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catch22 |
Aug 16 2005, 03:28 PM
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Jump-Rope Rhyme (Tom Hansen)
Tat tvam asi: thou art that- that leaf, that tree, that cow, that cat, that cloud, that sky, that moon, that sun, that you, that I- for all are one. So here you are and there you go and who you were you hardly know. I think this I is only me: a drip, a drop, but not the sea. Yet when I wake from all these dreams, then like the snake, I'll shed what seems: this mask, this skin, this ball and chain. I will begin to fall like rain. Our heart's last home: the wind-whipped foam, the sweet, deep sea. Tat tvam asi. "The moment we want to believe something, we suddenly see all the arguments for it, and become blind to the arguments against it."
"Reading made Don Quixote a gentleman, but believing what he read made him mad. " "You'll never have a quiet world till you knock the patriotism out of the human race. " George Bernard Shaw |
YaarMere |
Sep 22 2005, 08:37 PM
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Lets talk of graves, of worms and epitaphs;
Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the erath. Lets choose executors & talk of wills; And yet not so for what can we bequeath save our deposed bodies to the ground. No idea who its by. Time 4 Shakespear: Blow, blow thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind... As man's ingratitude. |
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