When an opinion is true, it may be extinguished once, twice, or many times, but in the course of ages there will generally be found persons to rediscover it, until some one of its reappearances falls on a time when from favourable circumstances it escapes persecution until it has made such head as to withstand all subsequent attempts to suppress it.
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Ch 03 On The Excellence Of Contentment Story 12
One of the ullemma had many eaters to provide for and only a slender income. This fact he communicated to a great man of whose character he entertained a very favourable opinion but his expectations were disappointed because the man made a wry face and averred that according to his opinion applications from respectable persons for aid are unbecoming.
With a face made sad by misfortune, to a dear friend
Do not go because thou wilt embitter his life also.
For the needful for which thou appliest, go with a fresh and smiling face.
The man of joyful countenance will not be unsuccessful in his affairs.
It is related that the great man augmented his stipend a little but considerably diminished his familiarity towards him and when he perceived after some days that it was not as usual, he recited:
‘Evil is the food which the time of degradation acquires.
The kettle is indeed placed but the dignity is lowered.’
He increased my bread but diminished my honour.
Poverty is better than the degradation of asking.
And in times and places where there was not much persecution, people could become and continue Christians who neither were nor professed to be very devoted persons.
quote by Robert Rainy
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I have generally found that persons who had studied painting least were the best judges of it.
quote by William Hogarth
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The aim of art, the aim of a life can only be to increase the sum of freedom and responsibility to be found in every man and in the world. It cannot, under any circumstances, be to reduce or suppress that freedom, even temporarily. No great work has ever been based on hatred and contempt. On the contrary, there is not a single true work of art that has not in the end added to the inner freedom of each person who has known and loved it.
quote by Albert Camus
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Redundancies
the contract is null and void
it was part and parcel of the fraud
involving Cash money
laundered in Hot heat
such is a Dark black night
Frozen ice still hangs on the trees
True fact it is
with a muddled Past history
Free gift from his lover
taken from a Safe haven
the Time period
must also have
Basic fundamentals
it is my Considered opinion
that the End result
even though of Different kinds
involving as it is with Individual persons
and their Personal opinion
leaning onTrue facts
are as Equally as good
as ours Combined into one
and then by Consensus of opinion
and Lapse in time
let me think that First and foremost
everything shall be Full and complete
at last we have come to
the final end
Stupid idiot
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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True Friend
We have some good times together
We also have some tough times
But true friend has always been there
Even when times got rough
Some friends come and go
And some always remain
No matter if we change
Or if we stay the same
A true friend will always be there for me
No matter what the circumstances are
And you always done that
No matter what I have faced
Please always know that
Whatever comes your way
I will be a true friend for you
Until the end of time.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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How many times has God died for me?
HOW MANY TIMES HAS GOD DIED FOR ME?
How many times has God died for me?
Yes, he’s died
And time and time again
As I’ve written in my book
How many times has God died for me?
How many times has God died for me?
A useful if cryptic phrase
Nietzsche coined in the 19th century
“When Zarathustra was alone, however,
he said to his heart:
'Could it be possible!
This old saint in the forest
hath not yet heard of it,
that God is dead! '
How many times has God died for me?
Each time I’ve had a paradigm shift
In my theological perspective
The God I had died and was replaced
Not by no God but a new God
How many times has God died for me?
A new God but still my God
The product of my heart and my head
A bit less Trinitarian
A bit closer to my own self
How many times has God died for me?
Now he’s not up there nor out there
But in there, a personal creation
Adaptable and changing with circumstances
According to my living, according to my reading.
How many times has God died for me?
I have no room for a God who is exclusive
I have no room for a God who is dogmatic
I have no room for a God, who is sexist,
Racist, anti-gay and British.
How many times has God died for me?
Yes God, my God, needed to die
And be reborn, reinvented
In a more user-friendly package.
So to make God more like me is to make God more PC!
How many times has God died for me?
Till God has become indistinguishable from me
God close to me, God in me
An undying God-sense
A God made to fit every circumstance
A God made to fit every mood
That God will never die for me
Even when I die I pray he will accompany me
The undying God
Who never died on Calvary
Who never died with Nietzsche.
©2009
James Hart
poem by James Hart
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The measure of a society is found in how they treat their weakest and most helpless citizens. As Americans, we are blessed with circumstances that protect our human rights and our religious freedom, but for many people around the world, deprivation and persecution have become a way of life.
quote by Jimmy Carter
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Persecution is the first law of society because it is always easier to suppress criticism than to meet it.
quote by Howard Mumford Jones
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The Sty In Your Eye
Look into your eye, do you see that sty
As I have seen it many times before
Though you said it was not there,
But in your mirror you still stare,
So once again that sty you ignore.
When you are walking, and of course talking
About every person in your life
Tell me do you ever see it,
And from the discomfort do you feel it
That sty that’s in your eye.
What do you see, and what do you believe
When someone has it worse that you
Do you point out their imperfection
And say that they need a correction
Tell me what do you think and do.
You always judge, and hold onto a grudge
And live it with unhappiness and a lie
As though your not happy with your life
So you ridicule others with strife
So you forget about the sty thats in your eye.
You falsely accuse, and you use and abuse
With a glimmer and a joke and a smile
You point out another persons fault
And that persecution from you will not halt
As you do it with anger and hate and vile.
You've seen the mistakes, that others makes
And you'll remember them till the day you die
But until the moment from life you leave
Other persons failings you will always see
Wished you could see the sty in your own eye.
poem by Randy McClave
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After all mother
She is after all mother
No one can compete with her
You can take shelter at any time
She is available at your care anytime
You or old pass through same trauma
Tears flow freely without staging any drama
It is how mother is well associated with our life
Even though it is difficult for her to save from edge of knife
Someone asked me an opinion about mother
I knew he was perturbed and subjected to bother
Each blessed soul will speak highly about holly figure
He or she might not have come to such bright future
So many articles, books are written in this subject
No sensible person can speak badly or object
You can curse the situation in which you are in
But certainly not the circumstances you have lost or made win
Mother remains same for us in all the ages
She has to perform for us in all the stages
As teens or young she occupies very special position
She has enormous influence to shape or make composition
She is symbol of great strength and towering influence
Each opinion and say counts for future course at once
Person can be considered lucky if he has powerful shield
He may be taken rightly on the path and of course powerfully held
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Wisdom Of The Ages
(words & music by giant - baum - kaye)
Listen, to the wisdom of the ages
Listen, to the words of many sages
Live each day, as if it were your last
Its written in the stars, your destiny is cast
And that hourglass, runs too fast no doubt
For the sands of time are running out
Listen, to the wisdom of the ages
These words, can be found in historys pages
Live each day, for happiness cant wait
And love while you may, but heed the hand of fate
If the finger points, its too late no doubt
For the sands of time, are running out
But the man who turns, and escapes somehow
Is the wisest of men
And to such a man, Id bow
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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On The Second Night
i like the
wall
of separation
within it
is the silence
that i could
have written
since
i cannot
speak it
i tried
many times to reduce
the color
of silence
into something
like
black here and
white
over there
i want to capture
it in
some letters
like bars
and rectangles
formed
by my hands
i have never
done so
well
i am not good at
capturing
the perfect moment
it escapes
always it escapes
always
it escapes
because it is
free
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In the greatest darkness
I look at the sky
and in the greatest darkness
see the brightest stars appear.
In life at the time of calamity
its greatest heroes rise
to point without uncertainty
the true way to go.
At times of persecution
more people turn to God,
than times was everything
goes well.
In times of destruction
and where people are travailed,
something in the human spirit
rise above inhumanity.
In the depth of night
the sweetest words are written
and from the cold dark earth
seeds come to life.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Cascades: Im Not Your Lover
You know Im not
Your lover now
It might as well be said
And then you say
Youre leaving
Or maybe Im just
Hanging on a thread
When I gave you everything
It didnt seem that much
You gave me your opinion
With the usual
Heavy handed touch
What can I do
About the rain that falls on you
Im not your lover now
Im not your lover now
What can I do
About the rain that falls on you
Im not your lover now
Im not your lover now
My head is spinning endlessly
My sense wont react
Then Im falling through a black hole
Part of me is never coming back
How you can lose a thing
You never really had
And you always hurt the one you love
And you just love to hurt me bad
What can I do
About the rain that falls on you
Im not your lover now
Im not your lover now
What can I do
About the sky that falls on you
Im not your lover
You really must be going now
By god, is that the time?
Let me put you out
Of my misery
They call it being cruel
To be kind
I only insult my friends
My friend
The rest can go to hell
You can read it
Anyway you want
Oh well, youre not so bad yourself
What can I do
About the rain that falls on you
Im not your lover now
Im not your lover now
song performed by by Deep Purple
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I would like to spare the time and effort of hack reviewers and, generally, persons who move their lips when reading.
quote by Vladimir Nabokov
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Treasure for joy
Need two persons,
Mummy and daddy,
the result is me;
Need two persons,
My grandparents,
to take care of me;
Need two persons,
Child specialist and family physician,
to look after my health;
Need two persons,
My loving teachers,
to teach me manners;
Need two persons,
My sincere friends,
for play and pastime;
Time has come,
A good job has come,
A happy companion has come;
A beautiful wife to share my life,
We have two children, a girl and boy,
They are our treasure for joy.
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Wild fire in your eyes
The wild flame of your lovely green eyes
has still not been extinguished, my love,
has still not been extinguished!
In nights without stars, they glisten as two Venuses
in the immensity of the night, lighting my destiny.
Although, with the implacable passing of time,
the brightness of the fire of your lovely green eyes
became tinged with sadness, and the wild thing became fondness,
they still smile with sweetness every time they meet with mine.
My love, the wild fire of your pretty green eyes
still warms my heartbroken being in cold mornings,
when the morning nostalgia rides hopelessly,
looking for restless souls like mine.
My love, the wild fire of your beautiful green eyes,
a long time ago they found, by chance,
the hidden fire of my sad, sad eyes,
and they melted it in love fire for an eternity.
The wild fire of your lovely green eyes
has still not been extinguished, my love,
has still not been extinguished!
poem by Enrique Alberto Hurtado Minotta
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A proof of really great art is that it is generally true - it seldom falls into the misapprehensions to which minor art is liable.
quote by Lafcadio Hearn
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Persecution produced its natural effect on them. It found them a sect; it made them a faction.
quote by Thomas Babington
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