He who pays is fairly entitled to speak his mind.
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The public pays and feels it is entitled to participate in the personal affairs of a performer.
quote by Hedy Lamarr
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That One with Pride
Too many arrive expecting.
Anticipating to be gifted,
With the granting of their instant wishes.
Too many sit believing they can demand.
With hands extended and opened like cups...
Hoping this is noticed and their hands will be filled up.
Too many wait at a table to eat,
Without one concern...
As to who pays and buys the groceries.
Or who pays the rent or mortgage.
Or...
Who satisfies them,
With the keeping on of the utilities.
Too many arrive expecting.
And among them few are accountable!
Or could care less what it takes,
To be the one identified...
As that one with pride and responsibilities.
That one who isn't waiting.
Or feeling entitled to be served.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There is so much work to be done to treat gays and lesbians and gay and lesbian couples with the respect that they're entitled to. They deserve, in my judgment, partnership benefits. They deserve to be treated fairly when it comes to adoption and immigration.
quote by John Edwards
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Crime Pays
Music: hall
Lyrics: hall/oates/s. allen
I know you know all the pros and cons
They help you get to everything you want
Greasing policemen bending all the rules
Make them an offer that they cant refuse
One crime baby I cant forgive
The kind that hurts where I live
Im a nice guy I try to wait and see
If youll get caught or go free
You stole my heart and left me blue
It look like crime pays for you
You do it and you get away
It seem like crime pays
Crime pays
Beat the heat but you couldnt pay me off
Youre staying cool no matter what it costs
You get caught youll never do the time
I have to say youve got a way with one crime baby I cant forgive
The kind that hurts where I live
Its all too clear but I still dont see
Why all the guilty go free
You stole my heart and left me blue
It look like crime pays for you
You do it and you get away
It seems like crime pays
Crime pays
It seems like crime pays
Crime pays
Catch a thief and let her go
You wont get back the love she stole
Shake her down but she dont mind
cause she commit the perfect crime ok, ok
You know I know youre a pro and con artiste
Oh baby youre a false alarm
Why do I try to play it by the rules
I was the victim but Im not a fool
You stole my heart and left me blue
It looks like crime pays for you
You do it and you get away
It seems like crime pays
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Chubby Mugs
A little wide in the rear,
With beliefs that eating anything...
Is endearing!
And to do this and feel entitled?
Clearly mentally and physically,
Handicapped...
Are these folks who do that.
Although those who choose,
To be politcally correct...
May become upset by others expressing,
Their direct assessments.
That seem harsh and openly stated,
With a degree of disrespect.
However,
The ones with their chubby mugs...
Are offensive to the eyes.
As well as to those who are health consciously wise.
If people are adding pounds their bodies don't need,
Who pays for this...
Ultimately?
You and me.
We have to step aside to have these FAT folks,
Accomodated unnecessarily!
And there are already enough excuses made,
To raise and pocket taxes!
A little wide in the rear,
With beliefs that eating anything...
Is something to be endeared?
And to do this and be entitled too?
At 'my' expense?
As if looking like a bloated float,
Is something to prove?
With a diminishing of what I value?
And that is my good sense...
I had to experience with my 'own' ignorance?
I simply do not think so!
Living waddling like this,
Is not the right way to go!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I want to organize so that women see ourselves as people who are entitled to power, entitled to leadership.
quote by Patricia Ireland
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Big Money
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My older brother tommy was a lineman rest his soul
His job was hanging hot wires on them high-line power poles
Every morning bright and early hed climb way up in the sky
And I never understood it so one day I asked him why
Chorus:
He said it pays big money and man Im into that
It pays big money if youre willing to take a chance
Let me tell you something sonny, you ought to see my bank account
It pays big money but he sure cant spend it now
Well, my late uncle charlie was this demolition hound
Hed travel across the country blowing buildings to the ground
He carried a case of dynamite seemed everywhere he went
He smoked them big long cigars and hed wink at you and grin
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Well now the moral of this story boys, is dont go getting yourself killed
Be kind to your rich relatives they just might put you in their will
Chorus:
That pays big money and were all into that
It pays big money and big moneys where its at
Let me tell you something sonny, you ought to see my bank account
It pays big money and were rolling in it now
Chorus:
It pays big money having foolish kin
It pays big money guess I owe it all to them
Let me show you something sonny, take a look at this bank account
It pays big money; lets all spend some of it now
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Ego
Ego is the demon seed, rooted in our minds.
Being right, for what is deserved.
But what is deserved?
Are we so entitled, that we are above the next?
What of the struggles of the helpless?
Are we more deserving than those who were born with nothing?
Spirit is the presence of God within our being.
Doing right for another's needs.
What is need?
The requirement of another for their existence.
Expectation is not need, but a feeling of entitlement.
For if we are entitled, then isn't another.
We do unto others as we receive ourselves.
Ego is simply an illusion.
The inner mirror of which we stare into.
It is the binding of our mind to our bodies.
And the separation of our actions to our inner God.
Ego wants control, so God cannot have it.
Ego's quest is to be right.
If one is right, then another is wrong.
For who is it that likes to be wrong?
If we are trying to prove to another, right to our self.
We are robbing another's right of self.
For ego says we are the biggest Giant of all.
But the bigger we are,
The harder we fall.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Speak With Kindness (Or Do Not Speak At All)
speak with kindness,
or do not speak at all.
speak not of judgement,
you are not the judge.
speak not of salvation,
let your living be your scriptures.
speak not of scriptures,
let your actions be your holy book.
speak not as apostle or teacher,
speak as a human being.
speak not of god,
then god will speak through you!
speak not as a man,
for you are woman too.
speak not with hateful malice,
for love does not work that way.
speak not as a prophet or seer,
speak as compassion made flesh.
speak not of morality,
speak of connection.
speak not of authority,
the tree and the leaf have just as much.
speak not of holiness,
for all that lives be holy.
speak with kindness...
or do not speak at all!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The fact of the matter is that they are entitled to request a recount. We're entitled to give them a recount.
quote by Kenneth Blackwell
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We're also fairly stubborn, I think, fairly independent. We have our share of difficulties with our federal government, although I've tried to as I am here encourage a better way of discussing those problems.
quote by Dan Miller
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Flying Blind
You must conform or when you die
you may not enter paradise
I won’t conform I’ll tell you why.
I don’t believe the blatant lies
of priests who claim to speak for God.
Each claim their way’s the only way.
In fact I find it very odd
that they believe or so they say.
In tolerance and charity
which all of them profess to teach
To me it is hypocrisy
not to practice that which you preach
But sadly there some who will
although they are forbidden to.
Set out determinedly to kill
all those who hold a different view.
I do not claim to speak for god
nor do I claim to speak for you.
Though you may find my beliefs odd
in my view you’re entitled to.
I will not try to convert you
or force you to accept my view
Because my friend I’m flying blind
like every last one of you.
16-Jul-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Up in the Morning Early
Cauld blaws the wind frae east to west,
The drift is driving sairly;
Sae loud shrill`s I hear the blast,
I`m sure it`s winters fairly.
CHORUS:Up in the morning`s no for me,
Up in the mornings early;
When a` the hills are cover`d wi` snaw,
I`m sure it`s winter fairly.
The birds sit chittering on the the thorn,
A` day they fare but sparely;
And lang`s the night frae e`en to morn,
I`m sure it`s winter fairly.
CHORUS: Up in the morning`s no for me,
Up in the mornings early;
When a` the hills are cover`d wi` snaw,
I`m sure it`s winter fairly.
poem by Robert Burns
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I do not at all have the mind of a bully... in my mind bullies are intolerant of contrary opinion, domineering and rather cowardly. I would hope that none of those terms could be fairly used in describing me.
quote by Conrad Black
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Essays, entitled critical, are epistles addressed to the public, through which the mind of the recluse relieves itself of its impressions.
quote by Margaret Fuller
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The Same Story, The same History
...and so the same story is told
the same history is made....
why always speak of descrimination
why always speak of war
why always speak of class
why always speak of injustice
why always speak of poverty
why always speak of rebellion....
why not speak of equality
why not speak of peace
why not speak of respect
why not speak of wisdom
why not speak of production
why not speak of working together...
...and so the same story is told
the same history is made.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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How I Wish
How I wish that all things could happen in the spec of time.
How I wish the days were ever bright and so daring as the birth of a new baby.
How I'd have loved to see the preveding breeze blow through this storm.
How brilliant and astonishing it would be.
I perceive administering all my approach on enviable marbles.
How I wish there was a subtitute for suffering and even to speak of death.
How I wish every opportunity chanced upon could be fairly utilized.
How I wish the stars were to spark up the greatness in man.
How I wish there was nothing to call the end.
How I wish birds could sing as they perch and lions could speak as they roar.
If only what I wish was to be the wish you wished to wish, all wishes would have been our own wishes.
poem by Prince Kenny Osei
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I have a talent for silence and brevity. I can keep silent when it seems best to do so, and when I speak I can, and do usually, quit when I am done. This talent, or these two talents, I have cultivated. Silence and concise, brief speaking have got me some laurels, and, I suspect, lost me some. No odds. Do what is natural to you, and you are sure to get all the recognition you are entitled to.
quote by Rutherford B. Hayes
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I speak my mind. If it offends some people, well, there's not much I can do about that. But I'm going to be honest. I'm going to continue to speak my mind, and that's who I am.
quote by Jesse Ventura
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We used to speak familiarly of an agent, now do more, who was accustomed to manufacture evidence, and to invent facts in his cases, or at least to alter the aspects of facts to such an extent that they might fairly be viewed as new.
quote by George Combe
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