Part of the charm of what I do is the fact that it's completely unrelated to everything that came before.
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Unrelated Thing
Do you smile cause Im funny? said the man
I wasnt joking and I meant the thing I said
Not at all, not at all
Said the woman to the man
I was thinking of an unrelated thing
Unconnected and free
No relationship to anything
How come you never look me in the eye?
Arent you listening to me said the man
Not at all, not at all
Said the woman to the man
Im still thinking of an unrelated thing
Somewhere other than here
Something else besides the man
Please explain the expression on your face
Then Ill know whats beneath it said the man
No you wont, no you wont
Said the woman to the man
Ill be thinking of an unrelated thing
Ill be thinking of an unrelated thing
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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The charm of history and its enigmatic lesson consist in the fact that, from age to age, nothing changes and yet everything is completely different.
quote by Aldous Huxley
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The fundamental laws necessary for the mathematical treatment of a large part of physics and the whole of chemistry are thus completely known, and the difficulty lies only in the fact that application of these laws leads to equations that are too complex to be solved.
quote by Paul Dirac
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Cling
Why do I
Cling
To sorrow
When I am in fact
Confronted by joy?
Is it because
Sorrow is
The last remnant I have
Of him?
Of our love?
That to completely be happy,
Is to completely forget?
My heart refuses
To let go
This soon
And would rather
In sadness
Dwell.
poem by Miriam Carreon
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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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What else to remember
What else is there to remember?
Except that you are part and member
Of this beautiful world created by almighty
And that is only fact with real beauty
See the reason behind and obey
Remember him once in a day and pray
Rest all will follow to strengthen your belief
You may enjoy it completely with enough relief
You can hurt anybody by one bitter word
This is how we feel in this selfish world
It may take years to build relation
But few seconds for down gradation
You can’t negate your identity
You will have to live with full continuity
You can’t detach or attach completely
This will be sensed not soon but very lately
We are here to bridge the gulf
The path is unknown and rough
No one knows the outcome and fate
No one can weigh pro and cons at any rate
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Clarity In Reality
you could bump into a stranger, look into their eyes for 1 second and
know your in love...
you could get married, have 3 children and spend more than 20 years
contemplating weather the commitment is what you really want in life...
you could go to university, learn a trade, skill, expertise, then graduate
and do something completely unrelated...
you could even join an organization to effect change, become its
leader and be more stifling/corrupt than the people you removed...
most interestingly, you could search for yourself, long, far and
wide; and after deep psychoanalysis, find a 'you' you'd never
imagine...
poem by Reginald Goodridge
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Odessa - My Principessa
About many famous cities we can talk:
London, Paris, Naples or New York,
But when you walk along Odessa
You will love our principessa
If you are wise enough and not a bore.
The fact is such,
The fact is such:
There's no city in the world
I love so much.
You will smile to the famous Duke,
From the second hatch at him you'll look
And if he gives you the welcoming hand
You will have to understand
That Odessa is the smile of God.
The fact is such,
The fact is such:
There's no city in the world
I love so much.
The girls in our city are the pearls,
God gave them sense of humor and a charm.
You come here and you will see
The beauty of the bluest sea
And you will be surprised but not alarmed.
The fact is such,
The fact is such:
There's no city in the world
I love so much.
And Sasha Pushkin was an odessite,
As here he recalled a wonderous moment
He cursed and praised our and his Odessa
Because he really loved principessa,
Which was and is and always bright.
The fact is such,
The fact is such:
There's no city in the world
I love so much.
You can go any place you like
To New York, Paris or even London,
All of them are really so nice,
But in Odessa you'll be certainly surprised
By the smell of sea, acacia, cherry, linden...
The fact is such,
The fact is such:
There's no city in the world
I love so much.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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And $18 million in three Japanese banks, completely false. That I have two factories in Panama, also completely false. This is part of the counter campaign of some people.
quote by Alberto Fujimori
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The Parts In Relation To The Whole
the parts in relation to the whole are hard to muster
i get lost somehow
confused on this seemingly unrelated part to another part
like seeing the legs of this millipede
when it would have been easier to think of it
as a worm,
i remember being lost in a forest of trees
wild growing trees where i can no longer figure out the shape
of a single leaf
because it is too dark
and damp
too many little things, too many details, that hinder us
from grasping the wholeness of
things
and people and daily events,
i get tired of all these, parts and parts and parts and some more
miniatures of parts, a letter to the word,
speaking in cut phrases
how can i ever understand this and that?
show me the whole
be whole to me as i am whole to you
touch the parts later
relate it always to me
this love is whole, it was never meant to be chopped
like some garlic and onions
this love is an apple that you see and pick from the tree
take it first
in its appleness, then start to bite
every part is sweet, every part is me,
this love
this me, this whole world is me
it must be first to you
then love becomes us.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Everyone for the most part is really nice. There have always been jokes, but that's part of being in the spotlight. You can't make everyone completely happy.
quote by Tina Yothers
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Country Is Like A Body
When one part sick
All parts look unhealthy
When one part missing
All parts get the impact
When one part is weak
Do other parts only blame and not help to fix it?
When one part is failed
Do other parts only let it fall and not support it?
Even it is often forgotten
It doesn't mean it is not important
Even it is always underestimated
It doesn't mean it could completely be ignored
One part may be incapable
But it doesn't mean all parts can do nothing
One part may be invalid
But it doesn't mean all parts should also give up the spirit
In some incredible moment they are working together
In some unseen place they don't stop to struggle
It may be hard but always raises up the hope
It may be small change but always look forward
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter V: Fact
A lie with no fact is an ego
A lie with some fact is an argument
A lie with all fact is a plagiarism
A fact with no lie is a truth
A fact with some lie is a gossip
A fact with all lie is a fiction
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Myself
if you think that i am having long hours
because of poetry
you are not completely correct
part of me is also darkness
the rest is light
there is this part of me that tells
you half of humanity
the rest is what i do not wish to talk about.
if you think that what i have in mind is pure poetry
you are mistaken.
i am waiting for something not poetic
it is on the process of an upload and since i am a free user
it will take a long time.
a very long time, and i in my poverty of spirit
assumes the courage of having to wait
for a long time
for a very long long time
and then when the upload is complete
i click it to play
and then i watch the show
its characters talk about part of myself
my secret dreams my hidden wishes
there is mixture of a drink
of illusion and reality
of fantasy and fact
but if you think, having discovered this secret
that i am all that
you are also mistaken
for part of me is also the sunrise between two breasts of the hills
the rainbow that extends between the thighs of two rivers
and the the white dove of the Ark
that brings the message of an incoming peace.
if you think however that i am harmony
there you are again
you are mistaken.
shall i repeat my old lines for you again?
now you have it, you are right, in this aspect
for i am this and i am that
i am never complete and i am also never empty.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A wizard cannot do everything; a fact most magicians are reticent to admit, let alone discuss with prospective clients. Still, the fact remains that there are certain objects, and people, that are, for one reason or another, completely immune to any direct magical spell. It is for this group of beings that the magician learns the subtleties of using indirect spells. It also does no harm, in dealing with these matters, to carry a large club near your person at all times.
in The Teachings of Ebenezum
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I mean, the part you don't like, I mean, that's the only part. That's the part no one likes, and that is the criticisms, and the unfair criticisms, I might add, of my husband. But that's also just a fact of life in politics.
quote by Laura Bush
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Parting
How I have felt that thing that's called 'to part',
and feel it still: a dark, invincible,
cruel something by which what was joined so well
is once more shown, held out, and torn apart.
In what defenceless gaze at that I've stood,
which, as it, calling to me, let me go,
stayed there, as though it were all womanhood,
yet small and white and nothing more than, oh,
waving, now already unrelated
to me, a sight, continuing wave,--scarce now
explainable: perhaps a plum-tree bough
some perchinig cuckoo's hastily vacated.
Translated by J.B. Leishman
poem by Rainer Maria Rilke
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I'm proud of the fact that I'm the only player to hit a ball completely out of Dodger Stadium.
quote by Willie Stargell
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I mean, I can get things done if I need to, but I can really be completely irresponsible and procrastinate until the very, very, very bitter end. In fact, sometimes I work better under pressure.
quote by Cameron Diaz
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The two are unrelated. I'm not into turtles or space stuff.
quote by Harry Connick Jr.
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