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To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.
Because I cannot sleep
I make music at night.
I am troubled by the one
1. Take a shower you don't want to smell.
2. Pick out an outfit that will blend in with the latest trends and won't make you a laughing stock of the school more than you already are
3. Put on some makeup so you can't even recognize yourself and your face tingles with an unbelievable issue. You can't satisfy otherwise you'll have ruined the hours of meticulous painting you apply to your face.
The nicest child I ever knew
Was Charles Augustus Fortescue.
He never lost his cap, or tore
His stockings or his pinafore:
Under silver wing
San Francisco's towers sprouting
thru thin gas clouds,
Tamalpais black-breasted above Pacific azure
INTRODUCTION. That it is as great a fault to judge ill as to write ill, and a more dangerous one to the public. That a true Taste is as rare to be found as a true Genius. That most men are born with some Taste, but spoiled by false education. The multitude of Critics, and causes of them. That we are to study our own Taste, and know the limits of it. Nature the best guide of judgment. Improved by Art and rules, which are but methodized Nature. Rules derived from the practice of the ancient poets. That therefore the ancients are necessary to be studied by a Critic, particularly Homer and Virgil. Of licenses, and the use of them by the ancients. Reverence due to the ancients, and praise of them.
Now the ice lays its smooth claws on the sill,
The sun looks from the hill
Helmed in his winter casket,
And sweeps his arctic sword across the sky.
Know, O dear readers, that the medicine of a disease is to remove the
root cause of that disease. Isa (Jesus Christ) -peace be upon him-
was once asked: 'What thing is difficult?' He said: 'God's wrath.'
Prophet Yahya (John the Baptist) -peace be upon him- then asked:
oh heaven above
forgive this man who takes me down
he doesn't feel the pain inside
nor to see the aching heart...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see
Is my vision’s greatest enemy.
Thine has a great hook nose like thine;
Mine has a snub nose like to mine.
Farewell! Thou art too dear for my possessing,
And like enough thou know'st thy estimate,
The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing;
My bonds in thee are all determinate.
A big round bright red postbox,
Is such a splendid sight, to me,
And the way we try posting our letters,
Is, moreover, a 'fun' sight to see.
That night your great guns, unawares,
Shook all our coffins as we lay,
And broke the chancel window-squares,
We thought it was the judgement day
We women teach our little sons how wrong
And how ignoble blows are; school and church
Support our precepts and inoculate
The growing minds with thoughts of love and peace.
When Passion week started and Jesus
Came down to the city, that day
Hosannahs burst out at his entry
And palm leaves were strewn in his way.
He that cannot choose but love,
And strives against it still,
Never shall my fancy move,
For he loves 'gainst his will;
What new element before us unborn in nature? Is there
a new thing under the Sun?
Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck,
And yet methinks I have astronomy—
But not to tell of good or evil luck,
Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality;
who even remembers ISIS now
where ISIS came from where they went
wars torture murder rape forced marriages
destruction of world heritage ancient
final conclusion ISIS goes down in history
as evil vile another foot note terror organization
still terror trying to grow cancerous new roots
At Dnipro a Russian missile strike did hit
in the middle of a apartment building,
this do into the action of a terrorist state fit,
where they do not care to use anything,
check yourself fool
check your judgement
check yourself by judging yourself
pride yourself by judging yourself
While discussing Sabri, Yasoda, Ahilya, Mira and so on come to our mind, come to crowd the pages of our archetypal imagery with old and obsolete thoughts and ideas, conventions and rituals, something what it is good in them and something what it is wrong for us to judge and opine. How did Devadasis suffer it? How did the Vashnavite sadhvis and sevadasis? In writing Sabrimala, think I of my Vrindavana, Nautch girls, Bais, who crowd the brain and engage our space and scape, Vishkanyas and Nagakanyas. The oracle of the Indian soothsayers, oracle-makers, palmists, astrologers and other people of this sort I never liked them in totality. I even praised it not the roles of the temple-keepers and watchmen and florists. Who is what, God knows? Who will be how when, how to say that? People change under times, circumstances and situations. Definitions change it here from time to time.
I do not know what it to say with regard to the judgement and the parties concerned as because it is their case for which judgement lies it reserved always and it is up to them to dispense it or to pass the verdict. But why the commotion, the uproar for what? What the reason for not allowing the women of 10 to 50 years of age? Will life spend as thus in waiting? In waiting for the time to pass? Should they be not allowed to enter into the temple? If they are not, when will they be able to visit the shrine?
Don't make a show of your false piety,
Of your inner state God is not unaware of;
How long will you be under the false impression...
...that you can deceive God and His people?
That judgement day
Remember the judgement day
Cruel man who is wicked
Questions were asked.
Often not even real questions.
Answers not really required, sought or desired?
So why ask the questions?
We are all judged in the end
if we live long enough we start
to judge ourselves in reflections
society judges us people judge us
"It is appointed unto man once to die and after that the judgement."First off they are talking about physical death.
When the White Throne judgement occurs, lost souls die a second
time. They will exist in physical bodies able to suffer fire torment in the Lake of Fire and Brimstone. Their souls and spiritual bodies shall likewise perish. This is part of the second resurrection of the dammed which shall place after the tribulation.
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