I had my moments for sure but I wasn't confrontational. And sometimes you get on the court and you'd find yourself very confrontational. It was all a discovery.
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As a person who is not confrontational by disposition I tend to see that the quality of being confrontational is a positive attribute.
Getting Away With Murder
Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness
I need to calculate
what creates my own madness
and I'm addicted to your punishment
and you're the master
and I am waiting for disaster
I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the truth I am
getting away with murder
it is impossible
to never tell the truth
but the reality is I'm getting away with murder
(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away)
I drink my drink and I don't even want to
I think my thoughts when I don't even need to
I never look back cause I don't even want to
and I don't need to
because I'm getting away with murder
I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the truth
I am getting away with murder
it is impossible
to never tell the truth
but the reality is I'm getting away with murder
(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting
away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away,
Getting away, Getting away with murder)
Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness
I need to calculate
what creates my own madness
and I'm addicted to your punishment
and you're the master
and I am craving this disaster
I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the truth
I am getting away with murder
it is impossible
to never tell the truth
but the reality is I'm getting away with murder
(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away)
I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the truth
I am getting away with murder
it is impossible
to never tell the truth
but the reality is I'm getting away with murder
song performed by by Papa Roach
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Everything has changed. An interview has become such a confrontational thing. It makes you very defensive.
quote by Francesca Annis
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But we wanted to work in a way we never had, which was write everything together. We had to face each other in the same creative room, which gets tougher as you get older, because you don't want to be confrontational.
quote by Bruce McCulloch
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This marched was planned to be non violent and non confrontational, and gladly it stayed that way. What really impressed me was the self discipline of the Black Block.
quote by John Blair
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The relationship between press and politician - protected by the Constitution and designed to be happily adversarial - becomes sour, raw and confrontational.
quote by Roger Mudd
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Afraid To Offend Authorities?
scared or reluctant sacrifice souls
afraid to offend authorities rogue countries
play non-confrontational activities
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The iconoclastic mode, that specific mode of language, there is an element of it that it is punk - that is confrontational. That's just a part of the language of jazz - at a certain point.
quote by Matthew Shipp
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If our republican form of government is perishing because communications - the infrastructure of that republic - is under the yoke of international business how, at last, do we save it? We must build a confrontational movement to reclaim our democracy, a movement committed to active and sustained protest against the present order.
quote by Mark Lloyd
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The Women...
they quarrel over the official color
of their dresses in conventions,
scrutinize every rumor, confrontational
in the most irrelevant and unimportant details,
they talk much over nothing,
change dresses in almost every occasion,
they are given the chance to lead,
backbite, and lose themselves in much
ado's about nothings.
i watch all these chaos
trying to understand, and respond to all their confusions
in the secret silences of my smiles.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Into The Bush
Sanctimonious comments,
A crime,
To release,
Punishable by death or imprisonment!
And like the irrelevent documants found on you.
Unbelievable,
Reprehensible,
Sensibilities! !
But vehemently with the words from your mouth;
However, a locally manufactured short gun was found on you.
Confrontational,
Torment,
With four live cartridges! !
But on of your friends escaped into the bush.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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No Other Interests Expressed
Of a confrontational state of mind.
There seem to be many existing like this...
Attempting to bait others,
To address the same purposelessness...
With such a waste of time.
Mentally conflicted,
With a limited point of view.
And doing what they wish...
Since there is nothing else,
For them to do.
With no other interests expressed.
Accept to digest an unhappiness.
And gaining more attention at it...
From a depressing uselessness felt.
Obtained from a self centeredness.
Maintained and to them consciously dealt!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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this will be confrontational
life-size views of grimy bathrooms -
a glimpse of a toilet,
a window,
and a shower pan,
or of a bathroom sink
In the last, he plays tricks with perspective
kind and gentle
i, stand before the fictive sink;
the mirror returning my image,
i see the blank tile wall behind me,
as if i had become invisible
your expectations
at once dislocated and defeated
how can you paint
a confrontation like this?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Non-conformist...
to survive
the art of compromises
sells better in the market
of ideas
the best seller of
course
are those pirated ideas
imitations
to conform is still
the code of
the all time winner
this does not convince
me however
i still love the art of sacrifices
confrontational always
with what is right
and true
everyone avoids my products
i stay inside a small house
and it does not matter
i only need a little space
to breathe
and live comfortably
i feast only
with the sights that my eyes
have learned
to fully gaze
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Let Someone Get To Know You
'Unpredictable.
With a daring to be confrontational.
Quick to express an opinion,
As if wisdom was only to them sent.
Unconventional.
Although unpretentious,
When asked to pass a hint of judgement.
And that sometimes is unsolicited.'
When I requested you to describe me.
I referred to my physical features.
Not what you've heard from others,
That have no merit or basis of fact.
'I think you are gorgeous!
How's that?
However.
There is yet a remedy invented,
That will prevent your mouth.
From contradicting how you come across,
To others.
And you say you are serious in seeking,
A meaningful relationship?
With what?
Or whom?
Or is it who? '
Remind me not to ask you,
To do me a favor ever again.
'Just keep your mouth shut!
That's all you've got to do.
Let someone get to know you,
Before they run away.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Was Made To Think It
First and foremost you've been the ultimate friend
But you know that's not a passport to me
It's seems secondary to the official reasons I have
But you know they're not right
They're not supposed to be right
Such a royal misfit
You demand the highest respect
Such a royal misfit
Your demands should be higher
It wasn't weird it wasn't nothing
Curious at all but nothing so high
It wasn't weird it wasn't nothing
It wasn't nothing
Moments follow one another without belonging
Moments follow one another without belonging
Moments follow one another without belonging
Moments follow one another without belonging
First and foremost what you know isn't everything you are
Or everything you know it to be
It seems secondary that the real real reason I have
When you know it's not right
It's not supposed to be right
Such a royal misfit
You demand the highest respect
Such a royal misfit
Your demands should be higher
It wasn't weird it wasn't nothing
Curious at all but nothing so high
It wasn't weird it wasn't nothing
Curious at all but nothing so high
It wasn't weird it wasn't nothing
Curious at all but nothing so high
It wasn't weird it wasn't nothing
It wasn't nothing
Moments follow one another without belonging
Moments follow one another without belonging
Moments follow one another without belonging
Moments follow one another without belonging
Everything you are won't last longer
Everything you are won't last longer
Won't last longer
Won't last longer
song performed by by Idlewild
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Gatting Awey With Murder
Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness
I need to calculate
what creates my own madness
and Im addicted to your punishment
and youre the master
and I am waiting for disaster
Chorus-
I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the truth I am
getting away with murder
it isnt possible
to ever tell the truth
but the reality is Im getting away with murder
(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away)
I drink my drink and I dont even want to
I think my thoughts when I dont even need to
I never look back cause I dont even want to
and I dont need to
because Im getting away with murder
Chorus
(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away with murder)
song performed by by Papa Roach
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Spontaneity
on a spontaneity
i begin to put words,
whatever comes, without much selection process
i put the word
without so much scrutiny as to what happens next
without weighing the possible consequences
i know the law of physics
much more the rules of a good composition
we were taught that in the university
but the the rules true to its standing
are meant to be broken
one gets a style of his own depending on the
kind of grief
the face of joy the state of compulsion
the phobia and the scruples that
crowd the head
the heart,
i sit on the chair facing the screen of the computer
and begin to put the line of words
one by one
like they are vines growing right from my mouth
coming out from my chest
and then
something shows
a face of words, the eyes of the certain mood,
someone moves in there
dancing and then stopping
on a pause
confrontational about what is this all about
and why.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You and I Have Yet to Cross Those Paths
You can not know what mood I am in.
You don't know me like that.
You base your opinions on what you hear.
Like others you know sharing gossip,
Customized for listening ears.
For years you've expressed what my attitudes are.
And visits to my home you believe,
Are excursions to pass judgement.
You can not know what mood I am in.
You don't know me like that.
I know I am hospitable,
Until my integrity is attacked.
And if that should happen,
It is not from a mood that I respond back.
I do not sit with wishes,
That others be put in their places quick.
And...
When I am the topic of a deceit that is falsified...
A mood from me is not what someone gets!
I am not into mood shifting.
Nor am I confrontational but I am direct.
What someone gets,
Is a regret they misinterpreted my persona.
And I ensure they get it corrected.
And 'that' I deliver not from a mood...
But necessity that comes to them,
With an understanding taught.
And a lesson learned I teach not to forget.
'Comprehension unmistaken,
Is best to get direct...
From the one who is the subject! '
You can not know what mood I am in.
You don't know me like that.
Since you and I have yet to cross those paths.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Emotional Icebergs
Friday afternoon, my powers spent,
no more wonderment, the long, slow
march through a document by a pom-
pous diplomat offering his services to
the Interpol Secretariat, without his
grandiose eloquence and expertise
the whole Spiel will flounder and sink,
he shall save them from calamity
My fight with my new red chair led to
adding a back support and marching
around the block for my health - too
tired to find victims to talk to - sliding
down that long grey slope people call
reality but which is only a small visible
part of the emotional icebergs which
make up confrontational life
I hope those who received my kindly
explanation that their opinion lacked
width and scope and depth will forgive
me and still be my friends - I never listen
to anybody, refusing to accept second-
hand information, I try everything for
myself, nobody should be angry for
my refusing the wisdom
They have gained by reading books, I
need to consult the author and feel the
sensation and have the experience
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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