A Quartet
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Famed pioneer of
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Alexander Pines
literarily known for
an engaging acronym.
LOFTY THOUGHTS
Pencilled crosshatching
parallel for strength and depth
fibre girded Art
the biomechanical
hydrostatic cylinder.
REALLY LOFTY THOUGHTS
Our measuring stick
four-dimensional spacetime
empirical rule
bluntly one-dimensional
yes-no, more-less, zero-one.
UNRELATED
A hatchling bonds with
a curious onlooker
duck and hound
recalcitrant chemistry
of contrary misplaced love.
poem by Diane Hine
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Painting does what we cannot do - it brings a three-dimensional world into a two-dimensional plane.
quote by Chuck Jones
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Over The Lofty Mountains
Wonder I must, what I once may see
Over the lofty mountains!
Eyes shall meet only snow, may be;
Standing here, each evergreen tree
Over the heights is yearning;--
Will it be long in learning?
Pinions strong bear the eagle away
Over the lofty mountains
Forth to the young and vigorous day;
There he exults in the swift, wild play,
Rests where his spirit orders,--
Sees all the wide world's borders.
Full-leaved the apple-tree wishes naught
Over the lofty mountains!
Spreading, when summer hither is brought,
Waiting till next time in its thought;
Many a bird it is swinging,
Knowing not what they are singing.
He who has longed for twenty years
Over the lofty mountains,
He who knows that he never nears,
Smaller feels with the lapsing years,
Heeds what the bird is singing
Cheerily to its swinging.
Garrulous bird, what will you here
Over the lofty mountains?
Surely your nest was there less drear,
Taller the trees, the outlook clear;--
Will you then only bring me
Longings, but naught to wing me?
Shall I then never, never go
Over the lofty mountains?
Shall to my thoughts this wall say,--No!
Stand with terror of ice and snow,
Barring the way unwended,
Coffin me when life is ended?
Out will I! Out!--Oh, so far, far, far,
Over the lofty mountains!
Here is this cramping, confining bar,
Baffling my thoughts, that so buoyant are;--
Lord! Let me try the scaling,
Suffer no final failing!
Sometime I know I shall rise and soar
Over the lofty mountains.
Hast Thou already ajar Thy door?--
Good is Thy home! Yet, Lord, I implore,
Hold not the gates asunder,--
Leave me my longing wonder!
poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
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Seem to be telling this, but really telling that. Three-dimensional writing, like three-dimensional chess. Nabokov was the other master of that. You could learn something from Nabokov on every page he ever wrote.
quote by Donald E. Westlake
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Two-dimensional dream
If you called me 'two-dimensional', I guess
I'd go away and think about it - is he
insulting me and if so, how?
Though in a sense, all of us here in cyberspace
are two dimensional, to each other?
There's one time, though, when two dimensions
would be a blessing: like today,
when the cutely photographed brochure
for IKEA, the flat-pack furniture giant,
thudded through the letterbox
with its cosy nordic world as fresh and clean and scented
as a newly-built sauna just fired up;
then the two-dimensional me
could simply slip like a well-trained bookmark
between page 24 - 'a welcoming family room'
and page 25 - 'a bathroom to relax in'
with a pine-scented sigh of relief
that I wouldn't have to drive ten miles,
queue out of sight of the parking-lot just to get in,
then after checking what was out of stock,
go home and try to put the bloody thing together
despite the missing bolt.
You'll find me there on page 25,
under the artfully arranged bubbles, relaxing
in my carefree, blond and nordic way,
smiling the smug smile
of the sterile two-dimensional.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Craddock’s Time Theory Age Relative
light years apart
in space time
continuum
youth three-dimensional
stretching into mathematical models
age a fourth dimension
spatial dimensions
our spacetime passing each other
is space and time in a single continuum
our shared Euclidean space
on this plane of existence
is but the trap of physical flesh
our atoms bound at every point
in three-dimensional Euclidean space
by flesh infused fixed points
determined by three coordinates
yet our thoughts are timeless
infinite bound by no scientific laws
they can flow spread be anywhere any time
in universe at instant thought speed
instant in arrival at multiple locations
they enter into realities past curved space
worn holes are for porous slow minds
higher dimensions bypass imagination
non-Euclidean geometry the cage play pen
Einstein’s general theory of relativity
a manifold universe of but three
dimensions of space one of time
denies all time existing simultaneously
within a God state span spun within eternity
supergalatic subatomic levels are but focused lenses
begging new observations into eye opening realities
unperceived ignored unknown awaiting perception orientation
before eureka moment God reloading reality matrix
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Karate Girl
I am the karate girl in town and,
I am seeking for your love;
For it is just a great joy to meet you and to know you.
I have been sleeping for four hundred years but now,
I am awake and to love you;
I am like the flying insects that walk on all fours,
And like two turtlrdoves and two young pigeons;
So stand straight on the doorway of love and,
Let me warm you up with my karate-movements.
I have a skin of milk to let you sleep all day,
And like the bull and the goat;
With the two-dimensional arrays of love to share,
For my act is all that you need tonight.
The source of my flow,
The nakedness of your law had exposed us!
And from the three-dimensional arrays of love,
But we are now like the sheep and the cow.
Twelve loaves of bread from the source of my milk,
And of the four-dimensional arrays of peace;
I asked for your name and you gave me your nakedness,
Because the highways were deserted as we walked along.
They've taken the spoil and the plunder,
We've taken our love and out emotions,
And like the sword without and the terror within!
But i am still the karate girl on the mission of love.
I am here to love you and,
I am filled with the spirit of wisdom to teach you;
For my trade is full of energy and of the movements,
But you will surely catch up to me on this love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Landscapes Of The Mind
Thoughts travelling across lanes of joy
Leave footprints of cheerfulness
Speaking to us in a quietness
We'd love forever to enjoy.
Thoughts journeying through avenues of wisdom
Remain modest, serene, kind
Telling us lofty stories of a kingdom
Through landscapes of the mind.
November,2010
poem by Maria C. Costa
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Lust Love and Infatuation
Just as any teen
on relationship matters I was so keen
flip-flopping the pages
there I was
Time to build my vocabulary,
I realized.
Bonds! people form bonds?
not the bonds of chemistry,
stronger than these it sounds
It last for years
if not lifetime
no other reaction can break it.
The aftermath of infatuation
(going by the dictionary,)
to Love its contrary
the hunky-parky is hell
Its more than a piercing blade.
The (pre-pain) is wonderful
Not my spherical dictionary
no the little figures can explain
superb, perfect, splendid, ...
Am sorry I cannot put it well.
It calls it infatuation
If you like it say lust
not enough? then use 'love'.
poem by Marbet Daniel
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On the other hand, we don't understand the theory too completely, and because of this fuzziness of spacetime, the very concept of spacetime and spacetime dimensions isn't precisely defined.
quote by Edward Witten
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I Am Tired Of Simple One- Dimensional Poems
I AM TIRED OF THE SIMPLE ONE- DIMENSIONAL POEMS
I am tired of the simple one- dimensional poems-
I want my irony back
And my contradictions and ambiguities-
I want the beauty back of a phrase which says more by itself
Than I initially intended it to have-
I want a way of writing which is a way of multiplying meanings
Not making them seem so simple singular and clear-
I want my Poetry back
But I fear I have lost it,
And it will in no way come back by itself soon.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Keep your feet on the ground and your thoughts at lofty heights.
quote by Peace Pilgrim
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Do You Have Any Thoughts About Me?
Do you have any thoughts about me?
And I want to know if the thoughts that you have about me
Are any good?
Do you mind sharing the thoughts about me?
What are the thoughts about me like?
Are the thoughts about me semtimental?
Are the thoughts about me very romantic?
Are the thoughts about me full of love?
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Evil Mind
Crawling through age with your anger and rage
Hiding away from your past
Here in this time we ain't living in crime
You can not ignore our rules
Don't try to challenge our God
Cause he's got the strength that no man possess
Don't be a pain in his ass abandon your evil thoughts
I am a man who is send to your land
To defeatyour mighty one
I will bring darkness with honour and pride
Please tell your Lord to hide
Don't try to challenge our God
Cause he's got the strength that no man possess
Don't be a pain in his ass abandon your evil thoughts
He have to fight I will challenge he's might
And soon I will rule this world
Don't be to sure our God will not fall
He will destroy your black force
Don't try to challenge our God
Cause he's got the strength that no man possess
Don't be a pain in his ass abandon your evil thoughts
song performed by by Zonata
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Sonnet XIII
IN that proud port, which her so goodly graceth,
whiles her faire face she reares vp to the skie:
and to the ground her eie lids low embaseth,
most goodly temperature ye may descry,
Myld humblesse mixt with awfull maiesty,
for looking on the earth whence she was borne:
her minde remembreth her mortalitie,
what so is fayrest shall to earth returne.
But that same lofty countenance seemes to scorne
base thing, & thinke how she to heauen may clime:
treading downe earth as lothsome and forlorne,
that hinders heauenly thoughts with drossy slime.
Yet lowly still vouchsafe to looke on me,
such lowlinesse shall make you lofty be.
poem by Edmund Spenser
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Hear The Music Of The Pines
Hear the music of the pines—
Murmuring through the climbing vines,
Sighing through the tree tops high,
Floating upward to the sky,
Then descending where I lie—
Hear the music of the pines!
What sweet thoughts the music brings,
What new gladness from it springs—
As reclining, in a dream,
Watch I, listless, a sunbeam
Dancing on the silvery stream—
What sweet thoughts the music brings!
Hear the music of the pines!
How it 'round my fancy twines—
While fragrances of flowers fill
All the pulses of my will
As I, lingering, linger still—
Hear the music of the pines!
poem by Timothy Thomas Fortune
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Alphabet of Love
You taught me the alphabet of love
And I learnt it with the ease
Of my mother tongue,
You told me
That cherished dreams
Some day come true,
And I remained awake
The whole night
To dream the dream.
You asked me
To think lofty
And since then,
I have been measuring
The length and breadth of the sky
And counting the stars of the Milky Way.
Spanish Moss
Let go darlin
I can feel the night wind call
Guess Id better go
I like you more than half as much
As I love your spanish moss
Spanish moss hangin down
Lofty as the southern love weve found
Spanish moss
Keeps on followin my thoughts around
Georgia pine and ripple wine
Memories of savannah summertime
Spanish moss
Wish you knew what I was sayin
So Im rollin north thinkin
Of the way things might have been
If she and I could have changed it all somehow
Spanish moss hangin down
Lofty as the sycamore youve found
Spanish moss
Keeps on followin my thoughts around
Georgia pine and ripple wine
Kisses mixed with moonshine and red clay
Spanish moss
Wish you knew what I was sayin
So Im rollin north thinkin
Of the way things might have been
If she and I could have changed it all somehow
Let go darlin
I can feel the night wind call
The devil take the cost
I like the way your kisses flow and I love your spanish moss
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Eat It All
Of life and war!
Of a mighty malak with a rainbow on his head;
Seal up those things for many to learn.
They were meant for the future,
They were meant for us to learn;
So take up my love and eat it all day long.
Of a reed like a measuring rod,
Of the two olive trees;
But do let your mind be at peace always.
Of a weed like a measuring rope,
I am the one for you;
Of a seed like a measuring hope,
I really know what you want on this love;
And it is all about the love that we share,
Like the sweet food of my love to you.
To eat the sweet fruit of my love,
Like the little book beside you;
Of the feed which is like a measuring harveat,
Of the deed which is like a measuring vision,
But to heed like a measuring mission on this love;
Eat it all to satisfy yourself because,
Love is all that we share now.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Chemistry 101
When I see your smile, my atoms ionise
Be my whole spiritual being, be my blessing in disguise
Be my 1s electron, my precious element and I’ll love you more
In good times & in bad, like the times of our father Niels Bohr
Take me to your most secret and serene places
Where the two of us will enjoy, the glance of all possible phases
Steal all my elements, and only leave for me the Carbon
For you are my one and original icon
Violate my thoughts inside, and mostly the inside chemistry
Or fill my empty orbitals with your love and mostly the void within my poetic mystery
Many tears I’ve cried, thoughts I’ve wondered and words scattered
Console me with your crystal symphonic voice, unified as the precious molecules cluttered
Be the back bone of my chemistry divine, and mostly my mentor and true friend
So that like chainless units, our love will flourish like polymer ends
Within these thousand years, come into my life and solely dwell
Like the chemistry of my gentle age, be the magic of me with no spell
poem by Sicelo Sithole
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Civilization Purpose Secrets
massive complex
inter-dimensional
works of art
civilization
composite layers
superimposed
complexities
civilization
strata shifts
origins not readings
theory civilizations
products transitions
origins thoughts
desires quests
comings of ages
hunter gather
stone ages
metal worker
agrarian societies
empire expansions
industrial revolutions
ideas as thought keys
imagination solutions
knowledge time quests
thoughts fathers to deeds
knowledge transformation seeds
civilizations society believes
minds power creations
minds fuel transformations
minds manifest changes
poem by Terence George Craddock
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