Rap is only one end of a whole spectrum of verbal play and virtuosity. Rap is geared for aural pleasure.
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My whole life is geared to play guitar. I play what I want when I want and I hope the listener gets as much pleasure listening to the music as I get playing it.
quote by Jim Sullivan
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I think the problem with a lot of the fusion music is that it's extremely predictable, it's a rock rhythm and the solos all play the same stuff and they play it over and over again and there's a certain musical virtuosity involved in it.
The Top 40 is geared toward 20 and under, not 20 and up. That's the audience I'm geared to.
quote by Michael Bolton
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It was regarded as a responsibility of the BBC to provide programs which have a broad spectrum of interest, and if there was a hole in that spectrum, then the BBC would fill it.
quote by David Attenborough
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The electronic spectrum is the only natural resource in which there's no such thing as private property rights. You can't own a piece of the spectrum.
quote by Adrian Cronauer
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In a Herber Green Asleep Whereas I Lay
In a herber green asleep whereas I lay,
The birds sang sweet in the middle of the day;
I dreamed fast of mirth and play:
In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure.
Methought I walked still to and fro,
And from her company I could not go;
But when I wak'd it was not so:
In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure.
Therefore my heart is surely pight
Of her alone to have a sight,
Which is my joy and heart's delight:
In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure.
poem by Robert Wever
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For example, some stars put out large amounts of energy in the infrared part of the spectrum, so that this can produce a different relative magnitude rating than using light energy from the middle of the spectrum.
quote by Charles Francis Richter
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War Of Words (Acrostic)
Wrestling with his conscience
Abstaining from verbal exchange
Regretting his wrods
Offended by obscenities
Forgetting his ticket
What is happening now?
Obnoxious little men
Rallying in no mans land
Dire consequences
Spasmodic verbal abuse.
poem by Hazel Connelly
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The verbal system of the Semitic languages makes Latin seem like child's play.
quote by Guy Deutscher
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You know how much I am inclined to explain all disputes among philosophical schools as merely verbal disputes or at least to derive them originally from verbal disputes.
quote by Moses Mendelssohn
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The Abuser
it does not matter if you're male or female
in the mind of a abuser
they will always prevail.
when you allow the abuse from the start
in you life, it becomes a part.
whether it's verbal or physical, it matters not
you let it start, and it won't stop.
the verbal can be more damaging than the physical
because it becomes daily.
like a sculptor chipping away at its mold
until it becomes the way that they want it to be.
and if you don't stop it
you will never be free.
they do it because of their own inadequacy.
which is something that their mind won't see.
how much abuse should you take
before it becomes much to late?
the verbal abuser will always put you to the ground
and expect you to not make a sound.
they will tell you that you was put here to serve.
and to make a move, you have no nerve.
that you must obey their every command
and that you are the scum of the land.
if you have no - or low self esteem
it is something which will be seen.
and when an abuser has you in their sight
no matter what you do, it won't be right.
STOP the abuse, before it's too late.
for this can not be your destined fate.
the verbal abuse will always start first
then from there, it will get worse.
YOU must walk away, so that they can see
a victim you will not be.
(abuse is like a broken tool, it could damage whatever is good)
poem by Louis Rams
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In Youth is Pleasure
IN a harbour grene aslepe whereas I lay,
The byrdes sang swete in the middes of the day,
I dreamed fast of mirth and play:
In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure.
Methought I walked still to and fro,
And from her company I could not go--
But when I waked it was not so:
In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure.
Therefore my hart is surely pyght
Of her alone to have a sight
Which is my joy and hartes delight:
In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure.
poem by Robert Wever
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But the gravest difficulty, and perhaps the most important, in poetry meant solely for recitation, is the difficulty of achieving verbal beauty, or rather of making verbal beauty tell.
quote by Lascelles Abercrombie
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But in the end, music is ultimately an aural art, pure and simple.
quote by Leo Ornstein
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Opposite displeasure
Success gives pleasure.
Conquest gives pleasure.
Revenge gives pleasure.
Hunting gives pleasure.
Coveting gives pleasure.
Mind; every pleasure
Gives equal and opposite
Displeasure to others.
In a way we act as sadists
04.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love And Attraction
I do not want anyone, anyone who really wants me,
Every one that I desire, wants to be with someone else. . .
I find it so amusing.
Isn't that the way it goes?
I'm a blimp on someones radar
They don't even catch my eye
I want what I haven't got, even if it kills me trying.
I want her, she wants him, he wants me, I give in.
I want her, I want him, I don't want anything.
I started questioning, the rules of coupling.
This strip is mobius, it's never ending.
Love and attraction.
It's like sex and passion.
It's two ends of a spectrum.
Are you a friend or a lover?
Now pick one or the other.
It's not easy to find, anyone who captivates me,
Anyone deserving time.
Must have some how, eyes confide
Looking in the wrong direction.
She wants him, he wants me, I don't want anybody,
And everyone who wants me-
It's so amusing.
Love and attraction.
It's like sex and passion.
It's two ends of a spectrum.
Are you a friend or lover?
Now pick one or the other.
Everybody wants someone to hold.
Everybody wants to choose a role.
Everybody wants to break the mold.
No hint of bravery.
Everybody chases and some will deal.
Never play a chance tho' none are for real.
Everything falls between the cracks of
Love and attraction.
Love and attraction.
It's like sex and passion.
It's two ends of a spectrum.
Are you a friend or lover?
Now pick one or the other.
Love and attraction
It's like joy and sadness
It's like peace and conflict
You can chase them forever
Are they ever together?
Love and attraction
Love and attraction
Love and attraction
You can chase them forever
Are they ever together?
Everybody wants someone to hold.
Everybody wants to choose a role.
Everybody wants to break the mold.
No hint of bravery.
Everybody chases and some will deal.
Never play a chance tho' none are for real.
Everything falls between the cracks of
Love and attraction.
Love and attraction
Love and attraction
Love and attraction
You can chase them forever
Are they ever together?
song performed by by Darren Hayes
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Your love is like rainbow
Your love is like rainbow
sucks all sorrows of life
drizzles with melody of life
makes the spectrum of life
when i see distinguish moment of life
Like the rainbow of sky
sucks salty water of seas and oceans
drizzles with mild dropp of water
and embellish the sky
with a spectrum on the horizon
and the mild water, fertile the field
quench the thirst of earth
and its creatures
Thus is your love
embellish the life
with a spectrum on its horizon
makes the life easy to live in
poem by Ramesh Rai
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Squirrels in Play
Below the beckoning Beech Nut tree
The squirrels in pleasure play;
Each a member of that kinship
Gathering forage while they may.
Gregarious in their pleasure
As they patter here and there
Filling cheeks with beech nuts
With a squirrelish flair.
Up and down the Beech Nut tree
They chase in shadowy delight
For pleasure or picking rights
They engage in playful fights.
They scold and chatter as they play
As warning or from fright;
One can never humor them
They will chase away from sight.
Sit and watch them by the hour
With their acts all on display;
They surely then will humor you
In their uninhibited way.
poem by Justin P. Malady
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Spectrum Of Death
SPECTRUM OF DEATH
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How death looks like?
As spectrum of
Cosmetic butterfly. [1]
How death smells like?
As drizzle sodden
Droughty clay. [2]
How death talks like?
As splashing of brooks
Over scattered stones. [3]
How death comes like?
As cat walks of hyena
For the prey. [4]
How death punishes like?
As rupture of
Life’s rapture. [5]
How death rewards like?
By keeping indelible footprints
Of my worthlessness. [6]
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poem by Dr. Sakti P. Chakravorty
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Every collaboration helps you grow. With Bowie, it's different every time. I know how to create settings, unusual aural environments. That inspires him. He's very quick.