In reality, everyone is good in bed. Close eyes. Shutdown brain. Pause as necessary. Restart brain. Open eyes. What's there to not be good at? Bed is the one place where laziness is rewarded.
quote by John Dobbin
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Bad Brain
I used to be an A student
I never used to complain
I used to be a truant
But I'm still the same
Bad bad brain
Bad bad brain
I used to go to parties
I used to drink champagne
Now I'm beginning to feel the strain
Bad bad brain
I used to be in show biz
I used to have fortune and fame
I used to have pleasure and pain
I used to have a name
Bad bad brain
Now I'm on the Bowery
I can't remember my name
Bad bad brain
Bad bad brain
Bad bad brain...bad bad brain...
song performed by by Ramones from Road To Ruin
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The Definition Of Insane! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
i think that when people become insane
its cuz they believe in their brain
you can make it say a thousand voices
If you didn't know you controlled the noises
and you actually started to believe
that you might just be unique
and them words in your mind
was from a different kind
you can also see what you wanna see
just close your eyes and believe
all of a sudden theres a swarm of bees
just close your eyes and believe
wouldn't that make you crazy
if you couldn't control your brain waves
you thought the voice was comin from above yourself
when there never was anybody else
poem by James Harding
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Get Loose
Whether you're whinin' it grindin' it or straight tworkin' it
I don't care as long as you're workin' it
Ride the vibes until you get into it
I guarantee for sure you'll be lovin' it
Whether you came alone to leave with someone
Or with your crew to party til' the night is done
Do your thang aint nobody stoppin' you
It's whateva all I want for you to do is...
Close your eyes and just groove
Don't stand there come on move
Don't be afraid to let go
Let the music take control
If you come here to have a good time
Leave all your troubles behind
Wave your hands and get live
This is the place and now is the time
Get loose tonight we get down
Tearin' up til' the place shutdown
Get loose it's time to get loud
Fell the bass boomin' movin' the crowd
Get loose let it go
Quit standin' around and get on the floor
Everybody grab somebody here we go
We revin' up the party act like ya know
Aint no need for fighting or catchin' some kinda attitude
Check that mess before you step in the room
Let it go remember what you came to do
While the D.J. spins it on the ones and twos
Get busy get jiggy whatever works for you
Whether tipsy or sober that's up to you
But before the night's over I'm tellin you
To enjoy yourself all you need to do is...
Close your eyes and just groove
Don't stand there come on move
Don't be afraid to let go
Let the music take control
If you come here to have a good time
Leave all your troubles behind
Wave your hands and get live
This is the place and now is the time
Get loose tonight we get down
Tearin' up til' the place shutdown
Get loose it's time to get loud
Fell the bass boomin' movin' the crowd
Get loose let it go
Quit standin' around and get on the floor
Everybody grab somebody here we go
We revin' up the party act like ya know
Ahh ahh ahhh
Now that you're on the floor, I know that you're wanting more
Ahh ahh ahhh
The music's taking over you, show me what cha gonna do
Ahh ahh ahhh
Too late you can't hide I can see it's in you
Ahh ahh ahhh
And you feel the need to let it go
Get loose tonight we get down
Tearin' up til' the place shutdown
Get loose it's time to get loud
Fell the bass boomin' movin' the crowd
Get loose let it go
Quit standin' around and get on the floor
Everybody grab somebody here we go
We revin' up the party act like ya know
Get loose tonight we get down
Tearin' up til' the place shutdown
Get loose it's time to get loud
Fell the bass boomin' movin' the crowd
Get loose let it go
Quit standin' around and get on the floor
Everybody grab somebody here we go
We revin' up the party act like ya know
song performed by by Christina Milian
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I think a good movie would be about a guy who's a brain scientist, but he gets hit on the head and it damages the part of the brain that makes you want to study the brain.
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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Eyes are eyes
Daring and crying,
Roving and exploring
Sometimes twinkling
Eyes are eyes
They speak
What’s in the heart inside?
Store tears
Flow them freely
In happiness and misery
Eyes meet eyes
Heart beats increase
Love game begins
Two souls meet
Close when one sleeps
The world of dreams
Slowly creeps
Vanishes when open
Reality seen
Unlucky are the ones
Without eyes
Unable to see
The beauty around
Eyes are eyes
They see
Good and ugly alike
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Bullet Train
Sunrise showing every flaw
Paying for the night before
Dark eyes, scanning every vein
Exploding - cannot stand the strain
With each new mile they death defy me
Standing on trial scrutinize me
And questionize my
Strong denial
Bullet bullet bullet train
Piercing through my brain
Windows illuminating stains
Breakdown closing in again
Freefall as I close my eyes
Voices talking many lies
Changing my course blurred and scorched
Breathing exhaust as we distort
By gravity
Of such g-force
Bullet bullet bullet train
Piercing through my brain
Breakdown close my eyes
Voices talking many lies
Stained glass bursting in
Shattering my world again
Freefall but never can
Ever reach the ground again
Dark eyes scanning in
Feel my mind explode within
Wanting much more i implore you
Near to deaths door to ignore
The screams of all
Who fall before
Bullet bullet bullet train
Piercing through my brain
Bullet bullet bullet train
Piercing through my brain
Bullet
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Close My Eyes
If I could just close my eyes
See just what I wanted to see
It would be much easier to live this life,
Thinking that it never really comes down to me
Sometimes I wanna close my eyes
So I cant see time while its slipping away
Were all walking a very fine line,
Until reality is somehow thrown in our face
Bury it deep and maybe you wont feel the pain
But you cant let it go
Down the line it will be back again
If we could all close our eyes
To all the things we know that are wrong
We could live selfishly protected lives
Not even think about what we could have done
Say its not there and maybe it will go away
But the truth wont
Down the line it will be back again
And rather than exaime it
I think we maybe I should handle it
What good is it to close my eyes
Or tell myself another lie
Gotta get along somehow and sometimes the only way is to close my eyes
Somtimes I have to close my eyes
And let you think you can make a fool out of me
But I set myself up each time
By trusting you so openly
But thats the way I wanna be, thats the way I wanna be
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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What Happen To The Angel?
There are times when
your brain goes in reverse.
This is the time when
you want a good nurse.
One that has the looks of an angel,
with long golden hair,
and eyes like deep pools of blue.
The ones that you could swim
around in them forever.
Suddenly the brain
kicks into forward drive.
You blink and blink again
at the vision stand there.
A grumpy face
that is weathered fine.
Black spots for eyes,
hands callused and ruff
married in with a voice gruff.
What happen to the angel,
the one with the long golden hair?
She is gone in the dream
and you’re left with an angel in reverse.
Your brain now tries
to think of a resolution.
However, I’m going to leave it here
for you to make up your own conclusion.
poem by David Harris
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When I Close my Eyes
When I close my eyes,
I can see my country,
Shining in the light, bright.
When I close my eyes.
When I close my eyes,
I see the trees,
Green against the skyline.
When I close my eyes.
When I close my eyes,
I see stars shining cross,
The wide beyond.
When I close my eyes.
When I close my eyes,
I see the sunset behind your hair,
Halo shining in the air.
When I close my eyes.
When I close my eyes,
I hear the ocean waves,
Crashing on the shore.
When I close my eyes.
When I close my eyes,
I see the moon glistening,
Through your eyes.
When I close my eyes.
© 2012
poem by Nick Strong
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The Last Place God Made
Ive seen the best of times
Ive seen the worst of times
been around and Ive taken my chances
(but) I could never be tied down
Too many questions--not enough answers
Then I laid eyes on you
I knew right there and then
This would be more than a passing encounter
My fate is bound to yours
Ive found a cause right here
And if this is the last place God made
And yours is the last face I see
Just feeling close to you
Thats good enough for me
Weve seen the best of times
Weve seen the worst of times
Been through hell and high water together
Diamond bright and tear stained memries
These are the times Ill remember forever
If you believe in me--like I believe in you
Without a care for the why or the wherefore
I will be there for you
And youll be there for me
And if this is the last place God made
And yours is the last face I see
Just feeling close to you
Its good enough for me
If this is the last place God made
You know its the only place I want to be
Just feeling close to you
Thats good enough for me
If this is the last place God made
You know its the only place I want to be
Just feeling close to you
Its good enough for me
song performed by by Peter Cetera
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Witches Trap
the one that used to keep me sane
is the one who destroyed my fragile brain
thoughs that twirl in my head are strange
for people around me they sound derange
is this how it's suppose to be
that people are afraid of me
whenever i get close or near
there eyes show nothing but fear
but not her she doesn't fear me
close to me is where she wants to be
the one that is messing with my brain
and keep causing nothing but pain
again i picked her out of a ditch
damned am i cursed by this witch
no matter what i do or say
she won't let me go away
poem by Paddy Jansen
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Close My Eyes And Count To Ten
(clive westlake)
It isn't the way that you look
And it isn't the way that you talk
It isn't the things that you say or do
Make me want you so
It is nothing to do with the wine
Or the music that's flooding my mind
But never before have i been so sure
You're the someone i dreamed i would find
It's the way you make me feel
The moment i am close to you
It's a feeling so unreal
Somehow i can't believe it's true
The pounding i feel in my heart
The hoping that we'll never part
I can't believe this is really happening to me
I close my eyes and count to ten
And when i open them you're still here
I close my eyes and count again
I can't believe it but you're still here
We were strangers a moment ago
With a few dreams but nothing to show
The world was a place
With a frown on its face
And tomorrow was just, i don't know
But the way you make me feel
The moment i am close to you
Makes today seem so unreal
Somehow i can't believe it's true
Tomorrow will you still be here?
Tomorrow will come but i fear
That what is happening to me
Is only a dream
I close my eyes and count to ten
And when i open them you're still here
I close my eyes and count again
I can't believe it but you're still here
I close my eyes and count to ten
And when i open them you're still here
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Well-Adjusted- Don't Be-Brain-Stuffing
To be well adjusted
can be a terrible thing
for where am I to dream
what does not yet exist
if I am only focused
upon what currently is?
And where in this
is to come to be
Creativity?
It can be a terrible thing
to be adjusted
because the mind
becomes hard-wired
to only what we
have personally experienced-
when I am out to discover
what is different from me?
No small thing this:
sailors die on the open sea
because their hard-wired minds
think that they need to find land
for fresh-water
making them forget
that they can catch fish
and drink.
Adjusted means
thinking like all the others think
knowing they will punish those
who dare to utter something
different from the orthodoxy.
Takes a strong mind
and character
to really think
differently
from what the others
keep
saying you
should think.
Protect that brain:
don't let the others
fill it in
for you,
find your own stuffing
to put in there
after all
you have to
all your life
live with it.
So open up
the Brain-Door
spend at least
five hours
a day
day-dreaming
that is how the Brain
wards off
Brain-Stuffing.
This what Einstein did-
five hours a day
you can see
how good
he did.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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A mystery
Eyes don’t see.
With them I see.
Ears don’t hear.
With them I hear.
Who is the doer of I?
If it is mind
Where does it stay?
If it stays in brain,
Does it control the brain?
If so, don’t you doze
When you drive or
When you watch night play
Against your will?
Who controls then brain?
It must be something,
Neither corporal nor emotional.
Can it be soul?
Can it be genes?
A mystery unsolved.
24.07.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Nobody
Take off your shoes... Take off yourself
Take off your rented mental health
Take off your raincoat... settle down
Take off your nightmare and your frown
There is a place for you to go
To see another ringer in a rock show
Take my pretense for a time
Cause I want to say to you
I'm nobody without you...buddy
My long lost friend
If you're not here to hear me scream
Am I silent like a dream
Where all the dragons are my friends
Each night we meet our bitter ends
Do I need you to make me real
Like Wheeler spinning his own wheel
Quantum strings within my brain
Popping sanities insane
I'm nobody without you...buddy
My long lost friend
Not everybody has a brain
Not everybody's going sane
Not everybody wishes well
Not everybody's heaven's hell
Sometimes there's someone to blame
Sometimes a place for shame
Sometimes good's better than bad
Sometimes good's better than bad
Sometimes good's better than bad
Sometimes you're better than me
Heaven fell on herself tonight
As the devil met me in the wishing well
And in that moment I found myself knowing
That in the end it's just about you and me
Nothing smaller or larger
Though dragons are good for the soul
Nothing can be better than baring yourself for another...
Open for scrutiny, ridicule, and indulgence
Therein lies the balls, and the mind, and the heart...
As fear is truly the Mindkiller...
When nothing is left...
Everything is gained...
You see I wish I was a poet
But I know as we go round and round
Though endings are never ever happy
It's the happy moments along the way
That in the end
song performed by by Five For Fighting
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Everything, Everyone
I don't want to see anymore
Don't want to open my eyes and witness
Everything in this world has been corrupted
It seems
Everything in this world is worth nothing
It seems
So sew these green eyes
Close them forever with this
Needle, red wire
I don't want to hear anymore
Don't want to open my mind to the sound
Everything in this world is seductive
It seems
Everything in this world is worth nothing
It seems
So break both these ears
Close them forever with this
Syringe, screwdriver
I don't want to feel anymore
Don't want to open my heart to what's true
Everyone in this world takes advantage
It seems
Everyone in this world loves nothing
It seems
So tear out this red heart
Close it forever with this
Razor, fingernails
I don't want to breathe anymore
Don't want to open my lungs to new life
Everything in this world is destructive
It seems
Everything in this world loves nothing
It seems
So block these charred lungs
Close them forever with this
Rope, hands tighter
I don't want to live anymore
Don't want to open myself in this world
Everything in this world is so worthless
It seems
Everyone in this world is so worthless
It seems
I ripped through my brain
Stopped the spark in my body called life
Bullet, warm metal
Blood, cold floor
Always You Ask Me...
these had always been the same questions
despite our being together
'do you really love me? and i am caught
with the same answer
'...so much', with a pause and a gaze beyond
the bareness of your back
and the softness of your hair
the sweetness of your cheeks
and you know it well
that when we kiss i close my eyes
as though there is no other option
sometimes i feel guilty though
about this dichotomy of my brain and my heart
two mistrusting friends
who cannot really love each other
but cannot live apart
i put my arms around you
as though you are one of my planets
and i am your only sun.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Go Insane
once i had a little game
i liked to crawl back in my brain
i think you know the game i mean
i mean the game of going insane...oh
oh, you should try
this little game
just close your eyes
forget your name
forget the world, forget the people
and you'll erect a different steeple
this little game is fun to do
just close your eyes
i'm going too
and i'm right here
no way to loose
release control
i'm braeaking through
once i had a little game
i liked to crawl back in my brain
i think you know the game i mean
i mean the game of going insane...oohhh
song performed by by Doors
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I Love Your Brain
He was hurting for the answers
He was serving up the questions
He was searching for a guru he was lucky that he knew you
When I saw your fine physique I was into you like a train
And I love it when you speak youre so urbane
Oh, I love your brain
Yes, I love your brain
Ooh, I love your brain
Im gonna say it again
Love your brain
Its a beautiful brain
I wanna be with your brain
I wanna sleep with your brain
She was looking like a roman
She was cooking it with fire
She was talking right to me
And I couldnt unglue me
Though I am no duke of earl you are my chatelaine
I love the way the world drives you insane
song performed by by Frank Black
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Adage 3
'A good meal ought to begin with hunger.'
French Proverb
one who is full
shall never be full
because he is
to be full
one must be empty again
to be a wall
one must start being a window
blink
and then open your eyes
and then close
each eye
slowly
this is the ritual of days and nights
shuttered existence
close
open
close
open
cl ose
open
fragile tiny hands of a new born baby
beside
the sleeping mother.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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