Quote:- The future says:Dear mortals;I know you are busy with your colourful lives;I have no wish to waste the little time that remainsOn arguments and heated debates;But before I can appearPlease, close your eyes, sit stillAnd listen carefullyTo what I am about to say;I haven't happened yet, but I will.I can't pretend it's going to beBusiness as usual.Things are going to change.I'm going to be unrecognisable.Please, don't open your eyes, not yet.I'm not trying to frighten you.All I ask is that you think of meNot as a wish or a nightmare, but as a storyYou have to tell yourselves -Not with an endingIn which everyone lives happily ever after,Or a B-movie apocalypse,But maybe starting with the line'To be continued...'And see what happens next.Remember this; I am notWritten in stoneBut in time - So please don't shrug and sayWhat can we do?It's too late, etc, etc, etc.Dear mortals,You are such strange creaturesWith your greed and your kindness,And your hearts like broken toys;You carry fear with you everywhereLike a tiny godIn its box of shadows.You love festivals and musicAnd good food.You lie to yourselvesBecause you're afraid of the dark.But the truth is: you are in my handsAnd I am in yours.We are in this together,Face to face and eye to eye;We're made for each other.Now those of you who are still here;Open your eyes and tell me what you see.
Author:- Nick Drake
Category:- poetry
Quote:- The future that we will never experience is constantly haunting us in the present moment. Thus, taking away our true happiness.
Author:- Mwanandeke Kindembo
Category:- Love
Quote:- The future's blurry, when the past is a trap.
Author:- Raajesh Pillai
Category:- motivational
Quote:- The game of SUCCESS reminds us to raise our own bar, understand that nothing is permanent and silence can still be heard.
Author:- Sanita Belgrave
Category:- motivational,inspiration
Quote:- The game seems childish, at first. But all of art is childish, all storytelling, all human hope and fear.
The Overstory
Author:- Richard Powers
Category:- hope
Quote:- The Garden En robe de parade. - SamainLike a skein of loose silk blown against a wallShe walks by the railing of a path in Kensington Gardens,And she is dying piece-mealof a sort of emotional anaemia. And round about there is a rabbleOf the filthy, sturdy, unkillable infants of the very poor.They shall inherit the earth. In her is the end of breeding.Her boredom is exquisite and excessive.She would like some one to speak to her,And is almost afraid that I will commit that indiscretion.
Author:- Ezra Pound
Category:- poetry
Quote:- The Garden of LoveI went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And 'Thou shalt not' writ over the door; So I turn'd to the Garden of Love, That so many sweet flowers bore. And I saw it was filled with graves, And tomb-stones where flowers should be: And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds, And binding with briars, my joys & desires.
Songs of Innocence and of Experience
Author:- William Blake
Category:- poetry
Quote:- The gates of hell are open night and day;Smooth the descent, and easy is the way:But to return, and view the cheerful skies,In this the task and mighty labor lies.
The Aeneid
Author:- Virgil
Category:- poetry
Quote:- The general public, however intelligent, are struck only by that which it takes little trouble to understand. They have been told that the interior of the body is something more or less like the contents of a vessel filled with wine, and that this interior is not injured — that we do not become ill, except when germs, originally created morbid, penetrate into it from without, and then become microbes.The public do not know whether this is true; they do not even know what a microbe is, but they take it on the word of the master; they believe it because it is simple and easy to understand; they believe and they repeat that the microbe makes us ill without inquiring further, because they have not the leisure — nor, perhaps, the capacity — to probe to the depths that which they are asked to believe.–Preface to La Théorie du Microzyma, as quoted in Béchamp or Pasteur?: A Lost Chapter in the History of Biology By Ethel D. Hume on page 304 [prefaced by Pasteur: Plagiarist, Imposter: The Germ Theory Exploded By R. B. Pearson], ISBN# 978-1-46790-012-6, 2011
Author:- Pierre Jacques Antoine Béchamp
Category:- science
Quote:- The genius may appear selfish, but most of his intentions are always innocent and pure.
Author:- Mwanandeke Kindembo
Category:- Life
Quote:- The genius of a composer is found in the notes of his music; but analyzing the notes will not reveal his genius. The poet's greatness is contained in his words; yet the study of his words will not disclose his inspiration. God reveals himself in creation; but scrutinize creation as minutely as you wish, you will not find God, any more than you will find the soul through careful examination of your body.
Awakening: Conversations with the Masters
Author:- Anthony de Mello
Category:- knowledge
Quote:- The gentle downward slope gets steeper and imperceptibly becomes an abyss.
New Collected Poems
Author:- Tomas Tranströmer
Category:- poetry
Quote:- The ghost is real... if the ghost is a secret from the past, then yes, the ghost as ametaphor could be real. Otherwise, there is no place for the dead and in thisrotten world of the living.
Dakhma
Author:- K.Hari Kumar
Category:- Life
Quote:- The gift of knowledge is empowering. The gift of wisdom is life-changing.
Author:- Adrienne Posey
Category:- knowledge
Quote:- The girl was grateful to the young man for every bit of flattery; she wanted to linger for a moment in its warmth and so she said, 'You're very good at lying.''Do I look like a liar?''You look like you enjoy lying to women,' said the girl, and into her words there crept unawares a touch of the old anxiety, because she really did believe that her young man enjoyed lying to women.
Laughable Loves
Author:- Milan Kundera
Category:- Relationships