Love and passion
Consciousness accompanying impulses
Is determined solely by the impulses,
Consciousness itself having no influence
Like that shades accompanying objects
Is determined solely by the objects
Isn’t love mere a shade of passion?
21.07.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Though we smiled together not known each other?
*In Buddhism, at the moment of death the consciousness (consciousness of the different senses, such as eye consciousness, ear consciousness etc.) , acts as the seed for the spawning of the new consciousness in a new biological structure, conducive to the volitional (Saṅ khā ras) impulses at the moment of death (which are themselves affected by previous volitional impulses) . In other Indian religions, the volitional impulses accrued from the present life are transmitted to a consciousness structure popularly known as the soul, which, after an intermediate period (in Tibetan called the bardo) , forms the basis for a new biological structure that will result in rebirth and a new life. This cyclical process ends in the attainment of moksha.If one lives in extremely evil ways, one may be reborn as an animal or other unfortunate being.In a modern vernacular context, particularly in the Himalayas, samsara is a also word used to describe the how life is full of attachments and comings-and-goings, a subtle state of suffering. For example, when saying goodbye to a loved one, one might utter, 'ah... samsara.'
I step-up from my halcyon cottage
At 11: 15 PM as usual for my graveyard shift
And I am a cashier there counting others money!
I go via Disneyland and my humble
Toyota Camry take me safely.
I stopped at the pedestrian crossing
in front of the Paradise!
A girl of six or seven approximately
piggyback on her father merrily,
And she smiled with me happily
Like a Mickey Mouse.
She waved when the green light flashes
I too responded her in the same polite manner!
And on my way to the convenient store
I dragged the remembrance what the Buddha said;
'Habits of *Samsara.'
[Along this unending cycle of births & deaths every individual carry the good and bad habits.]
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga

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One’s potentials
Intuition springs from super consciousness.
Sixth sense is the act of consciousness.
Libido is stored in sub consciousness.
They are dormant in unconsciousness.
All the three types of consciousness are
Present in one at variant degrees.
Accordingly, potentials differ
And influence a man’s personality.
16.12.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Most people think that shadows follow, precede or surround beings or objects. The truth is that they also surround words, ideas, desires, deeds, impulses and memories.
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We are all ruled in what we do by impulses; and these impulses are so organized that our actions in general serve for our self preservation and that of the race.
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The creative impulses of man are always at war with the possessive impulses.
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Ideally, advertising aims at the goal of a programmed harmony among all human impulses and aspirations and endeavors. Using handicraft methods, it stretches out toward the ultimate electronic goal of a collective consciousness.
quote by Marshall McLuhan

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Art is the production of objects for consumption, to be used and discarded while waiting for a new world in which man will have succeeded in freeing himself of everything, even of his own consciousness.
quote by Eugenio Montale

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Our normal waking consciousness, rational consciousness as we call it, is but one special type of consciousness, whilst all about it, parted from it by the filmiest of screens, there lie potential forms of consciousness entirely different.
quote by William James

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Fake Holiday
Cards
candies
stuffed animals
flowers
All of these are objects
objects that are bought
objects that are given
objects masking falsehood
Valentine's Day
it is suppose to be a holiday about love
about expressing that love
with things
Where is its background
what god/goddess inspired it
what event in history made this day
why do we celebrate Valentine's Day
Some say it is to celebrate love
I say that you should do that every day
love is a blessing
not an icon that gets only one day of worship
Valentine's Day
is about putting money in a salesmen's pocket
is about the false worship of love
is a holiday without foundation
Love should not be worshipped one day out of the year
love should be treasured everyday
you shouldn't need a holiday
to tell the one you love...
'I love you.'
poem by Kaysen Fraker

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Sensitiveness is closely allied to egotism; and excessive sensibility is only another name for morbid self-consciousness. The cure for tender sensibilities is to make more of our objects and less of our selves.
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Psychologically experienced consciousness is therefore no longer pure consciousness; construed Objectively in this way, consciousness itself becomes something transcendent, becomes an event in that spatial world which appears, by virtue of consciousness, to be transcendent.
quote by Edmund Husserl

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The new formula in physics describes humans as paradoxical beings who have two complementary aspects: They can show properties of Newtonian objects and also infinite fields of consciousness.
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It is not the objects of conscious attention which are to be allowed to trap the mind forever and divert the man from his higher duty. It is the consciousness itself which ought to engage his interest and hold his deepest concentration.
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Cooked
What's the use?
Give it best;
Cut her loose;
Have a rest.
Hope is dead;
Gloom collects,
Nuff is said
Cook objects.
Moth and rust
Hither lurk;
All is bust,
Knock off work.
Nation's great
Architects,
Clean the slate;
Cook objects.
Oh the schemes
That we planned!
Dreaming dreams
For the land.
All in vain.
Hope neglects
To remain;
Cook objects.
Navy; what?
Army too?
Blessed rot;
All is blue.
It's all one
Who protects.
dropp your gun;
Cook objects.
Let her rip,
All is up.
Have to sip
Bitter cup.
Tear your hair
Woe connects
With despair,
Cook objects.
Fellow Aust
Ralians,
Trouble's crossed
All our plans.
Seek the tomb;
Fate selects
Us for doom.
Cook objects.
Death marks us
For his own.
(Grisly cuss.)
Our head-tone,
With a laugh,
He erects.
Epitaph
'Cook objects.'
dropp a tear;
Heave a sigh;
End is near;
Say goodbye.
Sell up home
And effects.
(Dismal pome)
Cook objects.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

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The age limit expands.
As a lad, I set my eyes on lass
And not on their mothers accompanying.
At fifty, I set my eyes on mothers
Rather than lass accompanying.
With increase in age, man's taste expands
To the corresponding age increase.
03.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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In Each Other Our Love Has Find A Home (Villanelle)
(For Daleen)
Though we do not know each other many years
in each other our love has find a home
as if by God determined through the spheres
where not in sorrow but in joy come our tears.
that separately we no longer must roam.
though we do not know each other many years
and while we share our cares we have no fears,
what a happy time has come
as if by God determined through the spheres.
With songs of jubilance in our ears
all of nature suddenly seems wholesome,
though we do not know each other many years
the most beautiful splendour flowers wears,
in a world that at times are gruesome
as if by God determined through the spheres
it feels as if these blessings are in arrears
and to me the only one you have become
though we do not know each other many years
as if by God determined through the spheres.
poem by Gert Strydom

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I Am Consciousness
I am consciousness, existences and bliss.
Hold the light for everyone you do insist.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
bless the people you have on your list.
I am consciousness, existence bliss,
think a good thought to those that are missed.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
bless those you wouldn’t even kiss.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
heal relationships where anger exists.
I am consciousness, existence, bliss,
bless those you cherish.
Written By Christina Sunrise on February 4,2012
poem by Suzae Chevalier

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Terminator
I can go way back in my mind
This music thing was a joke
I didn't do my time
They couldn't finally bring me up
Now I do it real tough
And I'm rough
Come on I'm the terminator for all
Hurry up y'all its time to go on
I love to hate em
This is my story yo
I'm a terminator determined to end your life
I'm a terminator determined to end your life
I'm a terminator
I'm a terminator determined to end your life
I'm a terminator determined to end your life
I'm a terminator
Can I ever have good luck?
Seems in life
song performed by by Sevendust

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I regard consciousness as fundamental. I regard matter as derivative from consciousness. We cannot get behind consciousness. Everything that we talk about, everything that we regard as existing,
postulates consciousness.
quote by Max Planck

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Women victims
Men might offer helps to women,
Triggered by sexual impulses
And women may accept from them
With little sexual impulses.
A warm friendship might develop
To purr both horses to gallop.
Enough, a sexual scandal breaks,
Spreads fast and gets seasoned like wine
To intoxicate men recipients.
Women victims are in abundance.
10.10.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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