Refregerator is crying with drops of tear.I-Ching is changing, too.
overloaded with ghosted straras of closed windows.
Fleshes over-eaten with the craving desires in unknown salt of life
whispering into the realities of nothingness
no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no
no no no no no no
smells of your tatooed skins flying over the roofs of genius's earthern concepts
nobody can touch the skins of games in global settings
do not leave time and space without contemplating on the disapperance of selfhood
mother-son relationship turns into hummanity-based craftmanship
idea is the step to a machinery of conceptualization of wisdom
regregerator is crying with sweats of tatooed skins in the over-loaded burdens of ignorance-oriented worlds
Are we really living
in the phenomenological perceptions of solutions?
Refregerator is crying with world peace projects.
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A Snake
life is covered by a layers of skins-meaning, culture, conversational skills, talks, established education, certificates, friends, neighbours, dignity, concepts conditioned, sociality and liberty
When these skins fall off, one cannot even touch the softest metaphors of communication-light itself for success in life
A snake of life
Poisonous thin layers of knowledge of the world
Ancient wisdom comes back as a river of lost footsteps
In the forest of mindscape
A snake
Layers of skins taking off the airports of body
Now you are a man but not a human installing the humanity you yourself are longing for
A snake losing its tracking lines on earth
New Perceptions Of Mind Personality
I am evolving
to remove cast off
old skins to emerge
in new layers
personality needs
depths to grow
time space
to grow into
new perceptions
of mind personality
body reborn
in God’s image
reborn into
wisdom love tolerance
yes life has that effect
upon us as we grow
those that will not grow
wallow rot in old pig skins
poem by Terence George Craddock
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There come just as many calf-skins as cow-skins to market.
There come as many calf-skins to market as ox-skins.
Oi To The World
Haji was a punk just like any other boy
And he never had no trouble till he started up his oi band
Safe in the garage or singing in the tub
Till haji went too far and he plugged in at the pub
twas a cold christmas eve when trevor and the skins
Popped in for a pint and to nick a back of crisps
Trevor liked the music but not the unity
He unwound hajis turban and he knocked him to his knees
If God came down on christmas day
I know exactly what hed say
Hed say oi to the punks and oi to the skins-
But oi to the world and everybody wins!
Haji was a bloody mess, he ran out through the crowd
He said well meet again we are bloody but not unbowed
Trevor called his bluff and told him where to meet
Christmas day on the roof down at 20 oxford street
If God came down on christmas day
I know exactly what hed say
Hed say oi to the punks and oi to the skins
But oi to the world and everybody wins!
On the roof with the nun chucks trevor broke a lot of bones
But haji had a sword like that guy in indiana jones
Police sirens wailing, a bloody dying man
Haji was alone and abandoned by his band
Trevor was there fading and still so full of hate
When the skins left him there and went down the fire escape
Oi! oi!
But then haji saw the north star shining more then ever
So he made a tourniquet from his turban saving trevor
They repelled down the roof with the rest of the turban
And went back to the pub where they bought each other bourbon
If God came down on christmas day
I know exactly what hed say
Hed say oi to the punks and oi to the skins-
But oi to the world and everybody wins!
If God came down on christmas day
I know exactly what hed say
Hed say oi to the punks and oi to the skins-
But oi to the world and everybody wins!
Oi! oi!
song performed by by No Doubt
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A human being has so many skins inside, covering the depths of the heart. We know so many things, but we don't know ourselves! Why, thirty or forty skins or hides, as thick and hard as an ox's or bear's, cover the soul. Go into your own ground and learn to know yourself there.
quote by Meister Eckhart
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At Peace Within The Soul Of The World
Here, sleeping, at peace within the soul of the world
The abyss of closing lids forbids the clothing of the sun,
Here I am, a story begun in a new heaven blooming
As the moon in feminine virtue pursues the stars in their descent.
They’re dancing now, dancing for us as we are angels
Lost upon a material plain, lost within the labyrinth of our supposed sanity,
Fighting to slay the beast of vanity that clouds judgement out of time.
Deep vibrations are shaking this land to its core.
I can hear it, tearing soulful chunks from the foundations of the valley
The Earth mother is crying, dying at the hands of
Her children frenzied with fear of the unknown.
Acid rain showers are melting the faces of
Business men as they stare uncomprehending at the sky.
The rain gods are angered at the bellowing of toxins
Into their lungs. Vengeance is assured.
Hear now the rain begins as still
The Earth is shaking; the curtains are flying off the rails,
And each in their own world united begins to come to
Terms with the failings of heartfelt aspiration.
What madness it is to be here upon the shelf of indifference,
Understanding the love of our kindred spirit yet at
The same time understanding that we are as and one
The same as that all surrounds us upon his plain.
The Earth shakes, I shake, the Earth loves, and I love.
I am one with the soul of the universe and my heart
Is my ear to the understanding of truth beyond logic.
Three skins are there upon the path to green meadow wandering.
Saliva fluid liquid caress doth bind the skins in their attachment.
Two are there to remain, the third binding in its absence.
Tobacco from the earth is our elemental grounding, burned
By passion enflamed into the air to condense upon the windows pain.
Such love have I of all that may never love me back.
What pain it is at times to be lost within the poets world,
How many lonely nights by the fireplace curled with
Nothing but the whisperings of ancient muses in your ears.
Love have I of those private moments yet to spend the
Present ever thinking of the past is to do nothing but sink.
poem by David Lacey
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Crying
I was all right for a while
I could smile for a while
But when I saw you last night
You held my hand so tight
When you stopped to say hello
And though you wished me well
You couldn't tell
That I'd been crying over you, crying over you
Then you said so long
and left me standing all alone
Alone and crying, crying, crying, crying
It's hard to understand
That the touch of your hand
Can start me crying
I thought that I was over you
But it's true, so true
I love you even more than I did before
But darling, what can I do?
You don't love me
And I'll always be crying over you, crying over you
Yes, now you're gone
And from this moment on
I'll be crying, crying, crying, crying
I'm crying, crying over you
song performed by by Don McLean
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Crying
Roy orbison
Roy: i was all right for a while
I could smile for a while
Kd: but i saw you last night
You held my hand so tight
When you stopped to say hello
Roy: you wished me well
You couldn't tell that
I've been crying over you,
Crying over you and you said "so long"
Left me standing all alone,
Alone and crying, crying, crying, crying
It's hard to understand
Kd: but the touch of your hand can start me crying
Roy: i thought that i was over you
But it's true, so true
I love you even more than i did before
But darling, what can i do?
For you don't love me
Kd: and i'll always be
Crying over you, crying over you
Roy: yes now you're gone
Both: and from this moment on, i'll be crying, crying, crying, crying
Yeah, crying, crying over you
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Chaosed But Normal Life Boat
Gumbled but passioned existence
Accidental sex screwing into the side of the gentlemanlike mood
Hit the target of lust pretentiously absolved realities
Blue, black, white -colours are not flying but dying
Tatooed truth trapped in slaved imagination
Human Alchemy
An alchemy, human alchemy
We stole them from their freedom to be sold
To turn their skins of black into the skins
Of brightest gold
An alchemy , human alchemy
We stoked the fires of trade with human coals
And made our purses from the flailed skins of
Purest souls
An alchemy , human alchemy
Other lands became a larder full of all the good things
All we had to do was go and take
Blood the colour rain that grew our wicked harvest
Black the colour icing on our cake
An alchemy , human alchemy
We stole their babes and mothers, chiefs and braves
Although we held the whip, you knew we were
The real slaves
To alchemy , human alchemy
Alchemy , human alchemy
song performed by by Xtc
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Human Alchemy
An alchemy, human alchemy
We stole them from their freedom to be sold
To turn their skins of black into the skins
Of brightest gold
An alchemy , human alchemy
We stoked the fires of trade with human coals
And made our purses from the flailed skins of
Purest souls
An alchemy , human alchemy
Other lands became a larder full of all the good things
All we had to do was go and take
Blood the colour rain that grew our wicked harvest
Black the colour icing on our cake
An alchemy , human alchemy
We stole their babes and mothers, chiefs and braves
Although we held the whip, you knew we were
The real slaves
To alchemy , human alchemy
Alchemy , human alchemy
song performed by by Xtc
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Putting Life Into Man
writing poetry is like
having created a man
and giving him his
eyes, his ears,
his tongues, his skins
and extra sensory
perceptions so that
like music they could
all come into play
in their sequences
to put the life into the man
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Crying
Lyrics and music by roy orbison and joe melson
I was alright for awhile
I could smile for awhile
But I saw you last night
You held my hand so tight
As you stopped to say hello oh you wished me well
You couldnt tell that Id been
Crying over you
Crying over you
When you said, so long
Left me standing all alone
Alone and crying
Crying, crying, crying, crying
Its hard to understand
How the touch of your hand
Can start me crying
I thought that I was over you
But its true, oh so true
I love you even more
Than I did bfore
But darling what can I do?
For you dont love me
And Ill always be
Crying for you
Crying for you
Yes now youre gone
And from this moment on
Ill be crying, crying, crying, crying
Yes crying
Crying
Over you
song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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I Am Crying
I am crying
because something wrong with me.....
i am crying
because no one with me can console me.......
i am crying
because i am scared about loosing a relationship........
i am crying.
because my love is not with me
i am crying
because she could not understand why i am crying........
let me cry
let me cry
i wanna cry and let me cry..........
poem by Rajnish Jena
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Im A Hit That
Baby come and see me, I know you want to see me
The brothers out there fronting that only want to be me
They dont really have it, yo missy you can grab it
So open nice and wide so I can start to stab it
Before I do my duty, really knock the booty
I want to let you know youre a real hot cutie
Baby its time, I gotta go for mine
We can rub a dub or wine wine wine
I can take you up or be very gentle
Whatever you want, cause its all in the mental
See, Im a pour silver, all over your body
Get you real freaky, I know you love it, hottie
Baby, Im a lick you, tell me does it tickle
I wont hit the skins if it smells like pickle
Smooth like butter, though I wont stutter
Sit on my lap if you really wanna
Get with the man who really knows how
To knock the boots, God bless the child
So dont try to front and give me your back
Cause you and I know Im a hit that
Skins, you got em hit it! (repeat 4x)
Man I really love it, yo I really need it
I have a fat jimmy and I have to feed it
Sometimes Im filled with humor, I know a girl named zuma
We hit the sack once, then she started rumors
Telling all the chicks that I was really good
Im big like a train, but Im the man that could
Give you what you need, give you what you want
I guess Im like kenieval, cause yo I love stunts
We could get together, whatever is clever
I used to watch dynasty just to see heather
That was then, and now is now
And if heather ever sees me, shell scream wow
The big man of rap, and even more nosey
Im gonna flip, but yo I got hoes
Dont try to front and give me your back
Because you and I know Im a hit that
Skins, you got em hit it! (repeat 8x)
song performed by by Fat Joe
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Can You Feel It?
Can you feel the voice of an infant’s cry
of thirst and hunger for mother’s arm?
Can you feel the tears on a young girl’s face
that blurred her vision to see an empty bed?
Can you fill the space in a husband’s arms
tightly closed on his chest by her absence?
Why! Why one must destroy a happy home
with a mother and wife so loving now gone?
Is it all about our faith that has to be divided
in groups to prove who’s right and wrong?
Is it all about money, fame, power to conquer
the world and destroy it if they can’t win?
Is it all about the colors of our skins to differ
our cultures and traditions and fight for it?
Or, is it all greed and jealousy to leave marks
or scars in our hearts only to visit the past?
How! How can we forget when we know hate
seethed in one’s mind to do all its caused?
And Why! why can’t we all love and respect
one’s life as it meant to stay until it’s end?
Why? Why?
poem by Efren Petalver Carranza
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Something More
Augustine just woke up with a broken heart
All this time, he's never been awake before
At 31, his whole world is a question mark
All this time, he's never been awake before
Watching dreams that he once had
Feed the flame inside his head
In a quiet desperation of the emptiness he says
There's gotta be something more
Than what I'm living for
I'm crying out to you
There's gotta be something more
Than what I'm living for
I'm crying out to you
Augustine, all his fears keep falling out
All this time, he's never been awake before
Finding out his old dreams aren't panning out
All this time, he's never been awake before
And he's mad to be alive
And he's dying to be met
In a quiet desperation of the emptiness he says
There's gotta be something more
Than what I'm living for
I'm crying out to you
There's gotta be something more
Than what I'm living for
I'm crying out to you
Hey, I gave it all away
Nothing I was holding back remains
Hey, I gave it all away
Looking for the grace of God again
There's gotta be something more
Than what I'm living for
I'm crying out to you
There's gotta be something more
Than what I'm living for
I'm crying out to you
There's gotta be something more
Than what I'm living for
I'm crying out to you
There's gotta be something more
Than what I'm living for
I'm crying out to you...
song performed by by Switchfoot
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Im Crying
Are you loving him just the way,
That I loved you when you walked away?
Whoa, Im crying, crying.
Do you need him just the way,
That I needed you when you left that day?
Whoa, Im crying, crying.
Crying, crying.
Do you think that hes so glad[? ],
Do you think he loves you so?
Do you think that hed be mad,
If you never come on home?
Im crying, crying, crying.
Now my days are spent in sin[? ],
Now that you are loving him.
Whoa, Im crying, crying.
If you suddenly realize,
That hes not the one to spend your life with,
Whoa, Im crying, crying.
Crying, crying.
song performed by by Kinks
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Cryin'
I was all right for a while
I could smile for a while
Then I saw you last night
You held my hand so tight
When you stopped to say hello
You wished me well, you couldn't tell
That I'd been crying over you
Crying over you
Then you said so long and left me standing all alone
Alone and crying
Crying, crying, crying
It's hard to understand
That the touch of your hand
Can start me crying
I thought that I was over you
But it's true, so true
I love you even more than I did before
But darling, what can I do?
You don't love me, and I'll always be
Crying over you
Crying over you
Yes, now you're gone
And from this moment on
I'll be crying, crying ----- over you
song performed by by Don McLean
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