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origins
« on: August 31, 2009, 01:16:07 pm »
i just realized something
ok so
 Brazil
you know how supposedly
we are born
but no one actually remembers being born
 from a mother
your mother
 right
thats because
that not what happens
we actually just appear
just like the universe did
kind of randomly
 and then
as a result of existing
we start dreaming things.. and like we get the idea of having a mother and a family..  and we just live that story, because its whats around us, like we start out as like an egg, one atom
that has this dream and then all the other atoms are just the other ways that the atom could be
they come from the electrons that spin around constantly rearranging to different things and how they interact with proton and neutrons

lisagurl

Re: origins
« Reply #1 on: August 31, 2009, 02:39:34 pm »
The string is the next step.

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Re: origins
« Reply #2 on: August 31, 2009, 03:58:47 pm »
A Dream Within a Dream
~ 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
Grains of the golden sand
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep - while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?



"Everyone who has ever built anywhere a new heaven first found the power thereto in his own hell" - Nietzsche

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Re: origins
« Reply #3 on: August 31, 2009, 04:37:35 pm »
The Old Pook says, "You are living your dreams right now. If you want to change your life, then you must change your dreams."

His wife, Mama Pook says, "You still can't have any pie until you clean up that mess you made in the kitchen."
Girls rule, boys drool.
If I keep a green bough in my heart, then the singing bird will come.

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Re: origins
« Reply #4 on: August 31, 2009, 04:49:01 pm »
Ode to Autumn

SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless 
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; 
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, 
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells. 

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,
Drows’d with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

Robin.

Re: origins
« Reply #5 on: November 19, 2009, 07:23:23 pm »
i just realized something
ok so
 Brazil
you know how supposedly
we are born
but no one actually remembers being born
 from a mother
your mother
 right
thats because
that not what happens
we actually just appear
just like the universe did
kind of randomly
 and then
as a result of existing
we start dreaming things.. and like we get the idea of having a mother and a family..  and we just live that story, because its whats around us, like we start out as like an egg, one atom
that has this dream and then all the other atoms are just the other ways that the atom could be
they come from the electrons that spin around constantly rearranging to different things and how they interact with proton and neutrons

I would think if what realy is, is not but what is imagined, then what is imagined is what is real, and thus not imaginary...

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Re: origins
« Reply #6 on: November 19, 2009, 11:08:56 pm »
that is very true, and sometimes the imagined is much more real than the reality they imagine.
Girls rule, boys drool.
If I keep a green bough in my heart, then the singing bird will come.

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