Civilization Cyclic Changes
pacific decadal oscillation
song craft introspection
earth rich sonic textures
seed powerful varied forces
future echo fury devastation cycles
storm ecstatic melancholies
remarkable golden civilizations
spectrum sonic sung experiences
beautifully crafted melodic songs
erupts volcanic tsunamis waves
tornado thunderstorm supercell storms
mega earthquakes chaos collapses
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Sonic Reducer
I don't need anyone, don't need no mom and dad
Don't need no good advice, don't need no human rights
I got some news for you, don't even need you too
I got my time machine, got my 'lectronic dream
Sonic reducer, ain't no loser
Got a sonic reducer, sonic reducer
People out on the streets, they don't know who i am
I watch them from my room, they are just passing by
I'm not just anyone
I got my time machine, got my little 'lectronic dream
Sonic reducer, ain't no loser
Sonic reducer, sonic reducer
I'll be your bearer soon, love on some cotton doom
Things will be different then, the sun will rise from here
Then i'll be ten feet tall, then you'll be nothing at all
I got my time machine, got my little 'lectronic dream
Sonic reducer, ain't no loser
Sonic reducer, sonic reducer
Sonic reducer, sonic reducer
Sonic reducer, sonic reducer , sonic reducer
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Not Quite Sonic
Not yet sonic
But I'd like to reach the point
Where I can say
Yes I am
But it always seems to be
About sensibilities
And not who's listening
No I'm not quite sonic
What's real in the art school
What's real in the white room
This yet to tell my conscience
Who to trust my thoughts with
Or who to love
You're oh so sonic
So and so fantastically boring
You're a fashion whore
Being real is one thing
Being nothing is something
But at this point
There's something wrong
Chemically expensive hair
Money that we wear
Will get us what?
It kinda makes you think
Only animals
Are friends... surreal friends
Truly sonic
The sights
They're embryonic
See what you want
I'm not quite sonic
The sounds
They're quadraphonic
Semi-moronic
Not quite sonic
song performed by by I Mother Earth
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Love Tropical Thunders In Breath Heartbeats
violent thunderstorm overhead storm rages
soul vibrates ripples echoes in rolling thunderclaps
thunderclaps explode sonic drumbeat booms
poem by Terence George Craddock
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When Earth Is Sun Baked Exposed
rock when earth is sun baked
exposed so quickly blessing rain
can turn into supercell storm devastation
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Heralded Mega Earthquakes
epidemic season of mega earthquakes
is pending waiting sweeping continents
overdue earthquakes building pressure
global mega faults finally ready to snap
major cites sitting prone fear quake faults
awaiting dreading pending big one victims
suffer shock mega earthquakes tomb bencher
centuries massing weights reaper sprung trap
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Water Too Little Too Much Drought Or Flood?
too much water
does not sour
exhausted air
hot oven heat waves
wither grasslands crops
dry out vein riverbeds
but too much supercell water
may flood vast stretches of land
drown the air in torrential rain
water spirits must soar into the air
evaporation must seed rain clouds
not excessive thunderstorm heavy
poem by Terence George Craddock
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But really important, perhaps most important is the craft; how you make your record, the creation of these sonic worlds you want your listener to hear.
quote by Duncan Sheik
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Each member does whatever they want with the song and it totally changes it from whatever idea I hear around it. It turns it into a Sonic Youth song and completely away from it being a solo song.
quote by Thurston Moore
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Cars Hiss By My Window
The cars hiss by my window
Like the waves down on the beach
The cars hiss by my window
Like the waves down on the beach
I got this girl beside me
But shes out of reach
Headlight through my window
Shinin on the wall
Headlight through my window
Shinin on the wall
Cant hear my baby
Though I called and called
Yeah, right, woo!
Windows started tremblin
With a sonic boom
Windows started tremblin
With a sonic boom, boom
A cold girlll kill you
In a darkened room
Yeah, woo, ride, ride on, weooooo!
Wawa, eooo!, oooo, owa, owaaa!
Wa, waaaaea!, ooo, wa, wa, wa, wa, waa!, uh-huh
song performed by by Doors
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A Vicious Cycle
The producers put out products
and excessive waves of sonic
that consume the ill consumers
and that peculate their humor.
poem by Michael Fischer
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Up In Attic
I'm dragging with this melodic symphony...
Hit by timpanis,
And ooops!
When that's done I feel ecstatic!
Oh babe.
Oh babe.
Said...
I'm dragging with this melodic symphony...
Hit by timpanis,
And ooops!
When that's done I feel ecstatic!
Oh babe.
Oh babe.
I see you winking at me,
With your eyeballs going up and down.
I know you're thinking of me,
As a clown you can screw around.
But none of this you're gettin'.
To fit into your mittened fists.
None of this.
'Cuz it's...
Hit by timpanis,
And ooops...
When that's done I feel ecstatic!
Ooops,
Kettledrums on the run...
I know it's gonna 'be' ecstatic.
I'm gonna be ecstatic!
I'm gonna be ecstatic!
I'm gonna be ecstatic!
Me, I'm gonna be, ecstatic!
Gonna pack my bitchin' and leave that ssshhh...
Up in attic!
'Daddy,
Can you turn that music off.
It's too loud!
Why you dressed like that up in there,
everytime mommy goes?
Daddy?
Are you coming out of the closet,
with those clothes? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Midnight Odyssey
Started my midnight odyssey
Pondering some frivolity
Fixated at the storm's sound
Nature's theater in the round
Lightning illuminates the room
Chased by a vociferous sonic boom
Hope it's not a terrible tornado
Rather see a grand rainbow
News said this was to be mediocre
But it has turned into a real soaker
Little woman hasn't moved at all
She'll sleep through the squall
Rain is pelting the window
Adjust this new pillow
Just want to go to sleep
Will the Angel of Death reap?
Tomorrow will be here too soon
Hope we won't need a pontoon
Think I'm sleepy at long last
Lousy weather forecast
poem by Charles Hancock
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A Song Thats Sung..
A song that's sung
tells more than a story
a song that's sung
is sung from the heart
a song that's sung
is a story from the soul
a song that's sung
is the greatest love
a song that's sung
is a give from above
a song that's sung
is an emotion in a melody
a song that's sung
can be whatever you want it to be
a song that's sung
can have a million meanings
a song that's sung
is a diary of emotions...
poem by Emily Summers
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In My Island...
there is no regret having stayed
in this humble land of my
forefathers,
there are no chocolates,
no green money,
nothing of those jumbo hot-dogs
and burgers and hams and sandwiches
no coffee or tea
nothing of those cakes and wheat breads
plain potatoes and dried fish
and staple rice
no earthquakes, no volcanic eruptions,
no tsunamis
i am not stuck in here
we live here
forever.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Political Ripples Sweeping Changes
political misdeeds
may stir up
many kinds
of intent stalkers
hate mail
to fan mail
in excess
everything
has a consequence
paid price
there are those
who will love
to misunderstand
to create
anger resentment
disunity
truth
demands
a voice
God said
do not
be calling
evil good
shock waves
are mega ripples
mega resultant
consequences
politicians
abusing powers
are Tsunami disasters
devastation waves
release energies
sweeping changes
repressed freedom springs
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Relationship Defined In 5 Lines
From its conception in volcanic chaos
Sprouts magnificent spleandour
A creation as beautifull
As a golden beach carresed by perfect waves
That in time will create its own generations of history
poem by Kevin Campbell
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Construction of poverty
Delhi works in chaos to prepare itself for the commonwealth games.A white elephant in making amidst trampling of the poor.the facade of being rich.The pain as the poor struggle to make ends meet in these construction sites which have a absolute inhuman conditions.
The lovely face beyond the rugged curtains
Awakening like a clock dictated
Never a smile in a flood of grimaces
Will there ever be moments to rejoice
In their poverty near the riverbed
Rush for mega dreams cant wait
And hopes for the future are always
Built on speed and tears and
Amidst tales of sweat, burns and blood
Trampling on them their bare bodies
A naked struggle a thankless sacrifice
For the ecstacy of sports and finicky guests
Of a mega mask of portrayal of a city
Rich in its progress of the future
In their poverty near the river bed
poem by Nitin Suresh
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I like kind of varied songs, not just the same song all the time. And I thought things like ""Too Sentimental"" is a different thing for us, but it works and we love the way they all came out. There's definitely varied songs on there.
quote by Graham Russell
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Blessing Rain Becomes Supercell Storm
it takes very little
water to make a flood
when ground is parched
rock when earth is sun baked
exposed so quickly blessing rain
can turn into supercell storm devastation
spare sun tortured ground save trees keep sacred
forests mysteries which umbrella moisture ground
with limbs diverse tall oak trees many leaves blessing
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Stones Whisper Tsunami Warnings
cool breeze soft whispers
wise carved sacred words
in ancient spirit tsunamis
marker warning stones
whisper in hot sunshine
heated days summer passing
whisper in ice cold breezes
winter snows seasons passing
whisper in ears of farmers
whisper in ears of artisans
whisper in ears of descendants
whisper in ears of samurai
earthquakes tsunamis
haunt over centuries
flee risk earthquakes
flee to safe mountains
poem by Terence George Craddock
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