My two fingers on a typewriter have never connected with my brain. My hand on a pen does. A fountain pen, of course. Ball-point pens are only good for filling out forms on a plane.
quote by Graham Greene
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So Connected To You
There are times when I'm happy
and times when I'm sad
and all of these times that I have had
are all connected to you,
so connected to you.
so connected to you.
There are times when it's sunny
and times when it's not
and all of these times I never forgot
were all connected to you,
so connected to you.
'Cause you have my heart on a string
and I can't control one little thing.
Where's my composure? Where did it go?
'Can't even answer for I don't know.
There are times when I'm jumpy
and times when I'm still
and times when I'm playful
like Jack and Jill.
And they're all connected to you,
so connected to you.
So what do I do to get over you?
You've got me crazy in love with you.
I take a step forward and fall back two
and everywhere that I go
there'll be times when I want you
and times when I don't.
There'll be times that I'll have you
and times that I won't
but there's absolutely nothing I can do
'Cause I'm connected to you,
so connected to you
So I know we can never be through.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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I've learned one thing about life. We're a good deal like that ball, dancing on the fountain. We know as little about the forces that move us, and move the world around us, as that empty ball does.
quote by Ardel Wray
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Higher Plane
Wake Me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away
I want to be with you
I want to be free
I want to be connected to everyone I see
(Ohh) Ooo... everyone moving with the same emotion
(Ohh) Ooo... and he looks just like a silent word being spoken
Wake Me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away
Rhythm is my spirit
Rhythm is my speech
Rhythm is pulsating
The rhythm of the street
(Ahh) Ooo... to find myself in the still of the thunder
(Ahh) Ooo... 'til another moment passing by pulls me under... pulls me under
Wake me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away
I want to be with you
Ohhhhhhh Yeah!
Wake me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away
I want to be with you
I want to be free
I want to be connected from my heart to be beat
Beam myself in the light against the darkness
'Til your love descends and smoothes away all the harshness, all the harshness
Wake me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away
Wake me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away-ay-ay-ay-ay
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
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I Need You
Dont need a roller or a limousine
I don't need my picture in a magazine
I don't need approval from a chosen few
Tell you what I do need, I need you
Don't need no fixtures or feelings of home
I'm so unfurnished, I'm on my own
I don't need reminding when the rent is due
Tell you what I do need, I need you
I need you like a fly needs a plane
I need you like a ball needs a game
I need you like a pool needs a cue
I need you, need you, need you, I need you
I don't need no covered kisses for company
I don't want no washed up dishes soft soapin' me
I don't need no Cinderella in high-heeled shoes
I tell you what I do need, I need you
I need you like a fly needs a plane
I need you like a ball needs a game
I need you like a shot needs to shoot
I need you, need you, need you, I need you
I need you, need you, need you, I need you
Said I want you (I need you)
I need you, need you, need you, I need you
But I want, I want you (I need you)
Yes, I need (I need you)
I need you, need you, need you, I need you
I want you, want you, want you (I need you)
song performed by by Paul Carrack
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Clowning in the City of Lights
I looked and looked
beyond the deep and the shallow
and connected the dexterity
of my fingers to your brain
Of course you want to know
if I can throw circles
round the Eiffel stake.
And after more looking
I convinced myself life is a circus
and I your smoking puppet
blowing rings
around your Fingers
Yes, YES your Sleight of thOughts
gOt me diZZy and oFF kilter
and I wAnt to be in Paris
a juGGling clOWN just like yOu
~~~
Alex Nodopaka Sep©2009
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poem by Alex Nodopaka
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One Meat Ball
(l. singer-h.zaret)
The little man walked up and down
To find an eating place in town
He read the menu through and through
To see what fifteen cents could do
One meat ball, one meat ball
Well, he could afford but one meat ball
He told the waiter near at hand
A simple dinner he had planned
The guests were startled one and all to hear
That waiter loudly call
One meat ball, one meat ball
Well, this here gent wants one meat ball
Little man felt very bad
One meat ball was all he had
And in his dreams he hears that call
Ya gets no bread with one meat ball
One meat ball, one meat ball
Well, you get no bread with one meat ball
Well, he could afford but one meat ball
One meat ball, one meat ball
All he could afford was one meat ball
One meat ball
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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I had a TV set and a typewriter and that made me think a computer should be laid out like a typewriter with a video screen.
quote by Steve Wozniak
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I don't want anything to do with anything mechanical between me and the paper, including a typewriter, and I don't even want a fountain pen between me and the paper.
quote by Shelby Foote
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mind fillin blues...by Talile Ali
i'm pointing my fingers
everyones at fault
the world is against me
locked deep inside this vault
keeping me down
got me feeling sad and blue
with this messed up inside killing'
i got those mind-filling' blue's
completely delusional
totally insane
thinking things are happening
but it's all inside my brain
keeping me down
got me feeling sad and blue
with this messed up inside killing'
i got those mind-filling' blue's
believe that you love me
in your very own way
it doesn't really matter
because with me that's ok
keeping me down
got me feeling sad and blue
with this messed up inside killing'
i got those mind-filling' blue's
these messed up feelings
inside and blue
because i didn't have the sense
not to fall in love with you
keeping me down
got me feeling sad and blue
with this messed up inside killing'
i got those mind-filling' blue's
poem by Talile Ali
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I don’t know if God plays ball
I don’t know if God plays ball
soccer or foosball or bacci ball.
Well, I’m a Frenchman and
boules is the name of my game.
Being on the ball is like playing
with Gigi little girls. When God
created Eve I wonder did He
have in mind dirty old men
and did He mean putting man
behind the eight ball
and did He know that eons later
round the corner of the square ball
someone hooks up with
a hooded guy who sells 3.5 grams
of meth and coke and damn,
that 8 ball is already gone!
I wish I had another!
I start singin’ a tune, I don't drink
brass monkey, like to be funky
and my name ain’t Eazy-E
your 8 ball junkie.
We did an eight ball of blow and
danced until next morning.
I ain’t never goin’ out
With an eight-ball Chiquita
Cuz I got balls and I ain’t
givin’ her mine and
she ain’t playin’ with mine.
I wish God had more balls
and my brain marinate
in mothballs.
~~~
Alex Nodopaka Aug©2010
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poem by Alex Nodopaka
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Those were the days...! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Kicking a small piece of broken earthen pot,
While playing on the roadside, hop scotch.
Or dribbling a ball and throwing it at a team mate.
Screaming as I fell, skidding on the roller skates.
Playing marbles with my kid brother, ten years old
Aiming at queen of carom board with one eye closed.
Trying my hand at basketball, hockey and table tennis.
One day, a bunch of us stormed into YMCA premises.
As there was no club exclusively for girls, back then.
Sir, we said politely you have to treat us at par with men.
Please be kind enough to give us forms for membership.
You are a sportsman, so how about some sportsmanship.
Next day, after submitting our forms, we were in the hall.
Awkwardly aiming and trying to strike a billiard’s ball.
It was so good in my country back then, now I see.
We knew no fear; felt so young, joyous and carefree.
Its still not bad, as I see my daughter go through her day.
She has lots of fun, makes choices in an assertive way.
Oh, my heart cries for the women in far off Afghanistan.
Will they ever, ever, ever again see the light of dawn...
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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The Teeth Of The Pen!
When the teeth of the pens are shown,
The pleasantness spread through the spine,
The buds in the mind excitedly bloom in thrill,
The readers close their mouth to smile.
The eyes are drowned and the leaking in the nostrils,
Change in the clime is noticed and the body gets stiff,
Sudden mood change advocates truth and prophesy,
When the teeth of the pens bite the tongues.
The rise in body heat and the heart tries to gallop,
The removal of green house materials from the top,
The sun may rise in the brain to chase away the dark,
When the teeth of the pens poke the hearts of the pages.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Point Me At The Sky
Hey, eugene,
This is henry mcclean
And Ive finished my beautiful flying machine
And Im ringing to say
That Im leaving and maybe
Youd like to fly with me
And hide with me, baby
Isnt it strange
How little we change
Isnt it sad were insane
Playing the games that we know and in tears
The games weve been playing for thousands and thousands and ....
Pointing to the cosmic glider
pull this plastic glider higher
Light the fuse and stand right back
He cried this is my last good-bye.
Point me at the sky and tell it fly
Point me at the sky and tell it fly
Point me at the sky and tell it fly
And if you survive till two thousand and five
I hope youre exceedingly thin
For if you are stout you will have to breathe out
While the people around you breathe in
People pressing on might say
Its something that I hate to say
Im slipping down to eat the ground
A little refuge on my brain
Point me at the sky and tell it fly
Point me at the sky and tell it fly
Point me at the sky and tell it fly
And all weve got to say to you is good-bye
Its time to go, better run and get your bags, its good-bye
Nobody cry, its good-bye
Crash, crash, crash, crash, good-bye...
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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If you stop one terror attack in the U.S., it may be connected to multiple other plots out there that are connected. If you reveal that you stopped one plot, it may tip our hand.
quote by Patrick McHenry
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Sugar Never Tasted So Good
Sugar never tasted so good
Sugar never tasted so good
Sugar never tasted good to me
Yeah
Until her eyes crossed over
Until her mind crossed over
Until her soul fell next to me
Now
If the wrinkle that is in your brain
Has given you quite a sting
Your fingers have become a crane
Pulling on these puppet strings
Yeah
What a feeling that's begun
What a feeling that's begun
What a feeling that's begun
What a feeling that's begun
I felt just like a baby
Until I held a baby
What a fool this boy can be
Yeah
And her thougths like a daisy
Until my mind gets lazy
I must've been crazy not to see
Alright
If the wrinkle that is in your brain
Has given you quite a sting
Your fingers have become a crane
Your fingers have become a crane
Your fingers have become a crane
Pulling on these puppet strings
Water never tasted so good
Water never tasted so good
Water never tasted good to me
song performed by by White Stripes
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I figured if the plane goes down, I'll go with a great genius and will always have my name connected with his.
quote by Matthew Sweet
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Filling Up With Heaven
Once there was a vision
Once there was a glow
Once there was a certainty
No chance could overthrow
Hope was scorched by summer
Crushed and beaten down
Once there was a winner
Now there was a clown
Without you life had seemed so
But now im
Filling up with heaven
Without you life had
Seemed so hostile
Filling up with heaven
But maybe with you its all worthwhile
Now Im filling up with heaven
No baby no baby no baby no
Filling up
No baby no baby baby baby no
Filling up
No baby no baby no baby no
No baby no baby baby baby no
All the fortune that my
Luck had brought
It couldnt even make me smile
Without you life had seemed so
A lonely hideaway my last resort
All achievement infantile
Now im
Filling up with heaven
Without you life had
Seemed so hostile
Filling up with heaven
But maybe with you its all worthwhile
Hey hey hey
As the years had passed by
I became more cynical
All the magic had died
My existence clinical
Ow ow ow ow
But now im
Filling up with heaven
Down down
Down down
Filling up
Without you life had
Seemed so hostile
Down down
Down down
Hey hey hey hey
Filling up with heaven
But maybe with you its all worthwhile
Woah woah woah woah
Now im
Filling up with heaven
Without you life had
Seemed so hostile
Down down
Down down
Filling up filling up
Filling up with heaven
But maybe with you its all worthwhile
Ow ow ow ow ow
Woah woah woah
Now im
Filling up with heaven
Without you life had seemed so
Hostile
Down down
Down down
Filling up with heaven
But maybe with you its all worthwhile
Hey hey hey hey
Without you life had
Seemed so hostile
Down down
Down down
Filling up
But maybe with you its all worthwhile
song performed by by Human League
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I took that time off - I knew it was messing me up, not being connected to a spiritual plane.
quote by Rick Springfield
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Confrontational History
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if we looked at history
on a multi-plane spreadsheet
and compared the goings on
in each particular era
we shall find that at any given
period, no matter the advancement
there inevitably at a cost lay revealed
atrocities, genocides, discrimination
prejudices, and a lack of conscience
that marks the brute in humans
poets have also been present
ever alert on the front-line
emissaries of peace and amelioration
their words rousing, humanising
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Keep your pens in hand, the job is not yet done.
poem by Frederick Kesner
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Barefoot Ballad
(words & music by fuller - morris)
I want a barefoot ballad yes a barefoot ballad
Wont you play for me a down home country song
cause when I kick my shoes off and I kick my blues off
With a barefoot ballad you just cant go wrong
Give me a honk-tonk fiddle with a guitar in the middle and a melody
Humming like a fountain swinging out on smokey mountain
I want a barefoot ballad yes a barefoot ballad
Wont you play for me a down home country song
cause when I kick my shoes off and I kick my blues off
With a barefoot ballad you just cant go wrong
Now the big toes connected to the two toe
And the two toes connected to the three toe
And the three toes connected to the four toe
And the four toes connected to the five toe
And the five toe and away we go
I want a barefoot ballad yes a barefoot ballad
Wont you play for me a down home country song
cause when I kick my shoes off and I kick my blues off
With a barefoot ballad you just cant go wrong
Now the big toes connected to the two toe
And the two toes connected to the three toe
And the three toes connected to the four toe
And the four toes connected to the five toe
And the five toe and away we go
I wanna barefoot ballad yes a barefoot ballad
Wont you play for me a barefoot ballad song.
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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