Intended For Humanity
That which has been made to believe...
And that which is a 'divine' perception given,
And received.
May conflict.
And restrictions are enforced.
To endorse a conformity.
What is intended for humanity...
Has been based upon interpretation.
Mostly by those who have chosen,
A direction to impose.
And which beliefs would be condoned.
The Earth we inhabit,
Has always been a sphere...
Allowing life to breed and leech upon it!
Before explorers discovered this fact,
This world had one time been considered flat.
Did earlier civilizations like the Eygptians know that?
And where did their knowledge come from?
Many thousands of years...
Prior to religious zealots decided to adopt fears,
To entice and develop separatism and division!
Decisions were made with 'supernatural' precision.
And yet...
Humanity continues a quest to comprehend it all,
Beyond our current 'fenced in' limitations!
With a certain 'breakthrough' that comes...
To enlighten and heighten our selective consciousness.
Note:
'Zealot' as interpretated by the Merriam Webster's
Collegiate Dictionary-Tenth Edition
Zealot: (1537) A member of a 'fanatical' sect arising
in Judea during the first century A.D. and militantly
opposing the Roman domination of Palestine.
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Webster's American Spellings
One spelling was English established.
Webster's Dictionary spells it incorrect?
Noah Webster in the early 19th century...
busily composed comprehensive dictionaries.
Numerous unrelated dictionaries added
Webster's name to share prestige established.
Oh bother Webster's first dictionary
‘A Compendious Dictionary of the English Language'
aired first appeared in 1806 was hexed?
With American spellings it was freely littered?
Spelling honor not honour center not centre.
Webster's program not programme spread what?
Two decades of his spelling confusions expanded?
An ‘American Dictionary of the English Language'
in 1828 lead in 1841 to his edition revised expanded?
In two volumes a 2nd Edition ‘Corrected Enlarged'?
Webster's vocabulary 1st edition with corrections
improvements plus five thousand additional words?
But acid test Webster's endeavors were poorly received?
Specific criticisms typographic unattractiveness included?
Webster's type face was bad choice too small hard to read?
Why write non-use of capital letters only 'God' capitalized?
Why because goal was to save space to fit in obscure words?
Why dictionary excessive use of citations which offended?
Why decision deliberate
misspellings as legitimate
sanctified word variants?
Culturally conservative Federalists
intensely detested Webster innovations
Webster Dictionary denounced?
Webster's Dictionary
too radical complaint
bordering on vulgar?
Webster's fierce foes
Jefferson Madison
Republicans attacked?
Labeled Webster mad
for writing Compendious
Dictionary 1806 published?
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Keeping Identified One's Own Insecurities
Those who preach their racist ideals,
Isolate themselves within a biasness...
To inflict restrictions and discomfort.
Keeping identified one's own insecurities,
Does not an expansive mind make.
Or invite inspired enlightened solutions.
A limited consciousness is exposed.
And creates its own defeating challenges.
With proposed enforced limitations.
Weapons made and sold to incite division,
Eventually has its own consequences.
With a convincing to choose power over thought.
There is a need to agonize others into fear.
While a self destruction,
Is noticed.
And appears!
Too late...
For a successful awakening that could heal.
'You talking 'bout White or Black folks?
Or both? '
This is about the destruction of humanity!
Whomever is declaring to be qualified.
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Huffing and Puffing and Hoofing Up Dirt
Do you recall anything I said at all?
About feeling the need to stretch...
And not fenced in or stalled?
Exploring outside of a box that's watched.
That is the life for me!
I've considered the limitations of others...
But why should I stop,
To observe their treadmill deeds?
There is so much abundance displayed,
On this God's sphere called Earth.
Do you think I'm going to spend time corralled,
Huffing and puffing and hoofing up dirt?
I don't think so!
But don't fault me if I decide to come back,
Appearing to be laid-back in my tracks!
This is still my home and I've learned how to roam...
But the moaning and groaning you all have condoned,
Is not for me my destiny!
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Language is not an abstract construction of the learned, or of dictionary makers, but is something arising out of the work, needs, ties, joys, affections, tastes, of long generations of humanity, and has its bases broad and low, close to the ground.
quote by Noah Webster
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It Has Been Earned
What more can be believed,
When only one belief is given.
One can be set free...
When truth is not a perception of life.
But received as an acknowledgement of it.
And that is not a perception...
To be defined by someone's acceptance,
Or rejection of a presence full of light!
One's awakening to the 'self'
Provides all truth defined!
And a peace of mind like that discovered and found,
Is not a debate subjected to confusion or mental conflict.
Awaiting one to be attached and baited.
Scraped over hot coals to be heated.
To fulfill a use...
Until that has been done to deplete.
In a despair that mistreats with deception.
It has been earned!
That peace of mind that comes one finds.
Burning with desire,
That rises one from an entangled mire.
Freed and cleared of such divisions.
Uncompromised by doubt!
One should not invite confusion of any kind.
Not in these times when that is readily available.
Beseech and reach for a higher consciousness,
That pleases.
Share it...
And release someone,
Who feels trapped and shackled...
Attracted to a designed bondage.
Enforced by practiced limitations known!
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Objective knowledge, the idea of unity included, belongs to objective consciousness. The forms which express this knowledge when perceived by subjective consciousness are inevitably distorted and, instead of truth, they create more and more delusions. With objective consciousness it is possible to see and feel the unity of everything. But for subjective consciousness the world is split up into millions of separate and unconnected phenomena. Attempts to connect these phenomena into some sort of system in a scientific or philosophical way lead to nothing because man cannot reconstruct the idea of the whole starting from separate facts and they cannot divine the principles of the division of the whole without knowing the laws upon which this division is based.
quote by G.I. Gurdjieff
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Earth Is Not A Commodity To Waste
It is sad to see,
All of humanity being destroyed by greed.
It feels hopeless to witness,
Nature making attempts to convince Earth's inhabitants...
Without them protecting it with concern,
All life as it is known...
Will be eliminated with this one lesson to be learned:
~Ungrateful and foolish are those in conflict who believe,
They can live here on Earth to choose destruction as they please.
And still live to receive benefit.
By the fostering to maintain their sustained ignorance of it.~
Earth is not a commodity to waste as if it is easy to amputate,
What is disliked by the few who ignite division.
A thinking and feeling Earth could care less,
Who amongst those leeching to feed upon it...
Profess to be better than the rest.
It is here to endear and provide for all of its creations
And if it decides all life should end...
So be it of its own making with a choice to do to accomplish.
And yes...
Those with kept and divisive religious beliefs,
Will have nothing to do with Earth's decision.
No faked praise is going to save lives.
Earth can be a 'mother' in these situations.
With a strictness descending upon those given.
~You better recognize! ~
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Knowledge Interpretation Flames
judgment discernment eyes world cosmos changing
mimesis Ancient Greek soul through worlds hurling
mimesis art’s imitation of life nature centuries enduring
independent intellectual pursuits time critique overlapping
analysis meaning human texts symbolic expressions flowing
knowledge interpretation flames bright insight understanding
contrast form self-reflective knowledge involving understanding
implicitly explicitly interpretation texts defined knowledge perceiving
theoretical explanation to reduce entrapment in systems mind dominating
domination dependence obeying emancipatory interest perception expanding
focused interpretation explanation not social transformation dominating
knowledge liberation scope of autonomy scope of domination reducing
espoused general theory of values either society affirming or criticizing
literature humanities plus minus a normative dimension perceiving
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Betrayal of Humanity
One must be cautiously aware,
Of comments made...
In places infested with those who manifest,
A betrayal of humanity.
The people there are not easily identified.
Some use religious beliefs...
To deceive others to confide.
As pools of sincerity drenches their eyes.
One must be cautiously aware,
Of comments made...
In places infested with those who manifest,
A betrayal of humanity.
It is as if they plot against,
Those who express empathy.
And come to another's defense.
This they suspect as a leakage of weakness.
And they perceive a caring done,
From someone willing to expose...
Their heartfelt feelings.
And a campaign begins to ensure they are demeaned.
One must be cautiously aware,
Of comments made...
In places infested with those who manifest,
A betrayal of humanity.
The people there are not easily identified.
Some use religious beliefs...
To deceive others to confide.
As pools of sincerity drenches their eyes.
And a campaign begins to ensure they are demeaned.
Wizards of deception are trained.
And will do their best to protect delusions.
While attacks upon them,
Will be viciously claimed.
And a campaign begins to ensure they defame.
One must be cautiously aware,
Of comments made...
In places infested with those who manifest,
A betrayal of humanity.
These pests are all over the place.
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An End to Divisiveness
An end to divisiveness...
And politics based on fear,
Is closing in.
This idealogy embraced for generations...
Has an opporitunity,
To finally disappear.
Those raised on us,
Versus 'they' and 'them' strategies...
To conquer and win.
Are witnessing those lapses of gaps,
Being bridged to seal...
A humanity fed on conflict.
A humanity fed on superiority motives...
Based on one's color of skin,
Coming to an end.
People sliced into diced pieces,
Now can fight to chase fears.
Sending that and other nonsense conflicts...
On a flight to forever vanish.
Sending it away to disappear.
If minds are allowed to awaken...
To remove the clouds from eyes,
To have their visions cleared.
Inspite those who will for purposes continue...
A desperate need,
To keep things falling apart.
To feed the delicious taste...
Of an evilness they've been fed to breed.
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This Earth Belongs to All Humanity
An escalation of hate,
Does not a peaceful existence make.
Agitated by deceit and greed.
And those who believe,
They can enforce conflict...
With restrictions that succeed.
This illness that heightens,
Within those who feel they can impose their rights...
Will bleed a prolonged defeat.
And all will see.
No peace or rest will come to them at night.
This Earth belongs to all humanity!
Not for the few,
Who wish to do as they please!
And very foolish are they,
Who proceed with these misdeeds.
Restless are those with souls like these.
Restless will they be for all eternity!
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Much Greater Than That
It's much greater than that!
Greater than the limitations of one's skin color...
Or political affiliation,
One keeps attached and boasted.
This change that comes affects everyone on Earth.
Pretentions flaunted will haunt the undaunted mindless.
These times on the threshold are beyond religious beliefs.
And those who find no relief from them,
Will welcome tremendous grief.
A shocking comes to stop division!
And no one will be spared the teachings to be taught!
There will be no decisions to contemplate...
What awaits to affect and change!
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More Obvious and Demean
Who decided how we 'should' live,
Is deserved?
And the way we live...
In the pursuit of less conflict,
Is insignificant?
What few with 'pull' and 'balls'
With injurious intentions for all...
Collected to connect,
To upset
With disturbing peacelessness?
More obvious and demean.
More of this rise in hatred seen.
And...
More of a correctness comes to intervene.
It is yet seen,
But comes.
And for those who see it coming closer,
It shows.
Who decided how we should live?
In prefabricated fears to defend with deceit?
The greedy?
Of selfishness needs to fill whims,
To discard on the fields of disrespect!
Like their own children,
They feed lust, filth and cheating...
As a way in life to succeed.
With a harboring jealously that hides,
Internal insecurities.
Now..
They make attempts,
Trying to convince...
With restrictions of physical borders,
Constructed and fenced.
And...
These are those of them,
Who steal and claim power with such recklessness?
With an accepted seductiveness for desires to inspire,
Chaos!
And believe by confessing it,
Gains them a visit from the Pope?
And he comes...
Provoked!
And he told them.
All was well...
Until the few of incompetance,
Decided to whip up tricks to depict
Leadership to lead us into unending battles!
To instill,
Their version...
Of a living hell.
And doing it just for their own demonic ways to thrill.
Themselves.
And now with new inventions to restrict.
Any noncomformist ideas to circumvent...
To avoid with common sense,
What is being done.
They prepare...
Choices they announce:
'Either run away further into doubt?
Or stand to make a call for change!
If you dare.
And if you do it will be done our way.
Black? White? Hispanics or others...
Chosen to dislike as we incite division.'
Whether they proceed to succeed or fail.
Will be on their diminishing consciousness.
More obvious and demean.
And...
More of a correctness comes to intervene.
It is yet to be seen,
But comes.
And for those who see it coming closer,
It shows.
And those who oppose what is being done...
Run!
But to where?
Since when it comes,
It comes to make it clear...
It comes from everywhere to silence fears,
And dry the tears from whomever they may fall!
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Beyond Mirrors
The age of science has failed to explain our universe in rational terms.
Consequently the power of magic has gradually emerged from our conscious minds to fathom the unfathomable.
Our most distinguished scientists reluctantly admit, that mankind is nothing but some billion creatures, sitting on a piece of solar driftwood floating in space.
Magic is the art of influencing the cause of events by the intervention of spiritual forces or some other occult device.
According to arthur c. clarke any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.
Early civilization often mistook the unexplainable world around them to be magic.
Rupert sheldrake in his book seven experiments that could change the world has stated that scientists attitude toward their experiments affect the results of their experiments.
There is no such thing as a definite fact in science and therefore the irrationality of magic plays an important part in our rational world.
Werner heisenberg, the leading 20th. century physicist has stated, that mass is a physical interpretation of energy.
Religious organizations have understood the power of magic; and therefore monopolized the interpretation of the supernatural to control the human mind.
The universe as a whole is beyond explanation.
Only at the end of the 20th century the roman catholic church admitted, that the great visionary galileo galilei was, in fact, correct.
The second millennium has come to an end. scientists have to admit that the universe is magic.
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The Different Twigs On Rooted Trees
The different twigs on rooted trees,
If noticed...
Expands concepts of possibilities,
If approached...
With an opened mind.
If one accepts the meaning of consciousness,
Life given to live will display...
An array of qualities,
Humanity blesses us to receive.
This Universe beholds many complexities,
Out of our control.
Although we demand with selfishness,
To insist we can rule and suppress...
What we choose and refuse what is detested!
Feeding a continuum of conflict and unrest.
A divine design,
More complexed than our self centeredness...
Is not blinded by the fuss we make as specks of dust.
It knows we leech disrespectfully.
It knows we show an ungratefulness...
With beliefs our insignificance,
Is the cause and effect of the 'heavens' progress.
And 'not' the creators of upsetting conflicts and diseases,
Left!
Like pests.
And not the self righteous 'saviors' professed!
A divine design,
More complexed than our self centeredness...
Is not blinded by the fuss we make as specks of dust.
It knows we leech disrespectfully.
It knows we show an ungratefulness...
With beliefs our insignificance,
Is the cause and effect of the 'heavens' progress.
The different twigs on rooted trees,
If noticed...
Expands concepts of possibilities,
If approached...
With an opened mind.
However...
Too many of those are still enclosed,
In shells too hard!
And too thick to birth from the surface to bloom!
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My life Lived Is Not Created From An Assumption
Never will I waste my time,
In argument to define my mind.
With someone who professes to know,
My predicament.
And wish to debate decisions I make...
From their point of view to dissect and undo.
If I say what I've done from my own experience,
Has made a difference in the way...
I perceive and display,
The actions I make!
That has nothing to do with anyone who assumes,
Who I am with a retaliation to influence misunderstanding.
My life lived is not created from an assumption!
For anyone to come along to dump their opinions,
Based upon what they have heard through gossip.
If someone wishes to know what my thoughts are,
They need to come to the source.
And not try to endorse beliefs perceived to deceive.
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Liberation Seeker
The following poem is the translation of my hindi poem Mumukhshu from the book Sab Rang
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Twentieth century
at the fag end of life
standing & waiting
to turn into history
still in two minds
thinking what to say
and to gift
twenty-first century
on its birthday.
Nuclear holocaust & nuclear proliferation?
warning on depletion of ozone?
class and color struggle?
devalued or hollow speeches
on environmental degradation?
or
the human race
which has lost its sense
in the murky world of
separatism, terrorism & extremism
playing into the hand of cancer, AIDS and drugs
yet wearing a mask of humanity and concern
weeping for fellow human beings.
Suddenly
twentieth century smiled
an aura surrounded it
springing new hope
why? why?
after all why?
twenty-first century be birthed by it
why it shouldn’t allow 21st century
to stand on it own foundation
let 21st century build itself de-novo
without the crutches of 20th century.
So without notice
20th century found solace into oblivion
into time and history
allowing 21st century to emerge
with a new dawn
liberation seeker
waiting to liberate itself
from its previous deeds
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Copyright 2010 Tribhawan Kaul
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1647
They were burned.
Long before the Salem ones.
In Hartford, Connecticut,
This was done.
It was told to everyone,
That they were evil.
And in 1647...
They were burned at the stake.
But their souls went to heaven.
And somehow this crime,
Has not lifted from those...
Who refuse to raise their unconscious minds.
And left behind the times,
Are those confined...
In beliefs a depiction of wickedness,
Sits within those who oppose
Such medieval controlling of thinking minds,
Still beset with religious practices...
And keeping themselves,
Enclosed in lost times.
Enforced to keep...
Themselves in divisions as all weep!
As this 'cloud' surrounds their growth,
And creeps!
Deep in the bosoms,
Of their restless ancestors.
NOTE:
Although it has never been proven that witches
were actually burned first in Hartford, prior to those
claimed to be so and burned in Salem, Massachusetts...
It has been revealed that this possibility did, in fact occur.
According to The Witchcraft Delusion in Colonial Connecticut
(1647-1697) as authored by John M. Taylor (John Metcalf) ,1845-1918.
And published by Project Gutenberg.
He states:
FOREWORD The true story of witchcraft in old Connecticut has never been told. It has been hidden in the ancient records and in manuscripts in private collections, and those most conversant with the facts have not made them known, for one reason or another. It is herein written from authoritative sources, and should prove of interest and value as a present-day interpretation of that strange delusion, which for a half century darkened the lives of the forefathers and foremothers of the colonial days. J.M.T. Hartford, Connecticut.
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Fears And Pointless Restrictions
With an over concern of image and appearance,
And how one is perceived physically...
By others who pray to escape from temptations,
And removed from thoughts of committing sins...
As determined by their religious affiliations!
It is not a wonder why...
Many have decided to let God be the judge,
As they live their lives without trying to hide.
And free of those fears and pointless restrictions,
Some feel forced to adopt to place upon themselves.
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With This Understood
I agree.
I don't understand what you've been through.
But 'who' made those decisions?
None of which you made,
With the asking of my opinion.
And since you've ignored every suggestion I've made,
Why would you expect me to understand anyway?
Your life has stopped being my priority,
The moment you declared to me,
I'd be better off minding my own business.
And I am sure you remember telling me that!
Which I might as well admit had been considered,
With this understood 'after' your recommendation...
I did not have to think twice to comprehend.
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