A man cannot lay down the right of resisting them that assault him by force, to take away his life.
quote by Thomas Hobbes
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A moving body whose motion was not retarded by any resisting force would continue to move to all eternity.
quote by Hermann von Helmholtz
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Trust Deficit
Trust deficit
dangerous indeed.
To assault
sleeping person
violation of
human right.
To eradicate virus
use of force not needed.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Is force the God?
There is a force in the Universe, no doubt.
It moves the animate and the inanimate;
It moves every life, the life force.
Do you call this force the God?
Then why do you prostrate and propitiate?
What need to sing and praise?
This force is beyond your adulations.
28.12.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Like That Too
You know I can't stop trying being more for you.
And wanting to be every part of the life,
You live too.
With you with me,
I feel this selfishness.
As if I want to protect you...
In a possessiveness,
You would wish I'd give...
As you do.
And I am not resisting it,
If it shows.
You know I can't stop trying being more for you.
And wanting to be every part of the life,
You live too.
With you with me,
I feel this selfishness.
As if I want to protect you...
In a possessiveness,
You would wish I'd give...
As you do.
And I am not resisting it,
If it shows.
Okay...
You want me to be the one to go first?
Since you are the more submissive!
Just let me know when you get tired of it.
I like it when you are dominate.
And this I know,
I will not come to miss.
When you are aggressive,
It gives me a boost.
A lift!
'I was just about to say I like that too.
About you!
When we do it.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Penny Stock
i'm an industry
declaring dividends on adrenalin
and issue
this corporate report.
the initial outlay
of capital
coupled with investment
in advertisement
force me
to declare myself in bankruptcy
and victim
of felonious assault.
poem by Doug Bentley
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The fundamental idea of these pylons, or great archways, is based on a method of construction peculiar to me, of which the principle consists in giving to the edges of the pyramid a curve of such a nature that this pyramid shall be capable of resisting the force of the wind without necessitating the junction of the edges by diagonals as is usually done.
quote by Gustave Eiffel
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You can't Nip the Budding Romance
No one can nix true love
and nip the romance in the bud.
It will sprout again and spread its leaves,
Like a sapling of the plantain, cut.
Like a sapling, chopped at its stem!
Are they craving for, amoral life?
Why you sever their ties?
Bruit about rumours; bruise their minds
and assault with arms on them.
And assault with arms on them!
Their souls have been already merged
with the blessings of the Heavens!
You are yokels, what you can do
but to settle them with persons new.
You settle them with persons new!
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poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Cells
I've a head like a concertina: I've a tongue like a button-stick:
I've a mouth like an old potato, and I'm more than a little sick,
But I've had my fun o' the Corp'ral's Guard: I've made the cinders fly,
And I'm here in the Clink for a thundering drink
and blacking the Corporal's eye.
With a second-hand overcoat under my head,
And a beautiful view of the yard,
O it's pack-drill for me and a fortnight's C.B.
For "drunk and resisting the Guard!"
Mad drunk and resisting the Guard --
'Strewth, but I socked it them hard!
So it's pack-drill for me and a fortnight's C.B.
For "drunk and resisting the Guard."
I started o' canteen porter, I finished o' canteen beer,
But a dose o' gin that a mate slipped in, it was that that brought me here.
'Twas that and an extry double Guard that rubbed my nose in the dirt;
But I fell away with the Corp'ral's stock
and the best of the Corp'ral's shirt.
I left my cap in a public-house, my boots in the public road,
And Lord knows where, and I don't care, my belt and my tunic goed;
They'll stop my pay, they'll cut away the stripes I used to wear,
But I left my mark on the Corp'ral's face, and I think he'll keep it there!
My wife she cries on the barrack-gate, my kid in the barrack-yard,
It ain't that I mind the Ord'ly room -- it's ~that~ that cuts so hard.
I'll take my oath before them both that I will sure abstain,
But as soon as I'm in with a mate and gin, I know I'll do it again!
With a second-hand overcoat under my head,
And a beautiful view of the yard,
Yes, it's pack-drill for me and a fortnight's C.B.
For "drunk and resisting the Guard!"
Mad drunk and resisting the Guard --
'Strewth, but I socked it them hard!
So it's pack-drill for me and a fortnight's C.B.
For "drunk and resisting the Guard."
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Little men with little minds and little imaginations go through life in little ruts, smugly resisting all changes which would jar their little worlds.
quote by Zig Ziglar
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The bio force
Each cell has life.
Each organ has life.
Each body has life.
Unicellular,
Multicellular and
Multi organed as they are.
Life is a force that lives
In each cell and
In continuity.
Bio force is different
Fro other forces
In that it has a drive to grow
Unlike others
That grow when fed.
Aim of the bio force
Is to thrive and struggle to thrive.
It knows no sin, no God.
13.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You Trip Too Quick To Insult and Assault
You trip too quick to get your results.
You trip too quick to insult and assault,
Those you don't know...
Who haven't shown,
Reason why you choose to deceive.
You trip too quick to sit and to sulk.
You trip too quick to blame and to fault,
Others unaware...
What has been done to you.
And you don't care...
Going through the act that you do.
You trip too quick to get your results.
Yes you do.
You trip too quick to insult and assault,
Just to prove...
To,
Those you don't know...
Who haven't shown,
Reason why you choose to deceive.
Then you can't believe why they come back,
To mistreat you!
You trip too quick to get your results.
Yes you do.
You trip too quick to insult and assault,
Just to prove...
To,
Those you don't know...
Who haven't shown,
Reason why you choose to deceive.
You trip too quick to get your results.
And...
You trip too quick to insult and assault.
And...
You trip too quick to get your results.
And...
You trip too quick to insult and assault.
You trip too quick to get your results.
You trip too quick to insult and assault.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Homeland Attired In The Chasuble Of Nerves…
A muscle is a muscle, and nothing else,
It is armed forces, power and weapon.
And the nerve of the muscle can
Ascend the mounts of reason…
It resists the power of the assault,
And the invader, too, seems exhausted.
Power is power, and force is force…
It ploughs even the mountain slopes.
A muscle is a muscle, and nothing else,
It is weapon, armed forces and power.
The troops of those muscles,
The muscles themselves
Make a very durable armor.
Muscles protect veins –
The current of life and being,
The willpower’s invisible shield.
The muscle of the heart
Is always on duty,
The pendulum of breath
Never tires out,
And the sound nerve
Encourages and inspires
All the virtues and merits
Of the universe…
A muscle is a muscle, nothing else.
The muscular world storms and rages,
And the sensitive wave of blood
Drills even the leaders and sages.
O muscle, keep awake, keep vigil!
Do not put out the fire of reason!
The homeland attired
In the chasuble of nerves
Quivers, rages and frets…
A muscle is a muscle, and nothing else,
It is armed forces, power and weapon,
And the nerve of the muscle can
Ascend the mounts of reason.
The troops of muscles,
The muscles themselves
Make a very durable armor.
Force is force…
It ploughs even the slopes,
And power is power…
poem by Janri Gogeshvili
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Dead Or Alive
A double secret agent
And he was paid to kill
With cold steel magnum force is how the man possessed the skill
He shot a man in paris
He did a job in l.a.
And if the price was right, hed surely
Take your life away
Wanted, dead or alive, blood for money, money
Assault, homicide, blood for
Money, money, money, money
Wanted
He drove a maserati, lived up in the hills
A cat with nine lives thats gone
Too far to feel the chill
He never though itd happen
It was his last mistake
cause he was gunned down by a
Heartless womans 38.
(chorus)
song performed by by Journey
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The Conept of the Birth
What is birth? Why is it? Who causes it?
The birth is the fusion of matter and force
That came into being by accident
And since then evolves like planets revolve.
As the wind blows and the water flows
In accordance with the external force
The living things grow and reproduce
In accordance with the external force.
The fire is to burn; the life is to burn.
The burning is growth, which both of them do.
Both must feed the matter to live and grow.
Both must get the fevour of wind to burn
The conversion of matter into life
Is the action of the internal force.
The conversion of life into matter
Is the action of the external force.
The external force is the Supreme
And the internal is the soul, you may say.
They are not separate nor opposite.
The soul is the outcome of the Supreme.
The life is like water in rivers.
The body is like banks in rivers.
The water extends the river course
The banks regulate the river force.
The air fans the flame and put it out.
The God flames the life and put it out.
What happens to the flame when it is shut
That happens to the life when put to death.
The living kingdom is just like a tree
The growth of each bud is the growth of the shoot.
It grows aided by the external force
And dies thwarted by the same force.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The concept of the birth
What is birth? Why is it? Who causes it?
The birth is the fusion of matter and force
That came into being by accident
And since then evolves like planets revolve.
As the wind blows and the water flows
In accordance with the external force
The living things grow and reproduce
In accordance with the external force.
The fire is to burn; the life is to burn.
The burning is growth, which both of them do.
Both must feed the matter to live and grow.
Both must get the fevour of wind to burn
The conversion of matter into life
Is the action of the internal force.
The conversion of life into matter
Is the action of the external force.
The external force is the Supreme
And the internal is the soul, you may say.
They are not separate nor opposite.
The soul is the outcome of the Supreme.
The life is like water in rivers.
The body is like banks in rivers.
The water extends the river course
The banks regulate the river force.
The air fans the flame and put it out.
The God flames the life and put it out.
What happens to the flame when it is shut
That happens to the life when put to death.
The living kingdom is just like a tree
The growth of each bud is the growth of the shoot.
It grows aided by the external force
And dies thwarted by the same force.
09.01.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The idea that Anarchy can be inaugurated by force is as fallacious as the idea that it can be sustained by force. Force cannot preserve Anarchy; neither can it bring it. In fact, one of the inevitable influences of the use of force is to postpone Anarchy. The only thing that force can ever do for us is to save us from extinction, to give us a longer lease of life in which to try to secure Anarchy by the only methods that can ever bring it. But this advantage is always purchased at immense cost, and its attainment is always attended by frightful risk. The attempt should be made only when the risk of any other course is greater.
quote by Benjamin Tucker
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Dont Stop til You Get Enough
Written and composed by michael jackson, 1979.
1st verse
Lovely is the feelin now
Fever, temperatures risin now
Power (ah power) is the force the vow that makes it happen it asks no questions why (ooh)
So get closer (closer now) to my body now just love me til you dont know how (ooh)
Chorus
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
2nd verse
Touch me and I feel on fire
Aint nothin like a love desire (ooh)
Im melting (Im melting) like hot candle wax sensation (ah sensation) lovely where were
At (ooh) so let love take us through the hours I wont be complanin cause this is love
Power (ooh)
Chorus
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
(ooh)
3rd verse
Heartbreak enemy despise
Eternal (ah eternal) love shines in my eyes (ooh) so let love take us through the hours i
Wont be complanin (no no)
cause your love is alright, alright
Chorus
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Refrain
Lovely is the feeling now I wont be complanin (ooh ooh)
The force is love power
Chorus
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
Keep on with the force dont stop
Dont stop til you get enough
(ad-lib to fade)
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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In Spite Of
gunfire...
artillery shells,
tanks, soldiers on foot....
the assault continues,
wave upon wave,
the assault on free speech,
free thought, free interaction....
the draining of blood
from the face of humanity....
the theft of name and identity....
the bartering of souls....
for change, against change....
yet the fire remains lit,
........in spite of!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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You alone are insufficient
Chance is
Like falling into the winning force.
The force does the rest.
Winning is
Like getting the stronger force.
The force sees the rest.
Your force alone is helpless.
30.04.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Hero Did Rise!
Once in a time when struggles existed
trials were many, and evil persisted:
there came a great fight in the dark of the night
and in destiny's eyes
the hero did rise!
Surrounded with hope, and cloked with the Spirit
he stood in the darkness and, lo, did not fear it.
With demons beguiling, and Lucifer smiling:
against his demise
the hero did rise!
With loss in his heart, and blows to his soul;
the vicious assault was beyond his control.
Yet, strong did he stand, upheld by God's hand
and despite their vain tries
the hero did rise!
The king of all demons in undaunted measures,
lusted to seal him as unto his pleasures.
But, he was resisting, and also persisting
in fighting the lies as
the hero did rise!
Too strong for the devil, he overcame death
and yelled through the darkness with fiery breath:
'You can not defeat me! Nor hope to retreat me!
Your immanence dies! '
The hero did rise!
poem by Chris Schleier
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