In 2003, the value of Airbus's orders was more than twice as much as Boeing's.
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Boeing
I was listening to this female artist last night,
Relate how she was in love,
And a light came on in my head,
Love or sex or Sex and love...Boeing
Which is which...when you say you are in love?
The line must be incredibly thin or invisible.
If you are in love when you want or after having sex?
Then a certain someone whom you've known for years,
Whom you claim love, love as well...
Then what kind of love do we speak of?
You meet someone you have a thrilling, unique encounter
Now you feel it's love.? !
Love is very, very unpredictable...
Where people's feeling are concerned.
The female artist said how she would...
share this love with another just to keep it...boeing!
Is love that unexplored that we can't
Really distinguish it from what we are not feeling?
Do I really love my mother?
Is this love a love shared by our creator?
And if so how can HE/SHE love us as much
As loving a bird or a bee...
Still saying loving them as much as me?
How can I love Lucy as much as or more then Sally?
Is it looks or sex?
It's something and I know not what it is.
The female artist said she would give anything to keep this love
She was singing of...Boeing!
Are there levels of love and if so, what...
Class would one enter to adjust themselves
To be aware of such level’s in his/her own feelings?
It would provocate, that something this well known
Is so unexpected and is causing people high-blood pressure
As well as having one run right off the road.
LOVE!
What is it and why is it?
I've had some very good cherry pie...
Never really loved it...because apple pie is just as good if not better... Boeing...LOVE!
What is it.>?
I see a queen my body moves in many directions.
I am with a queen my hands and my mind never stop moving.
I am without this queen and the same things occur.
Sounds like love to me,
Felt like love to me,
Then muck, the puck,
A duck is a duck…
I never took love 101,
But in my hood we had classes in hood sex on sex
Sex-1...sex-2...sex-3
PH-D's in sex before and after sex.
AA's in sex while having sex with another.
Certificates in plan old 'just love’ Boeing, Boeing, Boeing
But never a class on love and what is(love)
And why it is.
But what the heck...
Whatever it is that makes me feel
I want to be naked and run down the middle of the road...
SMILING...it must be a GOD sent.
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Orders From Headquarters
Mathew 20: 28
Just as the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and give His life as a ransom for many
Jesus himself came to follow orders. And a great one too. To sacrifice His life for ours. To save us.
Not many like to take orders. Yet in reality, we take orders everyday. Whether it's work, school, parents, or even sports. We are all obliged to take orders whether we like it or not. Why is that though?
Most of the time we take orders from those we need. For example, your boss at work. You take his orders because you need the money. Or your teachers. You take their commands because you're looking to graduate.
In retrospect, we need to follow God's orders because we need Jesus more than anything in this world. He's our provider, our light, our breath of everyday, our everything.
He gave us orders, and that's to serve Him. So how much more do we need to carry out His orders? Jesus did it. So how much more do we?
These are the orders from headquarters, carry out His commandments, seek Him. Evangelize, and care for others according to His will.
In the Name of Jesus. Amen.
poem by Rafael Barboza
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Containment Protocol Initiated
Military will shoot kill civilians
orders are orders
if that's what they are ordered to do?
Training is training
follow orders through and through
that's what we are trained to do?
Military will shoot kill civilians
if ordered to do so?
We are trained to follow orders?
The penalty for not follower orders
in combat... death by firing squad?
Would you follow orders? Do you?
We are trained to follow orders?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The master orders the man, the man orders the cat, and the cat orders her tail.
We now fly with an airbus, which has 210 seats, six times the week to Palma to the spider of the air Berlin.
quote by Niki Lauda
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April 10,2003
I bind the spirit of slowfulness and
fear, doubt, April 10,2003
I Loose the spirit of obedience April 10,2003
when God speaks are gives instructions
JUMP to IT April 10.2003
I heard that everyday we are writing our obituaries
what story do you are I have to leave about our lives?
poem by Sylvia Loven Carter
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Orders are orders
Orders are after all orders
As there is no room for wonderers
The land may be sacred for her
To claim as ancestral or land of mother
What do the solders know?
They have orders to throw
Any intruders if enters illegally
Just to face the trigger brutally
Soldiers will have to obey commander
As he is authorized to issue an order
He may be soldier first then human
Must keep no corner for man or woman
"Shoot the target" means shoot instantly
The orders may be fast and not spoken gently
It has forbearance of nationalism
Where everything is secondary including humanism
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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During the past 30 years, European governments have provided more than $15 billion in the form of low- and no-cost loans to Airbus for the specific purpose of developing new aircraft lines.
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These subsidies from four European governments, which include aircraft launch assistance, capital injections, debt forgiveness, have enabled Airbus to develop and range market airliners well below cost.
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Who Gave The Order
I'm Buju Banton with the preacher's son
Who gave the orders
For them to go, alright
Who gave the orders
Martin was shut down, ah, alright
Who gave the orders
To drop the bomb, we wanna know
Who gave the orders
No refugees across the borders, yeah
Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef
Who's gonna answer
Where did all these guns come from, tell me, ey
Who's gonna answer
Feeding lies to our daughters and sons
But they will have to answer
Then what you gonna do when the Rastaman comes
Where you gonna run for cover
Looking through the window of my ire eyes
On this city filled with lies
Observing the people working so hard
Doing whatever it takes to get by
Then I look at myself and realize
That I was put here for a reason
Lord knows I've done my best and I've tried
We gon' keep trying
Who gave the orders
For them to go, Lord no
Who gave the orders
Martin was gunned down, oh
Who gave the orders
To drop the bomb, my God
Who gave the orders
No refugees across the borders, who
Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef
Who's gonna answer
Where did all these guns come from, tell me
Who's gonna answer
Feeding lies to our daughters and sons
They will have to answer
Then what they gonna do when the Rastaman comes
Where you gonna run for cover
Well what you gonna do, what you gonna do, what are you gonna do
Incarcerate a million and only free few
What was done to others, it shall be done to you
Open up your eyes and you will see the full view
Work all day, and you can't get raise in pay
Civilly bodies being taken away
I wonder what the voice of the people have to say
Stand up and defend your rights today
Who gave the orders, who gave the orders
For them to go
Who gave the orders
Martin was gunned down, Martin was gunned down, oh, Martin was gunned down
Who gave the orders, who gave the orders
To drop the bomb
Who gave the orders, who gave the orders
No refugees across the borders, no, no, no, no
Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef
Who's gonna answer
Where did all these guns come from, Wyclef, ah
Who's gonna answer
Telling lies to our daughters and sons
They will have to answer
Then what they gonna do when the righteous man comes
Where you gonna run for cover
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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America will always side with those whom she can direct, give orders to and have those orders obeyed.
quote by Louis Farrakhan
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Over 30 years ago, Airbus was founded by a European consortium of French, German, and later Spanish and British companies to compete in the large commercial aircraft industry with U.S. companies.
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One day, my youngest uncle - the other one who was first to go to college, Randy - and I were sitting out on the front porch. And he was brilliant. He ended up - he just retired from Boeing Aircraft in Wichita, Kansas.
quote by James Earl Jones
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In fact, the Iraqi foreign minister admitted in March 2003 that Iraqi funds were sent to families of Palestinian suicide bombers who attacked and killed innocent Israeli citizens, and also 12 Americans in Israel in 2003.
quote by Jim Gerlach
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Who Gave The Order (feat. Buju Banton)
(feat. Buju Banton)
I'm Buju Banton with the preacher's son
Who gave the orders
For them to go, alright
Who gave the orders
Martin was shut down, ah, alright
Who gave the orders
To drop the bomb, we wanna know
Who gave the orders
No refugees across the borders, yeah
Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef
Who's gonna answer
Where did all these guns come from, tell me, ey
Who's gonna answer
Feeding lies to our daughters and sons
But they will have to answer
Then what you gonna do when the Rastaman comes
Where you gonna run for cover
Looking through the window of my ire eyes
On this city filled with lies
Observing the people working so hard
Doing whatever it takes to get by
Then I look at myself and realize
That I was put here for a reason
Lord knows I've done my best and I've tried
We gon' keep trying
Who gave the orders
For them to go, Lord no
Who gave the orders
Martin was gunned down, oh
Who gave the orders
To drop the bomb, my God
Who gave the orders
No refugees across the borders, who
Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef
Who's gonna answer
Where did all these guns come from, tell me
Who's gonna answer
Feeding lies to our daughters and sons
They will have to answer
Then what they gonna do when the Rastaman comes
Where you gonna run for cover
Well what you gonna do, what you gonna do, what are you gonna do
Incarcerate a million and only free few
What was done to others, it shall be done to you
Open up your eyes and you will see the full view
Work all day, and you can't get raise in pay
Civilly bodies being taken away-acap
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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Orders
The words pound at my head,
Echoing even in the darkest part.
Being heard through anything.
I fell like Cinderella,
Taking orders, doing everything
That you're too lazy to do.
Only I don't have a happily ever after.
I hear the orders that you tell me.
Do this, do that, do that exactly right.
Just be prepared,
Because one of these days Im going to stare you down
And say 'Go to hell.'
poem by Nightshade Starlight
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My Dying Machine
Why give orders?
Why give speeches?
No more questions
No more answers
All thats left is the fear
I can feel theyre here
I can feel the cold
I cant fight for long
This machine runs down
If I had a picture
I could say its all for you.
Why give orders?
And why make speeches?
Give me a reason to stay
This dying machine
I can hear me scream
Ive nowhere to run
Ive nowhere to hide
I can only wonder
I can only wonder why
Why give orders?
And why make speeches?
Give me a reason to die
This shape comes apart
Everything breaks down
And me, Im trapped inside
And here inside it ends.
Theres nothing I can do
Theres nothing I can do now
If I had a picture
I could say its all for you
I can only wonder
I can only wonder why.
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Two Found Poems in 'For Whom the Bell Tolls
'I believe
that I could walk up
to the mill and
knock on the door and
I would be welcome
except that they have orders
to challenge all travelers
and ask to see their papers.
It is only orders
that come between us.
Those men
are not fascists.
I call them so, but
they are not.
They are poor men,
as we are.'
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
'...he is finished
and as ended
as a boar
that has been altered.
...when the altering
has been accopmlished
and the squealing
is over
you cast
the two stones away
and the boar,
that is a boar no longer,
goes snounting
and rooting
up to them
and eats them.'
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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Butter in her mouth
Butter in her mouth
School time is just too over, waking up and ready for the school otherwise I will beat you bitterly.
He put off the bed sheet from my body, stretched my hand,
In addition, put me on my foot.
Tears came in my eyes then I went slowly and slowly to my mother in the kitchen,
I put my finger towards my father
And complained about the rude behavior of my father,
Who was asking him to go to the school?
She embraced me; kiss my fore head, and politely asking me to become ready to school because I have to be an officer by studying in the school.
Orders were the same.
Father orders me to wake up and to go to the school while he was having a stick in his hand.
Mother also orders him to go to the school having butter in her mouth.
(From the diary of an Indian)
poem by Vijay Gupta
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To My Angela
An angry shout may not be heard, and
Not all good deeds are observed,
Glad is the learned, pure, heart
Ever loved, oft alone, you are
Luminous with life's energy
And part of my soul projects
In you, myself, yourself I respect.
Long days, short years, bitter true
Only one chance to know you, this
Voyage without certain destination
Embarked with unknown duration, for
You I long to know
On terms as friends
Until my journey ends.
30/4/2003-1/5/2003
(An acrostic for my eldest daughter)
poem by Danny Draper
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