What if I spoke instead of staying still, And let my truth cut clean through comfort's shell? What if I bowed no more to someone’s will, And walked away from praise that served me well? What if I paused, and chose to hear within, And let the quiet shape a deeper me? What if the fault was not my shame or sin, But fear that kept my heart from setting free? What if the wound became a do...

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Green leaves gently sway,
before senescence sets in,
ask them how they feel.

 

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A cup of coffee is the art of blending diversity.

Bitterness and sweetness blend in together,

A duality that creates delight in every sip.

Black and white merge,

Revealing the meaning behind every shade.

Different formulas for each connoisseur.

 

A cup of coffee becomes an alchemist for human senses.

Bitterness is an elixir for those who crave the essence.

Sweetness is...

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Sprout

Born as Helianthus annuus,
the little sprout grows, chasing after the light,
filling life in a nameless void.

It is Heliotropism,
a gentle motion that wanders,
swaying within the light,

Soon, its wanderings cause it to bloom,
It embraces life in joyful brilliance.

Bloom

It blooms
in the mystery of Fibonacci’s formula,
granting space for the growth of each seed,
balanc...

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Belated thanks to John Gilbert Ellis for the last line.

https://www.writeoutloud.net/profiles/johngilbertellis

 

Who needs rhetorical devices!

asked the philosopher from Devizes,

as his latest theory crystalises!

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Those who do not accept death

are its only real victims 

 

For one does not feel the current 

until he begins to swim against it

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Our brains

Programmed

For better

Or all too often worse

What we listen to

What we watch

On television

Or the internet

With false words

False images

There was a time

Way back when

All our experiences

Conversations

Were real

Actual happenings

In our lives

Not any more

Other people’s words

Other people’s pictures

Fed directly into us

Feed...

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Asked the philosopher from Devizes.

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On Man

 

Like tiny ants we scurry

Between skyscrapers of grass,

Peeping about - a human worker class.

Watching ourselves surpassing all limits,

Creators of structures, cultures, unimaginable wonders.

Finding God thriving within us.

 

Do we think the ant knows of it’s impending mortality?

Knows it’s destined to a life of sheer ephemerality?

Or knows it’s intricate c...

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A still, clear pool like unmarred ice 
A two dimensional window into fathomless depths 
Time not yet begun it’s relentless wheel, stasis offered to your awestruck eyes 
Dare you toss a stone to shatter the time before? 
The innocent beginning of all, cast into the yawning void, the birth of a universe held in ambivalent grasp
Dare you not toss a stone to shatter this eternal before? 
Causali...

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A Dim Afterparty

Thou shall never know if words could ever suffice

Nor should the laws of nature bound the mind to the earth

For we exist as long as the fade of eternal light

Brings a dimming to the afterparty as we find it cannot always be night

 

And though our hands feel our knees and our locked chests

Some can see clearly yet roam in the subconscious dark depths

In a ...

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My mind is saturated with sadness, 

Whilst my heart is flooded with pain. 

As my life force drowns in the world’s madness, 

My soul floats between the physical and the astral plane.

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Why was I brought into purgatory?

I took my life hoping death would be the final end to my story. 

 

When will the purification process begin? 

I’m tired of being punished for my previous life ruled by cardinal sins. 

 

I feel like I’ve been here for centuries,

Stuck in a sempiternal loop tormented by past melancholic memories.

Whilst the fire slowly purges my soul, 

I a...

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Are you there?

 

I pray to you each and every night in despair, 

Yet they remain unanswered as if you do not care. 

 

I sink solely in my thoughts,

As heartache floods through my veins.

Suffocating and feeling distraught, 

Trapped and stuck in these emotional chains. 

 

My life has come to that of which only you can intervene.

My soul is no longer at peace (and y...

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She is fire,

Get close and she will melt your heart,

The light in your darkest hour 

But play with her and you'll get burnt.

 

She is earth,

Her roots rich with self-love and worth, 

The natural evolution females seek

But mess with her nature, 

And she'll bring forth her seismic wrath. 

 

She is air,

Free and not confined,

Moves like the wind and her path kno...

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Don't judge me with your bitterness.

Don't care how you dress.

To me, it doesn't matter who you kiss.

 

Love is a philosophy, not an activity.

Don't force your adjectives on me.

My acceptance is on the content of your character.

Selfishness is the only way you know how to care.

 

The way you walk through life. 

It is like walking on the edge of a knife.

Cutting awa...

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The word into the world 

becomes backwards 

their ways of being change

sometimes they are silent 

sometimes they scream 

inside there is a deafness 

a space, that can make people listen 

I'm just not sure how to make them hear me...

 

 

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Poetry, heavy words for all souls that want to be free,

it's the burning sun above the dead trees with no leaves,

saluting all the real ones and the OGs that people ought to be,

running wild chained thoughts with no minds is what they seek,

watching people burn from the white fire trying to flee,

as the damned creatures banned from Heaven have nothing left but to go down on their kn...

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GOODREADS :ALEXIS KARPOUZOS OFFICIAL SITE

We live in a time of cosmic bifurcation, we live in a time of unprecedented existential threats to life on Earth, including climate change, deforestation, food insecurity, and wildlife numbers in free fall, human overpopulation. the society is in turmoil. There is more and more violence. There’s more and more conflict. We are acting as if we are unconne...

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Is this life just one big game

In which there are no rules?

We are given different challenges 

That we solve with different tools.    

 

We all start in different places,

Then go in our own directions,

But if at times we go awry

We can often make corrections.   

 

Our aim is to be happy

And to avoid distress.             

And as we play this complex game

We'l...

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I May Be Wrong

 

I may be wrong but I’ll say it anyway

surely that is the point.

Jung’s theory of circumambulation says

“Give it a go”

 

Follow that glimmering thing

that interests you

down the path of development.

Heed the call to adventure

let new parts of you manifest.

Be the fool as precursor to

the Jedi master.

 

It’s an error ridden process

to ...

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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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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

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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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When the birds take back their language,

when the trees unloose

their tenderly hands from around you,

when the air doesn't breathe

and the seas are tearing,

when the flowers whisper:

No, you own nothing,

then remember:

You're visitor,

honoring the hospitality.

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And one day,

the sun stopped,

the rain stopped falling,

the flowers didn't look high,

the sky emptied of stars,

then a tear dripped

from the heart and became our breath.

We need a sacred tear,

before the fall...

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My listless life just drifts on by
Like the clouds that float up high
All is still. I see nothing move.
And of all things I disapprove.

And so turn thy wheel. Let life be good.
Then let us all be understood
Let the Sun now break through.
Let this golden globe echo my life's view.

Take me from this world of trouble
Prick and pop this secret bubble
And through the tears of heaven let m...

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No, there does not exist a perfect person

Or a perfect scheme of life,

And there is no path all smooth to travel,

With all happiness and with no strife.

 

And while cannot turn back time

We may amend our mistakes

And we can then learn of them

No matter how long it may take.

 

So patience must be our lifelong guide,

And not to dwell into despair

And not spend our...

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Where is the magic?

We all start out knowing magic.

We are born with hurricanes and whirlwinds,

oceans and galaxies inside us.

We are able to sing to birds and read the clouds

and see the destiny in grains of sand.

But we have forgotten the magic

and we feel without compass, alone and desperately,

only selfishness, only pain, fear and darkness.

But, magic of love has nev...

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You came in to this world

with enough light to find

your way out of the dark,

enough kindness to save a soul,

enough love to shift a planet.

Don't worry, you are enquipped

with all you could ever need.

Look with in,

you are drenched in magic.

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Why are we all here?

What is life all about?

Are we sure that there's a God?

Or are we in some doubt?

 

How should we all live?

Is it always right to be good?

Are we constantly being judged?

Or are we understood?

 

Where are we all going?

And is it left up to fate?

Is it best to be early?

Or should we arrive late?

 

Is it best to be honest?

To be des...

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Every day we live a story,

Including characters and plots.

Some of them are exciting,

While some of them are not.

 

Is it firstly all planned out?

Or made up as we go along?

What sort of person shall we be in it?

Will we be weak or strong?

 

Can we choose to write the scripts?

Can we choose how it all ends?

Shall it finish good and happy?

And is there a moral...

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As I observe, I feel I need to ask myself “Why is it that people talk without thinking first?”

I see it everywhere I venture, people creating their very own version of hell and I wonder “Why would they do that? Make their life so limited and one dimensional?”

 

Further pondering on the matter drew me to further observe “They ask for exactly what they don’t want, all the time, why would th...

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Day 8 of NaPoWriMo asks us to write poetry using the jargon of our professions (or someone else’s profession). As a philosophy instructor, my only learning objective was to destroy the smug and self-satisfied confidence my students had in their own knowledge. Petty of me, I know.

On the Destructive Power of Measureable Learning Objectives

Your destruction is both
Achievable and measurable
...

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Every time I think I have become enlightened and can handle anything, a new challenge shows up to test me. Whether it's toxicity in my body, family illness or death, rejection of a lover, friend, stranger, job, point of view, whatever... ego is the first to show up on the scene, like a paramedic giving CPR to revive my pride. Pride dies, only to come back a little weaker next round, like a cat wit...

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Dr. Love (or How I Learned to Stop Wallowing and Write Poetry)

By: Rodolfo Perez

 

Love is (sometimes) patient,

Love is (sometimes) kind,

And sometimes, love is a needle in the eye,

Or a kick to the groin.

 

It is a cliff-hanger,

With your mother waiting to catch you,

When you let go.

 

It is losing your voice,

From crying into your pillow.

 

It is real...

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Understanding the laws of the universe
Puts you in a position of overwhelming doubt
As your mind tells you that God would never take the form of a human scout
Decaying in this moment of nonsensical bout.

God doesn’t sit on a cloud
God doesn’t pretend to shout
God doesn’t want to meet you
Or question the defiance from the stench of your wet mouth.

The Universe is filled with mathematica...

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A word underused

A word that’s abused

So small, yet a powerful beckoning of call

A word remembered by all.

 

What makes me laugh

When fighting in a brawl

Is the fact the speaker doesn’t understand

That in the 21st century

This word has changed

And enters into a new plan.

 

To be blunt and to the point

To use the word Cunt! Means not a lot

At all.

 

I...

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Feel it with all your might
Feel it with all that’s insight
Feel it tonight
Feel it regardless of your fight
Feel the laughter and pain hitting right
Feel it like the wind lashing off the winter night

Feel it again
Feel it over and over again
Feel it like you can’t pretend
Feel life like it’s your friend

Feel it for all that’s lost with no end
Feel it again
Feel it while delivering...

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If I am your world

with my head lying on your chest,

then is the b-beat b-beating tectonic plates?

Is your heart safely caged?

Can I lift my head or will you break?

You are the love between my legs.

You are my love, between my legs.

Are you the birthmark on my flesh?

It beats: s-stay s-stay...

Is your heart safely caged?

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If I am to be There

I must have a reason to be here

If there is a There to be.

 

If I didn’t need to be here

So I could be There

There I would already breath.

 

So

 

If there is a There

And There I am meant to be

My focus there should be - eternally

 

But

 

My focus is here

With no time for thought of There

Where all the focus is monetary

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The empty page beautiful, blank like fallen snow waiting for a life to touch it.

(Sigh) The blankness mocks me. 

I long so to stain the page beyond the compass blades summit with ideas that encompass more than lands distance. 

Oh, to etch the slate with important gravity that excavates through touching everything above and below and without effort imposing itself on every thread that spin...

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A man, a philosopher thought he.

Decided to make a statement, you see.

To proclaim that he was an optimist.

And trying to make a believer of me,

This, simply said he:

"The world has to many pessimists."

I concluded, a philosopher or an optimist -

Neither was he.

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When teaching Descartes, I dutifully described his dualism in detail.

 I discussed his importance as the father of modernism,

But also his common ground with scholasticism.

 

Together we examined the ways he attempted to prove God

And the reliability of both mathematics and his own senses.

Also, some biographical information including his early education,

Military service, tra...

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We did not ask for this

We cannot control what we must

We can only rise to the times

And do what we see as right

There is no one there to listen

No parent in the sky

We are the author of our souls

The believer in our faith

Children of the universe

Intellect and compassion?

Built solely from an interplay of atomic particles

Our strange stay here on Earth

The true...

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