Imageless All Inclusive Void of Explanation...
Sorted categories:
qualities both
physical
spiritual
constitute
paradoxical
man
mono
element
locked in
labyrinth
of opposing
ambiguity
Floors
walls
ceilings
doors
everything
compressed
one small
engrained circle
focal red dot
assassin of self
The window
the head -
the point
between
the eyes
absolute
center
of perception
unshakeable
core of focus
twisting and turning
insides writhing
we remain
immovably
ourselves
rare curious patterns
interlocking figures
without gap
separation
all too self evident
amongst the crowd
Distinctions and contrasts
the ignorant self
could never live without
all adjacent components of
common enlightened
arrangement
Portals of eternal expansion...
children of the ageless light...
Mind enigmatic …
Experiences...
...beyond bounds of
conceivable expression...
...incomprehensible speculation...
existing as one in...
...the all inclusive void of
imageless explanation...
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Monobloc Poetry
man sits
on mono bloc
facing a woman
standing beside
a mono bloc
chair, man looks over
the window
woman leaves
mono bloc chair
solo mono bloc
on a monologue
monochromatic
point of view of
a mono bloc
chair overlooking
a window without
sun
night rain
fog and dog howl
mono bloc chair
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Why Am I Needing This?
I am not those dark days lived.
To perform an existing within shadows.
I am not,
One who sits comfortably...
Fixed to fears,
Of my own image appearing...
On walls that I visit forelorned.
I can not accept a misery imposed upon me.
I can not accept...
My own reflection hinting with signs of neglect.
I am the light that brightly shines...
On the other side of closed windows.
I am the light that brightly shines...
Beyond closed and locked doors,
My mind has been convinced...
I'm needing more to restrict my addictions.
I'm needing more of this...
To keep and explore!
'I am not those dark days lived',
I say.
'I am not that one existing,
Within the restriction of shadows.'
I am the light that brightly shines...
On the other side of closed windows.
I live beyond closed and locked doors!
And yet I am a victim,
Of my own self inflicting addictions.
Why am I needing this...
To keep adventured and explored?
'Why am I needing this?
Why from it I just can't quit? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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there are walls there are ceilings
there are wall here and there are ears who listen so well
and eyes who see too clearly
you,
there are ceilings too
there are limits to what you can do
there are floors
between
you
now the cup has overflowed the dams break out
a flood
will cover you, the floor meets the ceiling and you are sandwiched
like a witch,
see..how you crumple?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Time To Refocus
Many souls Satan will deceive, through a religion they believe,
Void of many Truths of God, taught through a deceptive nod,
And many who know and understand, for God, take no stand,
Enticed by men politically correct, even if they’re God’s Elect.
Since we’ll be with Christ forever, why can’t we stand together,
Opposing darkness, men portray, as being normal in our day?
For we, in Christ, know what’s right, guided by Truth and Light,
But, dark dulls the thinking of, many who are born from above.
Do some no longer fix their eyes, on the One above the skies?
The Lord’s only Eternal Son, Who made The Church Body one,
One unified Body on this earth, born in one Spirit, by new birth,
To serve Christ, in one accord, not following men but The Lord.
Men outside the Body of Christ, fill the Church with undue strife,
Not even mindful of our Savior, mock the ways of their Creator,
God’s Truth they may not believe, yet, their ways some receive,
Simply adding divisiveness, in a Body asserting righteousness.
We need to take a spiritual pause, to focus again on our cause,
Being for God the salt and light, in a world where wrong is right,
Guiding men to the Perfect Lamb; the only Savior of every man,
Opposing men’s dark behavior, as we point souls to our Savior.
(Copyright ©08/2010)
Behind closed doors they had what were legendary battles I hear but when the doors opened there was absolute unity. Not a crack could be found. No separation whatsoever. They were locked together for the good of the community.
quote by Maynard Jackson
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Mind Fed Rituals
When determined people,
Pray to God to have their way...
And God sends to them messengers,
To scream from bullhorns...
This is not going to happen.
Leave people like this.
Do not attempt to make bargains...
With the use of common sense.
Leave people like this.
These people only value,
The physical aspects of life.
People like this will make their mission,
To enlist others to value their point of view.
Even to select and depict those unknowing,
They have been chosen as culprits...
By someone who did not like,
How they were told...
To remove their rose colored glasses!
Leave people like this.
Do not attempt to make bargains...
With the use of common sense.
Leave people like this.
These people only value,
The physical aspects of life.
And the 'spiritual' side of it...
Is a routine of mind fed rituals,
Outdated by a lack indepth perception.
Leave people like this.
Do not attempt to make bargains...
With the use of common sense.
A common sense for many,
That has been diluted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Behind Locked And Closed Doors
The very same dudes,
Who had accused me of being less than manly...
Are turning up with bloodied noses.
From activities they wish to keep 'down low'.
You know...
Discreet and off the streets.
As if to keep their deeds secret.
Those doors swinging open from closed closets,
Are producing havoc for 'straight' relationships.
And I had at one time been on the sidelines watching.
But experiences as they are and have been experienced...
I can only wish those the best of luck,
Who know the difference between being monogamous...
And those who are straight up whores,
Behind locked and closed doors.
'What is going on today? '
I can't tell.
They keep moving out of my focus.
And I need to get stronger binoculars.
Here take a peek.
Tell me what you see.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Particle Wave Reality (Revised)
Solidity is perception of electric
biochemical signals, frequencies
received by physical senses, the
mind weaves these into realities
as beautiful illusions
Energy of consciousness creates
the Universe - projecting through
interference patterns of random
energy-waves
We and all that we perceive, are
manifesting the Consciousness
which created this Universe; we
are Consciousness that always
is, never gained or lost, only
changing form
We are Infinite Consciousness
held in receptacle particles that
began as endless possibilities
formed by patterns in wave-
interference-patterns
We apply conscious energy like a
shining light on holographic three-
dimensional images to fix particles
in time and space and thus create
our illusionary Universe
[Summary of article on the Internet:
http: //www.bibliotecapleyades.net/
ciencia/ciencia_ quantum09.htm]
[ORIGINAL]
Solid ity is the brain’s perception of
biochemical and electrical signal
frequencies received by our physical
senses – which the mind weaves
beautifully into illusions of reality
It is energy of consciousness which
creates The Universe, projecting
through interference patterns of
random energy-waves
We, and all we perceive, are the
manifestations of consciousness
which created this – our Universe;
we ARE in fact consciousness that
always is, is never gained or lost,
that only changes form
We’re part of Infinite Consciousness
while physical form is a receptacle,
particles which began as infinite
possibilities in wave-interference-patterns
When conscious energy is applied
like shining light on a three-dimensional
holographic image, the particles become
fixed in time and space to create the
illusion which we call The Universe
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Mankind is not a circle with a single center but an ellipse with two focal points of which facts are one and ideas the other.
quote by Victor Hugo
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Humble man I be, so in love
I am but a humble man, plain as is......
This thing called love makes me to be
...master crafts man to craft rare and precious jewels for your breast an’ear
...fighter to win the cup and belt golden to put on your mantle shelve
...guardian of the innocent, the wild, you- and yours as you walk-the-talk and sleep
...composer and poet articulating wondrous prose and rhymed lyric
...engineer, archtecht and builder to make us a plain, humble and warm home
...your doctor to heal and inspire you and take away your tears over all the eons
...naive and an innocent wondering at the paradoxical marvel of love
...love being so enigmatic for as I rejoice I weep
...finding peace and quite mind in my joissance
For in all this I realize how little I know and small I am and simple my love
For in all this I remain just a man, who love you dearly
Jefdouptajan2012
poem by Johan Fourie
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The Monotony Of A Vicious Circle
when you run in a circle
you arrive at nowhere
you pass by the same
lane over and over again
so to kill this monotony
you build your own set of
fences and walls with the
end that even if you pass
on the same lane over and
over again somehow the
walls may create the
illusion of a border the fence
an illusion of height so
that you may then claim
that you have hurdled an
obstruction passed a
hard test survived a
certain difficult trial
which you have
freely created yourself
you think you can
deceive the circle?
sorry but
this circle will always
remain as a circle even
if the walls reach the heavens
even if the fences shut you
away from the neighbors
who live on the same
lane with you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Out of space and time
When God is seemingly nowhere,
He is certainly deep within ourselves.
We search Him at that core of the core,
Out of space and time,
Where darkness and coldness cannot be
Delved into the past
We search ourselves in our wintry wretchedness.
Pure consciousness is God
In all things,
But only the human beings are conscious of
His presence,
Being with Him.
It's absolutely no way to explain why
This frozen unconsciousness of the clay
Can rise to an enlightened consciousness.
Sometimes we are sharp rocks,
Having the consciousness of a stone,
Which is so formless, inchoate and
Sometimes empty,
Waiting His flood in early spring
For washing our sinful being,
Waiting the light,
Which speeds without mass
In non-existing space and time
For lightening our inner soul of nature
And our existing sharp being,
That kind of light,
Which warms everything inside
Until we are awakened.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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A Sole Window
i have a sole window
it looks out into space
from a world of doors
and walls where the only
existing entity is the frozen
tear.
i have a window and it looks out
into space where there are no more meteors
and planets
where there are no more suns and moons
where there is only the newness of
what darkness feels
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It is curious that physical courage should be so common in the world and moral courage so rare.
quote by Mark Twain
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It is curious that physical courage should be so common in the world, and moral courage so rare.
quote by Mark Twain
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Focus
focus
focus on god
focus on freedom
focus on forgiveness
focus on sweet speech
focus on treasures
focus on humility
focus on commitment
focus on mind
focus on success
focus on health
focus on healthy transformation
focus on goodness
focus on laughter
focus on fun
focus on angel
focus on sweetness
focus on wealth
focus
poem by Johnny Walks
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Know His World
the center table is the sun
and the chairs around are his planets
the walls are the horizons
the floors are the abyss
his words on paper scattered stars
his dogs and cats his zodiac
his silence his void
doubts his ripples
in the sea of galaxy
where his soul
is immersed.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tears That Jesus Shed # 2
roaches run across the floors,
bars on windows, locked doors,
walls trembling with hungry fear.
tv's in a bare room,
gotta come down soon,
or go find the cure.
baby's crying hungry,
you aint got the money,
there's bruises on your face.
steal a car, rob a store,
got nothing left to live for,
disappear without a trace.
stamp the numbers on your head.
you're just one of the living dead.
one of the tears that Jesus shed....
one of the tears that Jesus shed!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Labyrinths Light
The Labyrinths Light
How beautiful the labyrinth.
Its center in clear view.
Reflecting light of soul in flight
Within the morning dew.
With no false starts
or broken hearts.
It takes you in its arms.
Lovingly it guides you,
enraptured by its charms.
The journey is our joy
The path it never ends.
The center of our universe
Within our spirit blends.
So follow the path of the labyrinth.
And find your heart at last.
For therein lies your future
In the wishes of your past.
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Slow Burn
Here shall we live in this terrible town
Where the price for our minds
Shall squeeze them tight like a fist
And the walls shall have eyes
And the doors shall have ears
But well dance in their dark
And theyll play with our lives
Like a slow burn
Leading us on and on and on
Like a slow burn
Turning us round and round and round hark who are we
So small in times such as these
Slow burn
Slow burn
Oh, these are the days
These are the strangest of all
These are the nights
These are the darkest to fall
But who knows?
Echoes in tenement halls
Who knows?
Though the years spare them all
Like a slow burn
Leading us on and on and on
Like a slow burn
Twirling us round and round
And upside down
Theres fear overhead
Theres fear overground
Slow burn
Slow burn
Like a slow burn
Leading us on and on and on
Like a slow burn
Turning us round and round and round and here are we
At the center of it all
Slow burn
Slow burn
Slow burn
song performed by by David Bowie
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