He thought I was an enemy , he said The eyes see what we fear or what we need I gave him love,but hate grew there instead
If you need to hate, try someone dead Do not say cruel words that make us bleed He thought I was an enemy , he said
Do not dwell where people hate the good If they curse, it’s best to pay no heed I gave him love,but hate welled up instead
Emotions mingle, wanton like fresh blood Let them be till form can be perceived He thought I was his enemy , he said Do not confront the paranoid nor mad The agony of their minds has them deceived We give them love,but hate wells up instead
Never take such people into bed Let them run away, they’ll be relieved. He mistook me for an enemy , he said I gave him love and care now I feel bad
Food is not a meal without a plate The history of our race is one of rites The dignity of setting, time and date
Single folk may eat meals from a tray The gobbling of the burger’s out of sight Food is not a meal without a plate
A prayer of blessing, heads bowed as we say Then we eat, converse into the night With dignity in meeting, time with space
The plates, a simple white, we dedicate To the love of sharing and of light Food is a fine meal upon a plate From the high chair, toddlers aggravate Let them be themselves, without dislike Learn their dignity without disgrace
The Sunday roast, the laughter we incite Forgivenesss and regret for our mistakes Food is not a meal without a plate The dignity of setting, time and date
Virtue ethics is a broad term for theories that emphasize the role of character and virtue in moral philosophy rather than either doing one’s duty or acting in order to bring about good consequences. A virtue ethicist is likely to give you this kind of moral advice: “Act as a virtuous person would act in your situation.”
Most virtue ethics theories take their inspiration from Aristotle who declared that a virtuous person is someone who has ideal character traits. These traits derive from natural internal tendencies, but need to be nurtured; however, once established, they will become stable. For example, a virtuous person is someone who is kind across many situations over a lifetime because that is her character and not because she wants to maximize utility or gain favors or simply do her duty. Unlike deontological and consequentialist theories, theories of virtue ethics do not aim primarily to identify universal principles that can be applied in any moral situation. And virtue ethics theories deal with wider questions—“How should I live?” and “What is the good life?” and “What are proper family and social values?”
Seems the seven plagues are coming back Now we are in Lockdown for control Of care for others, seems there was a lack Oh, the seven plagues are riding back We never saw the swift and silent rat Where are those lost entities called “souls”? I say, the deadly plagues are fast and wreck The total Lockdown. who then will console? Noone will admit they knew the facts Killing any virus is a knack Both high intelligence and smooth sweet tact Suddenly I hear the thunder roll What’s the good of weeping by a crack Noone worships tears in sugar bowls
Would you like a waiter? No, thanks .I am a vegetarian
I’d like water Mine or from the river?
Would you like your tea in a pot? i’d prefer it sitting on my chair
Can tea sit? No, but it can lie Lie! On your food
Do you want milk in your tea? Who is this Milk? Did you learn Greek at school? I just picked it up.Is there a vaccine? Was it ancient ? It seemed fresh to me.But the ancient is safer Why did you give up history? It seemed like nonsense Now everything seems like that Well,I can’t give up Everything. Can I hold your hand? Act like a man.On second thoughts, No. Why not, since I adore you You don’t even know me Make the most of that I do try. Try better
Why do women have their toes sucked? They like a man at their feet I think it’s very common Indeed, vulgar. Do you like it? I can’t lift my foot to my mouth Can I help? No, my joints won’t bend The only answer is to cut yout feet off. I’d rather bite my nails Very wise. Be off or I’ll bite yours.
Are you British? I sadly admit I am It’s not your fault Boris’s great grandfather was Turkish Did they come in a dinghy? No, on an inflatable mattress It’s still illegal Was it illegal then? A magic carpet is better For what?
As democracy is perfected, the office of the president represents, more and more closely, the inner soul of the people. On some great and glorious day, the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron.0
There is a green hill far away There are hundreds, let’s make hay We don’t mow our hills for grass They have heather tops alas No local birds do a fly past As the Pennines are so vast I took a test I never passed in the Lord I put my trust
If the lower fields are green There are worms at work unseen From Winter Hill we saw North Wales The hills aren’t green, they’re hit by hail They have snow and they have rain The Irish Sea must take the blame The Atlantic is so strong Never admit that you are wrong
The green hill is a metaphor Blessed is the God who saw
The sun sinks but it burns like a great fire;
All the sky’s aflame with fierce intent;
Who thinks of death as weakness, is a liar
Before the end our glory must be spent.
The graphics of the branches look Chinese
As blackened brush is drawn across red silk
Infinite yet countable my days
Running like a river without silt
Thus I am not transcendent in myself
But joined to all that lives I feel I am.
So in conjunction we will find our health
Ambivalence contains both lion and lamb.
The fire of orange leaves me with a glow
As into night I with all creatures go
Amber eyed, the cats hunt in the night The smallest creatures shiver, try to hide Eyes like ours can’t see the quivering grass Set to music by the mouse that passed
In the day time,slumped on cushioned chair, Jeremiah breathed the heated air Slept all day while we worked for the cash To feed this cat with more than mere green grass I went to post a card, the winter dark Miah followed me, oh, cruel car That struck the headlong beast, without a pat Gone the much loved animal, my cat Remember cats will follow where you walk The cars kill more than hunters from the Ark
Melancholy, the emptiness that incapacitates us through grief
Melancholy, a sculpture created by Albert Gyorgy, portrays the void that grief leaves us with. The sculpture depicts a figure made of copper sitting on a bench slumped over, with a giant hole in the center of it. This hole represents the massive void that we all feel when we lose someone dear to us, and many people have expressed their appreciation for this sculpture for it portraying the exact emotions they feel, but perhaps haven’t been able to quite put into words. Albert Gyorgy felt intense sadness and isolation with the loss of his wife and went on to create this beautiful piece of artwork as a way to cope. A photo of this sculpture has been shared on Facebook over 200,000 times by various people who’ve suffered a loss in their life. Strangers have united to share their unfortunate experiences with loss, and have expressed words of sympathy to one another. . Many people feel they can relate to this piece of artwork in various ways, through grief, but also through mental illness. The void in this art can represent a multitude of emotions that we all face. It is relatable as we have all likely felt lost and empty at some point in our lives, and it brings people together knowing they’re not facing these hardships alone. As dark as this artwork may be, it serves as some sort of comfort to those who’ve experienced a loss, as they feel they identify with this sculpture. This famous sculpture can be found at Lake Geneva, Switzerland, and proves to be a popular tourist attraction. If you find yourself on a European vacation, consider paying a visit to this beautiful sculpture and grasping the deep meaning it portrays.