BORED

[Nixit]

Don't worry it's fine
We are making progress, yes.
It will just take time.

[Nixit]

Well... I'm bored, so I'm going to post this poem that I had to do for school. It's a tad religious... but just a tad. It's my own personal philosophy.


If there is a God
like many people say,
well I hate to contradict,
but I do not agree
with the image
they convey
I have my own guess,
my own thought,
my thinking,
my theory
My
hypothesis.
To put it simply,
my own way.

But once this is done,
or I should say
finished.
Give me your sense,
what do you think?
Do you agree?
Or disagree...
And hate me too?
So tell me how you feel.
But first,
think it through.

See, this is God’s Dream,
just up in his head.
This is God’s Dream,
‘cause he’s tucked safely
in bed.
But one night,
he was a ponderin’
What if?
What if...
If I created
a world,
a universe,
an existence?
What would it be?
Would there be life?
Would nothing happen at all?
But mostly, he thought,
Would it be happy?
If life came to being,
and indeed it might,
These people?
Intelligent?
Sophisticated?
Or dumb,
and simple.
Would life change,
and evolve
overtime?
Overtime,
would one species
dominate all the rest?
God’s questions had no end.

And thus, that night,
he dreamt of a
world,
Our Earth,
And our universe.
Now, he’s contemplating,
He’s observing,
God is letting it all
play out.
With no control.

And as he dreams,
it our duty,
Human’s duty,
to make this world,
our home planet
Earth,
As good
and righteous
and pure
as humanly
possible.
Then,
we hope,
the other life forms
if any,
do the same.
And I suppose,
time will tell.

[Dee]

I can comment on lots of things, but I won't.

[Darth_Tater]

ah theres a fun subject. Always loved to write and talk about religion

[Sunni Daez]

Very good! I like it!

[Darth_Tater]

Nixit you've inspired me hah

Religion..what a thing
where did it come from
ever wonder?
heaven and hell
Gods and Goddesses
Manifestations?
Material beings?
Ideals?
Results of '' hearing voices''...
mental illness?
ever wonder..
why its in times of need
that people find relgion
is it a human trait?
do humans need a form of hope?
ah the human mind
is religion..
the oldest for of ...
story telling...
nursery ryhmes..
meant to scare you into doing whats right?
why fear a loving and forgiving god?
ever wonder?
what the answer is?
...ever list to your gut?
...or your eyes?
ever listen to your heart?

[Pie]

well, humens in nature need hope, hope that there is a chans for a better life, without hope everyone would die becouse without hope, there would be no life. so humans need hope for somthing better, or they would kill themselvs. must i say more. (nick, don't answer)

[wichita]

Food for thought with the poetry you guys.

[west]

This is a good time to quote one of the finest poets of the modern age, the late Czeslaw Milosz:

If there is no God,
Not everything is permitted to man.
He is still his brother’s keeper
And he is not permitted to sadden his brother,
By saying that there is no God.

[Sunni Daez]

ahh...well I shall share another..

From the deepest depths,
It arises.
Consuming all in its path.
Unyielding,
Unforgiving.
Taking control of the soul.
Nothing can excape,
no place to hide.
Engulfing, shrouding,
It creeps inside.
Growing thicker,
The blackness overcomes.
And day gives into night.

[Darth_Tater]

oo I like that

[west]

And I shall share one as well

This afternoon
I cracked an egg
Into a hot skillet.

It did not spread
It did not flow
It just stood there

Gelatinously.

"You are a bad egg!"
I cried. And then I cried.
Because I wanted eggs for dinner,

And that one was no good.
Which means I wasted an egg.

Damn it.

(true story!)

[Sunni Daez]

Interesting...never had an egg behave quite like that before tho...

Ohhh Poetry cornor is alive!!



The saddness,
The depression,
Like heavy black weights on my soul.
It rains in my heart,
Storms in my mind,
There is no freedom from the pain.
The tears fall,
Muscles tremble,
Unable to control the fears.
I am afraid,
I feel alone,
The darkness overcomes, and I sleep.


(alot of my recent poetry was written for a charrie who lost her love ...hmmm about 8 cantr years ago, and she still suffers the pain of her loss)

[Darth_Tater]

One cool night
just as my eyelids touched
and my mind began to slip into subconscious
I found my self being blinded by a bright light
a flash
a boom followed
and a wind came over me
threw me out of my bed and onto the floor made of sand and dirt
I found myself unsure what to do
or what was happening
then another flash
anothere boom
dust in the air
confusion in my mind
opening my eyes to find its not a dream
but time to work

[Sunni Daez]

Good One!