One needs to be slow to form convictions, but once formed they must be defended against the heaviest odds.
quote by Mahatma Gandhi
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A man with convictions finds an answer for everything. Convictions are the best form of protection against the living truth.
quote by Max Frisch
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Buss Stop
Theres a cry that is heard in the city
From vivian at pentecost lane
A shriekin and dancing till 4 a.m.
Another night of muscles and pain
I love you despite your convictions
That God never laughs at my jokes
Im a young man at odds with the bible
But I dont pretend faith never works
When were down on our knees
Prayin at the bus stop
Now jesus he came in a vision
And offered you redemption from sin
Im not sayin that I dont believe you
But are you sure that it really was him
Ive been told that it couldnve been blue cheese
Or the meal that we ate down the road
Im a young man at odds with the bible
But I dont pretend faith never works
When were down on our knees
Prayin at the bus stop
How yeah
song performed by by David Bowie
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I cannot doubt that women will line up, like the men elected, with the groups whose political thinking and convictions are in accord with their own political convictions.
quote by Edith Rogers
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Dawn Of A New Day
The thoughts from yesterday - forgotten
I like the way this new skin feels
Bring me splinters of tomorrow
Collect the parts where I win
Against the grain, against the odds
I'll rise and I won't trip again
The dawn of a new day never looked
As good as this
Concrete breath and dust filled tears
A one-way ride to inner peace
I never thought, I'd join the others
Those who use the dice to solve
Against the grain, against the odds
I'll rise and I won't trip again (x2)
The dawn of a new day never looked
As good as this
Against the grain, against the odds
I'll rise and I won't trip again
Against the grain, against the odds
Against the grain, against the odds(x2)
I'll rise and I won't trip again
Against the grain, against the odds(x3)
song performed by by In Flames
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When the principles that run against your deepest convictions begin to win the day, then the battle is your calling, and peace has become sin. You must at the price of dearest peace lay your convictions bare before friend and enemy with all the fire of your faith.
quote by Abraham Kuyper
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The Book of Urizen: Chapter VII
1. They named the child Orc, he grew
Fed with milk of Enitharmon
2. Los awoke her; O sorrow & pain!
A tight'ning girdle grew,
Around his bosom. In sobbings
He burst the girdle in twain,
But still another girdle
Opressd his bosom, In sobbings
Again he burst it. Again
Another girdle succeeds
The girdle was form'd by day;
By night was burst in twain.
3. These falling down on the rock
Into an iron Chain
In each other link by link lock'd
4. They took Orc to the top of a mountain.
O how Enitharmon wept!
They chain'd his young limbs to the rock
With the Chain of Jealousy
Beneath Urizens deathful shadow
5. The dead heard the voice of the child
And began to awake from sleep
All things. heard the voice of the child
And began to awake to life.
6. And Urizen craving with hunger
Stung with the odours of Nature
Explor'd his dens around
7. He form'd a line & a plummet
To divide the Abyss beneath.
He form'd a dividing rule:
8. He formed scales to weigh;
He formed massy weights;
He formed a brazen quadrant;
He formed golden compasses
And began to explore the Abyss
And he planted a garden of fruits
9. But Los encircled Enitharmon
With fires of Prophecy
From the sight of Urizen & Orc.
10. And she bore an enormous race
poem by William Blake
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Song
WHEN the warrior returns, from the battle afar,
To the home and the country he nobly defended,
O! warm be the welcome to gladden his ear,
And loud be the joy that his perils are ended:
In the full tide of song let his fame roll along,
To the feast-flowing board let us gratefully throng,
Where, mixed with the olive, the laurel shall wave,
And form a bright wreath for the brows of the brave.
Columbians! a band of your brothers behold,
Who claim the reward of your hearts' warm emotion,
When your cause, when your honor, urged onward the bold,
In vain frowned the desert, in vain raged the ocean:
To a far distant shore, to the battle's wild roar,
They rushed, your fair fame and your rights to secure:
Then, mixed with the olive, the laurel shall wave,
And form a bright wreath for the brows of the brave.
In the conflict resistless, each toil they endured,
'Till their foes fled dismayed from the war's desolation:
And pale beamed the Crescent, its splendor obscured
By the light of the Star Spangled flag of our nation.
Where each radiant star gleamed a meteor of war,
And the turbaned heads bowed to its terrible glare,
Now, mixed with the olive, the laurel shall wave,
And form a bright wreath for the brows of the brave.
Our fathers, who stand on the summit of fame,
Shall exultingly hear of their sons the proud story:
How their young bosoms glow'd with the patriot flame,
How they fought, how they fell, in the blaze of their glory.
How triumphant they rode o'er the wondering flood,
And stained the blue waters with infidel blood;
How, mixed with the olive, the laurel did wave,
And formed a bright wreath for the brows of the brave.
Then welcome the warrior returned from afar
To the home and the country he nobly defended:
Let the thanks due to valor now gladden his ear,
And loud be the joy that his perils are ended.
In the full tide of song let his fame roll along,
To the feast-flowing board let us gratefully throng,
Where, mixed with the olive, the laurel shall wave,
And form a bright wreath for the brows of the brave.
poem by Francis Scott Key
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Wanted man
Form in the drizzle drops, wet, earthy raceway,
monotonous of lights beams, wipers all night,
challenging me, a gray form, a marginal sway,
Race in this forest route, danger rules on sight.
Distant of cloudy forms, enlisted race odd,
a rainy cause, this relentlessness not to deny,
of odds I'm pursuing you, on this earthen road,
racer offspring, I see my life's odds to drive by.
My kind of gray, this asphalts' water border,
margin transforms, I control gearbox shifts,
a mercenary! - Limits of schedule times warder,
an undefined hunting of odds, my revs are swift.
Of even more away you go, a form undefined,
along my motors roaring, relentless, even rhythm,
special routes counting up, motive power's untied,
in heart I encroached of this, unsafe rules hymn.
Wanted man of northerly turbine's eerie music,
strung by myself, following my extended speed,
I wished you never visited this fatalistic choice,
This route will never feel, of anyone to forgive.
Wanted man of myself, of seconds, of opponents,
A struggle, of scope marginal, a clench on steer,
your speech of guidance, well defined words,
from datum, to the race end, no dismay or fear.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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A Flow of Love
Yeah!
Slow and Slow
ye stare
with eyes-
eyes innocent
as doe
Slow and Slow
you emptied
my cup
A cup
of woe
Slow and Slow
ye vanquished
my foes
hidden
inner foes
Slow and Slow
Ye pour
A wine of joy
in a goblet
with glow
Slow and Slow
Ye stamp
my cells
from
head to toe
Slow and slow
Ye weed out
ignorance
with your
divine hoe
Slow and slow
Ye open
petals
of my mind
for glorious show
Slow and slow
you rescued
me from claws
A dangerous
Maya's claws
Slow and slow
you weeded
out my flaws
habitual
mortal flaws
Slow and slow
Ye brought me
under yoke
A yoke
of divine law
Slow and slow
please come
in my life
with your
majestic flow
Because
Our separation
waiting on death row
our rendezvous
hot desert in a
storm of snow
Dr Hitesh C Sheth
26/01/2009
poem by Hitesh Sheth
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Odds And Ends (1)
by Bob Dylan
I plan it all and I take my place
You break your promise all over the place
You promised to love me, but what do I see
Just you comin' and spillin' juice over me
Odds and ends, odds and ends
Lost time is not found again
Now, you take your file and you bend my head
I never can remember anything that you said
You promised to love me, but what do I know
You're always spillin' juice on me like you got someplace to go
Odds and ends, odds and ends
Lost time is not found again
Now, I've had enough, my box is clean
You know what I'm sayin' and you know what I mean
From now on you'd best get on someone else
While you're doin' it, keep that juice to yourself
Odds and ends, odds and ends
Lost time is not found again
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Tribal Convictions
Dance for masters...primitive
Full of colors...offensive
I've just arrived
Like a flash in the dark
My life has been
Lit up like a spark
They turn around the big fire
They sing a song to get higher
I've just got here
To find underbrains
I'll watch their voodoo
That starts the rain
Are there any forces
Are there two faces
Are there some chances
We've never seen...that before
It's what we've been...waiting for
It just arrived
To save our lives
The flying lord
The god of all time
Have no idea....what it thinks
But have no fear...we trust it
It is the leader
Of our sacred wars
Came from the sky
It rules so far
Are there any forces
Are there two faces
Are there some chances
They're searching for something
Something to believe in...
Their convictions
Blood effusion
Is it a crime
Their convictions
Self-destruction
At the right time
Their convictions
Exploitation
Under the sigh
It's gonna be more
It's gonna be war
It's gonna be...
Who's the god
Who's the dog
Who's the dog
Who's god...Who's dog
Who's god...Who's dog
Who's god...Who's dog
Who's god...Who's dog
song performed by by Voivod
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Odds & Ends
I plan it all and I take my place
You break your promise all over the place
You promised to love me, but what do I see
Just you comin and spillin juice over me
Odds and ends, odds and ends
Lost time is not found again
Now, you take your file and you bend my head
I never can remember anything that you said
You promised to love me, but what do I know
Youre always spillin juice on me like you got someplace to go
Odds and ends, odds and ends
Lost time is not found again
Now, Ive had enough, my box is clean
You know what Im sayin and you know what I mean
From now on youd best get on someone else
While youre doin it, keep that juice to yourself
Odds and ends, odds and ends
Lost time is not found again
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Concrete As Your Convictions
The truth of the matter is this...
Your beliefs,
Are only as concrete...
As your convictions.
And if you are not,
Maintaining to keep your beliefs...
Thriving to stay alive,
What is it that you are wishing?
With your quick seeking of a hiding done...
To masquerade in hesitation,
Away from everyone.
Hoping someone will motivate your drive.
To falsely state the importance of your life?
Not only are your convictions lies...
Your disguises can be seen,
By those with clear and opened eyes.
It's unfortunate,
Your own are not opened up just as wide.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Running Away
Ya running and ya running
And ya running away.
Ya running and ya running
And ya running away.
Ya running and ya running
And ya running away.
Ya running and ya running,
But ya cant run away from yourself
Cant run away from yourself -
Cant run away from yourself -
Cant run away from yourself -
Cant run away from yourself -
Cant run away from yourself.
Ya must have done (must have done),
Sometin wrong (something wrong).
Said: ya must have done (must have done),
Wo! sometin wrong (something wrong).
Why you cant find the
Place where you belong?
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do (running away);
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do (running away);
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do (running away);
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do (running away);
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do (running away).
Every man thinketh his
Burden is the heaviest (heaviest).
Every man thinketh his
Burden is the heaviest (heaviest).
Ya still mean it: who feels it knows it, lord;
Who feels it knows it, lord;
Who feels it knows it, lord;
Who feels it knows it, lord.
Ya running and ya running
And ya running away.
Ya running and ya running
And ya running away.
Ya running and ya running
And ya running away.
Ya running and ya running
But ya cant run away from yourself.
Could ya run away from yourself?
Can you run away from yourself?
Cant run away from yourself!
Cant run away from yourself!
Yeah-eah-eah-eah - from yourself.
Brr - you must have done sometin -
Sometin - sometin - sometin -
Sometin ya dont want nobody to know about:
Ya must have, lord - sometin wrong,
What ya must have done - ya must have done sometin wrong.
Why you cant find where you belong?
Well, well, well, well, ya running away, heh, no -
Ya running away, ooh, no, no, no,
Im not (running away), no, dont say that - dont say that,
cause (running away) Im not running away, ooh! (running away)
Ive got to protect my life, (running away)
And I dont want to live with no strife. (running away)
It is better to live on the housetop (running away)
Than to live in a house full of confusion. (running away)
So, I made my decision and I left ya; (running away)
Now you comin to tell me (running away)
That Im runnin away. (running away)
But its not true, (running away)
I am not runnin away. (running away) /fadeout/
song performed by by Bob Marley
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We Are Defended By Those We Do Not Know The Names Of
WE ARE DEFENDED BY THOSE WE DO NOT KNOW THE NAMES OF
We are defended by those we do not know the names of -
And when one is killed
We know the name for a moment,
Before leaving the long memory to the family-
A few it is true – special heroes-
Have stories and names that remain through the years.
But mostly the dead are anonymous
And the wounded and the injured too.
And a country and a people goes on in freedom-
While in this family or that
Which we will always pray we will not be among
Pain and Loss Forever.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Grace
How much, preventing God! how much I owe
To the defenses thou hast round me set:
Example, custom, fear, occasional slow,
These scorned bondmen were my parapet.
I dare not peep over this parapet
To gauge with glance the roaring gulf beelow,
The depths of sin to which I had descended,
Had not these me against myself defended.
poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Career Suicide
Vindiction bleeds you
From every pore
Until hope runs out
Until my feet leave the
Floor
The first trance of
That too familiar feeling
Smiles and daggers
Hearts are bleeding
Don't say no
I'll soon know
[chorus]
Convictions see you through
Are you all you know?
Your faded costume is
Wearing thin
Was there no comfort in
Your own skin?
You always were slow
Learner inside your ugly
Living lies
Tell yourself that
Next time you cry
Don't go
Don't go
Don't go
Don't do it
song performed by by Kittie
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Pride Comes Before A Fall
The great one does not last a champion in his prime
He lost to a younger man with some help from father time
The years had left him slow time takes care of us all
He defended his pride but pride comes before a fall.
And even what a difference five or six years can make
To keep on keeping on for him a big mistake
He should have called it quits a couple of years ago
For the money he kept going though the years had left him slow.
Once feted and admired but that was in the past
And he too had his day and nothing ever last
He went down rather tame to one that he once would beat
And for one proud as he there is no pride in defeat.
The beaten one this time he has called it a day
Though perhaps six years ago he should have given his game away
But his pride kept him going wisdom never was his friend
And his glory day for him one might say at an end.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I felt traditions were fading away
I felt traditions were fading away
Today, it is all about
Fast, easy, and gaudy
It destroy customs
It was time to give something back
To ensure the transmission
Of ancient art form
Was handed down
By the old Masters
In its integral form
To be recited at it's best
Royal poetry has always been a mystery
What do the royals read?
No one really knows
Royal poems relate
To their individual art
Culture, and ceremonies
It is formed differently
And recited distinctively
poem by Ahmad Shiddiqi
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You Bet Your Life
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Just another hunter, like a wolf in the sun
Just another junkie on a scoring run
Just another victim of the things he has done
Just another day -- in the life of a loaded gun
The odds get even -- you name the game
The odds get even -- the stakes are the same
You bet your life
Just another winner, pours his life down the drain
Just another island in a hurricane
Just another loser, like a cat in the rain
Just another day -- in the path of a speeding train
The odds get even -- you name the game
The odds get even -- the stakes are the same
You bet your life
Anarchist reactionary running-dog revisionist
Hindu muslim catholic creation/evolutionist
Rational romantic mystic cynical idealist
Minimal expressionist post-modern neo-symbolist
Armchair rocket scientist graffiti existentialist
Deconstruction primitive performance photo-realist
Be-bop or a one-drop or a hip-hop lite-pop-metallist
Gold adult contemporary urban country capitalist
Just another gypsy with a plastic guitar
Just another dancer with her eyes on the stars
Just another dreamer who was going too far
Just another drunk -- at the wheel of a stolen car
The odds get even -- you name the game
The odds get even -- the stakes are the same
You bet your life
song performed by by Rush
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