Сontemporary thinkers
Some people are outstanding because of the way they influence our perception and understanding of the reality in which we are trying to successfully exist.
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Ingrid Bergman (04-11-2019)
“Happiness is good health and poor memory.” Yes, surely it is. Very often, I am annoyed by the details of memory, that prevent me from relaxing and making sweet and pleasant mistakes. (pause with commas)
My happiness’ fickle
Unstable and shifty
Like shaking a trickle
With drops flying drifty
That’s feeding a fog
Of visions bypassing
The phantasy smog
My past readdressing
I need it profound
Confirmed and endured
With firmness surround
Consistent, assured
I am glad, never knew
Details, it is bleeding
It’s sifting them through
My memory’s pleading
I want to forget
The bitter and sweet
The selfish regret
The roughish a cheat
Them, living inside
The memory, cruel
That won’t have compiled
My fortune renewal
Arthur Schopenhauer (25-10-2019)
“There is always the possibility that some kind of egoistic motive’s influenced a fair and good deed.” I would add, most humbly, that, many of the bad deeds are covered by selfless motives. (pause with commas)
It happens sometimes
It shouldn’t have been
That healthy, the rhymes
Drive vicious a spin
From past into nothing
The truth is transformed
And beautiful rhyming
Gains meaning deformed
That hits me unconscious
Unable to think
Why rhyming, the noxious
Reveals clear link
Of selfless with evil
And selfish with good
Like times medieval
And fearsome would
Support and promote
The artist of God
The one to denote
Conflicting an art
I’m full with repentance
I cry to offset
My selfless dependence
On selfish regret
Helen Rowland (24-10-2019)
“An optimist is a former pessimist who has pockets full of money, a stomach that works great, and a wife who leaves the city.” I am a pessimist obsessed with the beauty of nature and women. I don’t know if this is normal. Probably no. (pause with commas)
I have no money
No wife to have lost
My life isn’t sunny
My thoughts, an exhaust
The stomach is faulty
The sight blurred a bit
A pessimist salty
Gone out of his wit
They sing “money money”
They sing “sun to come”
“A beautiful honey
Just money a sum”
Imagine unbound
My pockets inflating
With Sharon around
Embraces awaiting
Oh, beautiful dream
The lovely, a thought
An optimist scream
The pessimist’s caught
The stomach is better
I’m hungry no more
Imagine, have met her
On optimist shore
Gabrielle Bonheur “Coco” Chanel (23-10-2019)
“A deficiency of the real men is no reason to cling to the freaks. A woman worries about the future until she gets married, a man does not worry about the future until he marries.” What a beautiful and clever lady she is.
It is the modern world, most of us are freaks. I am a sad freak, what should I do, lie face down and cry? (pause with commas)
The future and worries
Connection unknown
No forthcoming flurries
I’m balanced, but lone
My life is a brooklet
The peaceful and dabbling
My mind is a booklet
With love stories babbling
I’m dreaming away
And longing for kisses
Imagine her stay
A beautiful mistress
But what of it, silly
The normal a freak
I’m shunned away, really
Cursed freaky, unique
I never have had
The smallest a chance
To prove being sad
Is not freak at glance
Gave up, to go on
I am dreaming away
And longing along
Imagine her stay
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (14-10-2019)
“I want to fight for life. Fight for the truth. Everyone always fights for the truth, and there is no ambiguity in this.”
I do support his views, but who knows, what the truth is. For some other ones it could be the falsehood. Nobody knows the ultimate truth, but God only. We live by means of our own local and private truths, and if you don’t like my truth, what will happen? (pause with commas)
A fight for the truth
The delicate matter
The gust of the youth
Afraid not to shatter
Doest burn it away
The freedom to choose
The communist clay
The treacherous abuse
A fight for the lie
The touching a matter
It is flying high
It should’ve been better
Called living untrue
In comfort of virtue
The softly undue
But lovely preferred to
The truth and the lie
The poles of nothing
The dirt in the sky
The violent crushing
That keeps me suppressed
And looking around
With inner unrest
On true lying ground
Fedor Dostoevsky (09-10-2019)
He is an extraordinarily intelligent writer. Here is my favorite saying. “He is an intelligent man, but in order to act smartly – mind is not enough.” I would add, most humbly, that, you have to cheat your feelings first. (pause with commas)
A smart or a stupid
The question it is
The foolishly rooted
Intelligent myth
Is growing on
My cleverness broken
It’s burning along
Like sweet purple token
True, I’m dependent
And easily thrown
From being repentant
To insolence grown
That’s why, little scoring
And have to derive
The mindfully boring
But flourishing drive
That wisely divides
The middling my wit
To mind and feelings
The fatal a split
Smart order to act
I lack the control
With mindful abstract
My sensitive soul
Henry Ford (07-10-2019)
Here is my favorite saying by Henry Ford. He is one of the greatest minds of our time. Intuitively, I live by his wisdom. “If it’s hard for you, definitely you climb the mountain. If it’s easy for you, surely you fall into the abyss.” (pause with commas)
To the edge of an abyss
I have almost arrived
She is longing for a kiss
Many times, she’s been revived
Getting close, look into
Warm and black, her smiling eye
Thanks I am, somehow new
Climbing up into the sky
She is calling, come at ease
I am yours, forever true
Hesitate not, dive in please
Destined we’re, me and you
No, thanks, your magic spell
Sweet and touching, soft and smooth
You are calling from the Hell
I am climbing to the Truth …
Live upon, the intuition
Father’s told and thought a lot
Easy life, the soul’s fiction
Hard to live, the future’s caught
No love, bought for a dime
No simple and unclear
It is hard for me to climb
It’s at ease, to disappear
Erich Remarque (04-10-2019)
Erich once said. “Unfortunately, we realize all the good things too late. We live in a longing for the past and in fear of the future. Anywhere, but not in the present.” (pause with commas)
The present is gray
I hate it forever
I tend to escape
With desperate endeavor
Towards the unknown
Or well known through
That yet to be blown
With doubt review
I am hesitative
As always have been
I doubt preventive
All things that begin
To draw up a future
Or drown in the past
Revive with the suture
And somehow last
I know, I’m wrong
I live in the present
I cannot return
The joyful incessant
Some beautiful past
Your smiling to shine
That will outlast
The grayish of mine