All hatred will inevitably lose -- hate is founded in, loss of mind, loss of soul, misguided love. Hate is love of evil! "Love thy enemy...." I know, I have a lot of trouble with that one also.
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Yes, it is like that. I always write in bed, lying down, using pencil for ink floods back. Cat is next to me, probably wondering why I bother when we could be out hunting. Little does he know, I am hunting composition. Clawing into paper, till it drips poetry.
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A wish is only the first faint whisper of intention and must be nourished with deep and abiding purpose to grow steadily, inevitably, into the great symphony of our whole being.
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Warfare is the malignant use of directed energy. Inter-stellar warfare favors the defense, because an intrenched inhabitant has an enormous energy advantage over an approaching invader. So inter-stellar government will probably be federation or feudalism.
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It's a good idea for a poet to read a lot of poetry, preferably in more than one language, making no effort either to concentrate on or to avoid the poetry of any particular country or century, including your own: just read what you like. Then when you write a poem, assume your reader has read, understood, and liked all the same poetry that you have read, understood, and liked. That this isn’t true doesn’t matter.
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A great sense of loss is that there are probably more Ramanujans than there are Hardys: that genius is less rare than its recognition.
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If I can't make you laugh then I probably won't kick-it with you.
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Probably, after food and safe shelter, a quest for wholesome novelty is our greatest challenge in life. A lack of it, often leads to destructive behavior.
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There is never any hurry on the Creative Plane & there is no lack of opportunity. There is always enough for everyone. The moment you begin to hurry, you cease to be a creator & become a competitor. You drop back into old places again. Always convey to your mind the impression of increase. Inevitably the Universe will respond according to your frequency.
©GhairoDanielsQuotes
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You can probably call me anything you want, I won't answer to anything normally, anyway... I'm still Infantile.
-Gray Squirrel
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The one who wrote, Truth is self-evident, was correct...profoundly in touch with spiritual Truth. I have said this before, but I will say it again, if I have to convince myself, as to whether something is right or wrong, go though a litany of gymnastic thought -- it is probably wrong! Truth doesn't require knowledge...it does not require proving -- it is like God's presence -- we just know...and that fact is unshakable, regardless of the profound consequences.
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We know there is a divine realm because mathematics exists. And to those who would say mathematics is a human construction, I respond, you probably haven't done much math. Mathematics is consistently smarter than mathematicians, and its soul is deeper as well.
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Not suggesting that there is no right and wrong. But why must it always be your right and my wrong? So fixed in our beliefs, Is there no place of doubt where the two of us can reside peacefully, amiably?
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In the journey of a Christian, do not walk meekly, do not walk proudly, walk comfortably.
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Joe Biden is irretrievably dumb and mentally impaired but that’s nothing compared to his voters.
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When you internalize so much?
It inevitably explodes on the page.
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Admittedly, I’m probably pretty vanilla,
I just want one flavor with a spicy kink just for me. Still, I can respect a desire for rainbow sprinkles or sorbet, we all have different tastes but love what we love the same way.
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You have probably made yourself too present for others if you observe that they begin to disregard and take advantage of you. Be less present and more absent.
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Nowadays, it might be challenging to locate someone with decent morals and personality. Furthermore, we shouldn't presume that someone has wonderful character based just on their appearance or their good behavior, just as we shouldn't judge a book by its cover. They may be beneficial to us right now, but circumstances inevitably change. Change happens regularly and frequently in humans. In my opinion there ought to be more trustworthy and honorable people in this society.
Gratia Pieris
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being with him was like avoiding the beauty of a danger stormy sky at the orizon, he was unpredictably unstable and yet lovely in own way.
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Positive Thinkers
The vision they have of themselves,
is whay they invariably become.
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probably lots of universes.
different dimensions to us too.
anything that is possible is possible
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If there is a snake in your garden it's probably Republican.
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Sit comfortably in a quite and lowly lit place.
place both hands over your and feel your heartbeat.
Take in a deep breath slowly and feel your heart beat
Slowly exhale feeling your Heartbeat.
Take in another deep breath and feel Love encompassing your heart.
Exhale slowly letting Love permeate your heart.
Take in another deep breath and now feel your Love spread through out your body and soul.
Exhale slowly and and feel the intensity of your love light your life.
After all you are Love.
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Death knocks to our doors since the day we are born, make sure you open it honorably and a new life shall receive you. May 2018.
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Be kind to everyone, including yourself.
If you aren't compassionate with yourself, how do you know how to be empathetic with others?
Absolve yourself for not only earlier mistakes, but for those that you will inevitably make.
Life is truly too short for self-hatred. And it ends up hurting those we care most about.
Forgiveness, compassion, self-love, and kindness must be universal in all that we do and speak.
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It’s not that I don’t want to die;
I shall be glad to go.
Enough of diabetes pie,
and eating sickly crow!
Enough of win and place and show.
Enough of endless woe!
Enough of suffering and vice!
I’ve said it once;
I’ll say it twice:
I shall be glad to go.
But why the hell should I be nice
when no one asked for my advice?
So grumpily I’ll go ...
although
(most probably) below.
('Enough!' by Michael R. Burch)
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Indescribable—our love—and still we say
with eyes averted, turning out the light,
“I love you,” in the ordinary way
and tug the coverlet where once we lay,
all suntanned limbs entangled, shivering, white ...
indescribably in love. Or so we say.
('Ordinary Love' by Michael R. Burch)
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The pain of love is this:
the parting after the kiss;
the train steaming from the station
whistling abnegation;
each interstate’s bleak white bar
that vanishes under your car;
every hour and flower and friend
that cannot be saved in the end;
dear things of immeasurable cost ...
now all irretrievably lost.
(Michael R. Burch)
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Writing poetry is like skipping stones on the water: your poetic prowess will determine how long it will take before it inevitably sinks into oblivion.
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