April 2012
71 posts
JUNE.
“There is ‘true’ Knowledge. Learn thou it is this:
To see one Changeless Life in all that lives,
And in the Separate, One Inseparable.
There is imperfect Knowledge: that which sees
The separate existences apart,
And, being separated, holds them real.
There is false Knowledge: that which blindly clings
To one as if ‘twere all, seeking no cause,
Deprived of light,...
“Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort
of feeling safe with a person;...”
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For The Love of words ...S. T. COLERIDGE.
LOVE.
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o’er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay Beside the ruin’d tower. The moonshine stealing o’er the scene Had blended with the lights of eve; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear...
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thou livest
The Sapir-Whorf Hypothesis
We dissect nature along lines laid down by our native languages. The categories and types that we isolate from the world of phenomena we do not find there because they stare every observer in the face; on the contrary, the world is presented in a kaleidoscopic flux of impressions which has to be organized by our minds - and this means largely by the linguistic systems in our minds. We cut nature...
A Mornings Muse
And to the one
beneath the cloak
She so firmly spoke
Oh, not me, not I?
For it is the we
Who beguiled bespoke
Entered this ready room
Where our privacy glooms
and Enchanted forests bloom
The lute and lyre arise
Mornings hastening choir
Musings often passed to song
Lotus with its roots in mud
Rises through murky wastes
Blossoms clean and bright
Symbolic to the purity
Resurrecting...
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"A Dream Within A Dream" by Edgar Allan Poe
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand...
“Sweet are the fruits of Rest and Liberation for the sake of Self; but sweeter still the fruits of long and bitter duty. Aye, Renunciation for the sake of others, of suffering fellow men.”
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The Phantom .... of the Opera
Wildly my mind beats against you…
You resist…
Yet but the soul obeys …
Angel of Music, denied
Turning from true beauty!
Angel of Music,
do not shun
protector come
strange Angel!
your Angel of Music …
Come Angel of Music.
Critical Thinking Defined by Edward Glaser
In a seminal study on critical thinking and education in 1941, Edward Glaser defines critical thinking as follows “The ability to think critically, as conceived in this volume, involves three things: ( 1 ) an attitude of being disposed to consider in a thoughtful way the problems and subjects that come within the range of one’s experiences, (2) knowledge of the methods of logical...
Where are you my friend?
Person Like You -Anonymous
The meaning of being special,
is found in a person like you.
A friend who is so thoughtful,
in everything they say and do.
A person who betters my life,
by being a part of it each day.
Someone who touches my heart,
in a special, and unique way.
A person who’s always giving,
and willing to help all they can.
Who truly gives from their heart,
showing...
To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance then to...
When first the movement occurs all things blur until the dust settles then the harmonics grew and drew into the duet of full bodied proportion where all things are seen as new ~ reactions subside and enjoyment abides in loves feathered fest atoning in the gathering of lives very quest …… it is one thing to say and yet another to do.
A proverbial remark which is quite true if one...
A CONSOLATION.
When in disgrace with Fortune and men’s eyes I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate;
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possest,
Desiring this man’s art, and that man’s scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts my...
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