A quick study
fast learner
knowledge gainer
page-turner
info. retainer
midnight lube burner
all at sea
in a world of turmoil
choosing my words carefully
pouring oil on turbulent waters
a salve to soothe the sorry soul
picking only those
which carry weight
reset the balance
and the sentiment I wish to state
losing myself in the still point
of my poetry
it's there where I find
sweet sanctuary
Tired, nervous—went for viva,
He thought I was calm and wiser.
The observer smirked, then eyed,
"So, You Study?"—I just sighed.
In vanity, we inquire into the empty heavens
And witness only birds hunting
In vanity, we dive into the sea and the earth
And discover just bones rotting
In vanity, we read the writings of the learned
And find their footsteps decaying
Within you, behind all the clothing of words
Look, and behold the eternal tree of knowledge
Whose fruits are mankind's untainted ideas
And rests within our hand's reach, beyond the world's edge
Inspired by a passage from "The Principles of Human Knowledge" by the Irish philosopher George Berkeley, near the end of the work's introduction.
Study Talks
Maths, Science, English, Hindi,
Sr. Newton why u discovered gravity? ,
Formulas and experiments,
books took our brain on rent
Day or night root and Square
always have frustating fight.
My bat and ball are waiting for me,
I also wanna play out suddenly.
It's been a long time,
Since I have drawn something.
I just want to free myself
to achive more and more...... everything,
English has its Grammar,
Math and physics are undiscovered
chemistry and biology
they even make me feeling lazy.
History for me is like a mystery,
I would learn photography
rather than geography.
?? thanks
sans geography
The USA is this world
others, planets...
Japan is Russia
Brazil is in China
China is out there...!
“But, for my own part, it was Greek to me”
Julius Ceasar Act 1 scene 2 by Shakespeare
trying to study the language of ancient Attica
is like studying all the rules in mathematica
it is all Greek to me!
I gaze intently at my half melted 'icy pole' in awe
Realise it has morphed.' And to become
That most transient thing a 'lop-cicle) just my one sided
View readers.!
The term lop-cicle is now a copyrighted term btw
Lol))) ps an urgent update.!! It has entered the final
Phase of its existence,, by becoming a plop-cicle.!
Do not be concerned.' I shall not go into any graphic
Details.!!
A google article gives 'allied troops' credit for liberation
Of the death camp.' It was Russian forces that did it really.'
Working in step with free countries.' When did they become enemies of the west.? Certainly under stalins rule
They were a threat..Yet in the late 1980s they proposed the
Glasnost agenda.' And handed East Berlin to n a t o.) With
The agreement n a t o would not move one inch further east.' Now they are the enemy again.? Although they are;
A free market country with a Christian ethos.' It all looks
Rather suspect to me.' Against such observations drawn from
History.'
Family programs used to abuse me
Relationship programs used to abandon me
Friendship programs used to outcast me
Resource programs used to hinder me
Society programs used to influence me
Institutional programs used to distort me
Principality programs used to discredit me
Municipality programs used to harass me
Mass media programs used to haunt me
Religious programs used to control me...
I am standing with healed wounds,
I am stronger the expected,
I am wiser without a doubt,
I am present without resentment,
I am fearless, brave and powerful
I am free.
A STUDY IN VIOLET
This treasure house of objets d’art
Littered with plots and storylines
A room encrusted with jewels of history
Inviolate – and undisturbed.
Over there, a military tunic
Blue – and in such fine condition.
Pale lapels perhaps too remote or innocent
Of its vile ‘let them have it’ past.
Here, an abandoned symphony
Black notes pebbledash the page.
Written for that ancient violin, no…
Viol. Late Belle Epoch I think.
That leather book I recognise
An ancient asset register.
And with such work of reference
Identify - a little more.
A philtre or monk’s cure perhaps.
Or poison, used to sway an empire.
Something forensic science may analyse
This phial – let it keep its secret.
Here, a scroll. Homeric tragedy?
Greek, according to the words.
Those old strange symbols, faded now
A ‘Phi’ or letter ‘P’ – I’m sure.
I cannot touch nor be considered
A robber, loose in a dusty tomb.
Caught in the torchlight, gold in hand
Say ‘Fie!’ – or let him go.
This treasure is too much for anyone
To really own. To hide away.
Bequeathed to me but never really mine.
Something Auntie Violet always knew.
I was a child, peering down,
down into my soul’s abyss,
a sterile kingdom by the Dead Sea.
She was also a child, my loveless alter ego
a glass jar not even half full.
Our love was too vacuous to harbor affection or hope.
My alter ego, Lissa Marie.
She was a child, peering upward, upward,
delving more deeply into my spirit’s stunted reach.
The proverbial babe in the woods was she,
harboring the dour rude awakenings
of the great prophets and sages.
She stirred in me all that is sacred,
and inspired and true.
Yet her flame diminished
into smoldering embers—no Phoenix rising.
She departed as she entered, a demure lady.
She came to me as lady light,
departed as lady death.
I shall retain my love for her, my
alter ego, 'til my last breath
Our souls entwined
Yet the angels show their jealously
So divine was she, coequal.
Her essence upon me,
love worn weary,
I’ve become one
with Lissa Marie.
Staring at the ceiling in dark
Missing ur eyes full of spark..
Was ur eyes something in which I got lost..
I want ur gaze maybe at any cost
Swelled up eyes like the rasin in water
Almost drowned in the sea of melancholy
Am I still waiting for someone who can heal...
Someone who can see the things I have conceal..!
Past maybe heart wrenching..
But present is still here to feel alive
Eyes are the ocean in which all poets choose to dive
The one who dives completely in that ocean of eyes.
Would be the one to see the reason behind all those messy lies!
The mess is just like the moon that is still beautiful.. Even when its crescent...
In the end, its all about learning from past and living in present...!
Psychology is the study of how we are all so predictable.
Brains, brains. Our brains teach us when to flinch, and when to hurt.
Nature is sparkling and unwavering.
We are only unwavering.
Unlike nature, we are all pretending.
As if we are tricking those scientists.
By zig-zagging like an unknown creature.
But they know and they watch.
We are creatures, but we are known.
No matter where we hide,
In the jagged forest.
Those psychologists know our patterns.
Those psychologists just know.
Sometimes all you can do is rage,
rage against the machine, rage against humanity
rage against the way
decks get stacked and chips fall.
These are the times
for being apoplectic
if nothing else to purge oneself
of all the crap you have consumed.
And when your apoplexy passes
time to regroup with friends who hold you dear,
with dogs and plants,
and all the things that know how to take and take and take,
and then give you what you need.
The first lesson in life
is there are certainly others who love you.
The second is this life isn't fair
and never will be.
And the way this happens -
either by stroke of luck or curse -
is always beyond control.
But that doesn’t make it bad.
As difficult and unpleasant as it gets
it can always get worse.
And even when you feel you can’t take any more,
the thing to remember, that no matter how bad,
it can all be healed with a single breath.
(for Carol - 8/3/23)
Eye on scriptures
Subject on words
Questions and answers
Knowledge and understanding
Aftermath experiences extending into wisdom
Lessons gained
Wonders that followed
Heaven’s lead
Worshippers proceed
Biblical historical back
Revelation to present time
Wonder in the mind
Faith that should be behind
Believing in receiving
Research with gain
Studying that will remain
Carrying out in every walk and talk
The Devil will always try to get in the way
Tell the Devil not today
The Lord’s defense always my getaway
Bible study always having a take away
Learn and your salvation will become stronger
Understanding will last longer
Sustaining will make you wiser
Bible Study that says it all
Let God’s knowledge be your call.
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