The mind gets distracted in all sorts of ways. The heart is its own exclusive concern and diversion.
quote by Malcolm De Chazal
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Man never legislates, but destinies and accidents, happening in all sorts of ways, legislate in all sorts of ways.
Most sorts of diversion in men, children and other animals, are in imitation of fighting.
quote by Jonathan Swift
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Look...Over There!
Diversion.
Look...
Over there!
Diversion.
Look...
Over there!
Diversion.
Look...
Over there!
Diversion.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We get on the bandwagon in all sorts of ways - you know minor ways and major ways - like what you've just encountered which isn't censorship exactly, it was something sort of uglier in a way.
quote by Kathy Acker
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Exclusive Booty
Some have a crush on,
Just one they have a lust.
And that one that is the lusted one,
Just may run from their touch.
Not wanting it that much.
Some have a crush on,
Just one they have a lust.
And that one that is the lusted one,
Just may run from their touch.
Others have a chronic logic that exists.
And it's difficult for them to reason,
With hearts distanced from their minds...
Thinking them to be affixed.
And hard it is to interfere with people who insist,
A jumping to conclusions is a way to happiness.
Some want exclusive booty that they can do.
Exclusive booty chosen just to do with one boo.
And...
Some want exclusive booty.
Some want exclusive booty.
Some want exclusive booty just with one boo.
And,
Some want exclusive booty that they can do.
Exclusive booty chosen just to do with one boo.
And...
Some want exclusive booty.
Some want exclusive booty.
Some want exclusive booty just with one boo.
And hard it is to interfere with people who insist,
A jumping to conclusions is a way to happiness.
But...
Some want exclusive booty.
Some want exclusive booty.
Some want exclusive booty just with one boo.
Some have a crush on,
Just one they have a lust.
And that one that is the lusted one,
Just may run from their touch.
Not wanting it that much.
Others have a chronic logic that exists.
And it's difficult for them to reason,
With hearts distanced from their minds...
Thinking them to be affixed.
Some want exclusive booty that they can do.
Exclusive booty chosen just to do with one boo.
And...
Some want exclusive booty.
Some want exclusive booty.
Some want exclusive booty just with one boo.
And,
Some want exclusive booty that they can do.
Exclusive booty chosen just to do with one boo.
And...
Some want exclusive booty.
Some want exclusive booty.
Some want exclusive booty just with one boo!
And today that's hard to do,
Wanting it exclusive too!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Manners count
It is your dress, cleanliness and manner,
Not your skin, countenance, and glamour,
That earns you a woman’s concern.
Your clean mind, clean teeth, clean habit,
Not your muscles, jewels and wallet
Are which earn you a woman’s concern.
Be your manner and calls above her reproach.
Refrain from over care and over indulgence.
Then you will have earned a woman’s concern.
You lend her your ear and not eye.
You tend her passion, not her lust.
You will have won her concern.
If you have no concern for women,
If you have no woman’s concern,
Then no use of you being born.
13.11.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Most Exclusive Residence For Sale
It was the biggest house in the neighborhood.
He went and bought this house when he made good.
Ten bedrooms and a swimming pool,
Where he entertained all the people that he knew.
But he hit the hard times and had to sell out.
Most exclusive residence for sale.
He went and spent all the money that he had.
Because he had a heart and not a head.
He spent it all on girls and fancy jewelry.
Then he found himself in front of a judge and jury,
And the judge said to pay up, our you must sell out.
Most exclusive residence for sale.
He had to tell all the servants to go away.
Couldnt even afford to pay their way.
He took to the bottle and drunk himself down,
Then he soaked away all the troubles and let them drown.
Then he saw a notice on the wall,
Most exclusive residence for sale.
Most exclusive residence for sale.
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
song performed by by Kinks
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Some statements concern the conscious states of the animal, what he is to himself as an inner life; others concern his original and acquired ways of response, his behavior, what he is an outside observer.
quote by Edward Thorndike
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Always, In All Ways
For always, in all ways
You'll be in my mind
For always, in all ways
The words have been
So hard to find
I still remember you as a child
Holding you in my arms
The way you looked up to me
I thought that I'd always be
I'd be there beside you
For always, in all ways
For always, in all ways
You'll stay in my heart
For always, in all ways
This distance is too far apart
I thought you'd always be Daddy's child
Then suddenly you were grown
And now that you're on your own
Whenever you feel alone
I'll be there beside you
For always, in all ways
I never thought that
This day would come
When we'd have to say
Goodbye
But now that you're on your own
Whenever you need a home
I'll be there inside you always, in all ways
I'll be there inside you always, in all ways
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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We Write Because....
we write
beyond their frames of reference
we write because we have traveled so well
this journey of life
seemingly without end
so many things to see still
so many places to traverse
rivers to cross
skies to fly our hours
so many bridges of this world
so many black birds dissolving in fading afternoons
so many waves that sing of folding times
so many mountains gummed
so many sorrows and joys
kids begging on the streets
prostitutes strutting their bodies on long and lonely and hungry nights
so many decent men and women nonspeaking their ways
on airport halls
lots of sounds on the malls
sipping silences on private beaches
exclusive hotels
blending colors
mixed scents
intriguing dialogues
colliding bodies
salty sweat
cranky faces
all sorts, all sorts
of intricacies
and idiosyncrasies
a very interesting
world
indeed, indeed!
so many people with their mouths eager to tell
the stories of their lives
i walk, i listen, i keep my mouth shut
i write
we write because there are people who want their stories to be written
we are all ears now,
and fingers too
must you ask me when shall i stop?
let them all shut up.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Low
Monday blues, a heart of stone,
Out of sorts, out of mind, so alone,
Feelings so strong threaten to engulf me,
A clear mind is needed, the way ahead to see.
poem by Simon Thorpe
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Diversions (American Attitude)
Diversions, diversions for our brain,
you choose one or the other.
You won't have to think for a few hours.
The diversion will help to smother
all the problems of the day
and make your headache go away.
Choose a sport or American Idol
and forget about the mess
that will meet you in the morning
and bring on all the stress.
Look for a job. None in sight?
Pay the bills. Money's tight.
Price at the pump out of sight
and you spend the day depressed.
It's not even worth getting dressed.
Afraid of the news? You got the blues?
Whatever you do you know you lose.
It's time to relax and watch TV.
It's diversion time once more.
These are the best hours of your day.
Tomorrow the lion will roar.
And you will leave your couch.
Another struggle to face is here.
Can't wait for your diversion
and an ice cold can of beer.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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So Many Ways
So many ways
There must be so many ways to say goodbye
Im breaking up again
But just when I thought I could hear her voice
It echoes in my head
Im sorry if I say the wrong things
Im sorry if you feel that I dont want you anymore
But how can I believe any words that she says to me
When everything comes out wrong
Shes built and torn down anyone that gets close to her heart
To her heart
There must be so many ways to say goodbye
But I cant seem to think of one this time
So many ways to say goodbye
Even if she isnt mine
Im still losing my mind
Shes calling me again
But I was so convinced Id never hear her voice
She says hello
How can you ever breathe without me
Cause I can see this happening all over again
I think I want it to
How can I believe any words that she says to me
When everything comes out wrong
Shes built and torn down anyone that gets close to her heart
There must be so many ways to say goodbye
But I cant seem to think of one this time
There must be so many ways to say goodbye
Even if she isnt mine
Im still losing my mind
Shes built and torn down anyone
Shes built and torn down anyone that comes close to her heart
To her heart
There must be so many ways to say goodbye
But I cant seem to think of one this time
So many ways to say goodbye
Even if she isnt mine
Im still losing my mind
song performed by by New Found Glory
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Sport Just A Diversion
The anthem of Australian Rules Football the song known as 'We'll be there'
And Aussie Rules fans who do not know this song by heart to say the least quite rare
On Saturday after the game at the M C G in groups as they walk along the street
A song sung by the winning fans since victory is sweet.
They sing 'We were there when the boys became the men' their religion is football
And they tell all of those who wish to hear 'the greatest game of all'
But sport is just a diversion from the big problems out there
In the World where the haves make more and the have nots live in despair
Of ever getting anywhere in life they live in poverty
They live their dreams through the success of celebrities that they see on t.v.
And sport is a diversion for them from the reality
Of ever knowing success themselves suppose what is to be will be.
Sport just a diversion from reality for the have nots to enjoy
Poor teenagers dream of sporting fame a dream for most that die
Before they reach their forties when they come to realize
That life is very different when seen through ageing eyes
poem by Francis Duggan
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I know, because I tried all sorts of ways of being in character, and the best way is to be totally straight.
quote by Tommy Chong
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To Be Treated With Sincerity
Old tactics used to finesse from me,
My common sense...
With maneuvers thought to flatter,
A desperate ego.
Especially if the expectation,
Is to actually have such tactics work...
To leave me distracted to massage my own mind.
This approach some may find,
To leave them disappointed.
However...
And I'll share this with emphasis.
Since I am in the mood to confess.
If one is intending to shiver me to see goose bumps,
A simple invitation to my favorite restaurant...
Suggesting I can eat whatever I want,
And not concern myself with paying for it?
Will get me to jump through hoops and do backflips.
And those who know me intimately know the truth of this.
Don't get me wrong!
I can cook and love to do it.
But to be treated with sincerity attached?
What else could there be for me to ask for?
My needs are as basic as they come.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Two Ways To Play
Somethin' crossed my mind again
You were in my eyes
It was somewhere out by Bombay
And I'm tellin' all those lies
I've been there and you've been there
And there ain't no mistake
We could take it anyway
But the one thing we can't fake
There's just two ways to play
Just two ways to play
And I don't want to stay
There's just two ways to play
And I'm gonna play it right, this time
Yeah
There's always the easy numbers
There's those hard ways too
There's those cheaters blunders
It's either one of two
But fortune telling's mezmorizing
In the game of chance
But rollin' dice ain't sympathizing
When you play romance
There's just two ways to play
Just two ways to play
And I don't want to stay
There's just two ways to play
I can't control the numbers
I can't control your sexy ways
I can't control my inner thunder
It makes me want????????
Two ways to play
There's Just two ways to play
There's just two ways to play
There's just two ways to play
I'm gonna play it right this time
There's two ways to play
There's just two ways to play
Two ways to play
There's just two ways to play
And I don't want to stay
There's just two ways to play
song performed by by ZZ Top
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The sport of man and woman
A woman’s concern is
How she could be an asset to men’s eyes.
A man’s concern is
How he could get a berth in her heart.
This is the sport that keeps them smart.
30.12.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Concern for passion
How high the Mount Everest is
Or how deep the Pacific is,
Is not my concern right now.
How much for me she cares
And how deep for me her love is,
Is my immediate concern.
How warm the sun is,
Or how cool the moon is,
Is not my anguish.
How warm her heart is,
And how cool her look is,
Is my desperate wish.
Concern for passion
Is corporal urge
That occupies foremost.
02.12.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Why Empower It With Concern?
When something isn't...
Why empower it with concern?
What lesson is there learned,
By choosing to discuss...
The 'what ifs'.
As if those 'what ifs' breathe and exist!
When something isn't...
Why empower it with concern?
What lesson is there learned,
By choosing to discuss...
The 'what ifs'.
As if those 'what ifs' breathe and exist!
And the next step we need to take...
Is to select someone qualified,
To monitor our decisions and babysit!
And that time spent doing this...
Has been wasted like devalued dollars,
We struggle to find ways to throw away...
Or burn.
With no regard and less concern.
And that is the headache we've lived to earn.
Too many are already confused in creating solutions.
All we need to do,
Is to commit ourselves to have nothing to do with it.
Already you look relieved!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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