Callousness and insolence bring to bare unanimous social condemnation, while the simple efforts of politeness are admired; even in those who are otherwise despised.
quote by Bryant H. McGill
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The Bare Necessities
Look for the bare necessities
The simple bare necessities
Forget about your worries and your strife
I mean the bare necessities
Old Mother Nature's recipes
That brings the bare necessities of life
Wherever I wander, wherever I roam
I couldn't be fonder of my big home
The bees are buzzin' in the tree
To make some honey just for me
When you look under the rocks and plants
And take a glance at the fancy ants
Then maybe try a few
The bare necessities of life will come to you
They'll come to you!
Look for the bare necessities
The simple bare necessities
Forget about your worries and your strife
I mean the bare necessities
That's why a bear can rest at ease
With just the bare necessities of life
Now when you pick a pawpaw
Or a prickly pear
And you prick a raw paw
Next time beware
Don't pick the prickly pear by the paw
When you pick a pear
Try to use the claw
But you don't need to use the claw
When you pick a pear of the big pawpaw
Have I given you a clue ?
The bare necessities of life will come to you
They'll come to you!
So just try and relax, yeah cool it
Fall apart in my backyard
'Cause let me tell you something little britches
If you act like that bee acts, uh uh
You're working too hard
And don't spend your time lookin' around
For something you want that can't be found
When you find out you can live without it
And go along not thinkin' about it
I'll tell you something true
The bare necessities of life will come to you
Look for the bare necessities
The simple bare necessities
Forget about your worries and your strife
I mean the bare necessities
That's why a bear can rest at ease
With just the bare necessities of life
The bare necessities of life will come to you
song performed by by Bowling For Soup
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I had always loved expressionist painting, like every European. In fact I admired it all the more because these were precisely the paintings despised by my father's generation.
quote by Georg Baselitz
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If "freedom" means, first of all, the responsibility of every individual for the rational determination of his own personal, professional and social existence, then there is no greater fear than that of the establishment of general freedom. Without a thoroughgoing solution of this problem there never will be a peace lasting longer than one or two generations. To solve this problem on a social scale, it will take more thinking, more honesty and decency, more conscientiousness, more economic, social and educational changes in social mass living than all the efforts made in previous and future wars and post-war reconstruction programs taken together.
quote by Wilhelm Reich
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Passing Clouds
Those I admired in my teenage are no more.
Those I admired in my middle age are old.
Those I admired later are out of the screen.
The ones I admire now are in their teen age.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Efforts
I'll not make
Any special
Efforts to
Please you
If you get
Pleased by my
Usual efforts
I'll thank my luck
If my efforts
Displease you
I'll say
Hard Luck
And wish you
‘Better Luck'
With someone else's
Efforts
Though I know
You'll not go
Anywhere
And still
Cling to me,
Expecting me
To please you
With more
Concerted efforts
As if your pleasure
Has always depended
On my special efforts!
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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The Days Of Our Lives
Free are the simple days
that bring you no care.
Imprisoned are the hard days
that are difficult to bear.
But bare them we must
and keep hopes high
so none of them
will let hope die.
Ecstatic are the beauteous days
that spring forth with joy.
Hapless are the colorless days
that appear and then destroy
the freedom that
you thought was yours
because it came
and closed the doors
on the simple days
that were with you,
because you believed
they'd never be through.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Social Isobars
I think they should do weather forecasts,
for heavy social-pressure:
who's talking to whom,
and who is under the weather.
It would be much nicer,
under sunny summer skies.
The only time we celebrate,
is when someone dies.
So come on, rouse yourself,
and ease the social chill.
Don't just take a sip,
or dropp the simple pill.
Talk to your neighbour,
tell him or her a yarn.
Just remember -
it's the social cloth we darn.
poem by Daniel Norton Smith
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The Judas Kiss
A simple kiss upon your cheek,
A gentle, loving kiss.
Not amorous or passionate,
Not connoting love remiss.
Thirty years ago
we were an 'item' as they say.
I broke your heart
with my callousness
when, hurtfully, I strayed
I'm not proud that I hurt you.
Sad that it comes to this-
To kiss you like a stranger
feels like the Judas Kiss.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Those Simple Things
The film we saw and loved
The cab that never showed
The moon that walked us home
Tell me that you care
Let me know you're mine
Ain't it those simple things
That make love a joy to live
The pleasure they bring
Just the thrill they bring
Just the thrill it is to give
Emotions will sing
With just those simple things
The light upon your hair
The touch of your skin
This cotton cave we're in
Tell me that you care
Let me know you're mine
Ain't it those simple things
That make love a joy to live
The pleasure they bring
Just the thrill they bring
Just the thrill it is to give
Emotions will sing
With just those simple things
Tell me that you care
Let me know you're mine
Ain't it those simple things
That make love a joy to live
The pleasure they bring
Just the thrill they bring
Just the thrill it is to give
Emotions will sing
With just those simple things
Those simple things
song performed by by Right Said Fred
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The Fable Of Jesus
The Fable of Jesus
Jesus was skeptical of his own tribe, as a trainee carpenter he was
lousy couldn’t even make a simple bookshelf, they kidded him for that.
Jesus took umbrage and criticized the roman clinging priests.
He took to hanging out with a group of radicals of the day and since
he was good with words he soon became their leader.
There were a few groupies circling around his association, like Magdalena,
but they were for sexual enjoyment and not taken seriously.
Being admired by his flock Jesus thought he could take on the church and
the roman establishment, like when he chased money lenders out of
the temple. He was wrong. When they mocked him and crowded him
a king, he thought the people would come to save him.
Crucified, but women came to his rescue, healed his wounds and
sent him to France, where he took the name of Pierre.
He and his mistress, the despised tart Magdalene, had seven children
and he ended his days as a much respected goldsmith.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Bring em All In
Bring em all in, bringem all in, bring em all in,
Bring em all in, bring em all into my heart
Bring em all in, bring em all in, bring em all in
Bring em all in, bring em all into my heart
Bring the little fishes
Bring the sharks
Bring em from the brightness
Bring em from the dark
Bring em from the caverns
Bring em from the heights
Bring em from the shadows
Stand em in the light
Bring em out of purdah
Bring em out of store
Bring em out of hiding
Lay them at my door
Bring the unforgiven
song performed by by Waterboys
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I think we will begin to see some real efforts made to do things like protecting Social Security and Medicare.
quote by John Dingell
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Utopianism is probably a necessary social device for generating the superhuman efforts without which no major revolution is achieved.
quote by Eric Hobsbawm
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Not That Social
I'm the centre of whats getting you near
But if you wanna, you better come quickly
You're not that social, just a good drinker
I know a way, to make things better
Do i mean it, or am i just mean
You're not that social, just a good drinker
Ahh ah ah ah ah ah
Ahh ah ah ah ah ah
Theres no limits to the problems you bring
You need help, and i need the chance and its on its way
You're not that social, just a good drinker
I've been hinting for a long long time
You'll never make it, this is the end
You're not that social, just a good drinker
Ahh ah ah ah ah ah
Ahh ah ah ah ah ah
Breathe in, breathe out
I know you're tryin [x7]
Breathe in, breathe out
You're not that social, you're just a good drinker
Breathe in, breathe in
You're not that social, you're just a good drinker
Breathe in, breathe in
Breathe in, breathe out
I know you're tryin [x3]
Breathe in, breathe in [x2]
song performed by by Von Blondies
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Even the most wretched individual of our present society could not exist and develop without the cumulative social efforts of countless generations.
quote by Mikhail Bakunin
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXX: Good Vs Bad
Good is always in simple mind, bad always thinks how to trick
Good is always in simple way, bad always finds the escape
Good is always in simple manner, bad always fakes to cheat
Good is always in simple purpose, bad always has a catch
Good is always in simple reason, bad always uses layered lies
Good is always in simple trust, bad always changes the side
Good is always in simple life, bad always watches his back
Good is always in simple word, bad always talks complicated
Good is always in simple fun, bad always tired to understand
Good is always in simple hope, bad always tries to control the world
Good is always in simple choice, bad always looks what’s the point
Good is always in simple act, bad always counts the advantage
Good is always in simple thing, bad always exaggerates what have been
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Mathew Takwi’s Fire on the Mountain
'tickle and trigger,
shake and shift,
rock and rush off'
you shall
'whip and whistle,
touch and tear minds
clung to waywardness
like a finger to nail,
that turn society's diamond face
to frown than glee,
bloom and blossom.'
you have
'the incessant determination
to place your own minuscule stone
on the degrading societal wall,
all those whose social, political, economic
and cultural callousness
only help society to sink,
herein pricked'
'this is a sincere and
pious intention to correct
and metamorphose mankind
to be love sharers
and true partners in development'
quo vadis?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tenderness Is A Privilege Of Few
Name the violence and her sons
A sort of callousness enshrouds us
Harsh words friendly support bitter behaviours
And tenderness is a privilege of few
I can't let you die, I can't, I am sorry
The only thing I may do for you is to allow me not to exist anymore
What I was, the one you knew has to be choked off
Despite my awkward attempt to survive with you
I do recognise that I don't deserve your memory
Stunned by the revelation I wander in despair
Still and frozen my mind learns your thoughts by heart
Is that everything lost?
And then mist in my dreams, your gaze weird moved by compassion
Does it mean that you felt my pain?
Name the violence and her sons
A sort of callousness enshrouds us
Harsh words friendly support bitter behaviours
And tenderness is a privilege of few
I don't fear either the blame or the damnation
The world is mean enough with or without my version of events
I won't be going overboard for trying
I will always fiercely protect my low river
And I'm really pissed off at all these faces in mourning
Being so called reputable is not my priority anymore, if ever it was
People are often sidetracked by appearances
I want to be gentle and decent
I need to be authentically in love with Humanity
I need to care for its destiny, to pray for redemption
Name the violence and her sons
A sort of callousness enshrouds us
Harsh words friendly support bitter behaviours
And tenderness is a privilege of few
poem by Ilaria Boffa
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Share With Them My Gratitude
Submit what?
My ideas?
To whom and why?
'In the support of their endeavors...
They are seeking a more unified approach.
And actively solicit opinions of those most admired.'
And...
Your reason for being here,
Is what?
'Our committee decided,
You were one the ones most admired.
And we would like your participation.'
Really?
REALLY?
Not to confuse any issues I may have with this.
But do you see this smile on my face?
And the appearance given of a happiness...
That is far from fake?
You know what this smile took...
After what I've taken and shakened away?
Do you realize how long from this,
A recuperation takes?
Do you?
Speak up!
Do you?
'So...
That means we can expect you 'not' to participate? '
OH NO!
Not at all.
This smile doesn't mean that!
Have I sent mixed signals?
This smile gives me an opportunity...
To get some things off my chest.
Especially among those who slandered me...
With intentions that were their best efforts.
Are you kidding?
I would love to express my forgiveness.
Directly!
When is the next meeting?
'Maybe I should prepare them,
For your coming? '
Why spoil it?
I'll do that myself when I get there prepared.
And keep in mind...
I'll do what I can to keep positivity apparent,
In the atmosphere.
Just share with them my gratitude.
That's all you need to deliver and do.
And the decision that has been made?
To include me in on this...escapade!
I will be sure they will never forget!
When is that meeting?
Should I be dressed to impress?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Simple Thing
Sometimes it’s a simple things
that brings the most pleasure there.
A little, treat for someone
of whom you really care.
A smile to a stranger
you may meet on your way.
That smile might
just make their day.
It’s the simple things
we take for granted
that bring the biggest joy.
The simple things
that lights up a face
that sorrow has stained.
So remember
a simple thing like a smile
can turn a frown upside down.
8 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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