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Created on: March 03, 2009
To revel in the mind is a dance that lives without want or need. It is a waltz of freedom, a spinning warp of the loss of care, of restriction, and the heroism of liberation. What is the need of grasping? What is the desire of interaction and investment in the other? What makes this desire impending and lustful for attention and control? Is it the desperate craving for significance? The significance we desire only finds it value in the acceptance of the assumed professional, and experienced, opinion of our fellow man, our neighbor. However, where does their judgment find its wisdom in a resultant superseding of all others? This idea equates a form of vanity in the desired grasping of itself. Assuredly, at this point of existence, the mind can lessen its zealous forwarded plodding and relaxingly depress itself into sunken immobility and laziness. The need, as a result, being a sparking, a livening, a charge, of sorts, thereby spurting adrenaline through cloudy, and dusty vehicles of cerebral movement.
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Poetry: Meaning of life
by Brian Benson
WHEN I WAS A LITTLE BOY.....I GREW UP FAST
When I was a little boy
We played from dawn til dark
Chasing baseballs hit aloft
In
The meaning of Life I ponder
How can good conquer evil? I often wonder
To make a difference I must
By showing of love and
your dragonfly
the beautiful nuisance
I dreamed myself to be
has stayed too long
passed waking
to be of worth to anyone
who resides
Life is a Mirrage
I hear your whispers
I feel your kisses
But it all seems like a dream
With every moment passing
And every secret
A questioned pondered by many, understood by a few
Our purpose, meaning, reason for being,
What were we created to do?
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