In all affairs it's a healthy thing now and then to hang a question mark on the things you have long taken for granted.
quote by Bertrand Russell
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In all things it is a good idea to hang a question mark now and then on the things we have taken for granted.
quote by Bertrand Russell
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Look back
Hang a question mark on the things
You have taken granted so far.
It will help you cut short errors
Before it is too late to set it right.
15.06.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Simple Question Mark
Day after day I haven’t seen your face
So many things I didn’t know what you’re thinking too
There’s emptiness between us
And I can’t hang it anymore
So baby, let me ask you a simple question mark
Are you still in love with me?
Just answer yes or no
And I don’t mind if you leave me now
Before my heart is more broken
Broken down
Night after night you didn’t call me
Don’t you know I’m so worry about
There’s something wrong with our love
And I can’t hang it anymore
So baby, let you answer a simple question mark
Are you still care about me?
Don’t you lie if you won’t hurt me
Before my heart is more broken
Broken down
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Most extremely healthy people frequently experience of intense affirmation and certainty; Maslow called these "peak experiences." No one had made this discovery before because it had never struck anyone that a science calling itself "psychology" and professing to be a science of the human mind (not merely the sick mind), ought to form its estimate of human beings by taking into account healthy minds as well as sick ones. A sick man talks obsessively about his illness; a healthy man never talks about his health; for as Pirandello points out, we take happiness for granted, and only begin to question life when we are unhappy.
quote by Colin Wilson
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Stop Dont Panic
My heads under pressure baby
Lifes the same
Its a suicidal incubator thats killing my brain
There must be some sonic infiltrator making the strain
See Im a high-pressure operator
In case the same
Stop dont panic, its just a thing I do
Its not so tragic, nothing to hold on to
Im like a tiger in a cage so Im afraid
How do I stop this crazy rage
Im not so cool about my own route
Im gonna hit my switch and fly through
Stop, dont panic, its just a thing I do
Its not, so tragic, nothing to hang on to
Stop dont panic, its just a thing I do
Its not so tragic, nothing to hang on to
Something I hang on to
Its just a thing I do
Nothing to hang on to
Stop, its just a thing I do
Nothing to hang on to
Its just a thing I do
Nothing to hang on to
song performed by by Jamiroquai
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Yes
Say one thing,
Then say another.
Words are strong,
Yes they are,
But this question,
Confuses me.
I look back,
And remember,
You being jealous,
About my friend.
I look back,
And remember,
What you said,
When you asked me out.
I look back,
And remember,
What you did,
When I wouldn't,
Hang out with you.
I look back,
And remember,
That you were,
There when I was sad.
I think about the question,
And remember things.
My answer,
Is yes.
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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Hang In Long Enough
The signs are getting clearer, clearer than you need
The writings on the wall, for you to see
You never thought youd ever get the taste
You never thought that it could be this good
Just tell me what you want and Ill find the key
Reach out and touch its all yours.
If you hang in long enough, youll do it
Just hang in long enough
Youre down on the ground, or so you say
Youd sell the hole in your pocket, if you could find a way
Dont ask me how I know, you dont wanna hear
Its been a long hard road, and the end is getting near.
You never thought youd ever get the chance
You never thought your break would come along
If you tell me what you want, Ill find the key
Just reach out and touch its all yours
If you hang in...
They always say
The best things in life are free
But you want to have everything
Well youre going to have to beg if you want it all.
So hang in long enough, youll do it
Hang in long enough
Theyll let you out, then pull you in
Playing hell with your emotions,
Youll feel like giving in.
So just hang in long enough...
song performed by by Phil Collins
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Comprehension
Philosophical hypocrisies,
Are easy to dropp and leave.
The status quo is in a state of shambles.
And how things go is percieved,
As the way they ought to be!
Whatever is said and how it gets done...
Few question motives anymore.
Nothing today has a validity that stays,
To compare to what was done before.
There once was a time when good advice was sought...
To bring about a comprehension to resolve.
But misunderstandings communicated now...
Is a goal many achieve to flaunt and not dissolve.
The right thing wished is dismissed for the wrong,
As if it belongs in affairs!
And no one dares to question end results...
For fear an accountability,
Will examine a stagnation...
That attempts a clarity without the use of insults!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thousand Fold
(j. buckley)
I have no desire to make contact with all the thought of no, no.
I shiver now, to think of how this answer asked her, no.
Long time gone.
I run to my hide out.
There aint a star born that brightens
More than you, you always should have known,
Ill illuminate your question,
Long time ago Id died and gone.
What has brought the question?
Time has brought the question.
Come and call the question, oh, oh, oh.
Here are the stars, same thing again
Over, over, over, over, over, over
Over, over, over, over, over, over.
song performed by by Jeff Buckley
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Just Hang On
When I was young
back when life was fun,
I recall the words my papa said.
He said to be a man,
you gotta try and understand,
there's one thing that you must know.
If you want to go far,
well, set yourself a goal,
and just hang on, just hang on.
And if you do this my son,
your gonna make it someday,
Just hang on, my son.
That's the only way.
Well it wasn't long
when I left daddy's home,
all alone with no place to be.
With a great surprise,
it looked me straight in the eyes,
a red guitar and the dreams of a star.
If you want to go far,
set yourself a goal,
and just hang on, just hang on.
And if you do this my son,
you're gonna make it someday,
just hang on, my son.
That's the only way.
That's the only way.
You'll be a star some day.
I say, Lord, let me hear you play.
Play on...
song performed by by 38 Special
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Panic
Panic on the streets of london
Panic on the streets of birmingham
I wonder to myself
Could life ever be sane again ?
The leeds side-streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself
Hopes may rise on the grasmere
But honey pie, you're not safe here
So you run down
To the safety of the town
But there's panic on the streets of carlisle
Dublin, dundee, humberside
I wonder to myself
Burn down the disco
Hang the blessed dj
Because the music that they constantly play
It says nothing to me about my life
Hang the blessed dj
Because the music they constantly play
On the leeds side-streets that you slip down
Or provincial towns you jog 'round
Hang the dj, hang the dj, hang the dj
Hang the dj, hang the dj, hang the dj
Hang the dj, hang the dj, hang the dj
Hang the dj, hang the dj
Hang the dj, hang the dj
Hang the dj, hang the dj, hang the dj
Hang the dj, hang the dj
Hang the dj, hang the dj
Hang the dj, hang the dj, hang the dj
Hang the dj, hang the dj
Hang the dj, hang the dj
Hang the dj, hang the dj
Thankyou ...
song performed by by Smiths
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Yesterdays Men
An insolent speck of youth
Being taken for a walk
So tightly by the ear
That he can hardly talk
Yesterdays men hang to today
To sing in the old-fashioned way
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run
A metropolitan marathon
Has been held today
But who you need to catch
Will be coming the other way
Yesterdays men hang to today
To sing in any old way
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run
Because when youre told to start
How far can you go
When your race is won
And you already know
Because when youre told to stop
How far will you go
When your race is run
And you already know
Yesterdays men hang to today,
To sing in any old way,
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run
Will it get better in the long run
Will we be here in the long run
Yesterdays men hang to today,
To sing in any old way,
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run
Will it get better in the long run
Will we be here in the long run
Do, do, do, hang on in the long run.
song performed by by Madness
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That's an interesting question. I would say that in general Americans know very little about the law. It's one of those things that most of us take for granted.
quote by Christopher Darden
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Hang
She grabs her magazines
She packs her things and she goes
She leaves the pictures hanging on the wall, she burns all
Her notes and she knows, shes been here too few years
To feel this old
He smokes his cigarette, he stays outside til its gone
If anybody ever had a heart, he wouldnt be alone
He knows, shes been here too few years to be gone
And we always say, it would be good to go away someday
But if theres nothing there to make things change
If its the same for you Ill just hang
The trouble understand, is she got reasons he dont
Funny how I couldnt see it at all
til she grabbed up her coat
And she goes, shes been here too few years to take it all in stride
But still its much too long, to let hurt go(you let her go)
And we always say, it would be good to go away, someday
But if theres nothing there to make things change
If its the same for you Ill just hang
The same for you
Ill always hang
Well I always say, it would be good to go away
But if things dont work out like we think
And theres nothing there to ease this ache
But if theres nothing there to make things change
If its the same for you Ill just hang
song performed by by Matchbox 20
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Hang
She grabs her magazines
She packs her things and she goes
She leaves the pictures hanging on the wall, she burns all
Her notes and she knows, shes been here too few years
To feel this old
He smokes his cigarette, he stays outside til its gone
If anybody ever had a heart, he wouldnt be alone
He knows, shes been here too few years, to be gone
And we always say, it would be good to go away, someday
But if theres nothing there to make things change
If its the same for you Ill just hang
The trouble understand, is she got reasons he dont
Funny how he couldnt see at all, til she
Grabbed up her coat
And she goes, shes been here too few years to take it all in stride
But still its much too long, to let the hurt go (you let her go)
And we always say, it would be good to go away, someday
But if theres nothing there to make things change
If its the same for you Ill just hang
The same for you
Ill always hang
Well I always say, it would be good to go
Away
But if things dont work out like we think
And theres nothing here to ease the ache
But it theres nothing there to make things change
If its the same for you Ill just hang
song performed by by Matchbox Twenty
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Rubaiyat 22
I needed to hang on to her curly ring,
Help me please, let my affairs take wing.
Said, release my hair, instead take my lips,
Let go of long life, with good times swing.
poem by Shams al-Din Hafiz
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We Are Who We Are
Do you ever ask yourself why?
Why do I say the things I do?
Why is it I have these feelings?
Why can't I find the reason to my life?
Do you ever wonder if?
If life changed.
If you died.
If you were to go insane.
Do you go around asking yourself what?
What am i doing?
What am I supossed to do?
What day is it?
Do you ever look in the mirrior and asked yourself things?
Do I look fat?
Do I look acceptible for work?
Do I have enough time for one more thing?
If we are so independant and confident as a human race,
why do we ask why?
Why do you always find ifs in things?
What do we always question things for?
Why do we question who we are?
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Fill Me Up
I just had to let you know
'Cause I don't always let it show
You give me needed room to grow
And I just had to tell you so
You fill me up, you're in my veins
A look could take my breath away
And all these things, you give away
Sometimes I take for granted
It's just like poetry inside
To hear you breathing by my side
Like I'm in heaven and I've died
So glad you're with me for this ride
You fill me up, you're in my veins
A look could take my breath away
And all these things, you give away
Sometimes I take for granted
I see your face to start my day
Makes all my bad dreams go away
And all the stupid games we play
Wouldn't have it any other way
You fill me up, you're in my veins
A look could take my breath away
And all these things, you give away
Sometimes I take for granted
You fill me up, you're in my veins
A look could take my breath away
And all these things, you give away
Sometimes I take for granted
song performed by by Staind
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It's no longer a question of staying healthy. It's a question of finding a sickness you like.
quote by Jackie Mason
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Children of Our Age
We are children of our age,
it's a political age.
All day long, all through the night,
all affairs--yours, ours, theirs--
are political affairs.
Whether you like it or not,
your genes have a political past,
your skin, a political cast,
your eyes, a political slant.
Whatever you say reverberates,
whatever you don't say speaks for itself.
So either way you're talking politics.
Even when you take to the woods,
you're taking political steps
on political grounds.
Apolitical poems are also political,
and above us shines a moon
no longer purely lunar.
To be or not to be, that is the question.
And though it troubles the digestion
it's a question, as always, of politics.
To acquire a political meaning
you don't even have to be human.
Raw material will do,
or protein feed, or crude oil,
or a conference table whose shape
was quarreled over for months;
Should we arbitrate life and death
at a round table or a square one?
Meanwhile, people perished,
animals died,
houses burned,
and the fields ran wild
just as in times immemorial
and less political.
poem by Wislawa Szymborska
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