To us, the moment 8:17 A.M. means something - something very important, if it happens to be the starting time of our daily train. To our ancestors, such an odd eccentric instant was without significance - did not even exist. In inventing the locomotive, Watt and Stevenson were part inventors of time.
quote by Aldous Huxley
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Time
Oblivion, what is oblivion?
It's a denial, a lack, a limitation?
Or maybe is the time punishment
To cross over us painless.
Time, a word that we use every day,
That is so important for whole humanity,
Even we love it or not,
It's our best friend and sometimes our enemy.
We can't fight crossing time,
We could only obey it,
And accept time as part of evolution,
Esential to our development.
We should join time,
We should enjoy each moment,
Even tomorrow will never come,
We have today for joy and sorrow.
Moments go by, dissipate to infinite,
Such as our lives daily,
Could we stop the time only for a moment,
And to live that moment endless?
poem by Cristina Teodor
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Monkey And The Engineer
Once upon a time there was an engineer.
Drove a locomotive both far and near.
Accompanied by a monkey that would sit on a stool
Watching everything the engineer would do
One day the engineer wanted a bite to eat,
He left the monkey sitting on the driver's seat,
The monkey pulled the throttle, the locomotive jumped the gun
And did 80 miles an hour down the mainline run.
Big locomotive right on time, big locomotive coming down the line.
Big locomotive No. 99, left the engineer with a worried mind.
The engineer called up the dispatcher on the phone,
To tell him all about his locomotive was gone.
Dispatcher got on the wire, switch operator to the right,
Cause the monkey's got the main line sewed up tight.
The switch operator got the message on time,
Said there's a Northbound livin' on the same main line,
Open up the switch I'm gonna let him through the hole,
Cause the monkey's got the locomotive under control.
Big locomotive right on time, big locomotive coming down the line.
Big locomotive No. 99, left the engineer with a worried mind
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Monkey & The Engineer
Once upon a time there was an engineer.
Drove a locomotive both far and near.
Accompanied by a monkey that would sit on a stool
Watching everything the engineer would do
One day the engineer wanted a bite to eat,
He left the monkey sitting on the drivers seat,
The monkey pulled the throttle, the locomotive jumped the gun
And did 80 miles an hour down the mainline run.
Big locomotive right on time, big locomotive coming down the line.
Big locomotive no. 99, left the engineer with a worried mind.
The engineer called up the dispatcher on the phone,
To tell him all about his locomotive was gone.
Dispatcher got on the wire, switch operator to the right,
Cause the monkeys got the main line sewed up tight.
The switch operator got the message on time,
Said theres a northbound livin on the same main line,
Open up the switch Im gonna let him through the hole,
Cause the monkeys got the locomotive under control.
Big locomotive right on time, big locomotive coming down the line.
Big locomotive no. 99, left the engineer with a worried mind.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Time
Every moment has its own meaning, significance,
For me, for you, for him.
In every moment there is an action important
For me, for you, for him.
Time is always crucial,
For me, for you, for him.
Any moment can anytime change your life, mine, his,
Today, tomorrow, after tomorrow, forever.
For a brief moment, you can be a great king,
Over me, over you, over him,
In a moment, you can lose,
Everything, a little or nothing...
poem by Cornelia Păun Heinzel (2 December 2013)
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Freight Train
Well I just came down from Chippewa
I had a station wagon and a hundred dollars
I was thinkin' about the girl I'd lost a year before
I hadn't seen her for some time
I thought that I might go on by
When your memory came floodin' in
And you closed that door
[CHORUS:]
Wish I was a freight train baby
Wish I was a diesel locomotive
I'd come whistlin' down your track
Crashin' in your door
Wish I was a freight train baby
Wish I didn't have a heart
And you'd need a shovel for the coal
Just to get me started
Wish I was a freight train baby
Wish I was a freight train
Well every time I talk to you
And I hear your jealous lies
I feel like I've been left abandoned
On some old railway side
And every time I hear your voice
My water just gets cold
My stoker will not stoke
And my boiler will not boil
[CHORUS]
Well every time I fell behind
And I could not get ahead
I wish someone would pull the lever
And give me a little sand
And every time I slip behind
Even further back
I wish some switchman would come out of the fog
And change my track
Wish I was a freight train baby
Wish I was a diesel locomotive
I'd come whistlin' down your track
Crashin' in your door
Wish I was a freight train baby
Wish I didn't have a heart
And you'd need a shovel for the coal
Just to get me started
Wish I was a freight train baby
Wish I was a freight train . . .
song performed by by Kasey Chambers
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Train Of Love
Train of love
Racing from heart to heart
Running late
Still in the lonely part
This train will never run me down
But only take me where Im bound
Its part of me and part of you
Ill always be a part of you
Sail along, sail along silver moon
Dont be blue
Throw shadows in my room
I know in time well meet again
We come and go that way, my friend
Its part of me and part of you
Ill always be a part of you
To love and honor til death do us part
Repeat after me
This train is never going back
When the lonesome whistle blows
No one knows, no one knows
Train of love, train of love
Train of love, train of love
Its part of me, its part of you
Train of love
song performed by by Neil Young
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How Did You Get Past The Guards
Whatever you deem,
At the time...
Is important,
To you.
Let whatever it is at that time,
Be important.
That's the same way I feel about my time,
You take for granted...
Whenever you feel okay,
To dropp by unexpectedly...
To make your time,
The time I am not feeling.
Whatever you deem,
At the time...
Is important,
To you.
Let whatever it is at that time,
Be important.
But do not think for one moment,
My time...
Is not important to me.
And not a second of it do I plan to share!
Or...
Will be convinced that I should.
You are on the East side of this rainbow.
How did you get past the guards?
I keep telling them,
No visitors.
You...
Must have been annoying them for too long!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Best Beginning
the time for losing
is not a waste of time
the time for rethinking
is a chance for finding
what you have once written
you read again
there will be changes
something shall be erased
sometimes you pretend
that there is Nothing
Only to find what Everything
means what Someone really is
Churches fall into shatters
Governments are not that kind
Schools perhaps have mis-educated
a lot of us
We do not exist for the work alone
Or the money
We exist for the breathing and
the walking and the daily thinking
We perhaps must have miscalculated us
Our Potentials overlooked
Our Talents and Time all wasted
We perhaps have not known what Us mean
There is a time to erase and undo
This is the time to Unload and Delete
Tomorrow morning after a Nigh's
Good Sleep
We go back to the Basics
It is the Waking first and then
The Breathing
Then everything shall be new
Without any name at all.
That i think must be the Best
Beginning.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Miracle of a Moment
A week?
A day?
An hour?
Time enough
For excellence
A moment?
Too little!
Too swift!
Too short!
Too brief!
Not so
Not right
Not true
A moment?
It’s enough!
Pregnant with possibilities
A moment
Overflowing with opportunities
A Moment
Saturated with significance
A moment
Rich with reality
A moment
Bursting with beauty
A moment
Loaded with life
A moment
Encoded with eternity
A moment
Maximize every moment
poem by Howard Simon
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Juno Watt - Personality of the Year
Everyone’s talking about her
this last year: on their cellphones to her,
talking about her on their TV sofas,
breakfast and evening celeb shows,
at the hairdresser, in the bus queues..
‘Juno Watt? I’ve been asked to do TV…’
‘Juno Watt? I’ve got tickets to Mariah’s tour…’
‘Juno Watt? He’s proposed to me! ! ’
And the columnists are asking,
‘Will she last through to next year?
Will it be Celebrity Hopscotch for her
Or Celebrity Snakes and Ladders…?
Juno Watt.. I hear she’s dating…’
She's even been paid to endorse
the products Tiger left behind:
'Juno Watt... our balls give your golf
more drive! '
‘Knock knock..’
‘Who’s there? ’
‘Juno Watt…’
‘Not yet.. but I suppose you’re
going to tell me…’
Juno Watt: Personality of The Year..
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Time Stands Still For The Likes Of Me
Time stands still for the likes of me
Other than this moment, time does not exist
There is no past or future beyond this moment
Just this moment in time exists, and nothing more
The passage of time has no effect on me, ill or otherwise
I do no feel it's passing
It's comings and goings are lost on me
I am stuck - lost - in a timeless era
I do not seem to age, neither physically nor mentally
They say it is only 'natural' for my body to look and feel 'young'
It is merely my age that makes me feel this way
That it is only my youthfulness
But why, then, does my mind not age?
I have felt no progression on my part since grade school
I feel as though the past ten years did not exist
Middle school and high school are a blur to me
No real memories or recollection of that time in my past
I have nothing to prove it ever existed, save for the passing of time
Yes, time has stopped for me
My memory is at a standstill
I have a brain freeze that has lasted nearly a decade
I look no older than a 15 year old girl
A high school sophomore
And I carry virtually the same mentality
Time stands still for the likes of me
poem by DiAnne Douglass
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Train Of Thought
When youre talkin in your sleep,
And the name that you whisper aint mine
And Ive finally faced the fact
That youre cheatin on me one more time
When my anger starts to rumble
And my steam starts to rise
And the wheels keep turning
Faster as I think of all your lies
Oh that train of thought runnin right on time
But its off the track and Im losing my mind
cause the way you used me
Gonna drive me insane honey
Say youll never leave me
For gods sake stop the train
Oh the camel back is broken
By the one extra straw added on
And a woman cant see reason
When her last ray of sunshine is gone
Theres a finger on the trigger
And that locomotive sound
And I think how much I love you
And I turn the gun around
Oh that train of thought runnin right on time
But its off the track and Im losing my mind
And you hold me the last time
As I try to explain, honey
Dont feel bad about me
I just had to stop this train
Gotta get off, gotta get off
Gotta get off, gotta get off (woo-woo)
Gotta get off, gotta get off
This train of thought (woo-woo)
Gotta get off, gotta get off (woo-woo)
Gotta get off, gotta get off
The train of thought (woo-woo)
song performed by by Cher
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Ms Eccentric
Ms Eccentric,
With your bowls of placed mints.
May I sit to inquire about your sentiments?
Why do you dine in powdered wig and gloves?
And feed bread crumbs to caged doves...
Announcing this to be an activity,
You have come to love!
Ms Eccentric,
As you sit and think of it...
Have you ever wished to be less obvious,
Doing those things intentionally meant?
Or does it make you feel better,
To get the attention you attract?
Knowing without that attention...
You would not be mentioned.
And making you bored to know that!
But you have seen to it,
No one can ignore you not one bit!
And without it to motivate...
You believe you could not exist,
Being less eccentric.
Or have someone like me,
Stop being curious enough to pay you a visit.
And I am glad you invite my curiosity with delight!
Ms Eccentric?
You know it's hard for me to show a dislike.
You know my presence feeds your appetite.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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0015 The Couple on the Station Platform
There’s this couple
they’re standing there, not close enough
to be about to kiss and separate,
one for the train, the other
more slowly back, but close
people pass them, one way, the other,
they’re still; they’re calm, it’s an important decision but
they’re sensible people, they’re
going to make this together,
give each other space, take it
slowly so that
years and children on from now
they’ll look back and know
they did the right thing at the time
whether they’re together then or
happily two different families,
two different partners,
no regrets.
if they’d been standing like that for
just five seconds, they’d be simply
deciding whether there was time
to grab a quick snack or whether
to risk what’s on the train but
they’re still standing there; time
is less important than that
they should decide together so that
they’ll feel the same way forever
as they feel soon, when the moment comes
that they know what they’ll do
this is not a film, or some poem which
has a beginning and an end
it's now and it’s two lives
and I, an onlooker drawn in
a passing glance, into these two lives,
am caring for these two people
I know nothing about, so much that
I cannot bear to know the outcome
in case I know too much
even though I know they’ll make
the right decision. I
walk on, slowly, as if I’m
carrying something important that
I’ll unpack later.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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My Last Moment
It'll be the moment of excitement,
When I'll stop the movement,
When there would be no more improvement,
The moment I will ask no more.
It'll be the time I will kill the moment,
When there will be one entertainment,
What I call the last achievement,
The moment I will ask no more.
The moment I'll stop being a student,
No more blames to the government,
That time of no more being prudent,
The moment I will ask no more.
It will be such an incident,
A woman being pregnant,
And my name becomes important,
The moment I will say no more
It shouldn't be abhorrent,
If a wise man will faint,
It will be my accomplishment,
The moment I will say no more.
poem by Dickson Mseti
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I believe that there never was a creator of a philosophical system who did not confess at the end of his life that he had wasted his time. It must be admitted that the inventors of the mechanical arts have been much more useful to men that the inventors of syllogisms. He who imagined a ship towers considerably above him who imagined innate ideas.
quote by Voltaire
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Time does not exist
time does not exist
we made it up...
imagine you ask someone
for the time and the
reply 'time is a fabrication of
the mind to cope with change.'
you'd think them to
be strange.
but the more you think about it
the more sense it makes.
time does not exist
when you finally comprehend it
everything else becomes a lie,
science will make no sense
history will not be in the past
time does not exist
what else doesn't exist...?
poem by Jeremy Rascon
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Hidden Meaning
To death do us part
Does that mean death of the heart
Or growing old in age
That might be like being trapped for all your days
There are too many ways to look at this-but not enough time to comprehend
What this means, and where its meaning ends
Im not sure how to say it
But I’m sure you’ll understand-that it means love and life will exist to the end
Not necessarily together-no not at all
Love grows old and fades away
But some things are here to stay
Love them for all your time, and don’t forget what love was mine
To death do us part; the irony so discreet
And some of us, that irony will meet
When it happens then you’ll know
Why love and death are not one
So death do us part,
What do you say
Is your meaning for now and today
Or will it be for along the way
Until then, I will try
And even see what I can find
Death do us part, I’ll figure you out
And when I do, I’ll find that route
The path between death and love
And see if it intertwines
If it doesn’t then I’ll know
That life and love were meant to grow
To flourish in the great divine
Of course...that love wont be mine
poem by Anna Ragin
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Locomotive Breath
In the shuffling madess
Of the locomotive breath,
Runs the all-time loser,
Headlong to his death.
He feels the piston scraping --
Steam breaking on his brow --
Old charlie stole the handle and
The train won't stop going --
No way to slow down.
He sees his children jumping off
At the stations -- one by one.
His woman and his best friend --
In bed and having fun.
He's crawling down the corridor
On his hands and knees --
Old charlie stole the handle and
The train won't stop going --
No way to slow down.
He hears the silence howling --
Catches angels as they fall.
And the all-time winner
Has got him by the balls.
He picks up gideons bible --
Open at page one --
Old charlie stole the handle and
The train won't stop going --
No way to slow down.
song performed by by Styx
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Locomitive Breath
In the Shuffling madess
of the locomotive breath,
runs the all time loser,
headlong to his death.
He feels the piston scraping
steam breaking on his brow
old Charlie stole the handle and the
train won't stop going
no way to slow down.
He sees his children jumping off
at stations one by one.
His woman and his best friend
in bed and having fun.
Crawling down the corridor
on his hands and knees
old Charlie stole the handle and
the train won't stop going
no way to slow down.
He hears the silence howling
catches angels as they fall.
And the all time winner
has got him by the balls.
He picks up Gideons Bible
open at page one
old Charlie stole the handle and
the train won't stop going
no way to slow down
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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