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Mind In Circles

A circle decomposes into a triangle,
This shape made my mind abnormal.

poem by Naveed Akram
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The debris

The triangle laughed at the circle,
“You aren’t as sharp”
The circle retorted, “You aren’t symmetrical either.”
“Your path is not straight, ” said the triangle.
“Yours have abrupt turns, ” said the circle.
A quarrel serves detecting demerits
And leaving debris of pleasantness.
16.06.2007

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Schoolchildren Singing Particle Man

Particle man, particle man
Doing the things a particle can
Whats he like? its not important
Particle man
Is he a dot, or is he a speck?
When hes underwater does he get wet?
Or does the water get him instead?
Nobody knows, particle man
Triangle man, triangle man
Triangle man hates particle man
They have a fight, triangle wins
Triangle man
Universe man, universe man
Size of the entire universe man
Usually kind to smaller man
Universe man
Hes got a watch with a minute hand,
Millenium hand and an eon hand
When they meet its a happy land
Powerful man, universe man
Person man, person man
Hit on the head with a frying pan
Lives his life in a garbage can
Person man
Is he depressed or is he a mess?
Does he feel totally worthless?
Who came up with person man?
Degraded man, person man
Triangle man, triangle man
Triangle man hates person man
They have a fight, triangle wins
Triangle man

song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Particle Man

song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Highly Ambitious Dot

the lowly dot
learns that ambition is a virtue
and so one day
it rolls itself upon itself
until it becomes a line
and then it runs and struggles
and chases and rises and stretches
and curls and winds itself upon itself
until it becomes a shape
until it learns the best shape to be in
a circle that feeds upon its own shape
until it become a sphere
a ball
a rubber ball until it becomes
a bouncing ball
bouncing and bouncing until it masters
the tricks of being the most
important circle
the earth

where you live.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Blaise Pascal used to mark with charcoal the walls of his playroom, seeking a means of making a circle perfectly round and a triangle whose sides and angle were all equal. He discovered these things for himself and then began to seek the relationship which existed between them. He did not know any mathematical terms and so he made up his own. Using these names he made axioms and finally developed perfect demonstrations, until he had come to the thirty-second proposition of Euclid.

quote by C.M. Cox
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Love triangle

How do you face him?
When you are facing me
you see two, forgetting theres three
you look at him but you look at me.
you have access to the door handle
believing you are inside the right angle
I make up the numbers in this triangle
and you know I can not open the doors
so you come to my side
when he doesnt come to yours
you have put him in a place he doesnt know hes in
in a love triangle its a game the cheater doesnt win
blow out your unlit candle
because theres three sides to a love triangle
oh before you go. wash your hands with the finest soap
because he cant see me and i cant see him
but you can see us both
you cant love two people. you cant.
If anyone says you can... ill still say you cant.
I dont want to touch you making sure know one sees
I dont wanna be sixty...
making up one hundred and eighty degrees.
you still dont understand do you?
because even if we were in this triangle alone
there`d still be another corner
because this triangle is a three person home

poem by Daniel McCann
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Bermuda Triangle

Music by Barry Manilow
Lyrics by Bruce Sussman & Jack Feldman
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We decide to get away
And have some fun
Book a room and catch a flight
For two weeks in the sun
She says, "Hawaii's too expensive."
I say, "Barbados isn't bad."
She says, "I'd love to see Bermuda."
And I say, "Woman, are you mad!"
Bermuda Triangle
It makes people disappear
Bermuda Triangle
Don't go too near
But she
Doesn't see my angle
And she thinks I'm being dumb
So Bermuda Triangle
Here we come!
Lying with my woman on
The island sand
I look up and see her with
A stranger, hand in hand
I see her sitting on his blanket
I see them going for a swim
And when I run to find my woman
I find her running after him!
Bermuda Triangle
Makes my woman disappear
Bermuda Triangle
Don't go too near
Looking
At it from my angle
Do you see why I'm so sad
Bermuda Triangle
Very bad!
Lying lost and lonely on
The island sand,
When a lovely stranger says
Hello and takes my hand
And soon she's sitting on my blanket
And then we're going for a swim
When I say, "what about your boyfriend?"
She turns and waves goodbye to him!
Bermuda Triangle
It makes people disappear
Bermuda Triangle
Don't go to near
But look
At it from my angle
And you'll see what I'm so glad
Now Bermuda Triangle
Not so bad!

song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Circle Dream

[ buck/drew/gustafson/augustyniak/merchant ]
[ percussion: paulinho da costa ]
I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round.
And in that circle I had made were all the worlds unformed and unborn yet.
A volume, a sphere that was the earth, that was the moon, that did revolve around my room.
I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round.
And in that circle was a maze, a terrible spiral to be lost in.
Blind in my fear, I was escaping just by feel.
But at every turn my way was sealed.
I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round.
And in that circle was a face.
Her eyes looked upon me with fondness.
Her warmth coming near, calling me sweetness, calling me dear.
But I whispered, no, I cant rest here.
I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round.

song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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The Ones Considered Once On 'Abnormal' Missions

It wasn't that long ago...
When those who regarded themselves,
Normal...
Would campaign openly against,
Those perceived as strange and individual.
Because those who did not accept,
Their restricted visions...
Were made to feel like lepers.
Who had abnormal missions.

Well, well, well...
Here we are in twenty ten.
And the ones with those 'abnormal' missions...
Seem to be more than quite normal to me.
They were the ones watching their diets and exercising.
Meditating and speaking of a higher consciousness.

And those who once lived self righteous lives,
As they passed their judgements...
While making the 'weird' ones singled out to despise.
Seem today the ones totally crazed.
The ones now wishing to get away from those like themselves.
As the ones considered once on 'abnormal' missions...
Wishing to keep their peace and distance.
With the hope those of high moral 'standards'...
Do not find them to taint!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nothing is wonderful except the abnormal and nothing is abnormal until we have grasped the norm.

C.S. Lewis in The Grand Miracle
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Maternity

There once was a Square, such a square little Square,
And he loved a trim Triangle;
But she was a flirt and around her skirt
Vainly she made him dangle.
Oh he wanted to wed and he had no dread
Of domestic woes and wrangles;
For he thought that his fate was to procreate
Cute little Squares and Triangles.

Now it happened one day on that geometric way
There swaggered a big bold Cube.
With a haughty stare and he made that Square
Have the air of a perfect boob;
To his solid spell the Triangle fell,
And she thrilled with love's sweet sickness,
For she took delight in his breadth and height -
But how she adored his thickness!

So that poor little Square just died of despair,
For his love he could not strangle;
While the bold Cube led to the bridal bed
That cute and acute Triangle.
The Square's sad lot she has long forgot,
And his passionate pretensions . . .
For she dotes on her kids-Oh such cute Pyramids
In a world of three dimensions.

poem by Robert William Service
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Born In Africa

I am born in Africa with the odd triangle,
But that is not the end of my story with you;
And i have the hope of meeting up with stars one day.
Across the ages of history are the ages of mankind,
And across the stages of my age are my dreams;
For i have to take the steps of meeting you one day.

He brews with his people and,
Every son was thrown into the river!
But the daughters were saved for love.

I have made up my mind towards you and,
My age will lead me on to the mountain of love;
For i was born in Africa with the odd triangle but,
The dreams of my mind will lead me on.

Kish, fish, dish;
1611 to the King James Version of the Bible;
But the Roman Pope ssent Augustine to convert England in 596.

I am born in Africa with hope,
And of the struggles that have made me very strong!
But like a celibate mate in a compact car,
I will rise up high above all things to meet the stars.

Of much medieval canon laws and,
What i can do in this life;
But in the era of 325,
The Council of Nicaea condemned Arianism.

How can a war be 'holy' when, people are being killed?
Maybe it is like a political inoculation to the immune system;
But, i will make it to the stars one day.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I am very abnormal... But it wasn't very long ago that I wasn't so abnormal. I was very normal and headed for a lifetime of paying medical bills as proof of my normalcy.

quote by Dirk Benedict
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It may be an extreme example brought about by abnormal circumstances - but the criteria of human rights kick in, surely, precisely when the conditions are extreme and the situation is abnormal.

quote by Breyten Breytenbach
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A Circle And A Zero

A circle and a zero
Mistaken for each other
Taunt my mind for once
And I try to flee from them.

A circle has a unique face
And a zero has many.
The wise have ever proclaimed
As they have had to say something.

In a white paper, I draw a circle
But it looks like a zero.
When I attempt the latter,
The former fades away!

I run in a circle of odds
As many a zero chases me from behind.
I sleep under a circling wheel
And the nightmare of zeroes begins to haunt me.

Who are you both gentle images?
Why are you like twins identical?
May I ask you both just once?
What do you want to do with each other?

poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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The Wheel

Free us from the sphere that surrounds us,
A shape that haunts us and decides our living.
We wanted freedom of a different sort,
A face is contorted by this freedom
And changes it to liberty, the extreme sort.
We calculate the life that begins to radiate beauty,
And inside the sphere is a circle that is perfect,
A hidden quality always worthy and special.
A circle is not a three-sided shape,
But a special line of fortune.
We can never be triangular,
It makes no sense, but the wheel is all we need
To walk in freedom all over this Earth.

poem by Naveed Akram
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The Auld Triangle

A hungry feeling
Came oer me stealing
And the mice were squeeling
In my prison cell
And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the royal canal
Oh! to start the morning
The warden bawling
Get up out of bed, you! and clean out your cell!
And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the royal canal
Oh! the screw was peeping
And the loike was sleeping
As he lay weeping
For his girl sal
And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the royal canal
On a fine spring evening
The loike lay dreaming
And the sea-gulls were wheeling
High above the wall
And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the royal canal
Oh! the wind was sighing
And the day was dying
As the loike lay crying
In his prison cell
And that auld triangle went jingle-bloody-jangle
All along the banks of the royal canal
In the womens prison
There are seventy women
And I wish it was with them
That I did dwell
Then that auld triangle could go jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the royal canal

song performed by by Pogues
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Nakama 仲間

Nakama, what a word!
So many meanings
big difference it makes
of good and bad
it's all that it takes
to feel acceptance.
The unconditionally
friendly feel of peace
when enter into:
own circle
family circle
neighbours circle
work circle
nature circle
earth circle
universe circle
am I a part of them?
If yes, then
there's the biggest
source
of happiness:
a bow: -Arigatou,
nakama desu.

poem by Elena Sandu
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Reification

For instance,
a triangle will be perceived in picture A,
although no triangle
has actually been drawn

In the same manner
must you look
at the illusory contours
of my being
through its
fingertips

Through the hairs of my skin
you must find
the wholeness of my body
these toes
these locks of hair
must you feel
everything that loves