The mind is just another muscle.
quote by Ted Turner
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The Homeland Attired In The Chasuble Of Nerves…
A muscle is a muscle, and nothing else,
It is armed forces, power and weapon.
And the nerve of the muscle can
Ascend the mounts of reason…
It resists the power of the assault,
And the invader, too, seems exhausted.
Power is power, and force is force…
It ploughs even the mountain slopes.
A muscle is a muscle, and nothing else,
It is weapon, armed forces and power.
The troops of those muscles,
The muscles themselves
Make a very durable armor.
Muscles protect veins –
The current of life and being,
The willpower’s invisible shield.
The muscle of the heart
Is always on duty,
The pendulum of breath
Never tires out,
And the sound nerve
Encourages and inspires
All the virtues and merits
Of the universe…
A muscle is a muscle, nothing else.
The muscular world storms and rages,
And the sensitive wave of blood
Drills even the leaders and sages.
O muscle, keep awake, keep vigil!
Do not put out the fire of reason!
The homeland attired
In the chasuble of nerves
Quivers, rages and frets…
A muscle is a muscle, and nothing else,
It is armed forces, power and weapon,
And the nerve of the muscle can
Ascend the mounts of reason.
The troops of muscles,
The muscles themselves
Make a very durable armor.
Force is force…
It ploughs even the slopes,
And power is power…
poem by Janri Gogeshvili
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Muscle
I got a popeye muscle
Although I'm not a sailor man
And I don't eat much spinach
At least not out of a can.
My name is not Olive
It isn't Bluto either
I know instead of lifting
I should've used a lever.
My popeye muscle looks swell
Just like I've been working out
But it's just the one arm you see
Which leaves a little doubt.
And it may not be clear to you
This was my biggest ordeal
I did it with great fervour
And enthusiastic zeal.
Well I just couldn't ignore it
Or leave it alone
I wouldn't have attempted it
If I'd foreknown.
It was a rockery garden
That I went and made
And because of this garden
My bicep muscle splayed.
poem by Hazel Connelly
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Mind is everything. Muscle - pieces of rubber. All that I am, I am because of my mind.
quote by Paavo Nurmi
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When your goal is to put on muscle mass you must increase your calorie intake as you increase the activity level being given to the muscle.
Overcoming A Writer's Block
Stretch!
If you can't stand up,
stretch as many muscle groups
as possible while
staying seated.
Try tensing and
releasing various
muscle groups.
Starting from your toes,
tense up for perhaps
five to ten seconds
and then let go.
Relax and
then go on to
another muscle group.
Breathe deeply.
Close your eyes;
then,
fill your chest cavity
slowly by taking
four of five short deep breaths.
Hold each breath
until it hurts,
and then let it
out slowly.
Use a calming word
or mental image
to focus on while relaxing.
If you choose a word,
be careful not
to use an imperative.
Don't command
yourself to
'Calm down! '
or 'Relax! '
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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overcoming a writer's block
Stretch!
If you can't stand up,
stretch as many muscle groups
as possible while
staying seated.
Try tensing and
releasing various
muscle groups.
Starting from your toes,
tense up for perhaps
five to ten seconds
and then let go.
Relax and
then go on to
another muscle group.
Breathe deeply.
Close your eyes;
then,
fill your chest cavity
slowly by taking
four of five short deep breaths.
Hold each breath
until it hurts,
and then let it
out slowly.
Use a calming word
or mental image
to focus on while relaxing.
If you choose a word,
be careful not
to use an imperative.
Don't command
yourself to
'Calm down! '
or 'Relax! '
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Epic of Life -33
Chase of money, wealth and money power
Lands human being in grief and despair.
The greed for the duo is quite insatiable
To achieve contentment, he can not be able.
Chase of ultimate power too is quite dangerous
The journey for the same is too much perilous.
Near absolute power, may it be money or muscle
Creates optimum enemies ready to him jostle.
Extreme of anything is often disastrous,
The best possible policy suggested Confucious
For mortal beings to adopt path golden middle,
Best it is to eat sugar being an ant little.
Money and also muscle are nodoubt necessary
For every one living to over-come his worries.
Money as also muscle as well as good health
Are means of living n can not be end ultimate.
poem by Ratnakar Mandlik
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Lets Put The X In Sex
I got a letter just the other day
She sent a picture, but she didnt sign her name
She wore high heels and a little black lace
I knew her body, but I couldnt see her face
She didnt leave a number, not an address or a clue
But something in that photograph reminded me of you
Baby, lets put the x in sex
Loves like a muscle and you make me wanna flex
Baby, lets put the x in sex
Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye
I got a call in the middle of the night
Heavy breathin never sounded quite so nice
She said oh yeah, I wish that I was there
I asked who was calling, but she wasnt playing fair
Sometimes you gotta suffer for the pleasure that you seek
Youre beggin for an eyeful but you only get a peek
Baby, lets put the x in sex
Loves like a muscle and you make me wanna flex
Baby, lets put the x in sex
Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye
I heard somebody knockin so I opened up the door
She wore a hat, shades, and a trench coat
Wasnt wearin that much more
She said she knew my secrets but I didnt have a clue
Then I saw those black lace panties and I knew that it was you
Baby, lets put the x in sex
Loves like a muscle and you make me wanna flex
Baby, lets put the x in sex
Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye
Lets put the x in sex
Loves like a muscle and you make me wanna flex
Baby, lets put the x in sex
Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye
Lets put the x in sex
Loves like a muscle and you make me wanna flex
Baby, lets put the x in sex
Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye
Lets put the x in sex
Loves like a muscle and you make me wanna flex
Baby, lets put the x in sex
song performed by by Kiss
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Pangalay Dance
Pangalay dance
my first time to dance
has given me muscle pain
and has given me that little joy
when you held my hand
when I stumbled down
during practice
and, oh!
I almost wanted
to keep my hands
not be washed.
Pangalay dance
has given me muscle pain
but my heart was overjoyed
because my instructor
....was you.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Dick Cavett T.V. Interview (1970)
Janis it's a shame you couldn't do an up tune for us but I liked that one.
Later in the show.
Yeah, maybe later we'll be talking too. You're really shot after, after a number, let alone
a whole evening I would think.
Yeah, yeah.
You tell me you kind of collapse after a show ?
Well, I'm used to it because I'm so turned on by doing one that it's hard to do, it's hard to stop after one to tell you the
truth, because it just makes you wanna do more.
Your engine is revved up ?
Yeah, sort of!
I know all the hip expressions, you see. Your engine is revved up.
You're a real swinger, I can tell by your shoes, man!
Wait a minute, Janis, Janis. These were good enough for my grand-father, they're good enough for me.
I had a lot of trouble, last week I, er, it wasn't that tune, we opened with another tune and I tore a muscle.
I heard about this. You tore a mussel somewhere near Maryland. Er ...
It was closer to home than that!
Well, er ...
But I played forty minutes, man! I did forty minutes!
Yeah, but how do you, how do you tear a muscle singing, was it from the exhaustion or ...
No, I went ... like that.
You actually, literally tore a muscle ... I mean like that ...
Every time, it hurt.
Could you feel it go ?
Yeah.
Phew!
Yeah.
What do they do, do they set a muscle or do they tape you up or something ?
They told me to keep still.
Janis you wrote that tune that you were just singing like we just agreed to ask about. You er, you wrote the first tune,
right ?
I wrote the first tune. It's, er, yes I did, it's ab
song performed by by Janis Joplin
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The Onslaught Of Time (Fading Love)
My muscle memory fades
With the onslaught of time
That is...
My muscle memory of you
Inside my dwindling arms
Your soft skin grows hard
Hard to remember
As my heart follows suit
On this wintry night
My emperor butterfly kiss
Once guided by the wind
Gets returned nowadays
Because lamentably
It can't find its way to you
And neither can I
But I'm the one who's lost
Lost without you here Love
I miss you!
poem by Michael Fischer
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The man without a purpose is like a ship without a rudder - waif, a nothing, a no man. Have a purpose in life, and, having it, throw such strength of mind and muscle into your work as God has given you.
quote by Thomas Carlyle
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Bear in mind that brains and learning, like muscle and physical skill, are articles of commerce. They are bought and sold. You can hire them by the year or by the hour. The only thing in the world not for sale is character.
quote by Antonin Scalia
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I Promised You War
So high to the mighty clouds above yourself
Upon the steed of the highest horse in wealth
Of a higher esteem born of self rewarding
Imagining the people of your rigged election
Voted yourself in upon rules of your creation
Take the hands from your hips when hoarding
With these mountains I moved
With bloodied fists I proved
Your every vein and soul I can sever
There is nothing I couldn’t deliver
I promised you war
‘til every muscle was sore
I promised you war
And you wanted more
Cannot be so long for the hearing ‘til deaf
All I ever ask is to be left instead of bereft
Please do tell your voice to stop speaking
Soon so very soon it all becomes so clear
When your sails find no fair winds to steer
No ones hand to catch your eternal falling
With these mountains I moved
With bloodied fists I proved
Your every vein and soul I can sever
There is nothing I couldn’t deliver
I promised you war
‘til every muscle was sore
I promised you war
And you wanted more
I promised you war
‘til every muscle was sore
I promised you war
But you always want more
poem by Vision Ghost
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Riptide
Shes out of her mind
Like the wind in the storm
Oh, like the ocean in the dawn
As it disappears, with the riptide
Shes out of her mind
Shes pulled away by the moon
Shes ripped from her sleep
As the cold luna sweep gains control
Ooohhh, what you gonna do with your emotions
Ah, ones you barely recognize
In your sleep I heard your screaming, ooohhh
This is not voluntary! this is not voluntary!
If this is life Id rather die!
In the riptide, in the riptide
Shes out of her mind, riptide
Like a muscle that swells
You know when you trip
Whether youre well or sick, your body aches
Shes out with the tide
Gone to a prisoners dance
Where a monkeys her date
Eating limbs off a plate with a spoon
Ooohhh, what you gonna do with your emotions
Said the seagull to the loon
What you gonna do with your emotions
She said please wake me up
She said dont touch me now
She said I wish I was dead
With the riptide
Shes out of her mind
Riptide, you always win
It happens over and over again
Riptide
Shes out of her mind
Like a hurricanes rain
She does not stand a chance
At this luna dance, riptide
I was thinking of van goghs last painting
The wheatfields and the crows
Is that perhaps what youve been feeling
When you see the ground
As you fall from the shy
As the floors disappears from beneath your feet riptide
Shes going out of her mind
Out with the tide
Out of her mind
Riptide
Shes going out of her mind
With the riptide
Shes going out of her mind
Ah, riptide
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Muscle And Bone
GOD creates out of muscle and bone
Man creates out of steel and stone
Man builds his structures to grow and rise,
To sail the waves or touch the sky.
GOD gives life to the breeze
To move the clouds, or plant the seeds
To bring the rain upon the earth
And to quieten the pain when it comes to hurt.
Man creates with dexterity and complexity
To advance our race or to build our city,
Though man cannot create a leaf,
Though he can, destroy a seed.
Though man can create out of steel and stone
But only GOD can give life to muscle and bone.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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A man with a half volition goes backwards and forwards, and makes no way on the smoothest road a man with a whole volition advances on the roughest, and will reach his purpose, if there be even a little worthiness in it. The man without a purpose is like a ship without a rudder - a waif, a nothing, a no man. Have a purpose in life and having it, throw such strength of mind and muscle into your work as God has given you.
quote by Thomas Carlyle
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Save The Planet
The man 'cross the street he don't move a muscle
Though he's all covered in dust
When constitutions of granite can't save the planet
What's to become of us
With a painted restraint I don't move a muscle
Though a turbine roars
If the bathwater's clear and my ear's underwater
It's a tolerant hum from the core
Sleep's beckoning from the depths
From the cracks and from the crevices
Join the army of ghosts
The murmurs in the mist
That's when the powers of observation
Come to the periphery town
And we carry their water
We don't make a sound
And after gaining our resignation
The come through the chain-link fence
You only enemy's panic
Your only chance is to start making sense
Sleep plunging into deeper debt
Into bunkers and black minarets
On a geyser of ink
A morning voice faint and yet
And it sounds heroincredible
Sound that makes the headphones edible
Awake affiliated and indelible
The man 'cross the street he don't move a muscle
Though he's all covered in dust
Says constitutions of granite can't save the planet
What's left to captivate us
What's left to captivate us
What's left to captivate us
What's left to become of us
song performed by by The Tragically Hip from Phantom Power
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Sheila Says
It took me a while to get used to the slow smoky style of this number. iris tramms first song. its now one of my favorites. iris has a dog, a german shepherd named meadows, who is an important
Acter in the story. she sings to him about her disillusionment with men, hence the refrain thats why I live with my dog. the song hints that nevertheless falling for norman paperma
Coconut grove iris sang to an amazingly lifelike puppet dog, whitch all but upstaged her, and won the audience affection all though the evening.
Shelia says the heart is just a muscle
Shelia says the heart is cooled by time
Hiding out for years down in these trade winds
In the land of coconuts and limes
Chorus:
Ive played this game for too long
My lifes just one same old song
Now marooned for a time on this island
I go into and out of the fog
And thats why I live with my dog
Instrumental bridge
Men oh, men oh, oh men Ive known to many
Deceivers cloaked in clumsy vanity
What men lack in love and understanding
They make up in stupidity
Chorus:
But now and then one comes along
And lights up my world like a song
I am tempted to unleash my interest
Yet I put it to you mans best friend\
Theres just one sad old way it can end
Bridge:
We have our faults
But men have only two
All that they say
All that they do
Youre a joy and a friend and a guardian
Never bored with my sad monologue
Youre better off with a dog
Sheila says the hearts just a muscle
Sheila says the hearts just a muscle
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Heartsong, heart's dance
In silence, every song that’s sung
is as a wheatgrain in the hand;
known in wonder, love and awe;
its essence more than human sound;
in stillness, every joyful dance
is summed as if in perfect prayer;
though every muscle yearns to praise,
unmoving; more than mind in air;
silence sings and stillness dances
in the freedom of the heart;
self, content to be the watcher;
loving each and every part.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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