I don't get into that second guessing of myself publicly.
quote by Stephen Harper
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Into Whining
Into whining, into guessing, a day was guessing,
More important than mahogany, but upstairs;
Forming study, the question forbade us
As the apartment of knowledge entered our minds.
We were guessing and leading to answers,
Questions survived the chances, the telegrams;
There was lying more than us and everyone,
Yet the guesses welcomed us, as they were true.
poem by Naveed Akram
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It is easier to keep half a dozen lovers guessing than to keep one lover after he has stopped guessing.
quote by Helen Rowland
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Guessing Games
Music: hall/j. allen
Lyrics: hall
When I met you I shouldve been warned
Ooh I could see you change from day to day
But you kept me guessing
Playing for fun
Whatll you do what would you say
Strange moods and jealous anger
A kind of passion that I cant explain
Youre high strung, thats attraction
But your act is driving me away
(guessing games) I dont wanna play those
Guessing game
(dont wanna)
Please dont make me playem no
(guessing games)
I dont wanna play those
(guessing games)
Games
You gotta give me something to hold
That cute routine you got is wearing thin
So baby can you do it for yourself and for me
I dont wanna lose you, I want us to win
Strange moods jealous anger
That kind of passion that you cant explain
Youre high strung thats a fact
But dont you let it drive me away
(guessing games) cause I dont wanna play those
Guessing game
(dont wanna)
Please dont make me playem no
Guessing games
I dont wanna play those
Games
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Although I never publicly defended promiscuity, I never publicly attacked it. I attempted to avoid the subject, in part because I felt, and often still feel, unable to live up to the ideals I really hold.
quote by Andrew Sullivan
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Publicly You Treat Me Evil
You don't have to be,
Pleasing and sweet.
But publicly...
You treat me evil.
In private you are so adored.
And I am sure...
You-are-my-equal.
But on the streets,
You then deceive.
You have a need,
To treat me evil.
Why do you seek,
To treat me evil.
In the streets,
You treat me evil.
Then alone and under sheets...
You-are-sweet-full.
Why do you seek,
To treat me evil.
In the streets,
You treat me evil.
Then alone and under sheets...
You-are-sweet-full.
But publicly,
You treat me evil.
People see,
You treat me evil.
Why is it in the streets you seek,
To be evil.
Why is it in the streets you seek,
To be evil.
Why is it in the streets you seek,
To be evil.
To be evil.
Then alone and under sheets...
You-are-sweet-full.
But...
Pub licly you treat me evil.
Publicly you treat me evil.
Publicly you treat me evil.
Treat me evil!
But...
Publicly you treat me evil.
Publicly you treat me evil.
Publicly you treat me evil.
Treat me evil!
TREAT ME EVIL.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Breathe
This is the knowledge that I bring,
Universal worldwide culture
Inhale, exhale
I takes it all in
No second guessing
Truth brings forth a new passion
No second guessing
Push aside this fate for the ransom
Stands among, gold seven and loxd up
White wool; fire eyes, glowing in red
Water of rush, planet hold, in double edge
Falling down dead, last first, its one life
Life source, in resurrection, these bloodstains
Shining face, this morning stars reflections
Embracing light, the clearness of sunrise
Tower strong, in this refuge, my fortress
Breathe
This is the knowledge that I bring,
Universal worldwide culture
Inhale, exhale
I takes it all in
No second guessing
Truth brings forth a new passion
No second guessing
Push aside this fate for the ransom
song performed by by P.O.D.
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Dragged Into The Open
I am the first to sympathize,
With those wishing not to see...
Their dirty laundry dragged into the open,
So publicly for it to be seen on the streets.
With a doing done by them...
But goes unadmitted consciously.
Living in denial is not a gift to cherish,
By anyone seeking others to disparage.
Opening one's eyes to be freed of dishonesty,
Reveals the truth within.
Realizing a critique quickly given...
Is not neccessarily meant as negativity.
I am the first to sympathize,
With those wishing not to see...
Their dirty laundry dragged into the open,
So publicly for it to be seen on the streets.
With a doing done by them...
But goes unadmitted consciously.
And if so much which is soiled is publicly exposed,
Denying its existence only tarnishes more...
The credibility of those,
Believing they can hide to smother anything...
Under impressive dress.
In the wearing of brand new clothes recently purchased.
And yet,
Missing a message when delivered and told.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Raised to Express
So innocent then,
Were my public aggressions!
My willingness to connect,
All aspects of my identity...
With an outspokenness,
Is not new to me.
Raised to express!
And not to regress...
In needless nonstop guessing.
To do my best,
Is...
Something done I should do first for me.
Raised to express!
And not to regress...
In needless nonstop guessing.
And,
To do my best
Is...
Something done I should do first for me.
Since no one better knows my destiny!
So innocent then,
Were my public aggressions!
My willingness to connect,
All aspects of my identity...
With an outspokenness,
Is not new to me.
Raised to express!
And not to regress...
In needless nonstop guessing.
And,
To do my best
Is...
Something done I should do first for me.
And,
To do my best
Is...
Something done I should do first for me.
Every aspect of my life delights,
Since no one better knows my destiny!
Raised to express!
With no need for nonstop guessing.
Or regress to foolishness.
Since,
No one better knows my destiny!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Over The Hills And Far Away
Hey lady--you got the love I need
Maybe more than enough.
Oh Darling... walk a while with me
Ooh, you've got so much...
Many times I loved, Many times been bitten
Many times I've gazed, Along the open road.
Many times I've lied, Many times I've listened
Many times I've wondered, How much there is to know.
Many dreams come true, And some have silver linings
I live for my dream, And a pocketful of gold.
Mellow is the man, Who knows what he's been missing
Many many men, Can't see the open road.
Many is a word, That only leaves you guessing
Guessing 'bout a thing, You really ought to know, ooh!
You really ought to know, I really ought to know!
oooh, You know I should, you know I should, you know I should.
song performed by by Led Zeppelin
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Over The Hills & Far Away
Hey lady--you got the love I need
Maybe more than enough.
Oh darling... walk a while with me
Ooh, youve got so much...
Many times I loved
Many times been bitten
Many times Ive gazed
Along the open road.
Many times Ive lied
Many times Ive listened
Many times Ive wondered
How much there is to know.
Many dreams come true
And some have silver linings
I live for my dream
And a pocketful of gold.
Mellow is the man
Who knows what hes been missing
Many many men
Cant see the open road.
Many is a word
That only leaves you guessing
Guessing bout a thing
You really ought to know, ooh!
You really ought to know
I really ought to know!
Oooh, you know I should, you know I should, you know I should...
song performed by by Led Zeppelin
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Sparrow
(eric carmen)
Recorded by cyrus erie
Epic 10451 / 1969
Sparrow, say that loves a game
Win or lose, its all the same
If it leaves, it comes again,
I dont understand
Never let her be too sure
That would be so immature
Keep her guessing, thats the way
To show you really love her
Id like to stop these guessing games
If its all the same to you
cause when theyre done
If you are gone
You know youll make me feel so bad now
Sparrow, sparrow, loves a game
I dont understand
Id like to stop these guessing games
If its all the same to you
cause when theyre done
If you are gone
You know youll make me blue
(feel so bad now)
(you know youll make me feel so bad now)
Sparrow, say its time to go
If you care, dont let it show
Hide it so shell never know
Then she cant hurt you
Then she cant hurt you
song performed by by Eric Carmen
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The Carpenter
With a nail in your right hand,
and a nail in your left hand,
and a nail or two to keep your feet in place...
up there on that cross - - -
I am just guessing that you are not here
to fix the roof!
He is not directing traffic like that - - -
and, yes, I know, that it is hot today - - -
... But, a loin cloth?
I am guessing that that is not tomato sauce,
and even I could pick a better hat than that!
You could use a haircut and a shave, by the way!
I don't mean to misbehave - - -
but, you must admit - - - this is a little unexpected!
BUT - - - You did say, you would be back!
Although your mothers image is on the odd potato chip,
or on a cement wall under a Chicago train bridge...
or on a grilled cheese sandwich, according to believers,
I tend to think that that's not what you meant by ' Faith '.
poem by Barry Van Allen
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Playing The Guessing Game
People come expecting me to have all the answers.
They want me to end their suffering, to have a cure to their cancer.
I try my damnedest to help out people the best I can.
But with such vagueness, their is need for only more questions.
You want a personal opinion, you want definitive advice on something you won't tell me about.
Thats absolute nonsense.
Stop these silly requests.
I can neither read minds or predict the future.
And even if I could I would leave it in a vague riddle that would keep you guessing till the end of time, if their is such a thing.
I have no degree in psychology that is for certain.
I don't deal with other people problems on a daily basis, but instead my own.
And they are plenty enough of them alone.
But as I write about my experiences, it is not an invitation to guessing game I condone.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Reprise
You surprise me day and night
You keep me guessing day and night
day and night(oh)day and night
I'll keep you in my heart no matter what happens
I promise you I'll never let you down
Even when you just dont know
and your feeling down
I'll be their for you
You surprise me day and night
You keep me guessing day and night
day and night (oh) day and night
song performed by by Erykah Badu
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Second Guessing
Why're you trying to second guess me?
I am tired of second guessing
What will be your look this season?
Who will be your book this season?
Why're you trying to second guess me?
I am tired of second guessing
What will be your look this season?
Who will be your book this season?
Here we are
Why're you trying to second guess me?
I am tired of second guessing
What will be your look this season?
Be in my club
song performed by by R.E.M. from Reckoning
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A Warning
I announce a warning and reminder,
Posing a new question,
A simple statement of elegance,
Once ago, it was never said.
I fear him who gave this slogan,
For he lived in this world and never died,
He forgot a soldier’s story to his life,
His destiny never was communicated
So his other-half became a tragedy
Just as laughing denied success to higher bureaucrats;
I assuaged the hunger long ago in history,
Hungry animals collect all gold,
Fading into light and darkness,
Guessing my foreign ideals then donating
My organs.
Hunger is guessing me and my soul.
He gave me a warning but I did not listen.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Mixed Messages
Do you know,
What I think I do?
Your messages are sending me a meaning.
I interpret most of them as being mixed.
I think you know it.
And that's intented.
Do you know,
What I think I do?
Is there something here we should be investing?
With some time given,
To digest!
If we conversated to replace the guessing.
I'm not the one to be confused about a message.
I'm the kind that likes it more direct.
If you've got some feelings for me confessed them.
Help me out here,
Let's not start a mess.
Eliminate the guessing,
And put this at rest.
Do you know,
What I think I do?
Is there something here we should be investing?
Let's eliminate the guessing,
And put this at rest.
Do you know,
What I think I do?
Help me out here,
Let's not start a mess.
The less guess work will put my mind at rest.
Do you know,
What I think I do?
Less guess work will eliminate a mess.
Help me out here,
Let's not start a mess.
Less guess work will eliminate to put this mess at rest.
Do you know,
What I think I do?
Your messages are sending me a meaning.
I interpret most of them as being mixed.
I think you know it.
And that's intented.
I think you know it.
And that's intented.
But mixed messages are not the kind,
I think are the best.
If you want some answers,
You're the one that must confess.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Found In Our Treasured Constitution
Oh...
Today those enraged,
Have become engaged...
With those displaying their outrage.
As they publicly defend their craze.
With excuses made,
About their accepted way of life.
One that incenses the activation of division...
That spreads like a cancer,
To have no ending in sight.
Although they are responsible for conflicts incited,
Like children they are...
Denying they've started any fights.
And yet those who are observing the initiation of all of this...
Do not wish to admit,
They've been influenced by those given microphones...
To air their 'beefs',
That victimizes those innocent.
Oh...
Today those enraged,
Have become engaged...
With those displaying their outrage.
As they publicly defend their craze.
'We have the right to defend,
Any unrest that we begin.
And 'that' can be found in our treasured constitution.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Politics Of Kissing
Shes looking back to see if hes looking at her
They talk without any words
And with a smile hes moving heaven and earth
She dreams of holding him tight
When will the moment be right
Got to be diplomatic, a step at a time
Dont want to blow it baby
Chorus:
Thats the politics of kissing
To know when to show your hand
First thoughts then second guessing
A subtle supply and demand
Balance of power baby
To hold or not to hold
Thats the politics of kissing
Youre finding your way as you go, go, go
How do you know
Head over heels under the moon looking at you
But do you feel it too
And if I move in closer what will you do
Cause Im thinking please hold me tight
Am I the light in your eyes
I wish you had the power for reading my mind
cause Ill never say it to you
(repeat chorus)
Oh-oo-oh-oo-oh, oh-oo-oh-oo-oh
Oh-oo-oh-oo-oh, oh-oo-oh-oo-oh
Oh-oo-oh-oo-oh-oo-oh
Oh-oo-oh-oo-oh, oh-oo-oh-oo-oh
Oh-oo-oh-oo-oh-oo-oh
Hear what Im sayin to ya
Thats the politics of kissing
To know when to show your hand
First thoughts then second guessing
A subtle supply and demand
Balance of power baby
To hold or not to hold
Thats the politics of kissing
Thats the politics of kissing
To know when to show your hand
First thoughts then second guessing
A subtle supply and demand
Balance of power baby
To hold or not to hold
Thats the politics of kissing
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Pointless Oppositions
So happy am I and pleased to see,
Others with talents to express them publicly.
When I began to do this I felt alone and strange.
Especially when people misunderstood my attempts,
To do what I desired and not seek attention to get.
Although it was part of the territory to be exposed.
I only knew of a love of it.
Ego had nothing to do what I chose!
And as years have gone by so happy am I,
To see others with 'gifts' express them in public.
I know how lonely and difficult it gets,
When others with no interests...
'Assume' they can pass judgement with senseless tests.
Hoping to discourage those born to do their best.
To only witness one determined to be who they are,
And achieve with a doing to reflect their best efforts.
So happy am I and pleased to see,
Others with talents to express them publicly.
And...
Putting to rest,
Those who protest with their pointless oppositions.
Only those who know,
Grow from those wounds to heal to show what's real.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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