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To deny the predictive validity of race at this level is nonscientific and unrealistic.

quote by J. Philippe Rushton
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The truly privileged theories are not the ones referring to any particular scale of size or complexity, nor the ones situated at any particular level of the predictive hierarchy, but the ones that contain the deepest explanations.

quote by David Deutsch
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXIII: Denial

Deny it with smile, deny it with silence
Deny it with elegance, deny it with distraction
Deny it with anger, deny it with challenge
Deny it with promise, deny it with comfort
Deny it with tear, deny it with emotion
Deny it with effort, deny it with cruelty
Deny it with forget, deny it with indifferent
Deny it with joke, deny it with lie

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Validity

i will accept the validity
of your religious view when...
you lay down your guns,
and start feeding the hungry!

i will accept the validity
of your political view when...
by your actions you show your primary
concerns to be poverty and homelessness.

i will accept the validity
of your freedom when...
it applies equally to all,
regardless of skin color.

i will accept the validity
of your humanitarian view when...
you take all men as brothers,
and walk with compassion.

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Never Deny You

All the love that we shared
Could never just disapear
And all that we've been through,
I believe in you
III, will never deny you..
III, will never deny you..
III, will never deny you..
III, will never deny you..
friend said to me one day,
I should just forget you,
But my experiance say
What we have is true
Judases, they will betray you,
Thomases, they will doubt you,
Peters, they will deny you,
but iii will never deny you,
All the love that we shared
Could never just dissapear
And all that we've been through
I believe in you
(chorus)
(will never deny you) I wil never deny you
(never deny you) III, will never deny you (deny you)

song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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Unrealistic Are These Wishes

Some seek a pot of gold,
At the end of a rainbow...
But,
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict.
Yet...
Kept are unrealistic wishes.
And...
Others seek clouds lined,
With silver to behold.
But,
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict.
Yet...
Kept are unrealistic wishes.

Nothing is impossible to believe.
Or...
Too impossible to receive.
And...
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict,
For...
Anyone who's not a wisher!

Nothing is impossible to believe.
Or...
Too impossible to receive.
And...
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict,
For...
Anyone who's not a wisher!
And...
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict,
For...
Anyone who's not a wisher!

Unrealistic are these wishes to predict,
For...
Anyone who's not a wisher!

Some seek a pot of gold,
At the end of a rainbow...
But,
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict.
And...
Others seek clouds lined,
With silver to behold.
But,
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict,
For...
Anyone who's not a wisher!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I hate to admit that. I want to win every race, but I know that's not possible. To be in the top 25 is realistic if we have any luck this year. But anything to be in the chase or something like that is very unrealistic.

quote by Roger Staubach
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I believe that a scientist looking at nonscientific problems is just as dumb as the next guy.

quote by Richard Feynman
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Alcohol Washes Troubles Away?

clichés tell me
'Money makes the world
go round'

and
'Love makes the world
go round'

but
Alcoholics definitely
deny

the
validity
of such

sober lines.

Alcohol washes
troubles away
at least if does

just for a day

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Over The Hills And Far Away

A LITTLE bird flew my window by,
'Twixt the level street and the level sky,
The level rows of houses tall,
The long low sun on the level wall;
And all that the little bird did say
Was, 'Over the hills and far away.'

A little bird sang behind my chair,
From the level line of corn-fields fair,
The smooth green hedgerow's level bound
Not a furlong off--the horizon's bound,
And the level lawn where the sun all day
Burns:--'Over the hills and far away.'

A little bird sings above my bed,
And I know if I could but lift my head
I would see the sun set, round and grand,
Upon level sea and level sand,
While beyond the misty distance gray
Is 'Over the hills and far away.'

I think that a little bird will sing
Over a grassy mound, next spring,
Where something that once was me, ye'll leave
In the level sunshine, morn and eve:
But I shall be gone, past night, past day,
Over the hills and far away.

poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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About seven years later I was given a book about the periodic table of the elements. For the first time I saw the elegance of scientific theory and its predictive power.

quote by Sidney Altman
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Race Of Veterans

RACE of veterans! Race of victors!
Race of the soil, ready for conflict! race of the conquering march!
(No more credulity's race, abiding-temper'd race;)
Race henceforth owning no law but the law of itself;
Race of passion and the storm.

poem by Walt Whitman
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Questions to Ponder

When did I ever deny loving you?
Never comes to mind.
For to deny what's true is folly.
It's only for the blind,
those who wish that they could see
would offer me sweet sympathy.

How could I ever deny loving you?
Impossible comes to mind.
For to deny what has become my plight
I have left behind.
I have learned that all I know
meant not a thing until you.

Why would I ever deny loving you?
No reason comes to mind.
For to deny it makes no sense.
I will never let it unwind.
I will keep it wound deep in my heart
and I will never let it depart.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Super Intelligent

Spuernatural beings ans super intelligent acts,
Many are the principles of my love and the windows around;
But with unrealistic act of love to the human race t times.
Compared by my conscience is the fruit of love,
And of the invention of an 'U.F.O. Computer' to upgrade my muse;
For i am very relevant to you always with my love and care!

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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To Die Here Today

One last fragrance to linger,
And share the memories from its own being.
For yesterday was a different day,
And today is today.
Deny,
Deny,
Deny,
But today is a new day.
One last curtailing lie,
Just to say we're lacking,
The words to say anything at all.
A lie to say our minds stopped racing,
From the moment before.
Unemotionally attached,
Then why are we still shaking?
We could whisper
But perhaps you would miss the subtlety,
That's met in absence.
Aren't you tired of waiting for one day?
What's wrong with today?
It's the same as any other day.
Deny,
Deny,
Deny,
Keep the secrets to yourself,
And keep your language.
For Today is today,
And we could die here today,
But in some ways we're not finished.

poem by Daniel Yetman
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Towers, a nine Eleven poem

In my minds geography
The towers still stand tall.
They rise up from their common grave
And overawe the shore

Above the clouds the diners feast
At windows on the World
as swarms of chefs and waiters
hang on their every word

In my mind's eye, no bells need toll
As mourners read a name.
No firemen in bunker gear
race up the stairs in vain.

With eyes wide closed
Deny, deny, the fast approaching planes
Deny the bodies in the street
Deny the dust and flames

But they are gone and you are gone
And never will I hear
Your soft and sexy gentle voice
Or hold your body near

Late at night near Trinity
among the weathered stones
Do I hear the weeping of lost souls
-Or is it just the wind 's low moan?

poem by John F. McCullagh
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Death With Dignity

People are concerned about when and where and how they will die,
Unfortunately they can’t do anything and if asked, they’ll deny,
They are also forbidden binding referendums so that’s it,
Media moguls and politicians think this subject is unfit.

Maybe you are one of the few folk who think you will never die,
Death with dignity is illegal and you always comply,
Therefore nothing will change and assisted suicide is out,
But you will eventually die and of this there is no doubt.

Canadians should have death-with-dignity on a national level,
Maybe the provincial level or would that really dishevel?
It seems the Americans are doing it, one state at a time,
The issue is too big but Canadians should get in line.

poem by James Bredin
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To allure, need not be a nude

The mere imprint of your bra belt
Beneath the tight-fit voile blouse
That I had scanned on your back,
While sitting behind you in a bus
Was so much to kindle my lust
That even a cabaret dancer at best
Can’t emulate with her naked breast.
Where is the validity of nudity?

The mere sight of your covered breast
That I stole from your robust chest
As you, to serve me tea, stooped,
With your sari end no sooner slipping
Than your hand upon it restoring,
Had so much current to conduct
Than could a girl, exposed in a bath suit.
Where is validity of nudity?

The mere sight of your knee made me mad
When you waded across a brook,
Lifting your sari to the raising water,
Your legs being visible up to knee,
The sight even a circus woman can’t beat,
With arms and thighs fully naked
And the body springy and supple.
Where is the validity of nudity?

No need of nudity
to produce acidity
13.11.97

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Any Parallel

Just a thought but so powerful and exciting
Need simple push with powerful writing
It must create some sort of awareness
To feel fresh with happiness on the face

There can’t be any parallel
You can’t have any happiness level
It must remain static with whatever you have
Normal functioning and will power to behave

I wished it to float worldwide
No one may try to avoid or hide
The frustration arising out of unrealistic ambition
Living in dreamy world with lots of questions

How come that happens that you live in big palace?
Long stretches of land spread over without any end trace
You are lone occupant and all luxury at command
This is something not heard of with unrealistic stand

Let there be some shortage in our need
That may slightly affect to your greed
But who on earth is that lucky to claim everything?
When it is bound to lack in nature for something

I want to project the limited advantage of contentment
It has something to do with your sentiments
You may feel all the time about starvation and poverty
As it is not linked to freedom and liberty

It is powerful weapon in the hands of nature and almighty
You are always kept short of some means and money
You will struggle hard for the fulfillment of dream
As you have vision to see the slight ray of hope with beam

It is simple which knows no limit
The happiness lies within and not on paper or sheet
It is seen with so much excitement on the face
One must give serious thought if not materialized in case

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The next level in moral behavior higher than that exhibited by the baboon is that in which duty and loyalty are shown toward a group of your own kind too large for an individual to know all of them. We have a name for that. It is called "patriotism." Behaving on a still higher moral level were the astronauts who went to the Moon, for their actions tend toward the survival of the entire race of mankind. The door they opened leads to the hope that H. sapiens will survive indefinitely long, even longer than this solid planet on which we stand tonight. As a direct result of what they did, it is now possible that the human race will never die. Many short-sighted fools think that going to the Moon was just a stunt. But the astronauts knew the meaning of what they were doing, as is shown by Neil Armstrong's first words in stepping down onto the soil of Luna: "One small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind."

quote by Robert Heinlein
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Depending On The Environment

By giving the people exactly what they ask for,
It becomes foolish to respond to their contradictions...
When they demand answers to questions,
As to how things got the way they are.

And not one person will admit,
They have what they requested.
If not...
Why has the acceptance of it,
Been tolerated for so long?
Somebody with their eyes opened wide,
Had to have seen it and told someone else.

To deny that something does not exist,
That is obvious...
To then declare not wanting it,
After years of pretending it had not been there...
Is more than a 'bit' unrealistic.

This 'phenomenon' can be labelled as...
Living unconsciously.

However...
Those more direct would say this is stupid!
Those less direct,
Would 'think' of this as being mentally sick!
Depending on the environment.
And who is appropriately covered,
By adequate health insurance to be medically medicated.
To co-pay at one's expense to achieve 'normalcy'.