There are three classes of intellects: one which comprehends by itself; another which appreciates what others comprehend; and a third which neither comprehends by itself nor by the showing of others; the first is the most excellent, the second is good, and the third is useless.
Niccolo Machiavelli in The Prince
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There are three classes of intellects one which comprehends by itself another which appreciates what others comprehend and a third which neither comprehends by itself nor by the showing of others the first is the most excellent, the second is good, and the third is useless.
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We cannot comprehend what comprehends us.
quote by Wendell Berry
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(The) Fate of Fatal Lovers
Fated to be in a togetherness...
No one comprehends but them.
The fate of fatal lovers,
In a relationship
Others tell them not meant to be.
There is too much abuse done publicly.
And in private this feeds a romance...
Enhanced by physical foreplay,
Some say is quite sick.
They both inflict scars and wounds.
This attraction seems to be headed for doom.
But no one can see,
After the slapping and blackened eyes...
The love between them made!
Fated to be in a togetherness...
No one comprehends but them.
It just needs less notoriety.
With a maturity that has yet to begin.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Music is the one incorporeal entrance into the higher world of knowledge which comprehends mankind but which mankind cannot comprehend.
quote by Ludwig van Beethoven
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Music - The one incorporeal entrance into the higher world of knowledge which comprehends mankind but which mankind cannot comprehend.
quote by Ludwig van Beethoven
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Music--the one incorporeal entrance into the higher world of knowledge, which comprehends mankind, but which mankind cannot comprehend.
quote by Ludwig van Beethoven
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Music, verily, is the mediator between intellectual and sensuous life... the one incorporeal entrance into the higher world of knowledge which comprehends mankind but which mankind cannot comprehend.
quote by Ludwig van Beethoven
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There are three kinds of intelligence: one kind understands things for itself, the other appreciates what others can understand, the third understands neither for itself nor through others. This first kind is excellent, the second good, and the third kind useless.
quote by Niccolo Machiavelli
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I say, life and figure are distinct attributes of one substance, and as one and the same body may be transmuted into all kinds of figures; and as the perfecter figure comprehends that which is more imperfect; so one and the same body may be transmuted from one degree of life to another more perfect, which always comprehends in it the inferior.… the case is the same in diverse degrees of life, which have indeed a beginning, but no end; so that the creature is always capable a farther and perfecter degree of life, ad infinitum, and yet can never attain to be equal with God; for he is still infinitely more perfect than a creature, in its highest elevation or perfection, even as a globe is the most perfect of all other figures, unto which none can approach.
quote by Anne Conway
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Art! Who comprehends her? With whom can one consult concerning this great goddess?
quote by Ludwig van Beethoven
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Comprehends
Comprehends,
Physical,
Spiritual,
Acknowledge;
Yahweh is the Giver of all things!
But the greediness of mankind on this earth had left many to be poor! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Already Had To Be Used
A quality achieve will not leave,
Because of how it is rated.
Or placed on a list.
Ratings and kept lists,
Does not prove one comprehends,
With either common sense or intelligence.
Some flavors that may or may not taste better,
Aren't given that opportunity...
Until folks get bored with familiarity.
To then welcome more variety and spice they do,
In their lives seeking something different...
That does not necessarily have to be good,
But chosen over something proven to be dependable.
And this is nothing new to those who have already had...
To be used,
Their fifteen minutes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dangerous
A mind that knows,
The definition of conformity
And comprehends who benefits,
With full pockets unwilling to share.
Staring at faces not reflecting theirs,
Is dangerous for those who find themselves...
Opposed and hoarding!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's In The Message
It's in the message that is a benefit.
It's in the message that is left that is effective,
If...
The one who comprehends the message meant.
And...
If the message sent to them makes any sense.
And...
The understanding of it doesn't get them bent,
Out of shape.
Or brings heartache.
And that message is received,
As a gift to take.
It's in the message that is a benefit.
It's in the message that is left that is effective,
If...
The one who comprehends the message meant.
And...
If the message sent to them makes any sense.
And...
The understanding of it doesn't get them bent,
Out of shape.
Or brings heartache.
And the message is received,
As a gift to take.
It's in the message that arrives...
And one will take.
It's in the message that delivers...
A statement made!
And taken...
As a gift!
Yes,
It's in the message that is a benefit.
And...
It's in the message for the one who makes some sense of it.
And admits,
It benefits...
To believe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No One Comprehends
To say with hollow meaning,
Something thought to be believed...
Leaves many bewildered,
By the degree of shallowness
Only one dares to wear upon one's chest.
As profound sentiments,
Spoken.
But no one comprehends,
On the surface.
Or gives time to 'get'
Even if depth is suspected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's Cool
It's cool,
If there's no content...
In what you say or do.
It's cool,
If no one comprehends,
With a meaning that's approved.
No one carries a single thought
To improve a life so screwed.
It's cool,
If there's no content...
In what you say or do.
It's cool,
If no one comprehends,
With a meaning that's approved.
No one carries a single thought
No one carries a single thought
No one carries a single thought
To improve a life so screwed.
It's cool,
If there's no content...
In what you say or do.
It's cool,
If no one comprehends,
With a meaning that's approved.
No one carries a single thought
No one carries a single thought
No one carries a single thought
To improve a life so screwed.
No one carries a single thought
No one carries a single thought
No one carries a single thought
To improve a life so screwed.
It's cool
No one has a single thought
It's cool
No one has a single thought
It's cool
No one has a single thought
To improve a life so screwed.
It's cool,
If there's no content...
In what you say or do.
It's cool,
If no one comprehends,
With a meaning that's approved.
No one carries a single thought
To improve a life so screwed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Startle
So long as the tongue
Was in place
No holocaust was evident
Tourism was a synonym
of progress
and not of unsung show
Who knows the ultimate
Comprehends the startle --
Once the fingers of the palm
Spreads like the tongue
Dawn comes
Along your forefinger
H a t r e d.
poem by Choudhuri Sukumar
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Just Wanting To Be Understood
No one understands
No one comprehends the pain I feel
No one cares
What happens to me
No one cares
How I end up
Anger running so deep inside
I've been hurt on too many times
Pain strikes with every thought
Of how life used to be
Friends and loved ones lost
Relationships once had ignited
Everything in life killed
By one feeling
ANGER
Pain streaks through my veins
As I try to feel what I used to
As I try to imagine
The good old days
When everything was better
When someone actually cared
The pain never leaves
From way back when
Images stuck in my head
Thoughts never said
Life sinks into a hole
No one notices what happened
Disappeared and never returned
Best friends never again
More pain hits
Nothing ever the same
Anger so deep you want to kill
Given the chance you probably will
Hatred, pain, past memories relived
Wondering what is in store
How you hate the life you live
Want to hide
And never return
Die and never be seen
Live a different life than you lead
Get out and roam
You've tried before
Never quite got out that door
Always one more thing to do
Never time for just you
No one ever seems to care
Life was better somewhere else
Death seems so much better
But deep down inside
You know it's no the answer
Get out you scream
To your pain
Leave forever
And come not again
Hatred is the cause of this all
Nothing understood by those who care
They don't seem to know you're there
They hear but don't understand
They see but don't comprehend
Life so simple never repaired
Everything seems so useless there
Killing all around us
Between ourselves
Wanting to get out
Of this world we live
Death seems the answer
Yet never said
Tried so hard but never won
Anger towards ones your supposed to love
No more trust
To him you give
Hurt you one to many times
Permanent was the pain
Bruises from his anger you recieve
More anger you then get
Killing not the answer here
Wishing it was
So you could be free
One more freedom you would get
If he weren't around to hit
Anger can't be released anymore
Trouble is caused to much
Always more pain from it
What to do you do not know
Leaving for good would be so great
Getting out of something so bad
Worse than thousand about to die
poem by Dani Sears
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Thought Process
I did not come to entertain you.
You have been detained.
To inspect for a thought process...
You may or may not possess.
And if you display,
Any of that in depth!
You may be held suspect...
For having a mind,
That comprehends respect.
Do you realize how many,
Have not passed this test?
And if you give me eye contact...
I will know you are not among the rest.
So many have done their best,
To avoid any thinking at all...
That involves a comprehension,
Requiring them to digest!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Why Pull The Blind?
reading can be a window
through which the mind sees
startling bright new images
comprehends amazing ideas
the gift of vibrant imagination
is another looking glass window
into morals fables ideals truth
so why tell children to pull the blind?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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