"Mind Voracious Parasites" – 20554 rezultate
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RSRobert Silverberg
Robert Silverberg (born January 15, 1935 in Brooklyn, NY) is a prolific author best known for writing science fiction, a multiple winner of both the Hugo and Nebula Awards. Silverberg, a voracious reader from childhood on, began submitting stories to the science fiction magazines in his early teenage years. He attended Columbia University, receiving an A.B. in English Literature in 1956, but he kept writing science fiction. His first published novel, a children's book called Revolt on Alpha C appeared in 1955, and in the following year, he won his first Hugo, as "best new writer." For the next four years, by his own count, he wrote a million words a year, for magazines and Ace Doubles. In 1959 the market for science fiction collapsed, and Silverberg turned his ability to write copiously to other fields, from carefully researched historical nonfiction to softcore porn for Nightstand Books. In the mid-1960s science fiction writers were starting to be more literarily ambitious, and...
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laura popescu
M-am nascut...
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KIKeiko Imaoka
Beginner\'s Mind (Keiko Imaoka - Tucson, Arizona) I cannot be sure when I first became aware of haiku and tanka in my childhood in Japan. They seemed to have existed for a long time in the perimeter of my awareness, undifferentiated from proverbs, mottoes, aphorisms, and song lyrics that were phrased in similar forms. Sometime during my grade school years, \"Ogura Hyakunin-Isshu\" (\"Ogura Collection of One Hundred Tanka\", edited by Teika Fujiwara around 1235) became known to me as a New Year\'s card game, in which players compete to capture shimonoku cards (100 cards on each of which the last half of a verse is printed, spread out on the floor in front of the players) that finish the verses being read aloud. At abacus school, where we played this game at every new year\'s party, my prowess in the game improved dramatically when I was in the sixth grade, after I had memorized all the poems with my tenth-grade sister who was required to do so in her archaic grammar course in school. I...
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GAGrama Miruna Aura
I long for what life has in mind for me...the tone of a voice...the line of a song...the sound of a colour...the black of an eye... To feel...that is the purpose of ME
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AMAndi Moisescu
White light going messing up my mind
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Denia
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;
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SVsilviu vasile
Attopoet Jurist, inginer si scriitor. The greatest weapon anyone can use against us is our own mind. By preying on the doubts and uncertainties that already lurk there. Are we true to to ourselves? Or do we live for the expectations of others? And if we are open and honest, can we ever truly be loved? Can we find the courage to release our deepest secrets, or in the end are we all unknowable... even to ourselves.
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DMdan marius
"Well, I've been a disclaimer for twenty-four years Poor mother drowned in a pillow of tears Im well known in story, famous in song The black sheep, the blemish, the one who went wrong The black sheep, the blemish, the one who went wrong My crime is discomfort, my mind ill at ease Old crow on my shoulder, my favorite disease My siblings, my rivals might tend to my wake Grieve me not brothers, I was mother's mistake Grieve me not brothers, I was mother's mistake And all the grand expectations of an epic of wealth Leave me long to crawl back to the womb Well, I've tasted your grace, placed it back on the shelf Drag your pedigree wives to your tomb Drag your pedigree wives to your tomb Well, I came from this city, a victim of peace But I've grown far too filthy to attend to the feast So I'll take to the hills to live savage and free I don't need nobody, nobody needs me I don't need nobody, nobody needs me" http://www.obliothedagger.blogspot.com/
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Jiddu Krishnamurti
The core of Krishnamurti\'s teaching is contained in the statement he made in 1929 when he said: \'Truth is a pathless land\'. Man cannot come to it through any organisation, through any creed, through any dogma, priest or ritual, not through any philosophic knowledge or psychological technique. He has to find it through the mirror of relationship, through the understanding of the contents of his own mind . . . Statement by Krishnamurti in 1981. Jiddu Krishnamurti was born on 11th May 1895 in Madanapalle, a town in south India, the eighth child in a middle-class family. At an early age he was adopted by Annie Besant, then the President of the Theosophical Society, with its headquarters in Madras. She took Krishnamurti and his brother Nitya to England where she had them educated privately. On Krishnamurti\'s return to India while still in his teens, Theosophists proclaimed him to be the world teacher whose coming they had been awaiting. They built a large and rich order round him, with...
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PVPaul Valéry
Paul Valéry (1871-1945) - in full Ambroise-Paul-Touissaint-Jules Valéry French poet, essayist, and critic, who ceased writing verse for twenty years to pursue scientific experiments. Valéry was a member of the 19th-century poetic school of Symbolism, and its last great representative. Throughout his life Valéry filled his private notebooks with observations on creative process and his own methods of inquiry. He insisted that the mental process of creation was alone important - the poems were a by-product of the effort. "Enthusiasm is not an artist's state of mind", stated Valéry. T.S. Eliot has compared Valéry's analytical attitude to a scientist who works in a laboratory "weighing out or testing the drugs of which is compounded some medicine with an impressive name." "Poetry is simply literature reduced to the essence of its active principle. It is purged of idols of every kind, of realistic illusions, of any conceivable equivocation between the language of "truth" and the language...
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Mind - dust
de Alexandra Velescu
Remy, Am aflat că oamenilor li se poate face orice de la lucrurile simple la lucruri pe care ți-e imposibil sa le privești fiindcă ai voma până și apa din tine. i-am văzut curățați de coajă si lăsați...
open-mind
de Florentin Cristian
Admiram atitudinea open-mind în secret Și până la urmă mi se întâmplă marafet Deoarece acționând astfel cu gând Primii o bardă în cap și devenii open-mind Când cu privirile mi-ascultă gândul Deoarece...
Open-mind
de Florentin Cristian
Se spunea că este bine să fii open mind Ziceau că prin asta se înțelege să fii deschis la minte Dar am avut un vis prea ciudat În care mintea deschisă virtual Era prin deschizătură urmărită de oameni...
Where is my mind?
de Miruna Gavriliu
I won’t make you pancakes, I won’t buy Nutella for you It’s been a day of flying carpets and weather balloons across the skies of a black moon There is no morning and no night inside that cupboard...
Always on my mind
de George
You are always on my mind You are so sweet and caring Sweetheart, you are one of a kind You are on my mind day and night When I sleep, I always dream of you Knowing everything will work out right I...
a flash through my mind
de Giutza
Cand dimineatza isi deschide petalele de lumina...gandul meu este inca departe...gandul meu este la tine.Tu esti lumina vietii mele..O singura privire de-a ta poate incalzi si cele mai intunecate...
\"Georgia on My Mind\"
de Mircea Florin Șandru
Să scrii poeme în timp ce omleta se face scrum Uitată pe flacăra aragazului. Să mergi în pijama Pe stadion, pentru că e gard in gard cu spitalul de urgență, Să ronțăi popcorn la un film rusesc, Să...
the spotless mind
de dan mihuț
nu poți găsi cadența ca și cum ar mai fi fost ceva înainte îți amintești doar scurtcircuitul bucățile de timp mișcându-se printre oase doar senzația de la sfârșitul unui film care se tot repetă fără...
no funeral in my mind
de dan mihuț
până la o vârstă e ușor, ai părinții aproape, un calorifer fierbinte, o mână de copii murdari în fața blocului, ai și despre ce să povestești nu sari din pat în toiul nopții să cauți un preț mai mic...
Lightening my mind
de Munteanu Adina
Lightening my mind Is late in the night and I read about wonders And worlds I never believed that exist, Outside is so dark and poring with rain My heart is so happy but so full of pain When...