The actual Blue Rose murders, which lie at the core of the three novels, yield various incorrect solutions which assume the status of truth.
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Blue Rose
wish i could lay my eyes on the blue rose
aches to touch it, caress the petals
feel its texture on my skin
smell its fragrance and have it stored in my memory
need to touch need to feel
close to the blue rose
see it bloom, fully share its passion
and beauty in its core
experience the blue rose
listen to its dance
with the wind and sky
knowing and wanting it so much
such passion
yet where is the blue rose
never existed
only lives in my mind
hoping its real
not a dream
poem by Rita Umali
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Blue Rose
Wish I could lay my eyes on the blue rose
Aches to touch it, caress the petals
Feel its texture on my skin
Smell its fragrance and have it stored in my memory
Need to touch need to feel
Close to the blue rose
See it bloom, fully share its passion and beauty in its core
Experience the blue rose
Listen to its dance
with the wind and sky
knowing and wanting it so much
such passion
Yet where is the blue rose
never existed
only lives in my mind
hoping its real
not a dream
poem by Rita Umali
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Incorrect
Of a reckless life,
Of a reckless act,
Of the windows of the odds in a society without a clue;
How many clues do i have to give before you make the right decision?
Come back to reality and come to the truth.
You are scurried away like bats and,
I am with the timid crowd outside;
But, come back to reality to gain your status in life.
Of my day,
Of your days,
Of our time to share together in life;
Sometimes we have to play together before we get what we want.
Soon it is time to get dressed for an occasion,
But do slide down to listen to the story;
Like love under the greenwood tree.
Reckless life and reckless acts,
When are my people going to learn? !
To the teacher,
To the soldier,
And to the farmer;
The mistake of the nights are vocabulary incorrect!
The variety of literature,
The exploration of my mind on paper;
But, is this the drama? !
Of words and deeds,
Of visions and missions,
Words without thoughts do not go to heaven!
But i am courageously impressed than a discouraged mouse.
I am bravery than a coward ice and,
I don't have to live a reckless life;
No, it is mathematically incorrect! !
Compare my status and compare my masculine acts of my impetus,
For i am vocabulary named after a King like the muse of my mind.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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It is always incorrect to assume you can know what someone's moral convictions are based on their philosophical theories.
quote by Stanley Fish
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You and The Roses
A red rose is red flower,
A lavender is purple blue
All that is good,
All that is true.
Sky of colour blue,
The skies that are blue
When I feel blue
Give me a rose that's blue.
And these beautiful roses blue
They're coloured in red and blue
Only and only for you.
The sweetest flowers that blows,
I give you as we feel blue.
For you, it's a rose blue,
For me, it's my heart.
Give you a rose a day,
It makes me feel blue.
That's You and
The roses which are blue.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Let Everything Good And Beautiful Come
let everything good and beautiful come
to cheer the truth
it is arriving with dignity
on the entrance of your house
where you stand by the door
without anything
like a bag or an extra shirt
or a wallet with some money
or an ID for your identification
of who you are
when truth comes
oh let their be joy and let
there be some flowers
spread on the pathway
let there be some perfume
of rose scents in the air
let their be joy when truth
comes by your door
embrace it with gladness
truth is always a friend
truth is always beautiful
even if it brings you the
news of the core of your
existence: death
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Blue Rose!
Genetically modified flower blue rose is unique!
Rose colour gives hope of future by its very look;
Red rose is unique among flowers as it is queen
In the flower world nobody can deny having it!
Yellow rose shines bright in the long green garden
Full of many trees and other flower plants broad!
Pink rose flowers are many everywhere as border
Mainly in the botanical garden of hill stations here!
Blue rose, a new addition in the flower kingdom
Among lavender, blue bells and rare kurinjis of
Light blue, violet and ink blue colours everywhere
Stands majestic and having healing touch to all!
Rose is rose by whatever name it is called and also
Rose is rose by whatever colour it is produced ever!
poem by Ramesh T A
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It has been rumoured that I was the brains of the robbery, but that was totally incorrect. I've been described as the tea boy, which is also incorrect.
quote by Ronald Biggs
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Liberals seem to assume that, if you don't believe in their particular political solutions, then you don't really care about the people that they claim to want to help.
quote by Thomas Sowell
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Colors of the rose
A black rose holds back tears by blinking. You can never tell what a white rose is thinking. A yellow rose sends its sunny greeting. A pink rose holds innocence in every lining. If a red rose had hands it would open the door without knocking. To a purple rose I would say stop faking. A blue rose reminds me of blue jeans that need ironing. A orange rose has friendships without complaining. My green rose can't stop dreaming. Every rose describes a lot of longing.
The Truth
If you look at something
From all points of view
You will know the truth
About the thing.
The Truth is the identity of things
The Truth is the actual happenings
Allah is the Truth!
poem by Asif Andalib
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I Use To Believe Any Moon Could Be Blue
I use to believe any Moon could be blue.
Before I discovered there were actual Blue Moons.
Feeling depressed and selfishly centered.
Waiting for someone or something,
To find its orbit around me.
On days like the one I am having...
I wished to be spoiled.
I'm tired of doing that for myself.
All that talk about being happy alone...
Doesn't work on the weekends.
Or on rainy, cold or full Moon lit nights.
Don't listen to anyone who lies and says the opposite.
I've squeezed my foam filled pillows flat.
I have to fold them and hold them in my palms,
Just to feel my head lifted at a comfortable angle.
And that is sad.
I use to believe any Moon could be blue.
Before I discovered there were actual Blue Moons.
I use to think that way.
But lately I've been thinking I should change my pillows.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unforgiving Love
one day a blue bird fell in love with a white rose..the rose was envious of everybod falling in love and was afraid that she will get hurt..the blue bird told her that he had loved her from afar but was too scared to tell the white rose how much he actaully did...the white rose told the bird when my petals turn from white to red i will fall in love with you back....the blue bird came by and by everyday and told the white rose how much he loved her...until one day the blue bird cut his wings and soaked the white rose with his blood...the white rose's petals turned from white to a luscious red and she realized how much the blue bird loved her..but it was too late the blue bird fell in front of the rose and the rose was red forever..that's why roses are giving to the ones we loved
poem by Ariff Khan
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Many Seek Status
To acknowledge that I 'am'
Who I 'am' and in the 'now'
Of my life!
Is for me a major achievement.
And one I live excuse free.
One based upon truth and honesty!
Many seek status.
Like an apparatus to mask.
Perhaps with hopes,
An acceptance is passed.
Or something that is approved...
As a test or a task.
If a status is proclaimed,
With wishes to keep one connected.
The time will not be long...
Until someone comes along,
To define that status wrong!
And pursued at the expense,
On one's identity...
That is compensated usually,
To eventually dispense.
To acknowledge that I 'am'
Who I 'am' and in the 'now'
Of my life!
Is for me a major achievement.
And one I live excuse free.
With a peace of mind,
I am glad to find...
Based upon truth and honesty!
And anyone who does not see it that way...
It is okay.
I am not going to debate it!
I am not in the pursuit of status!
To attract materialistic dreams.
With shine, sheen or gleam.
As a first time passenger on my journey...
I seek only God to please.
With deeds.
And a gratefulness to do so.
Many seek status!
And perhaps,
For them...
That is what God has assigned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Assume They Lie
Today...
With various masks worn,
To disguise and hide.
Assume people lie.
Even those first introduced.
Assume they lie.
Relieve yourself,
From listening to future excuses.
Until someone has won your trust.
With a thorough scrutiny,
Only time affords one they can safely give up.
Don't try to analyze someone first met.
Assume they lie.
Assume they disrespect.
Assume they gossip like all the rest.
Today...
With various masks worn,
To disguise and hide.
Assume people lie.
When meeting someone fresh upon the scene,
Assume they lie...
Until your honesty and dignity given,
Has not corrupted your willingness to trust.
Don't sit in denial with tears to cry.
Until that time has come,
And you are convinced...
You have met someone different,
Than those who have rushed away...
After crushing your trust.
Assume they lie.
Don't even try to wonder.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Assumptions Kept
Are you the kind that gets upset...
When your assumptions kept,
Have been proven to be incorrect?
And when this is discovered,
Do you do your best to pretend to forget...
When in the presence of someone,
You hope has forgotten your disrespect?
Are you the kind that gets upset...
When your assumptions kept,
Have been proven to be incorrect?
And those assumptions had been shared,
By others also like you...
Assuming throughout their lives,
That what they hear about others is true.
Are you the kind that gets upset...
When your assumptions kept,
Have been proven to be incorrect?
And the only thing you can do is your best...
To prove to the ones you have done this to,
Is to prove to them you are not the fool...
You have shown yourself to be.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Murders In The Rue Morgue
I remember it as plain as day
although it happened in the dark of the night.
I was strolling through the streets of Paris
and it was cold it was starting to rain.
And then I heard a piercing scream
and I rushed to the scene of the crime
but all I found was the butchered remains
of two girls lay side by side.
Murders in the Rue Morgue
someone call the Gendarmes
Murders in the Rue Morgue
run before the killers go free
There's some people coming down the street
at last there's someone heard my call
I can't understand why they're pointing at me
I never done nothing at all.
But I must have got some blood on my hands
because everyone's shouting at me
I can't speak French so I couldn't explain
and like a fool I started running away.
Murders in the Rue Morgue
someone call the Gendarmes
Murders in the Rue Morgue
am I ever gonna be free.
And now I've gotta get away from the arms of the law.
All France is looking for me.
I've gotta find my way across the border for sure
down the south to Italy.
Murders in the Rue Morgue
someone call the Gendarmes
Murders in the Rue Morgue
I'm never going home.
Well I made it to the border at last
But I can't erase the scene from my mind
Anytime somebody stares at me, well
I just start running blind
Well I'm moving through the shadows at night
Away from the staring eyes
Any day they'll be looking for me
'Cause I know I show the signs of...
Murders in the Rue Morgue
running from the Gendarmes
Murders in the Rue Morgue
running from the arms of the law
Murders in the Rue Morgue
running from the Gendarmes
Murders in the Rue Morgue
am I ever gonna be free
It took so long and I'm getting so tired
I'm running out of places to hide
Should I return to the scene of the crime
Where the two young victims died
If I could go to somebody for help
It'd get me out of trouble for sure
But I know that it's on my mind
That my doctor said I've done it before.
Murders in the Rue Morgue
they're never gonna find me
Murders in the Rue Morgue
I'm never going home.
song performed by by In Flames
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If this Nation really wants to create an effective border security policy, we need to have a debate that includes a discussion about actual solutions to our problems, which means taking all of the political grandstanding and baiting out of the equation.
quote by Raul Grijalva
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From The Other Shore (Death)
A soul rose up
from a body in the night
went down the stairs
slid out the door
it's face, the cold wind
could not bite,
nor stab its opaque skin
with its windy knife
And as it rose up to meet
Earth's blue-speckled ceiling
the body lay still - dead to the core
The end of all Feeling
The end of a Life-
Then the soul waved goodbye
from the Other Shore
-12-03-2011-
poem by Ray Quesada
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Incorrect Speaking
Incorrectness in your speech
Carefully avoid, my Anna;
Study well the sense of each
Sentence, lest in any manner
It misrepresent the truth;
Veracity's the charm of youth.
You will not, I know, tell lies,
If you know what you are speaking.
Truth is shy, and from us flies;
Unless diligently seeking
Into every word we pry,
Falsehood will her place supply.
Falsehood is not shy, not she,-
Ever ready to take place of
Truth, too oft we Falsehood see,
Or at least some latent trace of
Falsehood, in the incorrect
Words of those who Truth respect.
poem by Charles Lamb
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