Those who foresee the future and recognize it as tragic are often seized by a madness which forces them to commit the very acts which made it certain that what they dread shall happen.
quote by Rebecca West
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Everything, everything in war is barbaric... But the worst barbarity of war is that it forces men collectively to commit acts against which individually they would revolt with their whole being.
It is vital that Iraq and the United States together send the clearest possible signal that those who commit acts of violence against American military forces and American civilians will not be rewarded with amnesty.
quote by Ike Skelton
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Can We See The Future Today? [Part 1]
Many say it is fairly possible to foresee the future
Others say, probabilities can be computed
Some say, it is all a guessing game
Few say, why bother – what will be, will surely be
From time immemorial, human beings have
wondered what the future has in stock
Many have used various methods to peep into the future
Some of these methods include astrology, oneiromancy,
chiromancy, numerology, geomancy, crystal gazing,
tarot cards, clairvoyance, oracles, necromancy,
I ching, feng shui, rune casting and many more
All these methods are known by several people as
divination, fortune-telling, soothsaying and prophesy
Numerous people today are still using astrology to
predict, foresee and to forecast the future
Based on the time, place and day of birth, astrology can be
used to explore who we are, our potentials and our strengths
How accurate is astrology as a tool to foresee the future?
Some say, it depends on the astrologer
Oneiromancy is another method that has been used
to peep and foresee the future on this earth
Oneiromancy is the use of dreams to interpret the future
The future can sometimes be revealed in dreams
We all remember the dreams Jacob, Joseph, Daniel,
Paul and many more in the Bible
How precise are dreams to foresee the future?
The accuracy of dreams depends on individuals
Some have peeped into the future through chiromancy
otherwise called palmistry, which in simplistic terms – means
the reading of the lines on our right and left palms
The lines on our palms are said to contain secrets
about us from our cradle to our grave
How exact are palm-lines in revealing
our future hopes and potentials
This depends on the professionalism of the palm-reader
[ To Be Continued in Part 2]
poem by Julius Babarinsa
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Ceate a spirit
As you go through life you create a spirit, a force of attraction, as an adult a great deal of what you do in the process of individuation (and in therapy) is weed out the bad programming, the no longer useful attractor patterns of your past, while at the same time you expand on the attractor patterns that are beneficial for your expansion and for the emergence as well as the cultivation of latent forces in you, the more actively you engage in this, the more you make a path of least resistance for others, that is you positively influence others while you ad to the culture. The best results of this is that you give the children of your and future generations a better start, they go through life more free from outdated and destructive forces and more able to recognize as well as express the life affirming forces in themselves.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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Captivating Madness
It's a captivating madness,
Experienced by one and all!
Captivating with excitement,
Cotton candied and popcorn balled!
There is amusements in the atmosphere.
A circus that delights!
Thrills and chills to goosebump with squeals.
'Free Admission' is the call!
There's nothing left to keep a calm breath...
Not today on this rollercoasting ride!
And the ringmaster confesses,
Those who witness are being blessed.
Since this mess adventured,
Churns to a frenzy...
And must not be stalled.
It's a captivating madness,
Experienced by one and all!
Captivating with excitement,
Cotton candied and popcorn balled!
For anyone in doubt,
Of this craziness coming to an end...
Hold on tight and close your eyes,
There's more attractions
Being prepare...
That have yet to begin!
It's a captivating madness,
Experienced by one and all!
Captivating conscious minds...
With no hint to slow,
Even to a crawl.
Who believed these actions,
Would heal and someday mend!
Not this captivating madness,
We've been addicted to defend!
It's a captivating madness,
Complete with somersaults.
Backflips with closed lips are seen...
And some knocked out by what is viewed,
Are administered smelling salts!
It's a captivating madness...
Deplete of accepting fault!
And those who foresee the future say,
This madness feeds massive assaults.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The really unforgivable acts are committed by calm men in beautiful green silk rooms, who deal death wholesale, by the shipload, without lust, or anger, or desire, or any redeeming emotion to excuse
them but cold fear of some pretended future. But the crimes they hope to prevent in that future are imaginary. The ones they commit in the present — they are real.
quote by Lois McMaster Bujold
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Minor Action
Zero action is the minor rock,
The mines of a land are dangerous;
Then act too fast so that you empty me,
Made by the hands of god, the religion is final.
The acts of a man are like the rigid jokes
Of a robot, and they mutter like the future.
Mattering is for the patience of a generation
Who act in the ways of men and women who fight.
The zero action shall be met with binary disorder,
A hastening is to be expected and lunch is served.
May the forces of the knight of action be upon me.
poem by Naveed Akram
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A Poem Without a Single Bird in It
What can I say to you, darling,
When you ask me for help?
I do not even know the future
Or even what poetry
We are going to write.
Commit suicide. Go mad. Better people
Than either of us have tried it.
I loved you once but
I do not know the future.
I only know that I love strength in my friends
And greatness
And hate the way their bodies crack when they die
And are eaten by images.
The fun’s over. The picnic’s over.
Go mad. Commit suicide. There will be nothing left
After you die or go mad,
But the calmness of poetry.
poem by Jack Spicer
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Cant Happen Here
Contaminated fish and micro chips
Huge supertankers on arabian trips
Oily propaganda from the leaders lips
All about the future
Theres people over here, people over there
Everybodys looking for a little more air
Crossing all the borders just to take their share
Planning for the future
And were so abused, and were so confused
Its easy to believe that someones gonna light the fuse
Cant happen here, cant happen here
All that you fear theyre telling you, cant happen here
Supersonic planes for a holiday boom
Rio de janeiro in an afternoon
People out of work but theres people on the moon
Looking for the future
Concrete racktracks nationwide
Juggernauts carving up the countryside
Cars by the million on a one way ride
Using up the future
And were so abused, and were so confused
Its easy to believe that someones gonna light the fuse
Cant happen here, cant happen here
All that you fear theyre telling you, cant happen here
Satellites spying for the cia
The kgb and the men in grey
Wonder if Im gonna see another day
Somewhere in the future
We got everything we need for a peaceful time
Take what you want but you cant take mine
Everybodys living on the siegfried line
Worried bout the future
And were so abused, and were so confused
Its so easy to believe that someones gonna light it
Easy to believe someones gonna light the fuse
Cant happen here, cant happen here
All that you fear theyre telling you, cant happen here can it?
song performed by by Rainbow
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In The Middle Of Madness
(instrumental intro)
Dont you really love her, dont you really care
Youve been looking forever, how did she get you there
In the middle of madness, when all has gone
In the middle of madness, she walks, she breathes babylon
Isnt she so pretty, isnt she so fine
Havent you been blessed to hold her all the time
In the middle of madness, when all has gone
In the middle of madness, she walks, she breathes babylon
(cant figure out this part)
(instrumental)
Have you found a heaven, try to see the worth,
Looking at the future, shes right here on earth
In the middle of madness, when all has gone
In the middle of madness, she walks, she breathes babylon
In the middle of madness, when all has gone
In the middle of madness, she walks, she breathes babylon
(fade out)
song performed by by Ufo
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Future to Future
in the future moments will
come when one person says
to another, “That was great! ”
we never know what
the future holds in store
for us-in it’s infinite
wisdom-but surely you and I
know of it’s impending arrival
some believe the future
holds great times ahead,
some believe in a bleak
fate and still others believe
unborn moments hold
a catastrophic end
me, I like to think that
maybe, just maybe, it
will all happen at the same
instance-I mean some things
will be great, some bleak,
some beginnings and some endings
“great” things will only
happen in the future, because
of now, and that’s tough enough
to decipher-so I will plead, now,
and leave the future to the future
poem by Stan Pelfrey
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When my job was attempting to predict future economic developments for the Shell oil company, I was frequently reminded of an Arabic saying: 'Those who claim to foresee the future are lying, even if by chance they are later proved right.'
quote by Vince Cable
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Branded
Tragic is the self misplaced.
Tragic is a lost identity...
And no familiarity on anyone's face.
Tragic in denial
Sits the misfits feeling on trial
For lives lived reeking and stinking of bile.
Tragic for them,
Love is not recognized at all...
Nor suitable to start,
From a place within them that begins.
And this becomes tragic for those
Unlike them but comprehending,
These tragedies
May not always be self inflicted...
As they are branded!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Blind To Recognize
Too blind to recognize.
No one really knew,
Who they saw on a regular basis.
And this was not encouraged,
To be expected to accept.
Yet discussing other people,
Was what they did best.
Too blind to recognize.
Too blind to recognize.
Disrespecting was all they knew.
And this they did with a full effect.
No one knew who did what.
Or who had experiences to share,
That would provide benefits all would get.
So no one saw to see to receive opportunities,
They would meet but too blind to recognize.
Too blind to recognize,
Gifts given as a prize!
Gifts given they should pride.
Too blind to recognize,
Gifts given as a prize!
Gifts given they should pride.
Just too blind to recognize.
Just too blind to recognize.
Just too blind to recognize...
Gifts given as a prize!
Gifts given they should pride.
Too blind to recognize.
Just too blind to recognize.
Too blind to recognize.
Just too blind to recognize...
Gifts given as a prize!
Gifts given they should pride.
Too blind to recognize.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fear
Means you
are a slave
to thoughts,
of future dreads.
An apprehension,
a trepidation,
a feeling of dread,
a sword above your head.
No reason to fear,
do not tell your fortune,
the future is not here,
please do not to fear,
try not to be a seer.
But crimes are everyday,
tomorrow I could be
robbed, hijacked, raped,
of this I’m frightened.
It’s only thoughts,
that make you dread.
So leave the future,
you do not live there,
and you never will.
Life is now
So live right now,
and deal with
future moments,
as they come.
No need to agonize,
you’ll find you enjoy
a gift of peace
when you learn
to only live
in present time.
19-11-2008
poem by Bob Blackwell
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The Obvious
Wake me from this altered state
My future's looking brighter all the time
I'm stumbling and delirious
Something's changed since those teenage days
I'm growing into my own
I'm the talk of the town
Looking strange and I'll say it out loud
There's nothing left to hide
When duplicating the obvious
And it's nothing we decide
Like you, like me
Twist my words so they reed me wrong
The truth was neevr good enough for you
Is that the best you can do?
Talk me down look in my face
Look at you now, feeling like the clown
Next time you should think it over
There's nothing left to hide
Nothing left to hide
When duplicating the obvious
When duplicating the obvious
And it's nothing we decide
Liek you, like me
With no reason, you twist my words
'Cause you're helpless lost in a state of madness
In a state of madness
In a state of madness
Lost in a state of madness
In a state of madness
In a state of madness
Lost in a state of madness
In a state of madness
Lost in a state of madness
Lost in a state of madness
song performed by by Orgy
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If i die?
If i die will any1 miss me?
If i die will i be remembered?
If i die will they cry because im gone?
If i die will my best friend be there?
If i die will she care?
If i die would people change the way they think?
If i commit suicide will people judge the person that I was?
If i commit suicide will I get to see my sis because shes in heaven?
If i commit suicide will some1 blame themself?
If i commit suicide will my parents be embarresed to call me their son?
If i think of these things constantly should i commit suicide and take the easy way out or should i fight and pray to god for the best?
You Call It Madness
(con conrad, gladys dubois, russ columbo, paul gregory)
I can't forget the night i met you,
That's all i'm dreaming of.
Now you call it madness,
But i call it love.
You made a promise to be faithful
By all the stars above.
And now you call it madness,
But i call it love.
My heart is beating,
It keeps repeating for you constantly.
You're all i'm needing
And so i'm pleading,
Please come back to me.
You made a plaything out of romance,
What were you thinking of?
Now you call it madness,
But i call it love.
~interlude~
You made a plaything out of romance,
And what were you thinking of?
For now you call it madness,
But i call it love.
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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You Call It Madness (But I Call It Love)
I cant forget the night I met you,
Thats all Im dreaming of.
Now you call it madness,
But I call it love.
You made a promise to be faithful
By all the stars above.
And now you call it madness,
But I call it love.
My heart is beating,
It keeps repeating for you constantly.
Youre all Im needing
And so Im pleading,
Please come back to me.
You made a plaything out of romance,
What were you thinking of?
Now you call it madness,
But I call it love.
~interlude~
You made a plaything out of romance,
And what were you thinking of?
For now you call it madness,
But I call it love.
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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I See
Some few have the ability
to see what others cannot see.
Is it a blessing or a curse?
A process that they can’t reverse.
Some few but they are very few
are happy that they can preview.
Future events and be forewarned,
Although their prophecies are scorned
by those who are unwilling to
expand their narrow point of view.
Blithely ignore the evidence
which tends to support prescience.
When things foretold prove to be true
They cannot change their narrow view.
Perhaps afraid that what seers see
must happen: Inevitably.
But those who have the second sight
do not claim they are always right
The fleeting visions which they see.
They may interpret wrongfully.
Nor do they claim they can foresee
every eventuality
They know too well the scenes they see
may be long past or yet to be.
In due course most will decide
to keep quiet; try to hide
the fact that they sometimes see
the future intermittently.
If you have this ability
then you will surely understand.
You won’t see what you wish to see
it is not under your command.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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