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Being Alive

The only reason for living is being fully alive;

and you can’t be fully alive if you are crushed by secret fear,

and bullied with the threat: Get money, or eat dirt! —

and forced to do a thousand mean things meaner than your nature,

and forced to clutch on to possessions in the hope they’ll make you feel safe,

and forced to watch everyone that comes near you, lest they’ve come to do you down.

Without a bit of common trust in one another, we can’t live.

In the end, we go insane.

It is the penalty of fear and meanness, being meaner than our natures are.

To be alive, you’ve got to feel a generous flow,

and under a competitive system that is impossible, really.

The world is waiting for a new great movement of generosity,

or for a great wave of death.

We must change the system, and make living free to all men,

or we must see men die, and the die ourselves.

D. H. LAWRENCE

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Anonymity

Anonymity is how I feel
In the middle of a crowd that knows me not
I am but an outsider
A queer acquaintance in a group of so-called allies.
Yet, it is through this cloak of anonymity
That I seek protection from the harshness
and coldness that engulfs me
Giving me the courage to spur out my heart and mind
To all my readers,
Do forgive me for my anonymity
For this is my one and only sanctuary
An escapism from the brutal callousness in the world where I reside.
nobody anonymous

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The World of Silence

The World of Silence II

Welcome to the world of silence
A mystical place it is,
Full of mysteries that compels all to search and explore.
It is a place for one who seeks solace
Where utmost tranquility and peace of mind can be found.
A sanctuary it is
To escape from the hustle and busy, from all stress and commitments.
Silence is the name of this world.
No one will question your past
No one will question your deeds
No one will intrude upon your personal domestic life.
A place for you to rebounce
To build up your energy and resources silently
To gather your army soundlessly
Till the time ripes
For you to unveil your true self
And your innate strength and capabilities.
In the world of silence…
nobody anonymous

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No Better Land Than This

If I knew a better country in this glorious world today
Where a man’s work hours are shorter and he’s drawing bigger pay,
If the Briton or the Frenchman had an easier life than mine,
I’d pack my goods this minute and I’d sail across the brine.
But I notice when an alien wants a land of hope and cheer,
And a future for his children, he comes out and settles here.
Here’s the glorious land of Freedom! Here’s the milk and honey goal
For the peasant out of Russia, for the long-subjected Pole.
It is here the sons of Italy and men of Austria turn
For the comfort of their bodies and the wages they can earn.
And with all that men complain of, and with all that goes amiss,
There’s no happier, better nation on the world’s broad face than this.
So I’m thinking when I listen to the wails of discontent,
And some foreign disbeliever spreads his evil sentiment,
That the breed of hate and envy that is sowing sin and shame
In this glorious land of Freedom should go back from whence it came.
And I hold it is the duty, rich or poor, of every man
Who enjoys this country’s bounty to be all American.

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W B Yeats Poems

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The Poems Of W. B. Yeats

Selected,Edited, And Introduced By William York Tindall

Illustrated With Drawings By

Robin Jacques

Published 1970 By The Heritage Press In The Series Of British Poets

A Beautiful Pictorial Hardcover 4to Housed In A Clean Entrance And Interior Slipcase

The Book Is In Fine Condition Illustrated With Fine Pastel Shaded Drawings Blank On The Reverse In A Very Good+Slipcase

Publishers Sand Glass Is Laid In

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