The attempted assassinations against me were not accidental.
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His Majesty Accident
Accidental meetings,
accidental greetings,
accidental walks,
accidental talks,
accidental questions,
accidental answers..
But…suddenly…
What has happened?
Meetings, greetings,
walks and talks,
questions and answers
stopped being accidental.
Life has become sentimental.
Love has rushed into the circle
and quickly closed it.
Sleepless nights appeared,
calmness disappeared.
“I love you” instead of “hi”,
a wish to inspire,
a stream of desire,
a heart is on fire,
a wish to fly.
His Majesty Accident governs the Land,
playing games that were not planned.
It sometimes gives us another chance:
to live, to love, to be happy and dance.
It sometimes goes up, sometimes down,
it sometimes gives us a crown.
Everyone waits for an accident,
everyone wishes the happy end.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Everything is accidental
Ask. If you are given, it is accidental.
Search. If you have found, it is accidental.
Knock. If it is open, it is the accidental.
Without any prayer too, you might get
With prayer too, you might miss.
17.11.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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In my opinion, assassination theories will continue to revolve around these assassinations as they have around several other significant assassinations in American history. The assassination of President Lincoln comes to mind.
quote by Louis Stokes
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Expect Your Value To Become Diminished
Would you like to discover your value quickly?
Here is a simple thing to do to test it...
With identity and dignity you pride inside,
Speak directly with honesty and truth...
In places not accustomed to it.
Begin with those who are family.
Then approach those you call friends.
I've seen this attempted by others.
Character assassinations began.
And you know there will be labelling done!
Well...
Some do not know this.
And are ready to seek approval and acceptance.
Expect your value to become diminished,
If you buy any of that, 'You are not like us' nonsense.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Is What You Chose and Wanted
Where are those,
Pure of heart.
Loving of justice.
Courageous and brave.
Upright and wholesome.
Devoted, loyal and honest.
Caring and sharing of good deeds.
Where are these people?
What has happened to them,
And their influences missed?
Where do they hide?
Do they still exist?
'Of course they 'still' exist.
They are the ones you got rid of!
Don't you remember this?
They are the ones who attempted to prevent...
Your current agonies.
With the rise of misfits.
And the more outspoken,
Those with opened eyes became...
You became more belligerent.
You became more incensed.
With character assassinations!
And reputations you defamed.
Don't you remember this?
Now you wish a way of life,
Away from the one you have...
That had made no sense.
With greed and corruption...
Welcomed on your path!
And this is what you chose and wanted.
If you didn't...
Why did you insist on it?
Is it because you now feel trapped?
And those you dismissed,
Appear to be happier...
Than 'that' happiness,
You believed you HAD! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dismissed As Insignificant
The only power you have is flight.
To flee from the blight you caused.
The anguish you inflicted,
From a demented mind glorified...
Honors you with no praise.
You can not raise you head up.
Not with the winds of disgust confronting you.
You slandered with character assassinations.
And yet those still can still walk with pride...
Everywhere.
You?
You can not pass a note without being despised!
And that high horse you chose to ride passed,
With a turned up nose and your high ass...
Can not gallop away fast enough.
The wings you falsely sprouted...
Have been clipped!
And everything and everyone who lifted you,
Have been dismissed as insignificant...
From this process called human!
They knew you and they too,
Reek from the stench of that magnificent cesspool...
Your leacherous ways attempted to hide and fool!
And you are just but one,
Of the many who still choose to slither.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hurling
Hurling, hurl, run, gin, in, ring, hug, rug, ruin, luring;
With quarterly sessions in the name of your love,
But he attempted to rape her!
Disparaged,
But he stood naked in front of her!
And was caught by eyewitnesses as he attempted to rape her;
But now, it is all over! !
And, he was jailed for his acts last month.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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An Accidental Man
(music: marillion lyrics: john helmer)
I was taught from the much too young
To never give myself away
Yes I was taught for every secret
Theres a price you have to pay
An accident of gender
An accident of birth
That holds me to this point of view
This time and place on earth
This time and place on earth
You ask me how Im feeling
I only wish you knew
How hard it is for me to share
Share those kind of things with you
Its not that I dont love you
Its just I cant connect
cause I was taught from much too young
To shine and not reflect
Im an accidental man
You ask me if Im happy
I only wish I knew
cause happiness is not something
That I ever learned to do
Its not that Im complaining
Its all the same to me
If everything that happens, happens
Accidentally
Im an accidental man
I was taught for every secret
Theres a price you have to pay
I was thought from much too young
To never give myself away
I was born to worthy causes
I was born to take the reins
I was taught from much too young
To never give myself away
An accident of gender
An accident of birth
That holds me to this point of view
This time and place on earth
So try and understand if
I dont say all I can
A stranger to myself I am
An accidental man
Im an accident
Im an accidental man
song performed by by Marillion
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People are just fascinated by assassinations.
quote by Louis Stokes
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You Have Attempted To
you have attempted to,
cloud my mind like,
a wonderful garden of green,
where could you be? ,
snapping a camera window,
taking a picture to last,
but it does nothing because,
I can't touch you to see how,
it feels to you,
you have attempted to,
sex with you,
play with your toes,
under the hot heat sun,
rub our backs tonight,
Kiss-hug-& tell,
spin the bottle,
til that dress comes off,
hey boy she said quit,
got so hot today,
the heat from the sun,
warming the room through,
the open windows we had,
open last night too,
keep down you yelling my name,
she looks like a queen,
Inside her country church dress,
no he said she said here,
didn't listen in school,
teacher the wife type,
typewriter write a story tonight,
abc~one~two~Three,
oh me how can it be? ,
you have attempted to,
cause me confusing through heartache,
I can't believe,
talking to you one minute,
then boom all dreams come true,
Hold on Tommy keep your head up FizTzle,
Hey homies I know how you feel,
doing music or poetry,
keeps me stress free.
poem by Tommy Laster
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I May Play Aound With My Own Gifts
I remember once,
Of having the nature of giving.
And enthusiastic,
By the mere participation...
In the doing of it.
But when I heard from others' lips,
I should not expect most...
To feel that same way.
And there I was in heated sweat...
With the giving of myself,
Assisting them?
With the expanding,
Of their expressed creativeness.
Someone wasn't getting what I had attempted,
To enlist.
Someone attempted to take my experiences,
And make a mockery of it.
And when I discovered being looked upon,
As a fool for doing this! ?
There were no long goodbyes with sighs.
My eyes I placed on an exit.
And I through that exit I went quick.
I may play aound with my own gifts.
But for others to do it?
That's not allowed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fate, Kismet, and Karma
There is no accidental meeting…
Between kindred souls
For your fate is made, as surely is time fleeting
And no more stranger than quasars and black holes
It's all preordained in some grand cosmic way
Beyond mortal bounds or human control
The people you meet, what you do or say
Is not managed by you…e'en in part or in whole
Though you might think differently in the course of the day
That you're making the rules…writing your own roles
The Gods laugh their asses off and to each other say:
"What impudence: to think that they set their own goals! "
For it's Fate, Kismet, and Karma, that in the end sets the way
For those "accidental meetings, between kindred souls"
poem by David Whalen
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A lot of my idealism was frustrated by the end of the '60s because of the way things went with the assassinations and the sense that the political establishment was so fixed in its ways you couldn't change anything.
quote by David Talbot
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Gravitas
Sir?
I hate to disturb you.
And your meditations.
Sir...
Remember those people,
Who ostracized you?
A few years ago.
Do you remember them?
'Like a prostrate exam.
Why? '
You will not believe this.
But,
They are at the door.
'What door? '
Your door.
This one.
'Uh...um..uh.'
Sir?
Incredible as this may seem.
They still wear those same outfits.
The ballroom attire.
The gowns and tuxedos.
But...
They are torn and tattered.
They look dreadful.
'Uh...I..I..um.'
And...They carry a huge basket of assorted fruits.
A case of champagne.
With a bouquet of the most fantastic flowers,
I have not seen since the passing of Princess Diana.
'What are they upto I wonder? '
They 'say' they are hoping you forgive them.
Not only for ruining your life.
But the years of the backstabbing,
Character assassinations done against you.
When you attempted to persuade them,
Their lives were being endangered.
By their negligence.
And they've come to offer heartfelt respect.
'What kind of apples were in the basket?
Any Empire or MacIntosh?
Walnuts or cashews?
Bananas? Tangerines? Pineapples? '
Uh...yeeeaaah.
'Great.
The gravitas of the moment escapes my tongue.
I think there is a sewing kit in the pantry.
Give it to them.
I can get another one.'
And?
'Close the door.
Bring me the basket.
Take what you want.'
Sir?
Are you malaised,
With no gravitas?
Is there something else you wish to say.
Something you wish of them to ask?
'No.
Oh...
Yes there is.
Remind me to remove the baked chicken,
From the oven in twenty minutes.'
That's it?
'You can hand me a MacIntosh.
I can't wait to sink my teeth in it! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The people were simpler, more peaceable and friendly in their manners and dispositions; and assassinations, which give the southern provinces so ill a reputation, were almost unknown.
quote by Henry Walter Bates
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Freed of Most Addictions
My time will not be wasted,
By a dispersing attempted through your rhetoric.
My genes are not compose to be,
In a receivership of it.
My mind has been freed of most addictions.
Although I remain in conference with nicotine.
And I've ridden wild horses determined to throw me off.
But there I stayed to learn lessons.
Some of which were extremely painful and mean.
My time will not be wasted,
By a dispersing attempted through your rhetoric.
My genes are not compose to be,
In a receivership of it.
And none of it no matter how slick,
Is even welcomed here to make a quick visit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Is anything accidental?
quote by Norman Spinrad
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There was one occasion when I was very young - eight years or seven years old - that Jewish businessmen went through the forest, and they were assassinated. And that was for the first time I saw in our paper where there were assassinations in our place.
quote by Shimon Peres
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I discovered that Robert Todd Lincoln was there for each of the first three assassinations. I wanted to write about the Lincoln Memorial, so when I found out he had attended its dedication, that helped focus it further.
quote by Sarah Vowell
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It is not accidental that our greatest art is intimate and not monumental.
quote by Max Webber
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