I shall never be a heretic; I may err in dispute, but I do not wish to decide anything finally; on the other hand, I am not bound by the opinions of men.
quote by Martin Luther
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30 Minutes
Mama, papa forgive me
Out of sight, out of mind
Out of time to decide
Do we run? should I hide
For the rest of my life
Can we fly? do we stay?
We could lose we could fail
And the more minutes take
To make planer, or mistakes
30 minutes, the blink of the night
30 minutes to alter our lifes
30 minutes to make up my mind
30 minutes to finally decide
30 minutes to whisper your name
30 minutes to shelter the blame
30 minutes of bliss, 30 lies
30 minutes to finally decide
Carousels in the sky
That we shape with our eyes
Under shade silhouettes casting
Shapes crying rain
Can we fly do I stay
We could lose, we could fail
Either way, options change
Chances fail, trains derail.
30 minutes, the blink of the night
30 minutes to all of our lifes
30 minutes to make up my mind
30 minutes to finally decide
30 minutes to whisper your name
30 minutes to show her the blame
30 minutes of bliss, 30 lies
30 minutes to finally decide
To decide, to decide to decide to decide
(repeat until fade)
song performed by by Tatu
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Everyone Have Their Opinions
Everyone have their opinions that's how it ought to be
And respect their opinions though with them you may not agree
As long as they respect human rights and a fair go for all
The difference between you and them to say the least is small.
Everyone have their opinions and no two quite the same
Even between those who are known to think alike some difference one can name
That's what makes us most interesting we all think differently
And you are very different so different to me.
Everyone have their own opinions a fact that is well known
And like 'tis said of him or her the words to each their own
To others opinions you should not react in a violent sort of a way
We must allow for difference and let them have their say.
Everyone have their opinions that fact with us remain
And as long with your opinions power over others you don't seek to gain
Though your opinions may be very different to mine
I respect your way of thinking and our difference suits me fine.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The heretic is always better dead. And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.
quote by George Bernard Shaw
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One
One thousand voices
But not one heard
One thousand thoughts
But not one word
One thousand troubles
But no one will know it
Unless I decide to
Finally show it
One thousand cuts
Run down my arm
A tribute to my
Life of self-harm
One thousand scars
That will not heal
One thousand people
Who will not feel
One thousand but no more
I finally decide
There will be one less person
And one more suicide
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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But on the other hand, while disclaiming any change in my opinions, I desire equally to disclaim the representations of those opinions which have been put forward in some quarters.
quote by Joseph Barber Lightfoot
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How Did You Kill A White Butterfly?
in your play
with your peers
children
when you catch
a white butterfly
in your hand
how did you
kill it?
did you pull
its white wings?
or did you crush
its head
on your nails?
did you detach
its legs one
by one
like you pulled
the white hairs
of mother?
tell me
if once in your mind
you decide
to set it free
and see it fly
hovering like
a flake of snow
from one
wilting flower
to another?
tell me if you
feel the same way
i do
when the clutches
of love finally set me free?
tell me if you know
the sound of a door
which closes behind you
when finally you
decide to leave
the house of
your birth?
tell me how you
zip your jacket
when you say
it is enough
and then
you feel everything
so warm inside
you?
that every inch
fits and you say
i am leaving for good.
did you really kill
the butterfly with white wings?
or you set it free?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Comfort
there is comfort
in
let it be
let go
let it be done
like you are in a ship
not bound for
anywhere
but death and you do not really know
what lies ahead
what to do at the last hour
when the ship
collides to the closing of your eyes
sad, tragic perhaps
but let it be done
let his will be done
and you rest like you finally decide
to just lay in bed
think of nothing
not even the next step
just being here and wait
till everything is gone away like an evaporating mist
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Number Five With A Bullet
We're gonna die like this you know
miserable and old
really gotta hand it to you
really gotta hand it to you
are you positive
absolutely sure
well just get dressed, don't do this
just get dressed, don't do this
spend the night lit listening to miles davis
you said it makes you want to fall in love
or be smart enough to keep your distance
you can't decide, you can't decide
we're gonna die like this you know
miserable and old
really gotta hand it to you
really gotta hand it to you
(well just so you know)
are you positive
(when we get home)
absolutely sure
(we're through)
well just get dressed, don't do this
(we're through)
just get dressed, don't do this
it's a long way back south
(to where i belong)
well you've been there once or twice
(and you still don't like it)
i say you just never gave it a chance
(well give me a chance, give me a chance)
besides did you ever stop to think
that we could keep this up living like theives
(but you can't decide)
you can't decide
(no you can't decide)
well you can't decide
we're gonna die like this you know
(we're gonna die like this)
miserable and old
(miserable and old)
really gotta hand it to you
(miserable and old)
really gotta hand it to you
(well just so you know)
are you positive
(when we get home)
absolutely sure
(we're through)
well just get dressed, don't do this
(we're through)
just get dressed, don't do this
are you positive, absolutely sure
are you positive
we're gonna die like this you know
miserable and old
really gotta hand it to you
really gotta hand it to you
well just so you know
(we're gonna die like this you know)
when we get home
(miserable and old)
we're through
(really gotta hand it to you)
we're through
(really gotta hand it to you)
just so you know
(are you positive)
when we get home
(aboslutely sure)
we're through
(just get dressed don't do this)
we're through
(just get dressed don't do this)
well just so you know
(we're gonna die like this you know)
when we get home
(miserable and old)
we're through
(we'regonna die like this, miserable and old)
we're through
(miserable and old)
well just so you know
(we're gonna die like this you know)
when we get home
(miserable and old)
we're through
(we're gonna die like this, miserable and old)
we're through
song performed by by Taking Back Sunday
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Now Or Never
I took, one look, in your eyes tonight,
And I saw, it all there in a different light,
Just when I thought I was out of the rain,
Suddenly Im in a hurricane,
And all around me voices in the wind.
Say again, what I know I know,
Its time, its time, to learn about letting go,
Why does it feel like I just exist,
Stuck out here on the precipice?
They say the futures out of our hands,
So why is it making demands?
If I have to make up my mind,
Maybe now is the time to decide.
Every minute makes it harder on me,
Why must it be now or never?
I knew a man, I held his hand,
When I was just a child,
He showed me his dreams
I watched him let 'em die
If I could stand again by his side,
Id tell him that love is why were alive,
Thats what I tell the world I believe,
So why cant I listen to me?
If I have to make up my mind,
Maybe now is the time to decide.
Every minute makes it harder on me,
Why must it be now or never?
Welcome to sunrise in paradise,
The light of the dawn, is burning my eyes,
And thats just where I want it to be.
If I have to make up my mind,
Maybe now is the time to decide.
Every minute makes it harder on me,
Why must it be now or never?
If I finally get to make up my mind,
Girl then now is the time to decide.
Somebody tell me why I do this to me,
Why must it be now or never?
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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I make up my opinions from facts and reasoning, and not to suit any body but myself. If people don't like my opinions, it makes little difference as I don't solicit their opinions or votes.
quote by William Tecumseh Sherman
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The Fairest Of The Seasons
Now that its time
Now that the hour hand has landed at the end
Now that its real
Now that the dreams have given all they had to lend
I want to know
Do I stay or do I go
And maybe try another time
And do I really have a hand in my forgetting
Now that Ive tried
Now that Ive finally found that this is not the way
Now that I turn
Now that I feel its time to spend the night away
I want to know
Do I stay or do I go
And maybe finally split the rind
And do I really understand the undernetting
Yes and the morning has me looking in your eyes and seeing mine
Warning me to read the signs carefully
Now that its love
Now that the candles falling smaller in my mind
Now that its here
Now that Im almost not so very far behind
I want to know
Do I stay or do I go
And maybe fall another side
And do I really have a sound that I can ride on
Now that I can
Now that its easy ever easy all around
Now that Im near
Now that Im falling to the sunlights and to song
I want to know
Do I stay or do I go
And do I have to do just one
And can I choose again if I should lose the reason
Yes and the morning has me looking in your eyes and seeing mine
Warning me to read the signs oh carefully
Now that I smile
Now that Im laughing even deeper in the side
Now that I see
Now that I finally found the one thing I denied
I want to know
Do I stay or do I go
And it is finally I decide
That Ill be leaving in the fairest of the seasons
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Opinion
Congratulations you have won
Its a years subscription of bad puns.
And it makes your story our concern
And you set it up for returns
My opinions. mmm. mmm. (x4)
And there seems to be a problem here.
Your state of emotion seems to clear.
You rise and fall like wall street stock
And you had an affect on our happy talk.
Our opinions. mmm. mmm. (x2)
My opinions. mmm. mmm. (x2)
Congratulations you have won
Its a years subscription of bad puns.
And it makes your story our concern
And you set it up for returns
Our opinions. mmm. mmm.
Your opinions. mmm. mmm. (x3)
My opinions. mmm. mmm.
song performed by by Nirvana
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I would like to state that my personal opinions are that the people of every country should decide by themselves what kind of government they want.
quote by Julius Rosenberg
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Opinions
Opinions friend, we all may have, and opinions are not always bad.
All opinions indeed carry no weight, in regards to one’s eternal fate.
Opinions, my friend often speak, to the heart and mind of the weak.
They tend to sway a weaker heart, when from truth they do depart.
Opinions vary from one to the next, colored by many various sects.
Various groups truly do abound, as each echoes a different sound.
Men with opinions tend to change, and they’re not always the same.
But, God’s Truth doesn’t change; written in stone it’ll forever remain.
Opinions just air what men feel, delivered to all with a personal zeal.
But some are more of an appeal, contesting God’s Truth that’s real.
Opinions are formed deep inside, the inner feelings moved by pride.
Their opinions are a vain reproof, of God’s unchanging Eternal Truth.
They speak, but don’t understand, their voices are like shifting sand.
Easily moved by the wind and tide; all because The Truth is denied.
Isn’t it just a little bit strange, how much strong opinions do change?
When a big wind comes through, they change just like emotions do.
Opinionated people truly abound, even where God’s Truth is found.
Are they just the enemy’s sleuth, seeking The Lord’s ultimate truth?
However, opinions will not stand, in the presence of The Son of Man.
There only The Truth will reside, and vain opinions will all be denied.
(Copyright ©01/2006)
Suffering An Action
An announcement follows an action of dire strength,
The maddening relief has made guns and rifles.
Your hand rejects the firing of men, the whole band of skills,
Then finally a singing and tiring song mastered itself.
May the relish of dancing be made to suffer,
Must we decide how to fail and sadly act?
The announcement of my soul is like the proclamations
Too immediate, too final;
An auction has been committed, finally in the back of the neck,
Justifying my presence and all types of people.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Sea Has A Mouth
in my study
today i am given the rules
concerning the
mouth of the sea
how it sends the waves
like tongues
to deposit some corals on the shore
which to my imagination
has become the lap of my lustful
creation
on the other hand the two rivers nearby
meet the sea
and too give their gifts of soil, sand and
silt
all offerings to finally
create an island
that all the parties now
dispute
as exclusively owned
by either
never neither
sometimes it is Mother
Nature that creates the problem
and people die.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Heretic Prays
the heretic kneels
by the old willow tree
alone in the darkness
with life....
and prays....
with no need for salvation,
redemption, or change....
no thought of self,
of need and want,
he just lets go...
and prays....
nameless, part of all....
formless, evolving forms.....
from soul to spirit....
becoming....
the scripture of small creatures,
the hymns of the wind.....
eternity unleashed in each moment.....
the heretic prays!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Shovel
Meant to refuse,
but just smash the whole gate down.
Tried for the truth,
but just, lied when it really mattered.
Anywhere,
that your going.
Anytime,
that you feel like.
Should have been there.
Should have spoken.
Tell me theres nowhere youre going.
If you only faced it when.
Then you,
decide to,
finally make it in.
Its over.
Its breaking.
In case thats all,
that you want,
unprotected.
Kept it all hidden.
Its safe from you,
thats what matters.
Anywhere,
that your going.
Anytime,
that you feel like.
Should have been there.
Should have spoken.
Tell me theres no way of knowing.
If you only faced it when.
Then you,
decide to,
finally make it in.
Its over.
Its breaking.
Its broken.
Adjusting, nothing.
You get just what you pay for.
Believe in, anything.
Another stab, in the back, that you let go.
Dont know how to react, now you dont know.
Swear up and down, this is the last, time, you, will, get, burned
song performed by by Quicksand
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Preference
Sometimes we have to stand on our own two feet,
And make our own decisions.
We can take a slice, of some good advice,
But decide on our own intuitions.
No one can live our lives for us,
It is something we alone have to do,
And whether or not, we lose the plot,
We should be determined to see it through.
Suggestions, hints and opinions,
Are all valid and help one decide,
And it's really your preference, that is of the essence,
So at least you can say that you tried.
Sometimes we have to stand on our own two feet,
So courage is what's really required.
But the future's unseen, and there's no way to glean,
If our choices have succeeded or backfired.
We all take a chance when deciding,
Which is the right scheme to pick,
Taking time to work out, what your plan's all about,
Is what you would call, philosophic.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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A Lovely Evening
when you finally give up
and put the ring on the table
and you shed some tears
and say a goodbye and when
i am finally left alone
staring at the darkness
when the moon is covered
by the storm when i cannot
hear anything because the
typhoon begins to rage
i can decide and always
say upon myself that despite
all these things
i can still look forward to
another lovely evening
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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