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In the days (and who
dare count them?) before
The First Day of Creation (Official)
God spent some time (though
of course, to Him, timeless..)
allowing for eventualities:
and devised a plan whereby
the Unbounded should be presented
in Creation as The Absolute Maximum
which He planned to be identical to
The Absolute Minimum…
chuckling to Himself (Who else?) ,
‘That’ll keep those atheist scientists
occupied… though of course
the philosophers and priests may have
their work cut out… but then,
that could be beneficial…’
All that now remained (I’m told)
for God (who's infinitely generous,
yet loves the economical)
to package this in the most practical form…
not – as I’m sure you’ll realise –
an easy task, given His boundless nature…
so – allowing for the inevitable compromise –
stuffed it all into a Revelation suitcase
called the cosmos… sighed; anticipated problems;
but saw that it was – given the circumstances –
good;
waited for His image, Man, to call it
The Cosmos; and watches with benevolent smile
as men explain it all to one another..
[With acknowledgements to Saint Nicholas of Cusa,
who spotted some of this..]
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XCVIII: Absolutely Relative
Expensive is absolute, cheap is relative
Far is absolute, near is relative
Ugly is absolute, beauty is relative
Weird is absolute, crazy is relative
Stubborn is absolute, brave is relative
Stupid is absolute, smart is relative
Weak is absolute, strong is relative
Old is absolute, mature is relative
Lose is absolute, win is relative
Rich is absolute, poor is relative
Sad is absolute, happy is relative
Misfortune is absolute, lucky is relative
Safe is absolute, fear is relative
Love is absolute, hate is relative
Important is absolute, forgotten is relative
Easy is absolute, difficult is relative
Wrong is absolute, right is relative
Bad is absolute, good is relative
Lie is absolute, truth is relative
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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0012 Creation?
Creation out of
nothing, nowhere, no-whence?
How much more intriguing
and possible,
even probable,
if Creation came out of
everything, everywhere,
everythere, everywhence..
alltime, allspace, all,
which is after all - or before all -
what we all wish to return to,
enjoy, and be, and know…
scientists, why not meet
philosophers, worshippers,
and poets, where Creation is all
just a great big work of art
made out of forever-love and therefore-law, as
one and all?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Aurobindo 119 Savitri Book 7
An appreciation on Savitri-
Book Seven: The Book of Yoga
Canto Six: Nirvana and the Discovery of the All-Negating Absolute
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's
'For the Eternal's powers are like himself,
Timeless in the Timeless, in Time ever born.'
'This too she saw that all in outer mind
Is made, not born, a product perishable,
Forged in the body's factory by earth-force.
This mind is a dynamic small machine
Producing ceaselessly, till it wears out,
With raw material drawn from the outside world, '
'When least defaced, then is it most divine.
Although his ego claims the world for its use,
Man is a dynamo for the cosmic work;
Nature does most in him, God the high rest: '
'This independent, once a power supreme,
Self-born before the universe was made,
Accepting cosmos, binds himself Nature's serf
Till he becomes her freedman-or God's slave.'
'This is the appearance in our mortal front;
Our greater truth of being lies behind:
Our consciousness is cosmic and immense,
'But only when we break through Matter's wall
In that spiritual vastness can we stand
Where we can live the masters of our world
And mind is only a means and body a tool.'
How intense we should be to break through Matter's wall..!
'Our spirit's truth lives in the naked self
And from that height, unbound, surveys the world.
Out of the mind she rose to escape its law'
'High she attained and stood from Nature free'
'All now was a wide mighty vacancy, '
'For still was far the repose of the Absolute'.....
............My consciousness this moment,
O'Guru, I'm in awe....in invincible heights
Ineffable Thee embellishing poetic creation
My inquisitive apprehension, erring Thee may opine
May thereso, let Savitri in my self arise
Aroused thereso be knowledge and fortune
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Ignoring Creation’s Witness
Look about you, what do you see, creation about us abundantly,
From the sky above, to the ground, God’s Creation is all around;
From the grass plush and green, to blue sky above every scene,
God’s Creation all about the earth, is evidence of Creation’s birth.
When God spoke, it had begun; creating this world, with His Son,
As God continued for six days, with all Creation, to God’s Praise;
Saying, as God capped His Plan, in Our Image, let us create man,
Finishing Creation with His best, on day seven He then would rest.
Now with Creation set in place, it continues this day by His Grace,
While producing all kinds of life, to be sustained by Jesus Christ;
Nature from God pleasing to the eye, from the ground to the sky,
Birds, animals and vegetation, all produced within God’s Creation.
Nothing at all, has evolved, except minds, which haven’t resolved,
What to do with all God’s Truth, to validate a theory with no proof,
With an evolving, darkened mind, they leave logical Truths behind,
Deceiving, while being deceived, God’s Truth, they never believed.
But, even if God, these men refuse, all men will be without excuse,
Whatever theory these men claim, they’ll hang their head in shame,
For our Creator won’t be mocked, and they’ll be eternally shocked,
As they depart from His Majesty, to enter a darker, eternal destiny.
(Copyright ©04/2010)
I believe in the cosmos. All of us are linked to the cosmos. Look at the sun. If there is no sun, then we cannot exist. So nature is my god. To me, nature is sacred. Trees are my temples and forests are my cathedrals.
quote by Mikhail Gorbachev
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Here Only Image Plays Like Puppet!
Diving deep into own,
eyes learn to look into far,
beyond the horizon into cosmos,
matter from several galaxies,
light from several stars,
filtered by earth and air
keep you alive here,
several celestial bodies,
working silently to fill breath in your life,
look your form is in cosmos,
here only image plays like puppet,
for the divine unknown, working!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Time And Space
Time and Space existed
Before the First Creation,
Before the First Cause,
And the First Consequence,
Of The Divine Thought,
At the Dark Night of Nothingness,
When only silences prevailed,
So these are not a Creation,
If not a creation then Creator,
The First and the Last,
The Innermost and the Outermost:
The Being that stretched
Beyond limits of the man-made
Figures and standards
Billions, trillions or zillions.
These are the two Facets
Of the same Thought,
Of The same Being: The Creator,
The First and the Last,
The Innermost and the Outermost,
The Final Reality of the Universe,
And the Reality beyond the Cosmos.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Analog or Digital
Digital is absolute, on or off, zero or infinity.
Analog is steadily changing, never absolute.
Cyberpunk is climbing towards reality with novelty.
Do we see it as an end point or another transition?
Is science fiction imagination or prediction?
Does it depend on the human motive or imagination?
What is the nature of reality?
All of creation is good, even upon death.
All is potential, nothing is dead.
Even upon death, these things persist.
We speak in absolutes. We think in absolutes.
Or we think in analog, hopefully.
Both are valuable and detrimental.
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God's Creation
God’s tiny creatures are everywhere, on all the lands and in the air.
Everywhere you look there’s proof, of God’s Creation and His Truth.
Various creatures in a wide array, are on this earth and on display.
Placed by God for all men to see, while pointing hearts to eternity.
They are placed by God’s hand, as evidence to help all understand,
That all of creation is of The Lord, and it is a truth, not to be ignored.
As all will stand before The Creator, but do all accept Him as Savior?
The Truth alone will judge all men, as all theories will be condemned.
Men may deny all of God’s Truth, but they will stand without excuse.
For God says through revelation, Truth is stamped on His Creation.
Learned men can not comprehend, real truth, not devised by them.
And God’s Truth stands on its own, and it exists through God alone.
All God’s Truth and eternal design, goes far above the learned mind.
It’s only simple faith that you need, to look at creation and to believe,
That The Eternal God created it all, for man all alone is awfully small.
And the man’s mind is smaller still, that continues to reject God’s will.
God’s existence does not need man, but we were put into God’s plan.
God will continue on, they will see; continue on through all of Eternity.
It’s those who reject God’s Creation, who can’t embrace His Salvation.
But they will understand and will see, that He’s The God of all Eternity.
(Copyright ©10/2005)
To say a poem is absolute is saying nothing, because an ink blot can be absolute. Yet you put into it what you like. So it becomes totally relative.
quote by Nicholas Mosley
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Big Bang Jest Gest Second Guessed
Big Bang banned NOTHING as Creation's span
from cosmos chased dark vacuum. Uber plan,
figment fragment second-guessed,
sparked space displacement festive.
From chaos mess congestive -
stupendous test suggestive
of universal fractal fest
stimulated chance dance gest
of galaxies ignoring rest
to travel time as time began
creation's atomic also-ran.
Reality, Dreams, team in quest,
until East, West, tempestive
absorb North's South's protestive
poly dimensions restive.
till contestants request
inquest.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Mother Moment
What's nature's decree
Is but an image of you
Already containing me,
Not brought, on my own come,
As flesh's truth at mother moment,
In the process of creation
As you conceived life. that splits by itself into,
Two from one- wonderful economy
Of providence, to make a life for me,
Snapping blood cord to deliver
A mother to her baby, allowing the new born
To create a mother.
poem by Yoonoos Peerbocus
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Creation
Why and wherefore of creation
has defied human comprehension.
Mystics and sages have speculated
Scientists have deliberated.
Unborn, Unoriginated and Unseeable
Existed ONE before all existance;
Breathing in the breathless space:
A void:
ONE's transcendant expansion
resulting in the Creation
All in One and One in all
So came cosmic Existance,
ONE's own desired manifestation.
A desire and a creation! !
Or was it the WORD
Big Bang or the Sound,
That created Existance out of non-existance,
A cosmic manifestation;
Having a beginning yet timeless;
Bound in space yet limitless;
Finite infinity:
A transitory illusion and yet a reality,
Creation beyond description
Soldiers, when committed to a task, can't compromise. It's unrelenting devotion to the standards of duty and courage, absolute loyalty to others, not letting the task go until it's been done.
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Light Cosmos Star Symphonies
God is the law of my life all mystery life
I a stone dropped into still pool a knife...
water ripples spread out epic void cross
patterns waves intrigue beg star solutions.
God's plan creation stretches across cosmos
clusters colours of inspiring galaxies universes
fill all perceptive hearts with joyous questions
God's beauty in design within my heart thunders.
God's beauty in design in nature children women
especially touches my heart soul intrigued smitten.
Diversity in all growth choices follows rule rains
desert sands bewilders when sudden growth flowers
often life puzzles has beguiled stolen countless hours
solutions harmonic sing light cosmos star symphonies.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Shaken in bed
I lay completely shaken in bed
So many years have been passed
The past is not allowing me to sleep
Even though I have tried desperately to give slip
They were days of full boom
I was at full of my youth and remained in room
Totally unconcerned with out side world
As it seemed to me nothing and very cold
I was dragged into controversy
As I had been drawn into by beauty
I was all in for attaining her by all means
She was not easy pry to lay a hand and declare win
Some notorious idea ran in mind
It all pushed me to dark side and made blind
It I was not to get her then nobody would
Even if I have to starve for the want of food
That devilish idea had made me completely ruined
I was in no peace and absolutely out of mind
I was more of her than more of me
Totally blinded and absolute slave not feeling free
She may her compelling reasons
She was not at all conceding to me as nice person
I had rage within but restrained with calm
Many times I glanced with lines in the palm
Nothing was read clearly as palmists sometimes claim
I was curiously trying at them but not to blame
As it happens in the final love stage
I was not at all to be confused with age
I shelved the idea of pursuing
With sole purposed of no threat issuing
It was pure intention of allowing her own way
I was slowly drifting and staying away
Now many years later I am still hunted by memory
Even though I am happy at this age and feel no sorry
As those were the days of prime youth and adventure
I was not all concerned with career and bright future
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Rejecting Paradise Eternity
when we consider
hardships sacrifices
of passion souls
seeking a road
to enlightenment
saving grace
allowing entrance
to heaven consider
God’s plan sacrifice
of a pure immortal
voluntary reparation
soul passion
of Christ
absorbing all sin
into his immaculate
soul
dying a perfect
soul
sin sacrifice
to absolve
all humanities
sins
then wonder
fills
conceived
conceited
knowledge
understanding
how easy
to accept
an undeserved
gift
of forgiveness
yet
how few are
prepared
to be reborn
again
accepting
Christ
remaking
truth
creation
philosophy
religion in
their own image
terms rejecting
paradise eternity
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Cosmos
a speck the like of a
glittering 0.2 carat diamond
this whole plane - the entire cosmos
in the sky of god's creation
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Mystics Contemplate The Perfection Of Mary
there are mystics born knowing shadows
there are mystics esoteric knowledge trained
mystics visionary attain redeemed harmony
a new state to replace perfect an original state
of Edenic innocence a new state allowing God
new redeemed individual birth creation souls
self-awareness interacting with a creation
both part of and distinct from Father fire
Christ light Holy Spirit living principle a
divine life infusing God interactive in flesh
allowing free will to become the most important
gift God gives to creation humanity allowing
each individual human being to seek divine
grace as a deliberate choice while still allowing
humans to remain individuals as God offers
parent love to humanity an incarnation Christ
shares our suffering as God bears a suffering
incorporate now a necessary part of creation
in Christ a new harmony became possible
Son of God became human through a Virgin
Mary like all other women born human in
flesh subject to sin elected through grace to
inherit a sinless state Mary did not transform
the Word the Word transformed child Mary
Holy Spirit came down upon was poured out upon
Mary as Holy Spirit upon all reborn true Christians
is poured out for the will the glory of our Father God
First stanza quoted from the poem ‘Mystics Redeemed Attain Harmony’ by Terence George Craddock. For a reference to the power of interactive Holy Spirit read Luke 1: 26-34, Matthew 1: 18-25, John: 1: 9-17, Acts 2: 1 18.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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My earliest poems sing of the absolute necessity of allowing love to invade and pervade one's life. That can make the miracle happen in reality. Try it.
quote by James Broughton
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