In my Journy in Yahoo Answeres I have learned much. Especialy with the algarythom I wrote for a Computr Science project, The results are great. When you are ready to shed the statistically imposable and help bring back the true YA way of being a top contributor with mega points, we follow this path. we will add to this our friends who share this forum for what it was ment to be. Each week for eight weeks I will post a question about The Eightfold Path as it applies to being a true contributor. Hopefully we will grow in numbers and impress shame on the cheaters. Do you want to ?
The Eightfold Path

The Eightfold Path illustrates the moral principles in which all participants should practice. It goes into detail about the basis of all Nirvana teachings: morality, meditation, and wisdom. This is the eightfold path:

1. Right Knowledge
2. Right Thinking
3. Right Speech
4. Right Conduct
5. Right Livelihood
6. Right Effort
7. Right Mindfulness
8. Right Concentration

Following the Noble Eightfold Path helps a person realize that greed and selfishness cause all earthly suffering. With this new understanding, one’s suffering may end. They will no longer feel that to gain points and status is important. But to contribute with all selfish desires aside. Answer true, Post True Thumbs up or down, True voting and person politely.




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How can poetry affect the world?




Bells of Blue

Beads of bell tones
gently trickling on my ears
The chime of wind
moving in crystalline rhythm
Dances of dew down daisies dress
and the ending of a natural era
Mother’s Garden wilts in bloom
Fumes rising in summer heat
The rain would eat the skin
The air
stifles the rose childs’ blossom
Forever on and anew
men seek gain
their business gongs
drowning out dews chime
Their greed
tramples the orchards of
Gaia
as we tiptoe through the flowers…

An issue that is close to my heart. Would you help me in answering the question, how can poetry affect the world…?




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Which is more precious, diamonds or water?




There were sparkles in the sand,
And oyster beds beneath the waves.
The cliffs were carved and crystal caves
Held quartz that were 10 times larger than a man.
The summer breezes were cool and clean
Tropical fruits ripe through most of the year
The fish were so plentiful, one could catch with a spear
The biggest trout or perch ever seen.

Under the stones in the clifftops above
One could hear bubbling and follow the sound
Until a place with hot springs was found
And desire was heightened for couples in love.
I was there that day in the springtime of life,
With birdsong and wind-chimes making song,
And for a short time, nothing was wrong-
Until I awoke to the stab of reality’s knife.

epilogue:

Here in the city where greed doesn’t sleep,
And the natives welcome with Cheshire smiles,
Neon lights the way as Lady Luck beguiles
Luring unwary tourists into her Keep.
Palm trees and gilded lilies adorn
The path to a promise that ends in a trap;
The pot at the rainbows end is full of crap
Riches to rags left tattered and torn.




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