A spiral scratched into an ancient Irish gravestone
A centre and an expansion
a life centred expanding
the force of the centre whirls
a life without limit but it says
a centred life what gods the centre
does not tell but a centre
and from there a spiral
which has a beginning but no end
the life shaping the death the death
shaping the life it seems this life
that life could not be told
need not be told
every life drawn here
drawn because it could not be spoken
even in a lilting Irish voice
speaking a spiral sentence for
Irish sentences are like spirals
the centre expands without limit
the life was lived in the circle of the year
that comes round again sowing harvest
yet never back to the same place
as the mind the vision the experience expands whirls out
like a wild dance celebrating birth marriage death
yet passes the familiar place each season
and love love for the world
expands into a holy love
spiralling without limit yet never forgetting the centre
like a child on a gate swinging
knowing it’s safe because of the hinge
it knows but does not know
for others made the hinge
and now we read the spiral on a gravestone
tracing back from infinity to the source
everything that has an outward
everything that has an inward
and so there is no need for words
the spiral like a poem about life
read it forwards read it backwards
read it with thanks see it as grace
the thick green grass curls over it
the lichen yellow orange green
placed like a lizard
blesses this the most eloquent
gravestone in all the world
in a green field the clouds white
the sky blue this is the centre
of the spiral here now and
there is no ending to the spiral
the gravestone says
but a starting yes
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The Circles
‘Within yon world-wide cirque of war
What's hidden which they fight so for?’
My guide made answer, ‘Rich increase
Of virtue and use, which are by peace,
And peace by war. That inner ring
Are craftsmen, working many a thing
For use, and, these within, the wise
Explore the grass and read the skies.’
‘Can the stars’ motions give me peace,
Or the herbs' virtues mine increase?
Of all this triple shell,’ said I,
‘Would that I might the kernel spy!’
A narrower circle then I reach'd,
Where sang a few and many preach'd
Of life immortal. ‘But,’ I said,
‘The riddle yet I have not read.
Life I must know, that care I may
For life in me to last for aye.’
Then he, ‘Those voices are a charm
To keep yon dove-cot out of harm.’
In the centre, then, he show'd a tent
Where, laughing safe, a woman bent
Over her babe, and, her above,
Lean'd in his turn a graver love.
‘Behold the two idolatries
By which,’ cried he, ‘the world defies
Chaos and death, and for whose sake
All else must war and work and wake.’
poem by Coventry Patmore
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The colored spin wheel of death
The vacuum of a spin
And people dying
Style overcoming the substance
Being blighted by
A dearth of dialectic
Decoding the coded languages
Preparing the public opinion
Trading information
Slipping out announcements
Aggressive complaints
Briefings
Specific channels
Separating
Collapsing
Advocating the absence of something
Black holes
Orbiting each other
Revealing in death spin
Collisions
Gravitational waves generating
Aircraft spinning out of control
Kicking the rudder during
A high angle of attack stall.
The market refusing to refinance at cheap rates
Triggering a 'currency death spiral.'
Toughness multiplying toughness
In a descending spiral of destruction.
The spiral of misery
Dramatically moving downward
With a constant speed
Civil conflict or a constitutional death spiral
Unknown conscience and rhizomatic revolution
Death of the 'Unipolar world''
Death spin of conscience
Human destructive impulses
Destroying civilization and maybe all life
The connecting point of non-physical to physical,
The human mind being
A never-ending spiral
Of complexity and creativity.
The One Mind projecting itself simultaneously
As infinite Conscious Minds,
Experiencing itself
From infinite points of view
Within its creations
Arctic icecap entering a 'death spiral'
Maybe time entering its ''death spiral''
When anti-matter can sometimes mean anti-time
Getting the colored spin wheel of death
A false image about
This wonderful world
If we are able to see through this illusion...
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Obsession
Dress me up a thousand ways, You're counting down the days, Till I fall from my pedestal, And then you can rescue me, All the world can see, You're the centre of it all, We gave it our best try, But then it was goodbye, We were better off alone, But now that's all gone for you, And life is wrong for you, But I can't help that, You don't need love, It's a question of obsession, So drawn to your own reflection, You want someone, Like a personal possession, To shine light on your perfection, Call me up a thousand times, You're hanging on the line, Waiting for me to react, But we've been here before, And when I closed the door, I never wanted a second act, I saw it all clearly, But you didn't hear me, Thought our love was centre stage, But now that's all gone for us, And you are dangerous, And I can't help that, Gave my heart a thousand times, And I can't count the nights, That I cried myself to sleep, But now I'm so over you, And I see what you do, Your sincerity's kinda cheap, Remember the mind games, Driving me insane, When my life was not my own, And even though you have gone, It still carries on, And I can't stop it.
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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Season Cycle
Season cycle moving round and round
Pushing life up from a cold dead ground
Its growing green
Its growing green, well
Darling dont you ever stop to wonder
About the clouds about the hail and thunder
bout the baby and its umbilical
Whos pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
Summer chased by autumn
Autumn chased by winter
Season cycle go from death to life
Winter chased by springtime
Bring a harvest or a man his wife
Springtimes turning
Its growing green
Its growing green, well
Darling, dont you ever sit and ponder
Darling did you ever think
About the building of the hills a yonder
All this life stuffs closely linked
Where were going in this verdant spiral
Whos pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
Round and round and round and round
I really get confused on who would make all this
Is there a God in heaven
Everybody says join our religion get to heaven
I say no thanks why bless my soul
Im already there!
Autumn is royal
As spring is clown
But to repaint summer
Theyre closing winter down
Darling dont you ever stop to wonder
Darling did you ever think
About the clouds about the hail and thunder
All this life stuffs closely linked
About the baby and its umbilical
Whos pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
Season cycle
Darling, dont you ever sit and ponder
Darling did you ever think
About the building of the hills a yonder
All this life stuffs closely linked
Where were going in the verdant spiral
Whos pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
song performed by by Xtc
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Season Cycle
Season cycle moving round and round
Pushing life up from a cold dead ground
Its growing green
Its growing green, well
Darling dont you ever stop to wonder
About the clouds about the hail and thunder
bout the baby and its umbilical
Whos pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
Summer chased by autumn
Autumn chased by winter
Season cycle go from death to life
Winter chased by springtime
Bring a harvest or a man his wife
Springtimes turning
Its growing green
Its growing green, well
Darling, dont you ever sit and ponder
Darling did you ever think
About the building of the hills a yonder
All this life stuffs closely linked
Where were going in this verdant spiral
Whos pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
Round and round and round and round
I really get confused on who would make all this
Is there a God in heaven
Everybody says join our religion get to heaven
I say no thanks why bless my soul
Im already there!
Autumn is royal
As spring is clown
But to repaint summer
Theyre closing winter down
Darling dont you ever stop to wonder
Darling did you ever think
About the clouds about the hail and thunder
All this life stuffs closely linked
About the baby and its umbilical
Whos pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
Season cycle
Darling, dont you ever sit and ponder
Darling did you ever think
About the building of the hills a yonder
All this life stuffs closely linked
Where were going in the verdant spiral
Whos pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
song performed by by Xtc
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Life Is Lost In You
Life is difficult as we know it is now
Life is rough as we spiral out of control
Life is mean as the people who make it mean
Life is hard living on your own
Life is scary when you get hurt
Life is real and no can change that
Life is kind when you find your first love
Life is caring when he holds you in his arms
Life is nice and he will protect you in anyway
Life is easy with the help of the ones around you
Life is bold with the ones in it
Life is good when people are good
Life is happy when you are happy
Life is unbearable when you cry
Life is crashing as you know it
Life is holding you down
Life is causing problems
Life is and can be turned around
poem by Marilee Morley
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Lateralus
Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
Red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
Lets me see.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
Drawn beyond the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. watch it bend.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.
Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
Red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
Lets me see there is so much more and
Beckons me to look thru to these infinite possibilities.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
Drawn outside the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. watch it bend.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving opportunities behind.
Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.
I embrace my desire to
I embrace my desire to
Feel the rhythm, to feel connected enough to step aside and weep like a widow
To feel inspired to fathom the power, to witness the beauty,
To bathe in the fountain,
To swing on the spiral
To swing on the spiral
To swing on the spiral of our divinity and still be a human.
With my feet upon the ground I move myeslf between the sounds and open wide to
Suck it in.
I feel it move across my skin.
Im reaching up and reaching out. Im reaching for the random or what ever will
Bewilder me.
What ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no ones been.
Well ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no ones been.
Spiral out. keep going.
Spiral out. keep going.
Spiral out. keep going.
Spiral out. keep going.
Spiral out. keep going.
song performed by by Tool
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Spiralling Shape
Down, down, down you go
No way to stop
As you fall, hear me call
No, no, no
Listen to this warning and
Consider these
Simple words of advice
Stop, stop, stop
Fogging the view, cupping face to the window
In darkness you make out a spiralling shape
Putting all reason aside you exchange
What you got for a thing that's hypnotic and strange
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(Everyone wants to see that thing)
And nobody knows what it's really like
But everyone says it's great
And they heard it from the spiral in their eyes
This could lead to excellence
Or serious injury
Only one way to know
Go, go, go
Go ahead, wreck your life
That might be good
Who can say what's wrong or right?
Nobody can
Put out your hands and you fall through the window
And clawing at nothing you drop through the void
Your terrified screams are inaudible drowned
In the spiral ahead and consumed in the shape
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(Everyone wants to see that thing)
And now that you've tried it, you're back to report
That the spiralling shape was a fraud and a fake
You didn't enjoy it, you never believed it
There won't be a refund, you'll never go back
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(Everyone wants to see that thing)
And nobody knows what it's really like
But everyone says it's great
And they heard it from the spiral in their eyes
(Spiral in their eyes)
Fogging the view, cupping face to the window
In darkness you make out a spiralling shape
Putting all reason aside you exchange
What you got for a thing that's hypnotic and strange
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(Everyone wants to see that thing)
Don't spend the rest of your life wondering
(Everyone wants to see that thing)
Don't spend the rest of your life wondering
(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
Don't spend the rest of your life wondering
(Everyone wants to see that thing)
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Forever
THERE'S NO PRESENT THERE'S NO FUTURE
I DON'T EVEN KNOW ABOUT THE PAST
IT'S ALL TIMELESS AND NEVER ENDING
TO TAKE IT IN IT'S ALL TOO VAST
IT GOES - FOREVER AND EVER
YOU THOUGHT YOU KNEW BUT YOU NEVER
THERE GOES
TOMMOROW
JOURNEY TO THE CENTRE OF ETERNITY
JOURNEY TO THE CENTRE OF ETERNITY
THE TIME IS COMING BUT ALSO GOING
AND IT'S LEAVING NEVER TO RETURN
MAYBE FOREVER IT COULD BE HEAVEN
BUT IF IT'S HELL THEN YOU CAN WATCH ME BURN
IT GOES - FOREVER AND EVER
YOU THOUGHT YOU KNEW BUT YOU NEVER
THERE GOES
TOMMOROW
I GOT TO TRAVEL FOREVER
IT'S ALL WITHIN MY MIND
AN ENDLESS PATH TO ENDEAVOUR
BUT FOREVER IS A LONG LONG TIME
THERE'S NO SECRETS AND NO CORRUPTION
IN THE CENTRE OF INFINITY
THERE'S NO LIMITS IN NON-EXISTENCE
AND NO BEGINING TO MY DESTINY
IT GOES - FOREVER AND EVER
YOU THOUGHT YOU KNEW BUT YOU NEVER
THERE GOES
TOMMOROW
JOURNEY TO THE CENTRE OF ETERNITY
JOURNEY TO THE CENTRE OF ETERNITY
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Spiraling Shape
Down, down, down you go
No way to stop
As you fall, hear me call
No, no, no
Listen to this warning and
Consider these
Simple words of advice
Stop, stop, stop
Fogging the view, cupping face to the window
In darkness you make out a spiralling shape
Putting all reason aside you exchange
What you got for a thing thats hypnotic and strange
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(everyone wants to see that thing)
And nobody knows what its really like
But everyone says its great
And they heard it from the spiral in their eyes
This could lead to excellence
Or serious injury
Only one way to know
Go, go, go
Go ahead, wreck your life
That might be good
Who can say whats wrong or right?
Nobody can
Put out your hands and you fall through the window
And clawing at nothing you drop through the void
Your terrified screams are inaudible drowned
In the spiral ahead and consumed in the shape
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(everyone wants to see that thing)
And now that youve tried it, youre back to report
That the spiralling shape was a fraud and a fake
You didnt enjoy it, you never believed it
There wont be a refund, youll never go back
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(everyone wants to see that thing)
And nobody knows what its really like
But everyone says its great
And they heard it from the spiral in their eyes
(spiral in their eyes)
Fogging the view, cupping face to the window
In darkness you make out a spiralling shape
Putting all reason aside you exchange
What you got for a thing thats hypnotic and strange
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(everyone wants to see that thing)
Dont spend the rest of your life wondering
(everyone wants to see that thing)
Dont spend the rest of your life wondering
(everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
Dont spend the rest of your life wondering
(everyone wants to see that thing)
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Birthday Wish The Original
A birthday is a day to remember our birth,
When a soul born in a little baby's body, forgetting all previous hurt.
Starting a new life, a new beginning,
Hope to spiral forward into betterment & receive a wing.
Life is a two way street for all of us here,
We have the choice to choose if we want to be sincere.
Life or malediction is in our own hand,
If we can believe, here and now in heaven we can land.
Only that believing part does not work too well,
We just try and try so many times, we can not even tell.
God within my heart help my unbelief,
At last let your will became my will, for a permanent relief.
However, you just try and try, look everywhere for true wisdom
Without asking always why. Eventually your life will unfold,
You will find everlasting happiness, which was foretold.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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You are the world to me
The astronaut
is a privileged man
for he sees the world
from the height of its vantage point
above the circle of it's crystal globe
above and beyond the reach of any cloud
where the cold silence is ever so loud
he holds its blue magnificence.
In the centre of his eye
he sees the world the way it is
that is the world to an astronaut
The God of heaven
is the greatest of the universe,
he sees the world
from the pinnacle of it's stature
the world is his foot stool
inhabited by the common fool
and from higher than anyone else
he gazes upon its quiet grandeur.
In the centre of his eye
he sees the world the way it is
that is the world to God
I am a simple man
yet i consider myself the most privileged of all
for when i see you
i see the world
and i see it the way it is
simply amazing!
i see into the depth of your eyes
and behold the greatest magnificence
the most unprecedented grandeur
...you.
In the centre of my eye
...its you i see.
You are the world to me!
poem by Allen Steble
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No Thing
Stare through fabric to the wall,
Loosing gaze into the centre of red rose weeping,
Why does it feel as I am sleeping?
Nothing’s so real these days.
I walk within the shadow of myself,
Dance in duel reality,
Black, White, Wrong, Right,
All ghost concepts in this new world of mine.
No time nor space to swim,
Truly No Thing.
With this I could be happy
Though no happiness I’d feel,
Just one moment for a lifetime,
Eternal turn upon the wheel.
Of life all death is ending,
Of death all life begun,
All souls are worth befriending,
All souls into the sun.
We find ourselves at a loss to speak,
Confronted with the world of true experience,
Dimensions folding into one.
Eye sight paralysed,
See into the seer ,
Sing into the sun.
poem by David Lacey
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A Sufi life
Pen in hand, and pensive…
sitting by the open window,
the curtains moving gently in the breeze,
listening to the spontaneous liveliness
of the fountain whose joyful drops
the sunlight plays with as they fall;
catching the scent of a rose
which comes and goes to the nostrils
as if it has its own intentions;
watching the sunlight moving round
the courtyard garden;
remembering with an inward stirring,
it’s the earth which moves…
words passing through the mind;
in this golden stillness, all things
are a metaphor for all else;
it’s beyond the tender tying
into lines of poetry;
just a light touch, these words;
nothing to prove; no-one to convince;
more like a hand unfolded towards life,
an acknowledgement;
as when you join the dervishes in turning,
and as the mind-free centre grows more strong,
more established (for this centre holds) ,
the thoughts spin off…
the poem too, spins off:
one arm upward which remembers,
palm open to receive in wonder;
one arm outward, palm open, offering all to all;
take it, while it’s warm with life.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Centre Stage
There were times when I was young
I wanted to be centre stage,
the one everyone screamed to for more
whenever I sang my song.
As the years progressed
and I could see it wasn’t going to happen,
I grew content to sit in the stalls
and watch someone else take the applause.
I realized that centre stage
wasn’t where I wanted to be
and that I could entertain
just by being me.
I did not need a spotlight
to show the sparkle in my eyes.
I did not need to dress up
to be someone I wasn’t,
I didn’t need a centre stage,
I only need to be me.
I didn’t need glitz and glamour,
just an opportunity to give others pleasure
from any talent that I had.
I didn’t need the centre stage,
but just a means of escape
and just be ordinary me.
20 March 2010
poem by David Harris
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Life Is Eternal
(carly simon/teesa gohl)
Ive been doing a lot of thinking
About growing older and moving on
Nobody wants to be told that theyre getting on
For a long, long stay
But just how long and who knows
And how and where my spirit will go
Will it soar like jazz on a saxophone
Or evaporate on a breeze
Wont you tell me please
That life is eternal
And love is immortal
And death is only a horizon
Life is eternal
As we move into the light
And a horizon is nothing
Save the limit of our sight
Save the limit of our sight
Here on earth Im a lost soul
Ever trying to find my way back home
Maybe thats why each new star is born
Expanding heavens room
Eternity in bloom
And will I see you up in that heaven
In all its light will I know youre there
Will we say the things that we never dared
If wishing makes it so
Wont you let me know
That life is eternal
And love is immortal
And death is only a horizon
Life is eternal
As we move into the light
And a horizon is nothing
Save the limit of our sight
Save the limit of our sight
song performed by by Carly Simon
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Am I going in circles, or dare I hope I am on a spiral? But if a spiral, am I going up or down it?
C.S. Lewis in A Grief Observed
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I think that New York is not the cultural centre of America, but the business and administrative centre of American culture.
quote by Saul Bellow
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A playful destiny
Helplessness,
Sheer helplessness,
Those moments of great disappointment,
Empty pocket,
Stuffed mind,
Stuffed with various desires,
The more they strike, the less they are met,
It turns bad when we are the centre of every hope,
God is also the centre of all hopes,
But there is a difference,
He is nothing to do with our joy and sorrow,
He rewards them whom he wishes,
His treasure is great,
It never reduces,
But we have trifle given by Him,
And still we are the centre of many hopes,
We are clasped in the cruel jaws of destiny
Whom He controls with all His might,
Come what may, We will get only what we are destined to,
Whether we live or not.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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A Sunday Prayer 10
Dear Lord I want to thank you,
for everything you have given me.
The love of my wife,
the centre point of my life.
The abundance of friends,
near and far, whom have
touched me in my hour of need.
The life that you have given me.
My children strong and fair,
the second chance
I have to serve you constantly.
poem by David Harris
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