A Digital; Truth
1) Puppets are innocent and beautiful.
2) Because they are real puppets.
3) Because they are made of nature.
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Dance, My Little Puppets
dance, my little puppets
dance for me
dance, my little puppets
and you shall see
dance, my little puppets
the truth you seek
dance, my little puppets
the truth i will speak
dance, my little puppets
set your soul free
dance, my little puppets
dance for me
dance, my little puppets
the truth you find
dance, my little puppets
do not hide
dance, my little puppets
dance for me
dance, my little puppets
truth is a lie, cant you see
dance, my little puppets
dance for me
dance, my little puppets
dance to see
dance, my little puppets
start to begin
dance, my little puppets
this is the end
poem by Sandy Nobody
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The sad thing is, when it comes to diet, is that even when well-intentioned Feds try to do right by us, they fail. Either they're outvoted by puppets of agribusiness, or they are puppets of agribusiness.
quote by Mark Bittman
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Alone
I was walking on the street lonely
obsessed with the people stalking calmly
Every one staring at me like an alien
never had an idea of me making such a big mistake
but never my life was at stake.
Looked back, looked back but nothing
except the gaze as I never made the stage.
Never had a puppeteer nor the puppets
unlike you puppets my life was not in cage
bonded by the desperate relationships. everlasting love?
poem by P. Ashok Kumar
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Easy To Know, Difficult To Practice!
We are nothing,
It is truth of Truth that
We are nothing, when compared to infinite wisdom around,
Infinite mass, infinite energy, infinite phenomena, infinite number of infinite knowledge on infinite topics around,
we were that puppets play on the stage,
Are we puppets and helpless, lifeless puppets?
No we are living puppets!
Puppets in the hands of destiny,
Is it true?
Nay, we are puppets in hands of our own desires and deeds,
Our own brilliance and folly!
If man's soul is in nature,
then he has to protect it from danger,
But a mind polluted by careless and reckless ego,
How can he keep environment clean?
If trees are cut recklessly, man will build his own cross!
If man's soul is in nature he has to conserve it,
Mountains and trees are his soul that bring the rain and abundance of life!
Harvest that, what one sow,
Cause and affect that follow,
one who think he is deep, somewhere he is shallow,
Somehow time will prove where he is hollow!
Knowing that he is nothing,
the baseless ego,
Useless he exist as a worm,
Sometimes as helpless as chained dog we lament,
As baseless as moving shadow,
One is free to act, but not free from effects,
So let us use this Freewill to know ourselves and live upto that,
Knowing oneself is easy and effortless,
But live accordingly is difficult,
Let us first eat for our life and not live to eat!
Let us become carefull in action,
Cautious, yet casual steps,
Save us from fall,
save us all,
with our green friends,
we live long!
Nothing is not that nothing,
but is Everything!
we learn to live as we are,
Without desires or expectation,
Not in the memory of past,
Not in anticipation of unborn future,
Let us live as if we are angels,
Lord of the universe dwell in us,
We live and work for him,
Knowing our nonexistent ego,
Get to the base of truth,
Let us be gods existing,
Representative of Almighty God,
Serene, kind, ever loving,
Honest and punctual,
Knowing our duties, performing well,
Rightfully exercising our right and might!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Puppets
human beings are like puppets
but
puppets are human beings
now.
Present moments are the door to your life.
Children are so used to seeing puppets that when they see a real ventriloquist they don't understand it.
quote by Paul Winchell
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Guardians
Were living in our units
And one thing we can do is
Work for a life without a fate
We dont pay any taxes
But the state is the axes
Of our minds without love without hate
We have a higher order
No one needs to be a hoarder
Our society is such a glorious thing
In our centers we can dream of
Anything you never think of
You cant say we are puppets on a string
Our minds are kept so clean
Checked up on a screen
Theyre holy men, theyre saints
Without them we might all fail
We dont know war and crime
Things of ancient times
We just see it if we put on video
The blue pass is for my life
And the red ones for my wife
Its the only thing we really need to show
There are still some without rules
But I tell you, theyre all fools
The guardians will find them as weve seen
We got banks where we freeze them
They get new brains screwed in then
And act contrarily to what they have been
With new minds made so clean
Checked up on a screen
They will be the saints
Without them we might all fail
Chorus guardians of our lives
Protect security
They turn the key and they step in
Controlling you and me
Guardians of our lives
Take care eternally
Chorus
Puppets on a string
Puppets on a string
song performed by by Helloween
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Why Surprised?
After democracy slash capitalism
has installed aided dictatorship
in foreign focus interest country
after dictator has turned upon
brutally suppressed own people...
why are you surprised puppet dictator
suddenly turns upon bites hand that fed?
Is this not the nature of true megalomaniac?
Distempered dictator dislikes taking orders.
Your psychopathological puppets condition
characterized by delusional fantasies wealth
power omnipotence tortures kills opposition.
Consider your puppets obsession with grandiose
trinkets extravagant distractions actions ruthless.
Did history not warn with enough dark parallels?
The word megalomania derived from the Greek
words megalo meaning large and mania meaning
madness frenzy; were these not warnings enough?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The savior who wants to turn men into angels is as much a hater of human nature as the totalitarian despot who wants to turn them into puppets.
quote by Eric Hoffer
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This Is The Politics In My Country....
every one is fond
of puppets in a string,
one master puppeteer
throws mud to another master puppeteer
a watcher never likes
a puppet on a string
and wants to see the face
not of the prince puppet
but the manipulator of the
puppet behind a stage
in the dark,
no one likes to be a puppet,
but everyone here is a puppet
no one likes to be himself then
but everyone here is
themselves all puppets in a string
the king that you see there
has a puppeteer
the king who loves a queen
is not really the king but the puppeteer
i like not to be anyone's puppet
so you see
listen to me, it is really really bad
to simply be
a poet.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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God you have made beautiful nature.
God you have made beautiful nature,
Everywhere I go I Creature,
On the mountainous region,
We have lot of adventure.
God you have made beautiful nature,
Trees are cutting down to make furniture,
You are so much big nature,
We are like miniature.
God you have made beautiful nature,
Don't ever take it as a lecture,
Cause I am not a teacher,
Otherwise mother earth's heart will fracture
poem by Mukta Sawant
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Screaming Mannequins
Eyes huddled in fear,
That paralyzing fear in front of bullets mercilessly sprayed,
Deep sprayed by the cruelty, which must be feed up
With victims,
Those defenseless victims of hate,
That dreadful hate, which is fed up with love
As well as
Pleasure is fed up with pain,
That extreme pain, which embellishes the madness,
That round madness like a cold moisturized rosy-red,
Rosy-red ring-shaped patches, a giant Quincke swelling
And a boisterous cooling noisy breathing,
Snorting breath like groaning a song,
A love song for the dance of death,
A painful death for the warm puppets,
Beautiful puppets becoming cold wax mannequins,
Bleak mannequins screaming in their red rain
Of feelings,
Red feelings coloring their sad moments,
Cool moments of winter fires
In caves of shadows.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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When I was a kid, I never saw a puppet show. I never played with puppets or had any interest in them.
quote by Jim Henson
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Seconds
It takes a second to say goodbye,
Say goodbye.
It takes a second to say goodbye,
Say goodbye, say bye bye where are you going to now?
Fall, rise and . . . fall, rise and . . .
Lightning flashes across the sky,
]from east to west you do or die.
Like a thief in the night,
You see the world by candlelight.
Fall, rise and . . . fall, rise and . . .
In an apartment on times square,
You can assemble them anywhere.
Held to ransom, hell to pay,
A revolution everyday.
U.s.s.r., d.d.r., london, new york, peking.
Its the puppets, its the puppets who pull the strings.
Say goodbye, say goodbye.
It takes a second to say goodbye,
Push the button and pull the plug, say goodbye.
Fall, rise and . . . fall, rise and . . .
Theyre doing the atomic bomb,
Do they know where the dance comes from?
Yes theyre doing the atomic bomb,
They want you to sing along.
Say goodbye, say goodbye.
song performed by by U2
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As long as Muslims were confident they could not be defeated, but now we are just puppets.
quote by Abu Bakar Bashir
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We are only puppets, our strings are being pulled by unknown forces.
quote by Georg Buchner
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lovemaking
we become shadow puppets
of the fullmoon
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Well, Detroit Institute is kind of a key - probably the largest permanent collection of puppets in the US.
quote by Jim Henson
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few wire-pullers
gaslight well-nigh eight billion
puppets on thin ice
haiku by Dan Costinaş, translated by Dan Costinaș
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Listen Carefully
This is the play of the threat
They will come and kill some of us
And we will kill some of them too
All in self defense
We kill each other, and the hate is rising
We cut each others’ ears
And mutilate innocent bodies
And put on fire the houses
Of our enemies and even neighbors
If we only listen
Someone is laughing
The war is for her benefit
And she is the one who issues the order herself
We have become puppets
And paupers while she and her relatives take the European cruise
Enjoy the banquet
And then reap so many powers because we are blind
And deaf and ignorant of this
Power play
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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