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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: pineninja]
#23885918 - 12/01/16 09:25 PM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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I want to die But I dont want to feel it happen To evaporate A lovely event on some lazy afternoon Preferably soon
-------------------- Anyone got a lowpass filter in this biiiiash?
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: pineninja] 1
#23885928 - 12/01/16 09:28 PM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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pineninja said: That last one of yours DQ is impressive, I like the way you obviously have something to say and structure your poetry around it...easier said than done especially eloquently.
Thanks.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] 2
#23888191 - 12/02/16 04:31 PM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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If you think money can buy you happiness. You're poorer for it. They've spun you around so that you can no longer see. Stillness is where happiness be.
Realease yourselves from the notion the lottery will solve your problems. Work hard, live love, dismiss etrapment doldrums. Understand the principles that make you who you are. On this side of the bridge that's not too far.
At the coal face of most western experience. Is a total inability to detach from the trap of decadence. So imprinted are these, measures of success. People cannot fathom any other happiness.
I'm glad to know and have met some truly happy souls. And not one of em ever had making more fucking money one of their goals.
-------------------- Just a fool on the hill.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: pineninja] 2
#23896621 - 12/05/16 11:45 AM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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Ungoverned Passions
Sacred honor Absurdly chivalric Older blood Ancient bailiwick
Private sadness Public feuds Subtle madness Wild moods
Soft decorum A fierce pride Taken badly Whenever snide
Prolific pen Outstanding mind A troubled past Of roots opine
To end badly A poor mistake To duel gladly Invite heartbreak
Besmirched memory The lesson is thus Govern your passions, or make Death superfluous
-------------------- Vi Veri Universum Vivus Vici
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] 2
#23902205 - 12/07/16 04:20 AM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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what will you be thinking about when you die? time immaterial, yet it kills you reflecting something that allows you to hide the illusion of our lives our psychology would bend and break without the sound children make
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] 3
#23907175 - 12/08/16 02:23 PM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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Synthesis
By connecting opposites Into one divine union One opens the door To final enlightenment
What is the final synthesis? The infinite Stretching from everlasting to everlasting With a short repose in human minds In, then throughout, time
Aristotelian dialectics Would have two categories for multiple subjects Or examine but two facets of a geodesic sphere As if Nature can't count higher than two What folly!
Man Burdens himself with arbitrary limit And then codifies it into the monstrosity We call Western culture It's history
In truth, we have spectra Phenomena can blossom between the endpoints Fortunately for the philosopher Events transcend simplicity And syntheses are theses
Every subject and object Exists in several categories at once
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] 3
#23907349 - 12/08/16 03:15 PM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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Houses of cards. Walls made of mirrors. Fragmented awareness shards. Real only when memory lingers.
Pascal knows that ripples make waves. Instantaneously interconnected. Each interaction humanity saves. Only to each other can we be indebted.
The distant crash on the unseen shore. Means the pebble was dropped. Unspoken moments, Inescapable lore. Never started, never stopped.
-------------------- Just a fool on the hill.
Edited by pineninja (12/08/16 05:05 PM)
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] 3
#23908058 - 12/08/16 06:41 PM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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Nostalgia
My inner dialectics... Seem not to be a complete prospectus. I mean by that, I seem to see only now, the new plastic form Was somehow in the faultline of my past.
The particular then, within the whole, Sub Specie, familiar genera, aeterni And an earth always pregnant with form to contain her. It seemed all organic and whole, even if it would have had also to split open.
What innocence was it, For a past gone from itself For the being of beings, a presence to come to present, Disseminating seeds of what I remember now? An old hermit's way, is in matter and form, Coming to a new world's mind and body... But what it is itself, we've placed together, seems to me something in our hands more delicate.
We raised up even our elders' forested eye, Knocking on the doors of our own notions, If not by wisdom, but of our own, Seeking what before was in simple alms.
And the way I see it, what granted once shapened form, Holds still the same, only now somehow to occlude itself. We follow our sconces now to that openness, the hinge to the doors of our perception, This living panel of what must now somehow stand, must now again be what is opened, to what it gives.
We bring much to this new philosophical subject! All our dimensions, And all the facts, of utterances, From this new prospectus of a singular consciousness... We ourselves, bring the new world its concept and notion; Which surely this time, now, must grant a pass!
But the door which goes to the law, Elicits not from any one, And stands ironically so, since it seems to be for us1; And so how great, a violent profundity must we be? And how excruciating would it tear us to part? And yet near the crack of this door, By the sight and sound of a warm hearth of nostalgia, A possibility seems, I'll come again, and learn once again to be brought.
1 As Kafka wrote: "Before the Law"
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Kurt] 1
#23917116 - 12/11/16 05:32 PM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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Amazing Kurt, thanks
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: beforethedawn] 3
#23917949 - 12/11/16 09:08 PM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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lost in a high cause it felt so pleasent hard to plan for the future when you livin in the present made a couple bad choices, not one that i regretted and the world will turn on you, but thats only if you let it and currently the world is busy chasing currency i know im not the smartest im just hoping you can learn from me we sold our soul for cash, youre damn right its concerning me it feel like freedom but i swear that its just slavery natures soft touch is the onlything thats saving me they say oneday will be living where them angles be feeling so heavenly, better than an exctacy peak, but i have yet to hear an angle speak so ima speak what on my mind im saying lifes to short im wasting none of my time the sun is coming up i cant wait for the shine heavens rays of light, what could feel more divine? the sun is always gonna set though life gets hard and we learn how to let go unanswered questions, askin where do i go? thinking maybey lifes a dream, ima go with the flow or maybey its a movie, im just here for the show lost sense of direction askin where do i go? these people give me answeres but not one of them know
-------------------- and if you ask him how he sings his blues so well, he says " I got a soul that I wont sell"
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: spaceyvibess] 2
#23918344 - 12/12/16 12:37 AM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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Edited by akira_akuma (04/24/18 12:35 PM)
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: aghorrorag] 1
#23918380 - 12/12/16 01:03 AM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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I have been compiling all my poems from the last year and posting them on a blog the last couple days if anyone is interested in checking some of it out. http://dreamscapedomain.blogspot.ca/
Cheers, i look forward to reading others poetry for the time being.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] 2
#23918384 - 12/12/16 01:10 AM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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there once was a tiny mouse who thought the cheeseblock on my head was a house so i laid out some Brandy chocolates and he became drunk and a louse he shot some smack smattered, more dazed then a spouse
who's blouse is as loose as a mouse
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Kurt]
#23918391 - 12/12/16 01:17 AM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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Kurt said: Nostalgia
My inner dialectics... Seem not to be a complete prospectus. I mean by that, I seem to see only now, the new plastic form Was somehow in the faultline of my past.
The particular then, within the whole, Sub Specie, familiar genera, aeterni And an earth always pregnant with form to contain her. It seemed all organic and whole, even if it would have had also to split open.
What innocence was it, For a past gone from itself For the being of beings, a presence to come to present, Disseminating seeds of what I remember now? An old hermit's way, is in matter and form, Coming to a new world's mind and body... But what it is itself, we've placed together, seems to me something in our hands more delicate.
We raised up even our elders' forested eye, Knocking on the doors of our own notions, If not by wisdom, but of our own, Seeking what before was in simple alms.
And the way I see it, what granted once shapened form, Holds still the same, only now somehow to occlude itself. We follow our sconces now to that openness, the hinge to the doors of our perception, This living panel of what must now somehow stand, must now again be what is opened, to what it gives.
We bring much to this new philosophical subject! All our dimensions, And all the facts, of utterances, From this new prospectus of a singular consciousness... We ourselves, bring the new world its concept and notion; Which surely this time, now, must grant a pass!
But the door which goes to the law, Elicits not from any one, And stands ironically so, since it seems to be for us1; And so how great, a violent profundity must we be? And how excruciating would it tear us to part? And yet near the crack of this door, By the sight and sound of a warm hearth of nostalgia, A possibility seems, I'll come again, and learn once again to be brought.
1 As Kafka wrote: "Before the Law"
I've read this three times over the last three days, it's made me reflect on my personal journey with a stranger sense of clarity, thankyou.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: pineninja] 2
#23918434 - 12/12/16 01:42 AM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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very Auden. very much so a prospectus!
Edited by akira_akuma (04/24/18 12:34 PM)
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#23918465 - 12/12/16 02:17 AM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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boondoggle the days away waiting for your paycheck follow iridescent eyes to the soothsayer and sybil 'twill sooth your mind trying to make sense of time (that's much easier than understanding the steps people take) in our lives when love capitulates to hate to the apex of itself it's zenith will rise another to fulfill salt of the waters borne to sea to the deposits on the coastline the know-ledge is deep despite what you can understand with your lies i know every moment the world is born anew and babes cry
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] 3
#23918567 - 12/12/16 04:19 AM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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Like the Lotus from the swamp. Like pushing the stone to an unreachable top. Beauty comes from the stagnant. The journey is pleasure no matter the torment.
When you realise that you are the love that some religions preach. When people stop attributing their expectations on a diety that's always out of reach. When you can be malevolent generous and kind. The path could be made of fire and brimstone, but happiness you'd still find.
Drop away your expectations. You cannot fit more in your cup. Needlessly cruel iterations. You will not finish until you stop.
-------------------- Just a fool on the hill.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: pineninja] 3
#23918613 - 12/12/16 05:08 AM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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Congratulations on being. Unmistakably seeing. You've won. Simple fun.
Don't waste it. Never haste it. Don't let it be gone. Without enjoying the song.
Embrace your futility. Allow humility. The single snowflake. Complexity for simplicitys sake.
If God were love he could not be. For only love will allow you to see. Through the enforced fogs of dictated deceit. They don't want you to know you're already complete.
-------------------- Just a fool on the hill.
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#23918638 - 12/12/16 05:36 AM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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impotent nigger whites want to blow up kikes make-believe their deracination and hold on to spite their might could exist, but still they must persist in their idiotic ways, to ease the malaise of the impuissant parade of their meaningless lives
dumb white devil preachers need poor righteous teachers to justify their failures in getting ahead for they went numb; lost their heads some feel better off dead, like in the days of slavery because they can't find bravery save down the barrel of a gun
what the world needs is leaders so we opt for a theater actors to play the pipers of the damned people lack self-control, so they're told, and they grieve run around like headless chickens, easily deceived wish to blame the others for their intelligence to be "achieved"
strong language
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] 3
#23919640 - 12/12/16 01:35 PM (7 years, 1 month ago) |
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The dichotomy of nature The duality of time We are frozen in the present Unperturbed by paradigms We are the nexus of disorder With complex, dynamic minds Opposite, attractive forces We are the neutrons in nuclei We are the equinox, the solstice We are everything in between We are all the colors in the spectrum We are the shadows that go unseen We are an infinite regression We are as finite as a dream We are a million shades of gray We are the singularity
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