The most thought-provoking thing in our thought-provoking time is that we are still not thinking.
quote by Martin Heidegger
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Look, it's a mainstream animated movie, and how often are those considered thought provoking? It's meant to be a great time at the theater, but it's also designed to work on more than one level.
Usually if nobody hates a piece, nobody loves it, either; and a magazine which sets itself the goal of provoking thought is not doing its job if everybody agrees with what it does.
quote by Stanley Schmidt
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Fear! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Fear is something people hear
Fear is something that brings a lonely tear
Provoking fear is like provoking pian
Pain in which one can gain
but when Fear is pushed against you
and you become afriad and your weakness
is laid on the table of all evidence
then your weakness is transfered to the table of consequence
I'm just trying to tell a good story and make thought-provoking, entertaining films. I just try and draw upon the great culture we have as a people, from music, novels, the streets.
I'm not interested in provoking people, but only in trying to be consoling.
quote by Martin Kippenberger
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Puppeteers
The tricks of politics,
Is to pretend religion has nothing to do with it.
Pretend there is a deep caring!
And a race without rascism 'is' involved.
The freedom to vote will solve all problems!
Whether you are a jackass...
Or a thought provoking elephant.
None of this is relevent,
To the people represented.
This is known!
And these election games are prone
To produce the best BS money can buy!
Since it's the guys behind the scenes...
Pumping in the bucks and pulling all the strings!
And we don't have a clue as to who these puppeteers are.
But...
We do know who their choices are,
To keep us thoroughly distracted and entertained!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not to Claim or Rename Its Inequities
Blessings for a wonderful,
And 'thought provoking' holiday season.
We are here to change the world.
Uplifting its sinking spirits!
Not to claim or rename its inequities.
That has been done.
A revision envisioned by all...
Soon comes!
Keep praises of faith strong.
And protect this in your heart...
Knowing fears inside of you held,
Are not welcomed or belong!
Dedicated and Inspired by:
Mr. Ronald Stroman
Philadelphia, Pa
'Thank you, Ronald! Stay up...
And Joyous! '
Lawrence
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We all think Alike (Free Flow)
A dog and a cat,
sat and looked at one another.
Both wondering what each
was thinking.
The dog thought that the cat,
was thinking of running away.
That was not true the cat thought
if he makes a move; ' I'll claw him '.
The cat thought that the dog,
was thinking of food.
Maybe that was because of the way
he was eyeing him up.
Either way there were both wrong,
the cat was looking over the dogs shoulder at a bird.
And the dog was wondering, if underneath that fur
was a bone to chew?
Please take note, it does not matter
what you look like.
To guess what one is thinking, is not so difficult
we all think alike.
poem by David Darbyshire
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Words In Process (acrostic)
Words In Process
Painter of words
Orator of art
Emotional muse
Thought provoking bard
Pen and paper
Ode, sonnet, or prose
Enticing rhythm and
Meter that flows
Picturesque prose born of
Oral tradition.
Exacting devices used for
Tantilizing descriptions
Read for gradification
Yearning for ovation
©2008 Dawn Slanker
poem by Dawn Slanker
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Love you will find only where you may show yourself weak without provoking strength.
quote by Theodor Adorno
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Why Didn't You Call Me
We went out one night
Everything went right
We got something started
It was outta sight
We had such a good time
Hey! Why didn't you call me?
I thought I'd see you again
Bt the phone I wait
String into space
Thinking about our first kiss
Out on our first date
We had such a good time
Hey! Why didn't you call me?
I thought I'd see you again
Why don't you call me again?
And I'm gonna ask
When I see you again
Thought you would be my man my lover my friend
I never thought it would end so quickly
It would end
I've resorted to
Hanging up on you
I know you know it's me
How else will I talk to you
We had such a good time
Hey! Why didn't you call me?
I thought I'd see you again
Why don't you call me again?
And I'm gonna ask
When I see you again
Thought you would be my man my lover my friend
I never thought it would end so quickly
We had such a good time
Hey! Why didn't you call me?
I thought I'd see you
I thought I'd see you
I thought I'd see you again
song performed by by Macy Gray from On How Life Is
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Awareness is not the same as thought. It lies beyond thinking, although it makes no use of thinking, honoring it's value and it's power. Awareness is more like a vessel which can hold and contain our thinking, helping us to see and know our thought as thought rather than getting caught up in them as reality.
quote by Jon Kabit-Zinn
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I Will Wait
There was a time
When all I thought that I wanted
Was someone to touch me
Like I thought everyone was touched
What did I know, what was I thinking
What did I know, what was I thinking
I remember
There was someone that I wanted
Now shes a face at the reunion of 66
What did she know, what was she thinking
And did she know that I convinced myself
I couldnt survive
Sometimes you have to wait
Youre pushing but that stone wont move
And you hesitate to give yourself away
There was a time
When all I thought that I needed
Was someone to tell me
I was making the perfect move
What did I know, what was I thinking
What did I know, what was I thinking
All I wanted was a holy exemption
I had a license to tell everyone
Where its at
What did they know, what were they thinking
And did they know that I would only hear
The things I desired
So I would wait
Im pushing but that stone wont move
And I hesitate to give myself away
And there was a time
When all I thought that I wanted
Was to live in a world
Where everyone knew what love is for
What do I know, what am I thinking
Nobody knows that the hour is getting late
So I will wait for it forever
I will wait for it
Though I know the hour is getting late
I will wait for it forever
I will wait for it
Though I know the hour is getting late
song performed by by Utopia
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If It Has To Be Mentioned And Not Lived
If I did not have my own dreams to fulfill,
I would be envious each time...
You came to compare your life to mine,
With announcements of your happiness.
And I wonder how much happiness one can have,
If it has to be mentioned and not lived...
Without a provoking done for others to notice.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Still Between Maturity
It shouldn't.
But it does...
Sit,
Within my consciousness.
Grown folks.
Still between maturity,
And provoking childish sentiments.
They can't get over themselves,
Or events from those days...
Time has from them erased.
But there they remain,
Trying to change...
What is.
As if what isn't is there for them to relive!
To recapture to re-interpret their misdeeds.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To give and receive love, you have to be in touch with pain, you have to be capable of provoking it and feeling it.
quote by Jeanne Moreau
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Youre The First Time Ive Thought About Leaving
(dickey lee, kerry chater)
Ive seen you smile more than I thought you would
And I smiled back a little more than I should
And lately at night while hes sound asleep
Im thinking things that I shouldnt think
Chorus:
Youre the first time Ive thought about leaving
And I really dont know what Ill do
Youre the first time Ive thought about leaving him
Ive never done known someone like you
Sometimes I wait when I really should go
Lord only knows what I do that for
When I get home and he holds me close
I try not to think what Im thinking most
Repeat chorus
Ive never known someone like you
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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2.03 Childhood - Youth - Old Age
The three around the fire sitting,
Gossiping of Life and its doings,
Reached a point thought provoking,
Of their journey and life prevailing. [1]
CHILDHOOD:
“Please do not leave me at this time,
Youth, do take me in your prime,
For I an entertainment will but be,
With playful antics in life’s journey.” [2]
YOUTH:
“No! You can not accompany me,
As struggles exist in my journey,
Your playfulantics will but not be,
In my stride of any necessity.” [3]
When on Youth tiredness grows,
Childhood memories do then glow,
But Old Age with its aged face,
Now stares at Youth in this race. [4]
OLDAGE
“Of no use it be to remember him,
You move ahead now in this game,
Childhood once gone never returns,
Forget Childhood - Love me in turn. [5]
Struggling ahead as you had moved,
Your tiredness now I shall remove,
Come on my lap relaxingly do lie,
And sleep with my pleasant lullabies.” [6]
Thinking of Childhood - its payful taps,
The Youth now lies in Oldage’s lap,
Who caressing with weak trembling hands,
Sings cradle songs of eternal sleep grand. [7]
poem by Munnan Misra
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Prescribed Thought A Prescribed Mode Of Action
There is no such a thing
There is no such a thing as a most natural way
There is no such a thing as a most natural way of expressing a thought
There is no such a thing as a most natural way of expressing a thought a mode of action
There is no such a thing as a most natural way of expressing a thought a mode of action a form of logic
After so much thought
After so much thought about loneliness
It becomes apparent
Logic can no longer be relied upon
Logic can no longer be relied upon as a base for studying the structure of language
The structure of my poetry
The structure of my soul
The structure of my God
I dare think
I dare to know
I dare to think
I will not be hardwired from the thinking of my birth rising from some dogmatic slumber.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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