Epistle ll
everything's interconnected:
sex and procreation unlinked
then faith in immortality is shaken-
how nervous we get!
for faith relies on earthly correlates
via blood-lines and genome, does it not?
question that and you question
the point of life itself.
there go the churches and temples.
there go coercion, guilt, shame.
there go the shifting backdrops of existence
so depended upon as cues.
there goes the price of gasoline.
there go advertising and the press.
there goes television and magazines.
And, approaching the Pascalian paradigm
we even begin to wonder what
on earth we're doing this for-
getting up in the morning and so forth-
since the distraction of that willing bondage
(willing and necessary)
supplants the need and eventually even the urge
to think-the task of the nimblest,
the only act with governable outcome.
Think architecture-'frozen music', as Goethe called it-
yielding pyramid, parthenon, Hagia Sophia
(we're all in this together)
of ritual-purpose, but nonetheless
the product of thinking
and logic-the mathematics of language
the language of men amenable to logic-
God! what if the god-like task of thinking
was the primary end of humankind
instead of hamburgers and overtime?
and looking for someone to pay the bills
in exchange for sex?
What if....
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Well it was not exactly a dissertation in logic, at least not the kind of logic you would find in Whitehead and Russell's Principia Mathematica for instance. It looked more like mathematics; no formalized language was used.
quote by Alonzo Church
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Heavens Here On Earth
You can look to the stars in search of the answers
Look for God and life on distant planets
Have your faith in the ever after
While each of us holds inside the map to the labyrinth
And heavens here on earth
We are the spirit the collective conscience
We create the pain and the suffering and the beauty in this world
Heavens here on earth
In our faith in humankind
In our respect for what is earthly
In our unfaltering belief in peace and love and understanding
Ive seen and met angels wearing the disguise
Of ordinary people leading ordinary lives
Filled with love, compassion, forgiveness and sacrifice
Heavens in our hearts
In our faith in humankind
In our respect for what is earthly
In our unfaltering belief in peace and love and understanding
Look around
Believe in what you see
The kingdom is at hand
The promised land is at your feet
We can and will become what we aspire to be
If heavens here on earth
If we have faith in humankind
And respect for what is earthly
And an unfaltering belief that truth is divinity
And heavens here on earth
Ive seen spirits
Ive met angels
Ive touched creations beautiful and wondrous
Ive been places where I question all I think I know
But I believe, I believe, I believe this could be heaven
We are born inside the gates with the power to create life
And to take it away
The world is our temple
The world is our church
Heavens here on earth
If we have faith in humankind
And respect for what is earthly
And an unfaltering belief
In peace and love and understanding
This could be heaven here on earth
Heavens in our heart
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Neither Aristotelian nor Russellian rules give the exact logic of any expression of ordinary language; for ordinary language has no exact logic.
quote by Peter Frederick Strawson
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Logic suffers
Desire blurs the logic.
Passion wounds the logic.
Fear maims the logic.
Rage kills the logic.
They spring from instincts
To protect the self
And hence ignore the logic.
Logic is meant for the third person.
24.06.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Happier
logic can be so tiring,
though sweet and straightforward
but it can be too exacting
and sometimes it does not work for us
it serves us a bowl of
destruction
less the imagination
hating the temporary cure of a fantasy
an illusion of glass
and light
and the provision for smell
of rare oils of lavender and
lemon
do you know that i have given too much reasoning
in exchange for the cold glass of
passivity?
i mean, just sitting down thinking about nothing
discarding the formula for living
like a bowl of clay under the sun
containing upon itself the song and caress of
sunlight
so gentle like a waft of air
around its ring
it is when i discharge what i have
when i surrender what i think i must be
that i become
fully alive
logic can be murderous
not allowing any twist of fate
on solid predictions
of this and that
with no allowance for a miracle
logic can kill us
how can it entertain other possibilities?
it is all numbers and facts
for which life is not.
i embrace possibilities now
as logic taunts and laughs
i am patient, i listen, i entertain what is hidden
from the grasp of the hands of theorems.
you see, i am relaxed, you should see the smile in my face
happier than the morning sun
the morning daisy.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Father why have you forsaken me?
Faith is believing something which you can't question
........ not even classified as a blind obedient of what you believed
........ it is an inner self manifestation of the soul that reveals that only
........ your heart can define and fulfillment is rewarding beyond the
........ earthly prizes, so mysterious that no exact word can described
........ the meaning of faith
heavenly language are so simple that, only through following the foot
........ steps of the prophets, faith can be understood: the Bible, the
........ Qu'ran, the Torah has revealed and guided us the ingredients to
........ achieve perfection, the ancient wisdom provides the faithful
........ the way to live in human form of holiness
Jesus, is reflected in the scripture as the man who perfected his faith,
........ in the calvary of pain, suffering and that only our hearts can felt
........ a life that human has power to resist and define the essence of
........ self-giving through the wisdom of our faith, a sacrifice that brings
........ the meaning of the cross, a man who is willing to give his precious
........ blood
the significance of the cross, lay down the openness of our heart, our
........ hope, our faith, our future, even the human suffering we encounter
........ and along the road to calvary, all are equal, regarless of race, sex
........ religions and faith we possess
in the high-way, towards the vertical and horizontal horizon of direction
........ the cross gives us the sign that its only by meeting others in the
........ crossroad we will find the meaning of existence.... Jesus showed
........ us the way....like Him....we too shout.........Father why have you......
forsaken me?
poem by Antonio Liao
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Language is remarkable, except under the extreme constraints of mathematics and logic, it never can talk only about what it's supposed to talk about but is always spreading around.
quote by Howard Nemerov
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The want of logic annoys. Too much logic bores. Life eludes logic, and everything that logic alone constructs remains artificial and forced.
quote by Andre Gide
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Logic And Love
Logic And Love
(Feldman Chandler)
Love and logic just don't go together
Try to force it, you'll be trying forever
Why discuss it when you're missing the point
Girl
Forget the fakin' all I care is that you're
Chorus:
Making all the right moves
You're making all the moves that hit the spot
You're speaking only half-truths girl
Just tell me all the things I like a lot
Stop thinking you're much too intense
Don't even try to make love make sense
Don't even try to make love make sense
Don't even try to say we're just good friends
Logic and love clash in your head
You don't see reason you just see red
We could argue 'till you're blue in the face girl
The time you're taking is the time you could be
Repeat Chorus
I'm talking logic and love
I'm talking logic and love
Our scientific world demands that everything's
explained
You're an ultra-modern girl
But can't you see there's nothing to be gained
In analyzing love
You're making only false moves
But everything you do still hits the spot
And do you know what that proves girl
That love is far away the best we got, you know
The best of lovers don't have to be friends
Don't even try to make love make sense
Don't even try to make love make sense
Don't even try to say we're just good friends
Don't even try to make love make sense
Don't even try girl don't pretend
I'm talking logic and love
I'm talking logic and love
Logic and love
Logic and love
song performed by by Wang Chung
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"WHAT language is thine, O sea?" "The language of eternal question." "What language is thy answer, O sky? "The language of eternal silence."
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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Ye of Little Faith
I want to say, there's hope in God
To ye of little faith
Now little faith beats none at all
For little faith means safe.
But ye of little faith can grow
Into a mustard tree
When exchanged for the faith of God
Little faith shall no longer be.
So, the little faith you have
You can exchange for greater worth;
And you shall speak as Yeshua did
When He created Earth.
poem by Richard Merrell
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Cant Help Thinking About Me
Question-time that says I brought dishonour
My heads bowed in shame
It seems that Ive blackened the family name
Mother says that she cant stand the neighbours talking
Ive gotta pack my bags, leave this home, start walking, yeah
Im guilty
I wish that I was sorry this time
I wish that I could pay for my crime
I cant help thinking about me
I cant help thinking about me
I cant help thinking about me
Remember when we used to go to church on sundays
I lay awake at night, terrified of school on mondays
Oh, but its too late now
I wish I was a child again
I wish I felt secure again
I cant help thinking about me
I cant help thinking about me
I cant help thinking about me
As I pass a recreation ground
I remember my friends, always been found and I cant
I cant help thinking about me
I cant help thinking about me
I cant help thinking about me
Now I leave them all in the never never land
The station seems so cold the tickets in my hand
My girl calls my name hi dave
Drop in, see around, come back
If youre this way again
Oh, Im on my own
Ive got a long way to go
I hope I make it on my own
I cant help thinking about me
I cant help thinking about me
I cant help thinking about me
I cant help thinking about me
I cant help thinking about me
song performed by by David Bowie
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Who Am I?
Rene Descartes popularized
The phrase: Cogito ergo sum-
I think therefore I am. How wise!
If I’m thinking, then it’s presumed
That I exist because of “I”
The one doing the thinking.
On this point we see eye to eye;
Even so, it begs questioning
Beyond my very existence;
That is, the question: who am I?
A query asked with persistence.
What does “buried beneath” imply?
Does it mean “core sense” of myself
Or an illusion of one’s self?
poem by Albert Ahearn
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All Things All Persons Are Interconnected
in truth all of us are related, interconnected, by blood, by flesh,
by thought, by the mere idea of interconnection we are all
interconnected,
on the philosophy of language
unless we are interconnected there
should have been no word as
interconnected,
soon you will discover that there is a thin line connecting your
eyelash to the tip of you toe that when you cut a dead nail
a tear may fall
unseen tears
that your dream may not even notice,
the butterfly to the star,
the star to the starfish
the atom to the the moon
the foxhole to the blackhole of this universe,
the lullabye of mother
to the hum of the earth
well detected by our human ears
that too the sun
has ears and fingers of its own
or the stars its sewing needles
that fall from the dark night skies,
my mind away many many miles from you
is interconnected
to your longing,
my death is your death too
and my dream of being reborn
is relative to the dusts
rested on your feet,
we are interconnected and soon we will know
that we are one
that this river that we pass for a hundred times
seen from above
this earth
is just one winding river
that we step upon
our eyes duped by all these
ordinary rocks and mountains
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Grammar and logic free language from being at the mercy of the tone of voice. Grammar protects us against misunderstanding the sound of an uttered name; logic protects us against what we say have double meaning.
quote by Rosenstock-Huessy
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Prescribed Thought A Prescribed Mode Of Action
There is no such a thing
There is no such a thing as a most natural way
There is no such a thing as a most natural way of expressing a thought
There is no such a thing as a most natural way of expressing a thought a mode of action
There is no such a thing as a most natural way of expressing a thought a mode of action a form of logic
After so much thought
After so much thought about loneliness
It becomes apparent
Logic can no longer be relied upon
Logic can no longer be relied upon as a base for studying the structure of language
The structure of my poetry
The structure of my soul
The structure of my God
I dare think
I dare to know
I dare to think
I will not be hardwired from the thinking of my birth rising from some dogmatic slumber.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A set thinking machine
the world
is a mass
of logic
man is
too a mass
of logic
nature is a
set thinking
machine
man
the privilege
to go both ways
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Feeling The River Flowing Inside Me
I didn't think about whether I was writing poems.
I was thinking.
And the more I was thinking,
the more there was I didn't understand
— David Anti
did i have as my goal to understand?
no it isn't, it is merely to feel how i feel,
and keep a record about it,
i write like a river, actually
i do not know where i am going,
i just go with the flow, i close my eyes
and feel the
flow, and not ask where am i going?
for that is not the question
and there will be no answers, nothing specific
it is only the flow, and the sound, and the color and
the scent,
i am told, all rivers go to the sea
it is the truth, and i do not question it.
i do not ask any understanding about the sea when i arrive there.
again it is just a feeling.
perhaps, you may change the term
it is possibly faith
understated.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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But however measurable, there is much more life in music than mathematics or logic ever dreamed of.
quote by Gabriel Marcel
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Silence
[verse]
Take
Take till there's nothing
Nothing to turn to
Nothing when you get through
Won't you break
Scattered pieces of all I've been
Bowing to all I've been
Running to
Where are you?
Where are you?
[verse]
Did you leave me unbreakable?
You leave me frozen?
I've never felt so cold
I thought you were silent
And I thought you left me
For the wreckage and the waste
On an empty beach of faith
Was it true?
[chorus]
Cuz I...I got a question
I got a question
Where are you?
[verse]
Scream
Deeper I wanna scream
I want you to hear me
I want you to find me
Cuz I...I want to believe
But all I pray is wrong
And all I claim is gone
[chorus]
And I...I got a question
I got a question
Where are you?
Yeah....yeah
And where...I...I got a question
I got a question
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
song performed by by Jars Of Clay from The Eleventh Hour
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