I never even visualized for a second doing what I'm doing.
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In this drawing we just let our imagination run wild. We visualized Superman toys, games, and a radio show - that was before TV - and Superman movies. We even visualized Superman billboards. And it's all come true.
quote by Joe Shuster
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God is in the wind
Seize the touch of breeze
For a moment, you freeze
Cold things crawling inside
God is in the wind
Haven't you realized
Not visualized
Just felt beyond mind
God is in the wind
Haven't you realized
Not visualized
Just felt beyond mind
God is in the wind
Wind causes change
Wind ceases rain
Wind carves the cave
Wind creates the wave
Balance is throughout maintained
You, me and God are all the same
One flows into another
All is in the wind
God is in the wind
All is in the wind
Nevermind
poem by Siddharth Shah
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Vision Of Love
Treated me kind
Sweet destiny
Carried me through desperation
To the one that was waiting for me
It took so long
Still I believed
Somehow the one that I needed
Would find me eventually
I had a vision of love
And it was all that you've given to me
Prayed through the nights
Felt so alone
Suffered from alienation
Carried the weight on my own
Had to be strong
So I believed
And now I know I've succeeded
In finding the place I conceived
I had a vision of love
And it was all that you've given to me
I had a vision of love
And it was all that you've given me
I've realized a dream
And I visualized
The love that came to be
Feel so alive
I'm so thankful that I've received
The answer that heaven has sent down to me
You treated me kind
Sweet destiny
And I'll be eternally grateful
Holding you so close to me
Prayed through the nights
So faithfully
Knowing the one that I needed
Would find me eventually
I had a vision of love
And it was all that you've given to me
I had a vision of love
And it was all that you turned out to be
song performed by Mariah Carey from Mariah Carey
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Treated Me Kind
Treated me kind
Sweet destiny
Carried me through desperation
To the one that was waiting for me
It took so long
Still I believed
Somehow the one that I needed
Would find me eventually
I had a vision of love
And it was all that youve given to me
Prayed through the nights
Felt so alone
Suffered through alienation
Carried the weight on my own
Had to be strong
So I believed
And now I know Ive succeeded
In finding the place I conceived
I had a vision of love
And it was all that youve given to me
I had a vision of love
And it was all that youve given me
Ive realized a dream
And I visualized
The love that came to be
Feel so alive
Im so thankful that Ive received
The answer that heaven has sent down to me
You treated me kind
Sweet destiny
And Ill be eternally grateful
Holding you so close to me
Prayed through the nights
So faithfully
Knowing the one that I needed
Would find me eventually
I had a vision of love
And it was all that youve given to me
I had a vision of love
And it was all that you turned out to be
song performed by Mariah Carey
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Parallel Lines
Kindred spirits moving along the spiral
I can see you up on another level
Its too great a fall
And I cant reach you to pull me higher
But I dont seem to get much closer or any more far
What would you tell me, if I could hear you speaking?
If you could touch me, how would I know the feeling?
I just cant imagine
But I try to do it anyway
I wish I was moving faster, I wish youd drift back
But it just wasnt meant to happen
Very soon Ill have to
Face the fact
Some things never come together
Parallel lines running on forever
And you cant turn back
There is never any starting over
Parallel lines never do cross over
Its a challenge
Gotta make myself remember
Facing the truth, well, that doesnt mean surrender
What is bravado and how much is a force of will?
I know that the world is full of opposites that attract
But unless we ignore the physics
Very soon well have to
So I send you the gift of empathy
If youd once in your life acknowledge me
I have visualized so thoroughly
That when I think of me I think of we
Cant face the truth
It means that we must surrender
Understanding wont satisfy the hunger
It whittles away at the destiny we fulfill
And like an animal running wild
You cant call it back
And its just gonna make it harder
When its finally time to
Its like a train thats stuck running on a track
Parallel lines running on, running on, running on
song performed by Todd Rundgren
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What I wanted and what I visualized while composing has not always been realized.
quote by Gustav Mahler
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The reflection of the flame in the glass seems to be touching the hand. And you feel the helpless fear of these dismembered parts. This sort of thing can hardly be visualized at the script stage.
quote by Terence Fisher
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All the stuff that you visualized that was going to work so beautifully, you discover is trashed, so you jump to something else.
quote by F. Murray Abraham
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In a Constant Model Mode
There is quite a difference between,
The marketing of propaganda to hype...
And that which is known,
To be daily visualized and seen.
Depicted by those in a constant model mode,
Doing their best sterotype routines!
Bravery comes from a commitment.
To be seldom inflicted through indoctrination.
And if this kind of bravery was effective...
More of it would be shown on the scene,
Instead of witnessing the power of it,
Toggled through a video game.
Or on a wide screen in 3-D!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Each Fall Enthralls
Rain falls; each dropp I watch.
Its beginning is not at sight.
Its ending is not contemplated.
Rain falls; each dropp enthralls me.
Love falls; each fall I feel.
Its beginning is not probed.
Its ending is not visualized.
Love falls; each fall enthralls me.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Inner Heart
If in darkness die
I should this night...
before see I rise
faint pale moon light...
Tell her of ardent cherished
love scent still endures perception...
with an inauspicious intensity
beyond bridged visualized astral projection...
Beseeched God willing
attaining heights in heaven beyond compare
love consummated will
united be... Divinely Possessed Sphere.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Volume 1: 1931-1934
"Am I, at bottom, that fervent little Spanish Catholic child who chastised herself for loving toys, who forbade herself the enjoyment of sweet foods, who practiced silence, who humiliated her pride, who adored symbols, statues, burning candles, incense, the caress of nuns, organ music, for whom Communion was a great event? I was so exalted by the idea of eating Jesus's flesh and drinking His blood that I couldn't swallow the host well, and I dreaded harming the it. I visualized Christ descending into my heart so realistically (I was a realist then!) that I could see Him walking down the stairs and entering the room of my heart like a sacred Visitor. That state of this room was a subject of great preoccupation for me. . . At the ages of nine, ten, eleven, I believe I approximated sainthood. And then, at sixteen, resentful of controls, disillusioned with a God who had not granted my prayers (the return of my father), who performed no miracles, who left me fatherless in a strange country, I rejected all Catholicism with exaggeration. Goodness, virtue, charity, submission, stifled me. I took up the words of Lawrence: "They stress only pain, sacrifice, suffering and death. They do not dwell enough on the resurrection, on joy and life in the present." Today I feel my past like an unbearable weight, I feel that it interferes with my present life, that it must be the cause for this withdrawal, this closing of doors. . . I am embalmed because a nun leaned over me, enveloped me in her veils, kissed me. The chill curse of Christianity. I do not confess any more, I have no remorse, yet am I doing penance for my enjoyments? Nobody knows what a magnificent prey I was for Christian legends, because of my compassion and my tenderness for human beings. Today it divides me from enjoyment in life."
p. 70-71
"As June walked towards me from the darkness of the garden into the light of the door, I saw for the first time the most beautiful woman on earth. A startling white face, burning dark eyes, a face so alive I felt it would consume itself before my eyes. Years ago I tried to imagine true beauty; I created in my mind an image of just such a woman. I had never seen her until last night. Yet I knew long ago the phosphorescent color of her skin, her huntress profile, the evenness of her teeth. She is bizarre, fantastic, nervous, like someone in a high fever. Her beauty drowned me. As I sat before her, I felt I would do anything she asked of me. Henry suddenly faded. She was color and brilliance and strangeness. By the end of the evening I had extricated myself from her power. She killed my admiration by her talk. Her talk. The enormous ego, false, weak, posturing. She lacks the courage of her personality, which is sensual, heavy with experience. Her role alone preoccupies her. She invents dramas in which she always stars. I am sure she creates genuine dramas, genuine chaos and whirlpools of feelings, but I feel that her share in it is a pose. That night, in spite of my response to her, she sought to be whatever she felt I wanted her to be. She is an actress every moment. I cannot grasp the core of June. Everything Henry has said about her is true."
I wanted to run out and kiss her fanatastic beauty and say: 'June, you have killed my sincerity too. I will never know again who I am, what I am, what I love, what I want. Your beauty has drowned me, the core of me. You carry away with you a part of me reflected in you. When your beauty struck me, it dissolved me. Deep down, I am not different from you. I dreamed you, I wished for your existance. You are the woman I want to be. I see in you that part of me which is you. I feel compassion for your childlike pride, for your trembling unsureness, your dramatization of events, your enhancing of the loves given to you. I surrender my sincerity because if I love you it means we share the same fantasies, the same madnesses"
poem by Anaïs Nin
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The Place Of Reward
There is a very special place
that's beyond time and space
where our soul longs to be
which is unlike this duality.
There is a place behind our dreams
definitely free of illusions it seems
that we are all hardly aware of now
to which we are heading somehow.
It's a haven of peace where
it is also very blissful there.
A sublime place beyond imagination,
the underlying reality of any situation.
There is a path that leads to it
on which all who travel benefit
who with a gentle guiding hand
can be sure of reaching that land.
It is even for those who don't believe
because they have as yet to conceive
with their mind steady in concentration
that object visualized in contemplation.
It's a little known realm of possibility
and for those who attain an actuality
in which all our dreams come true
but is only realized by a very few.
It therefore does exists within us all
what we have to do is heed the call
of that voice heard within our heart
and act on the wisdom it does impart.
There are some simple things each one must do
that have been overlooked so long by many who
have most of their lives repeatedly only ignored
those words which guarantee them The Reward.
poem by George Krokos
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Crowded
Here I am
My trun to
sit at the
table
I've seen it
happening long
ago when
Perry Mason
was still in
black and white
Who knew he was
gay
I've visualized it
as I've read
books about famous
trials
Waiting for
the moment
Listening for
the moment
But there are
No attornerys
leaping to their
feet here
There's barely
enough room
at the table
for me
Attorney takes up part
My investigator takes up part
Then there's our notes
evidence and such
Not much room left
even for the water
the cups the napkins or
me
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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We Are Not Actors!
when millions of our ancestors died for the truth,
when millions of them never acted in their life,
when millions of us work hard with our only face,
who told that world is full actors and actresses?
memorized scripts are repeated,
repeated verses can be recorded and edited,
The director vision is visualized,
Rehearsal can make the scenes perfect.
we live a scene only once in real life,
no directors, editors and the script writer,
we live our life with emotions and blunders,
we feel every moment that is not felt by the actors,
who told that world is the stage and we are the actors?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Sun Flower- Who may visualized thy pain
Sun Flower
Whether thy strength been confined,
Which was accumulated through out the night;
Yours scorching heat and it’s stroke,
Was faced by “Brave flower” during daytime;
Imagine thy the extend of severe pain,
You gave to him by rising from the east, “o” sun;
By making the attack from the backside,
An attempt to deceive likes a cowardice friend,
But still then such excessive below,
Could not burnt the petrels of thy delicate flower,
Who may visualized thy pain “o” sunflower;
poem by Yogesh Saxena
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A bad or good
What is bad or good?
it is like taste in food
you can never distinguish
it has close finish
It may be over done
it might not have been visualized by any one
what is bad can be good in individual's eye?
we must understand and sincerely try
Good advice may be felt very bad
it may take away peace and make us sad
there is difference between bad or good act
we may be sometimes unreasonable to react
There is right perception to over look
Good food can be spoiled by an expert cook
One bad act may shake your belief
It may give you jolt and doesn't provide relief
Charity begins at home
Good gesture is always welcome
there is definite lacuna somewhere
it is nice always to take care
Love to do the things self and enjoy
The child is always happy with the toy
Bitter words offer discomforts and annoy
Good friends never act as decoy
It is herculean task to evaluate
There nothing to offer or relate
you can speak clearly and state
it should be offered in time and not very late
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Avoid annoyance
If I am given will power to do
I shall definitely prove it true
Do nothing that shall hurt anyone
Please all and liked by everyone
It is neither something you do to avoid annoyance
Not means of cheap method of convenience
It is best easily available means at once
It needs no expertise but simple substance
No one may go in for repaying in reverse
As it may create some sort of repentance in adverse
This no one wants to invite at terrible cost
As world is suffering from it at the most
It is not giving any type of joy or advantage
One is always at pain and unable to manage
As heart will be filled with grief all the time
Somewhere it will pinch in corner as if committed crime
Love has been realized as powerful tool all the way
It is remembered in way or other if lost hope rays
That kind gesture is all the way coming on the memory screen
Afterwards love and hate relation does not emerge or ever seen
I had been ardent supporter of such ways from the beginning
I have firm belief and strong conviction even though the chances are thinning
It has still enough power and strength to steer the course amidst crisis
This is the one of the reason that has been constantly laid with the emphasis
Even all Messiahs, prophets and Gods have descended beautiful earth with message
What is not visualized or envisaged is the clear impact of its smooth passage?
Why we all have to undergo such sufferings and pain for the absence of true love?
It is within us with all divine blessings and it needs simple try to prove
Momentary ups and down can rule the scene for moment
It should never discourage us from our noble movement
It is very hard to replace love with permanent painful hatred
As it will never grant us any clemency to feel better and to be lead
Time may pass like smooth and silent river water
No hindrance on the way or fear of being altered
As it has its own course to look forward and move
Any misgivings about being hated should be removed
If you accept the love being only divine gift
There is hardly any chance of being misinterpreted as rift
As the love is trying to flow in unique way with clear impact
Even blind may feel it with the emergence of real feelings in fact
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Let Life Be Spent
Let life be spent at ease
Many areas need care and fresh release
An area of peace, harmony and stability
That is far cry and needed for humanity
It takes life thousands of years back
So much to worry and so much to consider at stake
Who has benefited so far from the wars?
It has only pushed us to miseries and very far
We have seen countries going fast into disintegration?
Always at loggerheads with no cordial relation
Hostility on both the sides with no hope of resumption
Hate and distrust only on the false pride and assumptions
Any country can progress if people are safe
Live with full freedom and deciding the fate
Prosperity and peace as the core principles
Country is to be taken out of from clashes and troubles
Peaceful existence is only way out
Let there be nothing else to talk about
We have lot more to give to our future generation
Solutions and way out to live with harmony in question
This had been visualized by our forefathers
They wanted trouble free world from wars
They had seen and witnessed destruction
Now is the time for us to rebuilt and have solid construction
There is lot more to share and distribute
Wealthy nations have responsibilities and more to contribute
Many nations look toward them for generous attitude
Let wars be not waged on false pretext or any prelude
Era of cold war is over new thinking has emerged
World have moved further and still poised to surge
There is enough of room for future technology
Beneficial to all for growth and removal of old psychology
We may have problems concerning to safety
Yet trial can be given to preserve stability
If nations are at peace and resolve to stay together
The world can remain at her best here after
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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He had never seen a "Fallout," and he hoped he'd never see one. A consistent description of the monster had not survived, but Francis had heard the legends. … Brother Francis visualized a Fallout as half-salamander, because, according to tradition, the thing was born in the Flame Deluge, and as half-incubus who despoiled virgins in their sleep, for, were not the monsters of the world still called "children of the Fallout"? That the demon was capable of inflicting all the woes which descended upon Job was recorded fact, if not an article of creed.
quote by Walter M. Miller, Jr.
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