The Evans Collection
by Scott
Posted: Saturday, September 13, 2003 Word Count: 623 |
The Writer
To be creative is to be a human being
Or else we're just machines
A virus on the Earth just spinning
To break from the motions
Enrich the darkness with our emotions
To explain the happiness in a dying mans heart
And express the stark message in a comical farce
How tragic it would be for not sharing
To go to your grave, the world not knowing
Not caring
To be a writer is to be a human being
To break from the motions and enjoy the gift of living
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All That I had
I've experienced love
The wonders that could only come from above
I've experienced pain and terrible loss
I've experienced it all so take me now
For I no longer have any more to gain
'Life without wonder is not a life at all'
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Bang
We are all one, born from one night
Arriving when someone or something decided the time was right
A magnificent explosion ripped and roared and the universe came when called
So from a night, a single night, a massive BIG BANG occurred
The stars formed
So for all its size the universe all started at one point
For all our differences and borders on land, to how we look and where we stand we all come from that night
We are all one and apart of each other
So love yourself, your WHOLE self
Don’t take cover
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Nothing and Something
Why did the universe begin?
How did it?
How could something come from nothing?
Perhaps there was NEVER nothing
To know nothing is there you have to have existence to realise its not there
And if something exists to know it not there then something exists
And so there can never be nothing
To have nothing you need something
And with something you can’t have nothing
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The Question
If no living creature existed
If there was no consciousness anyware to be aware of it surroundings, such as the universe
would it exist?
If nothing knew it was there would it exist?
The answer is yes
If a tree falls and no ones hears it, does it make a sound
The answer is yes
Just because you do not witness an event it does not cancel out the event
So another question is if that is the case what things DO exist that we do not know about, maybe we can not see them, hear them or touch them but perhaps still they exist
I wonder what they are?
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The hand that guides
The pill in my hand keeps the depression at bay
The booze I will drink keeps me merry in another way.
It's the words my fingers type that keep me happy and alive today
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Whose right to cry
My life looks charmed
The waters calm
I have a lovely life
Yes and a lovely wife
I suffer no terror
A life seemingly free from fear
So I have no right to cry?
I don’t live with war, poverty or hunger
I am not going to die
Well not yet
So clearly I have no right to cry?
But weep I do, secretly so
My happy face hides a mind almost six feet low
“When you fall asleep before I do, having sweet dreams of me and you, waking up to the sound of what ought to be a Cockatoo, I am still awake at a time set still, thinking of perils to give me a chill. Alone in my mind, oh a dangerous place, the images race and the demons give chase. How can I make them stop, rid myself of my invisible strop”
So behind my smiling eyes
My soul gently cries
But why?
To be creative is to be a human being
Or else we're just machines
A virus on the Earth just spinning
To break from the motions
Enrich the darkness with our emotions
To explain the happiness in a dying mans heart
And express the stark message in a comical farce
How tragic it would be for not sharing
To go to your grave, the world not knowing
Not caring
To be a writer is to be a human being
To break from the motions and enjoy the gift of living
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All That I had
I've experienced love
The wonders that could only come from above
I've experienced pain and terrible loss
I've experienced it all so take me now
For I no longer have any more to gain
'Life without wonder is not a life at all'
------------------------------------------
Bang
We are all one, born from one night
Arriving when someone or something decided the time was right
A magnificent explosion ripped and roared and the universe came when called
So from a night, a single night, a massive BIG BANG occurred
The stars formed
So for all its size the universe all started at one point
For all our differences and borders on land, to how we look and where we stand we all come from that night
We are all one and apart of each other
So love yourself, your WHOLE self
Don’t take cover
-------------------------------------------------
Nothing and Something
Why did the universe begin?
How did it?
How could something come from nothing?
Perhaps there was NEVER nothing
To know nothing is there you have to have existence to realise its not there
And if something exists to know it not there then something exists
And so there can never be nothing
To have nothing you need something
And with something you can’t have nothing
-------------------------------------------------
The Question
If no living creature existed
If there was no consciousness anyware to be aware of it surroundings, such as the universe
would it exist?
If nothing knew it was there would it exist?
The answer is yes
If a tree falls and no ones hears it, does it make a sound
The answer is yes
Just because you do not witness an event it does not cancel out the event
So another question is if that is the case what things DO exist that we do not know about, maybe we can not see them, hear them or touch them but perhaps still they exist
I wonder what they are?
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The hand that guides
The pill in my hand keeps the depression at bay
The booze I will drink keeps me merry in another way.
It's the words my fingers type that keep me happy and alive today
-----------------------------------------------------
Whose right to cry
My life looks charmed
The waters calm
I have a lovely life
Yes and a lovely wife
I suffer no terror
A life seemingly free from fear
So I have no right to cry?
I don’t live with war, poverty or hunger
I am not going to die
Well not yet
So clearly I have no right to cry?
But weep I do, secretly so
My happy face hides a mind almost six feet low
“When you fall asleep before I do, having sweet dreams of me and you, waking up to the sound of what ought to be a Cockatoo, I am still awake at a time set still, thinking of perils to give me a chill. Alone in my mind, oh a dangerous place, the images race and the demons give chase. How can I make them stop, rid myself of my invisible strop”
So behind my smiling eyes
My soul gently cries
But why?