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Array ( [sid] => 178418 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Live Death to the Fullest [time] => 2014-05-29 13:19:33 [hometext] => [bodytext] => A love for life, they say, is a good thing to possess,
Guess what? It’s just this devotion, that will corrode your life’s zest,

The big deal makers take pleasure, when they advise,
Never, ever, fall in love with your prize,

Hold life too dear, and your love for it slashes deeper,
Then see your zest run, from the stare of the Reaper,

My Martial Master glared, when he said,
No one can kill you, if you’re already dead,

Assign no value to yourself, and surely as you will,
Give your life away gladly, like the matador to the bull,

This promise I will make, and yes, you can quote,
Your blood will sear hottest, with the Sickle’s edge on your throat,

Be calm mis amigos, for you shall nary have missed it,
Your life’s precious value will return, just when you have risked it,

Death is to Life, as the Yin is to the Yang,
Feel the excitement, as you chase tooth and fang,

Love Death as you might Life, but this way is so rare,
Most prefer having their life fizzle away in the lair,

That comfort zone of yours, you must renounce and discard,
For the timid and shy, it’s a sad and cluttered bone yard,

Remember the good officer of The Green Mile?
Nature’s punishment for him, was he must live for a while,

Your last chapter will please you, since you will have wrote it,
Perhaps the end you faced fiercely, will move even Moon Full, to duly note it.
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Live Death to the Fullest

Contributed by JackM on Thursday, 29th May 2014 @ 01:19:33 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



A love for life, they say, is a good thing to possess,
Guess what? It’s just this devotion, that will corrode your life’s zest,

The big deal makers take pleasure, when they advise,
Never, ever, fall in love with your prize,

Hold life too dear, and your love for it slashes deeper,
Then see your zest run, from the stare of the Reaper,

My Martial Master glared, when he said,
No one can kill you, if you’re already dead,

Assign no value to yourself, and surely as you will,
Give your life away gladly, like the matador to the bull,

This promise I will make, and yes, you can quote,
Your blood will sear hottest, with the Sickle’s edge on your throat,

Be calm mis amigos, for you shall nary have missed it,
Your life’s precious value will return, just when you have risked it,

Death is to Life, as the Yin is to the Yang,
Feel the excitement, as you chase tooth and fang,

Love Death as you might Life, but this way is so rare,
Most prefer having their life fizzle away in the lair,

That comfort zone of yours, you must renounce and discard,
For the timid and shy, it’s a sad and cluttered bone yard,

Remember the good officer of The Green Mile?
Nature’s punishment for him, was he must live for a while,

Your last chapter will please you, since you will have wrote it,
Perhaps the end you faced fiercely, will move even Moon Full, to duly note it.




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Re: Live Death to the Fullest (User Rating: 1 )
by gypsymaddness on Thursday, 29th May 2014 @ 04:12:11 PM AEST
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This is true. Love life too much and you become fearful of anything worthwhile. You get trapped in a cage of your own making. The words you wrote hit me with every line. Wonderful poem. Thanks for shring it~♡


Re: Live Death to the Fullest (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Thursday, 29th May 2014 @ 07:49:34 PM AEST
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not really in the mood for having my throat sliced
tonight thank you very much lol, ~Your life’s
precious value will return, just when you have risked it,
i have almost bled to death and this line is quite
true:) thought provoking write here,

hugs n' love nessa




Re: Live Death to the Fullest (User Rating: 1 )
by Invierno on Wednesday, 4th June 2014 @ 08:58:27 AM AEST
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Excellent address and wonderful perspective. I have given this much consideration.

Ultimately, there is one thing we can control...that is the manner and means of our passing from this plane to the next. (shy of accidental death of course).

Only my son gets it. No one else (to the very few I've shared my thoughts on death with) does; they all cling to life as if its the last boat leaving the sinking ship. I say that life is one stage of our development as spiritual entities, and this unreasonable fear of leaving this life is bourne out of fear for what is beyond. Leaving god out of the equation, I propose that our spirits simply exist without the trappings of bodies.....pretty cool.

Anyway, my son is going to steal my body from the morgue and either bury me (unwrapped) and plant a tree over me or I will get a good old fashioned native american funeral pyre from which my ashes will float the world. In America ( and other places of course) the method of sealing the body in metal for eternity is so...cloying. It is hypothesized that a molecule of air that Augustus Caesar breathed is in turn breathed by us, here and now, every eight minutes or so. One mustn’t forget that our earth is a closed loop system, so burn baby burn! Spread....




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