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Poetry, Got something? ...Shtick it here..

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post Feb 12 2007, 11:32 AM
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Hope you enjoy this...

Und nun, liebe kinder, gebt fein acht:
Die wahrheit wird zu sand gemacht!
...Den streut man jenen in die Augen
die niemals fragen- alles glauben...
Die volle wahrheit zu ertragen
steht jenen an die Fragen fragen-
Nur dem der sie zu stellen wagt:
Und Gott hilf dem der Fragen fragt!

(My children- come and see this land
were truth has long since turned to sand
which wind will blow into the eyes
of those who never question lies...
The truth to bear is for those men
who dare to question- and who then
make asking their most pressing task:
And God help those who dare to ask...)

W.J.B

All material marked "W. J. B" is my own; anyone wanting to make use of this- feel free to do so (except commercial use, that is); just don't remove the "W.J.B", please. -Devilsadvocate-

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post Feb 12 2007, 01:51 PM
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they cover it up, tell us "shut up"!
What could be more wronger?
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post Feb 12 2007, 08:19 PM
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Who is the Real Seeker?



I will not say, O Brother, what the spiritual concert is,
Until I know who is listening to it.

If he begins his flight from the tower of the spirit.
The Angels will not keep up with his soaring.

But if he be a man of error, vanity and play,
Satan will grow more powerful in his brain.

The Rose is torn apart by the morning breeze,
But not the log; for it can only be split by an ax.

The world feeds on music, drunkenness and rivalry.
But what does the blind man see in a mirror?


~Sa`di Shirazi~

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post Feb 12 2007, 08:37 PM
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High Flight




Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth

And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;

Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth

Of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things

You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung

High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,

I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung

My eager craft through footless halls of air. . . .


Up, up the long, delirious burning blue

I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace

Where never lark, or ever eagle flew —

And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod

The high untrespassed sanctity of space,

Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.





— John Gillespie Magee, Jr
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post Feb 12 2007, 08:48 PM
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IMPRESSIONS OF A PILOT

Flight is freedom in its purest form,
To dance with the clouds which follow a storm;

To roll and glide, to wheel and spin,
To feel the joy that swells within;

To leave the earth with its troubles and fly,
And know the warmth of a clear spring sky;

Then back to earth at the end of a day,
Released from the tensions which melted away.

Should my end come while I am in flight,
Whether brightest day or darkest night;

Spare me your pity and shrug off the pain,
Secure in the knowledge that I'd do it again;

For each of us is created to die,
And within me I know,
I was born to fly.

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post Feb 12 2007, 08:49 PM
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THE COPILOT

I am the copilot. I sit on the right.
It's up to me to be quick and bright;
I never talk back for I have regrets,
But I have to remember what the Captain forgets.

I make out the Flight Plan and study the weather,
Pull up the gear, stand by to feather;
Make out the mail forms and do the reporting,
And fly the old crate while the Captain is courting.

I take the readings, adjust the power,
Put on the heaters when we're in a shower;
Tell him where we are on the darkest night,
And do all the bookwork without any light.

I call for my Captain and buy him cokes;
I always laugh at his corny jokes,
And once in awhile when his landings are rusty
I always come through with, "By gosh it's gusty!"

All in all I'm a general stooge,
As I sit on the right of the man I call "Scrooge";
I guess you think that is past understanding,
But maybe some day he will give me a landing.

— Keith Murray
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post Feb 12 2007, 08:53 PM
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FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed
he was walking along the beach with the LORD.


Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene he noticed two sets of
footprints in the sand: one belonging
to him, and the other to the LORD.


When the last scene of his life flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints in the sand.


He noticed that many times along the path of
his life there was only one set of footprints.


He also noticed that it happened at the very
lowest and saddest times in his life.


This really bothered him and he
questioned the LORD about it:


"LORD, you said that once I decided to follow
you, you'd walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why when
I needed you most you would leave me."

The LORD replied:


"My son, my precious child,
I love you and I would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffering,
when you see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you."
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post Feb 12 2007, 08:55 PM
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...Nice one... tongue.gif

...I made a whole pile of those things over the last couple of years, just for the fun of it. Never thought they would be of any use- but maybe this is the best place for them. Some are a bit overlong, some a bit more serious, others just funny (...and God knows- we can all do with a good laugh, or we end up making baskets together in no time...)

Rich man:
There once was a man who was tough to the bone-
who-by and large- wanted to be left alone...
So, he put up a sign saying "Keep off my grounds",
while in his front-yard, he kept two huge black hounds.
And everywhere he put up fences and walls
and installed an alarm-system inside his halls.
Then he bricked up the windows and blocked up the door
so that no one got in- which had happened before!

Now- if you had managed to enter the grounds,
past the fences and walls (not to mention the hounds),
and peeked through the hole he had left in the wall
for want of fresh air, you'd have seen his hall.
The view you'd have seen you'd have had to behold,
for the walls, floors and ceilings were all made of gold:
and this was the reason our man was alone-
why he even had ripped out the cord of the phone...

The walls were like mirrors. He needed no friend,
for he was surrounded wherever he went
by his own reflexion; which (to his own mind)
was really sufficient (unless he'd go blind).
And so he was quite happy, alone with himself-
'til the day he had wanted to hang up a shelf.
He just took what he needed- a hammer and nails
"...and the first-aid-box, just in case everything fails".

So he'd thought to himself. His reflection agreed,
and with hammer in hand, he got up on his feet.
He went up to the wall- something caught his attention;
a torrent of words (far to nasty to mention)
escaped from his mouth. "How did you get in here?
...Put your hands on your head now, and hold it right there!!!"
He lifted his arm to look threatening and tough
in the hope the intruder would not call his bluff...

But as he came closer, he clearly could see
that this fellow was armed. "Keep your distance from me!"
Now stricken with panic, he turned and let fly:
With his hammer he caught the intruder. Bullseye...
The hammer hit home full of power and might-
and so did reality. Through all the fright
(...and even before that!) our friend simply failed
to see that in truth he had always been jailed...

The fellow he saw in the mirror was real-
our friend was the image. Unable to deal
with the truth, he had managed to shatter himself-
while he had been trying to hang up a shelf!
Revival was futile- but few even tried;
and all attempts failed. Even fewer then cried:
No first-aid-kit, bandage or ambulance-men
could put Humpty-Dumpty together again...

W.J.B

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This is life
The one you get
So go and have a ball
Because the world doesn't move
To the beat of just one drum
What might be right for you
May not be right for some
You take the good
You take the bad
You take 'em both
And now you have
My opening statement
Sit, Ubu, sit
Good dog.


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post Feb 12 2007, 09:30 PM
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(From papyrus 10508 B.M., "The instructions of Ankh-Sheshonq"):

"Mistreatment and misery, Oh great Lord of creation!
Imprisonment: Mistreatment!-
is what is done to me in return for *not* having killed a man!
This is what you despise, my great Lord of creation!
Is this *not* how the Lord of creation is angry with a land?
Oh- you people who shall find these potsherds-
hear from me how the Lord of creation is angry with a land!

When the Lord of creation is angry with a land, its rulers neglect the law.
When the Lord of creation is angry with a land, he makes law cease in it.
When the Lord of creation is angry with a land, he makes sanctity cease in it.
When the Lord of creation is angry with a land, he makes justice cease in it.
When the Lord of creation is angry with a land, he makes value scarce in it.
When the Lord of creation is angry with a land, he does not allow one to be trusting in it.
When the Lord of creation is angry with a land, he does not allow one to receive reward in it.
When the Lord of creation is angry with a land, he makes great its humble people and humbles its great people.
When the Lord of creation is angry with a land, he sets the fools over the wise.
When the Lord of creation is angry with a land, he orders its ruler to mistreat its people.
When the Lord of creation is angry with a land, he appoints his scribe to rule it.
When the Lord of creation is angry with a land, he appoints its washer-man as chief of police..."

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post Feb 13 2007, 11:50 AM
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"Oh- to know darkness...Oh- to know night:
Being called 'loathsome', ordering slaves to kill...
Whilst not possessing great advice, to regard language as profane knowledge...
Collecting ignorant people to divide them, whilst rewarding misery:

Knowing mankind in respect of my damning evidence, strike not-
because destruction (whilst foul) comes to flame up by means of he who this misery strangles...

Thee come to pray? To bow down- pouring libations?
Grasp thy wretchedness in all thy domain!
Know authority, concerning people:
In thy words be elevated;
for- oh destitute peasant, oh man-
I strike their evil- their hand!-;
Thou alas KNOW NOT EVIL...

(From an ancient Egyptian text)

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post Feb 13 2007, 03:50 PM
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Me - We.
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post Feb 13 2007, 07:16 PM
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...Keep 'em rolling in!!!
Good way to stay sane... thumbsup.gif
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post Feb 13 2007, 07:36 PM
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QUOTE (e-dog @ Feb 14 2007, 12:09 AM)
Me - Me
Sadek Gheidan  laugh.gif


Very nice poems guys.. Especially your Sanders tongue.gif


IT--

Sadek Gheidan?

Is this YOUR name?

Be careful what you post here, Big Brother is whatching you!
(for example he knows your Sadek_Gheidan100 AT hotmail - email adress
now and that you are only 16 years old!
But as far as he can see, you'll become 17 on the 1st of september 2007,
so your sign is Virgo...)

Anyway, I cannot hold back to post my
Poem for the Sheople here again (especially for Zap tongue.gif ):


The Awakening
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Fate


was late this morning


when I not woke up

before I did not sleep


'best before end'

said I to me


to be another 'He'

is not too late


said Fate

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post Feb 13 2007, 07:54 PM
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Now, now- Carl; don't shcare the poor lad into emigrating to shome plashe like Shierra Leony or Norsh Korea, or he'll never get a tshanshe to find out for himshelf...
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post Feb 15 2007, 12:26 PM
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RECIPE FOR A FILLING MEAL:

Truth is the kind of thing the soul feeds upon like the body feeds on food.
The following is what you could call a recipe for a decent meal:

"Harvest some grain of light by *perceiving* it-
don't worry about finding it; it grows all around you.
Don't eat raw:
It may leave you with anything from belly-aches to verbal diarrhoea.
Next, grind it to flour- preferably on a millstone made of *reality*-,
and mix with a suitable amount of *thought*.
Knead and pound thoroughly, and leave to settle.
Bake without fear, disgust, hate, desire- or anything else which will get the temperature up:
In short- bake *without* fire.
Chew properly when eating; small portions are to be prefer to large helpings:

Overeating may leave you with the same effect as eating raw.
Bon appetite!"
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post Feb 19 2007, 08:06 PM
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Don’t permit sorrow to be your friend
Sadness and pain become your trend
Don’t let the book or the farm you tend
Rule your life before to earth you descend.


~Omar Khayyam~
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I Have Learned So Much




I

Have

Learned

So much from God

That I can no longer

Call Myself A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim,

a Buddhist, a Jew.


The Truth has shared so much of Itself

With me


That I can no longer call myself

A man, a woman, an angel,

Or even a pure

Soul.



Love has

Befriended Hafiz so completely

It has turned to ash

And freed

Me



Of every concept and image

my mind has ever known



~Hafez~
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Looking for your own face


Your face is neither infinite nor ephemeral.
You can never see your own face,
only a reflection, not the face itself.

So you sigh in front of mirrors
and cloud the surface.

It's better to keep your breath cold.
Hold it, like a diver does in the ocean.
One slight movement, the mirror-image goes.

Don't be dead or asleep or awake.
Don't be anything.

What you most want,
what you travel around wishing to find,
lose yourself as lovers lose themselves,
and you'll be that.



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post Feb 19 2007, 08:47 PM
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QUOTE (Carl Bank @ Feb 14 2007, 12:36 AM)
QUOTE (e-dog @ Feb 14 2007, 12:09 AM)
Me - Me
Sadek Gheidan  laugh.gif


Very nice poems guys.. Especially your Sanders tongue.gif


IT--

Sadek Gheidan?

Is this YOUR name?

Be careful what you post here, Big Brother is whatching you!
(for example he knows your Sadek_Gheidan100 AT hotmail - email adress
now and that you are only 16 years old!
But as far as he can see, you'll become 17 on the 1st of september 2007,
so your sign is Virgo...)

Anyway, I cannot hold back to post my
Poem for the Sheople here again (especially for Zap tongue.gif ):


The Awakening
_________________

Fate


was late this morning


when I not woke up

before I did not sleep


'best before end'

said I to me


to be another 'He'

is not too late


said Fate

_________________


©by Sascha 'Carl' Bank & Julia von Randow

Actually that is kind of my name... You think they care about a 16 yr old boy 12000 KM's away from theyr HQ?

If they do.. I am pretty much s****ed... :ph43r:


IT--
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