The Unseen – Don’t Be Fooled

Posted on April 8th, 2010 by admin in unseen so this is freedom | No Comments »

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what is the rhyme scheme of this poem?

Posted on April 6th, 2010 by admin in unseen so this is freedom | 2 Comments »

green and silent spot, amid the hills,
A small and silent dell! O’er stiller place
No singing skylark ever poised himself.
The hills are heathy, save that swelling slope,
Which hath a gay and gorgeous covering on,
All golden with the never-bloomless furze,
Which now blooms most profusely: but the dell,
Bathed by the mist, is fresh and delicate
As vernal cornfield, or the unripe flax,
When, through its half-transparent stalks, at eve,
The level sunshine glimmers with green light.
Oh! ’tis a quiet spirit-healing nook!
Which all, methinks, would love; but chiefly he,
The humble man, who, in his youthful years,
Knew just so much of folly as had made

His early manhood more securely wise!
Here he might lie on fern or withered heath,
While from the singing lark (that sings unseen
The minstrelsy that solitude loves best),
And from the sun, and from the breezy air,
Sweet influences trembled o’er his frame;
And he, with many feelings, many thoughts,
Made up a meditative joy, and found
Religious meanings in the forms of Nature!
And so, his senses gradually wrapped
In a half sleep, he dreams of better worlds,
And dreaming hears thee still, O singing lark,
That singest like an angel in the clouds!

My God! it is a melancholy thing
For such a man, who would full fain preserve
His soul in calmness, yet perforce must feel
For all his human brethren -O my God!
It weighs upon the heart, that he must think
What uproar and what strife may now be stirring
This way or that way o’er these silent hills –
Invasion, and the thunder and the shout,
And all the crash of onset; fear and rage,
And undetermined conflict -even now,
Even now, perchance, and in his native isle:
Carnage and groans beneath this blessed sun!
We have offended, Oh! my countrymen!
We have offended very grievously,
And been most tyrannous. From east to west
A groan of accusation pierces Heaven!
The wretched plead against us; multitudes
Countless and vehement, the sons of God,
Our brethren! Like a cloud that travels on,
Steamed up from Cairo’s swamps of pestilence,
Even so, my countrymen! have we gone forth
And borne to distant tribes slavery and pangs,
And, deadlier far, our vices, whose deep taint
With slow perdition murders the whole man,
His body and his soul! Meanwhile, at home,
All individual dignity and power
Engulfed in Courts, Committees, Institutions,
Associations and Societies,
A vain, speech-mouthing, speech-reporting Guild,
One Benefit-Club for mutual flattery,
We have drunk up, demure as at a grace,
Pollutions from the brimming cup of wealth;
Contemptuous of all honourable rule,
Yet bartering freedom and the poor man’s life
For gold, as at a market! The sweet words
Of Christian promise, words that even yet
Might stem destruction, were they wisely preached,
Are muttered o’er by men, whose tones proclaim
How flat and wearisome they feel their trade:
Rank scoffers some, but most too indolent
To deem them falsehoods or to know their truth.
Oh! blasphemous! the Book of Life is made
A superstitious instrument, on which
We gabble o’er the oaths we mean to break;
For all must swear -all and in every place,
College and wharf, council and justice-court;
All, all must swear, the briber and the bribed,
Merchant and lawyer, senator and priest,
The rich, the poor, the old man and the young;
All, all make up one scheme of perjury,
That faith doth reel; the very name of God
Sounds like a juggler’s charm; and, bold with joy,
Forth from his dark and lonely hiding-place
(Portentous sight!) the owlet Atheism,
Sailing on obscene wings athwart the noon,
Drops his blue-fringed lids, and holds them close,
And hooting at the glorious sun in Heaven,
Cries out, "Where is it?"

Thankless too for peace,
(Peace long preserved by fleets and perilous seas)
Secure from actual warfare, we have loved
To swell the war-whoop, passionate for war!
Alas! for ages ignorant of all
Its ghastlier workings, (famine or blue plague,
Battle, or siege, or flight through wintry snows,)
We, this whole people, have been clamorous
For war and bloodshed; animating sports,
The which we pay for as a thing to talk of,
Spectators and not combatants! No guess
Anticipative of a wrong unfelt,
No speculation on contingency,
However dim and vague, too vague and dim
To yield a justifying cause; and forth,
(Stuffed out with big preamble, holy names,
And adjurations of the God in Heaven,)
We send our mandates for the certain death
Of thousands and ten thousands! Boys and girls,
And women, that would groan to see a child
Pull off an insect’s leg, all read of war,
The best amusement for our morning meal!
The poor wretch, who has learnt his only prayers
From curses, who knows scarcely words enough
To ask a blessing from his Heavenly Father,
Becomes a fluent phraseman, absolute
And technical in v

Fears in Solitude.
This is one of the ‘Conversation’ poems written by S.T.Coleridge. As the title indicates it is a form of conversation not bound by a rhyme scheme. The term conversation poem was coined in 1928 by George McLean Harper. Harper considered the poem as representing a form of blank verse that is "…more fluent and easy than Milton’s, or any that had been written since Milton." Another critic is of the opinion that the poem maintains a middle register of speech, employing an idiomatic language that is capable of being construed as un-symbolic and un-musical: language that lets itself be taken as ‘merely talk’ rather than rapturous ’song’.
More details at
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Conversation_poems

The Unseen – Off

Posted on April 5th, 2010 by admin in unseen so this is freedom | No Comments »

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The Unseen – Sent to Die

Posted on April 2nd, 2010 by admin in unseen so this is freedom | No Comments »

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What is allowed legally as far as verbal language & physical contact in society today?

Posted on March 31st, 2010 by admin in unseen so this is freedom | 1 Comment »

I’m confused. I’m not even sure if we have the right to express ourselves anymore or act in any way other than being a drone. Even the other day my own family was like "look, you have to act/look a certain way to get a good job, HELLO." I said of course, but I"m sick of all the phony stuff in society & everyone just walking around trying to act nice to everyone else. what about self expression?

YOu can’t call someone fat, or any other adjective anymore really without there being either some sort of a complaint, a problem, a lawsuit even.

YOu can’t even act a certain way, other than acting like a pleasant conformist sheep, or someone will have a problem with it.

But you know the irony here? Even with all these (mostly unseen) laws of society, look at how it doesn’t work? We have gangs, lots of violence, and misery/bs at an all time high!

But my question is, are we allowed to speak our minds, call someone whatever we want to, within reason of course, and just pretty much carry on in anyway we please, or are there certain rules/restrictions.

For example, some people even get bent out of shape if they even remotely THINK you don’t like them…and try to start drama.

I’m sensing this tug of war at our freedoms in the US, so that’s why I want to personally ask the law/police section exactly….

what we we exatly allowed to do as far as verbal and physical expression, physical meaning, is hand shaking even allowed anymore? LOL.

what’s over the line, what’s considered illegal, and what’s still within OK boundaries?

It’s all about HOW you do it.
Express yourself, be who you are but KNOW HOW to do it.
Language and body language – advance your vocabulary and watch your physical expressions & motions. Keep your hands to yourself, learn to distinguish between what thoughts are necessary to express versus which ones are best kept to yourself.

You’ll be surprised how easily you can be yourself and express your mind without "causing trouble" just by learning how to do it.

The Unseen – There’s Still Hope

Posted on March 30th, 2010 by admin in unseen so this is freedom | No Comments »

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Rage Against the Machine inspired lyrics. rate please?

Posted on March 29th, 2010 by admin in unseen so this is freedom | 2 Comments »

What happened to freedom, what happened to peace?
It seems like both have been lost overseas.

We’re fightin an enemy, that’s not even real
It’s got the stamp of approval, the presidential seal.

Stand up alone, and they’ll silence you quick.
You need more voices to make your point stick.

They tell you to stand up for red white and blue.
What’s left to stand up for, what more can we do?

Chorus: (maybe)
The public is blind, and believe what they’re told.
The future belongs to the proud and the bold.
Develop an army, who knows where you’ll go
Get to the top, rise up and overthrow.

Time to give grace to the powers that be
Drive out the false patriots that fill up D.C.

When a native son starts to question beliefs,
An unseen army brings the top relief.

It’s a sea of corruption, a world of crime.
These are the yokes enslaving our time.

But now it’s our time, so now take the chance.
Take down the bullshit, end the same old dance.

Chorus.

it will be heavy guitar, drum intro at beginning. angry sounding. i mean it to be like rage against the machine. a couple of them suck. be honest on what u think of them.

wow did u write that? that is actually really good. i was just gonna write a smart @ss anwser but im actually impressed.

The Unseen – Greed Is a Disease

Posted on March 27th, 2010 by admin in unseen so this is freedom | No Comments »

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RATM inspired lyrics. rate please?

Posted on March 26th, 2010 by admin in unseen so this is freedom | 4 Comments »

What happened to freedom, what happened to peace?
It seems like both have been lost overseas.

We’re fightin an enemy, that’s not even real
It’s got the stamp of approval, the presidential seal.

Stand up alone, and they’ll silence you quick.
You need more voices to make your point stick.

They tell you to stand up for red white and blue.
What’s left to stand up for, what more can we do?

Chorus: (maybe)
The public is blind, and believe what they’re told.
The future belongs to the proud and the bold.
Develop an army, who knows where you’ll go
Get to the top, rise up and overthrow.

Time to give grace to the powers that be
Drive out the false patriots that fill up D.C.

When a native son starts to question beliefs,
An unseen army brings the top relief.

It’s a sea of corruption, a world of crime.
These are the yokes enslaving our time.

But now it’s our time, so now take the chance.
Take down the bullshit, end the same old dance.

Chorus.

Working title, Army of One. dont critiscize the structure, because i know that that’s awful. I just vaguely threw that together. just comment on the content and flow of the lyrics. theres gonna be a drum intro, then heavy, angry guitar. it will be very rage-ish

suggest titles too, if you want.

If by Rage-ish you mean like Rage Against the Machine, then I can see where you’re going.

To sing the song, it could sound weird, because it’s got the constant A-B rhyme scheme.

Lyrically, I think it’s pretty good though.

The Unseen – Punks Attack

Posted on March 24th, 2010 by admin in unseen so this is freedom | 3 Comments »

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