TV's ""real"" agenda is to be ""liked,"" because if you like what you're seeing, you'll stay tuned. TV is completely unabashed about this; it's its sole raison.
quote by David Foster Wallace
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Nothing Is Going To Change
Apparently we are going to have an election soon,
Maybe or maybe not, later this year during a full moon,
Without set-date elections we really don’t know or have a clue,
We have to wait for an obscure political-party move.
Where binding referendums are completely banned and forbidden,
And the idea of propositions, completely overridden,
Where equalization is not allowed in first-past-the-post,
Where party politicians are busy and completely engrossed.
They are strictly forbidden to have an independent thought,
No matter how many US universities they taught,
They have to stay restricted within their own party agenda,
And keep pumping out and repeating the most stupid propaganda.
Jan 15th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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Poor Fish And Raison Pie
Poor Fish and raison pie came my way one day.
Sometimes my poor fish don`t go away
so quickly as eye try to make them
slide into my belly to fill my hungry want.
I found an ice cream melted raison pie.
I could NOT eat it all.
Sometimes I have so many blessings,
I wonder iff there is any left in Heaven.
Poor Shrim: Pe and fish and old potatoes.
Some Jalepnoes and then some more peppers.
Popcorn for later, to make me feel much better.
There is always room for more.
I could NOT eat it all.
I left some raison pie unfinished.
There will always be some more poor fish
and raison pie.
poem by Charles Hice
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Everything is a subject. Every subject has a rhythm. To feel it is the raison detre. The photograph is a fixed moment of such a raison detre, which lives on in itself.
quote by Andre Kertesz
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Keeping An Agenda Makes A Difference
Hoping I'd awaken next to someone who had thrilled,
Is a heartache I had dumped.
Wishing for someone to come to undo all my ills,
Is a heartached I had dumped.
Keeping faith and praying I would find somebody real,
Is a heartache I had dumped.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
Yes I believe...
Priorities kept in sight,
Eventually makes things turn out right...
If a patience isn't hit by a car,
Or struck by lightening.
Yes I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
Hoping I'd awaken next to someone who had thrilled,
Is a heartache I had dumped.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
Wishing for someone to come to undo all my ills,
Is a heartached I had dumped.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
Keeping faith and praying I would find somebody real,
Is a heartache I had dumped.
Yes I believe...
Priorities kept in sight,
Eventually makes things turn out right...
If a patience isn't hit by a car,
Or struck by lightening.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
With eyes opened wide.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
With eyes opened wide.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
And I believe...
Keeping an agenda makes a difference.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Real
While you were away,
It was difficult to stay completely without you...
Here on my mind all the time.
And how it is I could not remain real.
You are not to be substituted.
Nothing about you can be diluted to delude.
While you were away,
It was harder to say whatever you did...
Was not noticeably missed.
It was.
Every contributing nuance and piece of it,
Came to life to be revealed.
And...
You have the keys to unlock and open,
The excitement felt in my heart.
And...
You more than can show,
Why I have adored you from the very start.
And...
How it is to feel,
Real.
While you were away,
I knew...
Nothing about you can be diluted to delude.
You,
Just keep it too real.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Future Wife
You are my sole hope in all my life.
The last dejection has gone away
When I met you on that very day.
All the troubles are completely gone;
From now on, I am no more alone.
You are my sole hope in all my life,
My all reason to live – my future wife.
Living and hoping to still keep you
By my heart and soul – and it's for true,
My all reason to live, my future wife.
I'd love to live by your side to death,
And take away, for you, my last breath.
I can be everything when you are near,
And leave behind any issues; my dear.
You are my sole hope in all my life,
You've really made me the man I am,
And got me head over heels out of jam
– My all reason to live, my future wife.
You are my sole hope in all my life,
My all reason to live – my future wife.
poem by Walid Boureghda
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Cloaked and Hidden Agenda
You think I can't see through your strategy?
Or your cloaked and hidden agenda.
You think your creepiness comes to bother me?
Or your cloaked and hidden agenda.
You think me to be weak and a bit naïve.
You think my eyes are closed to your deceit.
But I'm a product of these urban streets!
And that cloaked and hidden agenda.
I've got a remedy to chill the heat,
Of that cloaked and hidden agenda.
We'll see which one is stunned with frozen feet.
When you free that hidden agenda.
My mind is not blinded or fast asleep.
I see right through you and I don't have to peep.
That repeated game will be your defeat.
With that cloaked and hidden agenda!
You think I can't see through your strategy?
Or your cloaked and hidden agenda.
You think me to be weak and a bit naïve.
You think my eyes are closed to your deceit.
But I'm a product of these urban streets!
And that cloaked and hidden agenda.
I've got a remedy to chill the heat.
We'll see which one is stunned with frozen feet.
You think me to be weak and a bit naïve.
But I'll beat that hidden agenda!
Those tactics that you use will be put to bed.
With everything you've done and everything you've said.
And I'm going to be the one to end your dread.
And your cloaked and hidden agenda!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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But in the right-wing media, they do have a right-wing bias. And they also have an agenda. So their agenda is: we're an adjunct of the Republican Party, and we're going push that agenda every day, and, as you say, brand these stories that help further the right-wing cause.
quote by Al Franken
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Mysterys Solved
With all the shades of truth absorbed does it become black and white?
A settlement with ones own agenda, does the agenda succeed?
A proceed of honesty, does this create enough hope?
At a loss of words, will I choke?
Is it so easy to accept what you don't understand?
In every action lies a question to be followed
Like two peas in a pod beware
With a love I over analyse and write
While some become fiction
Other are very real
But I will not point you in the right direction
For mysteries must be solved on ones own accord
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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O Sole Mio
With pavarotti
Che bella cosa na jurnata e sole,
Naria serena doppo na tempesta!
Pe llaria fresca pare gi na festa...
Che bella cosa na jurnata e sole.
Ma natu sole
Cchi bello, oje ne.
o sole mio
Sta nfronte a te!
Quanno fa notte e o sole se ne scenne,
Me vene quase na malincunia;
Sotto a fenesta toia restarria
Quanno fa notte e o sole se ne scenne.
Ma natu sole
Cchi bello, oje ne.
o sole mio
Sta nfronte a te!
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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O Sole Mio
Che bella cosa na jurnata e sole,
Naria serena doppo na tempesta!
Pe llaria fresca pare gina festa...
Che bella cosa na jurnata e sole.
Ma natu sole
Cchibello, oje ne.
o sole mio
Sta nfronte a te!
Quanno fa notte e o sole se ne scenne,
Me vene quase na malincunia;
Sotto a fenesta toia restarria
Quanno fa notte e o sole se ne scenne.
Ma natu sole
Cchibello, oje ne.
o sole mio
Sta nfronte a te!
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Someone I Am Not
You'd like for me to be for you someone I am not.
You'd like for me to dropp my priorities,
And put your agenda on top.
Stop!
Wasting my time I have never found comforting.
Or deciding my life is less important than yours,
Has never occurred to blur my vision.
Any door of opportunity I see for me that is open,
I am going to walk through it.
And your attempts to block me...
Is a notice from you I do not deserve.
And ignoring you does not take neither courage,
Or nerve.
You're just another observed fool in my way!
Move,
You can not stay here to pluck or shuck...
Not at this door to cross a threshold.
You'd like for me to be for you someone I am not.
You'd like for me to dropp my priorities,
And put your agenda on top.
Stop!
What have you not heard?
Do you wish for me to show you,
I can be insensitive?
Someone I am not.
But I can deliver a believable portrayal,
Whenever someone has that as a need.
You'd like for me to be for you someone I am not.
You'd like for me to dropp my priorities,
And put your agenda on top.
Stop!
I prefer to be left to be someone I am.
Not to be changed into someone I am not!
Although I am quick to defend against,
Misdeeds and their intentions.
With a noticeable determination.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Murder In High-heels
Hey, with a sleight of hand and then a word of mouth
Shes a cat been caged too long and now shes breakin out
Well, get it straight, you better cross your heart
cause sparks are gonna fly, let me tell you what its all about
Better run for cover, babe, shes gonna make her move
You know she could, shes a get rich bitch
You better get her while the gettins good
Shes a vision in leather, like salt on a wound
Just a turn of a knob and shes real fine tuned
But shes murder in high-heels
She aint the girl next door worth waitin for
Well youre playin with the fire, a pool of sweats lyin on the floor
Shell bring you to your knees, and when youre laid to rest
Shes gonna give you something, shes gonna get it off her chest
(yeah yeah yeah)
Shes a vision in leather, like salt on a wound
Just a turn of a knob and shes real fine tuned - here she comes
Hes a vision in leather, like salt on a wound
Just a turn of a knob and shes real fine tuned
But shes murder in high heels
song performed by by Kiss
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Do You Even Know Me?
Do you even know me?
I walk down the street so many are completely oblivious to who I really am.
I wish to know everyone.
Like best friends.
To trust, in the inner most exposing.
A naked body cradled lying on the ground.
Water flows freely to every extremity.
Feeling equal inside.
Throwing away every last bit of pride.
Do you even know me?
I walk down the street so many are completely oblivious to who I really am.
I wish to know everyone.
A persona amplified by class.
I want to eliminate all of it as I pass.
We are all flawed.
Why in our eyes all that is seen is rejection?
Stay away from me you have an infection.
A carcinogenic ailment.
Oh it spreads to quickly.
Do you even know me?
I walk down the street so many are completely oblivious to who I really am.
I wish to know everyone.
Do you even know me?
I walk down the street so many are completely oblivious to who I really am.
I wish to know everyone.
Do you even know me?
I walk down the street so many are completely oblivious to who I really am.
I wish to know everyone.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Tuned Out
I'M SO TENED IN I FEEL LEFT OUT. I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M ALL ABOUT. I TALK TOO MUCH, I NEVER SHUT UP. CAN'T YOU SEE, I'M DRINKIN' FROM FROM A BROKEN CUP. I CAN'T DRIVE A CAR. SO I GRAB A METRO BUS, AND I DRIVE IT REAL, REAL FAR. C'MON BABY, LET ME SHOW YOU HOW. BE LIKE ME. COME ON AND JUST TUNE OUT. I'M TUNED OUT. I KNOW EVERY ONE. BUT THEY ALL KNOW THAT SOMETIMES MAN, I JUST AIN'T NO FUN
song performed by by Zeke
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Real Real Gone
I'm real real gone
I got hit by a bow and arrow
You got me down to the very marrow
You're a friend of mine
And i'm real real gone
On the radio
Music coming and i hear
Sam cooke's voice
Well i know i don't have any choice
That's the way it is
And i'm real, real real gone, man
I can't stand up by myself
Don't you know, baby, i need your help
You're a friend of mine
And i'm real real gone, alright
Well, i'm dancing
Dancing till my, till my body's soaking wet
Till i'm completely wet with sweat
Once i've started i'm just real real gone, man
I got hit by a bow and arrow
Got me down to the very marrow
You're a friend of mine, and i'm
Real gone, man
Well the music's playing
On the radio
And the night is filled with space
When my fingertips touch your face
You're a friend of mine
And i'm, i'm real real gone
Help me stand up
Help me stand up
All by myself
You're a friend of mine
And i'm real, i'm real real gone
Real gone
I got hit by a bow and arrow
(fade to end)
song performed by by Van Morrison
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The mainstream media has its own agenda. They do not want to print the facts. They have an agenda, they have a slant, they have a bias. It is outrageous to me.
quote by Curt Weldon
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One sole God; One sole ruler, — his Law; One sole interpreter of that law — Humanity.
quote by Giuseppe Mazzini
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God is a frequency. Stay tuned.
quote by Alan Cohen
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Now more than ever, America needs an agenda for real change.
quote by Rick Larsen
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