But my estimates, for instance, based upon book information, were simply ridiculous, fanciful images of African attractions were soon dissipated, anticipated pleasures vanished, and all crude ideas began to resolve themselves into shape.
quote by Henry Morton Stanley
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I think he's informing himself, reaching out and getting ideas and information and advice. I haven't the slightest doubt that internally taking shape in that marvelous brain of his is a philosophy of foreign affairs. But it would be premature to say that one is fully formed.
quote by Theodore C. Sorensen
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When you do a cartoon based on news headlines, you do it based on incomplete information.
That's Ridiculous
Have I ever laid a hand on you
Did I ever make you see the truth
Don't you ever say I never cared
Don't you ever say I never cared
That's ridiculous
That's ridiculous
That's ridiculous
Have I ever made a fool of you
Did I ever make you look at me
Don't you ever say I was never there
Don't you ever say I was never there
That's ridiculous
That's ridiculous
That's ridiculous
Have I ever made you shout at me
Did I ever take advantage
Don't you ever badmouth me
Don't you ever badmouth me
That's ridiculous
That's ridiculous
That's ridiculous
You can't hold me
Don't try to hold me
You can't hold me
Don't try to hold me
song performed by by Stone Sour
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I have wanted to be a fine artist painter, and I reached the point in art schools were I'd like to understand more about images and how images communicate information to people. And I was not getting very far in that from my professors.
quote by John Hench
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While the Environmental Genome Project does not seek to assign allele frequencies, we are aware of the importance of accurate allele frequency estimates for future epidemiologic studies and the large sample sizes such estimates will require.
quote by Samuel Wilson
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You Look At Me As If You Are in Disbelief
Don't be ridiculous.
Of course I missed you.
I wasn't trying to avoid you.
For 'your' information.
I was hoping you would run after me,
Calling my name repeatedly.
Until you caught up with me.
One moment.
I have to catch my breath.
Whew.
Here we are.
Let's sit on this bench to chat.
Wave to the policeman.
Let him know we're okay.
WHY are you staring at me like that?
You are making me feel quite uncomfortable.
You've aged a bit.
But those track legs?
You've still got 'em.
See?
Just think of it.
If you hadn't kept in good shape,
We would not have met at all.
And stop looking at me like that.
IF I had wanted to ignore you,
Don't you think I would have found a better way,
To do it?
Geeesssshhh.
Don't be so suspicious.
I've been wanting to see you for years.
You look at me as if you are in disbelief?
It's me.
How've you been?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I saw no African people in the printed and illustrated Sunday school lessons. I began to suspect at this early age that someone had distorted the image of my people. My long search for the true history of African people the world over began.
quote by John Henrik Clarke
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Why.............?
The American book of 'why',
The Asian book of 'why',
The European book of 'why',
The African book of 'why',
The Australian book of 'why',
The most asked question in the valley of world events;
Especially when one explodes a bomb!
The Christian book of 'why',
The Muslim book of 'why',
The Jewish book of 'why',
The Hindu book of 'why',
The Krishna book of 'why',
lLife is like the yeast which makes the bread rise;
But, the writer always has his or her own mind.
The Pagan book of 'why',
The Buddhist book of 'why',
The Protestant book of 'why',
The Confucian book of 'why',
To all life's aspects with the remaining books of 'why';
Poetry is the literature that muses with the mind.
Shall the trumpet be blown in the city and,
The people will not be afraid?
Seven bulls and seven rams,
I am the planted tree by the rivers of waters.
I am very young in years but,
The word 'why' is the question that goes around easily.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Main Attraction
J. spinks
I bet youd like this seat tonight
Its not a show youll see on sundays
If you should blink just once or twice
You might need this piece of advice
Youll never get another chance
Dont take your eyes away for nothing
The main attractionss gonna start
This aint no place to be weak hearted
The main attractions on tonight
So dont forget to turn the lights down
I thought Id seen it all before
Something tells me dont be so sure
Anticipation on my mind
I cant imagine what shell do this time
It seems more special thaneffect
And this show isnt even over yet
The main attractions still to come
Shes just a teaser whe shes starting
The main attractions on tonight
So dont forget turn out the light
Id like to see if youre for real
So cant we make some kind of deal yeah
You say theres no such word as cant
Making you the girl that Id want
Lets get this intro out of the way
It can wait until another day
The main attractions coming up
And you aint leaving till its over
The main attractions on tonight
So dont forget to turn the lights out
The main attractions on tonight
So dont forget turn out the light
song performed by by Outfield
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A journalist and an information architect face exactly the same problem - how to give shape to the pile of information in front of you in a way that will make it easy and natural for people to comprehend. I can't imagine any better preparation for the work I do now.
quote by Jesse James Garrett
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The Analogous
everything has
an analogy
for instance these hands
with fingers
are they not rivers and creeks
a source and
tributaries?
for instance this body
this temple
where my soul rests
this eye
this window of the house
the sun
the eye of the earth
a friend of the stars
the wonders of our longings
for instance
the silence
a dash in our talk
a space of our doubts
many more
for instance you and me
two hands in prayer
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I would never jeopardize classified information to be brought out to the public. This information is all open source. There is no reason to worry about classification. It is simply an attempt by bureaucrats to cover their rear ends.
quote by Curt Weldon
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The Garden
A much-anticipated promise kept,
A magnate's meal surely, except
It was meant for me, a festivity;
A celebration, my new-found nativity!
Each morsel, more delectable still;
A genesis, again, of my free will!
Rain welcomed me, as empathetic;
My muted opine: 'how poetic'!
Transmogrifying complex to simplicity-
Knowing my pain, inviting my felicity!
It began quite simply, as a gesture;
By its end, a long-overdue de-vesture!
Looking now shall be only forward,
Moving now shall only be onward!
Maurice Harris,9 October 2009
poem by Maurice Harris
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Today... 'God my Maker
I was intricately woven upon His heavenly loom
As He carefully knit me together in my mothers womb
In that most secret of places when my conception took place
Ready at the time of my birth to enter the human race
Before the first moment of my earthly existence began
God had written in His book my inmost being and life plan
Each syllable penned and words in calligraphy composed
There sentences were handwritten and the paragraphs disclosed,
From the first chapter of my birth to the last one of my death
Each had been thoughtfully written before I'd taken a breath
I praise God that I am fearfully and wonderfully made
The handiwork of My Great Creator is in me displayed
Living letters turned into syllables and then became words.
These words began to form phrases and the sentences emerged.
Chapters made out of many paragraphs were arranged with care
each carefully written by the in the book of my life there.
For my life is now that book to be read by everyone
because it speaks of His Grace and the wonders Jesus has done.
For in His mercy before the world was made and time began
He had included Roy Allen in His great Salvation plan.
(see also the additional information in the Poet's notes box)
The African Tradition
Libation! It is the African tradition;
It is the centre culture of our tradition;
The power of the African child,
The network of the information from the household gods
And the gods of kingdom, the gods of our identity.
We libate with schnapps, awake the spirits
Of our ancestors so speed us in action an' reaction
But done upon the gad at ease we no longer
For our centre culture active no more as things fell apart
But who is he that makes our minds troubled?
And walk we abroad and forgot our tradition,
Our culture, belief, our vehicle and our tradition
Woe to you foreigner for deception is you;
The betweeness between us took you away from us
And our offspring you turned rebels with your foreign ideas.
The networks of our wise ones you intercepted
And your strange God now we serve with you
While our wise ones slave for your topless.
No to you foreigner, for me, myself and I shall awake
And maintain my fathers' beliefs, culture and tradition
Which I have come and seen, for it is my true identity,
For I am a true African child.
poem by Lightcheerful Briggs
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You may think me crude, and probably I am crude, but I am not so crude as I was, for I am clever enough to see that the girl of nineteen who thought herself a genius was only an unusual girl writing her heart out.
quote by Mary MacLane
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Childhood Dreams
White and fluffy, sailing through the sky
Images of our childhood dreams
A fiery dragon, a pirate ship
An angel with gossamer wings
Unicorns dancing, horses flying
Cotton candy, so sweet and fun
A shining Knight with damsel fair
Everything glistening under the sun
Butterflies emerging from their cocoons
Castles with towers high
A scary cat, a witch and broom
Images that float slowly by
Mickey Mouse with Daffy Duck
Memories of fanciful things
The love and joys of childhood
I thank the sky for remembering
poem by Jacquie StewartHeimann
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Our Mindsets Are On Two Different Ships
Relationships based upon the masquerading of images...
Are not invited for private meetings,
Within the comfort of my home.
People who condone those types of affairs,
I don't criticize at all.
What is mine is not theirs to share.
And mutually I don't see why the other would care.
Our mindsets are on two different ships.
Relationships based upon the masquerading of images...
Are not invited for private meetings,
Within the comfort of my home.
No one is invited to come into my home,
To play hide and seek.
Or guess what I'm thinking next!
If the conversation is not open and free...
I don't extend understandings.
Get up and leave,
That's my policy!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ridiculosis
How ridiculous does 'ridiculous' have to become,
Before it gets 'ridiculi'?
And those expressing it...
'Ridiculated'?
It can not stay 'ridiculous' like this,
Without a single change!
And those suffering its affects...
Not realizing the depths of their involvment?
There is not enough of the antidote,
To cure their 'ridiculosis'!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Welcome To the Madhouse (Fun Poem 108)
Welcome to the madhouse
where bigger nuts come in
and are promoted when they stay.
Their ideas are outrageous
bordering on the ridiculous
but they are taken up anyway.
Welcome to the madhouse
they never turn a nutter away
the more ludicrous your ideas
the more they like it here.
Some of our charges
have been voted into Parliament,
some have even received
a gong from the Queen.
Welcome to the madhouse
we never turn a nutcase away.
26 August 2009
poem by David Harris
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