Mind Games
Swaami Vivekaananda describes
the restless, vain, vindictive human mind
as monkey: agile, watchful, quick to move,
yet never quite at rest. And worse, we find -
intoxicated: selfish, full of pride,
that agile mind sent spinning into pain,
the boundless universe turned tiny box,
Man's measure never known. And worse again -
this cunning, drunken monkey's angry; stung
by his own scorpion bite: and so invents
his bitter enemies, their role assigned;
the human race divided by...our mind.
And thus the mindful Swaami with fine grace
reminds us - we're that godly human race...
poem by Michael Shepherd
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0003 Similes, Metaphors and stuff (2)
Isn’t it strange, this thing called
Poetry – and even stranger, these things
called similes and metaphors, which are
the very essence of what poetry
uses to try to get to us?
Look! Over there, in that field! Did you
see it?
No, what?
A hare! Never seen one before! It’s
hiding in the grass now – there! It’s jumped up again!
watch it bounce up and down as it runs,
must have strong hind legs,
isn’t it funny? So fast, too – our dog will never catch it…
No I still didn’t see it, I was watching that beautiful
perfect V-formation of wild geese against the blue sky
over there, I wonder where they came from,
where they’re going? And does
their leader know and lead them, or
do they all know and they're
all on the same goosy wave-length and
they must be cleverer than us then,
how do they do that...?
You missed them, they're
out of sight now, so
we'll never know...I guess our dog
barking, set them off…
And so, our mind – that lively, scatty, playful, faithful dog,
chasing hares which catch our idling attention,
chasing wild geese which are out of reach,
barking up the wrong tree,
seeking with a wagging tail
the beautiful, elusive good;
Or, like Swami Vivekananda describes,
mind as monkey – restless, vain, vindictive,
agile, watchful, quick to move,
never quite at rest – and worse,
intoxicated, selfish, full of pride; and
worse again – cunning, drunken, angry,
inventing enemies in its divided mind –
Similes for one thing like another,
metaphors for situations which
connect in depth of mind like
crossword clues which finally
illuminate – ah yes, now I see
what it’s getting at…and
we're into a world of enchantment where
the word makes all Creation one, and new...
Like parables, they take us deeper, subtly
tease the mind, and then dart round and past it
like wingers on the football field
thrilling our attention, their joyous goal
touching our heart with the adventure and
pointing it towards a boundless love;
similes, metaphors, homely proverbs, parables –
more difficult than thinking, easier than thought,
magic.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Feed The Monkey
She likes to feed the monkey
She likes to feed the monkey
She likes to feed the monkey
She likes the monkey
Well gather 'round and let me tell you all a story
About a boy and his monkey
He's got that kind of monkey that the girls wanna know
He likes to take his monkey every place that he goes
(Can we pet your monkey?)
Hey, ho, you see the monkey?
Did you know you made my monkey hungry?
I didn't really know how it get so hungry
I'd like to know
Would you feed the monkey?
Well you can pet my monkey
'Cause my monkey don't bite
But when you pet my monkey
He get funky all night
My monkey ain't no ordinary orangutang
'Cause my monkey likes to do the wild thing
My monkey don't scratch
My monkey don't bite
My monkey don't swing no tree
My monkey don't hit
My monkey don't drool
My monkey be swing with me
My monkey don't freak
My monkey don't trip
My monkey don't wear no cape
But you can tell what my monkey wanna eat
'Cause it turn into a big ol' ape
Yeah...
Hey..
The monkey's getting hungry
Hey, hey, why don't you feed your monkey?
(REPEAT x 3)
What she want?
She wants the monkey
(REPEAT x 3)
You know she want
You know she want
You know she wants the monkey
(REPEAT x 3)
Hey, hey, she likes to feed the monkey
Ooh, she's sayin' it's time to feed the monkey
Everyday she wants to feed the monkey
All through the day she likes to feed the monkey
She likes to feed the monkey
(REPEAT x 7)
Feed the monkey
(REPEAT x 19)
She likes to feed the monkey
song performed by by Infectious Grooves
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New Way To Be Human
Every day it's the same thing
Another trend has begun
Hey kids, this might be the one
It's a race to be noticed
And it's leaving us numb
Hey kids, we can't be the ones
With all of our fashion, we're still incomplete
The God of redemption can break our routine
There's a new way to be human
It's nothing we've ever been
There's a new way to be human, new way to be human
And where is our inspiration
When all the heroes are gone
Hey kids, could we be the ones?
Cuz nobody's famous, and nobody's fine
We all need forgiveness, we're longing inside
There's a new way to be human
It's nothing we've ever been
There's a new way to be human
Spreading under my skin
There's a new way to be human
Where divinity bends
It's a new way to be human, new way to be human
I'll find your love across my impossible space
You've created me, take me out of me into
A new way to be human, to a new way to be human
You're a new way to be human
Where my humanity bends
To a new way to be human
Redemption begins
You're a new way to be human
You're a new way to be human
You're the only way to be human
You're a new way to be human
song performed by by Switchfoot
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Last Supper
For this meal.
Just one glass of wine.
Helps to ease Mine Mind.
Later a bottle of meths.
Will put Head to Rest.
All. One glass of wine...
Remedy. Salve. Readily... Feel... Fine...
Problems flutter... Escape... Evaporate mind...
Contentment cementment... Peace plastered... Blind...
Hands now Cease to shake.
Cut free from Inhumane human Race.
For this meal. Must always Common Sense steal.
Drunken driver. Wilt sit Soon. Behind spinning Wheel.
Just one glass of wine.
Instantaneous intoxication. Sprung sponged mind.
No more Found troubled times.
With pain Could not confine.
Upon alcoholic Joy chance wilt dine.
Until shall Hell leave Troubled sober mankind?
Any found tavern Wilt be mighty fine.
Until will. Incinerate. Sloshed. Body shine shrine?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I admire the human race
i admire the human race
though god is way beyond
comprehension
beyond their time, intelligence
yet they persevere
to find him, get close to him
i admire the human race
though god is such a
hard subject to swallow
yet they persevere
trying all means to get close to him
some inspired, some misled,
some fall, some brush him aside
yet the whole human race
never gives him up
i admire the human race
who could hang on to something
they could never even see
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The Face
There is a face I know too well,
A face I dread to see,
So vain it is, so eloquent
Of all futility.
It is a human face that hides
A monkey soul within,
That bangs about, that beats a gong,
That makes a horrid din.
Sometimes the monkey soul will sprawl
Athwart the human eyes,
And peering forth, will flesh its pads,
And utter social lies.
So wretched is this face, so vain,
So empty and forlorn,
You well may say that better far
This face had not been born.
poem by Stevie Smith
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Too Much Monkey Business
Running to and fro,
Hard working at the mill,
Never failed at the mill,
There come a rotten bill.
Aw too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business
For me to be involved again.
Salesman talking to me,
Trying to run me up a creek,
Says you can buy it, go on try it,
You can pay me next week.
Aw too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business
For me to be involved again.
Blonde hair, good-looking,
Trying to get me hooked and married
Get a home, settle down by the book.
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business
For me to be involved again.
Been to yokohama, baby,
Fighting in the war,
Army bunk, army chow,
Army clothes, army car.
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business
For me to be involved again.
Same thing every day,
Getting up, going to school.
No need for me complaining,
My objection's overruled.
Aw too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business
For me to be involved again.
Working in the filling station,
Too many tasks,
Wipe the windows, check the oil,
Check the tires, dollar gas?
Aw too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business
Don't want you by the race,
Get away and leave me.
[original has one more verse:
Pay-phone, something's wrong,
Dime gone, will mail.
Oughta sue the operator
For telling me a tale.
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business
For me to be involved with you
song performed by by Beatles
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Flower waste
In zoo...
Monkey smile
The rose flower...
Kiss the flower...
Play the flower...
Flower was cry to ask
' o...monkey what
are you doing...? '
Monkey say for flower
' i love you flower...
your soft...
your nice...
your smooth...
very impress for me...
so... i love you....'
Flower say fore monkey
' No.. no... nasty monkey
i did not love you...'
Monkey very angry
So...
Bite the finger
For flower through away...
And lough...
Flower is wastage
For sample...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Only One Race!
again and again,
the race issue is
thrown into the spotlight...
i dont know which is worse:
sticking your head in the sand
and pretending it's not there...
or using it as the excuse
for whatever agenda...
folks, bottom line...
there is only one race,
the human race!
you would think
we'd be intelligent enough
to know this by now,
and to act like it!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Best
Agile body
An agile mind
Is what
Rigours
Of life demand.
Pondered
Slept
Wept
Crept
For rejuvination
Took rest
And he swept
Me, me
Back.
Me thought
Iwas the best.
Best when
Put to test
Proved
Was not
The best
No end to this test
No end for the best
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Answer for all human
Dog is
Dog...
Cat is
Cat...
Rat is
Rat...
Monkey is
Monkey...
Donkey
is
Donkey...
Tree is
Tree...
Flower is
Flower...
Human is
Human....
? ? ? ? ? ? ?
This is not
Qustion...
Answer for human
World...
Not only today...
For yesterday
And tommrow also...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Pain & Suffering
pain and suffering
turn things to blood
a power floats
upside down in a river of mud
a skull of a goat
makes love to you
you're my doll
a pet who meows
and blood and hate
the blood that's everywhere
suffering, i am terminating this world
i'm your father now
no more shelter, no more fun
human race, you're going to writhe now
heh heh heh heh
i am angry
a tall building fell on daddy
pain and suffering
i am destruction
i am angry
i am total
(growl)
pain and suffering
the pain, the pain
no birds are singing
here comes armageddon
no more shelter
no more fun
human race
i've got you
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Ancestral domain my quest
history tells on people, geography, race, culture and
events, is a wonderful topic for, the process gives
meaningful aspect of human sphere
great civilization started in common principle, an
inherent idea, that all men are created equal, above
other living animal who lives in this wonderful earth
a unquestionable notion that all species are free to
procreate, free to exist, free to subdue of what is
given and has all the opportunity to live in any given
time
the land is the only living testimony that witness the
existence of our races in many ages, for it is the race
who own the land, any dishonor of the human race is
worse than death
not need to go, beyond cultural languages and principle
but only we need to know the basic principle that before
the culture comes to existence the human lives, owns
the land
defination of terminology, even indigenous people as
defind has nothing to say on the real meaning of race,
words definition, hutchs the essence of human race
it is now the quest of every race, to praxis and achieve
our meaningful existence, for only our race lives forever,
and zeal by time in the history of ancestral domain,
a quest of our human race.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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The note of hope is the only note that can help us or save us from falling to the bottom of the heap of evolution, because, largely, about all a human being is, anyway, is just a hoping machine, a working machine, and any song that says, the pleasures I have seen in all of my trouble, are the things I never can get — don't worry — the human race will sing this way as long as there is a human to race. The human race is a pretty old place.
quote by Woody Guthrie
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Hub Normal
All human
Are not for
Normal...
At mind...
All are hub normal
Today...
Each every human
Mind is not for free...
All are wanted for
Some of wastage
Put in side the mind...
World is not for silient...
With human mind also...
Sounded, murmered,
Much busy...
so...
All human mind are
Hub normal...
Body also some time
Normal...
Many time hub normal...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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0006 'Love is Knowledge
When first I saw you, I saw but your face;
and felt for you, no more nor less
than others of the human race;
you were as other; that I must confess;
and yet, by some uncharted act of grace,
the grace of you stayed in my memory;
stole subtly through my eyes and ears,
my ears and eyes; stole subtly to my heart;
and what my heart knew, murmured to my mind;
and what my mind knew, murmured to my heart;
they spoke your name; and somehow, listening Love
made instance of it; and this knowledge grew;
I loved you, then; knew more of you – and love;
knew more, myself; so, loved the human race
through loving you; and loved the knowing you;
and all this, through Love’s knowing, caring grace.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Race
Lie down, [fair 1//pheromone], and come away
Till the rain is over and gone
G-g-gimme the beat now (face the music)
Lead line (face the music)
If the air is a little thick in this room 2nite
I reckon its the result of an onslaught of separatist rookies
Overcome by this colorful sight
Talkin so fast that even they
Talkin so fast that even they
Dont know what they mean
Of all the things that base a rhyme
How is it that u everytime
Regurgitate the racist lines that keep us apart?
Thank God this aint monopoly
Ud make us all go back 2 start
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Race
Face the music
We all bones when we dead
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Cut me, cut u
Both the blood is red
I gotcha
Race
Race
Check it
Three seats over theres a lady black
Entrusted 2 her care is a little white girl
And the fact of the matter is
Before her momma or another kid at school
Tells her about the fallacy that 1 race rules over the other
Shed be a much-better-off-left fool (face the music)
If we never heard about the evils that those before us committed
Then how my dear, tell me now how my dear, tell me now how now would we know
And then the band say
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Race
Face the music
We all bones when we dead
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Cut me, cut u
Both the blood is red
I gotcha
Race
Race
(face the music)
D-d-down with h-i-s-t-o-r-y and all this bs propagandi
Keepin u from me and me from u as we grow
I dont wanna know (I dont wanna know)
Why those before us hated each other
Id rather believe they never did
Id rather believe (Id rather, Id rather believe)
That theres hope 4 a kid
And if he imitates the best
I guess thats what Ill try 2 be
And I will let the rest dissolve with my guitar underneath the sea
Race
(face face face face face)
Face the music (face the music)
Face the music
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Race
Face the music
We all bones when we dead
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Cut me, cut u
Both the blood is red
Get it?
Race
Got it
Race
Face the music
Race race
(face face face the music)
Race race
(face face face the music)
Race race
Race race
(face-f-face the music)
Race
song performed by by Prince
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In This Short Span..
I couldn't gather much from
This wonderful world!
As I came near to it,
It stepped back and furled.
So tiny I'm under the vastness
Of Nature and God's every craft!
I thought and knelt down,
To utter my prayer rapt.
I wanted to be one with
His colossal immense power.
I begged for his pure touch,
And blessings to shower.
'Mercy is the first virtue,
Which purifies a human mind.
You must be then near to me,
Shed your ego and be kind.
In this short span of life,
Nothing sticks to its place.
Time squeezes secs from us,
And we lag behind in race.
The milk of human kindness
Should drip in every soul,
Bad or good we can't judge
We have to play our role.
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Part Of The Wall
I know you just don't fit in,
I know no one likes you,
I know what you are going through.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Do I fit into the human race?
Or will I be part of the wall?
You were born with superpowers,
The ones that make you invisible girl,
You look at your self and say ugly,
But when I do I see beauty.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Do I fit into the human race?
Or will I be part of the wall?
You just love your self,
Cause you don't fit in,
Yeah, I know what that fells like.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Do I fit into the human race?
Or will I be part of the wall?
Close your eyes,
And think of the friends you have,
Laughing with you,
You are popular in my eyes.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Do I fit into the human race?
Or will I be part of the wall?
You are the wall paper,
Reds, green, and blue,
You might never fit in,
But don't worry,
I'll be friends with you.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Do I fit into the human race?
Or will I be part of the wall?
Ohhhhhhh
La, la, la, la, la
Ohhhhhhh
La, la, la, la, la
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Do I fit into the human race?
Or will I be part of the wall?
poem by Brianna King
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Chosen People
Chosen People
because God needs
a fine example to
show to the human race
righteousness translates
into his blessings
and thieveries, his retributions
and above all, that he is
full of love and compassion
for what he has created
but no nonsense when it comes
to polishing them up for
a place in the heavens
Chosen too are those
given only the opportunity
to watch, read or experience first hand
God's save the human race dramas
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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