The Homeland Attired In The Chasuble Of Nerves…
A muscle is a muscle, and nothing else,
It is armed forces, power and weapon.
And the nerve of the muscle can
Ascend the mounts of reason…
It resists the power of the assault,
And the invader, too, seems exhausted.
Power is power, and force is force…
It ploughs even the mountain slopes.
A muscle is a muscle, and nothing else,
It is weapon, armed forces and power.
The troops of those muscles,
The muscles themselves
Make a very durable armor.
Muscles protect veins –
The current of life and being,
The willpower’s invisible shield.
The muscle of the heart
Is always on duty,
The pendulum of breath
Never tires out,
And the sound nerve
Encourages and inspires
All the virtues and merits
Of the universe…
A muscle is a muscle, nothing else.
The muscular world storms and rages,
And the sensitive wave of blood
Drills even the leaders and sages.
O muscle, keep awake, keep vigil!
Do not put out the fire of reason!
The homeland attired
In the chasuble of nerves
Quivers, rages and frets…
A muscle is a muscle, and nothing else,
It is armed forces, power and weapon,
And the nerve of the muscle can
Ascend the mounts of reason.
The troops of muscles,
The muscles themselves
Make a very durable armor.
Force is force…
It ploughs even the slopes,
And power is power…
poem by Janri Gogeshvili
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Epic of Life -33
Chase of money, wealth and money power
Lands human being in grief and despair.
The greed for the duo is quite insatiable
To achieve contentment, he can not be able.
Chase of ultimate power too is quite dangerous
The journey for the same is too much perilous.
Near absolute power, may it be money or muscle
Creates optimum enemies ready to him jostle.
Extreme of anything is often disastrous,
The best possible policy suggested Confucious
For mortal beings to adopt path golden middle,
Best it is to eat sugar being an ant little.
Money and also muscle are nodoubt necessary
For every one living to over-come his worries.
Money as also muscle as well as good health
Are means of living n can not be end ultimate.
poem by Ratnakar Mandlik
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Muscle
I got a popeye muscle
Although I'm not a sailor man
And I don't eat much spinach
At least not out of a can.
My name is not Olive
It isn't Bluto either
I know instead of lifting
I should've used a lever.
My popeye muscle looks swell
Just like I've been working out
But it's just the one arm you see
Which leaves a little doubt.
And it may not be clear to you
This was my biggest ordeal
I did it with great fervour
And enthusiastic zeal.
Well I just couldn't ignore it
Or leave it alone
I wouldn't have attempted it
If I'd foreknown.
It was a rockery garden
That I went and made
And because of this garden
My bicep muscle splayed.
poem by Hazel Connelly
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When your goal is to put on muscle mass you must increase your calorie intake as you increase the activity level being given to the muscle.
Overcoming A Writer's Block
Stretch!
If you can't stand up,
stretch as many muscle groups
as possible while
staying seated.
Try tensing and
releasing various
muscle groups.
Starting from your toes,
tense up for perhaps
five to ten seconds
and then let go.
Relax and
then go on to
another muscle group.
Breathe deeply.
Close your eyes;
then,
fill your chest cavity
slowly by taking
four of five short deep breaths.
Hold each breath
until it hurts,
and then let it
out slowly.
Use a calming word
or mental image
to focus on while relaxing.
If you choose a word,
be careful not
to use an imperative.
Don't command
yourself to
'Calm down! '
or 'Relax! '
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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overcoming a writer's block
Stretch!
If you can't stand up,
stretch as many muscle groups
as possible while
staying seated.
Try tensing and
releasing various
muscle groups.
Starting from your toes,
tense up for perhaps
five to ten seconds
and then let go.
Relax and
then go on to
another muscle group.
Breathe deeply.
Close your eyes;
then,
fill your chest cavity
slowly by taking
four of five short deep breaths.
Hold each breath
until it hurts,
and then let it
out slowly.
Use a calming word
or mental image
to focus on while relaxing.
If you choose a word,
be careful not
to use an imperative.
Don't command
yourself to
'Calm down! '
or 'Relax! '
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lets Put The X In Sex
I got a letter just the other day
She sent a picture, but she didnt sign her name
She wore high heels and a little black lace
I knew her body, but I couldnt see her face
She didnt leave a number, not an address or a clue
But something in that photograph reminded me of you
Baby, lets put the x in sex
Loves like a muscle and you make me wanna flex
Baby, lets put the x in sex
Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye
I got a call in the middle of the night
Heavy breathin never sounded quite so nice
She said oh yeah, I wish that I was there
I asked who was calling, but she wasnt playing fair
Sometimes you gotta suffer for the pleasure that you seek
Youre beggin for an eyeful but you only get a peek
Baby, lets put the x in sex
Loves like a muscle and you make me wanna flex
Baby, lets put the x in sex
Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye
I heard somebody knockin so I opened up the door
She wore a hat, shades, and a trench coat
Wasnt wearin that much more
She said she knew my secrets but I didnt have a clue
Then I saw those black lace panties and I knew that it was you
Baby, lets put the x in sex
Loves like a muscle and you make me wanna flex
Baby, lets put the x in sex
Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye
Lets put the x in sex
Loves like a muscle and you make me wanna flex
Baby, lets put the x in sex
Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye
Lets put the x in sex
Loves like a muscle and you make me wanna flex
Baby, lets put the x in sex
Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye
Lets put the x in sex
Loves like a muscle and you make me wanna flex
Baby, lets put the x in sex
song performed by by Kiss
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Who is Bold?
Who is bold?
The one who accepts one’s mistake,
Confesses one’s crime, owns one’s word
And does not flee the failure.
The one who calls a spade a spade,
Speaks truth in dame form, keeps words,
And shares others’ concerns.
Will power, muscle power or money power
Are of no use to manifest your boldness.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Save The Planet
The man 'cross the street he don't move a muscle
Though he's all covered in dust
When constitutions of granite can't save the planet
What's to become of us
With a painted restraint I don't move a muscle
Though a turbine roars
If the bathwater's clear and my ear's underwater
It's a tolerant hum from the core
Sleep's beckoning from the depths
From the cracks and from the crevices
Join the army of ghosts
The murmurs in the mist
That's when the powers of observation
Come to the periphery town
And we carry their water
We don't make a sound
And after gaining our resignation
The come through the chain-link fence
You only enemy's panic
Your only chance is to start making sense
Sleep plunging into deeper debt
Into bunkers and black minarets
On a geyser of ink
A morning voice faint and yet
And it sounds heroincredible
Sound that makes the headphones edible
Awake affiliated and indelible
The man 'cross the street he don't move a muscle
Though he's all covered in dust
Says constitutions of granite can't save the planet
What's left to captivate us
What's left to captivate us
What's left to captivate us
What's left to become of us
song performed by by The Tragically Hip from Phantom Power
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Pangalay Dance
Pangalay dance
my first time to dance
has given me muscle pain
and has given me that little joy
when you held my hand
when I stumbled down
during practice
and, oh!
I almost wanted
to keep my hands
not be washed.
Pangalay dance
has given me muscle pain
but my heart was overjoyed
because my instructor
....was you.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Force Behind The Power
(stevie wonder)
Since the beginning of all lifes beginnings
Right at the very dawning of the sun
Any and everyone had cause and reason
For in good all good is done
Now down in every heart there are two forces
One is for the wrong, ones for the right
But never do you have to fear with this as armor
For good always wins the fight
Whats that force behind the power that wakes you each day
Whats that force behind the power that chases eavil away
Whats that force behind the power that puts a smile on your face
It is love, pure love, it is love
In every book of truth it has been written
That we are measured by the things we do
If for the good of all is what you like doing
Then all that good will come to you
That doesnt mean you have to be a rich man
You could be a person living on the street
But if you give but only words to lift someone higher
Then a heart of gold is what you will be
Whats that force behind the power that wakes you each day
Whats that force behind the power that chases eavil away
Whats that force behind the power that puts a smile on your face
It is love, pure love, it is love
Whats that force behind the power that makes you willing to share
Whats that force behind the power that for a lost soul youre there
Whats that force behind the power thats not to busy to care
It is love, pure love, it is love
Not trying to preach about it, but no one can do without it
Whats that force behind the power that will lend a hand
Whats that force behind the power when others cant yes you can
Whats that force behind the power its greater than any man
It is love, gods love, it is love
Whats that force behind the power that tears walls down of hate
Whats that force behind the power that is never too late
Whats that force behind the power that forever will wait
It is love, gods love, it is love
song performed by by Diana Ross
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The Onslaught Of Time (Fading Love)
My muscle memory fades
With the onslaught of time
That is...
My muscle memory of you
Inside my dwindling arms
Your soft skin grows hard
Hard to remember
As my heart follows suit
On this wintry night
My emperor butterfly kiss
Once guided by the wind
Gets returned nowadays
Because lamentably
It can't find its way to you
And neither can I
But I'm the one who's lost
Lost without you here Love
I miss you!
poem by Michael Fischer
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Dick Cavett T.V. Interview (1970)
Janis it's a shame you couldn't do an up tune for us but I liked that one.
Later in the show.
Yeah, maybe later we'll be talking too. You're really shot after, after a number, let alone
a whole evening I would think.
Yeah, yeah.
You tell me you kind of collapse after a show ?
Well, I'm used to it because I'm so turned on by doing one that it's hard to do, it's hard to stop after one to tell you the
truth, because it just makes you wanna do more.
Your engine is revved up ?
Yeah, sort of!
I know all the hip expressions, you see. Your engine is revved up.
You're a real swinger, I can tell by your shoes, man!
Wait a minute, Janis, Janis. These were good enough for my grand-father, they're good enough for me.
I had a lot of trouble, last week I, er, it wasn't that tune, we opened with another tune and I tore a muscle.
I heard about this. You tore a mussel somewhere near Maryland. Er ...
It was closer to home than that!
Well, er ...
But I played forty minutes, man! I did forty minutes!
Yeah, but how do you, how do you tear a muscle singing, was it from the exhaustion or ...
No, I went ... like that.
You actually, literally tore a muscle ... I mean like that ...
Every time, it hurt.
Could you feel it go ?
Yeah.
Phew!
Yeah.
What do they do, do they set a muscle or do they tape you up or something ?
They told me to keep still.
Janis you wrote that tune that you were just singing like we just agreed to ask about. You er, you wrote the first tune,
right ?
I wrote the first tune. It's, er, yes I did, it's ab
song performed by by Janis Joplin
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To All The Disciples Of Pain
come to me, for i will be your teacher
of pain, and lots of its kinds,
nuances and
variations,
come to me and i will teach you
how to dissect pain
identify its flesh and bones
muscle to muscle
cartilage to cartilage
nerve to nerve
to the tiniest cell of this pain
in all of us
we study this pain
we learn what is it really
this pain, like the way how we dissected the
frog nailed before us still alive
numbed & dead in chloroform
we see how the frog breathes
how we skin it how we see how it ceases
to have pain
after all is done
we throw the frog away in some trash can
after we have deprived it of its skeleton
bleached like a blank stare
we ask ourselves how do we
look at it eye to eye
without pity
as we prick it with a long shining needle
deep to its backbone
and then we remember
how pain dissipated in strong chloroform
how we ourselves inflicted it
without any feeling at all
now shall we blame ourselves
having pain ourselves when we ourselves love to inflict them
in frogs in mankind in the person that we also claim to love?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Muscles
(michael jackson)
She said she wants a man
To always understand
But thats alright for her
Still it aint enough for me
She said she wants a guy
To keep her satisfied
But thats alright for her
But it aint enough for me
Still, I dont care if hes young or old
(just make him beautiful)
I just want someone I can hold on to
I want muscles
All, all over his body
(make him strong enough from his head down to his toes)
I want muscles
All, all over his body
(make him strong enough from his head down to his toes)
They say they have to see
His real personality
But thats alright for them
Still it aint enough for me
I need what the eyes can see, ah
(his anatomy)
If thats alright for them
Still it aint enough for me
I dont care if hes young or old
Just make him beautiful
I just want some strong man to hold on to
I want muscles
All, all over his body
(make him strong enough from his head down to his toes)
I want muscles
All over his body
(make him strong enough from his head down to his toes)
Muscle man, I want to love you
In person, I want your body
Come with me, hiding the cascades
Let this be, weve got this thing made
Lost at sea, hide the desert
Stay with me, you wont regret it
Take this love, so deep to swim in
Come to me, and let the love in
She said she wants a man
To always understand
But thats alright for her
Still it aint enough for me
I dont care if hes young or old
(just make him beautiful)
I just want someone I can hold on to
I want muscles
All, all over his body
(make him strong enough from his head down to his toes)
I want muscles
All over him, all over him
I want muscles
All, all over his body
I want muscles
I want all I can get
All over him, all over him
I want muscles, muscles, muscles
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Prayer is the slender nerve that moves the muscle of omnipotence.
quote by Martin Farquhar Tupper
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AE01 i could be fish
i felt power of fish
when i touched one
it's all muscle, solid
swimming work out
wonder keep growing
breathing air-water
fins design to go forward
that could be for escaping
from bigger fish of going
against flow or riding current
amazing how they sleep
do they have dreams to keep
poem by Manonton Dalan
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Little Goody Two Shoes
You can take a powder, you can take a drink
You can keep the shrink and the kitchen sink
You can write my name in heaven in invisible ink
Just leave a feeling when theres no time to think
Little goody two shoes is here to clinch
You can miss by a mile or you can miss by an inch
Dont move a muscle, baby, dont even flinch
Or little goody two shoes will feel the pinch
You can tear me under, you can give me lip
You can tear me over, you can give me the slip
You can take off everything or tear me off a strip
With a bullet in the chamber and another in the clip
Little goody two shoes is here to clinch
You can miss by a mile or you can miss by an inch
Dont move a muscle, baby, dont even flinch
Or little goody two shoes will feel the pinch
Just when you thought you got what you deserved
Just when its time to stop trying
A voice says, boy, have you got a nerve--
Why do you have to keep crying and crying?
You can take me outside, you can take me apart
You can take me upstairs, you can take me to heart
You can take the decision that its time to depart
Dont try to stop me when you told me to start
Little goody two shoes is here to clinch
You can miss by a mile or you can miss by an inch
Dont move a muscle, baby, dont even flinch
Or little goody two shoes will feel the pinch
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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I could feel his muscle tissues collapse under my force. It's ludicrous these mortals even attempt to enter my realm.
quote by Mike Tyson
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I Promised You War
So high to the mighty clouds above yourself
Upon the steed of the highest horse in wealth
Of a higher esteem born of self rewarding
Imagining the people of your rigged election
Voted yourself in upon rules of your creation
Take the hands from your hips when hoarding
With these mountains I moved
With bloodied fists I proved
Your every vein and soul I can sever
There is nothing I couldn’t deliver
I promised you war
‘til every muscle was sore
I promised you war
And you wanted more
Cannot be so long for the hearing ‘til deaf
All I ever ask is to be left instead of bereft
Please do tell your voice to stop speaking
Soon so very soon it all becomes so clear
When your sails find no fair winds to steer
No ones hand to catch your eternal falling
With these mountains I moved
With bloodied fists I proved
Your every vein and soul I can sever
There is nothing I couldn’t deliver
I promised you war
‘til every muscle was sore
I promised you war
And you wanted more
I promised you war
‘til every muscle was sore
I promised you war
But you always want more
poem by Vision Ghost
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It is not by muscle, speed, or physical dexterity that great things are achieved, but by reflection, force of character, and judgment.
quote by Marcus Tullius Cicero
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