You know you lose a lot of social skills if you're a writer. You spend too long alone. And its forced me to address that.
quote by Anthony Minghella
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Writer
I'm the writer got a front page cover
Hot gossip 'bout who's with their latest lover
I write all chapters by the second scene
I call the shots, don't need a fleet street team
I am a writer and i'm the news
You cross me you know you're gonna lose
I'll do the story if you're dead or alive
If seconds out or if you're gonna take a dive
Slip out the news or a piece of scandal
Don't toe the line, 'cause nothing's too hot to handle
I am the writer and i'm the news
If you cross me you know you're gonna lose
Yeah you're gonna lose
[instrumental]
I am a writer and i am the news
If you cross me you know you're gonna lose
And where you are it's because of me
'cause overnight you know it don't come free
I'll put you up there or i'll bring you down
'cause nothing moves without me in this town
I am a writer and i am the news
If you cross me you know you're gonna lose
Boy you're gonna lose i said you're gonna lose
I write the news i am the news
Got to, got to lose
Oh yeah you're gonna lose
So don't step on my blue suede shoes...
song performed by by Ufo
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There’s an anarchic element in me
There’s an anarchic element in me,
an opposition to government,
a aversion to control, preaching disorder
coming from being forced into the military,
being forced in subjection
to order and discipline
forced to kill
ignoring your beliefs, forced to buckle to
the demands of society
to learn lethal skills, against your will
and ignoring the impact
as if you as a human being
is just another machine
that can be turned on and off
and are ready for use for political ends
and I am not wanting to participate in RICA
where big brother wants your name,
address that accompanies your cellular phone number
as if the government wants to control sanity and peace
being a exile against it, wanting isolation and freedom
from government and it agencies
which deal with you with atrophy
as if not geared to meet expectations
in a obverse phase with indifference
as if you are just another meaningless human being.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Writer
Im the writer got a front page cover
Hot gossip bout whos with their latest lover
I write all chapters by the second scene
I call the shots, dont need a fleet street team
I am a writer and Im the news
You cross me you know youre gonna lose
Ill do the story if youre dead or alive
If seconds out or if youre gonna take a dive
Slip out the news or a piece of scandal
Dont toe the line, cause nothings too hot to handle
I am the writer and Im the news
If you cross me you know youre gonna lose
Yeah youre gonna lose
[instrumental]
I am a writer and I am the news
If you cross me you know youre gonna lose
And where you are its because of me
cause overnight you know it dont come free
Ill put you up there or Ill bring you down
cause nothing moves without me in this town
I am a writer and I am the news
If you cross me you know youre gonna lose
Boy youre gonna lose I said youre gonna lose
I write the news I am the news
Got to, got to lose
Oh yeah youre gonna lose
So dont step on my blue suede shoes...
song performed by by Ufo
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Paperback Writer
(LennonMcCartney)
Paperback writer
Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book?
It took me years to write, will you take a look?
It's based on a novel by a man named Lear
And I need a job, so I want to be a paperback writer
Paperback writer
It's the dirty story of a dirty man
And his clinging wife doesn't understand
His son is working for the Daily Mail
It's a steady job but he wants to be a paperback writer
Paperback writer
Paperback writer
It's a thousand pages, give or take a few
I'll be writing more in a week or two
I can make it longer if you like the style
I can change it round and I want to be a paperback writer
Paperback writer
If you really like it you can have the rights
It could make a million for you overnight
If you must return it, you can send it here
But I need a break and I want to be a paperback writer
Paperback writer
Paperback writer
Paperback writer, paperback writer
Paperback writer, paperback writer
Paperback writer, paperback writer
Paperback writer, paperback writer (fade out)
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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A Writer's Dream
A writer's dream
You keep trying
Never denying to one day achieve
Despite what most believe
A writer's dream
You never give up
Regardless of what others may say
But wait patiently until that day
A writer's dream
Although it's been a while
It made you smile
To see your dream coming through
No matter how long it seemed to you
A writer's dream
You always believed in yourself
That's why your time has come
To be a successful writer
With the privilege of making much income
A writer's dream
You're happy to finally get this far
The world knows just who you are
Now this new sudden fame
Makes you feel like a star
poem by Donielle Smith
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I have never had a social life, don't ever want one because it's boring. I'm just not very good with people, and you meet people every night who expect you to be this rock star with these developed social skills, which I don't have.
quote by Daniel Johns
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Socially Acceptable Appropriate Key Life Skills
life's lessons are individual our own insights
if we do not learn master our own lessons
how will we discern know group responses
social skills demand learning experiences
socially acceptable appropriate key life skills
poem by Terence George Craddock
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People Everywhere: Social Music (Original 11 03 2009)
PEOPLE EVERYWHERE: SOCIAL MUSIC
Original 11 03 3009
People everywhere over here over there people
In poor bread lines people in pony drawn carriages
People on a chariot with a rumble seat people on a
Climb on a mountain steep people on a dime on a
Corner on Wall Street –street people -people everywhere
Everywhere there’s a drummer. Where you going?
Everywhere you go you go with a beat you go with
Where the music is… where the music is “social man
What’s jazz? ” People everywhere just social that’s all
New Orleans people social all the way up river to
Kansas City on up to Chicago don’t make no difference
If your name is Santiago Obama Bergson Rothschild
Bush just social People -Montrose New York City
People social all the way to Rio Paris Johannesburg
Brazil Belize over all the bridges –London Suez
Toronto Montreal people in a dim café -social
People in church every weekday and everyday
Everywhere there’s a temple play -Joe’s Place
People social man -music social don’t make no
Difference where you get together whoever is playing
Just playing so you keep on playing with everybody
Playing -people play social music man –man or
Woman don’t understand just don’t stop playing
People everywhere want to be there to see it -up here
You playing social music -understand -just don’t
Stop playing -people everywhere get hungry lose
Patience -people everywhere not playing social music
When you stop playing social music people every-
Where stop –trying to figure out why everybody
Stop playing social music -nothing social about
Playing a whole lot of music -nothing truly social
In a lot of music -the next thing you know a short
Spell and before long you got wars breaking out
Stop playing and its hell -that’s not social any more.
Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. Do not reproduce without permission.
poem by Lee B. Mack
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A Captive Who Is Not Captivated
Love is the only routine
that I wish to live for
Though that is impossible
under the terms that we
now live under
I understand this
What I want to know is
why is there no alternative
Why are we all forced
to live the same way
I would have to live
in another country
if I really wanted a change
If I spoke another language
I would get on a plane and go
Due to our useless education
that does not give us these skills
I am forced to stay here
like a captive who is not captivated
poem by Cokbod Lodwogo
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The skills that we have are the actual magic skills - not the performing skills. We have to separate those. But the actual skills that make the tricks work, we don't get to use again.
quote by Penn Jillette
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So I did in fact spend two and a half years in the Middlesbrough car park practising skills. But if you spend four or five or six hours a day practising, you get better.
quote by Craig Johnston
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I Am Not That Giving
If you do not know what respect is.
And you wish for me to point out to you,
Those things you do that are disrespectful?
And your attraction to immaturity too?
You need no longer excuse what you do that has been done,
On pride.
There is something disconnected in your head.
And I am not about to teach another adult,
What is appropriate social etiquette.
That would be likened to teaching a full grown cat,
The aspects of hygiene.
I am not that giving or blessed with those skills.
You want me to do what?
Tell you when you are being disrespectful?
How old are you?
55?
I am not that giving or blessed with those skills.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm not going to get into the writer's skills or what he was trying to portray because that's not fair. I can only say what I felt was trying to be portrayed there.
quote by Taylor Dane
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Writer- a must?
Out of what does a writer write?
Out of hatred or perversion;
Out of denial or deprivation.
Why does a writer write?
To vent his anger or hatred.
To cry out from pain or lust.
How does a writer write?
By borrowing or distorting.
By modeling or duping.
For what does a writer write?
For an applause and a place.
It alone suits him, an idler.
What is the use of a writer?
For him to flaunt his skill.
For readers to idle away
Does the society need a writer?
Does a woman need cosmetics?
Writer is a part of civilization
16.05.2007.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Social Plague
It's a joy in the life of being me
Social changes
The blackest dust can cover their eyes so they can't see
Social stages
The children modify their own monopoly
Social changes
The KKK wants their own STV
Social places
You must understand that I'm made this way
Don't give a damn if you can't change
Your little narrow mind today
I can't wait for the changes
You can't understand my rage
This thing's going on too long
I can't understand it
Social plague now
2000 strong, they back up white supremacy and I can't take it
I can't take it
Can't prove a thing, one day they'll see
That I'm staying
Within this shell there lies a menace to the core
We can't change it
That's the day when there be no more
Social changes
song performed by by 24-7 Spyz
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I'm a writer first and an editor second... or maybe third or even fourth. Successful editing requires a very specific set of skills, and I don't claim to have all of them at my command.
quote by Lynn Abbey
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You Cant Lose What You Aint Never Had
By mckinley morganfield
Had a sweet little girl, ran off, took her the baby boy.
People aint that sad?
Whoa, I had a sweet little girl, the mother ran off took the baby boy.
Aint that sad?
Whoa, you cant spend what you aint got.
You cant lose what you never had.
Ah, you cant spend what you aint got.
You cant lose what you never had.
I had money in the bank, got busted.
People aint so sad?
Whoa, I had some money in the bank got busted.
People, people, aint that sad?
But oh, you cant spend what you aint got.
You cant lose what you never had.
Ah, you cant spend what you aint got.
You cant lose what you never had.
I had a sweet little home, got drunk, burned it down.
People aint so sad?
Oh, I had a sweet little home, got drunk, burned it down.
People aint that sad?
Oh, you cant spend what you aint got.
You cant lose what you never had.
Oh, you cant spend what you aint got.
You cant lose what you never had.
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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No civilization can possibly survive to an interstellar spacefaring phase unless it limits its numbers. Any society with a marked population explosion will be forced to devote all its energies and technological skills to feeding and caring for the population on its home planet. This is a very powerful conclusion and is in no way based on the idiosyncrasies of a particular civilization. On any planet, no matter what its biology or social system, an exponential increase in population will swallow every resource. Conversely, any civilization that engages in serious interstellar exploration and colonization must have exercised zero population growth or something very close to it for many generations.
Carl Sagan in Cosmos
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Address these environmental issues and you will address every issue known to man. And we keep dabbling in things that aren't really that important in the long term.
quote by Ted Danson
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The Writer and The Soldier
The Writer and The Soldier
By
Tolly Rebeka Christian BlackWolf Hawk
The writer writes a sad lament for the love that he lost long
ago,
The soldier mourns the loss of a fellow slain long ago.
The writer has lead and ink on his hands,
The soldier has blood on his.
The writer can wash away the pigments and with them his
memory’s go, but the soldier can only wash the blood on his
skin; he can not wash the blood on his heart nor
The memory’s in his mind,
Burned into his mind with canon fire and the cries of
His falling comrades.
Oh,
When the two meet, they give to each other much needed gifts;
The writer gives the soldier understanding and a few happy
tales to think of when tears try to strike him down,
And the soldier gives the writer a new sad lament to write, and
a new meaning to the word friendship.
Written August 14,2008
poem by Tolly Rebeka Christian BlackWolf Hawk
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