If lifespan jumps by 30 or 40 years, that has enormous implications.
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Barabas
Something is changing
Growing in your mind
Cant do a thing about it
Living in normal life - barabas
Cant remember the first light
Must have been something enormous
I would give anything to travel into time
Barabas ....
Must have been something enormous,
Something enormous, something enormous
I would give anything to travel into time
song performed by by Hooverphonic
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Since we enacted the PATRIOT Act almost three years ago, there has been tremendous public debate about its breadth and implications on due process and privacy.
quote by Howard Berman
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Dog In The Box
I have a cousin who has a small dog.
He keeps a large box in his kitchen,
which the dog jumps in to.
The dog then starts his antic
whenever visitors arrive which
to watch is quite hilarious.
He jumps up and down
like a jack in the box.
However, in this case
it is a dog in a box.
He shrinks down
then up and down he springs;
He never tries to get out
this dog in a box.
9 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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Um, I have an enormous faith in God. I have an enormous support system that also has that same belief.
quote by Katey Sagal
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Scientists are really very conscious of the fact that they stand on the shoulders of an enormous tree of preceding workers and that their own contribution is not so enormous.
quote by Martin Fleischmann
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I Am Writing A Poem That You Can Understand So Easily
this is not to insult your intelligence
or your sensibility
your capacity for managing angst,
to see the wholeness
of the matter
in the eye of the needle
where the camel enters where you claim you have seen it,
this, this is it, the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the river the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the riverthe quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog near the bank of the river
do you not find wisdom in it, it is filled with questions to be answered:
why is the fox quick
why is it brown? why does it jump on a lazy dog? and is the dog really lazy? is this not offensive to the dogs in the royalty? and why should the river be near? and this bank of the river? is this where the dog lives? or the fox or the dog, do they relate to the word quick and lazy?
i tell you, there is wisdom in every word, no matter where you place it.
every verb serves its purpose in giving us action,
every question calls for an answer
and every period serves the purpose it is intended to be.
rest.
the purpose of an easy poem is to understand it, and so the poem is written in the most familiar language that you know and speak,
period.
i don't want to understand things really, there is no point there.
period.
some poems are not meant to be understood, they are only meant to be read.
period.
some poems are not meant to be digested, they are meant to make
us full, even only for a while.
period.
some poems are written by Someone Else, and this writer does not
even understand it.
period.
rest.......
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life Is So Beautiful
i step out as the door opens
the rain just stop its downpour
it is cold and the flowers are wet
and the grass glisten with drops
of water on its blade
the red rooster jumps from a tree
and flirts with a gray hen
i look to the sky and then
around the nearby hills
some birds fly towards the trees
a carabao grazes on the plain
deep within me i still want
more years, more years.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The eleventh day of the eleventh month has always seemed to me to be special. Even if the reason for it fell apart as the years went on, it was a symbol of something close to the high part of the heart. Perhaps a life that stretches through two or three wars takes its first war rather seriously, but I still think we should have kept the name "Armistice Day." Its implications were a little more profound, a little more hopeful.
quote by Walt Kelly
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Until The Final Page
I was born a long time ago
I don’t admit to being old
I watched the long years passing slow
My story far from being told.
Each day I wake is a bonus
I’ve long since passed mans lifespan
Perhaps because I’m curious
I try to be an active man
When I reach my centenary
I won’t give up too easily
I will review what I should do
I might decide to start anew.
All men must die as we all know
But I’m not ready yet to go.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Pol Pot carried out through the years enormous purges against his own followers because of his paranoia.
quote by Sydney Schanberg
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For Three Whose Reflex was Yes
Nobody I know is a god. A mother and son
fall into the river's million hands, the river's
smash and grab. They go under, climb the ropeless
water up, wave, open their mouths and scream
wet silences as they slide back under.
A man jumps in to save them, leaves the edge
as a needle into the river's muddy sinews, a woman
jumps in to save his vanishing and the mother
and son and is stripped by the flood, her pants
drowning right beside her, another man jumps in
to save them all and a woman jumps in after him
to save them all plus one, cars arrive and people
get out and leap into the river, the river's being filled
with whatever's in their pockets and their hands
and their eyes, with nickels and dollar bills
and bibles and sunsets, the beautiful brush strokes
of this beautifully dying day, people pile
like a river inside the river, they keep coming
and diving in, they keep feeding their breath
to the water, which is less, which is thinned,
until the mother and son rise on a mound
of strangers and dead, the sun warming them, blessing
their faces slowly dry.
0182 Parents (2)
OK, you don’t have to believe this;
but it’s worth thinking about.
Here’s the theory – it’s as beautifully
simple, and as subtle in its implications,
as any mathematician would enjoy:
In the succession of our lives,
leading by so many, many rebirths
to our perfection, each life
is shaped by our actions
in the previous life
and, deep, deep in our soul -
which wants only the best for us,
while we live through what’s laid down
by our past – some sublime reasoning
sets up the handicaps which we must
transcend in our next life; that is, this one
rather as if a jockey or a show-jumper
sets up the hedges, fences, walls, and water-jumps
for themself, so that they themself
may test themself to ride a greater course,
maybe a perfect round..
I’ll cut the moral, here. It’s all
beyond acceptance, and personal forgiveness, though
that’s a start; just a lifetime of
opportunities to ‘make something of yourself’
knowing in your heart that ultimately -
that is, right now -
it’s for the good
so, for a nice friendly family start:
you yourself chose your parents..
OK, you don’t have to believe this;
but it’s worth thinking about?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The New American Way # 3
lets see.
you finance your multi-trillion dollar
wars 100% with China ... and leave
the burden of the debt for the
American taxpayer to pay.
meanwhile, you take the billions
(maybe trillions) of dollars profit
that you make on defense contracts,
etc ... and put it in your pockets.
i've only been in the business world
for about 25 years but i know.
(forgetting the moral and ethical
implications) as we say
here in the south:
'that dog dont hunt! '
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Daring JearBear
He’s not the average scared bear,
He’s a bear that really dares.
Dares to climb high into the sky,
up to his tree house as bees fly by.
Bees flying around his honeycomb,
Really close to his tree house home.
He swats them away with his big bear claw,
Then he goes into his house and has a gnaw.
He naws on his favorite bite,
It’s a hamburgers filled with dust mites.
Then he goes to cut some zzzz’s
Then he starts to dream,
of funny things like buzzing bees.
Then he feels a sting,
it’s a real bee stinging his knee.
He jumps up and makes a roar,
he runs out his tree house door.
Jumps down to the ground
and jumps in the lake,
he feels relief and has a great day.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 20,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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Daring JearBear
He's not the average scared bear,
He's a bear that really dares.
Dares to climb high into the sky,
up to his tree house as bees fly by.
Bees flying around his honeycomb,
Really close to his tree house home.
He swats them away with his big bear claw,
Then he goes into his house and has a gnaw.
He naws on his favorite bite,
It's a hamburgers filled with dust mites.
Then he goes to cut some zzzz's
Then he starts to dream,
of funny things like buzzing bees.
Then he feels a sting,
it's a real bee stinging his knee.
He jumps up and makes a roar,
he runs out his tree house door.
Jumps down to the ground
and jumps in the lake,
he feels relief and has a great day.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 20,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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I knew it was going to be enormous because of the number of people who bought the books, but, to be honest, I never thought it would be bigger than Bond. Never in a million years.
quote by Robbie Coltrane
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World Poem
I am a bluebird that flies around the world.
I am a frog that jumps to Japan.
I am a soccer ball that gets kicked to France.
I am a bluebird that flies around the world.
I am not a bomb that blows up the universe.
I am not a pan that cooks French waffles.
I am not a missile which explodes on contact.
I am not a bomb that blows up the universe.
I am a French fry that jumps around the world.
I am a pancake that flips for joy and happiness.
I am a flower that blows in the north winds and the south winds
I am a French fry that jumps around the world.
I am not a sad potato that flips for sadness.
I am not a black berry which gets destroyed after one strike.
I am not a raspberry which is red for anger.
I am not a sad potato which flips for sadness.
poem by Jake Lesperance
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Katie: The Cocker Spaniel
With her caramel fur, and long, floppy ears,
Seeing Katie go for her walk, brings me cheer.
Away from her mistress, she excitedly bolts;
Over neighbour’s fences, she effortlessly vaults.
Sniffing around, here and there, she loves to explore;
Despite having travelled this path, many times before.
Whether she’s out on a sunny day, or in a force ten gale,
She’s guaranteed to be happy, and have a very waggy tail.
Still only a few years old, she appears to have endless energy.
There are so many things in life, for her curious eyes to see.
Full of the joys of spring, she rushes around all over the place;
If dogs could smile, then she’d definitely have one on her face!
Let off of her lead, she darts off, and is, very soon, gone,
But she returns to her strolling mistress, to beckon her on.
She really loves to go for her twice daily walks;
To other dog owners, her mistress often talks.
At some people, she jumps up, as them, she loves to greet,
But, by doing so, she leaves an impression of her muddy feet!
That she lives her life to the full, there isn’t a single doubt;
Barking joyously, she runs and jumps and dances about.
Of a snarling, butch, muscular looking dog, I am really scared,
But, the presence of a playful, Cocker Spaniel, I will happily bear.
They pass my house, each and every day, whatever the weather.
Over the coming years, they will share many great times together.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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For over 20 years, the federal and provincial governments have made enormous efforts employing a variety of approaches in an attempt to stimulate Montreal's economy.
quote by Kim Campbell
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The odd thing is, I don't consider what I do work, because it's what I love. But it is also an enormous amount of pressure, and you have to work an enormous amount of hours.
quote by Maria Menounos
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