If one looks with a cold eye at the mess man has made of history, it is difficult to avoid the conclusion that he has been afflicted by some built-in mental disorder which drives him towards self-destruction.
quote by Arthur Koestler
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Natural Theology
Primitive
I ate my fill of a whale that died
And stranded after a month at sea. . . .
There is a pain in my inside.
Why have the Gods afflicted me?
Ow! I am purged till I am a wraith!
Wow! I am sick till I cannot see!
What is the sense of Religion and Faith:
Look how the Gods have afflicted me!
Pagan
How can the skin of rat or mouse hold
Anything more than a harmless flea?. . .
The burning plague has taken my household.
Why have my Gods afflicted me?
All my kith and kin are deceased,
Though they were as good as good could be,
I will out and batter the family priest,
Because my Gods have afflicted me!
Medieval
My privy and well drain into each other
After the custom of Christendie. . . .
Fevers and fluxes are wasting my mother.
Why has the Lord afflicted me?
The Saints are helpless for all I offer--
So are the clergy I used to fee.
Henceforward I keep my cash in my coffer,
Because the Lord has afflicted me.
Material
I run eight hundred hens to the acre
They die by dozens mysteriously. . . .
I am more than doubtful concerning my Maker,
Why has the Lord afflicted me?
What a return for all my endeavour--
Not to mention the L. S. D!
I am an atheist now and for ever,
Because this God has afflicted me!
Progressive
Money spent on an Army or Fleet
Is homicidal lunacy. . . .
My son has been killed in the Mons retreat,
Why is the Lord afflicting me?
Why are murder, pillage and arson
And rape allowed by the Deity?
I will write to the Times, deriding our parson
Because my God has afflicted me.
Chorus
We had a kettle: we let it leak:
Our not repairing it made it worse.
We haven't had any tea for a week. . .
The bottom is out of the Universe!
Conclusion
This was none of the good Lord's pleasure,
For the Spirit He breathed in Man is free;
But what comes after is measure for measure,
And not a God that afflicteth thee.
As was the sowing so the reaping
Is now and evermore shall be.
Thou art delivered to thine own keeping.
Only Thyself hath afflicted thee!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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She Drives Like Crazy
Whered you learn how to steer
You do eighty in second gear
When you drive, I cant relax
Got your license from cracker jacks
You just hit another tree
These fender benders are killin me
She drives like crazy
Like noone else
She drives like crazy
And Im afraid for myself
Theyll put you behind bars
Were not playin bumper cars
Did a great figure eight
In the middle of the interstate
Tires squeel wherever we go
Even hitchhikers just say no
She drives like crazy
Her cars a mess
She drives like crazy
Shes got a death wish I guess
Shes a demon
Behind the wheel
Thinks shes drivin
The batmobile
Burnin rubber in school zones
Runnin over the traffic cones
Passin semi-s on the right
Now my knuckles are turnin white
She drives like crazy
Shell break your necks (? )
She drives like crazy
She always gets into wrecks
She drives like crazy
Like noone else
She drives like crazy
Now Im afraid for myself
She drives like crazy
Like noone else
She drives like crazy
And Im afraid for myself
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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She Drives Me Crazy (feat. Zucchero)
I can't help the way I feel
Things you do don't seem so real
Tell me what you got in mind
'Cause we're runnin' out of time
Won't you ever set me free
This waitin' 'round is killin' me
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
I can't get any rest
People say I'm obsessed
Everything you say is lies
But to me there's no surprise
What I have, I knew was true
Things go wrong, they always do
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself, no
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
I won't make it on my own
No one likes to be alone
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
I can't help myself
She drives me crazy
Drives me crazy
Like no one else
You know she drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
Oh myself
She drives me crazy, oh yes
Like no one else, no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
song performed by by Tom Jones
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Go Mental
Out of the hospital out against my will
Life is so beautiful Ive gone mental
Mental mental
Ive killed my family they thought I was an oddity
Life is so beautiful I am a vegetable
Mental mental
Ive gone mental Ive gone mental
Staring at my goldfish bowl popping phenobarbitol
Life is so beautiful Ive gone mental mental mental
Sitting on my window sill life is so beautiful
Ive become irrational Ive gone mental
Mental mental Ive gone mental
song performed by by Ramones
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There were theoretical elements in the subjection of women and it is not possible to avoid the conclusion that a large contribution was made to them by the Church. In part this was a matter of its hostile stance towards sexuality.
quote by J.M. Roberts
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How How
My life is in a serious mess,
My baby is gone, theres heavy mental stress
I never knew love but I know it now,
I wanna give her my heart, but how how
I never knew love but I know it now,
I wanna give her my heart, but how how
How how
Maybe I should buy her a beautiful dress,
Maybe gold and diamonds, and no more stress
I decide to call her, it drives me insane,
Then shes on the line and tells me dont be vain
I decide to call her, it drives me insane,
But then shes on the line and tells me I take the blame
You [? ] little fool and you know what I miss,
No diamonds, no gold, just a kiss
Just a kiss
I got nothing to lose so I know it doesnt matter,
I do it the old way and write her a letter
I know how much I love you and I need you now,
Youre the one and only and you tell me how
Now Im out of trouble and a serious mess,
My baby is back, no more stress
You know how much I love you and I need you now,
Ill give you my heart, just tell me how how
How how
song performed by by Yello
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How How
My life is in a serious mess,
My baby is gone, theres heavy mental stress
I never knew love but I know it now,
I wanna give her my heart, but how how
I never knew love but I know it now,
I wanna give her my heart, but how how
How how
Maybe I should buy her a beautiful dress,
Maybe gold and diamonds, and no more stress
I decide to call her, it drives me insane,
Then shes on the line and tells me dont be vain
I decide to call her, it drives me insane,
But then shes on the line and tells me I take the blame
You [? ] little fool and you know what I miss,
No diamonds, no gold, just a kiss
Just a kiss
I got nothing to lose so I know it doesnt matter,
I do it the old way and write her a letter
I know how much I love you and I need you now,
Youre the one and only and you tell me how
Now Im out of trouble and a serious mess,
My baby is back, no more stress
You know how much I love you and I need you now,
Ill give you my heart, just tell me how how
How how
song performed by by Yello
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No One Had Noticed Any Signs Of Abnormalties
The suspect has a history of mental issues.
And the historian keeping those records,
Has been determined to be dysfunctional.
Therefore...
It is extremely difficult to provide any evidence,
Since no one had noticed any signs of abnormalties.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shallow Crystals
(ian hunter)
Her life gets smaller in his eyes
And he wonders if he thinks he should cry
Oh mother the colours gone and left your hair
And he wonders if he thinks he should care
She told him how to play a guitar
She told him how to be a star
But mother were you really there
My friend dont speak hes such a mixed up boy
I wonder if she sold him his toys
A kiss on the cheek a conversation decoy
In his cute little corduroys
Oh she taught him how to win the game
She taught him everything is your name
Oh mother did you have to destroy
Mother if you really cared
Youd talk to him cry for him
All you every did was dream
All you ever said was be cool be cool be cool
And I think you made a mess of his life
And I think he made a mess of your life
And I think it made a mess of my life
Mother if you really cared
Youd talk to him cry for him
All you every did was dream
All you ever said was be cool be cool be cool
And I think you made a mess of her life
And I think she made a mess of your life
And I think it made a mess of my life
I think you made a mess of my life
I think you made a mess of my life
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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U Mess Up The Summer
u mess up the summer year around
u mess up the summer u made me frown
u mess up the summer with your rules
comeing in at 8: 00 is not cool
u mess up the summer with your games
u mess up the summer it is now plain
u mess up the summer cause you are my morther
but i am gald that we still got each other
i love you mother
L& H
poem by Moriah Puriefoy
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She Drives Me Crazy
I cant stop
The way I feel
Things you do
Dont seem real
Tell you what I got in mind
cause were runnin out of time
Wont you ever set me free?
This waitin rounds killin me
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
I cant get
Any rest
People say
Im obsessed
Everything thats serious lasts
But to me theres no surprise
What I have, I knew was true
Things go wrong, they always do
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
I wont make it,
On my own
No on likes,
To be alone
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
Uh huh huh
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
Uh huh huh
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
song performed by by Fine Young Cannibals
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Blood On Their Hands
Delusions are difficult to erase,
From minds nourished to believe...
They are entitled to take and receive,
And do as they please.
Delusions fed,
Can not envision concepts...
Of having little to nothing left,
To continue feeding a greed.
Every aspect of this consciousness,
Has been spoiled by intriguing propaganda.
And hyped to delight in another's defeat.
Without a self reflection done or apology.
But a brick wall stalls when made of concrete.
And hitting one's head against it,
Does not advance one to a conquering done...
Sweetened by victory.
As one would like to rewrite history.
A brick wall made,
And built thickened by concrete...
Only leaves a head beatened against it,
To bleed internally.
Since prior activities,
To ensure it isolates and stands...
Has been built by the very ones,
With blood now on their hands.
And drips...
Without consideration,
Of an evaluation to self examine.
And this has created,
Unhealthy mindsets that debate matter over substance...
With an absence of reason and cause.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Social compatibility
Select not a partner who is greater.
A maid must avoid accepting a prince.
An aid must avoid getting a princess.
It is difficult to hold them since
27.06.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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How Difficult Can It Be?
How difficult can it be,
To admonish others...
Whose lives are affliated,
With direct desperation?
And indirected misrepresentation?
And this is commented upon,
By those from the warmth...
Of custom built comfortable homes,
As they view 3-D wide screen TV.
What suffering is being done,
By someone laying back...
And munching on snacks.
To demand a sandwich be made...
As a mate hollers back,
'You want rye or wholewheat bread?
Lettuce, tomato, mustard or mayo?
Did you finish your beverage yet?
Or should I get another...
Cold from the 'frig'?
What for you would be best? '
Just how difficult can life be?
When the basic of needs are taken for granted.
Just how difficult can it be?
When those born into 'standards' of quality,
Have not a clue of struggle...
Or have lived a moment in poverty,
To be believed.
And yet,
Can live in the midst of prosperity...
With contempt for others who are only aware,
Of a poverty lived not one of them chose.
And if they did,
Not one of them thumbs up their nose.
How difficult can one's life be...
When conversations of importance,
Centers around shopping sprees.
Just to buy new clothes to impose an image.
An image sustained in superficiality.
How difficult can it be,
To admonish others...
Whose lives are affliated,
With direct desperation?
And indirected misrepresentation?
And this is commented upon,
By those from the warmth...
Of custom built comfortable homes,
As they view digital 3-D wide screen TV.
How difficult is life?
How difficult is it really?
'This 'guy' whatshisname,
Is trying to change our way of life...
To give others less fortunate a 'real' opportunity,
To do the same.
What is he 'insane'?
~Just change the channel, honey.
That's all that has to be done.
Just change the channel, honey.
No need to get upset by rumors of suffering,
Done by the other ones.
We all were born to make choices!
Remember that.
Just change the channel, dear.
How difficult can it be?
Just change the channel.
Relax and set your mind at ease.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Booby Trap
perfect beauty
from toronto
new attraction
or some heartthrob
was it all just a deathtrap,
pulled me in and then shut snaps? stupid.
did it make you
come to get me?
or am i just
going mental?
i am not a pushover.
how did i get run over? stupid.
play like a lil bitty boy. (play on)
with your grubbery toy (play on)
oh, its just a matter time (play on)
till the day im gonna get mine.
i am not a
play like
did it make you
come to get me?
or am i just
going mental? (going mental)
or am i just (or am i just)
going mental? (going mental)
or am i just (or am i just)
going mental? (going mental)
(or am i just)
(going mental)
(or am i just)
(going mental)
i am not
song performed by by Weezer
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The Grave Was Empty!
we took down the body of God,
and stripped the flesh
from the bones with razor sharp knives.
out of this flesh we made hunger.
we carefully cut the heart out,
and out of this heart we made weapons.
we plucked out the eyeballs,
and out of them we made greed.
from the bones we built houses
in which no one could live.
we scattered the remains
over the sands... and from them
we made oil, the force that drives!
there was nothing left,
not even for the crows...
and they wonder why
the grave was empty!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Sunk & Disorderly
I've got these Winter blues
That crept upon my being
The nights are dark and very cold
So cold I keep on peeing
This seasonal disorder
That sneaked up very quickly
Makes one feel so very low
And even sometimes sickly
These dismal, dark and gloomy nights
Cause a miserable facial expression
They make one want to stay in bed
Gives great feeling of depression
I think I'll now take to my bed
My brains gone all defective
Apparently I'm suffering ‘SAD'
A disorder that's affective!
So now I'm going to hibernate
Lie in a dormant state
Wake me when the Sun comes out
By then I'll be feeling great!
Pick Up The Pieces of The Mess That's Made
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
Make sure no remnants get,
To be left kept as toxins.
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
And don't have one regret,
This challenge you have met!
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
Make sure no remnants get,
To be left kept as toxins.
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
And don't have one regret,
You've met the challenge that's been swept.
Don't let this creep into your sleep.
As if a daydreamed lover,
Is a desire you wish to meet.
Get up and beat this need fatiguing.
If you want a peace of mind...
Don't become weakened by routines,
You know should be left behind.
No need to keep this stored and neat,
As if this is sublime.
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
Make sure no remnants get,
To be left kept as toxins.
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
And don't have one regret,
This challenge you have met!
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
Make sure no remnants get,
To be left kept as toxins.
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
And don't have one regret,
You've met the challenge that's been swept.
Make sure no remnants get,
To be left kept as toxins.
Make sure no remnants get,
To be left kept as toxins.
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
And don't have one regret,
This challenge you have met!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Root Of Evil Is Insanity
The Root of Evil is Rejection
There is the need to get even, attack
A paranoid act toward Destruction
For imagined offense - to fight back!
The Root of Evil is Corruption
Absence of light, love, or goodness.
The aim is only to create Disruption
Perhaps to gain Attention, such a mess!
The Root of the Evil is Insanity
No valid Reason, Logic, or Cause.
Just the need for Demented folly
The end itself is sure Mental Loss.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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You are now history
It is so sad,
And of course, mad
The steps we made,
Our hopes and wishes,
You are history now
I thought we wouldnt,
But yes we sank,
The water was salty,
Our wounds it revitalised,
So cold,
Our hopes so frozen,
You are now history
Guess what, you broke my heart,
Yet I dont miss you,
You were nice I know,
You destroyed us we know
You are history now
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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