The numbers are a catalyst that can help turn raving madmen into polite humans.
quote by Philip J. Davis
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Most of the tasks we do are for humans. For example, a tax calculation is counting numbers so the government can pull money out from my wallet, but government consists of humans.
quote by Yukihiro Matsumoto
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Face To Face With An Unknown Cat
miao
face to face with an unknown cat
where did it learn this manner?
the next door neighbour has been around for ages
and we hardly know each other
polite cat
polite, polite, polite
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Im Raving
Good evening!!
Put on my raving shoes and I boarded a plane.
Touched down in the land where the skies were blue,
In the middle of the pouring rain.
Everybody was happy, energy shining down on me.
Yeeeah, Ive got a first-class ticket been as good as a boy can be.
Im raving, Im raving.
Im raving til the sweat drops fall down off me.
Im raving, Im raving.
But do I really feel the way I feel?
Yess!!
Cmon!
Yeeeeah!!
Put on my raving shoes and I boarded a plane.
Touched down in the land where the skies were blue
In the middle of the pouring rain.
Everybody was happy, energy shining down on me.
Yeeeah, Ive got a first class ticket been as good as a boy can be.
Im raving, Im raving.
Im raving til the sweat drops fall down off me.
Im raving, Im raving.
But do I really feel the way I feel?
Yess!!
Wicked!
Wicked!
Wicked!
Give it up now!
Give it up now!
Give it up now!
Yeeeeah!!
Im raving, Im raving.
Im raving til the sweat drops fall down off me.
Im raving, Im raving.
But do I really feel the way I feel?
But do I really feel the way I feel?
Thank you!!!
song performed by by Scooter
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Numerical Tyranny
Who conspired
this needless need for
the numbers?
Now we all live in fear of
the numbers
tremble at the feet of
the numbers
live our lives according to the demands of
the numbers
Identify ourselves by
the numbers
we've sold ourselves short with
the numbers
locked ourselves in a cell with
the numbers
no one believes they can escape
the numbers
our status our worth
our health our happiness
all dictated by
the numbers
Who are you?
Are you just another
number?
For if only we could see the truth behind
the numbers:
the truth being
there is only one number
that number is one
and that one stretches on
through infinitude.
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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I'm Ravin' (previously Unreleased Remix)
Put on my raving shoes and I boarded a plane
touched down in a land where the skies were blue
in the middle of the the pouring rain
everybody was happy
energy shining down on me
yeah, I've got a first class ticket
feel als good as a boy can be
I'm raving, I'm raving
I'm raving till the sweat has fallen down off me
I'm raving, I'm raving
but do I really feel the way I feel
yeah
Put on my raving shoes and I boarded a plane
touched down in a land where the skies were blue
in the middle of the the pouring rain
everybody was happy
energy shining down on me
yeah, I've got a first class ticket
feel als good as a boy can be
I'm raving, I'm raving
I'm raving till the sweat has fallen down off me
I'm raving, I'm raving
but do I really feel the way I feel
yes
come on!
Wicked!
Wicked!
Wicked!
yeah!
I'm raving, I'm raving
I'm raving till the sweat has fallen down off me
I'm raving, I'm raving
but do I really feel the way I feel
but do I really feel the way I feel
Thank you
song performed by by Scooter
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One mad man makes many madmen: many madmen make madness.
Humans Being
Humans being
(off the twister soundtrack)
There is just enough christ in me
To make me feel almost guilty
Is that why God made us breed
To make us see were humans being
You break this, Ill break all that
You break my balls with all your crap
Spread your disease like lemmings breeding
Thats what makes us humans being
Shine on, shine on
Shine on, shine on
Some low life flat head scum infects
The sickness in his eyes reflects
You wonder why your life is screaming
Wonder why were humans being
Shine on, shine on
Shine on, shine on
Humans
Humans being
Were just humans, humans being
Thats what makes us
Humans being......
song performed by by Van Halen
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One madman makes many madmen and many madmen makes madness.
Endless Greed
The greed of humans, haunts us all,
Till this very day, humans have not learn to share.
To those who have felt the sensation, even in the mall,
The chances of people feeling this sensation is very rare.
Though adults say we must give,
The question is, do they?
Some say we must give to live,
Though I know deep inside, the saying is not true, anyway.
Humans come from far and near,
Humans come from high and low.
Humans from different places,
Come to witness this tragedy.
On the day when humans no longer greed,
The world will finally be on it's feet.
The world can now walk freely,
As long as no one is greedy.
Poem by: Sora (Shaun)
poem by Sora Power Keeper
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The Chase
you chase the numbers
and you are at a loss
how can the numbers feel?
you are in a discomfort
in some fits
and not at ease with yourself
because you believe in
numbers and like horses you
want to capture each
with a rope of your
tired imagination
disregard the numbers and begin
to believe in the words
those syllables
even in the simplest form
of the comma,
the period.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tree by Smritirekha Bhuyan (Translated from Assamese)
Tree by Smritirekha Bhuyan (Translated from Assamese)
I had tried to become a tree.
When I was young my parents had told me
It is absolutely necessary to become a tree,
They still hope that I should be
As patient, as innocent, and as submissive as a tree.
Trees change their raiment in Winters and Summers;
They turn Yellow from Green
As per the the season's taste.
But unlike humans their souls do not change;
Even in their old age the leaves are humble, polite, and energetic.
Matching beats with the breeze
They sway and paint the world red.
(Although) there is no lack of effort on my part
It is very difficult to become a tree
Perhaps I can never be…
(Translated with permission)
poem by Syed Ahmed Shah
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All The Madman
Day after day
They send my friends away
To mansions cold and grey
To the far side of town
Where the thin men stalk the streets
While the sane stay underground
Day after day
They tell me I can go
They tell me I can blow
To the far side of town
Where it's pointless to be high
'Cause it's such a long way down
So I tell them that
I can fly, I will scream, I will break my arm
I will do me harm
Here I stand, foot in hand, talking to my wall
I'm not quite right at all...am I?
Don't set me free, I'm as heavy as can be
Just my librium and me
And my E.S.T. makes three
'Cause I'd rather stay here
With all the madmen
Than perish with the sadmen roaming free
And I'd rather play here
With all the madmen
For I'm quite content they're all as sane
As me
(Where can the horizon lie
When a nation hides
Its organic minds
In a cellar...dark and grim
They must be very dim)
Day after day
They take some brain away
Then turn my face around
To the far side of town
And tell me that it's real
Then ask me how I feel
Here I stand, foot in hand, talking to my wall
I'm not quite right at all
Don't set me free, I'm as helpless as can be
My libido's split on me
Gimme some good 'ole lobotomy
'Cause I'd rather stay here
With all the madmen
Than perish with the sadmen
Roaming free
And I'd rather play here
With all the madmen
For I'm quite content
They're all as sane as me
Zane, Zane, Zane
Ouvre le Chien
Zane, Zane, Zane
Ouvre le Chien
Zane, Zane, Zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le Chien
Zane, Zane, Zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le Chien
Zane, Zane, Zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le Chien
Zane, Zane, Zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le Chien
Zane, Zane, Zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le Chien
Zane, Zane, Zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le Chien
Zane, Zane, Zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le Chien
Zane, Zane, Zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le Chien
Zane, Zane, Zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le Chien
song performed by by David Bowie
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All Downhill From Here
Your hiding somthing cause
Its burning through your eyes
I try to get it out
But all i hear from you are lies
And I can tell you're going through the motions
Figured you were acting out your part
Once again we're playing off emotion
Which one of us will burn untill the end
Catalyst you insist to pull me down
You contradict the fact that you
Still want me around
And its all downhill from here
And its all downhill from here
Your good intentions
Slowly turn to bitterness
Reoccuring episodes
With each and every kiss
And I can tell you're going through the motions
Figured you were acting out your part
Once again we're playing off emotion
Which one of us will burn untill the end
Catalyst you insist to pull me down
You contradict the fact that you
Still want me around
And its all downhill from here
And its all downhill from here
And I cant believe you pulled it off again
Or notice till it all sets in
You'll deny it till
You're at your bitter end
And I can tell you're going through the motions
Figured you were acting out your part
Once again we're playing off emotion
Which one of us will burn untill the end
Catalyst you insist to pull me down
You contradict the fact that you
Still want me around
And its all downhill from here
And its all downhill from here
(then you keep pulling me down)
Pulling me down (pulling me down)
You contradict the fact that you
Still want me around
And its all downhill from here
And its all downhill from here
song performed by by New Found Glory
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Two Fuse
Interactive,
And a catalyst that captures...
And a catalyst that captures,
Manufactures what it matches...
To attach and sack a catch.
Two fuse and they become attracted,
To be seen as a known fact.
Interactive,
And a catalyst that captures...
Factors in and snatches fast.
Interactive,
And a catalyst that captures...
And a catalyst that captures,
Manufactures what it matches...
To attach and sack a catch.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Two fuse and they become attracted,
To be seen as a known fact.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Interactive,
And a catalyst that captures...
Factors in and snatches fast.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Two fuse and they become attracted,
To be seen as a known fact.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
Two fuse and this becomes a fact.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tans For The Memory (Orangutans)
I have often seen orang-utans kept captive in a zoo;
To meet one, in the wild, would be a dream come true.
Without human help, orang-utans may cease to exist;
Their presence on earth would be very sorely missed.
They will never refuse a kind human’s helping hand,
But, it is the poachers who they are unable to stand.
On the forest floor, they forage for fresh, juicy fruit.
The baby orang-utans especially, are really rather cute.
When meeting an orang-utan, you realise how smart they are;
With the human mind, orang-utans are almost on a level par.
Just like us humans, they experience real thoughts and feelings;
News that they are being slaughtered, has really left me reeling.
These defenceless creatures are unable to escape the slaughter;
Their numbers have now been cut down by more than a quarter.
Wealthy businessmen are paying people to shoot orang-utans dead;
Humans are killing them, when we should be helping them instead.
Their habitat has been dramatically reduced by deforestation;
Trees are chopped down, to make way for palm oil plantations.
The adults are shot, but, often, the terrified babies are saved;
As posh people’s pets, they often find themselves enslaved.
On each of their heads, there hangs a seventy pound bill;
At the very thought of this, my bones are totally chilled.
Orang-utans are in desperate decline, and that is a sad fact;
Their numbers will keep on dwindling, unless we humans act.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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The thing we must do intensely is be human together. People are more important than things. We must get together. The best thing humans can have going for them is each other. We have each other. We must reject everything which humiliates us. Humans are not objects of consumption. We must develop an absolute priority of humans ahead of profit — any humans ahead of any profit. Then we will survive. … Together.
quote by Frank Herbert
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Man is the only animal that learns by being hypocritical. He pretends to be polite and then, eventually, he becomes polite.
Anyone can be polite to a king, but it takes a gentleman to be polite to a beggar.
Man is the only animal that learns by being hypocritical. He pretends to be polite and then, eventually, he _becomes_ polite.
quote by Jean Kerr
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All The Madmen
Day after day
They send my friends away
To mansions cold and grey
To the far side of town
Where the thin men stalk the streets
While the sane stay underground
Day after day
They tell me I can go
They tell me I can blow
To the far side of town
Where its pointless to be high
cause its such a long way down
So I tell them that
I can fly, I will scream, I will break my arm
I will do me harm
Here I stand, foot in hand, talking to my wall
Im not quite right at all...am i?
Dont set me free, Im as heavy as can be
Just my librium and me
And my e.s.t. makes three
cause Id rather stay here
With all the madmen
Than perish with the sadmen roaming free
And Id rather play here
With all the madmen
For Im quite content theyre all as sane
As me
(where can the horizon lie
When a nation hides
Its organic minds
In a cellar...dark and grim
They must be very dim)
Day after day
They take some brain away
Then turn my face around
To the far side of town
And tell me that its real
Then ask me how I feel
Here I stand, foot in hand, talking to my wall
Im not quite right at all
Dont set me free, Im as helpless as can be
My libidos split on me
Gimme some good ole lobotomy
cause Id rather stay here
With all the madmen
Than perish with the sadmen
Roaming free
And Id rather play here
With all the madmen
For Im quite content
Theyre all as sane as me
Zane, zane, zane
Ouvre le chien
Zane, zane, zane
Ouvre le chien
Zane, zane, zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le chien
Zane, zane, zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le chien
Zane, zane, zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le chien
Zane, zane, zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le chien
Zane, zane, zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le chien
Zane, zane, zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le chien
Zane, zane, zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le chien
Zane, zane, zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le chien
Zane, zane, zane (ah ah ah)
Ouvre le chien
song performed by by David Bowie
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