To spend this particular year reading essays to Dennis Robertson as one's supervisor, and, simultaneously, enjoying membership of the group round Keynes was indeed an intellectual treat.
quote by James Meade
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The avoidance of taxes is the only intellectual pursuit that still carries any reward.
quote by John Maynard Keynes
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But with comics you're reading and assimilating an image simultaneously, instead of just reading or watching the tube.
quote by Bill Sienkiewicz
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The Chronicles Of A Day Stranded In Nature Part 4 Spend A Day
One day
I had another fey
Imbroglio... why you there reader would you care?
Why stay there
Reading this... I urge you
That you could share my experiences too
Spend just one fey day at least
In nature stranded with only essentials as for food, don't bring a feast
Spend a day
Reading me, stranded in nature, for that is when you truly know me
Or spend a day, stranded in nature, reading you, for that is when you truly
Truly... find yourself
poem by David Knox
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My Canadian Chronicles 30
Last night was kind of strange for me.
A friend took me long to a small café
to listen to some poetry being read
never thinking for one moment
that I would end up reading mine there.
It happened and I did,
my hands shook when I got up to the mike
and stood there and did my bit,
reading out what I regard the best two poems I have written.
I believe the person who organized it
was thrilled because his little group
suddenly went international when I got up to the mike.
It was a small group of about thirty,
each poet had a different style
and I had an awesome night
standing there
reading at “The Weed.”
18 June 2009
poem by David Harris
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Spinning Around Over You
Baby, tell me that my love ain't good
I don't treat you right
I don't do it like I should
You try to tell me that my heart ain't true
How would I waste my time doin' all I do for you ?
You ask me, baby, why you hesitate
That you just can't wait
But it takes the time it takes
Spinnin' round and round and round and
Spinnin' round and round and round and
Spinnin' round and round over you
You think I dissed you , so you pack your bags
You just kicked me 'round
You just through me out like trash
Now baby, babe, Im on my knees for you
Well I might be late but what you're gonna do ?
Spinnin' round and round and round and
Spinnin' round and round and round and
Spinnin' round and round over you
Baby, baby, gimme half a chance
I could treat you right
I'll give you good times and romance
'Cause baby, baby, I'm in love with you
You're my superstar
Tu es mon petit chouchou yeah
Spinnin' round and round and round
Spinnin' round and round and round
Spinnin' round and round over you
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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Man is a credulous animal, and must believe something; in the absence of good grounds for belief, he will be satisfied with bad ones.
Bertrand Russell in Unpopular Essays - Outline of Intellectual Rubbish (1950)
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The drama may be called that part of theatrical art which lends itself most readily to intellectual discussion: what is left is theater.
quote by Robertson Davies
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The Beach Boys are not a superstar group. The music is the superstar of the group.
quote by Dennis Wilson
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In every chain of reasoning, the evidence of the last conclusion can be no greater than that of the weakest link of the chain, whatever may be the strength of the rest.
Thomas Reid in Essays on the Intellectual Powers of Man (1786)
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No Place To Go
Written by chester burnett.
How many more year - have you got to wreck my life
How many more year - have you got to wreck my life
Well, the way you done me, gonna wreck my life
How many more time - you gonna treat me like you do
How many more time - you gonna treat me like you do
You spend all my money, all my lovin too
Now Im old and grey - got no place to go
Now Im old and grey - got no place to go
You got yourself a youngster, you cant stand me no more
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Trust men and they will be true to you; treat them greatly, and they will show themselves great.
Ralph Waldo Emerson in Essays, First Series: Prudence (1841)
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I Wouldn't Treat A Dog (the Way You Treated Me)
When I was up,
Girl, you were always comin' round
When I needed a friend,
You could never be found.
I've got a hole where my heart used to be.
I wouldn't treat a dog, whoa no baby
The way you treated me. (I couldn't do it to ya, now)
When times were good,
Girl, all your lovin was the same.
When the cold wind got rough,
You hardly knew my name.
You've locked me out and you threw away the key.
I wouldn't treat a dog, whoa no baby,
The way you treated me.
You've got me cryin' for love and I need it,
Beggin' like a dog for a bone.
I know I spend all my time feelin',
Turn my back and you'll leave me one of these old days.
Lord know that it's true,
Just when you need me the most,
Girl, I'll walk right out on you.
I hear you say, beggin' down on your bended knees,
I wouldn't treat a dog, whoa no baby,
The way you treated me.
I've got a hole where my heart used to be,
I wouldn't treat a dog, whoa no baby,
I wouldn't treat a dog, whoa no baby,
The way you..... treated...... me.
song performed by by Cher
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The Swinging Universe
reading a 13th century poet
feeling the sun circling round me
and all the inaccuracies it cast onto me
reading a 20th century poem
feeling the earth circling round the sun
and all its limitations
reading a 30th century poem
feeling the whole universe circling round us
and the privilege to play with its power
reading a 40th century poem
feeling the privilege to swing the
whole universe around us
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Fear is the main source of superstition, and one of the main sources of cruelty. To conquer fear is the beginning of wisdom.
Bertrand Russell in Unpopular Essays - Outline of Intellectual Rubbish (1950)
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Kabir reads 'Kabir
See this fine manuscript
so beautifully illuminated round the picture –
why, it’s none other than Kabir!
reading a book entitled The Poems of Kabir;
he’s smiling, laughing, waving his hands –
how can he be enjoying himself so much?
The manuscript doesn’t tell you this;
only Kabir can tell you, in that other place..
of all the poems, he only recognises two
as poems that he wrote himself..
but here’s Kabir’s delight today:
many of the other poems, he thinks,
are good enough to be his!
How wonderful to be so praised in spirit!
As he reads – see, he’s circled round with angels;
they’re all laughing too.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Kabir reading 'Kabir
See this fine manuscript
so beautifully illuminated round the picture –
why, it’s none other than Kabir!
reading a book entitled The Poems of Kabir;
he’s smiling, laughing, waving his hands –
how can he be enjoying himself so much?
The manuscript doesn’t tell you this;
only Kabir can tell you, in that other place..
of all the poems, he only recognises two
as poems that he wrote himself..
but here’s Kabir’s delight today:
many of the other poems, he thinks,
could pass for his!
How wonderful to be so praised in spirit!
As he reads – see, he’s circled round with angels;
they’re all laughing too.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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A Dog's Purpose
Britt Robertson, Josh Gad, Dennis Quaid, Peggy Lipton, Juliet Rylance, Pooch Hall, Luke Kirby, Nicole LaPlaca
by Cathryn Michon from A Dog's Purpose (2017)
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A Famous Man
he was observing from the
upper part of his terrace
an old woman down the street
eating a ripe mango
without slicing them
using her bare hands
peeling it and sucking
the pulp
savoring every sap
she is enjoying it
she is enjoying it
she is enjoying it
that is what he says
he writes, she is enjoying it
and yet he is so famous
in this city
munching what fame is
there
tailored for him
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Words From A Husband To A Wife (Envelope Couplet Sestets)
Spend your time with me until the night end
as we attend a party at the house of a friend
smile and talk to me as if I am someone else
laugh merrily at the jokes our host tells,
while you dance with me where the stairs bend,
spend your time with me until the night end.
Spend your time with me until the night end
smile coyly while a drink I recommend,
treat me like a stranger you have just met
while our eyes are just on each other set,
let your glance shy before mind descend,
spend your time with me until the night end.
Spend your time with me until the night end
even if our friends do not really comprehend
why we are different from our old stances
why we are romancing in all our glances
while like some strangers we together blend,
spend your time with me until the night end.
Spend your time with me until the night end
as if life on a moment do depend
while you act just like a brand new lover,
as if our feelings we did rediscover,
as if we met only on a godsend,
spend your time with me until the night end.
Spend your time with me until the night end,
friendly greet the old smiling reverend
while we proudly walk past to our dinner
as if we are just two love-struck sinners,
while our unfamiliarity we do pretend,
spend your time with me until the night end.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Welcome to the Club
Welcome to the club
Of six billion people
Each one convinced
There a membership of one
And constantly asserting
That they're all alone
While everyone around them
Searches daily too belong
In activities and routines
Finding diversions and pursuits
But always saying no one knows
The pain of smiles suffering
When everyone has a card
In a membership of one
To a club that has 6 billion
And growing more alone.
poem by Kevin Patrick
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