"paradisus" poems - Hello Poetry

Etymologically, paradise is inherited from the Latin paradisus and the Greek paradeisos and ultimately an ancient Iranian root -- pairi daêza. In theory, paradise is a religious term. By that definition, paradise is a place in which existence is positive, harmonious and timeless. It is conceptually a counter-image of the miseries of human civilization; in paradise, there is only peace, prosperity, and happiness. It’s absurd, though, how we provide ourselves with such a convenient idea, a carrot for all mankind to share in our relentless drive towards death. It’s absurd that we must rely on such nonsensical ideals to inspire us to adhere to literal, arbitrarily-dictated morals. “Thou shalt not do things we say you probably shouldn’t. Except sometimes.” “Actually, whenever, as long as you feel bad about it and spend a moment kneeling quietly and thinking something along the lines of ‘So, like, sorry -- my bad. It won’t happen again, unless it does.’” The fundamental mistake here is attempting to delineate the existence of Man with an old book and relentless propaganda and childhood indoctrination and threats of post-mortem punishment, but more on topic -- why can’t one just live the right way without this kind of artificial motivation? It’s a juvenile concept that we’ve taken much too far. It marginalizes the human race -- “listen, Man, if you eat all your broccoli, then you can have dessert.” But what happens in this situation, when the dessert isn’t real? What I mean to say is that maybe you should eat your broccoli because it’s healthy, and because, besides what society has attempted to instill in you, it might actually be tasty if you give it a chance. Live for now. Care about people now. Because you don’t get anything afterwards; however cynical it may be, dessert is just a cold grave or a flame designed for whole incineration of your being. Paradise is now.

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Mar 19, 2013

Mar 19, 2013 at 11:16 PM UTC

hank-desroches

Broccoli

Etymologically, paradise is inherited from the Latin paradisus and the Greek paradeisos and ultimately an ancient Iranian root -- pairi daêza. In theory, paradise is a religious term. By that definition, paradise is a place in which existence is positive, harmonious and timeless. It is conceptually a counter-image of the miseries of human civilization; in paradise, there is only peace, prosperity, and happiness. It’s absurd, though, how we provide ourselves with such a convenient idea, a carrot for all mankind to share in our relentless drive towards death. It’s absurd that we must rely on such nonsensical ideals to inspire us to adhere to literal, arbitrarily-dictated morals. “Thou shalt not do things we say you probably shouldn’t. Except sometimes.” “Actually, whenever, as long as you feel bad about it and spend a moment kneeling quietly and thinking something along the lines of ‘So, like, sorry -- my bad. It won’t happen again, unless it does.’” The fundamental mistake here is attempting to delineate the existence of Man with an old book and relentless propaganda and childhood indoctrination and threats of post-mortem punishment, but more on topic -- why can’t one just live the right way without this kind of artificial motivation? It’s a juvenile concept that we’ve taken much too far. It marginalizes the human race -- “listen, Man, if you eat all your broccoli, then you can have dessert.” But what happens in this situation, when the dessert isn’t real? What I mean to say is that maybe you should eat your broccoli because it’s healthy, and because, besides what society has attempted to instill in you, it might actually be tasty if you give it a chance. Live for now. Care about people now. Because you don’t get anything afterwards; however cynical it may be, dessert is just a cold grave or a flame designed for whole incineration of your being. Paradise is now.

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Sunlight melts through Sheets we used to share "Kiss me" would you dare and I’d shake like bamboo

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Apr 3, 2014

Apr 3, 2014 at 10:11 PM UTC

Tugaone

Paradisus

Sunlight melts through Sheets we used to share "Kiss me" would you dare and I’d shake like bamboo

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hold me, she said against all knowledge a rhetorical question let me go, she said against all knowledge a rhetorical question inseparable the force of connected souls eternity the sky she touched the earth he moved it was completed © Marialenn Langendoen 11/04/2017

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Nov 4, 2017

Nov 4, 2017 at 2:53 AM UTC

marialenn-langendoen

Paradisus terrestris

hold me, she said against all knowledge a rhetorical question let me go, she said against all knowledge a rhetorical question inseparable the force of connected souls eternity the sky she touched the earth he moved it was completed © Marialenn Langendoen 11/04/2017

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A world where God is Love, The air is ripe, We walk around with naked feet, And throw up flowers

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Sep 22, 2013

Sep 22, 2013 at 2:12 AM UTC

daniela-1

Paradisus

A world where God is Love, The air is ripe, We walk around with naked feet, And throw up flowers

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Foundation. Based on a simple question. What form does paradise take? Is it simply when one doesn't suffer the mental confusion between unconscious, and conscious desires? Such as finding love, friendship, material or spiritual wealth, etc. Etc. Paradisus (L) Consciousness and Unconsciousness Rests and bows in peace As tranquility flows Through the good heart's Altarpiece © Copyright John Duffy Paradisus translated: Paradise.

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Apr 1, 2025

Apr 1, 2025 at 1:20 AM UTC

john-duffy-asy

Paradisus (L)

Foundation. Based on a simple question. What form does paradise take? Is it simply when one doesn't suffer the mental confusion between unconscious, and conscious desires? Such as finding love, friendship, material or spiritual wealth, etc. Etc. Paradisus (L) Consciousness and Unconsciousness Rests and bows in peace As tranquility flows Through the good heart's Altarpiece © Copyright John Duffy Paradisus translated: Paradise.

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