What is the possible benefit? Can this material save lives? Can it improve the quality of life in Iraq? Can it tend to shape our perceptions of how war should and should not be conducted? Can it shape our perceptions of who should be conducting war and in what manner? And the answer to that is a clear yes.
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The Shape Im In
Go out yonder, peace in the valley
Come downtown, have to rumble in the alley
Oh, you dont know the shape Im in
Has anybody seen my lady
This living alone will drive me crazy
Oh, you dont know the shape Im in
Im gonna go down by the wa - ter
But I aint gonna jump in, no, no
Ill just be looking for my mak - er
And I hear that thats where shes been? oh!
Out of nine lives, I spent seven
Now, how in the world do you get to heaven
Oh, you dont know the shape Im in
I just spent 60 days in the jailhouse
For the crime of having no dough
Now here I am back out on the street
For the crime of having nowhere to go
Save your neck or save your brother
Looks like its one or the other
Oh, you dont know the shape Im in
Now two young kids might start a ruckus
You know they feel you trying to shuck us
Oh, you dont know the shape Im in
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Shape Me Like A Man
Spark my body into existence
Breath your life into me
Fill these eyes with temptation
Work your mystery
Make me in the image you desire
Raise me up from the earth
Let me be your creation
Women, give me birth
Take me in your hands
And shape me like a man
Shape me like a man
Put this broken body in motion
With a strong and natural drive
Fill my flesh with sensation
Women let me know Im alive
Take me in your hands
And shape me like a man
Shape me like a man
Like a man
Shape me like a man
Like a man
Shape me like a man
Like a man
Take me in your hands
And shape me like a man
Like a man
Shape me like a man
Like a man
Like a man
Shape me like a man
Like a man
Shape me like a man
Make me like a man
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Ideologies, however appealing, cannot shape the whole structure of perceptions and conduct unless they are embedded in daily experiences that confirm them.
quote by Christopher Lasch
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Further-more, partisan attachments powerfully shape political perceptions, beliefs and values, and incumbents enjoy advantages well beyond the way in which their districts are configured.
quote by Thomas E. Mann
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Shape Of Things To Come
Magic, logic
The system works, but not for me
Look beyond the nearest moment
And youll see
The shape of things to come
Somewhere deep in the city
I can feel you I know youre here
Baby, Im just a pussy-cat
But not a one that you should fear
One, two, always love you
One, two, move up above you
Two, two, right in the face
Yes sir, no sir, three bags full so
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
Let me get you outta here
Tragic, logic
The system hurts, but not for me
I look beyond the farest moment
And I say
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
Somewhere deep in the system
I can see you but youre not clear
A simple case of error correction
Come on baby, get your ass in gear
One, two, always love you
One, two, move up above you
Two, two, right in the face
Of sir, no sir, three bags full so
The shape of things to come
Let me get your outta here
The shape of things to come
Look into my eyes and Ill make your day
The shape of things to come
Good things, great things, all just same things
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
song performed by by Cher
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Refreshened Appetite
I am sure they have different perceptions,
About how to do things right.
I am a ghetto baby.
Not a surburbanite!
I've experienced people leeching,
Off backs to get an easy ride.
Telling others what they do for the poor.
And without them,
They wouldn't have those lives to criticize.
Or make a buck.
To act stuck up!
OR plant fat butts on toilets...
To get through,
And publicly turn their backsides!
I am sure they have different perceptions,
About success and how that appears.
How it looks to them...
When they drive in expensive cars,
Snearing at the 'lowly'...
And being the snobs they are!
But one thing comes to them,
That is unavoidable.
And that is very clear.
Their activities in the past decades now gone...
Has brought them much regret and tears!
I am sure they have different perceptions,
About how to do things right.
So many of them now appear in 'ghettos'...
Attempting to correct,
Their damaged 'insights'
With a refreshened appetite...
To enlighten themselves with a higher consciousness.
Devoid of an absence of arrogance.
And befriend the 'ghetto-ites' of blight they incited!
Bringing offerings to share...
A newfound diet they like!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In a sense, words are encyclopedias of ignorance because they freeze perceptions at one moment in history and then insist we continue to use these frozen perceptions when we should be doing better.
quote by Edward de Bono
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The Shape of the Wind...
The arctic blasts turn men into plaster casts,
They take the shape of the wind.
The ragged sails lashed by the gales,
Are full of the the shape of the wind.
The shrewd and wise, with half closed eyes,
Can guess the way of the wind.
They bend and bow, and go with the flow,
They take the shape of the wind.
The evening fires make crooked spires,
As they give way to the shape of the wind.
My ice cold breath meets it’s sudden death,
As it takes the shape of the wind.
And all our life, with all it’s strife,
Is nought but the shape of the wind.
So no longer resist, just desist,
And accept the shape of the wind.
poem by John Coldwell
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Shape In A Drape
There's a guy going round the town
You got to check what he is puttin' down
Just one look you know the story is great
He's the guy the chicks love
And the cats can't hate
He's a shape in a drape
A shape in a drape
He's a shape in a drape
And you can dig that he is stookin'
Now some say he's a clipster and a tailor's toad
And he could hype a miserman for all his gold
Some say he's a hipster and some say nix
But everyone's solid when he gets his kicks
He's a shape in a drape
A shape in a drape
He's a shape in a drape
And he is sure alive and kickin'
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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That Appears to Be Your Curse
You are much too shallow,
Inexperienced and isolated...
To understand where I'm coming from!
You have no idea the quality of my dsyfunctions.
And the remarkable affects they have had,
On my perceptions.
I 'know' an experimentation of some kind has taken place.
Something that had disgraced but now doesn't.
Everyone I knew that grew up in the projects,
Have more insight today than most.
Of course some still hold onto small town antics...
However,
When we greet,
There seems a sanity about it!
And those who depicted our dilemma as abnormal,
Are the very same ones crazed today!
You figure that one out!
I don't want that to discuss.
Not with you and on my time.
You'll have to quality a justification,
For your own mental escape.
I extend my best wishes.
As I said, you are much too shallow,
Inexperienced and isolated...
To understand where I'm coming from!
You have no idea the quality of my dsyfunctions.
And the remarkable affects they have had,
On my perceptions.
I wasn't raised to believe I was 'chosen'.
I've been too blessed from the very beginning...
To realize that my siblings and I,
Are not the center of the universe.
That appears to be your curse!
As prescribed with the appropriate medications.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gestalt....
is it the shape?
the shape of your face, your heart,
is it just the shape, of your body, the color of your hair,
the kinkiness of your eyes,
is it just the shape of the bowl that matters to you?
what about the contents of the
bowl, or if it is empty, what about the air that fills it somehow?
do you see it? no you don't, so
it is not just the shape, neither just the parts,
or the whole, there is something more in shapes and colors
and
even contents,
there is the will that bends everything
to mercy
there is the decision that convinces us all
to be one, this sympathy,
that empathy, that belief that i cannot live
without you,
that someone dies when someone leaves,
that life is better with us
in all these,
that there is life after our deaths,
there is this
unseen coming, this one that we want to
grasp yet
because we think we failed.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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(He's A) Shape In A Drape
(words and music by Joe Jackson)
There's a guy going round the town
You got to check what he is puttin' down
Just one look you know the story is great
He's the guy the chicks love
And the cats can't hate
He's a shape in a drape
A shape in a drape
He's a shape in a drape
And you can dig that he is stookin'
Now some say he's a clipster and a tailor's toad
And he could hype a miserman for all his gold
Some say he's a hipster and some say nix
But everyone's solid when he gets his kicks
He's a shape in a drape
A shape in a drape
He's a shape in a drape
And he is sure alive and kickin'
(C) 1988 by Pokazuka Ltd./Tusken Music (ASCAP)
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Life a mystery, not a problem
Life a mystery not a problem
Problem
Is a situation
Which does not allow you
To reach your goal or
To get things done
As per your original schedule
Once perceived as a problem
You make use of your
Knowledge, experience,
Skill and resources
To come over it
And you may reach your goal or
Get your things done
Even if delayed
And even if falling short of
Your expectations
If a situation is perceived as a mystery
It becomes a riddle
Likely you take it more as challenge
Not just a problem solving requirement
You wonder at the
Natural ways of things taking shape
You wonder at the
Variations in the perceptions of
Others and even among people close to you
And very likely you end up
With out-of-the box thinking
And get beyond traditional ways of
Looking at things
You may even set a trend
For new and innovative approach
To the problem, nay mystery
And this mindset will help you
Enjoy living
And expand your knowledge base
With regard to human behavior
And natural laws
Which only shape your future
And carve your life style
Take life as a mystery
And do away with the thinking
That it is a problem
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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An Expectation Of Familiarity
Exhausted from the process of moving forward,
Has left many out of breath...
Without taking viable steps.
Weaving through those who protest new directions,
Is like getting a child to think of eating vegetables...
As best for their health.
Unless perceptions change...
Directions to communicate corrections,
Will not benefit swift actions that call for it.
Even though people say they seek change,
The implementation and the quality...
Has to have an expectation of familiarity.
Or the affect of it will not be accepted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wisdom First!
We worry over things that turn out well;
We tend to break our head by habit much;
Things take a natural time to take their shape;
Could buds become seeds without blossoming?
If landscapes can’t be bettered, let them be;
Each building crumbles however strong-built;
Just take efforts to improve society;
If it will not improve, just don’t worry.
Time will decide and heal all wounds by scar;
Nature will teach lessons through disasters;
Man cannot think that he can rule all things;
The Maker’s more destructive than all man’s!
But man must learn to become quickly wise;
Our earthly stay is too ephemeral;
The aim of life must not be forgotten;
Within the time-frame, let’s do concrete things.
Our spiritual journey must be right on course;
We tend to veer by sins: but keep the road;
The soul must be prepared for Heaven’s gates;
Can God defile His own Holy Abode?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-16-2005
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Truth and Reality (Opinion)
Daily at the end of my "anusthaanam"-(spiritual ritual) ", I make a strong, fervent and sincere prayer to the Divinity that intellectuals and scholars in the world should be fearless and speak the truth without any inhibitions. This has been the tradition of our ancestors and speaking truth is essential for the benefit of the society and the society will be able to know the actualities and act on them.
Normally the rulers do not like the truth to be known. Also leaders of ideologies, religions, their supporters and the like also do not like the truth to be known to the ordinary people. The writers are normally and should be fearless such that the ills and evils in the society are exposed and remedial measures are taken. But what is truth?
Truth is what it is or as it is irrespective of perceptions of the individuals. Reality is what we see of truth; how much we see of truth. Reality is always dictated by our mental make-up, likes, dislikes, limitations in our ability and willingness to see, view, comprehend and accept the truth. Reality is individual's perception of the truth. Truth, most of the times, is only perceived and rarely understood or experienced. Thus reality is limited truth. Reality is either inability to be truthful or inability and limitations of the individual to see the truth unbiased. Also truth corresponds to the individual, about himself, his Self and the reality corresponds to the objective world within and without the body of the individual.
Real situations are compromised states of existence in the attempt of pursuit of the truth. We all talk about truth limited by our perception and not the truth most of the times. We have compulsions inbuilt, acquired or imagined not to accept the truth and allow truth to be spoken or spread through us. But truth is a flowing river. It may flood us but it never dries up. On the other the reality is like a stagnated lake. Our fear of repercussions taking place if we speak, accept or propagate truth, make us real and not truthful. We prefer peaceful and calm life. We call that realistic approach and adjust and compromise.
Thus, most of the times, we are not truthful. We are all limited and confined to our perceptions of truth. Truth is best revealed when understood or experienced. But we rarely get such insight. All our knowledge and information is hearsay through books, newspapers, magazines, radio and TV news channels, web sites etc, . We are all aware that these books and news items are filtered through the editors and owners of these media. Thus the perceptions of these responsible and financing individuals decide the truth content in the item. We pick up these as truth and argue or form our own perceptions. Sometimes the editorial policy of the editors or owners of these media do not allow truth as it is to reach us when they find it objectionable in that form. Thus truth is never completely known or allowed to be known and hence not completely comprehended. The fears, imaginations, illusions shape our perceptions and our comprehension of the truth. Many times it appears that no absolute truth exists or known, perceived or understood and experienced. Just as feelings and perceptions of good and bad and other qualities, truth is also relative as "truth to me", "truth to him", "truth to you", "truth to them" and a truth accepted by all is not possible and available to be expressed, accepted or spread and we all mistake our perceptions of truth as truth without understanding or experiencing the truth. But truth is like fire. It can not be hidden or held in hand.
the palm. Truth sneaks through our cautions and suppression and declares itself.
poem by Varanasi Ramabrahmam
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In the long run, we shape our lives, and we shape ourselves. The process never ends until we die. And the choices we make are ultimately our own responsibility.
quote by Eleanor Roosevelt
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Breakthrough
I wish I was speaking to influence,
The undoing of perceptions.
And commanded distribution,
Of everything new, accepted and believed.
I wish we all had invested,
Our priorities in uplifting all humanity.
To realize the true wealth we have...
Is not in the value placed on 'things'.
But who we are as human beings.
I wish I was speaking to influence,
The undoing of perceptions.
And commanded distribution,
Of everything new, accepted and believed.
I wish one day we all should awaken...
To witness pieces released from us,
That kept us in limitation debating a fate.
And with eyes opened,
There was a feeling of escape.
A breakthrough we knew we could not forsake.
I wish I was speaking to influence,
The undoing of perceptions.
And commanded distribution,
Of everything new, accepted and believed.
But then again...
I do remember,
How long it took for the deceit I sought...
To leave me...to see what it is to be clearly seen.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mental Wealth
Mental Wealth
Every one has to necessarily work
to sustain their lives on earth,
and not go berserk.
For food, clothing and shelter,
material wealth is required,
else one may go helter-skelter.
Inner wealth of mind
is to be developed first,
which is to be compassionate and kind,
With patience and generosity,
uprightness and worthy of respect,
with knowledge sans pomposity.
There exist various forms of life species:
none is so particularly special
and valuable as our human species!
In this species of exalted breed,
the root problems of human lineament
exist as lethargy and greed.
Devoid of these wrong qualities,
material wealth must be acquired
in a noble manner by the entities.
When there is thus a priority
of mental wealth over material wealth
the material wealth gleams in quality!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Excited Magic
Perceptions kept,
Remains the 'key'...
For anyone with firm beliefs,
A philosophy adopted...
Keeps a life on a path free,
Of mental strife.
And living an existence one likes!
Uncluttered by deceptions...
Coming to sweep so many,
Into embittered confrontations.
To leave them drifting 'to and fro'...
With inclinations hidden.
That mask insecurities no one knows.
Perceptions kept,
Remains the 'key'...
To erase wrongs pieced together desperately.
With attempts to fit into a world...
No longer sustaining an excited magic,
Fading from an implementation,
Making less sense as documented.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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