A given excuse that was not asked for implies guilt. Clapping with only the right hand will not make a noise.
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Clapping with the right hand only will not make a noise.
Clapping with the right hand only will not produce a noise.
I've been thinking about that old Zen conundrum what's the sound of one hand clapping My personal opinion--nothing. You don't have two hands, you don't have any clapping. It's as simple as that. Stars, galaxies, clapping hands, what's the point The point is that we all need somebody, whether you're a supercluster or a little proton, a yin or a yang. Everybody is hooked into everybody else.
quote by Geoffrey Neighor
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O my God excuse me
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
Without borrowing and
Without stealing
It is quite impossible
To live with dignity
And what is dignity
I am unable to understand
O God excuse me.
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
Being human
I be committed to
Public cause
I am not able to do it
O God excuse me.
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
I am unable to practice
Tolerance and create
Nuisance
I am unable to understand
O God excuse me.
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
The mistake I have done
And the punishment
I have got
O God excuse me
Excuse me.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Lucy Cant Dance
Lucy I know what youre going to going to do
Oh lucy look what youre doing Im doing it too
Now youre looking for God in exciting new ways
I say trust him at once which is something these days
Lucy cant dance to the noise but she knows what the noise can do
Lucy cant dance to the noise but she knows what the noise can do
Did the world just explode?
Dont recognize anyone
But youve still got me under your thumb
Lucy cant dance to the noise but she knows what the noise can do
Oh oh oh
Lucy cant dance to the noise but she knows what the noise can do
Theres tooling your frenzy in the tole savoy
And the sexual noise which is caught up a toy
You live and you die in the blink of an eye
Well I cant make you dance
Lucy cant dance
Dance to the noise
Lucy cant dance but she knows what the noise can do
Lucy cant dance
Dance to the noise
Lucy cant dance but she knows what the noise can
Lucy cant dance but she knows what the noise can
Lucy cant dance but she knows what the noise can do
Lucy cant dance
Lucy cant dance
Lucy I know what youre going to going to do
But you cant buy me off in the stirial (? ) world
Who who who died and made you material girl?
Lucy cant dance to the noise but she knows what the noise can do
So Ill spin while my lunatic lyric goes wrong
Guess Ill put all my eggs in a postmodern song
Lucy cant dance to the noise but she knows what the noise can do
Of the show of the fine reality
Just a few simple words like I love you, I need you
Live and to die in the blink of an eye
Still I cant make you dance
Lucy cant dance
Dance to the noise
Lucy cant dance but she knows what the noise can do
Lucy cant dance
Dance to the noise
Lucy cant dance but she knows what the noise can
Lucy cant dance but she knows what the noise can
Lucy cant dance but she knows what the noise can
Lucy cant dance but she knows what the noise can do
Can do
Lucy I know what youre going to going to do
Lucy I know what youre going to going to do
Lucy cant dance
Lucy cant dance
Lucy I know what youre going to going to do
song performed by by David Bowie
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From the Lips
Excuse:
'I didn't want to see them like that.
That is why I didn't come by to see them,
Before they passed away.'
Excuse:
'I know I should have asked you
How you were doing!
But I was told you were doing fine,
And that's why I hadn't called! '
Excuse:
'Even though I know most of our relatives
Attended.
I didn't get an invitation.
My father got one.
I should have received one too! '
Excuse:
'I really didn't tell lies on you and things you did.
I just told them what I heard.
And when I saw you the other day,
You didn't speak to me.
But I didn't tell them you didn't see me...
And what I heard came from someone,
Who hasn't seen you at all! '
These excuses come from the lips,
Of those who will swear they know you!
Everything about you...
And more!
Why they stay amazed,
You would rather keep away from them...
Day and night to remain in peace,
Will not stop a dropp of their gossip!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Goodbye
Last night when I left u fast asleeping
I should have contemplated suicide
4 the smile upon your face thats well worth keeping
By morning - smears 4 every tear u cry
I could manage a week or 2 without those kisses
Itd be hard, but something tells me I could try
Chorus:
4 that matter, whatever 2 make u reconsider
Is there truth when u make love 2 a lie?
Excuse me, but is this really goodbye?
Whyd I ever let u in this morning?
Whyd I let u come inside my door?
I should have known without that smile adorning
Your face - a kiss was not what u came 4
Thats when your hand reached out 2 touch me gently
At least thats how it happened in my mind
Chorus
Cant begin 2 understand how I think about u (everything)
Everything I wanna do, I cannot do without u
However wrong u want - Ill be
Just please (please) dont leave (dont leave)
If it means this life without u, baby
I swear Ill spend it on my knees
Excuse me, but is this really goodbye?
Last night when I left u I was so sure
Wed be 2gether 4ever and 4 days
And now my shade of blue couldnt get no bluer
I dont even know what I did 2 make u go away
I could possibly stage a front and play the cool one (cool one)
Heart in my hand tryin 2 hold back every cry
But who would applaud me when its u, my one and only
Who ever gave me a good reason not 2 die
Excuse me, but is this really (goodbye)
Excuse me, but is this really (goodbye)
Excuse me, but is this really goodbye?
(goodbye)
Goodbye, goodbye
(goodbye)
Goodbye (goodbye)
song performed by by Prince
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Loving You
loving you
i shall rejoice
clapping with
one hand
you ask me
if i can fly
using my left wing
you make a
conclusion:
this matter is impossible.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Noise
Dads stuck in the factory, machines are banging all around.
Mommas in the kitchen, she got the radio on all the time.
My little sisters screaming, and stamping on the ground.
And the radio keeps pumping out the same old boring sound.
All I hear is noise.
Cant get away from the noise.
Can you hear me above the noise?
Can you, can you, can you, can you, can you, can you hear me?
Can you hear the noise? (noise)
Cant get away from the noise. (noise)
Can you hear me above the noise? (noise)
Can you, can you, can you, can you, can you, can you hear me?
Banging in my ears, in every direction.
Listen to the roar, hear that city[? ], poundin, poundin.
There oughta be a law, hey buddy, turn that radio down.
Sometimes I get used to it and I forget that its around.
But all I hear is noise. (noise)
Cant get away from noise. (noise)
Can you hear me above the noise? (noise)
All of this confusion is ruining my day.
Let the noise be like the sunset, and slowly fade away.
Fading, fade.
Girl, I want to build a better world for me and you.
I wanna pull out all the plugs before I finally blow my fuse.
Wish all the confusion would slowly fade away.
Id tell you that I love you, but you dont hear what I way.
All you hear is noise. (noise)
Cant get away from noise. (noise)
Can you hear me above the noise? (noise)
Can you, can you, can you, can you, can you, can you hear me?
Noise in the street, theyre digging up the pavement.
Noise in the air, those traffic jams are everywhere.
Noise on noise, to cover up the noise.
The pressures building up because theres no way to avoid,
All the noise. (noise)
Cant get away from noise. (noise)
Can you hear me above the noise? (noise)
All of this confusion is ruining my day.
Let the noise be like the sunset, and slowly fade away.
Fading, fading.
song performed by by Kinks
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Beautiful Noise
Written by: neil diamond
What a beautiful noise
Comin up from the street
Got a beautiful sound
Its got a beautiful beat
Its a beautiful noise
Goin on everywhere
Like the clickety-clack
Of a train on a track
Its got a rhythm to spare
Its a beautiful noise
And its sound that I love
And its fit me as well
As a hand in a glove
Yes it does, yes it does
What a beautiful noise
Comin up from the park
Its the song of the kids
And it plays until dark
Its the song of the cars
On their furious flights
But theres even romance
In the way that they dance
To beat of the lights
Its a beautiful noise
And its a sound that I love
And it makes me feel good
Like a hand in a glove
Yes it does, yes it does
What a beautiful noise
Its a beautiful noise
Made of joy an of strife
Like a symphony played
By a passing parade
Its the music of life
What a beautiful noise
Comin up to my room
And its beggin for me
Just to give it a tune
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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Honesty Is No Excuse
Up till now I used to pass my time
Drinking beer so slowly, sometimes wine
No god, air, water or sunshine
And honesty was my only excuse
I took your love and I used it
Up till now my youthful stage
A useless rage, a torn out page, a worn out gauge
A dirty shade, a big charade, a has been made
And honesty was my only excuse
I took your love and I used it
I never, I never, I never
Up till now my love life
A few sweet kisses, a little missus, a fork and knife
A happy home, a hand to hold, a land to roam
And honesty was my only excuse
I took my life in my own hands and I abused it
Up till now I used to tap dance
Take a girl by the hand saying I need your , I need your romance
Oh I had so many chances
And honesty was my only excuse
I took your love and abused it
Up till now the path of life was fair enough
Enough was fair, all was right
And now I know, I see the light
And honesty was my only excuse
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Zen
and then he
asked about all these things:
must you
have heard about the
ten deaf
dwarfs of
the islands of Acidophiles?
the sound of one hand
clapping on the
hills of
Pedophilisimones?
in his innocence he
prostrates himself upon the ground
and listens
to the ears of the earth
the hands of some roots
buried underneath
it is Zen
and the doZen
and the
froZen moments of
ZenO
He shakes his head
rising up and that is what happens
when he finally gets
his much deserved
Zero, the illegitimate brother
of Zorro.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Not knowing - no excuse
Not knowing - no excuse
Shutting eyes - no excuse
Keeping mum - no excuse
You are fool you are ignorant
No excuse no excuse
You are here to know
To know everything
Around you is life
Life is veiled by
Divine potency
And you know nothing
Faith and love and tear
Enable you to know everything
Devotion and surrender
Enable you to know everything
This world is to know
The more you know
The more you get success.
Not knowing - no excuse.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Noises of Joy
If you want to make noise.
Make the noises of joy!
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
They less annoy.
Too many backsliders on a ride,
That has driven many right out of their minds.
Too many entwined with crime,
That mankind finds and blinds!
There seems more hopelessness surviving.
More folks who are conniving in slime.
Just to have a pity party with those who tit for tat!
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
They less annoy.
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
They less annoy.
Too many backsliders on a ride,
That has driven many right out of their minds.
Too many entwined with crime,
That mankind finds and blinds!
There seems more hopelessness surviving.
More folks who are conniving in slime.
Just to have a pity party with those who tit for tat!
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
They less annoy.
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
They less annoy.
If you want to make noise,
Leave the pity where it's at!
Make the noises of joy.
You'll get a good feeling back!
If you want to make noise,
Leave the pity where it's at!
Make the noises of joy.
You'll get a good feeling back!
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
And leave the pity where it's at.
If you want to make noise,
Make the noises of joy!
They less annoy.
If you want to have joy,
Leave the pity where it's at!
If you want to have joy,
Leave the pity where it's at!
If you want to have joy,
Leave the pity where it's at!
If you want to have joy,
Leave the pity where it's at!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hollywood people are filled with guilt: white guilt, liberal guilt, money guilt. They feel bad that they're so rich, they feel they don't work that much for all that money - and they don't, for the amount of money they make.
quote by Drew Carey
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The Consultation
‘How are you feeling in general? ’ he asked.
‘Pretty good most of the time then I get these occasional black periods when nothing makes sense and I fear the worst’ I replied.
‘Hmm, any suicidal thoughts? ’ he asked thoughtfully as if embarrassed to ask the question.
I thought for a moment.
‘Well, not really. No, not really’ was all I could say.
He made some notes at this point.
‘And those times of feeling good’ he asked ‘what are they like? ’
‘Like the sun is shining and I feel on top of the world’.
‘But there’s no real reason for that? ’ he asked ‘you just feel good and that’s it? ’
‘Yeah’ I replied.
‘What about your libido? ’ he asked as if enquiring what brand of beer I liked.
‘Funnily that’s pretty good’ I said smiling.
He frowned.
‘Is there any guilt that you feel? ’ he probed.
‘Do you feel guilty when you feel good or see others around you far less well off than you are? ’
‘I guess I do. I feel bad that I can’t feel that good all the time and also sad for those worse than me’.
‘But not real guilt? ’
‘No. Not really’.
‘So you feel bad at times but not guilty? ’
‘Guess not’
‘Do you ever feel bad about not feeling guilty? ’
He knew I was lost at this point and changed tack.
‘When did you last masturbate? ’ he threw in.
‘Can’t remember’ I said startled.
He made some notes.
‘So, you feel guilty about masturbation? ’ he continued.
‘No, not at all’.
‘But you don’t remember when you last did it? ’ he said with a manner of distaste and disbelief.
‘Not really’.
At this point I did not know where all this was going.
‘Do you go to church? ’ he asked.
‘No’
‘Why not? ’
‘Can’t see the point’
‘So why are you here? ’
At this point the confessional ended.
I had been diagnosed as not having enough guilt or grief or angst to be normal and no further help or counselling could be offered.
But, at long last, I felt truly guilty.
So, perhaps, I will find redemption one day.
poem by David Keig
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Excuse Me Mr.
Oh Im like a beggar with no luck
Im holding signs up
On your streetcorner stops
Like most you try not to see me
Stare straight ahead
Ignore the responsibility
Excuse me... excuse me mr.
Well Ive been waiting in line
And Id like to buy some of your time
Im very anxious, eager, willing
Whats your billing? (anxious eager willing)
So please excuse me mr.
Youve got things all wrong
You make it feel like a crime
So dont confuse me mr.
Ive known you too long
All I need is a little of your time
Oh for most love comes for free
They dont pay the high cost
Of mental custody
Ill pay bail for a guarantee
Make space for me
In the time yet to be
Excuse me... excuse me mr.
Well Ive been waiting in line
And Id like to buy some of your time
Ive been saving up my life,
Whats your price? (saving up my life)
So please excuse me mr.
Youve got things all wrong
You make it feel like a crime
So dont confuse me mr.
Ive known you way too long boy
All I need is a little of your time
What should I do
Im about to crack
And theres a force
That comes over me
Its almost as if
Im tied to the tracks
Im waiting for him
To rescue me
The funny thing is
Hes not going to come
Hes not going to find me
This is a matter of fact
The desire you lack
This is the way I guess it has to be...
A little of your time
I need a little of your time
Please, a little of your time yeah
So please excuse me mr.
Youve got things all wrong
You make it feel like a crime
So dont confuse me mr.
Ive known you way too long boy
All I need is a little of your time
Ooh Im in line to buy time
Im in line to buy time
Im in line to
Im in line to
Excuse me
Well Ive been waiting in line
Excuse me
Excuse me mr.
song performed by by No Doubt
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Excuse them
Excuse them
They are wicked
They do not know
What they are saying
Excuse them
They do not know
What they are doing
They do not know
Proper use of words
They are wayward Excuse them
Excuse them.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Slow Jam
(Usher)
I was all alone
I was feeling rather low
I needed someone to lift my spirits up
So I dropped in on a dance
Just to take a glance
And there this lovely thing was
She was more than enough
I asked her for her hand
Said would you like to dance
So pleased that I had asked
She quickly took my hand
And we danced and fell in love
On a slow jam
Ohhh
Hook
Play another slow jam
This time make it sweet
On a slow jam
for my baby and for me
Play another slow jam
This time make it sweet
On a slow jam
for my baby and for me
Seems what you say is true
I feel the same way too
I waited all night long just to dance with you
And when you touced my hand
I knew you were the man
To turn my world around
And make my dreams come true
The magic in your eyes
song performed by by Usher from My Way
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