For R.F.
this body
has no center
because it has no
edge
it has no here
and there
for if there is
how can this body
contain
a love that
has no measure?
the sun
is not the center of my universe
for i am never one
of your planets
i wish you are my star
my sun
my God
but i live and
go nowhere
to you
i understand
i am
nothing...
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Our Paranoia
the uncured disease of mankind had always been
that the earth is the center of the universe
that man is at the center of all these
that he is loved by the skies and the seas and the mountains
that i am the center of your attraction
or that i have loved you truly too
these are the demands of illusions
the sun is just one of the thousand stars
though it may be true that it is the center of our universe
that you may have loved me truly and i may think that i am the only
star in your universe
how hopeless can i be thinking that way
when the truth is just i am just a dust, a speck of this vast space of dusts
one night i stand in the middle of the grass and looked at the stars
i feel so far and so tiny just like Venus that planet that glitters in the north.
human love is as small as a grain of sand, yet somehow we imagine that
as a Saturn in the planetary system.
i am not saying the truth that indeed we are nothing but an empty sigh.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Me Against The Universe
I have traveled
for more than a millennium
to the center of space
My purpose?
My reason?
It's quite simple
yet
quite absurd
I have traveled far
through space
and time
to fight the dragon
which resides
in the center
of this universe
Oh yes
I am quite mad
Oh yes
this probably is
suicide
Do I care?
Do I fear?
I assure you
I should
BUT
I don't
I will fight
only with my mind
I will speak
only with my soul
I will challenge
only with my body
All who I am
all
who I have existed
as
All
in all
I will not back down
until there is
a victor
My eyes
are set
on this stupid goal
and I
will most likely die
But I ask you
Who else
has fought
the universe
alone?
poem by Justin Tallman Gonzalez
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At The Center Of My Being
at the center of my being
lies all my weaknesses
and if you hit it right at
bull's eye, i will surely die,
your fingers do not find me
my skins are walls.
your lips are too searching
but my tongue has curled
upon itself like a frozen meat.
your eyes try to melt me
but my mind has hardened
like a rock, you try to cradle
my body, like a swing, but
my arms have changed into
sturdy pillars
at the center of my being
there was once this queen,
she turns into a sparrow
forever taken by tomorrow.
and so no matter what you do,
nothing happens to my sorrow
at the center of my being
someone tries to call you
and smile and waive at you,
i am telling you, i do not know.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Centered
My inner light and my inner darkness.
My positive and my negative.
In the center, my neutral or balance.
My peace, will not allow my scale to tip.
Too positive, taken advantage of.
Too negative, taking advantage of.
Mind full of others, or mindless.
Full of myself and void of others.
Full of others and void of myself.
Minding my business or another's.
Apathy or arrogance.
Not centered.
But self centered, the center of attention, the center of the universe.
If others are my universe, then I don't know who I am.
I am lost.
I find myself.
I create my universe.
If I worry about where I have been, or where I am going,
Then I cannot just be.
A creation with too many directions.
What I became, is first,
What I become, is last,
What I be, is now.
Which is all I truly only have.
Where I have been,
Where I am going.
Is the end of where I was.
The beginning of where I will be.
And the revelation of where I am at.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Where Are We In This Too Large Universe?
WHERE ARE WE IN THIS TOO LARGE UNIVERSE?
Where are we in this too large universe?
Once they told us we were the center
And in our little time all History turning -
Now even Time has gone far beyond us
And our little interval
Is so so so so small
We will be gone before even the closest galaxy to ours knows it –
Once we were the meaning of it all
And now we are a question
And a transition we ourselves may make to something senselessly strange-
I want to go home
To where we were the center of the universe
And God chose us
Because we
Were God’s poem.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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God's Anatomy
God's body has got the best throne
God's body can freely move around
Inside God's glow
God has got a chair of artificial glow
Skies are also artificial glows of God
But it is the biggest
The universe is inside it
And it is inside God's original glow
God's original glow is called God's mind
And it is the eternal space.
Glow is mass having least density
Glow is space
Everything that exists has glow
God's glow exists because of
Gravitational Force of God.
God's mind is round and still
Because the core of God's body
Is absolutely frozen and dead
It always remain at the center of God
No matter where God's body goes
Around it some slightly loose souls exist
Heart of God's body
Consists of these two layers of mass
As a result of gravitational force
God's heart tends to become smaller
But space of anything cannot be nil
For this reason
An outward repulsive force exists
That creates never-ending heartbeat of God
God's heartbeat Allah Allah sound
Goes on forever at the center of God
Everyone's soul's pulse is also Allah Allah sound.
God's body remains at the center of God's mind
Most of the times as a Round Living Thing
When God expands His visible glow
He makes His body the Most Beautiful Thing
God's body has a pimple on His face
It's His beauty spot
It's the symbol of bad things
God's body has got
Minimum bad odor
And overwhelming good odor
That's why
God's body is fragrant
God's body puts on clothes
To look more beautiful
God's body puts on crown on His head
To look Most Perfect.
The center point of God is just above paradise
Where Prophet Mohammad met God's body
On the Night of Ascending To God
God's visible glow remains near His body
God's invisible glow is at distant places
From His body
God's body is the most solid thing
God's body is made of tiniest particles
Tiniest particles are souls
Owing to Gravity there are some loose particles
On the surface of God's body
That's why He can create things
Artificial glows of God are made of tiniest particles
There are seven skies
Skies are like bubbles
One above the other
From smaller to bigger
The uppermost sky is the biggest
At each connecting point of skies
There is a gate of sky.
Time exists
Because of change and movement of matters inside Space
From point of view of time God is infinite.
N.B.- The Night of Ascending To God is the Night of Meraj.
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In Memory of Edward Wilson, Who Repented of What Was in His Mind to Write after Section
Rigid Body (sings).
Gin a body meet a body
Flyin’ through the air,
Gin a body hit a body,
Will it fly? and where?
Ilka impact has its measure,
Ne’er a ane hae I,
Yet a’ the lads they measure me,
Or, at least, they try.
Gin a body meet a body
Altogether free,
How they travel afterwards
We do not always see.
Ilka problem has its method
By analytics high;
For me, I ken na ane o’ them,
But what the waur am I?
poem by James Clerk Maxwell
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Body To Body
Body, body, bo-bo-bo-body, body
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
Nobody does it like you do
Body to body
I love the way you make me feel
When you do what youre doing to me, oh
Touching me the way you do, you know, know youve got to feel it too
When you bodys next to mine, youve got me hypnotized
Body to body
Body to body
You know I like the way you do what you do when you do it to me, oh
Body to body
Nobody does it like you do
Body to body
You know I like what you do when you do what you do to me, no
Oh, what you do
Flowing through this magic night
I love to feel you hold me tight
You are the one thats right for me
You got me feeling tingaly
Share the night with stars above
I think Ive found this thing called love
Fever running through your eyes
You are my heavenly device
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body nobody does it like you do
Body to body
You know I like what you do when you do what you do to me, no
Oh, what you do
You opened up the world to me
You changed my life so tenderly
I know you are the only one
Youre brighter than the burning sun
Dont know where youre going to
I dont care as long as Im with you
That certain sparkle in your eyes
Has got me feeling oh so high
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
I like what you do when you do all those things to me
Body to body....
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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Manhood
in the center of my garden
of paradise
i stand alone
naked facing a mirror pool
where i see my
own image
i raise my hands to touch
the moon
it is golden on a sheen of fingers
touching my body
i squirt
too much light
so many seeds of light
some tiny hungry grass forms
have mouths
open
drinking some dews from the leaves
of my body
this is the cycle of my
solo existence
squirts of light
when the moon fades in a universe of dark space
it is so silent
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sunday Thoughts.....
understand that when people are grouchy and
so unkind, it must be, because the world had been
too cruel on them too, and at the back of their minds,
God seems to be nowhere, seems to be not working
for them
how selfish it can be
but
understand that most minds are shallow and most beings
thrive as though they are the sun and the center of this
universe,
which is not so, understand that this matter is hard to understand
and we ourselves sometimes are caught in the same trap
disregarding God
as though he is tool
a gadget
as though we are Gods
that have control
about everything
understand this
that without that root and the tree
where can leaves
and flowers be?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It
TO Kiss it, and hug it, and touch it,
To stare at it, to slide my hands beneath it,
To make my lips touch it, and to rub my body against it,
To bring it to life with me, to undress it and caress it,
To kiss its all body with my tongue
To be above it at its center
Of its being,
To sleep with it and wake with it
After a night of love,
To be crazy with it,
To dance with it, and be with it, and leave all that I have
Because, all because of it,
To destroy family ties, and make enemies of all people
Because of it,
Because it is wholeheartedly delicious
Because I can be free
Because my whole being likes to be with it,
Because I am in love with it,
Because I can be whole
Because I can be complete
Simply because
I am not me today
I am
I am still going to be.
IT.
Just it, it cannot love me in return,
It just laughs
And cannot understand,
It is just it,
And it calls me simply
Not even with my name,
That I can die for it,
It
Simply calls me
IT.
It’s crazy, I know
But tell me what I can really do about
IT.
IT IS NOTHING.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Scene One
i am seated on a chair
naked and you kneel before me
naked
you lick my in between
and suck it
i close my eyes
imagining the bursting
of another universe
you stand
and kiss me
you lick my lips
as i hold your body
the center of my
new world
we are in this
act of creation
like God.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Self confidence.2
When you know you are the center of your existence
You bring everybody into your life with your thinking for instance
Nobody can shake you down if you know this
If you already learned kindness, respect and true analysis.
Self confidence is knowing who you are of that you are aware,
Never proud or conceded, of the truth you beware.
Going through life strong, well adjusted and friendly,
Constantly solving your challenges, organized, kindly.
Remember, you are the child of the Universe,
So is everybody else have that same right, they are your teachers,
They are same way center of their world, with their right,
So, same you are just a thought in their mind.
What you see in them, it is in you,
You have the choice if you want to follow them too,
Teach and learn from them and let them go,
Live your life in confidence without any woe.
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In Your Conceit
at the height of your conceit
you even think
that the sun shines only
for you
this morning
well, i cannot blame you
you are the better
poet
in your little corner
and yes, the earth is still the
center of this universe
and all the planets. the moons and that stars
all revolve around
you
mister poet.
i know i miss the sun, and the infinite voiceless void
they too bow before your highness
dear poet.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Big Star
Whoa
I saw a big star running from me
A world from a record on my bed
Turn the tables on me
What would happen if I fell
To the tune of a dreamer
To the tune of my heart
Big star running from me
I saw a world out sunning on my head
Turn the tables on me now
I would fall from heaven and ring your bell
Baby, catch me
In the middle of a lie
The boys are out tonight
Yeah, the boys are out tonight
The big shots singin from me
I saw a world out sunning on my head
Pity my heart signals
Center of a storm inside my head
Center of my
Center of my heart
Center of my
Out of time simple mind
From the moon out my window
A wink and a blink and a nod
Had a wish on a star, but
Now its, now its falling, now its falling for me
The boys are out tonight
Yeah, the boys are out tonight
Big skies above me
Signal in my horoscope, it said
Never heed a caution
Never fought a lover
Never cross a street alone
In the middle
The middle of a signal red
Middle of a drinkers heart
Middle of a big parade
A signal in my horoscope
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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The Moonless In You...
so many
yes so many
and so insignificant that sometimes
you think
what for? there is no meaning there? there is nothing
that i cannot understand in what you are saying?
you challenge the world
tell me directly
why all the winding ways? why all these concealed destinations?
you are blind
and yet so fully awake
you are here at the center of this universe
but you are never
the sun....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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For Emma
If it were not for God
You could have found yourself at
The center of the
Altar of my being
You are my sun
When my moon left me
Extreme darkness
You are the river
Flowing to my life
Your soft sound
Of the flowing waters
Made me raise
All my goldfishes
In my own little garden
You are the center flower
And all the morning sunshine
That I can take shall all be yours
All my days shall talk about you
And I shall write
About all
About you
My last love
My lust
My moaning nights
A warm sweet scented blanket
You are my everyday longing
My quiver
My soundest sleep
Of such soft pillow
Inside a night of
Loving dreams
I am insatiable
Your white body on those black nights
Sparked a meteor
Into my vast universe
Your love
Moans
And I shall be
The wildest hunter for saber-tigers
In the safari
It is you,
After all these years
The queen
Who gave an extension
To my ending life
Another day
For better health
As you shall grow in my heart
You shall be forever
Unfathomable,
Ungrasped,
Untitled
You are my force-softness
Combined
My singing silence
My beating drum
My chant
Forever tireless
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all the kinds of things you can't see from the center.
quote by Kurt Vonnegut
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I want to stay as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can't see from the center.
quote by Kurt Vonnegut
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You have to be able to center yourself, to let all of your emotions go... Don't ever forget that you play with your soul as well as your body.
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