No Progress Unless
A movie from 1966
a real period piece
late, I cannot sleep
due to the allergy
so horrible, I do not
wish it on my enemy
Cannot lie down at all
only on the cold floor
dreaming is not easy
when I feel ill; spiritual
purpose of suffering is
never to suffer again
I am not making much
progress unless reading
Seth Speaks for esoteric
information on multidi-
mensional conscious-
ness and reality
Will enrich my spirit -
oh, I hope so…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Comprehension...Or Torment
No one knows,
When we suffer.
Or how it is we suffer,
When suffering comes and is done...
By anyone
No one knows the extent of it.
How deep what is felt.
And when those sorrows visit to sit.
Although folks give advice and instructions.
With sections of pamphlets,
To read by professionals.
To emphasize their recommendations,
Underlined in 'red'.
Suggestions researched...
To read and ease our minds,
Before going to bed!
Hopefully not to stay awake...
To pace the floor instead.
No one knows,
When we suffer.
Or how it is we suffer,
When suffering comes and is done...
By anyone.
When suffering comes.
And alone it is done!
And listening to someone say to us to pray...
Is not a cure all or remedy,
That takes our suffering to numb quickly away.
But...
Pray we must,
And trust...
That those burdens carried,
Will be lifted up and away from us.
Knowing in our hearts...
God watches and will do His part!
No one knows,
When we suffer.
Or how it is we suffer,
When suffering comes and is done....
By anyone.
When suffering comes.
And alone it is done!
So it seems.
Only God knows how to heal and mend!
Only God knows when to send our sufferings away.
And many times with faith...
God intervenes.
Before the suffering has had a chance,
To arrive on the scene.
Depending on what it is we wish to choose.
Comprehension...
Or torment,
With unquestioned agony!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kinsmen of Existance
The sun of reason
breaking into a night of passion
guiding the dreaming hunter
into the archives of reality
to hit at the flesh of existence
and spill the blood of achievement
Real success, the sun of reason... shine on!
The son of purpose
reigning in the kingdom of darkness
healing the crippled humanity
into the safety of grace
and the assurance of faith
Real life, real purpose
The son of purpose, reign on!
poem by Timothy muggaga
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Dreamin'
Close your eyes and take a look at your life
Do you like what you see
My eyes are open but I feel like I'm blind, it's all returning to me
I wanna know, does a frozen river flow
Things you said fill my head lying in a cold and empty bed
I'm only dreaming
Between the darkness and the light
I'm only dreaming, oooh
Dreaming, can't tell the daylight from the night
I'm only dreaming, dreaming
I feel the sunlight shining down on my face
Not a cloud in my mind
I get my wake up but it never comes in time
My prayers are spoken and I wait to receive
'Cause there's a fine line between the truth and how we want it to be
I'm only dreaming
Between the darkness and the light
I'm only dreaming, oooh
Dreaming, can't tell the daylight from the night
I'm only dreaming, dreaming
I'm sailing like a ship on the sea
I don't care if I'm lost in the haze
I hear the angels singing something to me
Time's the enemy
That you never see
Won't you come slip away
I am only dreaming
I'm only dreaming
I am only dreaming
Yeah
I'm only dreaming
I am only dreaming
I'm only dreaming
Yeah
I am only dreaming
Dreaming
song performed by by Kiss
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Suspended
Dont wake me
Im still dreaming
I dont see you
I cant feel you
Im alone for real in my mind
Ill feel this all night
When my life takes flight
This isnt just in your mind
Were suspended from space and time
I feel like Im falling
What happens when I hit?
Must mean then thats it
This black abyss, this pit
It all seems shades of gray
Im never ready for light of day
This isnt just in your mind
Were suspended from space and time
This isnt just in your mind
Were suspended from space and time
Why do you hurt me?
This reality
Why you smile at me?
Show your fallacies
Dreams hold me down
But let me go
When reality will wake me
I dont know
This isnt just in your mind
Were suspended from space and time
This isnt just in your mind
Were suspended from space and time
Am I dreaming?
If so, then why?
My bodies back on earth
Only spirits can fly
Soaring through dimensions of love
Kinds only my father speaks of
Scenery changes, spins and roll
So does the color of our soul
I know how this must make you feel
You hate me but believe me this is real
This was real
song performed by by Kelis
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Differentiate
How to bring a bleeding heart into piece of paper?
Can I cry so much that all the tears get wiped out?
Is it possible for a bleeding heart to arrive at complete silence
Will I be able to bring a smile on my face ever?
Are these things really possible?
Am I dreaming, just dreaming?
Or is this reality even not a reality?
Will I ever be able to get out of this darkness?
Can I bring my conscious to a level where I can be in control of myself?
My heart is not in control, also not even my life
Can I wipe the pain away?
All this is a dream or nightmare?
Differentiate can I ever between the two?
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Every physical system registers information, and just by evolving in time, by doing its thing, it changes that information, transforms that information, or, if you like, processes that information.
quote by Seth Lloyd
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Stifle not the reader
Reading is an art,
reading is a tool.
Those who think it dumb,
must be such a fool.
Reading is enjoyment,
reading is a blast.
Reading is a separate entity
from the future and the past.
Reading is done in present,
though written in a tense.
Reading is about life,
in surprise or suspense.
Reading is a place of joy,
full of hope and song,
Reading is a place I feel
that I truly do belong.
A trapdoor to a fantasy,
A world thought lost to us,
Reading is a place of wonder,
a place that we can trust.
Why read about reality,
when I can delve into magic.
Why stifle my own happiness,
with scenarios so tragic.
Stifle not the reader,
for it is their choice alone.
Reading is an outlet,
for hearts that turned to stone.
Salve Mea
How can I change the world if I cant even change myself?
I cannot change the way I am?
I dont know, I dont know.
I take a look at the world behind these eyes,
Every nook, every cranny reorganize,
Realize my face dont fit the way I feel.
Whats real?
I need a mirror to check my face is in place,
Incase of upheaval, fundamental movement below,
Whats really going on I want to know,
But yo, we dont show on the outside, so slide.
Just below my skin Im screaming...
I need a mirror for my spirit,
Yeah, can you feel it?
When I get deep, want to hear myself sleep,
Not drowning, tumbling around and around in the voices
Like a crowd in my head so loud,
I wonder what its like to be dead,
I hope its quiet, noise in my head like a riot,
Any remedy you have for me Ill try it.
Just below my skin Im screaming...
Im going deep, so deep that I cant sleep,
The pills aint cheep but the bills are steep,
So I [? ] with a booze and a spiff,
Try to snooze,
But whos dreaming, this is win or loose,
Put down the drink, try not to think,
Let it go, fundamental movement below,
And yo, reality is dreaming,
Just below my skin Im screaming...
song performed by by Faithless
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Those who speak of the spiritual wealth of ascetics deserve to suffer from anorexia. There is no better school for hard-line materialism than a prolonged fast. This obvious fact should finally be attested: asceticism doesn’t enrich the spirit. There is no virtue in deprivation.
Amelie Nothomb in Sulphuric Acid
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Dreaming As The Tears Fall.
Dreaming of happy days.
Dreaming of that longing gaze.
Dreaming of that perfect embrace.
I'm dreaming of love always.
The greatest gift one could give.
Loneliness speaks of my weakness.
Vulnerabilities open like a wound so sore.
A tear dropp falls forevermore.
Dreaming of happy days.
Dreaming of that longing gaze.
Dreaming of that perfect embrace.
I'm dreaming of love always.
The greatest gift one could give.
I feel so abandon by everyone.
I feel like no one cares.
I feel, I feel, I feel so much pain.
Please tell me why I am still here.
A purpose should never disappear.
Dreaming of happy days.
Dreaming of that longing gaze.
Dreaming of that perfect embrace.
I'm dreaming of love always.
The greatest gift one could give.
Loneliness speaks of my weakness.
Vulnerabilities open like a wound so sore.
A tear dropp falls forevermore.
Loneliness speaks of my weakness.
Vulnerabilities open like a wound so sore.
A tear dropp falls forevermore.
Dreaming of happy days.
Dreaming of that longing gaze.
Dreaming of that perfect embrace.
I'm dreaming of love always.
The greatest gift one could give.
I remember the past so vividly.
But still it isn't now.
A singled out cloud.
The sun is burning him out.
Oh how he wishes darkness would surround.
Dreaming of happy days.
Dreaming of that longing gaze.
Dreaming of that perfect embrace.
I'm dreaming of love always.
The greatest gift one could give.
Loneliness speaks of my weakness.
Vulnerabilities open like a wound so sore.
A tear dropp falls forevermore.
Dreaming of happy days.
Dreaming of that longing gaze.
Dreaming of that perfect embrace.
I'm dreaming of love always.
The greatest gift one could give.
I feel so abandon by everyone.
I feel like no one cares.
I feel, I feel, I feel so much pain.
Please tell me why I am still here.
A purpose should never disappear.
Loneliness speaks of my weakness.
Vulnerabilities open like a wound so sore.
A tear dropp falls forevermore.
Loneliness speaks of my weakness.
Vulnerabilities open like a wound so sore.
A tear dropp falls forevermore.
A tear dropp falls forevermore.
A tear dropp falls forevermore.
A tear dropp falls forevermore, forevermore it always feels like this.
A constant reminder of the just like before.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Baby's Got Me Up All Night
Baby my babys got me so tired
Ive been staying up late for weeks
and been sleeping on the floor
But now I cant sleep cos Im always thinking about her
and when Im not Im just dreaming
and shes holding me Again
Now babys got me up all night
Shes got me dreaming of her every day
And I cant seem to get it right
so should I tell her in another way?
Now babys got me up all night
How long, how long do I depend on the photographs and the
sad songs that keep her in my brain?
Because Im out there, Im burning that much brighter
Im standing right there beside her as happy as can be
Now babys got me up all night
Shes got me dreaming of her every day
And I cant seem to get it right
so should I tell her in another way?
Now babys got me up all night
Shes got me dreaming of her every day
And I cant seem to get it in my head
When she says shes never leaving me
Now babys got me up all night
Shes got me dreaming of her every day
And I cant seem to get it right
so should I tell her in another way?
Now babys got me up all night
Baby my babys got me so tired
Ive been staying up late for weeks
and been sleeping on the floor
Now babys got me up all night
Shes got me dreaming of her every day
And I cant seem to get it right
so should I tell her in another way?
Now babys got me up all night
Now babys got me up all night
song performed by by Zed
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Some Say
Some say we're never meant to grow up
I'm sure they never knew enough
I know the pressures won't go away
It's too late
Find out the difference somehow
It's too late to even have faith
Don't think things will ever change
You must be dreaming
Think before you make up your mind
You don't seem to realise
I can do this on my own
And if I fall I'll take it all
It's so easy after all
Believe me 'cause now's the time to try
Don't wait, the chance will pass you by
Time's up to figure it out
You can't say it's too late
Seems like everything we knew
Turned out were never even true
Don't trust, things will never change
You must be dreaming
Think before you make up your mind
You don't seem to realise
I can do this on my own
And if I fall I'll take it all
It's so easy after all
Some say we're better off without
Knowing what life is all about
I'm sure they'll never realise the way
It's too late
Somehow it's different everyday
In some ways it never fades away
Seems like it's never gonna change
I must be dreaming
Think before you make up your mind
You don't seem to realise
I can do this on my own
Think before you make up your mind
You don't seem to realise
I can do this on my own
And if I fall I'll take it all
It's so easy after all
Believe me, it's alright
It's so easy after all
Believe me, it's alright
It's so easy after all
song performed by by Sum 41
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Refiner's Fire
Logic has no answers
For such inequality-
Why do good men suffer?
Just a painful reality.
The righteous suffer so,
While the bad remain untouched,
The reasons we don't know
Why we suffer things so much.
To put my mind at ease,
In my prayer He gave me
A glimpse of His masterpiece
A purpose there to see.
'Pain will purify thee
With water of Affliction,
And the bread of Adversity,
Will teach you life's direction.
These came with the fall of man
But they prune you for the best,
Just trust with all you can
And you'll soon pass the test.
All your dross will be removed
When you pass the Refiner's Fire,
And your goodness will be proved
For My Will you will desire.'
When I pass the fire I suffer
But He is in the furnace with me
And I love Him more than ever,
Love as gold as eternity.
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'....but we also rejoice in our sufferings,
because we know that suffering produces perseverance;
perseverance, character; and character, hope.'
Romans 5: 3
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
April 19,2009
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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When we sleep...
Before we go to sleep, we blame our conscience
When we sleep, we become unconscious
When we sleep, we dream
When we sleep, we may scream
When we sleep, we may cry
When we sleep, we may fly
When we sleep, we see our wishes
but when we get up to the reality, actually we wash the dishes
But sometimes, we see nightmares
and from the fear we feel like the snails
When we sleep, we feel relaxed
and to the bed we are waxed
We don't want to wake up
and drink the coffee cup
When we sleep, we can't resist
the tiredness that always exist.
Sleeping is a bless,
that everyone possess
But I hope human would not make it a curse,
and then we would need a nurse.
poem by Merna Ibrahim
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Do You Feel Like I Feel?
I dont know how you do what you do
Im so shaken by you baby
I can barely breath
Everytime I see you
I just want to break down and cry
No ones ever moved me
Just the way you move me inside
Do you feel like I feel
Or am I all alone
Is this love really real
Baby Ive got to know
When you held me last night
Were your words really real
Are you just using me
Or do you feel like I feel
Do you feel like I feel
From that moment that I met you baby
I just knew
It was so easy for me just to be with you
When the sun comes shining
Will you still be lying by my side
Tell me if Im dreaming
Is there deeper meaning
For me in your life
Do you feel like I feel
Or am I all alone
Is this love really real
Baby Ive got to know
When you held me last night
Were your words really real
Are you just using me
Or do you feel like I feel
Do you feel like I feel
Im the one who wants you
Im the one who needs you
Im the one who wont let go
Youve got all the power
Im dying by the hour
Come on baby let me know
When you held me last night were your words really real
God Im so much in love
Do you feel like I feel, like I feel, like I feel
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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There Is No Insignificance
There is karma
And spiritual destiny
Like the beautiful madman
John the Baptist
Foretold by the prophet Isaiah
To prepare the way of the Lord.
Divine Friend of humanity,
Help us to comprehend and accept
Our place in the universe,
To be responsible with our spiritual gifts
To enrich our own lives
As well as those with whom
We daily come in contact with.
This life is about being huge
With the purpose of our love
And not allowing the deception
Of smallness or insignificance.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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So Others See
As The Spirit moves on men, they are led to be Born Again,
Experiencing a spiritual birth, while living life upon the earth.
Some say spiritual conversion, is by others just a diversion,
Taking them out of true reality, to a world that none can see.
It’s by faith we’ve been saved, from the world, so depraved,
Believing what we cannot see, and focused now on Eternity.
We get Truth on what’s to come, by the Spirit of God’s Son,
God’s Truth about a reality, that’s bigger than eyes, can see.
From a world, changing fast, we see an eternity that will last,
Knowing not what is ahead, we lean upon The Word instead,
With our focus now on God, not on the shifting, earthly sod,
It’s The Spirit we can’t see, who opens eyes, of you and me.
Eyes of only earthly sight, were opened by the Gospel light,
Once veiled to things of Christ, are opened in a spiritual life.
A new life of Eternal worth, far above all the things on earth,
For all we can touch and see, will never last through eternity.
It is The Spirit, who opens eyes, to make men eternally wise,
A wisdom that shall begin, that moment you are Born Again,
And begin living your life, through the Spirit of Jesus Christ,
Living a life so others see, the Hope that you have Eternally.
(Copyright ©01/2008)
Be My Enemy
Well the dawn is howling
And the mainframe shakes
Feel like Ive been sleeping in a
Cellar full of snakes
My wings have been clipped
My shoes have been stuck with glue
Well if youll be my enemy
Ill be your enemy too
Now Ive got goons on my landing
Thieves on my trail
Nazis on my telephone
Willing me to fail
They were all sent by someone
(obviously/well I know it was) you!
Well if youll be my enemy
Ill be your enemy too
Ive a bucketful of babylon
I got a handful of lead
Im gonna put them in a gun man
Point it at your head
Because you stole all my friends
And you gave me the buffalo blues
Well if youll be my enemy
Ill be my enemy too
Now from the slime on your tongue
To the nails on your toes
From the scales on your skin
To the stains on your clothes
Youre gonna have to make me do something
That I do not want to do
But if youll be my enemy
Ill be your enemy too
My hands are tied
Im nailed to the floor
Feel like Im knocking on the
Unknown door
Theres a gun at my back
A blade at my throat
I keep finding hate mail
In the pockets of my coat
Well Ive been trying to grow
I been cooling my heels
Ive have been working the treadmill
Ive been working in the fields
And I cant get to sleep
I cant catch my breath
I cant stop talking and i
Look like death
But I will put right this disgrace
I will rearrange you
If youll be my enemy
Ill be your enemy too
If youll be my enemy
Ill be your enemy too
Be my enemy!
song performed by by Waterboys
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Information Overload
Many suffer from,
Information overload.
And nothing can be done,
By information overload.
Too many getting numb,
With information overload.
And not overcoming,
That information overload...
Can be,
Impossible to see achieved.
Simple conversation is...
Impossible to have it achieved.
Eye contact is...
Impossible to have it achieved.
An understanding is...
Impossible to have it achieved.
People sincere is...
Impossible to have it achieved!
Many suffer from,
Information overload.
And nothing can be done,
By information overload.
With many running away...
From wanting purpose.
And many running away...
From honesty!
And many running away...
From keeping focus.
And many running away...
From peace believed,
To wish it could be possible.
With many running away...
From wanting purpose.
And many running away...
From honesty!
And many running away...
From keeping focus.
And many,
Are running away...
From peace believed.
To wish it could be possible.
Eye contact is...
Impossible to have it achieved.
An understanding is...
Impossible to have it achieved.
People sincere is...
Impossible to have it achieved!
Because we're overloaded,
With too much information.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Special
Hey J
It's been a long time since I've seen you last
A half and twenty-six years
(how time goes fast)
I'm well
Though I've gone through some deep changes in my life
It hasn't been easy
Oh no not for me
It's been difficult at times
Sometimes I sit down and cry
And ask God oh why
(fair... what is?)
[BRIDGE:]
I know how you're feelin
Same thing I did deal with
You're not as alone as you may feel
You see but oh it catches up to us fast
We have to deal with our past
I know it's painful but
There you'll find specialness
Cuz everybody needs to feel real special
[CHORUS:]
We need to
Remember
That love lies deep within ourselves
We have to
Want it so
It starts with us and only us
We must learn
We're all born
With specialness inside of us
I have the need to feel real special too
You see
You can't run away from your pain
Because wherever you run
There you will be
You have to learn
To water your spiritual garden
Then
You will be free
[BRIDGE]
[CHORUS (2x)]
Work in progress
song performed by by Janet Jackson from The Velvet Rope
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