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But I must explain to you how all this mistaken idea of denouncing pleasure and praising pain was born and I will give you a complete account of the system, and expound the actual teachings of the...
We have enough food for everyone to eat; but we hoard it until others starve. we have lakes full of drinkable water and we dump our toxic waste in it.
Are we made to love. As a man I wonder. For every female that I meet I just find such beauty, such grace. It is as though they don't quite belong.
The global integration of society has never been easy. Every nationality some great and some a little sleezy. All growing together and sharing this tiny spinning rock.
#acrostic Maybe there is an explanation, You all seem to demand one, Seeing all these mysterious signs, Trying to spoil the fun.
Hello again, and today is Saturday, February 23, 2013. I do not condone any Schadenfreude. If you don't know what it means it is taking pleasure in others' misfortune.
In the kennels dogmas lie, seeking those who will not ask, Breeding in deep rooted fears, finding home in suspicion's mask.
We are given a heart. We are given a mind. We are given only the power. To use one at a time. We are given the option. Of peace and of war. The former of which. We often ignore.
You can ignore, but never forget. Things are not gone: merely dormant. The deceit and the lies like a web like a net, But the grudges and thoughts make us human.
Lost in my confusion, the world revolves around me, people go through life in need, what have I done to answer their plea. We are so consumed with ourselves, others who suffer, we put on shelves.
In this aquarium I noticed Two fish. Both of the same species Alike in size, colour, shape.
What stuff are creatures such as we made of If creatures such as we compose dreams. Those fickle, glittering beacons T'wards which we flit like moths between the stars, And which crumble at our touch.
So many things in our wee world Are actually not on show , And when we think a little bit There's not much we really know; Of a trillion billion galaxies We can see but five And to see the last...
Some people are kind. Some are terrifying. Some people are old. Some are young at heart. We all have different types of traits or genes and I think that is the #1 reason not all of us get along well.
I saw a photography exhibition today. An exhibition of the uninterrupted processes of wildlife. Of their habits, their favourite spots to relax, or how they hunt.
Windows to the Soul Unto the eyes I look and see The soul of the wretched, catastrophe Revealing its lies to you and me Of chaos and greed, true belief Terrible lies of death and grief Horrible...
My soul, unchained Cast off in a wind of change, Minutia particles of memory, Yesterdays whims, Tomorrows dreams, todays troubles; processed, mixed up, Turned inside out outside in, Can we start...
There once were things called 'secrets', And everyone had their own, That little bit of them was dark, And in its right: alone.
You whisper in my ear As you hold me so near The rain coming down And it's you wearing the crown The king of humour Of gentleness and wit They all call you a "git" But they don't know you Just see...
Hypocrites disease, Yes we all aim to please, Pleasuring ears with words and sentences, Of tiny lies and pretences, we of Course pretend to be something we're not, Ripened beings, the pick of...
(Nineteen creatures including man, find them if you think you can). The rabbi tells stories. The monk eyes piece as glory. The lad ogles the girls. The chef caters the world. Take a go at being great.
Everyone has a story. But only some our. Willing to share there's. With the world. Everyone has a past. But only some wish. To relive it. We all have a present. But some hide away. And don't try it.
A beautiful blue rock Floating free in outer space New and freshly formed Filled with harmony and grace In the beginning all was well Organisms got along Then came the human race And things started...
Are there different meanings to the word smile. I mean, someone smiles when they're happy, When they're sad, someone could smile, just to show they are strong. A smile could be sinister.