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Going after the unknown is always fascinating, I think. It becomes part of your life, this desire to know.

quote by Mark Oliphant
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Desire

The sun
Blowing the moon away
Lights me up for
One more day
The streets are naked
In the morning sun
The night lifts behind me
I run and run
Morning heat
Puts a thin film of sweat on my face
A little man, his eyes half closed
Puts chairs on tables
Admires his work
And collects a quarter from the floor
I head over to broadway
Where I watch myself
Having a slow breakfast
Trying to impress the barman with a fresh voice
When I ask for the bill
The sun
Blowing the moon away
Lights me up for
One more day
The streets are naked
In the morning sun
The night lifts behind me
I run and run
Desire
Desire for the unknown eyes
Desire for the unknown name
Im burning in the morning sun, I want to run
Desire for the unknown name
Desire for the unknown love
Im burning in the morning sun

song performed by by Yello
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Desire

The sun
Blowing the moon away
Lights me up for
One more day
The streets are naked
In the morning sun
The night lifts behind me
I run and run
Morning heat
Puts a thin film of sweat on my face
A little man, his eyes half closed
Puts chairs on tables
Admires his work
And collects a quarter from the floor
I head over to broadway
Where I watch myself
Having a slow breakfast
Trying to impress the barman with a fresh voice
When I ask for the bill
The sun
Blowing the moon away
Lights me up for
One more day
The streets are naked
In the morning sun
The night lifts behind me
I run and run
Desire
Desire for the unknown eyes
Desire for the unknown name
Im burning in the morning sun, I want to run
Desire for the unknown name
Desire for the unknown love
Im burning in the morning sun

song performed by by Yello
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It's a fascinating area for me, UFOs have occupied a great part of my life since I was very young.

quote by Dwight Schultz
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Armani

To Susilo Bambarg Yudhoyono of Indinesia,
And to Lula Da Silvia of Brazil;
Your name is Armani and,
My love for you is like Absalom's Monument.

Life is like a message to the unknown girl,
Life is like a message to the unnown boy,
Life is like a message to the unknown man,
Life is like a message to the unknown woman,
Life is like a message to the unkown gardener,
Life is likea message to the unknown potter,
Life is like a message to the unknown seller,
Life is like a message to the unknown painter,
But i will be with you my love.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Part Of My Life

Can you be a part of my life?
Can you be a part of my life?
Oh its easy to find some one to play with
And almost anyone will do to fill your idle time
But that very special someone,
You can share all your dreams with is so hard to find
And it use to be like me to settle for the physical
But these days it aint too easy to make up my mind
Cause apparently you body just to temporally to take up my precious time
See Ive got to know that
That I can be free with you and
Youve got to show that
That youre worthy of my time
Can you stimulate my mind?
And I know that it looks good,
But can you be a part of my life
And Im sure that it feels good
But can you be a part of my life
And it probably even taste good
But can you be a part of my life
Ive got to know
I still appreciate the beauty of a man
But theres more to what I need now than what meets the eye
And if beautys only skin deep,
Then your pretty skin wont send me to my highest high
Oh its been along time come for maturity
And I believe that its truly what it has to be
Cause as much as I admire you
My sexual desire, aint controlling me
See Ive got to know that
That I can be free with you and
Youve got to show that
That youre worthy of my time
Can you stimulate my mind?
And I know that it looks good,
But can you be a part of my life
And Im sure that it feels good
But can you be a part of my life
And it probably even taste good
But can you be a part of my life
Ive got to know
And I know that it looks good,
But can you be a part of my life
And Im sure that it feels good
But can you be a part of my life
And it probably even taste good
But can you be a part of my life
Ive got to know
Can you be a part of my life?
I got to know that
Can you be a part of my life?
I got to know that
Can you be a part of my life?
I got to know that
Can you be a part of my life?
I got to know that
Can you be a part of my life?
I got to know that
Can you be a part of my life?
I got to know that

song performed by by India Arie
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Raping of Reality

The human mind is fascinating.
It is programmed to manipulate.
The moment it is taught how things are connected...
A raping of reality begins.

A desire to impress with one's knowledge occurs.
Comparisons are sought and made.
And an ease of life is attempted.
Temptations are teased as denials are smothered.
Truth is hushed and medications are taken.

The human mind is fascinating.
It is programmed to manipulate.
The moment it is taught how things are connected...
A raping of reality begins.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unknown

This unknown figure...
This unknown place...
Where am I at anyways?
This unknown feeling that I have,
This unknown pain inside;
I can't run away from.

Unknown heart, Unknown soul,
All unknown and all gone.
Sadden by all of this and all that's left..
Is me with no feeling...
I'm gone and lost and can't find a way out!

I'm an unknown person,
And an unknown girl who can't be seen.
I'm invisible, I'm a nobody,
I'm an unknown figure to people.
I'm gone forever and ever...right?

poem by Jessica Lee
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From The Biography Of An Unknown Woman: Xiv

she's rich
in every sense of the word
this unknown woman with
several folds on her forehead
concealing myriad experiences
augmenting her wealth on earth
and the dark circles around her eyes
narrating rich stories of life
she's simple and plain
yet she's fascinating

06may2010
12.48hrs

poem by Indira Babbellapati
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To Reach Beyond Those Yesterdays

I am not here to avoid the living of life.
Or choose to follow the path of scattered pieces.
There is something fascinating in the naturalness of things.
And there is a desire motivating inside of me that teases,
To reach beyond those yesterdays...
With a teaching of those lessons learned,
Enabling my quest to digest, comprehend and grow.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Part Of Life, That is

Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.

Stuck with sticking emotions felt in my gut...
Unable to abandon them.
Or give them up...
Had been a place I'd been,
Back then.
With no one but myself...
And faith,
To help me slowly break away...
Of a hold I had on them to mend.

Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.

I have learned to feel grief deeply,
Where it is felt.
Let it visit.
And then from it to leave!
Not to forget the process...
But to breathe!

Remembering...
With an agony upon my letting go,
Knowing what I felt was painful...
It was also,
Part of life!

A part of life,
That is!

Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.

Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Old Flame

Arthur johnson / sam coslow
My old flame
I cant even think of his name
But its funny now and then
How my thoughts go flashing back again
To my old flame
My old flame
My new lovers all seem so tame
For I havent met a gent
So innocent or elegant
As my old flame
Ive met so many men
With fascinating ways
A fascinating gaze in their eyes
Som who sent me up to the skies
But their attempts at love
Were only imitations of
My old flame
I cant even think of his name
But Ill never be the same
Untill I discover what became
Of my old flame
Ive met so many men
With fascinating ways
A fascinating gaze in their eyes
Som who sent me up to the skies
But their attempts at love
Were only imitations of
My old flame
I cant even think of his name
But Ill never be the same
Untill I discover what became
Of my old flame

song performed by by Billie Holiday
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For My Love In The Open

i love you
that is what you will hear
because i say it
when you ask for it
as a matter of
your daily
need.

i have long accepted
half of what i am
ever since
when light is vague
when truth is nothing
but an opaque
view of the egg yolk
against the
lamp.

part of my nose
is efflorescent
it shines when it is
so dark
like a fish on
a moonless night
on the surface
of the the calm sea

part of me is an
anemone
when you are near
everything in me wants
to close and disappear

part of me is your confusion
like the squid
jetting a spurt of
a black trail

part of me
is your love another part of
me is my hate
for this self that i wish
i have completely known
like the lines of
my palm.

part of me is lost
another part of me says
there is no way to find

i hope that 50 years is enough
to know that part of me
is unknown
like that part of the sea
unfathomable.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The known and the unknown

Life is known as known.
Death is known as unknown.
Self is unknown as known.
But God? It is unknown as unknown.
05.08.2003

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Im Living My Life

Part of my life is tatoo's, penetentry rules
When running yo mouth only seperates the men from the fools

Part of my life is bullets, guns, blood, sweat and tears
This is the part of my life that I've lived for years

Part of my life is dreams, wishes, hopes, happyness
Where I could care less about the world and its current happenings

Part of my life is lies, deciet, greed, envy, and hate
Which so many leaders of our world think is great

Part of my life is all the above
Cause everyday I see sadness and very little love

Part of my life has so much love to give
But I'm catching up with death fast, from the life that I live

Part of my life is wrong nor right
But I need no sympathy, cause I'm living my life.

poem by Daniel Chapman
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A Man's Desire In Life

each and everyone has some desire
these desires are endless.

the desire of love-power,
raised him high, very high.

the desire of indifference-power
ragged him down
beyond his imagination.

the desire of thought-power
killed his inner silence.

the desire of money-power
fooled him, his life, his all.

the desire of education-power
made him the best

that's why a man's desire in life
made him to see the world beyond.

poem by Anjana Menon
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Soul Return

Life confused thought scattered
Dreams unattainable
Unreachable destiny
Everything rejected
Me and company mine
But
The truth different a bit
I felt the world fake
Not for me or my type
Untrue all the faces
Sights strange and vague
All I felt and thought
All I did, half heartfelt
Life now
Calm beautiful and fascinating
Since you are its part
Added life to soul mine
Like soul returned in me.

poem by Jahan zaib
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I was fortunate to be part of a very successful show on CBS in 1986. I switched to NBC for eight years and through these experiences have gotten terrific insight into television; it's a fascinating medium.

quote by Will McDonough
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Personal glory

Love is not felt in words when you express
It is foolishness on our part to go deep and trace
Its origin can be as natural as possible
As love emanates from body desire and being single

You may feel any way you like
Love is not the single part of life that strikes
When two searching soul meet
What else is there to think and greet?

Some of the actions may take place
There will be natural glow on face
Somebody may take it as sexual desire
Some one may it as chance to admire

Sex, love, desire or by whatever term you may refer
That has always remained centre point to differ
Why all pick it up easily to narrate their lust?
Where it is natural to perform sec and invariably must

No doubts those may be finest moments
All done with desire and strong movements
Yet it deserves smooth expression to feel its test
Not in vulgar way but possibly in terms very best

I enjoy every moment that has come readily
Share and whisper with partner and show it happily
What else to remember in life for future memory!
Few memorable utterances that had formed personal glory

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An Ever Open Door

Desire to live, love and dream
Desire to desire more
Desire is the flirtiest whim
It's an ever open door.
Desire to touch you once
Desire to break into a dance
Desire to hold your hand
Desire to build on sand!
It's an ever open door
You desire and desire more!

poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Great Pioneer

Graham Russell)
It happened long ago
When I felt the need
For a life of my own
I dreamt of summer love
And moving high up north
But no one would go
So I walked up the hill and lay there
Imagining the day was near
I know I want to stay there
And be a great pioneer
I made a promise then
That I'd find a place
Where my world won't end
Give me a piece of land
That will be my life
That I will defend
If I work really hard
I will surely survive
I know my virtue is strong
No one could oppose a spirt
So raw to be a part of the state
To be known as a great pioneer
I keep the fires burning
To let you know I'm free
My heart will always be yearning
CHORUS
To be a part of the state
To be a part of the state
To be known as a great pioneer
And if it all should end
ANd I hear the call
From the great unknown
I'll need to go my way
Let me have my day
Let me be alone
I was dreaming here and lay there
Knowing that my time is here
I know I wanna stay there
And be a part of the state
And be a part of the state
And be known as a great pioneer

song performed by by Air Supply
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