Richard Roark
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For the time being I will not be putting up anymore poems. I wish to begin writing some more poems, as well as begin work on some other projects. Also, I am thinking about self publishing these and other works. So I better not post all of my works for free viewing.
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What do you mean by "liberal when it comes to social issues"?
I mean by social issues, even though this should be a none issue, "allowing" stem cell research, research into human cloning, abortion, euthanasia etc. So maybe social issues wasn't the correct term to use in that respect, but maybe more of a promoting of life type candidate.
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Another Poem
The Sleeper
This man you well know
You walk by him with the flow
Jostling in the crowd while on the go
And it just goes to show
That when standing in the brilliant glow
Of a man who is on the threshold
One willing to be daring and bold
Willing to grab on and take hold
Of what it is so simple and clear
Never showing any mind numbing fear
Or a shiny single wet dewy tear
Has it become any clearer?
Or is it possible that a look deeper
Is needed to see this man cleaner
For you have placed him in the grime
And it truly is a heinous crime
Yet everybody will see in time
When the man who is the keeper
For he will no longer be a creeper
Faltering along the Road of the Weeper
For he is The Sleeper
Now The Sleeper has awaken
Everything is now his for the taken
Free, proud and no longer shaken
Taken with great joy for what is his
Not by the force of the fist
Yet by the earning of the keep
And from the very high of the deep
That warm place down within him
The happy light outshines the dim
For he is the Sleeper Awaken
And the World is his for the taken
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Welcome Tood, I too found out about Objectvism via Goodkind, also as a friendly reminder, remember to captialize Objectivism and Objectivist.
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Here is what was said when the design was chosen
"Today's announcement is the culmination of some of the many milestones we've achieved working together to rebuild and revitalize Lower Manhattan, and there is still much work to do," Governor Pataki said. "The consensus among all levels of government, the private sector, and the families of the victims, that brought us to this point, is a fitting tribute to the heroes who lost their lives in those evil attacks. The Libeskind plan promises to add an element of modern vision and magnificence to the already striking New York City skyline. These buildings will stand proudly as living reminders of New Yorkers' -- and Americans' -- strength and resilience for decades to come."
The squatty looking building's will stand proudly? This is a fitting tribute to those who lost their lives? Do these building remind you of strenght and resilience?
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Yup, that is the winning design, apparently. Here is a link to the actual site that you can look at all the designs and the winning one.
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If anybody wants to see what a nation's sense of life is in the physical form all one has to do is look at the winning design for the "replacement" of the Twin Towers.
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This also reminds me of these beautiful peices of artwork as well:
http://www.cordair.com/Larsen/anewheight.aspx
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For all intense purposes I want a candidate who is hard noesed when it comes to self defense and the economy, conservative, and liberal when it comes to the social issues. IF you can name a candidate like that then I will go for that individual.
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This one is very tough not to fall under, at least it was in my case. Since I am a writer and Objectivist, I wanted to write stories that express Objectivism. My problems was that I realized that even though I might have a good idea for the story, the motivation behind these ideas were strictly propaganda. I have since corrected my thinking and have thrown out all ideas with this motivation behind it.
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I was just about to post the same thing. The quotes are great, but the longer one's do become a destraction.
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I found this on a blog and I found it really funny.
Medical News
another one that has been around, but worthy of posting:
In Pharmacology, all drugs have two names - a trade name and a generic name. For example, the trade name Tylenol is acetaminophen. Aleve is naproxen sodium, Amoxil is amoxicillin, and Advil is ibuprophen.
The FDA has been looking for a generic name for Viagra.
After consideration by a team of experts, it recently announced it has settled on the generic name of mycoxafloppin. Also considered were mycoxafailin, mydixadrupin, mydixarizin, mydixadud, dixafix, and of course ibepokin.
Pfizer Corp. is making an announcement today that Viagra will soon be available in liquid form and will be marketed by Pepsi Cola as a power beverage suitable for use as a mixer. Pepsi's proposed ad campaign claims it will now be possible for a man to literally pour himself a stiff one.
Obviously, we can no longer call this a soft drink. This additive gives new meaning to the names of Cocktails and Highballs.
Pepsi will market the new formula by the name, Mount & Do.
The long-term implications of drugs and medical procedures must be fully considered: Over the past five years, Americans have spent more money on breast implants and Viagra than was spent on Alzheimer’s research. It is believed that by the year 2030, there will be a large number of people wandering around with perky breasts and erections who can't remember what to do with them.
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Actually I am only twenty four, but as far as Megan's explanation about why older objectivist aren't around here, is one of the reason's you don't see me posting very often on many subjects. I post what is of interest to me and comment on those areas of interest only. I am not here for debate and argumentation purposes.
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Could you please put the page number that this quote is found on so I can read the entire passage and get the proper context?
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This is incorrect, if it exists, it must be some form of matter. Existence exists and matter cannot be created or destroyed.
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Here is what I think about Black Holes, Existence Exists. Black Holes exists, what compound of materials they are made up off is not known at the present time. A is A, since black holes do exist then they, too, have an identity and must act according to the nature of their existence, we do not yet know what this nature currently consists off though. Will this nature and the matter of their existence ever be known in my lifetime, who knows. Do I really care about this phenonmena, not really. I have more important matters to think about and discuss than worrying about a black hole millions of light years away.
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The ocean or sea represents two things: collectivism and irrational thought.
The island represents reason, the one thing left that the individual can cling to.
I think when you get that, the rest of the poem falls into place. I write for myself, anyway. Some will not get it, and that does not negate the fact that I thoroughly enjoyed writing it.
This is what I thought the message in the poem was, like I said it is very similiear to the poem I have just put up. I, too, write for myself. The issues and topics that I convey in my poems are issues of both personal and cultural interest to me.
Oh and about my own poems, take your time with them and no rush. I know that I have many up right now. Unfortunately, I lost a couple of poems a few years back due to a hard drive failure and some stupidity of my own doing.
Edited for all sorts of reasons
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Well I have my own Blogwww.richardroark.blogspot.com a link is also in my signature.One that isn't posted that I enjoy is the following:www.ablekaneadventures.blogspot.com This blog is done by an Objectivist Soldier who is a jornalist by profession. It was really good for updates and getting the real info about what was really going on in Iraq while he was over there.
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This is one is my longest poem.
A Righteous Rage
The Flames of righteous rage burn deep
Constantly do they come, flow, and seep
Like the sticky, salient sap of a tree
For this rage is easy to spot and see
It resides in anybody who wants to be free
What did you say you are already free?
This begs, Free in every form of life
Free from the threat of a knife?
That comes during the long night
Or even when it is daylight
That can, slaughter, come and kill
Just by the whim and the will
Free to actually have a choice?
And have your own simple voice
And not having others telling
What is theirs for the selling?
Or screaming, hollering, and yelling
That this is not the way to be?
Why can’t you just see?
Yet most importantly
Free from the needs of others?
Aren’t we all just sisters and brothers?
Isn’t this is what is told to you
And that you must give them their due
That you matter not, but live to serve
They hit you and strike every nerve
They come at you with pity
And say that it is morality
To serve others and be helpers
Yet only the lowly paupers
Are good enough to receive
Yet we have all been deceived
For you are nothing more than a slave
To those who don’t have
They have you shackled in chains
Bringing it on with the emotional pains
That you will not be good
If you don’t give some food
Or perhaps it is some money
To make them feel sweet like honey
That they are after and seek
For the so called poor and weak
And it must be given with meekness
And never should you feel happiness
For it is your purpose and duty
To give all the earned booty
Does this mean that kindness is wrong?
Yet, is this truly the tune of the song?
That they give to you and ask?
No, they have given you a greater task
You will be the savior of all
Even if you happen to stumble and fall
And end up another brick in the wall
And instead of standing high and tall
You are leaning and stooping in shame
You haven’t given enough in the great game
Or is it that you haven’t had enough lashes?
On the bare back without the sashes
To protect you from the mighty whips
Yet they won’t be happy till the flail’s tips
Are soaked through with your blood
And your body sweats like a flood
With the worry, concern and stress
That you haven’t done enough to address
The problems they have set forth
And that you are of little worth
Yet, burning deep down is the rage
Just waiting to break free from the cage
It is the very thing that the masters
For they are the very blasters
Of the object that is seeking release
Spouting blasphemous lies all they please
Against this sole single object
That is the much-feared subject
That they won’t touch
Nor will they even vouch
That it should be in existence
This is the very persistence
That allows everybody to be a slave
They have put blinders on the eyes
With the deceitful and cunning lies
This lie that is so witty and sly?
That every man who is suffering and dies
Is your fault and lies at your feet
Isn’t it all just so tidy and neat
How it all fits together and continues
Yet there is some brand new news
That they don’t want to be seen
It is the, what could have been
This is the rage that burns deep
Just wishing to come out and seep
Into the very heart of world
Much like the whiteness of a pearl
That is hidden in the oyster
So it is hidden all the deeper
With in the very heart of you
You must grant it its credit and due
For this object, the one that will grant you true freedom
Is nothing more than your SELF!!!
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This is very good and mysterious in many ways as well. I have no qualms about free verse poetry as some others might have, so this deosn't bother me in the least. I think I know what you are getting at in this poem as well, because I have written a much longer poem in a similiar fashion. Though with my own unique style, so I never let the reader wonder what I am talking about.
As a matter of fact this is the next poem I will put up.
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Do what ever pleases the judgement of others.
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I am like Chumley. I am right handed but will do other activities left handed. I shoot hockey left handed, feel more comfortable swinging a golf club left handed, and I skate board goofy footed, ie left foot in front and right foot in the back.
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Thanks for the reply ann r kay. That is what No More is dealing with. I grew up in a Catholic household and held onto the faith until it lead me down the road of disaster. This was the catalyst that made me change over to Objectivism. The poem is a statment about what I would not accept anymore and what I would.
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Actually the new 3 Doors Down album has many songs that are very uplifting. I comment about this in my latest blog entry the link for which can be found in my signature.
My Poems
in Productivity
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The Most Dangerous
By
Keith Engel ©
The most dangerous man of all,
Is the man with nothing to lose.
No lower can he go in his fall.
For it is up to him to choose.
Which course will he go?
Will he curse the cruel twist of fate?
And shake a mighty fist at the woe.
Just waiting for the gruesome date.
And treating life as the real foe.
Never finding true and real bliss,
In this great grand grotesque Dance,
Despising even his lover’s kiss.
While leaving it all to chance.
Going into a spitting mad rage
Banging his fists with chilling screams
Like some schizophrenic in a cage.
Never willing to do the dreaming!
Or will he chose a different path,
Just viewing this as another route.
Looking at the plan, simple, math.
For the stars he can now shoot,
He doesn’t curse his existence,
Or where the road is leading him.
For it is with great persistence
That he doesn’t let his light dim.
For he will now be daring,
Willing to reach out and grab hold.
He is never one for the fearing
Wanting no part of that particular fold
For there is nothing to be earned
If there is not the gritty trying.
And going on what he has learned,
He is not one for the dying.
So reaching out with a hand,
It is with purpose and love
That drives him on this land.
And when push comes to shove,
He won’t let it slip away.
For he will be standing tall,
Not fearing the coming of day,
For he is the most dangerous man of all!