The reason is that they define how I have gone about my business. I have trusted to intuition. I did it at the beginning. I do it even now. I have no idea how things might turn out, where in my writing I might go next.
quote by V.S. Naipaul
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Intuition
My intentions are good, I use my intuition
It takes me for a ride
But I never understood other peoples superstitions
It seemed like suicide
As I play the game of life
I try to make it better each and every day
And when I struggle in the night
The magic of the music seems to light the way
Ah, intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me everywhere
Well my instincts are fine
I had to learn to use them in order to survive
And time after time confirmed an old suspicion
Its good to be alive
And when Im deep down and out and lose communication
With nothing left to say
Its then I realize its only a condition
Of seeing things that way
Ah, intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me anywhere
(takes me anywhere, alright)
Ah, intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me there
song performed by by Lennon John
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Intuition
Hey, hey, hey, alright,
Hey, hey, hey, alright.
My intentions are good, I use my intuition,
It takes me for a ride.
But I never understood other peoples superstitions,
It seemed like suicide.
And as I play the game of life
I try to make it better each and evry day.
And when I struggle in the night,
The magic of the music seems to light the way.
Ah, intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me evrywhere.
Well, my instincts are fine, I had to learn to use them
In order to survive.
And time after time, confirmed an old suspicion,
Its good to be alive.
And when Im deep down and out and lose communication
With nothing left to say,
Its then I realise,
Its only a condition of seeing things that way.
Ah, intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me anywhere.
Takes me anywhere, alright.
Ah, intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition - aah -
Takes me there - aah -
Intuition.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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I have trusted to my intuition to find the subjects, and I have written intuitively. I have an idea when I start, I have a shape; but I will fully understand what I have written only after some years.
quote by V.S. Naipaul
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An Idea
An Idea can change the world, how many
things can be done from an idea, every piece
of object was an idea, sense the beginning of
time idea was the first thought created in the
mind, an idea is what surround’s every being.
But an idea is still only an idea and it can't be
felt, you cannot touch an idea or kiss it, or hold it,
ideas do not bleed or feel pain or love, an idea
cannot be seen or heard, its created in our thoughts,
but then again an idea can become real. An idea
can be what ever you which it to be, an idea can
be destructive, an idea can be brilliant, I've seen
people get killed in the name of ideas, ideas,
we walk around with a little
light bulb blinking in our thoughts, ideas.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Then You Turn Away
I didnt want to see you
Not when youre at your best
And talk about the weather
I couldnt pass the test
So many things I do
So many things I say
Give you the wrong idea
So many things I do
So many things I say
Just make a fool of me
Then you turn away
Then you turn away
I couldnt help but call you
I waited almost all the week
I didnt want to hear you
Laughing aloud at me
So many things I do
So many things I say
Give you the wrong idea
So many things I do
So many things I say
Just make a fool of me
Then you turn away
Then you turn away
Theres people saying that its obvious
That Im wasting my time on you
And people saying that its obvious
That Ive fallen in love, its not true
So many things I do
So many things I say
Give you the wrong idea
So many things I do
So many things I say
Just make a fool of me
Then you turn away
Then you turn away
song performed by by Omd
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Never Let You Go
Theres every good reason for letting you go
Shes sneaky and smoked out
And its starting to show
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you turn around our back on each other
Thats a good idea break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
You say that Ive changed
Well maybe I did
But even if I changed
Whats wrong with it
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you turn around our back on each other
Thats a good idea break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
And our friends are gone and gone
And all the time moves on and on
And all I know is its wrong its wrong
And all I know its wrong its wrong its wrong its wrong
If theres a reason its lost on me
Maybe well be friends I guess well see
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you turn around our back on each other
Thats a good idea break a promise to your mother
Turn around lets turn on each other
Good idea break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
Thats a good idea break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
What a good idea
I remember the stupid things the mood rings the bracelets and the beads
Nickels and dimes yours and mine did you cash in all your dreams
You dont dream for me no goodbye goodbye you dont dream for me no
But I still feel you pulse like sonar from the days in the waves
That girl is like a sunburn
I would like to say
The girl is like a sunburn
I would like to say
Shes like a sunburn
Shes like a sunburn
song performed by by Third Eye Blind
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Women's Intuition
My women's Intuition gives me this sneaking suspicion
that the truth is really different from this story you're presenting
My Women's Intuition says something has changed
Something's very strange and I can't decide who's to blame
My Woman's Intuition keeps me up late at night
makes me wonder if its right if its even worth the fight
My Women's Intuition tells me somethings going down
Notices you're not around Catches every whispered sound
My Woman's Intuition is driving me crazy
Has me wondering 'maybe' What's been going on lately?
My Woman's Intuition puts these bugs in my ear
'Why isn't he here? ' 'Does he still even care? '
My Woman's Intuition senses something's wrong
Has known it all along Seems to be quite strong
My Woman's Intuition continues to bring it up
Wants to know what's up Made me look it up
My Woman's Intution saw every message you sent
Followed every where you went Tracked every minute you spent
My woman's Intuition took note of where you've been
Thinks it's time for this to end Doesn't want to be your friend
poem by Ericka Johnson
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The serious thing about poetry
The serious thing about poetry
Is the 'serious thing about poetry'
It is not in the writing but the reading
We define it!
We who did not write it
Or know the serious thing about poetry
Is in the 'business of writing'
In the silent inflections and reflections
In the silence
Just the silence
And the space
And the writer
Writing
First feeling
First breathing
First yet not first
Then recalling
In diary
On dictaphone
While alone
In a crowd
In a park
Round the back of the track of
The old garden, where you used to play
Taking your time
Walking the long way home
With your head full of books
Your book, full of thoughts
And the serious business
Yes the serious business of 'Art'
In the making...
Making or a name?
The serious thing remains
Afterward untouched
Always the same
After the awards
They all went home
And some hung their OSCARS in the loo
And some feeling foolish hung their heads in shame
For the sake of the art
For arts sake
Finding still trying to find whose to blame?
yvette m smith 7.2.09
poem by Yvette Smith
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Definitions
Things began to define them.
Giving them reason and a purpose to live.
Living without things teased...
They felt an emptiness within.
With a shallowness they would defend,
With pretention.
And an awareness of self...
A depth did not know.
They did not grow to love themselves...
If they could not purchase things to define them.
And definitions of who they were...
Had to have style and be flaunted,
To identify themselves with cliques of importance.
And...
Where they had been and where they are going,
Depend on things obtained to impress.
And not the lack of substance...
No one has that to qualify,
To ensure that can be addressed or expressed
With comprehension understood and digested.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Is A Reason To Be Rhymed
There is a reason to be rhymed behind,
Everything!
'May I hear that again,
From beginning to end.'
There is a reason to be rhymed behind,
Everything!
There's only one,
That can open wider...
A hooked and opened nose.
There is a reason to be rhymed behind,
Everything!
Where are the people who enjoyed doing,
Social things?
There is a reason to be rhymed behind,
Everything!
We are those people?
We are the people
WE THE PEOPLE.
We are those people?
We are the people
WE THE PEOPLE.
There is a reason to be rhymed behind,
Everything!
'May I hear that again,
From beginning to end.'
There is a reason to be rhymed behind,
Everything!
We are those people?
We are the people
WE THE PEOPLE.
There is a reason to be rhymed behind,
Everything!
We are those people?
We are the people
WE THE PEOPLE.
'May I hear that again,
From beginning to end.'
We are those people?
We are the people
WE THE PEOPLE.
There is a reason to be rhymed behind,
Everything!
All day all night here I stand.
There is a reason to be rhymed behind,
Everything!
All day all night here I stand.
There is a reason to be rhymed behind,
Everything!
And all day and all night,
And all day and all night the canvas expands.
There is a reason to be rhymed behind,
Everything!
There is a reason to be rhymed behind,
Everything!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mother's Intuition
(Carly Simon)
It's a mother's intuition
To make a little space
It's her quiet mission to tidy up her place
A mother's intuition is like a kangaroo's
She hops around, she mops the ground
She fusses over you
A mother
With her intuition
Will know just what to do
It's a mother's intuition to wash her baby
Well she won't forget behind the ears
And the extra soap suds on the tail
A mother's into cleaning
She'll clean until she's through
She's smart enough
She's wise enough
To add up two and two
A mother
With her intuition
Will know just what to do
A mother has a feeling
She pays special attention
If someone is concealing
If someone's playing tricks
She rubs and scrubs and scours the secrets
Until the answer clicks
Then she takes a brush
And polishes your teeth
She'll make you shine and sparkle new
Until she finds the real you
Underneath
Isn't it charming?
Just mommy and little Roo
Fresh as a daisy
Sparkling just like new
It's a mother's intuition
It's a mother's intuition
It's a mother's intuition
song performed by by Carly Simon
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Define insanity, define me
'A spectrum of behaviours characterised by
certain abnormal mental or behavioural patterns
that may manifest as violation of societal norms
including becoming a danger to themselves and others or
nowadays denoting mental instability'
Hey! wiki define abnormal, because I don't understand
Tell me who decides societal norms, cause I didn't contribute to them
Let me be dangerous, let me be myself
The stability of whom should I look at?
Define love, define pain, define sufferance
define mercy, define justice, define tolerance
define passion, define sex, define complexity
define insanity, please define me
Take me out of this dream, I can't catch the reality
lead me through this wet fog, guide me home
all my senses are enhanced when
I'm abandoned to your memory
Borderline attitude of being nervous, occasionally anguished
a stormy spirit supposedly calm, a balance quite disturbed
people are arrogant with strange guys
people are scared about non-linear minds
are you among them?
Define love, define pain, define sufferance
define mercy, define justice, define tolerance
define passion, define sex, define complexity
define insanity, please define me
poem by Ilaria Boffa
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I Turn Everything Over
Monday found me on my knees
again
Breathing You in
To blur the lines that mark where I
begin
And where You end
No use in trying to pretend
Come take me again
'Cause rumor has it I'm not who
I've been
Come define me
Chorus:
What can we do
If these rumors are true?
I turn everything over
I turn myself in
I turn everything over
I turn myself in
There's nothing left to me to
defend
I turn everything over
I turn myself in, yeah
The evidence convicts the hollow
men
After looking inside
To my dismay I find I'm just one of
them
'Cause I'm already but not yet
resurrected fallen man
Come break this limbo
And I know You know just who
I've been
Come define me
Chorus
Rumor has it you love me
Rumor has it the world spins
upside down
Rumor has it my only hope is in You
And the rumors are true
I turn everything over
Chorus (2x)
song performed by by Switchfoot
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One of the things I've really gotten past in the last couple of years is the idea of being made uncomfortable by the way things appear, rather than how things are. Clearly in this business you have to contend with a lot of that.
quote by Aimee Mann
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There's A Reason For It
Don't know how it got away from me
Don't know how I let things go, you see
Don't know why it took a sudden turn
Didn't seem to be a big concern
And everything is all too much
Hot and bothered, you're cool to the touch
And everyone is worlds apart
It must have been this way from the start
When there's nothing here to save the day
Then we have to say
There's a reason for it
When there's nothing left for us to do
You're left without a clue
There's a reason for it
Don't know how it got away from me
Don't know how I let things go, you see
Don't know why it took a sudden turn
Didn't seem to be a big concern
And everyone is all too well
All well-adjusted people
Can't you tell?
And everything is all too fast
Just add water Nothing's built to last
When your colleagues can't recall your name
Time and time again
There's a reason for it
When your name's the butt of every joke
Just about to croak T
here's a reason for it
And everyone is worlds apart
It must have been this way from the start
When there's nothing here to save the day
Then we have to say
There's a reason for it
When there's nothing left for us to do
You're left without a clue
There's a reason for it
There's a reason for it
There's a reason for it
There's a reason for it
song performed by by A-Ha
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If I Trusted You as I Should
IF I TRUSTED YOU AS I SHOULD
If I trusted You as I should,
I would not worry as I do
I would not fear as I do
I would not grieve as I do.
If I trusted You as I should
I would simply know
That somehow
Ultimately
All will be Alright and Good.
If I trusted You as I should.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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A petty Argument
Honey, just once, would you keep your mouth shut?
Why? Your mouth is the source of all our problems
That’s why. Oh, now you’re calling me a nut!
When you’re not calling me names you condemn
Everything I do or say. What’s with you?
Oh! Here come the tears! Turn them off my dear.
They always seem to appear when the two
Of us reach an impasse, crocodile tears!
Look hon, this is a silly argument
Over what I said at the beginning
I had no idea it would augment
Into this sideshow that’s never-ending
I guess I said some awful things untrue
I had no right to say those things to you.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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The Offer
I want to locate a bit of you, cradle it,
say: this, there is no word for this.
But they will. They who name everything
will define our actions
as we auction our bodies off to sleep.
In our single dram we'd compose
a manifesto on the irregularity of scars.
The very idea demands preparation, as if
choosing a school for an angel.
There are no angles. Just those things
blinking like the teeth of jackals
around the moon's significant tremble.
Isolate the idea of shaking our bodies
under the blank comfort of down and tell
me which way will our knuckles face?
Now shake the idea of our isolated bodies
As the sheets become our Miro.
If you stay, the walls will admit their cracks,
See it forming, already on their lips.
poem by Jeffrey McDaniel
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If you can't turn yourself into your customer, you probably shouldn't be in the ad writing business at all.
quote by Leo Burnett
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Pen In Hand
I have tried to analyse myself
and why I do the things, I do.
When I was a kid I wanted to be a policeman,
though I had the height,
I wasn’t that smart,
so as that idea went out the window
and no new ideas came along,
I decided to become a nobody
for what else could I be.
I was no good at English,
nor any good at maths,
I couldn’t even roller skate
as I kept falling down.
Everything I tried to do
I failed miserably,
so why did I take up writing,
it doesn’t make sense at all.
English was my worst subject,
so why would I want to write
I can’t think of any reason for it.
Then came the advent of the Beatles
and everyone wanted to be in a group.
I couldn’t sing and I couldn’t play
an instrument of any sort,
but Paul and John wrote songs,
and Paul had the same birthday as me.
Could it have been an omen?
I co-oped a friend into writing a song
with the immortal words
that if they can do it, why can’t we.
He agreed and millionaires
we were both going to be.
He gave up after our second attempt,
but for some reason I carried on.
Now forty-five years later
I am still trying to figure it out why
I would want to take pen in hand.
I guess it is something
I’ll never understand.
20 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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