Truth
By Andrew Moravick
In all of existence where does truth lie?
Is there an absolute which our frail forms can find?
Do we exist? Do we live and do we die?
Do we see all that is, or are we still blissfully blind?
In all that we feel is anything true?
Do our senses deceive and us do they betray?
Can you truly feel me as I can you?
Do we feel for infinity or is life only but a day?
In all that I am what truly am I?
Is this flesh an illusion and this soul a deception?
Am I all that I see when seeing my reflection?
Can I find any truth that does not lie?
There is only one thing that without a doubt I hold true,
And that my sweet love is all the truth that lies in you.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Come With Me
COme WIth Me
By Andrew Moravick
Come with me to explore the workings of our souls.
Let me taste all of your treasures infinite in sum.
Let me give you my gifts to fill your life’s holes.
Let us lust for love so in passion together we come.
Die with me to loneliness and together will we live.
Unleash all your passion on me that beneath your skin lies,
And every ounce of my self to you I will give,
So that lovingly we survive laughing as death to us dies.
Erupt with me to rise above the common and mundane,
Have no fear that our actions be criminal or corrupt,
For never would I allow you feel punishment or pain,
So submit to your desires and allow your essence to erupt.
For eternity in a second let me the strings of your senses strum,
And for euphoria in an instant into each other’s lives may we come.
By Andrew Moravick
Come with me to explore the workings of our souls.
Let me taste all of your treasures infinite in sum.
Let me give you my gifts to fill your life’s holes.
Let us lust for love so in passion together we come.
Die with me to loneliness and together will we live.
Unleash all your passion on me that beneath your skin lies,
And every ounce of my self to you I will give,
So that lovingly we survive laughing as death to us dies.
Erupt with me to rise above the common and mundane,
Have no fear that our actions be criminal or corrupt,
For never would I allow you feel punishment or pain,
So submit to your desires and allow your essence to erupt.
For eternity in a second let me the strings of your senses strum,
And for euphoria in an instant into each other’s lives may we come.
She Chose Me
She Chose Me
By Andrew Moravick
She is every word written by any artist’s hand.
She is the life in every lyric uplifted in song.
She is energy that inspires the exhausted to stand.
She is the power which makes a poet’s voice strong.
She is the fire fueling every enlightened soul.
She is the earth within which treasures we find.
She is the wind which whispers ways to be whole.
She is the water which cools, calms, and enriches the mind.
She is every man’s dream, and every woman’s ideal.
She is the passion present in every love inspired kiss.
Yet she has chosen me to her heavenly self reveal.
She has chosen me to bestow the brilliance of her bliss.
Eternally in love yet in debt forever shall I be,
For out of all those she could love, she chose me.
By Andrew Moravick
She is every word written by any artist’s hand.
She is the life in every lyric uplifted in song.
She is energy that inspires the exhausted to stand.
She is the power which makes a poet’s voice strong.
She is the fire fueling every enlightened soul.
She is the earth within which treasures we find.
She is the wind which whispers ways to be whole.
She is the water which cools, calms, and enriches the mind.
She is every man’s dream, and every woman’s ideal.
She is the passion present in every love inspired kiss.
Yet she has chosen me to her heavenly self reveal.
She has chosen me to bestow the brilliance of her bliss.
Eternally in love yet in debt forever shall I be,
For out of all those she could love, she chose me.
Fear fills me in this unsure state
Yet another poem by me
Fear fills me in this unsure state,
Terror troubles me as never before,
Worry overwhelms me as I wait,
The awkward anticipation I endure.
Foolishly I fret over all that I said,
Wondering if my words were wrong,
Paranoid that the passions gone dead,
Or perhaps presented itself too strong.
I am distressed yes, but also elated,
The potential for perfection to be attained,
For such sensations so long have I waited
To no longer allow myself to be contained.
Freedom I’ve found being imprisoned in her eyes.
Loneliness may I lose to gain life’s greatest prize
Fear fills me in this unsure state,
Terror troubles me as never before,
Worry overwhelms me as I wait,
The awkward anticipation I endure.
Foolishly I fret over all that I said,
Wondering if my words were wrong,
Paranoid that the passions gone dead,
Or perhaps presented itself too strong.
I am distressed yes, but also elated,
The potential for perfection to be attained,
For such sensations so long have I waited
To no longer allow myself to be contained.
Freedom I’ve found being imprisoned in her eyes.
Loneliness may I lose to gain life’s greatest prize
Friday, March 14, 2008
My eyes sing to my soul in seeing her face
My eyes sing to my soul in seeing her face.
By Andrew Moravick
My eyes sing to my soul in seeing her face.
Words well up within me wanting to be written.
My heart flutters, pounding at a furious pace.
To brilliance I’m inspired, yet stupefied and smitten.
My mind begs logic, her I barely know.
Foolish infatuation I fear it could be,
Yet what evidence have I to show,
That it’s not with my heart that I see.
My soul smiles hearing the song of my eyes,
Ignoring the paranoid pleads of my mind,
Trusting the telling of my heart free of lies,
Believing boldly that in her truth I will find.
Love at first sight, such a preposterous proposition,
When love is ever present even before recognition.
By Andrew Moravick
My eyes sing to my soul in seeing her face.
Words well up within me wanting to be written.
My heart flutters, pounding at a furious pace.
To brilliance I’m inspired, yet stupefied and smitten.
My mind begs logic, her I barely know.
Foolish infatuation I fear it could be,
Yet what evidence have I to show,
That it’s not with my heart that I see.
My soul smiles hearing the song of my eyes,
Ignoring the paranoid pleads of my mind,
Trusting the telling of my heart free of lies,
Believing boldly that in her truth I will find.
Love at first sight, such a preposterous proposition,
When love is ever present even before recognition.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Enlightenment
Enlightenment
By Andrew Moravick
May my words fall as sparks that your mind may ignite,
May my lines fuel the flames of your thoughts to burn bright,
May those thoughts awaken the wisdom within,
So that you may enjoy existence and all there in.
Let the sounds of my phrases stimulate your senses,
Let my writings warm you to lower your defenses,
Let me show you pleasures produced by your mind,
So that the greatest joys of life I may lead you to find.
Open your eyes to see the world fully in light,
Open your mind to the word’s brilliant might,
In light, in the mind, in the soul do we see,
In sight with the soul we set ourselves free.
By Andrew Moravick
May my words fall as sparks that your mind may ignite,
May my lines fuel the flames of your thoughts to burn bright,
May those thoughts awaken the wisdom within,
So that you may enjoy existence and all there in.
Let the sounds of my phrases stimulate your senses,
Let my writings warm you to lower your defenses,
Let me show you pleasures produced by your mind,
So that the greatest joys of life I may lead you to find.
Open your eyes to see the world fully in light,
Open your mind to the word’s brilliant might,
In light, in the mind, in the soul do we see,
In sight with the soul we set ourselves free.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Philosophy in Non-Philosophical Concepts
For a while the world has seemed incredibly stupid and shallow as a whole to me. I couldn’t understand what made us such intelligent beings when all that we do is motivated, or seems to be motivated by our simple natural desires. Then, when I looked deeper into some of the trivial seemingly stupid phrases and songs that have been popular I’ve found some what profound undertones.
Take the song “What is Love” made popular by the SNL Night At The Roxbury skit and eventual movie. The chorus goes, “what is love, baby don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me, no more…” This tune is catchy and seemingly devoid of profoundness, but looking deeper it could be an investigation of what love is; being willing to try not to hurt your companion. Ok that’s a stretch, but there are plenty more things to investigate.
Think about this quote from a person most see as the epitome of modern society’s stupidity, "All I can tell you is when the governor calls, I answer his phone." --George W. Bush, San Diego, Calif., Oct. 25, 2007 Yes it seems incredibly stupid at first, the grammatical agreement is off, and even if it was intended to agree in that way it would appear to make no sense at all. However, in actuality this phrase may demonstrate an over bearing belief in government, the idea that a third party may be listening when you pick up the phone. Bush may indeed answer the governor’s phone; because of the Patriot Act the government does have that ability. This takes us to Plato’s idea of an ideal republic. Bush perhaps believes an ideal government is one who has control over everything, like the governor’s phone. Plato would almost agree, but in Plato’s theory complete control was held by an ideal, just, and moral leader. Maybe Bush just didn’t read that far into Plato’s Republic. All right, maybe this one is just a good use of bull shit too, but come on people, I’ve got to find something intelligent in this world, or else what is the point of living?
Philosophy often explores the depth and extent of life. The well known philosopher Brooke Shields once said, "Smoking kills. If you're killed, you've lost a very important part of your life." Perhaps Ms. Shields believes that the physical life is not all there is to true life, but is an important part of total life, and throwing that away could be a mistake. She is after all a student of Aristotle, who would also argue against smoking since it goes against his theory of, “only doing things that enhance a person’s being.” Strangely though, Aristotle was known to light up after the occasional orgy. Ms. Shields perhaps overlooked that fact. Then again maybe that is just a stupid quote.
Maybe the late great genius Albert Einstein can enlighten us about stupidity and save me some time. "Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former." –Einstein. Damn! Well, that doesn’t help. Although, it does make me feel a little better that Einstein and I may be on the same wavelength. Who knows, maybe I can disprove Einstein here. Maybe I can find a truly profound yet stupid quote.
Perhaps Keanu Reeves can save my premise like he saves the world in all of his movies. His stupid quote: “I cried over beauty, I cried over pain, and the other time I cried because I felt nothing. I can’t help it. I’m just a cliché of myself.” does approach an interesting concept, although the wrong usage of cliché is apparent. Perhaps though, it is intended, the idea of crying from feeling nothing could stem from repeating your own actions so much that one make oneself a living cliché and therefore no longer know one’s actual self. Life is after all repetitious and after a while it can feel like our senses have been numbed by the tedium. Then again it is Keanu Reeves saying it. I think I am getting closer to Philosophy in stupidity though.
Once more I allow the supposed Sultan of Stupid to speak again, “I have opinions of my own --strong opinions-- but I don't always agree with them.” –George W. Bush. This does seem hilariously funny, however digging deeper it may express an inner conflict within our fearless leader, as well as within all of us. Are our opinions, no matter how strong they are actually our own? Also, even though we may have an opinion, we may explore it within ourselves and find that we may actually not agree with them. We all have experienced an inner conflict, such as temptation, whether to give in or not. Perhaps we may come to realize that our opinions are not actually our own, but imposed on us by the constraints of society. In that case it may be natural to not agree with one’s believed opinion. Sadly though, I doubt Bush thought this deeply about the phrase before he said it.
Shakespeare once said, “Brevity is the soul of wit.” In that spirit the next quote is not stupid at all, but full of wit. “Facts are stupid things.” –Ronald Reagan. Perhaps facts are stupid things. They do stop us from thinking, and stupidity could be considered to be a condition devoid of thought. Facts, though they may be true are often accepted as concrete. When we hear a fact presented in an argument, if it is believed to be an irrefutable fact, often times the argument will end or turn in a different direction because who dares challenge a fact? When we take things as fact however we prevent ourselves from exploring those things deeper and giving up on further understanding could in fact be said to be stupid.
Maybe I’m looking in the wrong place for the redemption of humanity’s stupidity. After all Ralph Waldo Emerson, one of the few hundred people in all of human existence to be free from stupidity once said, “I hate quotations. Tell me what you know.” There may not be anything to gain within quotes, and even geniuses may say a stupid thing every now and again. Stupidity is after all infectious. None of us are really above being called stupid. Maybe stupidity is merely one of our simple flaws that make us who we are. The world would be quite boring without humorous instances of stupidity.
Take the song “What is Love” made popular by the SNL Night At The Roxbury skit and eventual movie. The chorus goes, “what is love, baby don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me, no more…” This tune is catchy and seemingly devoid of profoundness, but looking deeper it could be an investigation of what love is; being willing to try not to hurt your companion. Ok that’s a stretch, but there are plenty more things to investigate.
Think about this quote from a person most see as the epitome of modern society’s stupidity, "All I can tell you is when the governor calls, I answer his phone." --George W. Bush, San Diego, Calif., Oct. 25, 2007 Yes it seems incredibly stupid at first, the grammatical agreement is off, and even if it was intended to agree in that way it would appear to make no sense at all. However, in actuality this phrase may demonstrate an over bearing belief in government, the idea that a third party may be listening when you pick up the phone. Bush may indeed answer the governor’s phone; because of the Patriot Act the government does have that ability. This takes us to Plato’s idea of an ideal republic. Bush perhaps believes an ideal government is one who has control over everything, like the governor’s phone. Plato would almost agree, but in Plato’s theory complete control was held by an ideal, just, and moral leader. Maybe Bush just didn’t read that far into Plato’s Republic. All right, maybe this one is just a good use of bull shit too, but come on people, I’ve got to find something intelligent in this world, or else what is the point of living?
Philosophy often explores the depth and extent of life. The well known philosopher Brooke Shields once said, "Smoking kills. If you're killed, you've lost a very important part of your life." Perhaps Ms. Shields believes that the physical life is not all there is to true life, but is an important part of total life, and throwing that away could be a mistake. She is after all a student of Aristotle, who would also argue against smoking since it goes against his theory of, “only doing things that enhance a person’s being.” Strangely though, Aristotle was known to light up after the occasional orgy. Ms. Shields perhaps overlooked that fact. Then again maybe that is just a stupid quote.
Maybe the late great genius Albert Einstein can enlighten us about stupidity and save me some time. "Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former." –Einstein. Damn! Well, that doesn’t help. Although, it does make me feel a little better that Einstein and I may be on the same wavelength. Who knows, maybe I can disprove Einstein here. Maybe I can find a truly profound yet stupid quote.
Perhaps Keanu Reeves can save my premise like he saves the world in all of his movies. His stupid quote: “I cried over beauty, I cried over pain, and the other time I cried because I felt nothing. I can’t help it. I’m just a cliché of myself.” does approach an interesting concept, although the wrong usage of cliché is apparent. Perhaps though, it is intended, the idea of crying from feeling nothing could stem from repeating your own actions so much that one make oneself a living cliché and therefore no longer know one’s actual self. Life is after all repetitious and after a while it can feel like our senses have been numbed by the tedium. Then again it is Keanu Reeves saying it. I think I am getting closer to Philosophy in stupidity though.
Once more I allow the supposed Sultan of Stupid to speak again, “I have opinions of my own --strong opinions-- but I don't always agree with them.” –George W. Bush. This does seem hilariously funny, however digging deeper it may express an inner conflict within our fearless leader, as well as within all of us. Are our opinions, no matter how strong they are actually our own? Also, even though we may have an opinion, we may explore it within ourselves and find that we may actually not agree with them. We all have experienced an inner conflict, such as temptation, whether to give in or not. Perhaps we may come to realize that our opinions are not actually our own, but imposed on us by the constraints of society. In that case it may be natural to not agree with one’s believed opinion. Sadly though, I doubt Bush thought this deeply about the phrase before he said it.
Shakespeare once said, “Brevity is the soul of wit.” In that spirit the next quote is not stupid at all, but full of wit. “Facts are stupid things.” –Ronald Reagan. Perhaps facts are stupid things. They do stop us from thinking, and stupidity could be considered to be a condition devoid of thought. Facts, though they may be true are often accepted as concrete. When we hear a fact presented in an argument, if it is believed to be an irrefutable fact, often times the argument will end or turn in a different direction because who dares challenge a fact? When we take things as fact however we prevent ourselves from exploring those things deeper and giving up on further understanding could in fact be said to be stupid.
Maybe I’m looking in the wrong place for the redemption of humanity’s stupidity. After all Ralph Waldo Emerson, one of the few hundred people in all of human existence to be free from stupidity once said, “I hate quotations. Tell me what you know.” There may not be anything to gain within quotes, and even geniuses may say a stupid thing every now and again. Stupidity is after all infectious. None of us are really above being called stupid. Maybe stupidity is merely one of our simple flaws that make us who we are. The world would be quite boring without humorous instances of stupidity.
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