The truth is the best picture, the best propaganda.
quote by Robert Capa
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This is the secret of propaganda: To totally saturate the person, whom the propaganda wants to lay hold of, with the ideas of the propaganda, without him even noticing that he is being saturated.
quote by Paul Watzlawick
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The United States has it's own propaganda, but it's very effective because people don't realize that it's propaganda. And it's subtle, but it's actually a much stronger propaganda machine than the Nazis had but it's funded in a different way.
quote by Crispin Glover
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Propaganda tells us a truth today, without caring that this truth will turn out to be false tomorrow.
aphorism by Octav Bibere
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Outlaw Poetry?
outlaw poetry?
poets walkin' outside the law,
spewing bloodstained words,
painting the picture they see,
they feel, they live...
talkin' truth in the age
of propaganda...
holding the raw, beating hearts
of those in need...
with trembling hands,
and jaws set firm....
standing in the face of the roar,
fighting against all odds.
outlaw poetry?
hell no! outlaw ignorance!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Picture Picture by Tanya Markova
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
Picture picture ohh...
Nang gabing masilayan ka...
Dala-dala ko pa
Ang aking lumang camera
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
Picture picture ohh...
Campus gig noon at nag-aya ang tropa
Maraming bebot ang nagsasayaw
Nang biglang mapansin kita
What a beautiful face
At kinunan kita
What a beautiful face
Angat ka sa iba
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
What a beautiful
What a beautiful face
I saw her face
Mukha syang taga-a a outerspace
Si Mang Roger ako'y kinalabit
Ang sabi
Halika na balot muna
Bago ka mag-konica
Na seramika gawa sa pabrika
Lagot ka na ang kamera may mahika
Ano ang lohika kung bat nahilo ka
Mekaniko si Moniko ng makina ni Monika
What a beautiful face
Bigla kang nawala
What a beautiful face
Ako'y natulala
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
What a beautiful
What a beautiful face
Meron syang look alike na
Meron syang look alike na
Meron syang look alike na
Meron syang look alike na
Meron syang look alike na
Meron syang look alike na
Meron syang look alike na
Mekaniko si Moniko ng makina ni Monika
What a beautiful face
O nasaan ka na
What a beautiful face
Hinahanap-hanap ka
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
Picture picture ohh...
Picture picture
What a beautiful
What a beautiful face...
poem by Shi Yelami
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We have to stop the propaganda, the shameful propaganda used by Kremlin to rehabilitate these old types.
quote by Garry Kasparov
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Truth
Truth is a solid crust,
Sledgehammer cannot crush.
Truth is iron cast,
It is as hard as diamond.
Truth erodes deliberate falsehood,
Corrodes devious propaganda,
Dissolves trump-up charges,
Resolves unfounded allegations,
Absolves the humiliated.
Truth dismisses fabrications,
Making their effects fleeting,
Earning victory for the vindicated victim,
Exposing the evil in the slanderer.
Truth is invincible, untruth very visible
Truth is transparent, untruth ungodly.
Truth is a perpetual burning torch.
I will hold on to it.
All must hold on to it.
poem by Emmanuel Oduro
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Sad picture piece
The picture we took together
And put together piece by piece
All of us as a Group
With smiles on our faces we
Were laughing together
Creating what we thought
Was a big happy picture
Now in the future we look
At that big picture piece
And see a sad picture piece
Comparing it to today, most of us…
Dead, war reached us.
What use to be happy picture piece.
Turned to what it really was.
A sad picture piece we put together
As a Group.
Smiling, laughing, naive
Naïve of what the future
Could bring
Friends dying, revealing what they
Really did with there life
In the past, happy as can be
Together wishing for more
Seeing that picture now
Remembering all the thing’s I had
In the past, also with things I lost
Now you see a picture with lies
But also the truth
Both makes the group shot of friends
We put together
A big, but small sad picture piece.
poem by Marcellus Watts
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Nevertheless, this type of propaganda has a special value, for it serves to convince those who sign the appeal, of the necessity for carrying on propaganda; so a corps of propagandists, if I may use the term, is thus trained.
quote by Fredrik Bajer
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poem by David Keig
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(V - 2009) The Truth of the Truth
The Sages and Seers
That be and have been
Cannot have seen
The truth of the Truth!
What they see as Truth
Is Truth merely
It’s not really
The truth of the Truth!
The Ultimate Truth
Cannot be known
We aren’t that grown –
The truth of the Truth!
We’re part of the Truth
We’re trying to see
We’re yet so tiny –
The truth of the Truth!
Though hard and great
The pains we give
We cannot outlive
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to you once
Remains not the same
So changing the game –
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to a man
Is not Truth to all
That’s what we call
The truth of the Truth!
These thoughts as I pen
It’s Truth to me
It’s to me only
The truth of the Truth!
My Hero, My Heroin
I don’t need this
I don’t need you
Religious Hypocrites
Political bullshit
Propaganda overload
Test tube babies
Feed us with commercials
Rely on you
You are the hero, the heroin
You are my crutches
My savior undefiled by truth
To you we look towards hope
We sacrifice children to appease you
The wrath you hold
Worse than any gods
Lean on our shoulders
Feed on our land
Look for the undying hero
The heroin on which we depend
We stand for nothing
I found a new ecstasy
I don’t need your
Religious Hypocrites
Political bullshit
Propaganda overload
Anymore…
Look for the new way
To justify the deeds
Plagued with death
The color green is what it’s all about
Don’t you know?
You are my hero, my heroin
I would die for the cause
I shall give my life
To smother the breath
Of those unfaithful
For, you are my hero, my heroin
I need you, I love you, I want your heroin
Turn out the lights
Don’t want to see your
Religious Hypocrites
Political bullshit
Propaganda overload
Anymore…
poem by Paul Fisher
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The Edge Of Beauty...
wherein lies the edge of beauty?
of true expression?
be there more truth
in a picture of fruit....
or a picture of the eyes
of a starving child?
be there more love
in an ancient picture of Jesus,
or the picture of an addict,
shaking on a stoop?
be there more reality
in numbed words carefully written,
or in the story of the evicted family,
penned in raw blood?
be there more beauty
in a picture of supposed angels,
or in a tasteful nude?
be there more freedom
in a picture of the revolution,
or in a photo of freedom's protesters,
being beaten by cops?
be there more justice
in the books you burned,
or in the ones you actually read?
be there more spirituality
in the religious head turned,
or in the sensual bathed in awe?
be there more god in the silent follower,
or in the one who dares to speak?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The oblique paradox of propaganda is that the lie in the throat becomes, by repetition, the truth in the heart.
quote by John Grierson
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As a general truth, it is safe to say that any picture that produces a moral impression is a bad picture.
quote by Edmond De Goncourt
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See, in my line of work you got to keep repeating things over and over and over again for the truth to sink in, to kind of catapult the propaganda.
quote by George W. Bush
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The Rainbow & The Sunset
Can you picture a painting of a rainbow beginning to shine.
Can you picture a sunset that's ready but not yet defined.
I can picture the rainbow and the pot of gold at the end,
I can picture the sunset and the many more to begin.
These are the simple things in life,
These at the things that are ment to be.
No one prepares you for the truth.
No one prepares you for the unfair things.
That on the other side of that rainbow dreams don't always come true.
And that you may find a bit of beauty in that sunset by the sea,
Or you may find a hard earned miracle in that rainbow made by we.
But the truth of it all is, is that the rainbow doesn't last.
And that sooner or later the sunset will pass.
And we must realize that life is not a sunset or a rainbow made by we.
That for some reason or another,
Fate is what is and fate is what was meant to be.
poem by Rachel Fogle
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For two years living in a neutral country I have been able to see through the haze of propaganda to reach something which my conscience tells me is the truth.
quote by John Amery
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It is claimed, but with what truth we cannot say, that there is a well-defined propaganda among the aliens of colour to bring about the degeneration of the white race.
quote by Emily Murphy
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Seeking The Truth
If you seek truth then your woes are missed,
The beginning of words is at an end;
Shadowy truth beguiles you as you turn
The truth into perishment, only hearing us.
When we accuse others of forenames that hurt
The surname attached is resembling a picture
Inside the body, only you say this.
Long distances the blood travels for your help,
But studies into this reveal your history.
If the truth bargains for you, then listen
To the truth of some who say no lies.
poem by Naveed Akram
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