Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn
A cool breeze in summer, snow in winter.
If your mind isn’t clouded by unnecessary things,
This is the best season of your life
A cool breeze in summer, snow in winter.
If your mind isn’t clouded by unnecessary things,
This is the best season of your life
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“You can hold back from
suffering of the world,
you have permission to do so,
and it is in accordance
with your nature,
but perhaps this very holding back
is the one suffering
you could have avoided"
suffering of the world,
you have permission to do so,
and it is in accordance
with your nature,
but perhaps this very holding back
is the one suffering
you could have avoided"
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Now we will count to twelve and we will all keep still
for once on the face of the earth, let's not speak in any language;
let's stop for a second, and not move our arms too much.
It would be an exotic moment without rush, without engines;
we would all be together in a sudden strangeness.
Fisherman in the cold sea would not harm the whales
and the man gathering salt would not hurt his hands.
Those who prepare green wars, wars with gas, wars with fire,
victories with no survivors, would put on clean clothes
and walk about with their brothers in the shade, doing nothing.
What I want should not be confused with total inactivity.
Life is what it is about...
If we were not so single-minded about keeping our lives moving,
and for once could do nothing, perhaps a huge silence
might interrupt this sadness of never understanding ourselves
and of threatening ourselves with death.
Perhaps the earth can teach us as when everything seems to be dead in winter and later proves to be alive. Now I'll count to twelve and you keep quiet and I will go.
for once on the face of the earth, let's not speak in any language;
let's stop for a second, and not move our arms too much.
It would be an exotic moment without rush, without engines;
we would all be together in a sudden strangeness.
Fisherman in the cold sea would not harm the whales
and the man gathering salt would not hurt his hands.
Those who prepare green wars, wars with gas, wars with fire,
victories with no survivors, would put on clean clothes
and walk about with their brothers in the shade, doing nothing.
What I want should not be confused with total inactivity.
Life is what it is about...
If we were not so single-minded about keeping our lives moving,
and for once could do nothing, perhaps a huge silence
might interrupt this sadness of never understanding ourselves
and of threatening ourselves with death.
Perhaps the earth can teach us as when everything seems to be dead in winter and later proves to be alive. Now I'll count to twelve and you keep quiet and I will go.
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I seek the truth in you
The weak lie is not you
So speak up,
yes you
The truth hurts but it works
The truth simplifies and dignifies
The truth sooths preserving your youth
I ask the truth of you
Cry now,
take a tissue
So speak up,
yes you
The truth signifies and modifies
The truth is within and the best way to begin
The truth is a good start especially for sweethearts
I need the truth of you
Simply choose your venue
So speak up,
yes you
The truth to any degree
Is a starting point to be free
Just like one and two make three
So speak up,
yes youIf
you agree
5 comments:
The truth is not a portal that leads us to new light and understanding. Nor is the door that can close on old memories. The truth does not signify an ending, beginning, or middle. The truth hurts, soothes, scorches, and heals. The only thing that prevents the truth is the truth itself. Asking for the truth is equivalent of asking a person to shed their "simple lie", to shed their only protection, so they may be left vulnerable while you seek out what you want. The truth is not as simple as addition; it never has and will never be. And the more of the truth that is known, the more enclosed a person becomes in what they have said and what the "truth" is.
We cannot define truth, much less call it good and assume everyone is willing to accept that definition. I'll take a tissue; not because the truth is finally known, but because so much of it still has to hide.
I'd just like to reiterate part of the above, the truth can't be defined. Truth is relative, and there is no ultimate truth. In some senses, truth doesn't even exist. Idk, just my take on the world. In fact, my most recent post reiterates my opinion that the world, is all in perspective.
wow, kassidy! you actually posted something for once!! it's a miracle! jk lol
The thing is, truth is always there, yes it can be lost, nevertheless, there. A lie is hiding the truth, there can be no lie without truth.
Truth is what you percieve to be correct by what u beleive or know to be true. I can't say that someone is lieing if they believe it as it is true because that truth is based one their own perspective. A lie is covering up what they believe; to hide what they believe as truth. Yes, sometimes truth hurts and other times it comforts but a lie is always going to be there in your mind and will never be forgotten if you remeber the know the truth. unless the truth is reveiled a lie is never uncovered. I believe that truth is always better and will make any situation in the end better than before than a lie, and that is the truth from my perspective. It is debatabe but it is what i believe, and that is the truth. truth can sometimes not be what u want to hear or easy to except, but it will always make something better whether it is reliezed or not at first. Truth can restore anything, it can break something but if used corretly will always be put back together if agreed by anyone who believes that truth.
Truth is always the frst thing and last thing i try and lieing is the last thing on my mind. truth is always respected, lieing tears a reputation.
Im just explaining what i believe to be truth, and ill respect what everyone else beleives to be truth.
A lie does not always hide the truth. Sometimes it is called a misrepresentation, or just plain confusion. The vibe I receive from your [Kassidy's] post is that a lie is always intentional. Many times, it is not.
That said, a lie does not become a twisted version of the truth, but simply another statement of the truth.
Does that mean there is no difference between a lie and the truth?
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