Turning On Themselves Like Cannibals
They are so disappointed with themselves...
They are creating scandals.
Creating sleaze to have others implicated.
And associated with their ignorance.
But they sailed away on that ship on their own.
They have exclusively made themselves outsiders.
The better doers for those things they have done all wrong!
And they are trying to tie everyone,
To their sinking wickedness!
They are turning on themselves like cannibals.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Now my dreams are like a sinking ship
In the darkness of loneliness
I spent my painful boring days
Hoping one day I would see your light
You are like the morning of my night
I keep on waiting for that day
But all my hairs are turning gray
Now my dreams are like a sinking ship
In frozen water and sea too deep
It sailed for the land of peace
Now I miss even your kiss
You are a stranger in this ship
Now I look for you now I weep
If I can find you the storm will go
God knows what will happen I don't know
poem by Asif Andalib
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Creating a believable world on the ship was very important, and technically they got better and better and better at showing the ship too.
quote by Patrick Stewart
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Let us create wealth for me..(the investors)
Creating wealth is very simple:
If you have three pay slips,
You can buy that expensive car,
Drive through the street on par.
You can buy an apartment in down town,
Where you can find people of your kind,
Electronic gadgets are inexpensive,
And you can change them as you wish,
Fancy restaurants are too many,
Where you can spend your hard earned money,
Creating wealth is not a problem to me,
As long as people like you around me,
I am an investor with huge oil money,
He is an accomplice to steal the honey,
We are the people behind the curtain,
Creating the wealth for certain,
Keeping you as indebted as you are,
We create the wealth,
Above the ground,
Creating wealth is very simple,
If you have three pay slips.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Boy In The Well
Look at this, it's me, walking away.
Look at you drowning, on display.
every time I've dropped by, I've tried to say
the water is rising.
you don't want to stay.
It's that sinking feeling. you know what it's bringing on.
you might as well say it,
I see it, I feel it.
this town is going wrong.
it's turning away.
YOU WANTED ME TO BE SOMEONE THAT I COULD NEVER BE
MY NEW FRIENDS ARE OFFERING THINGS I'VE NEVER DREAMED
IT'S BEAUTIFUL,
I'D LIKE FOR THEM TO TAKE ME ON...
the track mall gang went off
on the Tennessee goth. a lunar moth,
you chrysalis and flail.
the water is rising. you try to rappel.
a rousing cheer for the boy in the well.
it's that sinking feeling. you know what it's bringing on.
you might as well say it,
I see it, I feel it.
this town is going wrong.
it's turning away.
YOU WANTED ME TO BE SOMEONE THAT I COULD NEVER BE
MY NEW FRIENDS ARE OFFERING THINGS I'VE NEVER DREAMED
IT'S BEAUTIFUL,
I'D LIKE FOR THEM TO TAKE ME ON...
here is where I look back.
here is where you fell.
this is where I got up,
shaking off my tail
this is where your rope trick
started to look stale.
a greyhound pass for the boy in the well.
it's that sinking feeling
you know what it's bringing on
I might as well say it.
I see it, I feel it
this town is going wrong.
it's turning away.
YOU WANTED ME TO BE SOMEONE THAT I COULD NEVER BE
MY NEW FRIENDS ARE OFFERING THINGS I'VE NEVER DREAMED
IT'S BEAUTIFUL,
I'D LIKE FOR THEM TO TAKE ME ON
YOU WANTED ME TO BE SOMETHING THAT I COULD NEVER BE
MY NEW FRIENDS ARE OFFERING THINGS I'VE NEVER DREAMED
IT'S BEAUTIFUL,
I'D LIKE FOR THEM TO TAKE ME ON
song performed by by REM
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The Boy In The Well
Look at this, it's me, walking away.
Look at you drowning, on display.
Every time I've dropped by, I've tried to say
The water is rising.
You don't want to stay.
It's that sinking feeling. you know what it's bringing on.
You might as well say it,
I see it, I feel it.
This town is going wrong.
It's turning away.
You wanted me to be someone that I could never be
My new friends are offering things I've never dreamed
It's beautiful
I'd like for them to take me on ...
The track mall gang went off
On the Tennessee goth. a lunar moth,
You chrysalis and flail.
The water is rising. you try to rappel.
A rousing cheer for the boy in the well.
It's that sinking feeling. you know what it's bringing on.
You might as well say it,
I see it, I feel it.
This town is going wrong.
It's turning away.
You wanted me to be someone that I could never be
My new friends are offering things I've never dreamed
It's beautiful
I'd like for them to take me on ...
Here is where I look back.
Here is where you fell.
This is where I got up,
Shaking off my tail
This is where your rope trick
Started to look stale.
A greyhound pass for the boy in the well.
It's that sinking feeling
You know what it's bringing on
I might as well say it.
I see it, I feel it
This town is going wrong.
It's turning away.
You wanted me to be someone that I could never be
My new friends are offering things I've never dreamed
It's beautiful
I'd like for them to take me on
You wanted me to be someone that I could never be
My new friends are offering things I've never dreamed
It's beautiful
I'd like for them to take me on
song performed by by REM
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Deserving Of Individual Life Boats
Assuming...
That if they let the ship sink,
With a captain they've been made to dislike...
They could hop in the life boats,
Saving themselves...
And row to shore.
To receive the adulation of the people,
They believe await them to applaud their activities...
Adored.
However...
The doers perceive each one of them,
Are deserving of individual life boats.
With a servant to row...
And catered service.
These are the same doers,
Who implemented their own castastrophy.
And these are the same doers who now argue over...
The design of the life boats and the suits they should wear,
When they are honored at individual ceremonies...
To highlight the efforts each individually achieved.
And...
These are the same doers who pretend they can swim,
But have not a clue what to do with their arms.
However...
Dressed the part to play the role,
Is quite different than the acutal performance expected.
And many of them 'now' have decided...
Perhaps letting the ship sink was not a good idea.
So now they scramble amongst themselves,
To determine the cost of repair...
And if that can be done as cheaply as possible.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Always, Univocally Right
It seems I have missed the beauty of this day
at least I have learnt self righteous anger and
blame directed at me make me see the error
of my ways while creating no desire for
improvement, to the contrary
Instils a wish to persist in so called unacceptable
behaviour, no feeling of guilt, only an evil wish to
do the wrong thing again; you snarled at me for
not fulfilling my duty, not providing dinner for
anybody, saying how disappointed you felt
How inconsiderate my behaviour, I sympathised with
your self righteous anger and I still do, three pain pills
made me calm enough to listen to everything you say
with equanimity, given that fatigue and lack of sleep
have no value in arguing my case
You are always, univocally right, this is what I like
about you, you believe in yourself, even when I
know you are wrong; such self confidence is
worth ever so much humiliation
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Alankar(Decor) -39
ShivShakthi(WaltzWave)
He
Rises
She
Springs up
In oneness
Riply
Purls
Springing
Exi stence
Creational
Creating
Cradl ing
Thence
Upon
Creating
Cradling
And
On~~on~~
On~~~~
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Love Among The Cannibals
Love among the cannibals, love among the cannibals
Love among the cannibals
I heard you sing about love, but that was a long time ago
I was one of the ones who believed your lies, now your true colors show
So we stand upon the grave of the promises you made
With nowhere left to hide and no more alibis
Dark teeth, bite deep - better not turn your back
No show, move slow - remember to cover your tracks - get back!
Love among the cannibals (eat my heart out), two-faced animals
Love among the cannibals (I wanna stand and shout) two-faced animals
I move alone in the dark, feelin too weak to fight
Cause I know the dream is about to die, in the dim and dusty light
Where the river used to roll a caravan of souls
Move naked and alone, shining like a bone
Night falls, skin crawls - darkness everywhere
Too much bad blood - nobody seems to care - beware!
Love among the cannibals (eat my heart out), two-faced animals
Love (oh) among the cannibals
Love among the cannibals (love), two-faced animals
Love (love) among the cannibals, two-faced animals.
song performed by by Starship
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Creating the fictional background for a game world isn't significantly different from creating a background for fiction.
quote by John M. Ford
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Struggles Within
Nothing good in this flesh of mine, creating havoc from time to time,
For with this heart, deceitful at best, I am wearied and seldom at rest.
Who knows the depth of my heart, from which, I would like to depart,
With wickedness deep down within, it causes me to stray towards sin.
And with my sinful darkened mind, while living this life, it’s so unkind,
Reaching way back into yesteryear, my old sinful past is always near.
Dragging up my old sinful ways; causing me pain in my present days,
Giving the enemy old things to cast; at my present life, from the past.
In this head, these wandering eyes, looking at those things I despise,
The things of lust upon this earth; things which have no eternal worth.
Straying towards those things of lust, that in time simply turn to dust,
This causes my new faith to wane, while creating in my heart old pain.
These struggles I have with my flesh, is not from God a spiritual test,
But my struggles are from within, from this body that was born in sin.
Struggles that I have day to day, when I do not let God have His way,
Allowing God to change all my life, through The Savior, Jesus Christ.
For God sends to me when I believe, The Holy Spirit, whom I receive,
Christ embraces me as His own, and changes my old heart of stone,
From all that sin I’ve been freed, with no more struggles soon indeed,
As Christ this day is preparing me, to live without struggle for eternity.
(07/2007)
Winterval for M 'lady Ernestine.
The whirling swirling flakes of snow.
Fall silently but ceaselessly.
Creating havoc here below.
Mother Nature intends to show
The human race that they can see
The whirling swirling flakes of snow.
Wherever they may choose to go.
She demonstrates this ruthlessly
Creating havoc here below.
What traffic moves is crawling slow.
As drivers find it hard to see.
The whirling swirling flakes of snow
Reflect their headlights pallid glow.
Reducing visibility
Creating havoc here below.
Assisted by the winds that blow
at intervals quite randomly.
The whirling swirling flakes of snow
creating havoc here below.
Tuesday,30 November 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Thought is constantly creating problems that way and then trying to solve them. But as it tries to solve them it makes it worse because it doesn't notice that it's creating them, and the more it thinks, the more problems it creates.
quote by David Bohm
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One of the dreams of Zionism was to be a bridge. Instead, we are creating exclusion between the East and the West instead of creating bridges; we are contributing to the conflict between East and West by our stupid desire to have more.
quote by A.B. Yehoshua
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Those Sneaky Backbiters That Glide In Sleaze
Those sneaky backbiters that glide in sleaze,
Adore the stench of it.
With campaigns to attract more,
To this mental disease.
Influenced by self hate.
With a debasement created and loved.
Those sneaky backbiters that glide in sleaze,
Are seen digging their own ditches quick...
To satisfy those embraces faced,
With others in filth and sludge to hug.
Those sneaky backbiters that glide in sleaze,
Entrenched in tracks with that to leave.
And quite excited in self righteous ways...
When investments tossed away from unsaved youth,
Delights them with an ignorance...
That keeps them all enslaved!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kept In The Worshipping Of Fear
I see no benefits delivered,
To those doers of misdeeds and evil.
Followers a plenty they may have to boast!
But there is nothing they have done,
To laugh and/or joke about.
Those who have turned a blind eye,
To allow this sleaze to slither...
While dancing to the beat and 'weeding',
Have made this investment for their children.
With dividends to rhythmically stay high as a goal.
I see no benefits delivered,
To those doers of misdeeds and evil.
Followers a plenty they may have to boast!
But there is nothing they have done,
To laugh and/or joke about.
And those who have remained on their knees,
Praying to be released from this reality they've created...
Without knowing to 'whom' or 'what' they pray to,
Have brought into their own lives their own set of demons.
To ensure they are kept in the worshipping of fear.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The end in tragedy
.
A sinking ship is forsaken.
Even its owner will abandon.
A dying man is a sinking ship.
He has to see this tragedy.
28.10.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Absent From Routine
Absent but not of mind.
Too protective of precious consciousness,
Peace of mind and happiness.
Absent from nonsense.
Professed and not guessed.
And not seeking any to find.
To torment like the rest.
Absent from routine,
And thoughts of wasting time.
Absent from props used for chaos.
And those creating it to market!
As if this is a goldmine.
And the grease of sleaze,
Is there to slop it not stop it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Shedding Season
Most are scandal driven and bitter people.
Undermining behind the scenes.
And creating those scenerios...
To demean those unsuspecting.
Whenever they are around,
A wickedness begins.
They are the ones good at loathing.
They are the ones who pollute the air...
To ensure they are useen,
With a slithering they do that is low.
Eventually you will come to know them.
It is the shedding season for snakes.
They are all around...
Ready to inflict with their sweetened venom.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Glad I'm Alive
Hello and welcome my friend
It's good to see you again
Do you know anything new
Tell me is this really you
Hey, what's the story in LA
I haven't been there today
It's time we went for a ride
Come on and step right inside
Too many people have waited
Too many problems created
Too many jitterbugs not enough jive
I'm tired of sitting here waiting
We should be out there creating
It's times like this that I'm glad I'm alive
Darkness our sole destination
Daylight our only intention
White lightning brightens the sky
Can't tell we're flying so high
Rest now and don't be afraid
Can't you see we've got it made
Just cause I'm not going far
That doesn't mean that we can't reach the stars
Too many people have waited
Too many problems created
Too many jitterbugs not enough jive
I'm tired of sitting here waiting
We should be out there creating
It's times like this that I'm glad I'm alive
Too many people have waited
Too many problems created
Too many jitterbugs not enough jive
I'm tired of sitting here waiting
We should be out there creating
It's times like this that I'm glad I'm alive
Sad story that look in your eyes
Break out before it's too late
Now come and lay down by my side
Let all the thoughts slip away
Too many people have waited
Too many problems created
Too many jitterbugs not enough jive
I'm tired of sitting here waiting
We should be out there creating
It's times like this that I'm glad I'm alive
I'm alive
Alive
song performed by by Def Leppard
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