I am actually in poor health due to chronic fatigue and immune dysfunction syndrome, and my ability to work is greatly diminished right now, so I have to get better before I can start another big project.
quote by Laura Hillenbrand
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Bared
Where do I even start to begin
All these things that live from within
Loved one covering for another
But really, he's a monster
Something changed the beast
Something lied to it, should be, at least
Ignoramus, turncoat, hypocrite, blamer, backstabber
Defeatist, insulter, racist, sellout, sellout, sellout
Hypocrite. Fake.
Son of a. Baser.
Point you out, I point you out
You've rubbed me raw,
Stockholm Syndrome.
Hegemony.
Dysfunction.
Dysfuct ion.
What do you want?
Fruit.
Aggravator.
Green Judas.
poem by Eon Ezkiel
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Prayer Seems Insubstantial
God demands our best
we are only human
it is not always possible
to give all of our best
restraints of age health
time attitude ability
training confidence
external factors
insomnia fatigue stress
partner problems
bereavement
continuing crisis's
all effect potential
human optimum ability
has many influences
yet God empowers
miraculous options
common place miracles
prayer seems insubstantial
scientifically illogical
yet God saves as God wills
poem by Terence George Craddock
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This syndrome, SARS, is now a worldwide health threat... The world needs to work together to find its cause, cure the sick and stop its spread.
quote by Gro Harlem Brundtland
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Who Is Not Hungry
Who is not hungry
Tell me
Who has raised above
Chronic fatigue
Tell me
And tell me
O fawn, tell me.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Diminished to limits.
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Demographics had established,
The success and conditions...
Of a targeted marketing.
To direct effective hype,
Among those selected to be chosen.
Those days have faded away,
From the land of steady habits.
And drift as nomads depleted of funds,
Are those unable to repay for a credited feasting done.
And elimination of debits wished,
Increase and do not leave.
So those rush away in the kicking up of dust...
With tears from their eyes drippimg as they weep.
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Those enforced to be meek and weak,
Are solicited to exhaust their kept treasures.
In the hopes of prolonging,
The ones addicted to feeding themselves selfishly.
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Conditions for optimistic change gone ignored has past.
This can not be restored to those celebrating,
In the hopes to inflict upon others their will.
Closed are those doors.
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The ones found designing deceitful traps,
Have become entrapped.
Their ways have not a dividend saved...
For them to expect a profit that is returned.
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Within their own borders...
They become crazed!
Diminished to limits.
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But a tired retreading,
Just wont allow that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Being overweight and obesity are major risk factors for many chronic diseases for South Dakotans of all ages. When people are overweight or obese, they have more health problems and more serious health problems, in addition to higher health care costs.
quote by Mike Rounds
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False Prestige!
Train journey,
Youth smokes unmindful of co-passengers,
False prestige!
Chain smoker,
Chronic cough,
Lung cancer!
Smokes umpteen cigarettes,
Spends huge income on spoiling health,
Myocardial infarction!
Chronic alcoholic,
Cirrhosis liver,
Loss of life!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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For me, every day is a new thing. I approach each project with a new insecurity, almost like the first project I ever did. And I get the sweats. I go in and start working, I'm not sure where I'm going. If I knew where I was going I wouldn't do it.
quote by Frank Gehry
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A matter that seems to be very clear in terms of the alternative view, is what do you expect to happen in Africa with regard to immune systems, where people are poor, subject to repeat infections and all of that. Surely you would expect their immune systems to collapse.
quote by Thabo Mbeki
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To Prove Pointless Ends
For the betterment of humanity.
Not greed are we here!
We are to exceed temptations allowed to breed.
Not to curse those who bleed,
The Earth of its resources.
And deny rights of those to live in peace...
While a thieving of such greed takes place,
On lands which are breeched by leechers.
Pilfered by creeps and crooks of all nations!
Misunderstanding...
They do,
Their misdeeds that lead them to suffer.
To introduce their own agonized methods.
Used to infuse upon themselves sorrow.
Battling in wars against the 'spirits'
To seek a mindless victory!
Fought to receive...
The spreading of death and grief!
For the betterment of humanity.
Not greed are we here!
We are to exceed temptations allowed to breed.
Not to curse those who bleed,
The Earth of its resources.
But to show them their ways must be diminished greatly!
Or they will be...
Diminished greatly.
And these lessons are difficult to teach!
For those who can already 'see' the outcome,
Of such stubborn aggressions!
To prove pointless ends.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I want to live pain free life! !
Pain is an issue everywhere,
It cradles everyone without fair,
Day or night, it has no preference,
Anytime, anywhere, when someone is in pain,
Something touches the nerve, we feel the pain,
Anything presses the nerve, we feel the pain,
Pain too has the degree of acute and chronic,
can the pain be relieved without pills and tonic?
who would take away this pain,
Even if we cried aloud in vain?
Pain makes us to be handicapped,
As our posture is changed and altered,
Sometimes we hold our stomach,
Protrude our tongues and feel tired,
We have the pain of insufficiency,
Hunger, thirsty and fatigue are their names.
God given pain is alleviated with pills that opiate,
Suppressed pain takes multiple arrows to poke and pierce,
Address the cause of the pain and remove it,
We may live pain free for rest of our life.
To find the cause is the real problem,
arrogant among ourselves we have become,
When we start to dislike our own people,
when we start to live on our own as a lonely planet,
when we start to bottle up the stress day and night,
when we look for the bottles after work,
when we ask for the drugs from the street pedlars,
when we fail to have enough rest and peace,
when we always keep our body in fighting mode,
when we live our life without specific direction,
Our body reacts painfully for its dose of affection,
Be kind to understand one another without reprimand,
We may chase away the pain in our flesh and mind.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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My Hands Are Folded
My Hands Are Folded
my hands are folded in supplication
I need your help, i need to relax
i need calm, rest, light, peace
courage, forgiveness
my hands are folded
i bow down to my only Saviour
my anchor of safety
my harbor of protection
my heaven of peace
my eyes look up to you
with confidence, with hope
i come as one sick
to his physician
as one poor and needy
to the Lord of heaven and earth
grant that i may see you
in all things
in good and ill health
in joy as in sorrow
grant me oh Lord
the grace to accept with patience
the monotony of daily tasks
to embrace with resignation
the fatigue and exhaustion
of days too long and too full
for my physical strength
grant me the ability to be relaxed
and be calm in the thought of your love
to find rest in the assurance
that you are with me
always and forever...Amen
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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A health concept
Some of the ingredients for longevity
induction of vigor with more utility
mind at work and proving the ability
retaining the strength with very good quality
The body at rest may not be good solution
the health is key should be the resolution
how to achieve it should be the only concern?
who knows when it will badly turn?
Nothing goes as per schedule and planning
there is tragic end before its good beginning
nothing is certain at any given point
the life too may be over by breaking powerful joint
What keeps you in good and sound health condition?
good food habits or way of living with nice composition
it is always good to flow with age
not to confine to habits but come out of it and manage
Less food intake may lead to more comforts
easy walk with less efforts
fresh air to inject tonic to body muscles
necessary to defeat the negative cycles
good music to ears
may render useful years
love to nature and no fears
death or any may not come near
It always good to maintain good health
it will be useless to have unaccounted wealth
who my use it later on is cause of worry?
it should not result in simple sorry
Love to exercise and love to walk
mouth to be shut and preference to less talk
some of the energy retained for future use
no one can deny flatly refuse
The body refuse to vigorous drive
but his is only chance to survive
if not hectic but resort to quick move
health may not deteriorate and equally prove
It is stretchable and can extend
it may endure and quietly withstand
some good fatigue to compensate
the energy loss to augment at slow rate
Slow and steady may last long
nothing can prove you wrong
it may enlighten you with light weight
you are able to walk slowly but straight
You may tend to slow in pace
you can not go for quick race
you have inbuilt capacity to sustain decay
you will find health comparatively to stay
No one can afford ill health
it may invite slow death
you will loose the first initiative
even you will be disliked by the relatives
it is hard to imagine incapability
there is complete erosion on your ability
it restricts your power to a grinding halt
it may be your grave mistake or fault
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It's no fun to have HIV even though it's viewed as a chronic, controllable disease. It means being wedded to the health system.
quote by Phil Berger
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I think that age as a number is not nearly as important as health. You can be in poor health and be pretty miserable at 40 or 50. If you're in good health, you can enjoy things into your 80s.
quote by Bob Barker
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Poor Boy
Never sing for my supper
I never help my neighbour
Never do what is proper
For my share of labour.
Im a poor boy
And Im a rover
Count your coins and
Throw them over my shoulder
I may grow older
Nobody knows
How cold it grows
And nobody sees
How shaky my knees
Nobody cares
How steep my stairs
And nobody smiles
If I cross their stiles.
Oh poor boy
So sorry for himself
Oh poor boy
So worried for his health.
You may say every day
Where will he stay tonight.
Never know what I came for
Seems that Ive forgotten
Never ask what I came for
Or how I was begotten.
Im a poor boy
And Im a ranger
Things I say
May seem stranger than sunday
Changing to monday.
Nobody knows
How cold it flows
And nobody feels
The worn down heels
Nobodys eyes
Make the skies
Nobody spreads
Their aching heads.
Oh poor boy
So worried for his life
Oh poor boy
So keen to take a wife.
Hes a mess but hell say yes
If you just dress in white.
Nobody knows
How cold it blows
And nobody sees
How shaky my knees
Nobody cares
How steep my stairs
And nobody smiles
If you cross their stiles.
Oh poor boy
So sorry for himself
Oh poor boy
So worried for his health.
You may say every day
Where will he stay tonight.
Oh poor boy
So worried for his life
Oh poor boy
So keen to take a wife.
Oh poor boy
So sorry for himself
Oh poor boy
So worried for his health
Oh poor boy.
song performed by by Nick Drake
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I've been working with the National Lung Health Education Program to raise awareness about Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease.
quote by Loni Anderson
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Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.
quote by F. Scott Fitzgerald
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Work, Sleep, Work, Sleep, Work
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work:
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work.
Oh free me please with gentle ease
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work!
This odium, pounding tedium
Of my work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
Just whisk me off to lands afar
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
That grinding train of rhythmic pain
Called ‘Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.’
Poor neural circuits fizzle and pop
In work, sleep, work, sleep, work,
In trying to make some sense of all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
But Hark! I see a golden gleam -
A saving spirit of hope:
‘You’re fired! ’ He screams. What news to bear,
This wondrous hangman’s rope!
So now I’m free, released from all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
Eternal peace and rest for me, no
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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On The Way
On the way, something particularly caught me,
As if surprise had cancelled the effort of a lifetime;
While I explained my path in life to myself,
A little animal jumped on me with its jaws,
Affecting my health for a very long time of the year.
My immediate future appeared like sins and wails and gasps,
But the whole of my life was not splendid.
Together the fatigue and gasps contrived a joy too fast
And slow for the experience of the soul.
Fatigue, despair surmounted to conserve my deeds
As the greatest deeds of my life were attained.
Looking back with sin I thought the whole catastrophe
Was expertly controlled, with fruits and film.
poem by Naveed Akram
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