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| | Patchworking lines from Plato.Page 29 of 32 (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32) | We’re playing with shadows
On the walls of the cave
Mindset entrenched
In the patters we crave
Bound by tradition that layers the land
Held in convictions we don’t understand
Refugees camped by the tracks of our fear
Waiting for destiny year after year
While we’re playing with shadows on the walls of the cave
Mindset entrenched in the patters we crave
Strangers arrive trailing yesterdays smoke
Clung to the dark of obscurities cloak
Political warlords that stare into flames
Provide cryptic answers that buttress the games
That we’re playing with shadows on the walls of the cave
Mindset entrenched in the patters we crave
Minstrels and mystics tell tales of the sun
Beset with derision before they’ve begun
Visions of summerland, stories they’ve found
While the concepts of misery are keeping us bound
To our playing with shadows on the walls of the cave
Mindset entrenched in the patters we crave
We’re playing with shadows
On the walls of the cave….. | |
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| Patchworking lines from Plato.
Posted: 2/7/2008 8:18:32 PM | There is nothing,
Nothing in this universe
That matters as much as love.
Stars shine memories
That trine your destiny
With mine.
Planets align within us
And our atomic configurations
Release unto each other
The nectar of love.
I want to enfold you
In every fiber of my being,
Breathe you into me
And osmos into you.
I want to swim in your currents
And ride your waves into shore.
A lifetime,
A hundred lifetimes
Will not be enough.
I want the whole universe
With you. | |
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| Patchworking lines from Plato.
Posted: 2/8/2008 7:26:28 AM | Ravin- those were really beautiful...got caught up in your words...
With water comes new life
Something so incredible it is beyond us
Each day that bond between you and I gets stronger
My will and determination is to stay longer
To build our own; a place to call home.
Your life is filled with people of the past
But your spirit, unique and here at last
What will you bring, so new and so fresh
Whatever your path and your story, joy you bring, i can atest
Holding your feet and listening to you laugh
Just like your father, a figure of the past
Etched in your genes
So many nigths that familiarity made me scream
Acceptance and Forgiveness you've taught me
You've changed what I see
What i feel, intensified
With the flow of water comes creation
Holding a unique vision
of the future. | |
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| Patchworking lines from Plato.
Posted: 2/8/2008 11:37:44 AM | Awareness
they sit as pawns in a row
believing in the richness of light
as it opens the darkness
and paints awareness
on the wall of the cave
a cave so long ago forgotten
but still viable today
in empty shadows of churches
in the deepest recess of a mind
it eludes the teachings
scribes and parchment
blinded by tradition without questioning
do they not feel the warmth upon their backs?
aren’t they even tempted to turn around
the blind man speaks
and the echo falls upon empty walls of caves. | |
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| Patchworking lines from Plato.
Posted: 2/8/2008 12:31:53 PM | There is nothing,
Nothing in this universe
That matters as much as love.
Stars shine memories
That trine your destiny
With mine.
You said it Lady of the Ravins!! | |
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| Patchworking lines from Plato.
Posted: 2/8/2008 3:47:50 PM | Well thank you lady of the river.
Autumn, I so agree. The sun likes to shine on our faces, we just need to turn around.
Jesyca, that was lovely. I agree, Water is such a sacred element of life, flows through time and place, like memories do. | |
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| Patchworking lines from Plato.
Posted: 2/9/2008 10:37:12 AM | hi gal, welcome back...hey, can you strike these irons? 
I missed first, last....posting here because it's an interesting story about a humble crop we take for granted and how it saved the world...
baked or mashed?
the humble potato
saved many from hunger
the last mini ice age
when europe was starving
tall crops
wheat and barley
flattened and molding
a root crop
the potato
helped ease
the hunger
germany recovered
the french refused
you've heard of
the revolution
fomented from starving
"let them eat cake"
a hearty meal
a potato could make
LS
edit: and then the germans tried to take over the world, and the potato crops got rot in Ireland, causing a mass migration to the US due to all the starving...fascinatin'! | |
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Posted: 2/9/2008 2:36:02 PM | Thems no small potatoes either.
I've been growing potaotes most of my life. White, yellow, red, purple, brown...love to grow all the interesting kind. You know it originates in South America? Same family as tomatoes, peppers and eggplant. | |
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| Patchworking lines from Potatoes.
Posted: 2/10/2008 7:48:53 PM | Love is the reason
And it takes believing
Not in the fairy tales and illusions
Nor in the sad delusions of divorce rate
No ,finding right mate
Takes believing in yourself, and to dare
To believe in the love you have to share.
“And in the end
The love you take
Is equal to the love
You make.” | |
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| Patchworking.
Posted: 2/25/2008 7:58:57 AM | Sanctified
Red moon dominates the eventide landscapes
Surreal against the mid-winter backdrop
There is nowhere else to look
Magnetized focus
As she rises gigantic above the horizon
And I am held
Still…..
Driving country roads of slush and solitude
Making my way
Home.
There’s something out there
In Coyotes secret world,
Stringing farm field to farm field
Forrest and river
Dotted houses set amidst
Lit up for all to see…
Passerby’s
Squatters.
Deer trails of ancient passages
Where others follow
While the silent winged ones listen
As they have forever.
Do they see me?
Encased in metal
Spewing fumes of ancient forests
As I race across the landscape
Faster than any coyote can run?
That our worlds meet at all
Are only shown in road kill
And sudden endings. | |
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| Patchworking.
Posted: 2/26/2008 7:15:54 PM | Our home
a lamplit oasis where stars gather
watching the night skies
a trillion galaxies of homelands
celebrating love
where possibilities shine. | |
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| Patchworking.
Posted: 3/2/2008 9:59:18 AM | balance
at this point in time
we still have a choice
to simplify
we have gone awry
and no one can project
where this will end
now progress will be to mend,
amend
lend nature a hand
to heal
we balance on the edge
of a spinning wheel
going downhill
reaching level land
must be an act of will
if we are to remain
then we must kneel
LS 03/02/08 | |
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mmmmmy
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Msg: 713 | |
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Posted: 3/2/2008 11:03:44 AM | Photos
The mounds of moments
times so long
Each one brings a different song
love is held within
one moment
Drifting in my heart
so potent!
Beautiful faces, warm sweethearts
Love that lived
yet...now are gone.
The mounds of love I have so dear
each given to me
once one so beloved
is gone...
I have placed each one in a protected place
each day I try to capture my courage
Sitting down and looking at each face;
Each day it renders me helpless or busy
Someday I will set aside
hours of a day
just to sit down and cry
Hold each moment in my view
each so special...each so true!
Closer to my heart, feeling each remember!
I am lucky to have such a wonderful thing
yet I really do know
of the pain
it all brings! | |
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| Patchworking.
Posted: 3/2/2008 12:01:58 PM | Hey Brizo, I caught that in last lines, thanks for bringing it here. Up in Canada, they are trying to put a censorship bill in so that our filmakers will not get funding unless it passes this censorship committee. Unlike your country, where you have big film industries that fund movies, we have government funds. If this bill goes forward, the government would be able to dictate what films get made, based on some arbitrary board decision. We already have very strict laws about pornography and hate propaganda that filter out the bad guys in place, so have no need of extra censor. It is a scary prospect that is reminiscent of Chinese policies. That's what the post you followed spoke about.
Hey mmmmmmmy, good to see you home again.
here's the post from 1st line...
t just doesn't rhyme
he said with a smirk
so it's not poetry.
This argument, time, and again, I'll defend
verse free, it's easy to be, as creative as it flows
who knows, or dares to say, what may, or may not
constitute thought, in free verse? The reverse, is to stifle,
hold a rifle, to the head, instead. Once again, like bill C-10
we have sensor threat, committees that, think they can say,
what may, be considered art, and a big part,
of that is our acquiescence, when we risk the very essence,
of creativity, our naivety, holds our head in the sand,
Canadians need to understand, our voice, our free choice
is under attack, and there's no way back. China dolls with pins,
as our voice begins, to be broken, not a word was spoken,
allowing this foreign censorship entity
Bill C-10 swallows the Canadian identity. | |
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| Patchworking.
Posted: 3/2/2008 12:26:55 PM | definitely something to think about. with the leadership Canada has today , do you think perhaps this move is truely Canadian or may be a law for the big film industries
from our southern neighbours as reps 'in cognito' , to RELAX the "pornography and hate" filters ...
since we "already have strict porn and hate" laws this doesn't seem to jive...
...interesting stuff | |
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| Patchworking.
Posted: 3/2/2008 12:51:12 PM | I hear you Crystal winds! But our true neighbors also abhor this kind of censorship. It seems to be a small group of people, wanting control, and they do not recognize borders or sovereignty anyway.
They recognize corporate reality, money as the bottom line, and world control. And it's up to us to be the true voice. Humanity has no borders either!
here's one on the same topic from Lyrics lines.
So we sit in silence, our thoughts our own
not daring to share, our cover not blown
keeping it silent, the voice of the land
no limit to censorship, do you not understand?
If C-10 is passed then the "moral-less minority"
become the voice of the hidden authority
we'll loose our art, our film and our voice
at this point in time, we STILL have a choice! | |
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Posted: 3/2/2008 3:29:26 PM | Ravin, since I didn't have much of an idea what you were referring to, I took the last line in a different direction....(it is better to remain silent and be thought an ass than to speak up and remove all doubt) - not sure who to credit this with
Thanks for the information though, I was thinking of emailing you and asking...I was curious... | |
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Posted: 3/2/2008 4:11:56 PM | | You're welcome Brizo. Our whole film industry would be affected if this bill is passed, but more importantly, we would be a step closer to Chinese style Big Brother. Lots of people riled up about this up here, so I doubt it will pass. Enough of us who ARE the tax paying public will speak out against it....I hope. | |
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| Patchworking.
Posted: 3/2/2008 8:16:11 PM | Actually, I think it goes beyond film. If this bill passes what's next? Book burnings? Censorship in any form is a disgrace. Good on you Ravin! I've voted everywhere I can.   | |
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Posted: 3/2/2008 9:17:28 PM | A controversial item has been slipped into
a sprawling 600-page bill on income tax.
Passed already by The House of Commons
it is now in its 3rd reading in the Senate
It slipped through the cracks and was voted on
by many who did not catch its meaning
of the right to censorship
of the content of film and tv in Canada.
Is this underhanded method legal?
What point is being made by our government
to allow a few to speak for the arts in Canada.
It is our voice not theirs which should be heard
to decide on what we as Canadians feel is acceptable.
Ban firearms, moneylaundering, political bribes
ban too much power in the hands of a Heritage committee,
but please leave the arts and freedom of expression out of this
I wasn’t me that voted this government in
So where are the voices of those we did vote for? | |
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| Patchworking.
Posted: 3/3/2008 6:35:27 AM | We are led around by the bull
ring around who knows
I suppose we could blame the government
and the sparring tournament
we call elections.
But who set the directions?
Every time we allowed a voice to override our say
Every time we held back an opinion because there may
be a fundamentalist idealist in the crowd
we have allowed
minority control. It's a hypocrisy
of democracy.
How many have hidden their understanding
in the face of status quo demanding
that we all follow their ancient script?
Are we so ill equipped
to stand up and be counted as a member of the human race?
Is it all about saving face
and fitting in
when will we begin
to accept our birthright, restore
our position as all children of the Creator?
Do unto others twisted into a diatribe
of follow my leader, never mind the bribe
that got him there.
All too few care
or feel they have any power or say
"waitin' for the world to change" some day
perhaps as the old elite die off
and their descendants fly off
in lear jets to Mars
we can begin to heal the collective scars
and the mprints of slavery and fear
We could then begin to clear
the debris of five thousand years of colonization
and finally understand we are all one nation
all our relations. | |
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| Patchworking.
Posted: 3/3/2008 8:21:46 AM | I tried to collect child support, I was pretty slow in realizing...
oh and I once tried to keep my business from being hi-jacked (long story)
oh well...
and I saw words sink like rocks
like love and all that
Welcome to The Gong Show
the system's a heap
of red tape and what the bleap
all I can say...is | |
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| Patchworking.
Posted: 3/3/2008 6:49:17 PM | Was George right when quiped those words
"Declare the pennies on your eyes"
Some o'er ages where man taxes man have called taxation
A blight on the unwilling by the unworthy for the benefit of no one
Such ignoble cause comes of the thriftless coins they clutch
Tossed in frivilous haste bad after good
Endless tape worms of columns of savings from your pocket
Mad accountants dancing round statute volumes
Case law say they then, given law from the hill by men
And through it all stands the coin of the realm
The gleaming melted hunk of metal struck in relief
Meaningless squiggles on pages by the stroke of a pen
Leather bound laws piled higher than the edifice there housed
Confounding expression of disingenuous law
Of those pennies for my eyes I shall bequeath
One for god - and the other for the lawyers
Because I do love to watch academics fight
Stupid bloody taxes. | |
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| Patchworking.
Posted: 3/3/2008 7:27:51 PM | Am loving the rants here today! Ya Crystal, been there......
and David, why welcome to my humble abode, well one of my apartments here. Am very happy to see you, but, don't you have some other pics???? I seem to recall some goooood ones.  | |
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| Patchworking from Autums new game
Posted: 3/4/2008 11:08:25 AM | Poets
high-fly
into the sunlit skies
Capturing dreams and rainbows of awareness
facundity that flutters into consciousness
as butterflies cocooned into being
wordplay above the canopy of our highest thinking. | |
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