Poetry Blogs (philosophy)

a tingle up the spine

a reminder that sensation goes beyond

what is in front of us

the eyes can only see so much

and the neck only swivel so far

too much space, too little view

to prove existence of a world

beyond this prison 

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What if the Sabbath weren’t a day
but a state of being
that permeates our earthereal Eden? 

What would you keep holy? 

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We need a sense of the unity of life and of humans for the sake of human welfare and for the survival of the planet. We need a sense of unity with the cosmos so that we can connect with Reality. But we also need a sense of individuality, for the sake of our own dignity and independence and of the loving care for others. We need it to appreciate each natural form, each animal and plant, each human ...

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i know you don’t care/i know it doesn’t matter/ i know these words are stupid/and i know nothing does anything. i know i’m only good/when i can have line breaks/i know this isn’t pretty but neither am i/ i know/ i know/ i know nothing / that’s all a man can know / a fool is he who thinks he has knowledge / a wise man is one who knows that he knows nothing / i am both / let me be a fool for you

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I took both pills now I’m stuck in the Matrix, 
Aware of this reality yet struggling to shake it. 
Can’t fake it - feels too real,
Trying to find truth in amongst the spiel. 
But that’s life as we’ve been conditioned 
yet what do we choose? 
Can a sovereign body be abused? 
Or a spirit!
Or a soul! 

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must the rabbit have a hole? 
I turned right at Albuquerque, now I’m in the zone....

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Witnessing their eyes glimmer,

as their lacerated heart was bleeding,

trying. I couldn’t pressure ignorance to clot-

blood pulsing while they leered,

relishing it-

the plasma seeping those callous headlines,

exhibiting grief in a page spread

with the hatred that slowly kills.

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Stars cloaked the fading pallet,

a shade turning black,

a backdrop to the scene

of ticking mind,

dusk becoming the sightless engineer

that oils those thoughts

colouring them to rust,

forced to start over.

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A poem from my drawerling,

to wit red notebook 1998

what is a nothingness?

solely an adumbration of

the voidness – forsakenness

an accustomary expression

an extinct volcano

– ad invinitum

the little animal

killed by the children

haply a starlet

- the dead

a ground of the bosomlet

from stone

or mayhap

the leaflet

fallen downward

the whole pict...

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Poetry and creative writing by the philosopher and author, alexis karpouzos.

Actress : Martha mourouzi

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Alexis karpouzos poetry and creative writing.

Actress : Martha mourouzi

Alexis karpouzos on Amazon

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Do we choose who we really are?
Do we decide what things we do?
Do we have the power to shape our lives?
And make our dreams come true?

Do we have a say what is in store?
And what will be our fate?
Are we in full control our minds?
Can we help it's happy state?

Or do the gods govern this world?
Is there any point in resistance?
But if you ask me who's really in charge,
I say we cont...

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The philosophers will burn themselves into fresh air the perfume of truth. 

What is truth without a universe of tangible objects? 

Is the perceivable reality just an allusion to what is formless? A sign post to the beyond for those no longer satisfied with a physical life?

The unconscious and sex seem to be purely motivated by a fear of death. Without that fear how would people and sexual...

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