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Post by Eugene 2.0 on Feb 4, 2019 13:28:40 GMT
I think a human has a spirit that is myst.
The spirit that is bound to be released.
But there's no man who'll be just simply pleased
To break the cells of soul waving his wrist.
To 'scape the cage - a courage must be needed,
By the insanity one must be straightly leaded.
Stop sobering and fill yourself with th' gifts of heavens' grapes!
Let sacred liquid reach your head by through thy guts's tapes.
The cure has found, and we might yell - "Amen!"
B'ing drunk is that the truly mode of any real man!
(II. 04. 2019, by myself, Eujeanshelley)
Note: I typed three not very different versions of this poem, and each time - precisely each time - I had lost my text by accident. So, I needed to put some words back in my memory, which was not easy to do. The very first version was the greatest... I do feel pity that I haven't saved the text... But, anyway, it was some kind of apology to the idea that - "being drunk (enough) is releasing of your hidden potential, and allowing your spirit to appear visionary".
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Post by karl on Feb 4, 2019 15:44:16 GMT
I think a human has the spirit that is myst. The spirit that is bound to be released. But there's no man who'll be just simply pleased To break the cells of soul waving his wrist. To 'scape the cage - a courage must be needed, By the insanity one must be straightly leaded. Stop sobering and fill yourself with th' gifts of heavens' grapes! Let sacred liquid reach your head by through thy guts's tapes. The cure has found, and we might yell - "Amen!" B'ing drunk is that the truly mode of any real man! (II. 04. 2019, by myself, Eujeanshelley) Note: I typed three not very different versions of this poem, and each time - precisely each time - I had lost my text by accident. So, I needed to put some words back in my memory, which was not easy to do. The very first version was the greatest... I do feel pity that I haven't saved the text... But, anyway, it was some kind of apology to the idea that - "being drunk (enough) is releasing of your hidden potential, and allowing your spirit to appear visionary.
I've decided to make my own, short version.
Every human has the spirit, don't you see? With the courage of the madman, set it free For with feeble will, it cannot be released Every man must find his inner beast
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Post by Eugene 2.0 on Feb 4, 2019 15:58:54 GMT
I think a human has the spirit that is myst. The spirit that is bound to be released. But there's no man who'll be just simply pleased To break the cells of soul waving his wrist. To 'scape the cage - a courage must be needed, By the insanity one must be straightly leaded. Stop sobering and fill yourself with th' gifts of heavens' grapes! Let sacred liquid reach your head by through thy guts's tapes. The cure has found, and we might yell - "Amen!" B'ing drunk is that the truly mode of any real man! (II. 04. 2019, by myself, Eujeanshelley) Note: I typed three not very different versions of this poem, and each time - precisely each time - I had lost my text by accident. So, I needed to put some words back in my memory, which was not easy to do. The very first version was the greatest... I do feel pity that I haven't saved the text... But, anyway, it was some kind of apology to the idea that - "being drunk (enough) is releasing of your hidden potential, and allowing your spirit to appear visionary.
I've decided to make my own, short version.
Every human has the spirit, don't you see? With the courage of the madman, set it free For with feeble will, it cannot be released Every man must find his inner beast
Whoa! Impressive! I didn't mention "the beast" as something was inside us, but this version's got not less fruits and surprises too. I just wanted to: I intended y'all to show:
That b'ing drunk
Doesn't just flow
From being punk |
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Post by karl on Feb 4, 2019 16:16:03 GMT
I've decided to make my own, short version.
Every human has the spirit, don't you see? With the courage of the madman, set it free For with feeble will, it cannot be released Every man must find his inner beast
Whoa! Impressive! I didn't mention "the beast" as something was inside us, but this version's got not less fruits and surprises too. I just wanted to: I intended y'all to show:
That b'ing drunk
Doesn't just flow
Of being punk
Thank you.
Just one tiny detail. Whatever flows, flows 'from' not 'of'.
My interpretation of the poem and the added verse: It's an antidote to the Nihilistic time we're living in, where humans aren't regarded as spiritual beings, but as biological computers with flawed software, where ecstacy may only be drug induced, rather than found through faith and meaning.
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Post by Eugene 2.0 on Feb 4, 2019 16:33:53 GMT
Whoa! Impressive! I didn't mention "the beast" as something was inside us, but this version's got not less fruits and surprises too. I just wanted to: I intended y'all to show:
That b'ing drunk
Doesn't just flow
Of being punk
Thank you.
Just one tiny detail. Whatever flows, flows 'from' not 'of'.
My interpretation of the poem and the added verse: It's an antidote to the Nihilistic time we're living in, where humans aren't regarded as spiritual beings, but as biological computers with flawed software, where ecstacy may only be drug induced, rather than found through faith and meaning.
Agree with the situation. I have the same feeling about this (though, often I try to make myself be calm and more rational). I don't know whether it's true, or not, but even many religious people have become thinking biologically (in the same meaning as you've explained). Knowing that this is gonna be too optimistically, I do hope that poetry will fix the situation up. (Btw, I do appreciate your correction. Perhaps, many inhabitants of the Arktos community are tired to correct me. English is not my native language, and some rules are constantly being violated by me. I guess similar mistakes get used to be a bad habit of mine, and it's hard to release from it for me.) |
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Post by xxxxxxxxx on Feb 4, 2019 16:34:37 GMT
Your problem Eugene is that deep down inside you know you are an asshole, but keep pushing it down. It's always the nicest guys that have the ability to be the greatest monsters...you have alot of potential Eugene.
Just remember Eugene, noone likes a nice guy...not even the nice guys.
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Post by Eugene 2.0 on Feb 4, 2019 16:39:06 GMT
Your problem Eugene is that deep down inside you know you are an asshole, but keep pushing it down. It's always the nicest guys that have the ability to be the greatest monsters...you have alot of potential Eugene. Just remember Eugene, noone likes a nice guy...not even the nice guys. Sounds like some kind of an ethical maxim... Are you a psychologist? |
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Post by xxxxxxxxx on Feb 4, 2019 17:19:25 GMT
Your problem Eugene is that deep down inside you know you are an asshole, but keep pushing it down. It's always the nicest guys that have the ability to be the greatest monsters...you have alot of potential Eugene. Just remember Eugene, noone likes a nice guy...not even the nice guys. Sounds like some kind of an ethical maxim... Are you a psychologist? And what is a psychologist but someone you go to, pay like a whore to pretend to care about you for an hour, while they dissect you (as if all the rummaging through feelings acts likes some meaningful blood sacrifice)?
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Post by Eugene 2.0 on Feb 4, 2019 17:31:04 GMT
Sounds like some kind of an ethical maxim... Are you a psychologist? And what is a psychologist but someone you go to, pay like a whore to pretend to care about you for an hour, while they dissect you (as if all the rummaging through feelings acts likes some meaningful blood sacrifice)?
The question was rhetorical, Eod. A self-referential question. |
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Post by xxxxxxxxx on Feb 4, 2019 17:37:41 GMT
And what is a psychologist but someone you go to, pay like a whore to pretend to care about you for an hour, while they dissect you (as if all the rummaging through feelings acts likes some meaningful blood sacrifice)?
The question was rhetorical, Eod. A self-referential question. If I walk into a psychologist asking for help, and I end up diagnosing them...who is the real psychologist? |
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Post by Eugene 2.0 on Feb 4, 2019 17:57:51 GMT
The question was rhetorical, Eod. A self-referential question. If I walk into a psychologist asking for help, and I end up diagnosing them...who is the real psychologist? A psychologist is a "tool", just like logic. So, you and a psychologist do the work together. |
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Post by xxxxxxxxx on Feb 4, 2019 18:00:32 GMT
If I walk into a psychologist asking for help, and I end up diagnosing them...who is the real psychologist? A psychologist is a "tool", just like logic. So, you and a psychologist do the work together. Men create tools; hence men create men. |
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Post by Eugene 2.0 on Feb 4, 2019 18:26:14 GMT
A psychologist is a "tool", just like logic. So, you and a psychologist do the work together. Men create tools; hence men create men. (Just some unusual passes down below... I don't even know why to do it... but I typed...) m="men" C="create" t="tools" P1) Pxx -> Pxx (Ax.) P2) Ax Ay (Rxy -> Rxx) & (x=y) (Exp. P2) P3) (Cmt -> Cmm) & (m=t) (Un. inst. P2) (As I don't get along with PC as well as I want, so p="men create tools" q="men create men" P1) q -> q (Ax.) P2) q -> (q -> q) (Asmpt.) P3) p -> q (Prsmpt.) P4) p -> (q -> (q -> q)) (QED) ... "Men create men" seems to be true. Just like: "Adam procreated Syphus, Syphus procreated Melchisedek..." and so on. "Men create tools" I think that is true too. Does "men" equals to "tools"? As Kant said that a human isn't needed understand as a tool, but as a purpose. |
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Post by Lone Wanderer on Feb 4, 2019 21:30:42 GMT
Scary thread  |
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Post by Eugene 2.0 on Feb 4, 2019 21:45:42 GMT
Scary thread Why?? |
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