I am consciousness, existences and bliss.
Hold the light for everyone you do insist.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
bless the people you have on your list.
I am consciousness, existence bliss,
think a good thought to those that are missed.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
bless those you wouldn’t even kiss.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
heal relationships where anger exists.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
bless those you cherish.
Written By Christina Sunrise on February 4,2012
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Where The Sour Turns To Sweet
Were waiting for you
Come and join us now
We need you with us
Come and join us now
Look inside your mind
See the darkness is creeping out
I can see in the softness there
Where the sunshine is gliding in
Fill your mind with love
Find the world of future glory
You can meet yourself
Where the sour turns to sweet
Leave your ugly selfish shell
To melt in the glowing flames
Can you sense the change?
See your eyes, now listen
Were waiting for you
Come and join us now
We want you with us
Come and join us now
Paint your face all white
To show the peace inside
Drift away while the saffron burns
To the land where the rainbow ends
Can you sense the change?
See your eyes in focus
Were waiting for you
Come and join us now
We need you with us
Come and join us now
Were waiting for you
Come and join us now
We need you with us
Come and join us now
We want you with us
Come and join us now
We need you with us
Come and join us now
song performed by by Genesis
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Where Sour Turns Sweet
We're waiting for you
Come and join us now
We need you with us
Come and join us now
Look inside your mind
See the darkness creeping out
I can see the softness there
Where the sunshine is gliding in
Fill your mind with love
Find the world of future glory
You can meet yourself
Where the sour turns to sweet
Leave your ugly selfish shell
To melt in the glowing flames
Can you sense the change
See your eyes, now listen
We're waiting for you
Come and join us now
We want you with us
Come and join us now
Paint your face all white
To show the peace inside
Drift away while the saffron burns
To the land where the rainbow ends
Can you sense the change?
See your eyes in focus
We're waiting for you
Come and join us now
We need you with us
Come and join us now
We're waiting for you
Come and join us now
We need you with us
Come and join us now
We want you with us
Come and join us now
We need you with us
Come and join us now
song performed by by Genesis
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In the past, when I shot films about fishermen and hunters, I always had to admire their ability to perceive time in its entirety. The present was always temporary.
quote by Lennart Meri
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Holy Matrimony
The voice that breathed o'er Eden,
That earliest wedding day
The primal marriage blessing,
It hath not passed away.
Still in the pure espousal
Of Christian man and maid,
The holy Three are with us,
The threefold grace is said.
Be present, aweful Father,
To give away this bride,
As Eve thou gav'st to Adam
Out of his own pierced side:
Be present, Son of Mary,
To join their loving hands,
As thou didst bind two natures
In thine eternal bands!
Be present, holiest Spirit,
To bless them as they kneel,
As thou, for Christ the Bridegroom,
The heavenly Spouse dost seal!
O spread thy pure wing o'er them,
Let no ill power find place,
When onward to thine altar
Their hallowed path they trace,
To cast their crowns before thee
In perfect sacrifice,
Till to the home of gladness
With Christ's own Bride they rise. Amen
poem by John Keble
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Present Compressed By Past and Future!
Once I was so enchanted,
So attracted and absorbed,
Beauty of flower made me
talk to it
I asked what is secret,
of its enchanting smile!
'O, friend', the flower talked to me,
I live in present,
no compression,
by past and future,
No depression of past memories,
No anticipation unborn future,
Busy in my own present,
Living in this instant,
No fear of harm,
no ffeeling of warm,
you look me as whole,
But, I have universe in me as a whole,
The universe works on its own,
Only I am witness for fate of my own!
No compression no depression,
Not even any absessi,
Bees affect me with their nature,
Yet no affective complexes in me!
I am born for some purpose,
Only animal magnetism run through bees and me!
I not get flattered either by your words,
Nor I feel pride or fear,
when bees fly at me,
neither lured by the music of bee's wings,
nor getting frustrated
with irritating bees!
I am born for my purpose,
And may or may not I complete them
my ambition are nil, inhibitions may kill my spirit,
Desirefree and libidofree attitude may be secret of my smile '!
Stunned by flowers reply I felt ashamed,
Man is one who lives not in present,
Because memories of past,
Anticipation of future,
Mistakes of the past and aspirations,
Makes past and future seem infinite,
compress present into an instant,
May be negligible and infinitesimal!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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I Am Consciousness
I am consciousness, existences and bliss.
Hold the light for everyone you do insist.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
bless the people you have on your list.
I am consciousness, existence bliss,
think a good thought to those that are missed.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
bless those you wouldn’t even kiss.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
heal relationships where anger exists.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
bless those you cherish.
Written By Christina Sunrise on February 4,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Forgotten
Porous present is real
tomorrow unqualified illusion.
Live powerfully solidly
each God given day
else shade momentary
morrow may slip away.
Now reality in all entirety.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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