The nail that sticks out is hammered down. [More about the need for conformity than about tools, although conformity is a tool of society.]
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That's Our Society
Cries,
Screams,
Tears,
Anarchy.
That's our society.
Pure hate,
Heartless souls,
Numb,
Prejudice.
That's our society.
Unwanted,
Vacant,
Deserted,
Plain.
That's our society.
Conformity,
Pain,
Death,
War.
That's our society.
It makes it seem like it's
Not where you'd want to
Be placed, doesn't it?
poem by Melissa Joy Chesky
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The nail that sticks out is the one that gets hammered down.
The nail that sticks up will be hammered down.
Cloning Technology
Technology has turned reality into a paradox.
Forms are not always as they seem.
The struggle for non conformity
has become even more complicated.
Technology has learned to duplicate, rebuild,
and remanufacture reality and humanity.
The ability to take a template and replicate it
is not a fantasy anymore, it is a threat.
The struggle against conformity has become a
comprehensive investigation into technology
that works against the principle of individuality
and non conformity, CLONING TECHNOLOGY.
Humanity has become a relative term in the search for truth;
A search for clues.
A search for variables in life and mutation in a genus.
One will find that each form has been specifically
designed for the business of survival.
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The opposite of courage in our society is not cowardice, it is conformity.
Do not seek to find hope among your leaders. They are the repositories of poison. Their interest in you extends only so far as their ability to control you. For you, they seek duty and obedience, and they will ply you with the language of stirring faith. They seek followers, and woe to those who question, or voice challenge. Civilization after civilization, it is the same. The world falls to tyranny with a whisper. The frightened are ever keen to bow to a perceived necessity, in the belief that necessity forces conformity, and conformity a certain stability. In a world shaped into conformity, dissidents stand out, are easily branded and dealt with. There is no multitude of perspectives, no dialogue. The victim assumes the face of the tyrant, self-righteous and intransigent, and wars breed like vermin. And people die.
quote by Steven Erikson
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I find the earth to be a place of misery in which I am surrounded by the conformity that kills society.
quote by Matt LeBlanc
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In any free society, the conflict between social conformity and individual liberty is permanent, unresolvable, and necessary.
quote by Kathleen Norris
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I believe that writers, unless they consider themselves terribly exquisite, are at heart people who live by night, a little bit outside society, moving between delinquency and conformity.
quote by Guillermo Cabrera Infante
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Has there ever been a society which has died of dissent? Several have died of conformity in our lifetime.
quote by Jacob Bronowski
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The Anvil
England's on the anvil--hear the hammers ring--
Clanging from the Severn to the Tyne!
Never was a blacksmith like our Norman King--
England's being hammered, hammered, hammered into line!
England's on the anvil! Heavy are the blows!
(But the work will be a marvel when it's done.)
Little bits of Kingdoms cannot stand against their foes.
England's being hammered hammered, hammered into one!
There shall be one people--it shall serve one Lord--
(Neither Prist nor Baron shall escape!)
It shall have one speech and law, soul and strength and sword.
England's being hammered, hammered, hammered into
shape!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Today we hear a great deal about Organizational Men, Mass Culture, Conformity, the Lonely Crowd, the Power Elite and its Conspiracy of Mediocrity. We forget that the very volume of this criticism is an indication that our society is still radically pluralistic.
quote by Kenneth Rexroth
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Seduced to Feed Upon Beliefs
I keep reminding myself...
people are where they are in their minds.
In a comfort that appeases.
And seduced to feed,
Upon beliefs that increases...
A conformity released.
And that conformity 'is' their reality.
Regardless if that mindset has been created,
To control and confine the minds of its own kind!
It is its own creation.
And that...
Once upon a time,
Was a successful process.
One declaring itself 'divine'.
But today...
There is a truth of our existence that prevails.
With a persistence that knocks down false walls!
And people have become confused.
Unaccepting of this action taking place.
Although they pray to 'God'
For an understanding they approve.
Many self righteous have become offended,
By what has been revealed to them.
And faces reflecting their blemishes...
Are rejected.
And they pay the cost,
Not to be recognized outside.
But 'inside' can be found those souls that suffer.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hammered!
Hammered!
Hammered, harm, ham, hammer, me, dam, read;
So unique!
So lovely,
So nice,
Much attractive;
But, joyful with the peace of your mind.
Hammered!
The pollution,
Of the population,
The nature of things with the people;
Hammered, mean, near, dear, hear, era, ear, are, hard! !
But, it is just a matter of time.
Hammered!
Comments,
Bombardments,
Of the Red Planet;
Hammered, am, arm, dare, hare, mad, red, heard, had;
And like the muse of the Blue Planet.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Despair
expectedly, you must use black
when you paint despair
it is its color
darkness,
eyes closed and tears
coming out like drops of rain
from your cloudy
eyes
but you cannot be
restrained to the strictures of
conformity
society is raged
hurt and ravaged
oh my! you use
the color
red
they know what you mean
red is the color
of war
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Social Disobedience of Conformity
Without a doubt there will always be
'Social Disobedience of Conformity.
One would have to be blind deaf and stupid
not to notice the realities of life,
where few are the museums, though lets build
another Church to praise the
dead illusions of humanity.
Passing the basket around
gathering humanities well slay values,
so they may play golf and tennis on weekends.
They under the cloth of religions supremacy
neocheaters personification of society,
them Shepherd's of Sheep
frowning with celestial smiles.
They neither produce more than they ingest
nor ever will. Those likely candidates
plotting new wars and ways to enslave
human evolution under the safety
of the Lord.O' Mighty God
Destroyer of worlds.
Yours is the law above the law,
the inhumane abuse and rape
under the cloth, as alter-boys
you have molested and starving children
funds you have collected, to feed
your chapels a gluttonous of
stain glass, gold chalices and
painted ceilings in Cathedrals
all over the world.This is the
pain on your bended knees that you feel,
infallible conformity's as God rapes
valuable assets sweated by caregivers,
emotional creature unaware of the falsities
on Earth
poem by Gengis Capote
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Bout Etiquette
Some say etiquette is a set of rules for high culture,
others it is only a protocol of prescriptions for well bred person,
few still believe it is a symbolic obedience to a spiritual entity,
and I would say etiquette is both internal and external behavior
understood under certain and specific society,
though expressed in views on the standard of what aesthetic defines is
and therefore, it is ‘man’s’ highest language of social conformity.
poem by Jordan Legaspi
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The World for What it is
Through time I have seen what has happened to me
We have become docile
We sat in a comfortable chair and will not get up
We wear conformity
We eat destruction
We drink our own demise
We the people have been monopolized
We are just another commodity
We are like a horse with blinders on its eyes we see what our master wants us to
We the people have been silenced
We the people are no longer the people
We are the puppet in a play the lyric in a song
We no longer rise
We are tired
I have seen the serpent lurking beneath the flower
I know the truth behind the lie
I am a lone horse with no pack to run with
I search for a home
I fight my comfort
I confront my weaknesses
I humble my strengths
I find that the last free enterprise is coming slowly to an end
I cannot move
I cannot breath
I cannot fight
I am comfort I am conformity I am monopolized I am the people
Through time I see what happens to us.
poem by Jake Andrews
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