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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 |
shivani |
Feb 5 2006, 12:00 AM
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QUOTE Good One. I love it. I hope u r not hitting me below the belt. I still love it. I'd rather be a bum than a menace. A bum is a menace nonetheless. khair...it was just something I liked to share. another.. Friends Without Faces We sit and we type and we stare at our screens, We can't help but wonder what all of this means. With mouse in hand ...we roam through this maze, On an infinite search...lost in a daze. We chat with each other, we type all our woes At times we'll band together to gang up on our foes. We wait for somebody, to type out our name We want recognition, but it is always the same. Soon friendships are formed - but - why we don't know, But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow. We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes we'll flirt, In IMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt. Why is it on screen, we are so easily bold, Telling our secrets, that have never been told. The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell, We all have our problems, and need someone to tell. We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must So we turn to our 'puters ...and to those we can trust. Even though it sounds crazy...the truth still remains, Most of my "friends" have no faces...and odd little names. ~Rusty Black, ©1996 |
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