Attention is the way social primates measure status. It is highly rewarding because it causes the release of brain chemicals such as dopamine and endorphins.
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Action leads to Attention. that in the short-term releases Rewarding brain chemicals and in the long term improves reproductive success.
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For no continuity of social act is possible without a corresponding social status and the many different kinds of act required in an industrial state, with its high degree of specialization, make for corresponding classification of status.
quote by Kenneth Burke
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Pride attaches undue importance to the superiority of one's status in the eyes of others And shame is fear of humiliation at one's inferior status in the estimation of others. When one sets his heart on being highly esteemed, and achieves such rating, then he is automatically involved in fear of losing his status.
Primates will continue to play social games without the least insight into what is killing them.
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Scientific Angels
Scientific angels help me create
Amygdule, hippocampus on fire
Neurons and neurotransmitters
Wonderful serotonin and endorphins
Frontal lobes like an executive branch
Diagnostic centers where logic blends
Limbic system and neo-cortex
Neuropath ways filled with emotion
Comprehending feelings
Poetry is chemical my friends
Take your vitamin B and C
Let the amino acids flow
Dopamine and the quiet pensive mood
We are wonderfully and fearfully made!
Scientific angels of the hemispheres
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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It Pays To Be Considerate
It pays to be considerate of others
No matter how selfish our intentions
To seek to get attention for ourselves
The rewards of receiving peaceful sleep
Is more beneficial than those social invitations
We believe puts us in a certain class status
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The things women find rewarding about work are, by and large, the same things that men find rewarding and include both the inherent nature of the work and the social relationships.
quote by Grace Baruch
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Socially Acceptable
Strange rules of acceptance.
Relative physical size.
Important indelible icon; to social primates.
Ignorance renders opinions useless.
Power money ever handsome.
Privilegeless proletariat lack such
seemingly saving grace.
Important indelible icon; to social primitives.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Be euphoric
It is with the release of endorphins
That you feel good and are euphoric.
It happens when you are in love and courting.
It also happens after a hard run
Or a toiling game, notwithstanding strains.
The sportsmen aren’t a womanizer.
27.01.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Self-rewarding Pat On the Backs
A fading influence,
Is protected from ruin.
And from the eyes of those,
That have been overdosed...
With,
Excited.
Invited.
Self-rewarding,
Pat on the backs.
A fading influence,
Is protected from ruin.
And from the eyes of those,
That have been overdosed...
With,
Excited.
Invited.
Self-rewarding,
Pat on the backs.
And sit relaxed...
Like,
Fat cats!
Shoveled away,
Is the scent of manure.
People who endured it,
Reached and sought for better days.
Some folks who stayed,
Pray on wounded knees.
Hoping that the sky will open,
To release,
Gold trimmed silver trinkets as they please.
And some sneeze from the gold dust rubbed.
With,
Excited.
Invited.
Self-rewarding,
Pat on the backs.
Hoping that the sky will open,
To release,
Gold trimmed silver trinkets as they please.
And some sneeze from the gold dust rubbed.
With,
Excited.
Invited.
Self-rewarding,
Pat on the backs.
And from the eyes of those,
That have been overdosed...
A fading influence,
Is protected from ruin.
With,
Excited.
Invited.
Self-rewarding,
Pat on the backs.
Excited.
Invited.
Self-reward ing,
Pat on the backs.
Pat on the backs,
Like relaxed fat cats!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Social Classes
The Social Classes
I tried to measure my individual status
Against this worlds benchmark
Pondering on common open remarks
Researching from newspapers
And listening to the media
Learning from decades of history
Some of those events remain a mystery
Trying to unfold the logic
Of the class differences in today’s modern society
Upper Class, Upper Class my foot
These are merely wealthy tycoons
Most of them born with golden spoons
Luck is needed to belong to this ring
Its liking flying to the moon
In a hot aired balloon
Or trying to sing
Through a key ring
Their moral obligation
As a minority of the nation
Is to obtain the best and most expensive education
They make damn well sure
Mechanisms are in place to differentiate
And ensure infinity of inequality
Like ownership of earths land
Placing humans beings in separate class bands
With a unique voice
You could release some hit songs
And become a millionaire
And join the so called
Socioeconomic class
Beware most of these people don’t care
You may never belong
I am not alone
I have not being blessed with this privilege
I wish all social classes could just merge
And unite as one
Maybe we may then be able to get rid of the gun
Right under your very nose
Right under the sun
Middle Class, Middle Class
This is the centre
Of confusion for the masses
The obvious gap between the rich and the poor
Here there is everything to live and die for
Hardworking families with two incomes
Dreaming of a random lucky lottery storm
Middle class people are so vain
Everyone striving for prestigious and wealthy gains
You are judged by your looks and your lifestyle
You are judged by what you wear from a lengthy mile
If you are making a considerable racket
In the labour market
You are always adored
People will always laugh at your dry jokes and never get bored
As an individual
One of my chances as usual
To improve my status in this class is
Societies and clubs
Where my expectations
Could be me met
If I have contacts
To the people in the right positions
This is the common norm
One you must conform
To be accepted
Lower Class Lower Class
Some of these people
Play quite skilful jazz
These are the lowest of the lot
The group everyone has simply forgot
Drug addicts, beggars and the homeless
Those whose situation is inevitably hopeless
Permanent consistent hardship
They are on an isolate platform
Constantly hungry looking raw boned
Many resorting to liquor and weed
To get highly stoned
Prayers are voiced in each days struggle
Pleading knowingly for a quick miracle
The Society’s Social classes
What unites us all?
Life!
poem by Sylvia Chidi (17 October 2005)
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Man With Two Hearts
Like a man who has two hearts
Both of them worlds apart
Both of them play their part you know
Like a man who has two wives
His life the becomes alibis
Nobody asks him why you know
Can there be peace
Between the heart and the brain?
No release always the same
I wont come here again
Like a man who has one hand
Still he does what he can
Shows he is twice the man you are
Are we just beasts
With our burdens of pain
No release always the same
Cut off my legs
Torture and maim
Im back here again
Like a man who has two hearts
One day they fell apart
Both of them played their part you know
Can there be peace
Between the heart and the brain
No release to try is in vain
Stories repeat always the same
I wont come here again.
song performed by by Men At Work
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Endorphins
In the trials of my youth---
I courted temptation as absolute necessity...
Craving the endorphins;
You know the feel good chemicals--
Released at moments of heated desire?
Remembering how they played with
All of my sensory nerves...
Coming so alive with blushed feeling;
Thriving in the fires of need;
Aiming for the culmination--
The peak of the communion...
And the sated afterglow that followed;
Ah, yesterdays 'feel good'
Alas, todays 'so far gone'
Underneath The Umbrella
July,2010
poem by Theodora Onken
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Hospitable Hosts
To thieve and take,
May increase one's social status...
Among thieves.
And there are plenty who fake,
Being more than just thieves.
But a gathering of thieves does not perfume the air.
No matter what is used to diffuse the stench...
Many are proud to stink so loudly.
As viewed with noses lifted high in despair.
To thieve and take,
May increase one's social status...
Among thieves.
And there are plenty who fake,
Being more than just thieves.
Some even pretend to be humanitarian.
If not tax deducting philanthropers.
However...
Those who know they are straight up crooks,
Are the most entertaining and hospitable hosts.
They ensure everyone is provided comfort.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Do You Measure Up?
If you measure yourself by ambition,
There will always be someone more ambitious than you.
If you measure yourself by money,
There is always someone wealthier than you.
If you measure yourself by power,
There is always someone more powerful than you.
If you measure yourself with material things,
There is always someone with more stuff than you.
If you measure yourself by where you are in life,
There is always someone farther down the path than you.
If you measure yourself by appearance,
There is always someone that appears than you.
If you measure yourself by God,
Then we are all the same.
We are all wonderfully and beautifully made.
God is love.
And love has no end.
So in God's heart,
You will always measure up!
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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We know that if memory is destroyed in one part of the brain, it can be sometimes re-created on a different part of the brain. And once we can unravel that amino chain of chemicals that is responsible for memory, I see no reason why we can't unlock it and, essentially, wipe out what's there.
quote by J. Michael Straczynski
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Time relieves
Indebtedness, economic downfall,
Dent in social status, conflict in family,
Fear of punishment, shame and guilt
Might have driven you to the extreme end.
Think that it is the time that has driven you
And that those factors are the tools of time.
The time is not constant; so is the status.
26.09.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Going Unnatural
Encountering no problem,
If follow straight path,
Life becomes hell,
If nothing goes well,
If you brush well,
No pain in tooth,
No more tooth decay
And no more bad smell,
If you pay attention,
And study well,
Less will be tension,
Good will me mention,
If foundation laid strong,
You will be best among,
Name will be on top,
March no one can stop,
If natural water flow is stopped,
Low area will be submerged,
Surface water logged,
Traffic standstill and vehicles bogged,
If deforestation unchecked,
Land become barren and looks naked,
Forest wealth decline and totally lost,
It may cause havoc with heavy cost,
Adding chemicals in water,
And making rivers polluted,
Nature’s impact diluted,
More problems invited,
Intake of excessive rich food,
Burning of more fire wood,
All leads to harm and more disaster,
All in ignorance if not heeded to master,
Late in bed and not early rising,
System failure more and problem arising,
No evening walk or no light exercise,
Body wears more and result not precise,
Isolation such that you can’t even dream,
Doing for a self great irreparable harm,
No social status and lack welcome warm,
So anything unnatural invites more attention,
Answers you find less and face more questions,
Life not peaceful and face more tension,
Wide will be a gap and no more liaison
It has been a lesson not to go unnatural,
neither will be ethical nor even moral,
failure chances more than great success,
nature will help if have more access
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Not all chemicals are bad. Without chemicals such as hydrogen and oxygen, for example, there would be no way to make water, a vital ingredient in beer.
quote by Dave Barry
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The Chemicals
True love never changes and,
It comes straight from the heart;
So what are we going to do about it when,
We've found love?
Be very proud of your colour and,
Be yourself at all times.
It is very sad for a black person to use chemicals on the body,
By bleaching it to change the colour;
But think twice before you use these chemicals!
To the humanistic and hedonistic models,
What are you doing to your bodies? !
Infact, our attitudes are being shaped by the horrors around us;
And, many do not know what they are doing.
The truth must be said to them,
And changes are very effective to the human mind;
But, these are the shadows of things to come.
It is now time for us to purse and think,
For the chemicals will rather destroy us than we think.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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