Conspiracy Government
a world of historical mysteries
a world of hidden mysteries
a world of political mysteries
a world of conspiracy facts
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The acknowledged legislators of the world take the world as given. They dislike mysteries, for mysteries cannot be coded, or legislated, and wonder cannot be made into law. And so these legislators police the accepted frontiers of things.
Lucifer Wages Rebellion Wars: Rules A Mud World
a world of historical mysteries
a world of hidden mysteries
a world of political mysteries
a world of conspiracy fact
never in my lifetime
could I ever truthfully say
the land was without war
many wars exist continually
somewhere in various locations
shifting across chess board earth
symbolically in lost Eden
in a state of lost paradise
in a state of bodily perfection
in a measure of favoured land
in a measure of favoured time
chosen land existed without war
before Adam and Eve were expelled
before the land before them was cursed
in their expelled wanderings into cursed world
before this Lucifer had already been expelled
before this Lucifer was within lunar orbit bound
Lucifer waging rebellion wars rules a mud world
raging like a roaring lion seeking souls to bind
death is individual
death is soul specific
death claims communities nations
wages of sin are death?
death claims all sinners?
death claims all earth born souls?
yet symbolically
what will the death
of the globe be?
a revelation of pestilence, hunger, famine?
as under global warming storms our crops erode?
death fire hunger famine signs of Lucifer’s rebellion war?
contrast is the blessing
of innocence fallen curse of greed
as resources are coveted by war
diplomacy by other means?
diplomacy by might is right means?
diplomacy by bully in sand pit playgrounds?
life is a world poem
posing many questions
in language reminding of the psalms?
milk and honey of peace
destruction of civilizations
devoted to conquest
by dominance and war?
the meek marked in lambs’ blood
shall resurrection inherit the earth
beasts marked earn hellfire damnation
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Unsolved Mysteries
The world is filled with mysteries
some are of ghostly tales;
some are disappearances
that happen now and then.
Look at any newspaper
on any given day
and you will find a mystery
tucked away somewhere there within.
Some mysteries are of murder
and other deeds most foul,
but some are just plain bizarre
which are never really explained
even to this day.
Why would garden hosepipes
want to burrow deep into the ground overnight?
Strange you may say
and I will certainly agree with that,
but it really happened and not just once.
There was a whole spate them
many years ago
and no one had a reasonable explanation
why it happened, only that it did.
Just another unsolved mystery
in our world filled with them,
another something
no one will ever be able to explain.
5 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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Chakra #6
color-violet- brain
Chakra #6, or the third eye
2 lotus flower petals unfold.
at brow, base of brain.
when meditating one opens the
door to your inner most being.
Mysteries are revealed. Every-
thing we need, we already have.
Seek guiding vision in ones
inner world.
inner mysteries unfold.
deep meditation
radiant light
wisdom
focus
Seek and you shall find.
poem by Heather Burns
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The Mysteries Remain
The mysteries remain,
I keep the same
cycle of seed-time
and of sun and rain;
Demeter in the grass,
I multiply,
renew and bless
Bacchus in the vine;
I hold the law,
I keep the mysteries true,
the first of these
to name the living, dead;
I am the wine and bread.
I keep the law,
I hold the mysteries true,
I am the vine,
the branches, you
and you.
poem by Hilda Doolittle
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What If?
What if we lived in a world with no lies?
What if we lived in a world where no one dies?
Dies over a gun or a knife?
What if all mental illness was erased,
no one was crazy or two-faced?
What if there was no gossip about people anywhere?
What we lived in a world where everyone cared?
What if you never had to see child abuse,
no murder mysteries to solve with clues.
What if we lived in a world with no poverty?
Everyone had plenty with no adversity?
What if is in other dimensions,
maybe not ours for we might have no comprehension.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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The Sea In Us
i am talking about
water, always there is a shortage
of what we have
in the mountain
the terrains are cracking
and the buds
and roots have always been thirsty
and strangled
we sit on the floor of this house
with big windows
looking at the vast expanse of hills
overlooking the
very wide sea
it seems that everything in our world
is sea, or
sea -ike, everything so deep
and blue
and so silent with all the
mysteries
something we still do not understand
and then you begin to talk about love
that we do not have much
something is lacking and something in us
speaks about
this hunger and thirst
this emptiness that all these resources
cannot fill
like the sea i am so silent
i am like an ocean not making any sense
of waves
like you
we shall also be like the sea
silenced by all these
mysteries
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Understand life's mysteries - as mysteries to be lived.
quote by Robert Zemeckis
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A Better World of Dreams
She sat upon the ground
Holding her sanity within her hands
She clawed upon the ground of life
Remembering the pain and gore of life
She has been tempted to crumble
At the feet of hatred that follows within her dreams
She claws her way to freedom to a better land of dreams
In the dark asylum of death she as risen from its depth
She makes her way to freedom to radiate new light new hopes new dreams
The tendency to shy away from life's old mysteries
Often make her pull away from all it as to give
So with tender foot she makes her way
To a better world of dreams
And invites you all to join her
To make our dreams come real
And solve all its mysteries
To a better world of Dreams
© Copyright Kaila George 2012
poem by Kaila George
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Boundless curiosity for friend Thad.
The world is full of mysteries.
Colossal buildings left behind
by earlier societies.
Their purposes still ill defined
Although the archaeologists
advance their favourite theories.
The mysteries will long persist.
Their different hypotheses.
Cannot be proven any way.
They’re based on their experience
Of living in the world to day.
A different frame of reference.
Which cannot possibly apply
They saw the world quite differently.
I do not think we can deny
We’re blinkered in the way we see.
The evidence which we can find,
We can’t interpret properly
The artefacts they left behind
Their uses are a mystery.
Though we attempt to classify
we can’t be sure we are correct.
These relics from past history
aren’t always what we would expect.
Temples and Tombs or Palaces
The truth is that we do not know
Secular or sacred places.
There is no evidence to show.
That we can state with confidence
confirms our modern theories.
We have no point of reference
With which everyone agrees.
The arguments rage to and fro
As experts wrangle bitterly
They daren’t admit they do not know.
Although they don’t quite obviously.
At best an educated guess
Must be the best we can expect.
From experts trying to impress
The other experts I suspect.
It seems to me improbable
That we will solve these mysteries
Our mind sets aren’t comparable
as different as chalk and cheese.
But still we are compelled to try
because these monuments exist.
Our boundless curiosity
will not allow us to desist.
Saturday,24 April 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The Mysteries Of Love
All I want is you, dont you know that
Forever loving you, dont you know that its true
Im leaving you tonight but dont listen if they say
That well never meet again in the land of make believe
We cannot lose the race, breaking the secret spells
They put on us, my love
Were far out of their reach, a million years ahead
They never understand the mysteries of love
Heres the mysteries of love
Give your body to the mysteries
Tear down your uniforms
Heres the mysteries of love
All I want to be, dont you know it
All we wanna be is free like the birds of the sea
We kiss the last good byes and are sailing with a smile
cross the iron borderline that butterflies despise
We cannot lose at all
Breaking the secret spells they put on us, my love
Forever out of reach, a million dreams ahead
Theyll never understand
The mysteries of love
song performed by by Alphaville
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Revealing My Soul
I stand on the abyss
Wondering what to do
But now I look forward
With no fears do you
Often I stood looking within
Wanting and praying
I will hide all my sins
I watched life go pass
Became a zombie I did
Breathing, moving, but lifeless within
Then suddenly shock
Through the mist and haze
Nightmares and fears
Slowly drifting away
But then a new fear
Hides deep within
Of finding the meaning
Of life’s mysteries
Should I take the first step?
Toward revealing my soul
Just to be picked
By the sinners anew
Picking and eating
Away at my soul
But this time I’m ready
For what happens to me
I take on the world
And all its mysteries
poem by Kaila George
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It's good to have mysteries. It reminds us that there's more to the world than just making do and having a bit of fun.
quote by Charles de Lint
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Who Dreams Multiple Mysteries?
would you believe phenomenon if I told truth
I dream multiple poems those I wake to write
message meaning manifestation set unique
perfection I dream yet awake forget cannot
write as if bliss cosmic mysteries cannot exist
within woken world where other values egos
rule within materialism which places no value
on spiritual enlightenment evolution struggles
on hidden universal mysteries never fear seek
out research into missing dark matter enter an
unknown unseen dimension hidden existence
know I wait until you join search cosmic unity
behold bliss wonderment which awaits there
would you believe miracle if I told seen truth?
unknown unseen dimension hidden quantum existence
behold bliss wonderment awaits exploration observation
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Mysteries Of My Life
There are many mysteries in my life
for which an answer for I do not possess.
Why after an almost a lifetime
of wishing I had a brother
only to find did when it was too late
to really get to know him?
Why after fulfilling a wish of a late friend
would the acknowledgement
that I yearned for
start to really, begin?
Why when I never wanted to drive
did I get involve in an accident
as a passenger and changed my mind?
Why after yearning to capture my past
and talk to some old school friends
did I find a stranger I barely knew,
but whom when we met recognised one another instantly
and hugged one another intensely
never wanting to let go
and when it came to part again, we felt like family.
I always have more questions
than answers to possess.
Why with the passing of each day
more mysteries come my way?
There is no logical reason
for all the mysteries in my life,
they just happen to surprise me
one every corner that I turn.
I hold no sorrow for them happening
only happiness and joy.
A Gypsy once told me
I was born under a lucky star.
It is possible she was right.
Lucky in my friends
and my extended families
that stretch around the world.
I think no man can call himself
luckier than that.
25 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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The world's philosophers and theologians searched for answers to the same mysteries.
quote by Robert Vaughn
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Children know from a remarkably early age that things are being kept from them, that grown-ups participate in a world of mysteries.
quote by Anthony Hecht
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Covers
Come to me
Under the
Covers…
I’ll lead you
To a secret
World of
Mysteries
Where only
You and me
Will know
The geographies
And create new
Histories… ;)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Look, it's one of the great mysteries of the world, I cannot answer that question. I think I'm vaguely blonde. To be perfectly frank, I don't know.
quote by Cate Blanchett
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The Lure Of Spring
As I walked out one brave spring morn,
When earth was young and new,
I met a laughing mountain maid
As fresh as mountain dew.
Oh, blow you breezes; shine, you sun!
For this the world was well begun.
And spring's soft promise, lifted high,
Shone wattle gold against blue sky.
As I walked with her that spring morn
I sought her brave young eyes,
And to earth's olden mysteries
I straightway read replies.
Oh, yearn you, gum-tips to the sun!
For this the world was well begun.
And mysteries thronged about us now
As green buds swelled upon the bough.
I have walked out on many a Spring
Since that long-vanished day;
But aught of that ill-treasured lore
Recapture no man may.
Yet, laugh you, young grass to the sun!
For that the world was well begun.
And every bird-song gladly sung
Still whispers secrets to earth's young.
As I walk out this brave spring morn,
And man and maid I see
By some green way, I thank kind life
That gave one Spring to me.
Oh, blow you breezes; shine you sun!
For this the world was well begun:
That spring holds for young lovers yet
Deeps secret that the old forget.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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