The Meek Shall Inherit The Earth
if I suffer at this
typewriter
think how I'd feel
among the lettuce-
pickers of Salinas?
poem by Charles Bukowski
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When you plant lettuce, if it does not grow well, you don't blame the lettuce. You look for reasons it is not doing well. It may need fertilizer, or more water, or less sun. You never blame the lettuce. Yet if we have problems with our friends or our family, we blame the other person. But if we know how to take care of them, they will grow well, like the lettuce. Blaming has no positive effect at all, nor does trying to persuade using reason and argument. That is my experience. If you understand, and you show that you understand, you can love, and the situation will change.
quote by Thich Nhat Hanh
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Road To Salinas
Being afraid can be o.k. if you're willing to let things go
Take the the time and try to find and learn what you don't know
I dont know why I got behind the wheel
Sun's in the sky and i was...
On the road to Salinas
Down the road I thought could free us
Ordinary dreams would go
But I would always get back home
Take the time and try to find the boy inside my brain
Saw him way out on a limb and he was trying to get away
I don't know why I feel the way I feel
Sun's in the sky and I was...
On the road to Salinas
Down the road I thought could free us
Ordinary dreams would go
But I would always get back home
See myself in someone else and I just don't know why
When I lay my head to sleep I lay awake and cry
I dont know why I got behind the wheel
Sun's in the sky and i was...
On the road to Salinas
Down the road I thought could free us
Ordinary dreams would go
But I would always get back home
song performed by by Goo Goo Dolls
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I had a TV set and a typewriter and that made me think a computer should be laid out like a typewriter with a video screen.
quote by Steve Wozniak
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The Lettuce Workers
Somewhere in California
a midnight one-eyed bus shoots
lettuce farm past lettuce farm
to abutment and a kiss.
Now the morning papers cry
15 sleeping Mexicans
glowed an hour or more.
poem by Donal Mahoney
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Private Eye Lettuce
Three crates of Private Eye Lettuce,
the name and drawing of a detective
with magnifying glass on the sides
of the crates of lettuce,
form a great cross in man's imagination
and his desire to name
the objects of this world.
I think I'll call this place Golgotha
and have some salad for dinner.
poem by Richard Brautigan
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Simple Way To Enjoy Guilt Free Gift of Beer and Pizza
Blessed be the workers laborers of the field
harvesters of the hops and barley
Blessed be the brewers bottlers truck drivers
distributors liquor store proprietors
Blessed be the hands that the kneaded the dough
the oven and pickers of the onions
the Sun the plump ripe fruit of the vine
pickers waters of the growing grain
the cow the cheese maker
Blessed be the sacrificed pig
Blessed be the driver
All hands and life responsible for delivering
the simple joy
of Beer and Pizza
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Fallen Souls
Pray, i don't know if it's sacred, or not
you say, that we can fall apart at anytime
breathe for the whole world...we can't fight
they starve for the love...that we supply
feed from their eyes, dream you're alive, and feel feel
the beast flies tonight, and the world he describes
suffer...suffer
Afraid, i don't know if we're heading for a fall
you jump into the front to say you're apart of it all
feed from their eyes, dream your alive, and feel feel
the beast flies tonight, and the world he describes
suffer...suffer
if we feed from their eyes, dream we're alive to feel
the beast flies tonight, the world he describes
suffer...suffer
these are the fallen souls
song performed by by Ours
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Research in Jiangsu Province
Some days I feel a sadness not of grief
The shadows lengthen on the earth's relief
Salinas flows by like a silver shawl
A girl waves from the mission wall.
poem by Vikram Seth
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Song 'Coast Starlight
Some days I feel a sadness not of grief
The shadows lengthen on the earth's relief
Salinas flows by like a silver shawl
A girl waves from the mission wall.
poem by Vikram Seth
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Dire Tribe
Hello
Feel much better on hashish or efedrine
Feel much better when Im smoking a lot
Feel much better on acid or mescaline
Feel much better though somebodys not
In their kitchens and ballrooms and boardrooms and chairs
Theyd have to pop up to the ceiling for someone to get high
Everybody wants to know, everybodys singing
If you really need to know, everybody cry
Everybody wants to know, everybodys singing why?
Lord try and suffer this hole, try
Feel much better on meths or on windowlene
Feel much better when Ive had my line
Feel much better on amil or ketamine
Feel much better though somebodys not
When theyre hepped up and paranoid with lithium lights theyll have to drop an ebeneezer to get a first class flight, now
Everybody wants to know, everybodys singing
If you really need to know, everybody cry
Everybody wants to know everybiody singing why
Lord try and suffer this hole try
Dah, da da dadada da da - kind of stuff
Feel much better on night nurse, amphetimine
Prozac is better, viagra I got
Feel much better, paractemol, a codeine
Feel much better, on heat, I get hot
With wine gums and diesel, pot noodle or fries
Id rather die from emphezima than learn to just get by, and
Everybody wants to know, everybodys singing
If you really need to know, everybody cry
Everybody wants to know everybiody singing why
Lord try and suffer in this, try
song performed by by Gomez
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Life, A Dream Only
Many feel, rightly too
That life is a challenge
With many loose ends
And many a time
A lot ends stay loose
And a range of problems
Looming large all over
Some suffer financially
Some suffer on social grounds
Some suffer physically
Some suffer with family issues
Some suffer professionally
Me, you and almost every other person
Has something to be uncomfortable with
But, just nurse a thinking
That all these are dream
And you are sleeping
Only to wake up to a problem-free dawn
If you believe it is all a dream
Very likely you will just act to come over
The issues eating your brain
As in a dream you just do that
When you feel that you are really with it
Very likely you end up reacting to issues
With a lot emotional confrontations surfacing
When you feel it a dream
You are sure that all these disappear soon
To a pleasant, if not blissful, wakefulness
Give your dreams a chance
To help you and to enhance
Your level of happiness
And experiment this dream therapy
At regular intervals
So that one day you will be enlightened to a faith
That life a dream only
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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I Suffer The Night
I suffer the night
When it's time to face my sadness
And all I can do is cry
I suffer the night
When I struggle to find rest
Knowing in the morning I must rise
I suffer the night
When alone in the darkness
I wonder why I am alive
I suffer the night
When I succumb to blackness
And finally stop asking why
I suffer the night
As it battles my mind
And my spirit slowly dying
I suffer the night
As I reach for the light
And pray that my death be kind
poem by Sonya Florentino
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Isolation is a self-defeating dream.
quote by Carlos Salinas de Gortari
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Down All The Days
Christy brown a clown around town
Now hes a man of renown from dingle to down
I type with me toes
Suck stout through me nose
And where its gonna end
God only knows
Down all the days
The tap-tap-tapping
Of the typewriter pays
The gentle rattling
Of the drays
Down all the days
I have often had to depend upon
The kindness of strangers
But Ive never been asked
And I never replied
If I supported glasgow rangers
Down all the days
The tap-tap-tapping
Of the typewriter pays
The gentle rattling
Of the drays
Down all the days
song performed by by Pogues
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As a matter of fact, we put it down because we wanted to be jazz pickers.
quote by Charlie Rich
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Globalization is a fact of economic life.
quote by Carlos Salinas de Gortari
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Tess's Typewriter.
That year they gave Tess
her first typewriter. She'd
not need to borrow her
brother's battered old piece
or write down her fragile
poems in her spiderlike
scrawl as her father called it.
The promise came while
she was getting her mind
together in that mental
asylum, after the mucky
love affair that went no
place and left her hanging
there, like one crucified
for all to see and most
to softly mutter and stare.
Get yourself mended girl,
Father said, and we'll buy
you your own typewriter,
so you can stab away on
the keys to your heart's
content and bring out
those poems of yours.
He never read her poems,
never read much apart
from the back page sport
or gawked at page 3 girls
with a tut tutting tongue.
That year she gazed out
of the wide barred window
of the asylum at the snow
on fields, at the seagulls
gathering and feeding behind
the faraway tractor as it
ploughed, at the grey
depressing sky, wondering
what it'd be like to not be,
wondering what the woman
with a cast in her eye, was
doing to herself in the toilets,
one night when she'd gone
in to pee unable to sleep.
The typewriter idea
and promise kind of got her
through the dark hours and
the ECT, and the following day
headaches and numbness.
After slitting her wrists (mildly,
a cry for help) she said on the
phone to her father, Come get
me out of this place, help me
get back together. Ok, he said,
Miss Humpty Dumpty, and he
put down the phone, and she
stood in the hall of the asylum
with the receiver in her hand,
the image of the typewriter
before her eyes, those poems
banging on the inside of her
head, new ones wanting to
get out, old ones left for dead.
poem by Terry Collett
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XXXVIII: Dear Leader Part 2
don't laugh
don't you dare to laugh
human will feel pain when hurts
disappoint when played
you will also feel the pain when hurt and bleeding
if die your body will become corpse
and left to suffer
suffer and your feeling caged
dream's destroyed and the way is closed
unseen even you curse and hate
don't call yourself leader
if you don't know about that
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Today we know that centralization and big bureaucracies have not, as promised, been the answer for promoting better opportunities for society.
quote by Carlos Salinas de Gortari
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A single tree in the tropical forest in the south of Mexico has more different species than some European countries.
quote by Carlos Salinas de Gortari
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