Long Hume Poems

The mind doesn't passively await impressions, no tabula rasa,
The mind is active, understanding, not just a passerby.
He had bete noire towards Christianity, a Scottish Nominalist,
David Hume, born in Edenborough, was a philosophical skeptic.
Born in 1711,...

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some wise men
of different bent, ilk,
orientation and time, 
then our own,
prescribed four spice yellow smoothie milk 
to fortify the virtues 
considered natural and proper
by their standards and rules of the game:
swaddling was à la mode
cuddling...

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PYPU what ya gonna do boyz
PYPU what ya gonna do boyz
PYPU what ya gonna do boyz
don't need to see your Fruit or your Looms
don't wanna see your buttocks in those..
Vincent Motega's don't wanna see your...

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In Konigsberg's silent, winding streets,
A scholar kept a clockwork beat—
Immanuel Kant, whose daily round
Set city watches to their sound.
A mind both shaped by science’ light
And mystic mother’s faith at night,
He stood where reason, faith, and...

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Imagine that someone wants to argue against the existence of air
All the while breathing in air
The Catholics have the Mitered Buffoon
They say Protestants have the “Paper Pope” too
Immanuel Kant said you can’t bring the noumenal...

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Asper sweaty palms, 
and other physiological ills
nothing beats infusion of
spine tingling electrifying chills -
experiencing psychological nirvana,
(nope NOT even 
prescription medication pills)

except attaining, experiencing, and succumbing
delivering to bodily flesh, sans
nightly cathartic, intrinsic dream changing stills
and pacific...

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Let this mist nigh misty remain, 
My eyes moist, words scattered remain, 
Know not, why this moment has marooned? 
Heartbeats lifeless, why mood seems doomed? 
Fine, whole world’s willing to walk with, 
But today let...

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I took a chance and made some calls, cause home
Was on my mind. I knew late 2021 that things there
Wern't going fine. Of the calls i made one was to this
Guy, by the name of...

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It is a nice sunny day
in the eastern Riverina
It is a perfect day to go for a ride
on my klr 650
might go for a ride to
circumnavigate Hume weir
yep
sounds like a plan
so I am thinking about
dropping...

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I, (a bookish educated intelligent nerd,
albeit three score plus tres años)
constitutes a novel titled 
The Virgin's Lover
by Philippa Gregory
another writer from England. 

Not so much to boast
yours truly sunk trenchant figurative teeth
into material authored courtesy
aforementioned...

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I thought it was a solid world
Teacher said there were three more 
States, something I could depend upon
The solid mass seemed sure

Been through water breaking waves
Fallen from a tree in liquid air
Of faith, saw stars...

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Figuratively tack one hundred 
and eighty degrees away...
where joie de vivre underscores 
poetic theme, no matter every day
brings gut wrenching tearful tragedy, 
thee attention for heart warming 
(powdered milk biscuits 
of human kindness)

doth shyly beg...

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How do you know what you know?
You know by stubbing your toe
Induction principle
Back to the future go
It’s epistemological

Is it all empirical?
Is it all observable?
I’m asking how
Atheist’s count
With numbers being abstractable

The induction rule
Is a Christian tool
By...

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Poor ol’ Pyrrho, he’s the hero
Of my somber poetry:
Couldn’t figure how to pick your
Core beliefs with certainty.

Bold Descartes, he got the party
Started with his Cogito.
Up popped Pyrrho (what a zero!),
Said to think is not to...

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PYAR KA EHSAS
suni si wo jindagi , jisme na koi chah aur na wo pyar ka ehsas
badte rahe jindagi me,jis trah kaat rahe the hum jindagi
ek ichha hui kisi ko pane ki
hum ho jate pichhe...

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