Nothing uniquely bad has happened to me in my personal life, but all the regular little bad things have accumulated to make me a neurotic person. And these adventures are my way of trying to make sense of that.
quote by Jon Ronson
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What He Gave to Us
I wanted to do something different today
I didn’t know what to do, or even what to say.
I had a feeling deep inside- that made me
Want to scream “ I’m alive”.
I looked around at all the beauties of the earth
And thought about all my worth.
That I was born with all five senses
That the lord had given to me.
The sense to Touch a delicate flower
The sense to Hear a bewitching hour
The sense to Smell what s in the air.
The sense to Taste the juices of a pear
The sense to See the beauty of a pearl
There is another sense that they don’t say
Such as Feelings- of love, to wipe tears away
Feelings cover all aspects of life
It can make things wrong or things right.
Feelings of passion and despair
Of compassion from one who cares
Bitterness, anger, hate and sorrow
Even those make life worth while.
There is so much that we must be grateful for
For GOD has opened all the doors.
He knew that we needed all these things
To make our lives complete.
But there was still something missing
What good was all these senses
If we didn’t have the main sense.
The sense to think and rationalize
All that he had given
That was the thing that would really
Make life worth living.
(08/10/11)
poem by Louis Rams
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Bang Your Pans If You Wish
Bang your pans,
If you wish...
With empty cans,
If you wish...
And then demand,
If you wish...
To make your situation,
Like a personal damnation.
Bang your pans,
If you wish...
With empty cans,
If you wish...
And then demand,
If you wish...
To make your situation,
Like a personal damnation.
You're not the only one,
Who has loaded shoulders.
Today the young and older ones...
Have little to eat.
You're not the only one,
Whose shoulders are bent over.
Who needs to lay their head somewhere,
And get some sleep!
Bang your pans,
If you wish...
With empty cans,
If you wish...
And then demand,
If you wish...
To make your situation,
Like a personal damnation.
Bang your pans,
If you wish...
With empty cans,
If you wish...
And then demand,
If you wish...
To make your situation,
Like a personal damnation.
Don't give up your hope.
To swing from a rope.
Or choke up on tears,
Or fears to threaten.
Show more strength and cope.
And leave your mind open.
Don't shut it close!
Bang your pans,
If you wish...
With empty cans,
If you wish...
And then demand,
If you wish...
To make your situation,
Like a personal damnation.
Bang your pans,
If you wish...
With empty cans,
If you wish...
And then demand,
If you wish...
To make your situation,
Like a personal damnation.
Like a personal damnation.
Like a personal damnation.
Bang your pans,
If you wish...
To make your situation,
Like a personal damnation.
Like a personal damnation.
Like a personal damnation.
Bang your pans,
If you wish...
To make your situation,
Like a personal damnation.
Like a personal damnation.
Like a personal damnation.
Bang your pans,
If you wish!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I try not to be but I'm super-neurotic about diet. I'm neurotic about trying not to be neurotic! I'm like every other girl. I have to try really hard my whole life to try to be fit. And I'm super-vain. And I want to wear cute clothes.
quote by Gwen Stefani
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Things Change, But Life Goes On
Things change
As life goes on
Like nothing happens
Things change
But life goes on
As if nothing happens
Things change
And life should go on
Till nothing seems happened
When the time passing by things also change
Sometimes it’s hard to make life goes on
Sometimes it’s difficult to act there’s nothing happened
But things always change
Following life goes on
Even you forget the memories,
there will not be a really “nothing happens”
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Did Anyone Approach You
You never look up
You never look back
You never say anything based on fact
Youve got issues going way back
You never say hi
You never say much
You never make an effort to stay in touch
Ive got this feeling something happened here
Something happened here
Did anybody feel you?
Did anybody deal you?
Did anybody make you do some things now?
Did anyone approach you?
Did anybody coach you?
Did anybody tell you what to say now?
Hopeless - its not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless at all
You never looked up
You never look back
You never did anything in between
Are things black and white with you
You never believed
You never belonged
Never made milestones to call your own
Ive got this feeling something happened here
Something happened here
Did anybody hide you?
Did anybody fight you?
Did anyone decide to do some harm now?
Did anybody read you?
Did anybody bleed you?
Did anybody feed you lots of junk now?
Hopeless - its not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless
Hopeless - its not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless at all
Hopeless - its not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless at all
Something happened here
Something happened here
song performed by by A-Ha
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I think that those are the things that you can uniquely do with film that are difficult to do anywhere else: they can bring a picture to life, give it a natural and historical context and make you feel that everything else is suddenly credible.
quote by Robert Towne
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I'm afraid of making a mistake. I'm not totally neurotic, but I'm pretty neurotic about it. I'm as close to totally neurotic as you can get without being totally neurotic.
quote by Bridget Fonda
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Not Make Believe
Written by Stevie Nicks
Isn't just that we cause each other such pain
Everywhere we go now, at home or at play
It hurts my self esteem, it hurts my everything
I am reeling... oh, it hurts my feelings
Sometimes it was heavenly (Sometimes it was heavenly)
Sometimes it was too heavy (Sometimes it was too heavy)
Sometimes it's just too much for me (Sometimes it's just too much for me)
Well I want to run away (Oh, well I want to run away)
Then there are the things, cast this doubt away
Those things that made me stay for so long
Not make believe then, I'm not make believe now
Not make believe then, I'm not make believe now
I didn't understand then, but I understand now
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times
And they both rushed by, like a thief in the night
Taking no prisoners, just like the first time
Adventures in paradise
Just like the first time
Then there are the things, cast this doubt away
Those things that made me stay for so long
Not make believe then, I'm not make believe now
Not make believe then, I'm not make believe now
I didn't understand then, but I understand now
Then there are the things, cast this doubt away
Those things that made me stay for so long
Not make believe then, I'm not make believe now
It's not make believe then, I'm not make believe now
I didn't understand then, but I understand now
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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The New York Times
Oh,
It makes no sense to me
Yeah, I was living in a different world when I heard the news
I keep having the same bad dream
And it makes me want to hurt all the people who have done this thing to you
When I see your face, I can see you smile
Read all about you in the new york times
When I see your eyes, I can see your light
When I think about what happened
It makes me crazy
It makes no sense to me,
This eye for an eye thing,
It has gone too far
I dont know anyone who doesnt hurt inside
I would like to believe we could learn from this
And maybe some day we can make things right
I want to believe in this world
I want to believe in this life
I want to believe in a world that does not seem real
When you read between the lines
When I see your face, I can see you smile
Read all about you in my new york times
When I see your eyes, I can see your light
When I read about the world
It makes me crazy
I want to believe in this world
I want to believe in this life
I want to believe in a world that does not seem real
When you read between the lines
Gotta read between the lines
Whoa, gotta read between the lines
I really want to believe I can make things right
I want to believe I can learn to feel alright inside
I want to believe I can learn to make things right
Oh, I want to believe in this world
I want to believe in this life
I want to believe in a world that does not seem real
When I read the new york times
I see your face, I see your smile
Read all about you in the new york times
I can see your eyes, I can see your light
When I think about what happened
It just makes me crazy
When I close my eyes
You seem so alive
I really think about you
I want to believe we can make things right
I want to believe
I want to believe
I want to believe
I want to believe
Oh, I want to believe in this world
I want to believe in this life
I want to believe in a world that does not seem real
When I read the new york times
song performed by by Everclear
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With Obstacles And Criticisms Expected
The success of my adventures,
Began when I became ignored.
When I began to explore my individuality,
With a sense not to pay attention...
To those who attempted,
To block this need I felt inside of me.
The success of my adventures,
Awakened with my curiosity.
I wanted to know how things in life connected.
And not too many explanations,
Did I accept.
I researched my own philosphies.
Although I've been close to breakiing my neck.
'Boy, do you think money grows on trees? '
My mother would say that to me early...
When she would buy my sister Mim and I,
Candy I didn't like!
And I wondered 'why' she kept saying 'that' to me.
Planting that seed to uncover,
WHERE did money grow?
If not from trees?
I had to know!
My mother 'hinted' there were other possibilities.
The success of my adventures,
Began when I became ignored.
When I began to explore my individuality,
With a sense not to pay attention...
To those who attempted,
To block this need I felt inside of me.
And I wanted to know...
If I couldn't do certain things,
Why was this told to me before I tried?
Why was this said to me,
As 'if' to deny?
And upon hearing 'that'...
I started to carve my own path.
And,
If I became lost...
It was something about 'that',
That became more attractive.
With obstacles and criticisms...
Expected!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Imperfect Boy
Sometimes I lie.
But I am a liar that loves you
Sometimes I get mad.
But I am a angry person that still wants you
Sometimes I move slow.
But I am a slow person with a fast heart beat, every time I’m around you.
Sometimes I dropp things.
But I am a clumsy person that wants to hold you.
Sometimes I talk too much.
But I am a heavy talker because I like talking to you.
Sometimes I act like I am 5.
But I am a 5 year old that wants too take care of you.
Sometimes I make mistakes.
But I never want too make the mistake of being without you.
There are many things I do that will annoy.
But I want you too know that I always loved you and im your imperfect boy.
poem by Levi Sutton
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New York Times
Ohhhhh
It makes no sense to me Yeah
I was living in a different world when I heard the news,
I keep on having the same bad dream
And it makes me wanna hurt all the people who have done this thing to you
When I see youre face I can see you smile
Read all about you in the New York Times
When I see youre eyes I can see youre lie
When I think about what happened, it just makes me crazy
This makes no sense to me, yeah
This out for nothing it has gone too far
I dont know anyone who does not hurt inside
Id like to believe if you learn from this
Then maybe someday we can make things right
I wanna believe in this world,
I wanna believe in this life
I wanna believe in a world that does not seem real when you read between the
lines
When I see youre face I can see you smile
Read all about you in my New York Times
When I see youre eyes I can see youre lie
When I read the words about you it just makes me crazy
I wanna believe in this world
I wanna believe in this life
I wanna believe in the world that does not seem real when you read between the
lines
Ohhh... I gotta read between the lines..
Wooaoh you gotta read between the lines
Wohhh yeah I really wanna believe I can make things right
I wanna believe I can learn how to feel alright inside
I wanna believe I can learn how to make things right
Ohh I wanna believe in this world
I wanna believe in this life
I wanna believe in a world that does not seem real when I read the New York
Times
I see youre face, I see you smile
Read all about you in the New York Times
I can see youre eyes, I can see youre lie
When I think about what happened, it just makes me crazy
When I close my eyes you seem so alive
When I think about you I wanna believe you can make things right
I wanna believe
I wanna believe
I wanna believe
I wanna believe
I wanna believe in this world
I wanna believe in this life
I wanna believe
Ohh I wanna believe in this world
I wanna believe in this life
I wanna believe in a world that does not seem real when I read the New York
Times
song performed by by Everclear
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Happiness is......
Happiness is
Having someone by your side to love
You have that moment when things is going your way
One thing is happiness to me is you
When I see you and your cute smile
You make my darkness disappear
I feel happy and I know there is one person who can make my day bright
I'm happy to found you here
Happiness is
Mean to me is
Being Myself
What ever I accomplish, I'm proud of myself
It could be someone you crush on and
you can count on him or her to make you
Feel better when you're sad or drepressed
I know one person and he make me forget someone else and everything else I think about
Also I know I can count on someone to do that
Happiness is
Have the best day ever and
Everything is going my way
My life is turning out good
Happiness is
poem by Christina Phan
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I Think, ...
I think, I think some things bit uniquely;
I think, I ink some things bit differently;
I think, I link things bit mysteriously;
I think, I wink and blink like most others!
I think, God wants me to think differently;
I think, God wants me to ink uniquely;
I think, God makes me sink my grievances;
I think, God bestows on me nuances!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-27-2008
poem by John Celes
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So Hard To Make Things Out
Im going out to big plains
To see the spirits rise
Out tonight to watch them do their thing
If youre coming out with big plans
To find some paradise
Well, theres nothing here to do but limboing
And some went back
They couldnt face the black
And theyre going back today with their personal things
I couldnt go back
I didnt have the knack
So Ill be staying on with my personal things
Yeah, Ill be staying on with my personal things
Well they call this a life I live on the ninety-sixth floor
And they all it a life he lives thats they guy next door
Life on the mighty brick tiers
I tried on the ninety-sixth floor
Mighty brick tiers
Ninety-sixth floor
Something had to give
Why is it so hard to live? its just so hard to make things out
Why is it so hard to live? its just so hard to make things out
Why is it so hard to live? its just so hard to mkae things out
Why is it so hard to live?
Well I have a suggestion as you bark your querying
Well there aint no congestion on a dark hyperion
In the night night night night night
In the night night night night night
No congestion
Dark hyperion
Why why why why
Well Ill tell you my philosophy things mustve been grand
Way back in the old country in a younger land
Now I can hardly wait yeah
I can hardly wait to see them rise
Now I can hardly wait yeah for it to materialize
Now I can hardly wait yeah
I can hardly wait yeah
I can hardly wait to see them rise
Theyre so hard to make out
Theyre so hard to make out
song performed by by Frank Black
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Disturbance
Where I come from,
people are lost....
cut each other down,
at all cost!
Should I stay and make amends,
leave,
live my life? Pretend?
I have not energy to make things right....
no guts in my soul too fight....
However,
deep,
deep,
inside....
My selfish feeling too....
make things right.
I am a small part in this world,
but my soul is crying to make things heard! ! !
Some direction,
maybe from my God! ! ! !
Yet, tooo tired,
Don't want to work that hard! ! !
: (
So what is a selfish person to do?
Write a poem...and maybe....
leave it to you?
Is Time , Your Closest Friend?
Time contains, many keys, for a LIFE!
Time, make easy, our strive!
Time, make patience, be our friend!
Time, seems to have no end!
Time can be good, if you think so !
Time can make everything , just flow!
Time, must be under control, for our need!
Time, remind us, the things we did!
Past TIME, is WHAT WE DID !
PRESENT TIME, IS HOW NOW, we look at it!
Future TIME, is FAR FAR away!
So , be sure, your TIME , don't go away!
It is TIME, for much LOVE today!
Take this gift, and don't give it away!
Find your personal loving sound ,
Make TIME, JUST go around!
poem by Yoseph Lupu
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Expressing The Way I Feel
you know, not many people make me feel the way you do,
so safe with every word that you seem to speak,
you know just what to say when i'm feeling down,
to make my day seem a lot brighter,
because of you, i question if i would of still been here,
living out my dreams, just like my mother wanted,
you showed me there was more to life, than what i was seeing, when i'm having one of thoughs days,
you show me it's okay to stop the stubborn act,
that it's okay to show you how i really feel,
with your words as confort, i was able to find the stength,
to just be who i am, because of you i found the confidence,
to be who i am, and what i can be,
because you want to know what i see?
inside of you i see this caring soul,
somebody who wants the same things out of life as me,
just to be happy and have that one person there,
who knows you and fill that space in your heart,
that nobody else can fill, because god brought us close,
there must have been a good reason,
maybe this was meant to be, god makes that one perfect person for somebody,
just wondering if maybe you were my perfect guy,
we seem to get stronger, as days pass by,
you seem to tell me what's on your mind,
even when you know it going to drive me crazy,
i'm loveing your sense of humor, more and more,
your sexual desires keeps me quessing,
what it really will be like to be in the room with you,
i'm a confident girl, tell me your dreams,
i'll try my best to make them come true,
like i say i don't play with love,
make me feel you are the one for me,
i'll stay faithfull and true,
until the day we meet.
Copyright © 2009
5-17-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Regular Guy
Im the kind of guy a girl takes home to mom
Pleated khaki pants, and cologne thats the bomb
(you sure smell perty)
Shake her dads hand
Look him in the eye
And tell him straight up Im just a regular guy (ill have her home by 9 sir)
Im a regular guy who stays out of trouble( let me get that for you mam)
A regular guy says mam on the double( Im on it)
Im a regular guy just like dawsons creek
A regular guy just dont call me a geek, a geek yeah
But sometimes I remember what got me here
It was friday and cussing
Back off Im in a boy band
And showing no fear
I watch jay leno (hes funny) 7th heaven too
And I ask myself sometimes what would jesus do
Grab me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
Im buds with my mom
And I hang out with my dad..hes my buddy
I play everything safe so Ill never be sad (boo hoo)
Im a regular guy who stays out of trouble( let me get that for you mam)
A regular guy says mam on the double( Im on it)
Im a regular guy just like dawsons creek
A regular guy just dont call me a geek, a geek yeah
Dont push me.
Damnt sometimes I wanna smash things up
Jacked up and wrapped upIm in a boy band.. a boyband
And have to pee in a cup
Im a regular guy who stays out of trouble( let me get that for you mam)
A regular guy says mam on the double( Im on it)
Im a regular guy just like dawsons creek
A regular guy just dont call me a geek, a geek yeah
song performed by by 2gether
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The President cannot make clouds to rain and cannot make the corn to grow, he cannot make business good; although when these things occur, political parties do claim some credit for the good things that have happened in this way.
quote by William Howard Taft
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