Essentials Shift
Essentials shift.
Just as priorities do,
When it becomes clear...
The atmosphere is hosting change.
And what is familiar has to be let go.
Like a replacing of a generation,
Growing to develop with understanding...
To comprehend to them what is known,
With a reaching to experience...
Another plateau,
Essentials shift.
And to hold on to that which has gone,
Is not recommended as time moves on.
Essentials shift.
Just as priorities do,
When it becomes clear...
The atmosphere is hosting change.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Shift
Check out the chick with the new dress on
(wearin a shift and it looks real fine)
The call it a shift and it comes on strong
(wearin a shift and it looks real fine)
When shes got it on, well she cant do no wrong
(wearin a shift, wearin a shift)
You may think a dress cant do very much
(wearin a shift really turns me on)
With the slit up the side, you cant resist that touch
(wearin a shift really turns me on)
Its tighter than a moo-moo and its just too much
(wearin a shift, wearin a shift)
(turns me on now) (get a shift now)
(cant go wrong now) (go wrong now)
(turns me on now) (get a shift now)
(turns me on now) (turns me on now)
Get your girl a shift and shell look real fine
(wearin a shift and its just too much)
It fits like a glove and drives you outta your mind
(wearin a shift and its just too much)
Shell ball it with her shift on and well have a good time
(wearin a shift, wearin a shift)
(turns me on now) (get a shift now)
(turns me on now) (get a shift now)
(turns me on now) (get a shift now)
(turns me on now) (get a shift now)
(turns me on now) (get a shift now)
(turns me on now) (get a shift now)
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Feelings are constant.
Love and hate shift, and don’t change.
Hope and faith shift and don’t change.
So do desire and taste; they don’t change.
Value and contempt too do likewise.
They are constant in one’s consciousness.
It is the respondents that vary.
19.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Working The Midnight Shift
Im just a working girl, just earning a living
When the citys waking up, Im going home
Working the midnight shift
While my friends are all out
Theyve all gone out dancing
Theyre out having fun
Working that midnight shift
For that extra little something
The things that are out of my reach
I need so bad
So bad, so bad
Seems like Im always leaving
When all the others arrive
My body still carries on
But Im dying inside
Working the midnight shift
While my friends are all out
Theyve all gone out dancing
Theyre out having fun
Working that midnight shift
For that extra little something
The things that are out of my reach
I need so bad
I need so bad, need so bad
Midnight shift, midnight shift
Midnight shift, midnight shift
Midnight shift, midnight shift
Im just a working girl
Just earning a living
When the citys waking up
Im going home
Working the midnight shift
While my friends are all out
Theyve all gone out dancing
Midnight shift, midnight shift
Midnight shift, midnight shift
Midnight shift, midnight shift
Midnight shift, midnight shift
Midnight shift, midnight shift
Midnight shift, midnight shift
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Thus, the forces and value systems that are most threatened by this shift are becoming the most coherent and are rising to the top as minority or plurality powers. But they do not represent either the shift, the change, or the future.
quote by Paul Hawken
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I recently turned down a film that I didn't want my kids to see. Priorities shift. Sometimes I'm sad about that, but not enough to do anything about it.
quote by Dianne Wiest
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Cloud and atmosphere
Clouds appear
In the atmosphere
Atmosphere remained
Uncontaminated by clouds
Clouds is not always present
In the atmosphere
Atmosphere exists
Even when there is no clouds.
There is no clouds
There is atmosphere
There is no atmosphere
There is no clouds
Clouds is atmosphere
Atmosphere is not clouds.
Atmosphere exists in its own beings
Clouds has no separate existence
You are my atmosphere
I'm your cloud
Pray
Make me always clear
And in good use.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Of Wolf And Man
Off through the new day's mist I run
off from the new day's mist I have come
I hunt
therefore I am
harvest the land
taking of the fallen lamb
off thruogh the new day's mist I run
off from the new day'smist I have come
we shift
pulsing with the earth
company we keep
roaming the land while you sleep
shape shift nose to the wind
shape shift feeling I've been
move swift all senses clean
earth's gift back to the meaning of life
bright is the moon high in starlight
chill is the air cold as steel tonight
we shift
call of the wild
fear in your eyes
it's later than you realized
shape shift nose to the wind
shape shift feeling I've been
move swift all senses clean
earth's gift back to the meaning of life
I feel I change
back to a better day
hair stands on the back of my neck
in wildness is the preservation of the world
so seek the wolf in thyself
shape shift nose to the wind
shape shift feeling I've been
move swift all senses clean
earth's gift
back to the meaning of wolf and man
song performed by by Metallica
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Of The Wolf And Man
Off through the new day's mist I run
off from the new day's mist I have come
I hunt
therefore I am
harvest the land
taking of the fallen lamb
off thruogh the new day's mist I run
off from the new day'smist I have come
we shift
pulsing with the earth
company we keep
roaming the land while you sleep
shape shift nose to the wind
shape shift feeling I've been
move swift all senses clean
earth's gift back to the meaning of life
bright is the moon high in starlight
chill is the air cold as steel tonight
we shift
call of the wild
fear in your eyes
it's later than you realized
shape shift nose to the wind
shape shift feeling I've been
move swift all senses clean
earth's gift back to the meaning of life
I feel I change
back to a better day
hair stands on the back of my neck
in wildness is the preservation of the world
so seek the wolf in thyself
shape shift nose to the wind
shape shift feeling I've been
move swift all senses clean
earth's gift back to the meaning
of wolf and man
song performed by by Metallica from Metallica
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The Wait of Water - (Villanelle)
a shift in the tectonic plate
early morning siren screeches
across the ocean people wait
awakened to this twist of fate
tsunami warning, clear the beaches
a shift in the tectonic plate
minute by minute news updat
listen to the experts speeches
across the ocean people wait
all trying to anticipate
how far this devastation reaches
a shift in the tectonic plate
don’t live in a complacent state
lessons Mother Nature teaches
across the ocean people wait
as the local pastor preaches
although his prayers come too late
a shift in the tectonic plate
across the ocean people wait
poem by Charlie Parant
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History is, in its essentials, the science of change. It knows and it teaches that it is impossible to find two events that are ever exactly alike, because the conditions from which they spring are never identical.
quote by Marc Bloch
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Of Wolf & Man
Off through the new days mist I run
Off from the new days mist I have come
I hunt
Therefore I am
Harvest the land
Taking of the fallen lamb
Off thruogh the new days mist I run
Off from the new daysmist I have come
We shift
Pulsing with the earth
Company we keep
Roaming the land while you sleep
Shape shift nose to the wind
Shape shift feeling Ive been
Move swift all senses clean
Earths gift back to the meaning of life
Bright is the moon high in starlight
Chill is the air cold as steel tonight
We shift
Call of the wild
Fear in your eyes
Its later than you realized
Shape shift nose to the wind
Shape shift feeling Ive been
Move swift all senses clean
Earths gift back to the meaning of life
I feel I change
Back to a better day
Hair stands on the back of my neck
In wildness is the preservation of the world
So seek the wolf in thyself
Shape shift nose to the wind
Shape shift feeling Ive been
Move swift all senses clean
Earths gift
Back to the meaning of wolf and man
song performed by by Metallica
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Shift Over
Shift over and let me slide near you.
I hope you are awake to help me demonstrate,
Those needs I have for you like yours for me...
As said in the bed where nothing is left untouched,
Or left to awaken my fantasies.
Shift over and let me slide near you.
I don't know why,
But you seem to never get it.
It is only you and me,
And what makes this a good receipe.
To keep between us forever.
Shift over and let me slide near you.
I know you did not drive me here,
To stay stiff and shiftless to lay in park!
I'm not here to be a begging receiver either.
I've got to howl like I'm sparked by the dark.
Shift over and let me slide near you.
Ohhhh...you shifted to cruise.
Shift over and let me slide near you.
I hope you are awake to help me demonstrate,
Those needs I have for you like yours for me...
As said in the bed where nothing is left untouched,
Or left to awaken my fantasies.
Ohhhh...you shifted to cruise.
Oh my why do I,
Walk into these things?
And...
Oh my why do I,
Feel the 'victim' as it seems to me.
Ohhhh...you shifted to cruise.
Shift over and let me slide near you.
I don't know why,
But you seem to never get it.
It is only you and me,
And what makes this a good receipe.
To keep between us forever.
Shift over and let me slide near you,
Before my shift is over.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Where man has
Where man has conquered nature dies;
We shift some slender-growing pine
From out her own familiar skies
Where-under forests fall and rise,
To pots and gardens, then repine
That where man conquers nature dies.
The atmosphere that round her lies
Bears not the light that used to shine
From out her own familiar skies,
She is a stranger. So our eyes
Run o'er the world and seek a sign!
If where man conquers nature dies
What is our earthly paradise?
Will nature there withhold the wine
That from her own familiar skies
She used to pour? Do we devise
A garden earth and say, in fine,
Where man has conquered nature dies
From out her own familiar skies?
poem by Philip Henry Savage
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Everything On It Is
Although quick this shift in consciousness moves...
Many are not adjusting to it!
They assume this 'differentness'
Has room for their decisions and opinions,
That comes with it!
There is an evolution taking place.
One that is on a fast pace.
Many will be lost by the wayside.
Realizing their concepts are out of date.
Although quick this shift in consciousness moves...
Many can not believe,
We are leeches breeding on a planet that breathes.
We are not creators but inhabitants...
Allowed the life we live.
We are here as an experiment!
And that's all that this is!
You can pray and say whatever you wish.
Take a drive in your car...
Or stay at home with your satellite dish!
You may think you are better than your neighbor?
Or be a racist with a blockage of ignorance.
But you're a human being like the rest of us...
Begin changed within this scene!
Although quick this shift in consciousness moves...
Many are not adjusting to it!
They assume this 'differentness'
Has room for their decisions and opinions,
That comes with it!
And that is so untrue.
So no matter who you know and what you do...
Everything on this planet is going through changes!
'Everything' on it is!
Everything including 'you'...too!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Bushman's Song
I’M travellin’ down the Castlereagh, and I’m a station hand,
I’m handy with the ropin’ pole, I’m handy with the brand,
And I can ride a rowdy colt, or swing the axe all day,
But there’s no demand for a station-hand along the Castlereagh. +
So it’s shift, boys, shift, for there isn’t the slightest doubt
That we’ve got to make a shift to the stations further out,
With the pack-horse runnin’ after, for he follows like a dog,
We must strike across the country at the old jig-jog.
This old black horse I’m riding—if you’ll notice what’s his brand,
He wears the crooked R, you see—none better in the land.
He takes a lot of beatin’, and the other day we tried,
For a bit of a joke, with a racing bloke, for twenty pounds a side.
It was shift, boys, shift, for there wasn’t the slightest doubt
That I had to make him shift, for the money was nearly out;
But he cantered home a winner, with the other one at the flog—
He’s a red-hot sort to pick up with his old jig-jog.
I asked a cove for shearin’ once along the Marthaguy:
“We shear non-union here,” says he. “I call it scab,” says I.
I looked along the shearin’ floor before I turned to go—
There were eight or ten dashed Chinamen a-shearin’ in a row.
It was shift, boys, shift, for there wasn’t the slightest doubt
It was time to make a shift with the leprosy about.
So I saddled up my horses, and I whistled to my dog,
And I left his scabby station at the old jig-jog.
I went to Illawarra, where my brother’s got a farm,
He has to ask his landlord’s leave before he lifts his arm;
The landlord owns the country side—man, woman, dog, and cat,
They haven’t the cheek to dare to speak without they touch their hat.
It was shift, boys, shift, for there wasn’t the slightest doubt
Their little landlord god and I would soon have fallen out;
Was I to touch my hat to him?—was I his bloomin’ dog?
So I makes for up the country at the old jig-jog.
But it’s time that I was movin’, I’ve a mighty way to go
Till I drink artesian water from a thousand feet below;
Till I meet the overlanders with the cattle comin’ down,
And I’ll work a while till I make a pile, then have a spree in town.
So, it’s shift, boys, shift, for there isn’t the slightest doubt
We’ve got to make a shift to the stations further out;
The pack-horse runs behind us, for he follows like a dog,
And we cross a lot of country at the old jig-jog.
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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Come On Baby
Why don't you come over?
It's lonely at the wooden lodge
Why don't you come and see our baby?
You haven't seen her for so long
Come on baby, shift that log
Come on baby, wash that dog
Give me all the love you've got, to me
Come on baby, shift that log
Come on baby, wash that dog
Give me all the love you've got, to me
There in the back woods
We had our little piece of land
But everything wasn't so groovy
Not when you had to dirty your hands
Come on baby, shift that log
Come on baby, wash that dog
Give me all the love you've got, to me
Come on baby, shift that log
Come on baby, wash that dog
Give me all the love you've got, to me
It's lonely at the wooden lodge
So why don't you share my bed
Come on baby, shift that log
Come on baby, wash that dog
Give me all the love you've got, to me
Come on baby, shift that log
Come on baby, wash that dog
Give me all the love you've got, to me
song performed by by Cat Stevens
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Shifting the House
He lived in my heart for a long time
When life was in its metre and rhyme.
When the house became shabby
He was reminded of his old hobby.
He searched out a house newly raised
Day and night its beauty he praised.
Then one day he took all his luggage
And left the house bag and baggage.
He was welcomed with open arms
He got lost in its fascinating charms.
He enjoyed a long passage of time
As long as life was in its rhyme.
Insted of house now he became old
Over the change he had no hold.
Now the house wanted to shift him
Because the light of his eyes was dim.
Wrinkles are not to be cherished
Now he was only to perish.
According to the misery's demand
He was proper for dust or sand.
He wa kinly sent to a house of clay
It was the dropp scene of life's play.
As it was a house most shabby
To change house was his hobby.
He was waiting for a good shift
That may prove a good gift.
poem by Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai
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In Your Atmosphere
I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore
I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore
I don't know what it's like to blame you
Nothing's true
I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore
I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore
I'm not sure that I really ever could
Hold on to a hotel key in a
Bedroom neighborhood
and go sleep-walking in Hollywood
I'm gonna steer clear
Burn up in your atmosphere
I'm gonna steer clear
Cus I'd die if I saw you
I'd die if I didn't see you there
So I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore
Cus I miss you
It sucks that I'm not mad
I dont think I'm gonna go to LA anymore
I get lost on the boulevard at night
Without your voice to tell me I love you, take a right
the ten and the two is a lonely sight
I'm gonna steer clear
Burn up in your atmosphere
I'm gonna steer clear
Cus I'd die if I saw you
I'd die if I didn't see you
I'm gonna steer clear
Burn up in your atmosphere here
I'm gonna steer clear
Cus I'd die if I saw you
I'd die if I didn't see you there
see you there
I think I'm gonna stay gonna stay gonna stay in the gray gonna stay
All the street lights say nevermind nevermind
All the canyon lines say nevermind
Sunset says we see it all the time, nevermind, nevermind.
song performed by by John Mayer
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The first essentials, of course, is to know what you want.
quote by Robert Collier
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