Moral Maxim
M ost
O rders
R ule for pure
A nd impure goals,
L ike impure or pure
M achiavellian
A ims; Which would be worthier?
X enophon's advice to leaders
I nspired Machiavelli's idea[l]s.
M ost orders rule for pure and impure goals.
poem by Diane Hine
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As to the pure all things are pure, even so to the impure all things are impure.
quote by Augustus Hare
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Good and evil-contemplation
To live is to die, to die is to live
Pure is impure and impure is pure
Good is evil while evil is good
Or is it?
In the hearts of men lie both good and evil
The two coexist...some become good others become evil
There is no good without evil,
As there is no evil without good...
(After the wisdom of a Japanese miko)
poem by Tork Souad Diana
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Purity 1
I love woman
I do sex
I drink alcohol
And I declare myself
An impure poet.
Purity?
What is it
And where
Tell me a pure thing.
Lovers do sex in a resort
Teachers are homo
They do sex with their boys
in hostel
Priests do sex
with their nuns
But ask people
Be pure, be pure
Cuz, God is pure.
Tell me
where is that woman
Who has never tasted a man
A man
Who has never licked
cave of a woman
A woman
Who has not gave birth
to anyone
A man
Who has not sown seeds
inside a woman.
poem by Devil Poet
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It is wise to apply the oil of refined politeness to the mechanisms of friendship.
Colette in The Pure and the Impure (1932)
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All emotions are pure which gather you and lift you up; that emotion is impure which seizes only one side of your being and so distorts you.
quote by Rainer Maria Rilke
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Liar (Reptile Demo)
she spread herself wide open to let the insects in
she leaves a trail of honey to show me where she's been
she has the blood of reptile just underneath her skin
seeds from a thousand others drip down from within
oh my beautiful liar
oh my precious whore
my disease my infection
i am so impure
give it
devils speak of the way in which she'll manifest
angels bleed from the tainted touch of my caress
need to contaminate to alleviate this loneliness
i now know the depths i reach are limitless
oh my beautiful liar
oh my precious whore
my disease my infection
i am so impure
oh
oh
oh my beautiful liar
oh my precious whore
my disease my infection
i am so impure
oh my beautiful liar
oh my precious whore
my disease my infection
i am so impure
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Sonnet: Let Human Love Be Pure
Let human love be truly from one’s heart!
Let human love be not admixed by lust;
Let human love be ‘one spousal’ from start;
Let human love be pure like diamond- dust!
Watch out for lust can play havoc in life,
Becoming creepy all the more with time;
And bring to families ruin and strife,
Preventing one from making life sublime.
Who wants a rotten apple for breakfast?
Who wants fungated-food for supper/ lunch?
Who wants a cup of poison drink for thirst?
Who wants a bitter chewing gum to munch?
Just as we expect others to be pure,
We can’t afford to be in life impure.
7-14-2001
poem by John Celes
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Two rivers Between Mankind Live!
The history of mankind,
Two rivers flow side by side,
In the name of God and beliefs,
One flows crystal clear,
colourless, faithless yet hopeful and printable knowledge,
Beyond all polluting Narrow thoughts,
flowing on precious ground of reasoning, embracing all creatures, everylife alike,
Flow of love purified by ever pure knowledge of Self!
Another is narrow river full of blood,
Smell of rotten corpse,
Dirty genocide thoughts
In the name caste creed,
thirst for power,
Hunger for comforts, wealth and fame,
All violence hidden under the bouquet of Love,
Under the name of merciful Lord,
Merciless killings,
Burning of huts and mansions,
destruction of heritage and cultures,
all this Not only in the name of God,
But also in the name of Love,
In the history of mankind,
Two rivers flow side by side,
One is pure and colourless,
Another is impure and red,
One can pollute the pure and make it red easily,
But the pure can't wash the red colour and wash the dirt of the other!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Obstinate love
I hate those who to you are inimical.
I love those who to you are supportive.
I befriend them who to you are helpful.
I please those who you take care of.
I am in love with you, which is pure.
I am in love with you not for any return.
I shall love you even if you fail to.
My love for you never dies.
My lust for you ever persists.
It is dismal for me, if ignored.
Loving is not a sin;
Rejecting it?
Selfish love is impure;
Selfless love?
Wrong forgiven,
It is one’s highness;
Good, if ignored?
Ponder.
24.07.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Gift of Lovers' Red Rose!
Lovers exchange red roses for Valentine's Day;
Why only Red Rose and Red Heart greeting cards?
Red is colour of blood vital for human survival!
Impure, used, blue blood turns pure red blood
By vital heart of body of flesh and bone in all!
Blood circulating all over in the body brings air
Fresh, pure and life supporting oxygen for man
Pumped and purified by heart ever till all life!
Red heart and rose denote vital heart, red blood
To keep this human body of flesh, bone and blood
Ever healthy, happy and hopeful of joy in all life!
Heart with Red Rose greets lovers with joy long
On Valentine's Day to celebrate love in life ever
Starting from Lovers' Day on all round the year!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XIII
A second warning, nor unheeded. Yet
The thought appealed to me as no strange thing,
Pure though I was, that love impure had set
Its seal on that fair woman in her Spring.
Her broken beauty did not mar her grace
In form or spirit. Nay, it rather moved.
It seemed a natural thing for that gay face
It should have known and suffered and been loved.
It kindled in me, too, to view it thus,
A mood of daring which was more than mine,
And made my shamefaced heart leap valorous,
And fired its courage to a zeal divine.
All this, in one short instant, as I gazed
Into her eyes, admiring, yet amazed.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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Reptile
She spread herself wide open to let the insects in
She leaves a trail of honey to show me where shes been
She has the blood of reptile just underneath her skin
Seeds from a thousand others drip down from within
Oh my beautiful liar
Oh my precious whore
My disease my infection
I am so impure
Devils speak of the ways in which shell manifest
Angels bleed from the tainted touch of my caress
Need to contaminate to alleviate this loneliness
I now know the depths I reach are limitless
Oh my beautiful liar
Oh my precious whore
My disease my infection
I am so impure
Production: flood and trent reznor
Mixing engineer: alan moulder
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Ever Pure Is Love!
Love is that great feeling,
no one can deny,
to love is thrilling,
to be loved is more pleasing,
living with heart ever loving,
only wisdom of self remain ever shining!
Every love is felt mortal in company of desires,
Just as immortal self felt mortal,
In company of mortal things,
river that flood during rain,
and drain in summer,
Surely dry some day,
But the river that keeps on flowing full,
Ever pure has origin in melting snow of icy mountains,
Love having origin in heart where snow heap of pure Love melts,
Never can dry,
Never be impure,
Unless polluted by human desires, selfish motives!
When body felt light,
filling more energy in wings,
wisdom gained by experience,
courage in heart make faith
strong,
Look for the Truth alone,
one can soar high, see deep into space to see the
Sun never sets,
the ever flowing river of life as
whole
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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When we are motivated by goals that have deep meaning, by dreams that need completion, by pure love that needs expressing, then we truly live.
quote by Greg Anderson
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Sonnet- Sin Is Sin Always
Nothing's a sin-with time all men may think,
And brush aside the guilt when they may err;
Yet, everything in life, you cannot drink;
All fragrant things is not frankincense, Myrrh.
May be, the world has changed by leaps and bounds;
The stress of recent years is great, truly;
To commit mortal sins, man has no grounds;
The conscience tells things so correctly.
No human heart can stone become with years;
No sin can change its definition with time;
Noise can't become music to deafened ears;
A Rhyme perfect will always be a Rhyme.
Can Heaven take all souls, both pure, impure?
A fall in standards, Earth too can't endure.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Sin is Sin Always
Nothing's a sin-with time all men may think,
And brush aside the guilt when they may err;
Yet, everything in life, you cannot drink;
All fragrant things are not frankincense, Myrrh.
May be, the world has changed by leaps and bounds;
The stress of recent years is great, truly;
To commit mortal sins, man has no grounds;
The conscience tells things so correctly.
No human heart can stone become with years;
No sin can change its definition with time;
Noise can't become music to deafened ears;
A Rhyme perfect will always be a Rhyme.
Can Heaven take all souls, both pure, impure?
A fall in standards, Earth too can't endure.
poem by John Celes
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B l u e s
no, it’s beyond words.
say a word your word
if you need,
death loss tears grief gone ever
it’s beyond all these
take them hold them
press them tear them
squeeze from them
the tears of things
tears at the heart of things
squeeze this pure pure liquid
from these from life itself
so pure it’s nameless
so pure it’s the being
of your being,
the truth of truth,
the beauty, of all the sadness
that ever,
so pure, so true
that never again;
so pure, it could be
joy or love or grace
wash in its purity
this is life
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Light Illuminating Answers?
cliché concepts
maintain all light sources
like all religions
are type different
yet all give the same light
I ask is this right?
do not all religions
have major minor prophets?
did all provide identical intensities
of light illuminating answers?
I have decades
pondered upon light
and light sources.
I concluded cliché concept
all are different
yet all give the same light
is a generalization flawed
fails applied acid tests
which light fuels are best?
I concluded different fuels
qualities of pure impure waxes
various liquid light sources
give different intensities
of light to illuminate rooms
illuminate spiritual seekers
especially philosophies
in source spiritual illuminations
differentiates souls
Buddha Christ Mahatma Gandhi
were pure flames pure souls
purified in life final experiences?
in comparison their completed
choice enlightened beautified lives
make most base material mortals
share contrast some life horror failings
similar to hate rage racist foul flames
of beast Hitler Himmler fallen dark souls
not all aspire to divine aspirations
pray with sincere heart souls
judgement offers soul scale measures?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Sonnet: The Soul Gets Impure Thus
Like how dust settles on a clean surface,
Like how the mirror loses silvering,
Like how hair grows on clean-shaven a face;
And impure gold is called gold-covering!
Like how the leaves fall on the swept foot-path,
Like how the paint with time becomes off hue;
Like how the skin gets dirty after bath;
Like how money corrupts the saintly few!
Like how fresh morning air gets polluted;
Like how the rain muddies the clear water;
Like how bad habits get strongly rooted;
With time, the mind that’s pure will soon falter.
For sinful thoughts invade the mind and soul,
And man forgets his God-given main role.
poem by John Celes
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If a man's heart be impure, all things will appear hostile to him.