If it comes to be believed that we are simply a propaganda organ of some kind, as a lot of people believe about some of our competitors, that would be a problem.
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The United States has it's own propaganda, but it's very effective because people don't realize that it's propaganda. And it's subtle, but it's actually a much stronger propaganda machine than the Nazis had but it's funded in a different way.
quote by Crispin Glover
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Problems
Too many problems, oh why am I here?
I need to be me, cause youre all to clear
And I can see theres something wrong with you
Oh, what do you expect me to do?
At least I gotta know what I wanna be
Dont come to me if you need pity
Are you lonely, you got no-one
You got your body in suspension
Thats a problem, problem, problem
The problem is you
Eat your heart out on a plastic tray
You dont do what you want and you fade away
You work for me, youre working nine-to-five
Its too much fun of being alive
Im using my feet for my human machine
You work for me, living for the screen
Are you lonely, all needs catered
You got your brains dehydrated
Problem, problem, problem, the problem is you
Oh what what you gonna do, problem, problem
Problem, problem, problem, the problem is you
Well, what you gonna do with your problem
The problem is you, problem
I aint death trip, but I aint automatic
You work for me, just stay ecstatic
Dont you give me any orders
To people like me, there is no order
Bet you thought you had it all worked out
Bet you thought you knew what I was about
Bet you thought youd solved all your problems
But you are the problem
Problem, problem, problem, the problem is you
Oh, what you gonna do with your problem?
Ill leave it up to you, oh problem
The problem is you, you got a problem
Oh what you gonna do?
They know a doctor, gonna take you away
Thay take you away and they throw away the key
They dont want you and they dont want me
You got a problem the problem is you
Problem, well, what you gonna do?
Problem, have you got a problem?
Problem, well you got a problem
Problem (x17)
song performed by by Megadeth
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aaa1 Especially the Donkeys
I remember thinking it’s all happening in the sky
Above the clouds
I remember thinking how did we get to know about it
6yrs old
With innocence of a child I never thought to question
Never asked mum or dad
Never asked anyone
Others believed so why not me
Anyway the stories were great
Grandad in his uniform, he believed
Auntie Rose believed
The whole side of dad’s family believed
They played in the band,
Sold the papers
Rattled the tins
Story was dad was thrown out for drinking
Off ill the doctor said Bill have some stout, it will do you good
When the officer saw it on a home visit dad was thrown out
But he still believed
So did I, with the innocence of a child
Auntie Gladys believed but they had no band
Just an organ, and the songs weren’t as good
No joy
Just belief
Uncle Fred repaired the roof, did odd jobs
He believed
Anyway it was worth believing for the Whit walks
People threw money
You kept it
After the walks the bus
The annual trip to Southport
Sandwiches and songs on the beach
Yet I still see myself, in the classroom
Dreaming of this land in the sky
Wondering why all these people didn’t fall out of it
Especially the Donkeys
poem by Bill Smith
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Lonely Need Someone
If you are lonely
You simply need someone
Not just any someone
But your someone.
Finding your someone
Is apparently a simple solution
To a complex problem.
A problem as complex
As you yourself.
The problem arises
From never writing down
What your heart really wants.
It feels too corny
To write something like that
Down on paper.
But don't knock it
Until you have tried it.
poem by Lonely People Champion
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Propaganda, to be effective, must be believed. To be believed, it must be credible. To be credible, it must be true.
quote by Hubert H. Humphrey
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in a crowd of people, in a sea of people
you can just be a wooden sail, and sail like
there are no people in there, in the sea of people,
you can just be yourself, like they do not exist,
you can even just be any kind of wave in there,
a small gentle wave with the usual sea cap, a white
foamy sea cap, indistinguishable like the rest of the
people in the sea of people, and in this sea where you
are just one of them, there is really no problem, you are
just like them, behaving just like anyone of them, and you can always be with them, lonely, lonely like them, always being like them, in a crowd, in this uniformity, in this
anonymity, but once it may occur to you, that there is
something in yourself that simply shouts, I can be out
from here, out of here, from this cacophony, from this loneliness,
I cannot wait anymore, in the sea of people, I can be out,
An outcast, and it does not matter, deep within I know I can feel it now,
my mother was a seagull, and I have always known how to fly.
The time is now to spread the wings that I have been hiding.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In A Crowd, In A Sea Of People
in a crowd of people, in a sea of people
you can just be a wooden sail, and sail like
there are no people in there, in the sea of people,
you can just be yourself, like they do not exist,
you can even just be any kind of wave in there,
a small gentle wave with the usual sea cap, a white
foamy sea cap, indistinguishable like the rest of the
people in the sea of people, and in this sea where you
are just one of them, there is really no problem, you are
just like them, behaving just like anyone of them, and you can always be with them, lonely, lonely like them, always being like them, in a crowd, in this uniformity, in this
anonymity, but once it may occur to you, that there is
something in yourself that simply shouts, I can be out
from here, out of here, from this cacophony, from this loneliness,
I cannot wait anymore, in the sea of people, I can be out,
An outcast, and it does not matter, deep within I know I can feel it now,
my mother was a seagull, and I have always known how to fly.
The time is now to spread the wings that I have been hiding.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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This is the secret of propaganda: To totally saturate the person, whom the propaganda wants to lay hold of, with the ideas of the propaganda, without him even noticing that he is being saturated.
quote by Paul Watzlawick
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Where Are They Now?
I...
Am not the same,
As...
I use to be.
And...
Where are those use to be's,
People believed...
Would never leave.
No I...
Am not the same,
As...
I use to be.
No I'm not.
And I...
Hope I'll never, ever...
Remain,
Unchanged...
To stay the same.
I...
Am not the same,
As...
I use to be.
And...
Where are those use to be's,
People believed...
Should never leave.
And where are those,
Use to be's...
People believed,
Would never leave.
Where are they now?
Those use to be's...
People believed,
Would never leave.
And where are they now?
Where are they?
Those use to be's,
People believed,
Would never leave.
Where are they now.
Where are they?
Those use to be's,
People believed...
Would never leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Strange Bondage
Just when I told you
I am a lie
you believed me
when I told
I simply use you
you believed me
but when I told
you are a no-one
simply a number
your trust cracked
and lastly when I told
you should leave me
you proved yourself a liar...
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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What Kind Of Fool
Written: stock waterman, kylie minogue
Intro:
What kind of fool do you take me for
(do you take me for, do you take me for)
(but i heard all that before)
1a:
I don't wanna hear your reasons
I'm not giving you another chance
In my kindness you saw weakness
Time for me to make a stand
1b:
Whenever i hear your music
Singing the same old tune
You're so sure that i can't refuse it
But don't you speak too soon
Chorus:
What kind of fool do you take me for
Don't wanna see your face no more
You can say you'll be true, i can trust in you
But i heard all that before
2:
Remember how i used to need you
But baby you were never there
There was a time when i believed you
But now i know you didn't care
Don't wanna hear your hard-luck story
It's the same time after time
It's too late to say you're sorry
You'll never change wrong to right
Chorus:
Chorus2:
What kind of fool do you take me for
No-one on earth could give you more
You would change white to black
If i took you back
But i heard all that before
What kind of fool, what kind of fool
(believed you, believed you,
Believed you, believed you)
1b:
Chorus:
Chorus2:
Chorus:
(fade)
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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A lot of places we go, when they see the organ coming in, they're expecting rock and roll, but after they hear us play they like it. To me, guitar cuts through-it carries more than organ. But organ has got more guts.
quote by Wes Montgomery
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Who all expect thanks?
People go to God when there’s problem;
The problem solved, they’d go to him
Only if there are vows to be fulfilled.
No thanks giving, God’s not perturbed.
People come to you when there is problem.
The problem solved, they may fail to thank.
It doesn’t mean that they aren’t grateful.
Only the weak minded expect thanks.
08.10.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I played the organ when I went to military school, when I was 10. They had a huge organ, the second-largest pipe organ in New York State. I loved all the buttons and the gadgets. I've always been a gadget man.
quote by Stephen Sondheim
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Just an Organ
It has been stated that the heart is just in organ.
But if it was just in organ why when a person falls in love they can feel that emotion in their heart.
If it was just an organ why when love is lost does the sadness that one feels seem to shatter the heart?
If the heart is just an organ why when a child wins a prize does a parent feel pride in their heart?
The heart is much more than just in organ it is the house of our emotions.
From the emotion of love, and sadness to the pride that swells in each of us.
The heart is not just an organ.
I had been inspired by an organ player named Earl Grant, who played organ and piano together. My mom took me to see him. So I went home, put my piano and organ together, too.
quote by Billy Preston
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The essential element of successful strategy is that it derives its success from the differences between competitors with a consequent difference in their behavior. Ordinarily, this means that any corporate policy and plan which is typical of the industry is doomed to mediocrity. Where this is not so, it should be possible to demonstrate that all other competitors are at a distinct disadvantage.
quote by Bruce Henderson
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Across the board, people are looking at the problem, but simply not changing anywhere near fast enough.
quote by Trevor Phillips
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There is no human problem which could not be solved if people would simply do as I advise.
quote by Gore Vidal
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A very good listner
As seat belt was fastened
I pretended not to be listened
The eyes were dozing and I simply relaxed
The thoughts invaded mind as problem was so much waxed
I could not prove good listener
I was not new or beginner
The chances were getting thinner
As others were proving very good winners
It is nice to be good listener
You may not emerge as looser
People may try to put their views
They want favorable response and dues
You may fall out of grace
They will not leave any trace
It is hard to neglect any one
As if we have to share problem of some ones
Pretend as if you are sympathetic
You are attentive to the situation pathetic
You may suggest one or two good things
It may be taken as advice for something
It is good to be listened or to listen
The problems may emerge all of sudden
You need to confide it to close friends
Though no solution may be in sight to end
It is human tendency to feel relieved
What ever advice you get must be believed
It is certainly a relief amidst crisis
Not much is to be laid as emphasis
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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