According to the judge, the clues to a great number of crimes lay hidden in wounds. To solve them you had to develop not a magistrate’s but rather a surgeon’s understanding of trauma.
Antonio Garrido in The Corpse Reader (2011), translated by Tom Bunstead
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Understanding and Knowledge
Those who know don’t talk;
Those who talk don’t know;
Those who speak don’t write;
Those who write don’t speak.
Those who think don’t actions;
Those who actions don’t think;
Those who think don’t judge;
Those who judge don’t do.
Small understanding is no match for great understanding;
Small knowledge cannot understand great knowledge knows.
Great wisdom has great understanding;
Great knowledge has wise sayings.
Great knowledge and understanding is wide and vast;
Small knowledge and understanding is trivial and cramped.
Great speech blaze forth as a huge fire;
Small speech is empty and trivial.
We understand what is appropriate;
Because of what we understand to be inappropriate.
We understand right;
Because of our understanding of wrong.
Use the light of wisdom to see,
Beyond the world of right and wrong.
One can only really understand things,
By understanding one’s true self.
(extracted and translated from Tao Te Cheng Book)
© Nov 2011 Lawrence Hiung
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Like A Surgeon
I finally made it through med school
Somehow I made it through
Im just an intern
I still make a mistake or two
I was last in my class
Barely passsed at the institute
Now Im trying to avoid, yah Im trying to avoid
A malpractise suit
Hey, like a surgeon
Cuttin for the very first time
Like a surgeon
Organ transplants are my line
Better give me all your gause nurse
This patients fading fast
Complications have set in
Dont know how long hell last
Let me see, that i.v.
Here we go - time to operate
Ill pull his indsides out, pull his insides out
And see what he ate
Like a surgeon, hey
Cuttin for the very first time
Like a surgeon
Heres a waiver for you to sign
Woe, woe, woe
Its a fact - Im a quack
The disgrace of the a.m.a.
cause my patients die, yah my patients die
Before they can pay
Like a surgeon, hey
Cuttin for the very first time
Like a surgeon
Got your kidneys on my mind
Like a surgeon, ooh like a surgeon
When I reach inside
With my scalpel, and my forceps, and retractors
Oh oh, oh oh, woe, oh
Ooh baby, yah
I can hear your heartbeat
For the very last time
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Sin and Stuff
Lord – if that is how
a stranger, I, should address
that stranger, you –
I – or one resembling I –
have done so many actions
which the world would classify
as crimes, or sins, according as
the one who classified them might believe…
and in the classifications which
men attribute boldly to that presumed you,
there must be crimes or sins which are unnamed
which I have done; good left undone…
indeed, your devotees would see it as a sin
if any single breath, any heartbeat passed
without their holding you in mind…
So if I understood forgiveness, as beyond
the way we scold our children, even punish them,
yet never cease to love…
then I would ask forgiveness of my sins
in that same spirit; yet I would ask, first,
understanding; mine, and yours
(though I would hope them finally the same)
for I believe that really, the you
that I perceive you as –
that really, you’re my best friend…
who understands my crimes and sins
better than I do myself…
and in that understanding, love.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The Number Nought
I really think that people ought
Value more the number 'nought'
Without this number much would differ
No algebra, no calculator
No internet and no PCs
A maths developed differently
'Nought' is the number that enables
Us to solve all those equations.
poem by David Keig
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Developing better people should be the number one goal for any coach when dealing with kids. In trying to develop better people, we are going to develop more and better pros.
Judge
Judge is not here to decide
Who is winner and who is loser.
Judge is here to decide
Who is in right point.
No judge is empower to
Pronounced death sentences
No judge has got power
To give life to the lifeless.
Judge can not decide
The synonyms and antonyms
Judge can not say
The right source for right word.
Judge is not judge
So long as the judge is mortal
Judge is judge
If judge is eternal.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Through The Heart
I see through the heart like glass,
Opening the books of the mouth;
My solutions are clearer than the lips
That politely shut to avoid duty.
My lies are so much absent and present,
Begging is no escape, begging is no properness.
To solve the riddle of the past
We must solve ourselves like the heart.
Open this organ of hidden qualities
Like the opening of a drum and song.
Long and hard we seem to strum like a past,
A past well hidden at last, particularly now.
The heart is hidden in height as a weight,
We wait and we wait, the heart is fond.
poem by Naveed Akram
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World's Slope
Try to solve the mystery
Go through world's history
And discover the clue
That's hidden in queue
And try to find the reply
And answers of the WHY
That come as to us in hope
Slipping through world's slope
And know that it is true
And hard to find the hue
That's hidden in an hour
That show us day's power
And tell us how to survive
In each moment of life
And now to discover clue
That is hidden in queue
Go through world's history
To solve this world's mystery.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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For I Am Not A Number
do not count me then
for i am not a number, do not weigh
me on a scale, do not judge me in
units, for i am not your number,
come beside me,
feel me, have a little kindness,
be gentle, listen, and
speak, for i have joys
and sorrows, i have
anticipations and
visions, do not try calculating
me again,
i am not a number.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Trauma...
having heard that you had trauma
falling on the busy street with no one helping
in a bit, i cannot really relate,
but i remember in that big city where i once lived
trauma is everywhere
even in the restaurants where new lovers dine
even in boulevards where yachts love their rest
even in bed where love is invented
trauma has become a way of life
like breakfast and special dinners
like waking up
in some ways when another person jumps from
the 13th floor and then you hear the ambulance screaming
you simply dismiss this as another daily routine
and so you close the window
and watch the soap opera on TV
lying on the sofa
your thoughts focusing on the most trivial matter
that is more of
another trauma.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Clues To You
There on those days when the sun barely touches the sky
Your eyes are so heavy with the morning
And there you lie on the horizon of my mind
Streams flow through the consciousness of time
And I follow your every movement for a clue to you
You cover my eyes with your deepness
You wrap my soul in the beauty of it all
You take me away from my incompleteness
Lead me all the way or not at all
And times too precious here
I cant wait for clues to you
I cant wait for clues to you
Dont wake me if Im dreaming, no, no, no, this is my reality
If I touch you tell me will you blow away
Please dont move now until you set me free - set me free
I cant wait for clues to you
Name the time and Ill be your place
Remove my eyes from this deathly haze
Now Ive been living shades of blue and grey
Dont you know Im ready for a brighter phase
And times too precious here
I cant wait for clues to you
I cant wait for clues to you
Wont you catch me if I fall too fast
Dont let me fly too high
Youve released me from my earthly grasp
And now youve got me in your skies - in your skies
I cant wait for clues to you
Now I dont want to wait anymore for clues
Let it rain
Let it wash on down
Cant wait for clues to you
I dont want to wait anymore for clues
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Hello My Gatiting
hello my gatiting
please solve the problem below
if you can solve it
email me the answer
then i will tell you if
we are still friends.
deal.
Solve each of the following inequalities
and express the solution in interval notation.
(x - 6) (x + 2) (- 4 - x) > 0
x2 + x + 2 < 7 - 3x
Find the number by using exponential form.
a) log232
b) ln e5
The following example represents a correspondence f from A to B. Determine whether the associated statements are true or false.
i) One element of A corresponds to two elements of B.
ii) Two elements of A correspond to the same element of B.
iii) Some element of A has no corresponding element in B.
iv) Some element of B has no element of A corresponding to it.
v) Is f a function? If not, then explain why.
you have only an hour to submit
your answer.
after two hours,
our friendship ends.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Trauma World
The unavoidable desire to take you home
Like suffocating all my clearest thoughts
It seems like yesterday when we lay here side by side
But it's countless nights ago that it passed away
In a trauma world
Discovering all the depths in which we stand
In a trauma world
Fighting our achievements every day
In a trauma world
The truth is so surreal and incomplete
In a trauma world
Sifting through the memories in our heads
When I held a fragile hand that sorry day
Not feeling cold inside, uncompromising
As if romancing all night long in our imaginations,
Then one second changed our lives eternally
Understand me if I take you into my arms
Please forgive me if I am searching for your heart
Do you hear me when I'm crying every night?
I must start
again
song performed by by Zeraphine
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I don't need to manufacture trauma in my life to be creative. I have a big enough reservoir of sadness or emotional trauma to last me.
The Trumpet
A friend fell and smashed up his teeth and jaw,
And ended up in 'casualty' what's more,
The surgeon came to sew up his damaged face,
And put his teeth and jaw back into place.
He asked the surgeon, if he would be able to play the trumpet,
No problem at all, the surgeon said, superbly, that I can bet.
Oh, how amazing, said my friend, Gosh, I must tell my wife,
Because, I've never ever played a trumpet, in my life.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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I could write historical fiction, or science fiction, or a mystery but since I find it fascinating to research the clues of some little know period and develop a story based on that, I will probably continue to do it.
quote by Jean M. Auel
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And I've come to the place where I believe that there's no way to solve these problems, these issues - there's nothing that we can do that will solve the problems that we have and keep the peace, unless we solve it through God, unless we solve it in being our highest self. And that's a pretty tall order.
quote by Glenn Beck
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Eternal Hope For Your Soul
I would judge only
that your pain is great
almost more
than your soul can bear.
I would judge only
that your pain was
born in great injustice.
I would judge only
that your wrist scare scars
bear self witness to pain.
But I would not
judge your soul,
your right or wrong,
but I can discern,
that only a divine love,
can resurrect dead life...
in your heart,
give eternal hope,
for your soul.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Swinging the Lead
Said the soldier to the Surgeon, "I've got noises in me head
And a kind o' filled up feeling after every time I'm fed;
I can sleep all night on picket, but I can't sleep in my bed".
And the Surgeon said,
"That's Lead!"
Said the soldier to the Surgeon, "Do you think they'll send me back?
For I really ain't adapted to be carrying a pack
Though I've humped a case of whisky half a mile upon my back".
And the Surgeon said,
"That's Lead!"
"And my legs have swelled up cruel, I can hardly walk at all,
Bur when the Taubes come over you should see me start to crawl;
When we're sprinting for the dugout, I can easy beat 'em all".
And the Surgeon said,
"That's Lead!"
So they sent him to the trenches where he landed safe and sound,
And he drew his ammunition, just about two fifty round:
"Oh Sergeant, what's this heavy stuff I've got to hump around?"
And the Sergeant said,
"That's Lead!"
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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Could You Picture Life?
Could you picture life?
Could you picture life?
Misty morning with birds singing melodies,
Could you picture life in the clouds,
The Morning star,
The comets,
The ufos,
The foolishness in racism,
Could you see CNN,
The crimes and the bursting that we play everyday,
The religious crimes,
Could you picture the negation in man?
That we die everyday is sin,
Could you picture?
Love is worth the New World Understanding,
Picture my eyes and see that we all be crying,
My brothers and sisters are dyeing and suffocating,
Picture the New World,
Where the True Understanding will dwell in our heart,
Could you picture?
You and I are no different,
We same creatures that creep for Bread,
Could you picture?
No man better than other,
Could you picture?
The credibility of Human Trust.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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