Tribulation will not hurt you, unless as it too often does; it hardens you and makes you sour, narrow and skeptical.
quote by Edwin Hubbel Chapin
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What is called for is an exquisite balance between two conflicting needs: the most skeptical scrutiny of all hypotheses that are served up to us and at the same time a great openness to new ideas. If you are only skeptical, then no new ideas make it through to you. On the other hand, if you are open to the point of gullibility and have not an ounce of skeptical sense in you, then you cannot distinguish useful ideas from the worthless ones.
quote by Carl Sagan
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The people who teach us that it is wrong to be skeptical are themselves the reasons that we should be skeptical.
quote by Donald G. Smith
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Mango
in my youth
i did not wait for ripe mangoes
what we experience
is that
they are better eaten raw
sour
makes our tongues twist
and want for more
makes our eyes limp
and want for more
makes our tongues salivate
wanting for more
more of raw life, green hopes,
powerful stains that
mark our puberty pangs
sour memories that make us
want life more
garnished with salt and soy
and shrimp
that makes us ask for more
raw life, slices of salivations
no incantations
pouting lips, grinning teeth.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ouch That Really Hurt
Ouch that really hurt, When I fell the other night,
From my bed down to the floor, it must've been a funny sight;
Strewn about, arms and legs, Each in a different direction,
But what a shame I can't take, painkilling medication.
Ouch that really hurt, The way you spoke to me,
But most of all that did hurt, you said you loved me;
Another thing you really hurt, is that you can't be trusted,
You've changed, towards me, and yet blaming me you must.
Ouch that really hurt, The way you bullied me,
Its not fair, what you do, oh can't you see;
To force yourself, to push me around, please oh why,
When I go home, I feel the hurt makes me cry.
Ouch that really hurt, The harassment I get,
Because I may be different, it sure makes me upset,
Why can't you look inside my heart, it's the same as you,
Just treat me please as your equal, that's what you must do.
poem by Margaret Haig
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No man ought to lay a cross upon himself, or to adopt tribulation, as is done in popedom but if a cross or tribulation come upon him, then let him suffer it patiently, and know that it is good and profitable for him.
quote by Martin Luther
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Only Makes Me Laugh
I don't know why i feel this way
I don't know if it's right or wrong to laugh at misfortune
Darkness can never last too long
Every time i think i'm falling
And there's nobody around to hold me up
And it seems like the world has come to an end
I look for miles but not a face is friendly
Then suddenly a hole opens up in the ground
The bottom of the hole is a raging fire
I try to jump over but there's no way
The next thing i know, i'm going down
(chorus)
Does it hurt?
Oh, it really doesn't matter
Does it burn?
Oh, i don't feel a thing
Does it sting?
Oh, yeah, it really doesn't matter
Does it hurt?
Oh, i don't give a damn
When i find myself falling and i hit the bottom
It only makes me laugh
It only makes me laugh
When i go down the hole and i hit the bottom
The last time that i fell in love
The love was milk and honey but the milk turned sour
The woman became a monster
And everyone i knew had become a stranger
And the room went black and my luck was spent
The floor opened up, down i went
(repeat chorus)
It only makes me laugh
It only makes me laugh
It only makes me laugh
Coming right back
Coming right back
'cause you can't keep me down
Can't keep me down
Oh, in the ground
Does it hurt?
Oh, it really doesn't matter
Does it burn?
Oh, i don't feel a thing
I don't mind just a little pain
Ooh, oh yeah
Whoa...
Remembering when i was a young man
How everything seemed to turn against me
I didn't know a soul, it was an alien place
The sun was covered by a dark cloud
And though i tried, i couldn't find a way to escape
The only way to go was straight down
(repeat chorus)
It only makes me laugh
It only makes me laugh
It only makes me laugh
It only makes me laugh
I don't know why i feel this way
I don't know if it's right or wrong to laugh at misfortune
Darkness can never last too long...
When you laugh in its face
When you laugh in its face
I don't know why i feel this way...
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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Why Would It Hurt?
Why would it hurt?
The names that he says
The jokes he makes
Why would it hurt?
When I know they aren't true
When the mean nothing
Why would it hurt?
To know someone thought that about you
To know he judges you without knowing you
Why would it hurt?
But it does doesn't it?
It hurts
But you won't show weakness in front of him
poem by Autumn Winds
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It Only Makes Me Laugh
I dont know why I feel this way
I dont know if its right or wrong to laugh at misfortune
Darkness can never last too long
Every time I think Im falling
And theres nobody around to hold me up
And it seems like the world has come to an end
I look for miles but not a face is friendly
Then suddenly a hole opens up in the ground
The bottom of the hole is a raging fire
I try to jump over but theres no way
The next thing I know, Im going down
(chorus)
Does it hurt?
Oh, it really doesnt matter
Does it burn?
Oh, I dont feel a thing
Does it sting?
Oh, yeah, it really doesnt matter
Does it hurt?
Oh, I dont give a damn
When I find myself falling and I hit the bottom
It only makes me laugh
It only makes me laugh
When I go down the hole and I hit the bottom
The last time that I fell in love
The love was milk and honey but the milk turned sour
The woman became a monster
And everyone I knew had become a stranger
And the room went black and my luck was spent
The floor opened up, down I went
(repeat chorus)
It only makes me laugh
It only makes me laugh
It only makes me laugh
Coming right back
Coming right back
cause you cant keep me down
Cant keep me down
Oh, in the ground
Does it hurt?
Oh, it really doesnt matter
Does it burn?
Oh, I dont feel a thing
I dont mind just a little pain
Ooh, oh yeah
Whoa...
Remembering when I was a young man
How everything seemed to turn against me
I didnt know a soul, it was an alien place
The sun was covered by a dark cloud
And though I tried, I couldnt find a way to escape
The only way to go was straight down
(repeat chorus)
It only makes me laugh
It only makes me laugh
It only makes me laugh
It only makes me laugh
I dont know why I feel this way
I dont know if its right or wrong to laugh at misfortune
Darkness can never last too long...
When you laugh in its face
When you laugh in its face
I dont know why I feel this way...
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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And we kissing through It
In a depression recession tribulation
Me & her hurting for money
And we kissing through It
Watching money watch online
She said do you think
We will survive
I say baby it's up to god
I'm just a maker of this relationship
And we kissing through It
Don't hurt baby don't cry
Buy you a napkin whip your tears away
Tomorrow that new day
Why oh do they think
That we can survive
The way government hurt us
People joke now I got her
This is my planet we run things
Mine & her airplane
Got five G's so fast see
And we kissing through It
Look how happy we are.
poem by Tommy Laster
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Hatred
It displaces the spirit of love
It exists in the darkiest room of one's heart
It hardens a soft heart into a solid rock
The heart that once preached love
Now consumed by its own desires
What profit shall a man gain by detesting others
Like magnets of like poles you repel each other
Hatred like an acid it wears out your heart
It is your heart that is hurt in return
But the victim goes on happily
Your super hatred makes your heart inferior
Successful people you dislike
Unity among people you dislike
The only thing that you enjoy doing is
the antithesis of love
poem by Moffat Mbuzi
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Tomatoes and oregano make it Italian; wine and tarragon make it French. Sour cream makes it Russian; lemon and cinnamon make it Greek. Soy sauce makes it Chinese; garlic makes it good.
quote by Alice May Brock
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Tomatoes and oregano make it Italian wine and tarragon make it French. Sour cream makes it Russian lemon and cinnamon make it Greek. Soy sauce makes it Chinese garlic makes it good.
quote by Alice May Brock
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Regret the Prison
Forests of regret find him, find him in prison,
This is yours too, a discovery of division.
Yes, he is in the workshop of labour,
He is not me at all, but a lover.
We regret the folly, we are hurt, we had lost.
But now our tribulation has taught, has cost.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Mankind is on a Journey,
Mankind is on a Journey,
Mankind is on a Journey,
Mankind is on a Journey,
It is Very Hard in Great Tribulation,
Flow with the Fowls,
Witness Evil and Kill it,
Then see how the Trodding will not be a Great Tribulation anymore,
But Prosperity to Human Knowledge.
poem by Abdul Karim
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Sour Milk Sea
If your lifes not right, doesnt satisfy you
Dont get the breaks like some of us do
Better work it out; find where youve gone wrong
Better do it soon as you dont have long
Get out of sour milk sea
You dont belong there
Get back to where you should be
Find out whats going on there
If you want the most from everything you do
In the shortest time your dreams come true
In no time at all it makes you more aware
Very simple process takes you there
Get out of sour milk sea
You dont belong there
Get back to where you should be
Find out whats going on there
Looking for release from limitation?
Theres nothing much without illumination
Can fool-around with every different cult
Theres only one way brings result
Get out of sour milk sea
You dont belong there
Get back to where you should be
Find out whats going on there
song performed by by George Harrison
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Ode to A Sour Pickle
Ode to a sour pickle,
To pucker up your puss.
Lay down a shiny nickel,
Come on, don't be a wuss.
The heck with kosher dills,
And sweet little pickles too.
It's sour pickles for your gills,
Can't take a thing in lieu.
A big ole sour pickle,
Will bring on a grimace.
Where they're concerned I'm fickle,
Please bear me no malice.
12/23/10 Alton Texas
poem by by unknown author
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Pain and Hurt
born in to pain and hurt
growing in pain and hurt
living in pain and hurt
sleeping in pain and hurt
waking in pain and hurt
cuting in pain and hurt
bleeding in pain and hurt
crying in pain and hurt
i know nothing other then pain and hurt
i use drugs to end the pain and hurt
but all i get is pain and hurt
is there nothing other then pain and hurt
in this painful and hurtful world?
poem by Anna Sprague
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an unhappy childhood of this man who names himself 'I'.....
i've seen this picture of you
on that far corner of the world
land of snow and you are inside that very thick
winter clothes
there is that smile in your face
and i am taking a closer look
it is sour.
i know what sour is. I've been one for forty years
wearing that
sour smile, and i have many reasons why a smile must be sour
for forty years
the reasons are sour
very sour
beyond those tastes of a hundred green lemons
or a green mango with some disturbing gums on its mouth
i burned all my pictures in college
except those when i was yet a boy beside my mama and our white dog
i was in grade one and i did not like school and mama forced me into it
i was selling chocolates and i ate them all and mama was mad at me and beat me with a stick
papa did not like me reading books as he does not know how to read
i climb trees and hide on the leaves and read stories
in our dialect and draw some pictures of women without their dresses on
you see i still have this picture of myself riding a carabao and hauling some wood and coconut palms
i take a close look of my own smile, It is very sour
and it tastes like yours, but perhaps mine is the worst
but i am happy now, i know how to suppress sour smiles, i know how to manage and project myself
i smile like a cow now, and laugh like a horse
because all of them are dead.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Hurt
You say you want to seek the truth, but its hard to find
No one to help you, your friends dont have the time
So you ride around in your car. switch on the radio
You want to relate to something you once read in a book
What kind of a way to try to take a look
Until I got hurt I was looking, I was on my way
Until I got hurt, until I got hurt, darling I painted my face grey
Until I got hurt, till got hurt, why didnt i
I didnt think of this until I got hurt
till I got hurt. baby. I didnt know what love is
You say you want to learn to laugh cause music makes you cry
But the tears you shed are only in your eye
So you turn to any phoney mouth with a tale to tell
But hes just a hoaxer dont you know, selling peace and religion
Between his jokes and his karma chewing gum
Until I got hurt, I was looking, I was the same as you
Until I got hurt, until I got hurt, I did not know what to do
Until I got hurt, till I got hurt, why didnt i
I didnt think of this until I got hurt
till I got hurt, baby, I didnt know what love is
Young son, dont let me down, young son
Im trusting you to keep on, never turn away now
Hold on, never let go, now hold on
Turn your heart to the bright sun
Love will come your way
Cos till you make that final show
Youll never know what love youve been missing
Missing
You say you want to seek the truth but you work alone
No one to help you and nobody to push you on
So you sit at home drinking your wine, television on
You wait for a miracle, cos you say one day onell come along
(but wishful thinking, boy) any minute now you might be gone
Id like to help you brother but that would be wrong
Until I got hurt, I was looking, I was on my way
Until I got hurt, until I got hurt, darling I didnt know which way
Until I got hurt, till I got hurt, why didnt i
I didnt think of this until I got hurt
till I got hurt, baby, I didnt know what love is
Until I got hurt, oh I didnt know what love is
song performed by by Cat Stevens
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What Is It That You Like?
don't you like this sweetness
of my words?
you are bored with this sugar
and honey
and cream?
you are afraid you have become
sick of such
sweet tongue
such sweet indulgence?
oh, you want something bitter
something sour now?
some bitter herbs some sour
species of green lemons?
try me,
i am a bitter person
i am the latest delicacy of
all that is sour
and
decomposing.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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