The Secret (Roswell 1947)
On a warm summer day, I glanced at the sky,
On July 8th,1947, I saw a circle-like object a high,
Intent to search our world, the unidentified flying object,
A so-called encounter against humanity, the search project,
The object was shot by national security due to fright,
The object burned to bits before the dawning of night,
It landed in the desert in New Mexico, Roswell 1947,
But were the intent made for evil? it could’ve came from heaven,
The closed minds of humanity, justified by force,
Instead of letting nature and fate take it’s course,
On July 8th 1947, in Roswell New Mexico, I still remember,
The broken pieces that lay in the sand glowing from embers,
Humanity scared of chaos, confusion and disease,
Humanity, the naïve, that uses violence rather than perceive,
I still remember, the metallic pieces with the pink light code,
But forever government hiding what really happened so nobody will know,
Money the greed, that steals the knowledge of an event surreal,
Never will the world see the sky under steel,
Hidden tapes, and confidential info to keep for themselves,
Info humanity that would want to experience from ourselves,
Humanity has a right to know what really occurred,
Only I can spread what really happened, a true story preferred,
I still remember, when the sky was split by that bright beam,
The opening of the skies with neon seams,
Perceived as a loss of control, or a crash to the earth,
Perceived as a natural disaster in nature rather than mirth,
But it was a sight to see! Only can we imagine what the secret is worth,
It was then July 8th,1947, that the sky was a pattern of girth,
As it flew in a curve like motion, a pattern of its own,
This flying object that flies from the unknown,
But what makes Roswell 1947 different than any other event,
Why is the incident in Roswell 1947 publicity bent?
But I can still remember looking into those black eyes,
I can still remember the sensation I felt as the creature slowly died,
I felt a sense of sorrow for the black eyed creature, empathy,
A creature that proved no bad intentions, I felt sympathy,
A creature with a fairly large head, a small body, and black eyes,
The same creature that was a pilot of the UFO that split the sky,
Forever, must you really know what happened in Roswell,
But never will you see what really occurred,
But maybe again we’ll experience an event when the sky dispearse.
poem by Kurt Kacich
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Object
You know you turn me on
Eyes so white and legs so long
But don't try to talk to me
I won't listen to your lies
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
Sophisticated smile
You seduce in such fine style
But don't try to fool me
'cause i can see through your disguise
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
But i don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objection
To you touching me there
Object object
Object object
Object object
Object object
You know just what to do
Lick your lips
And i want you
But don't try to hold me
'cause i don't want any ties
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
But i don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objections
To you touching me there
You're just an object object
Object object
You're just an object
song performed by by Cure
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Origins
The plaster continues to crumble
It's because of the light!
That blasted light!
I see the floors are sinking in
In the derelict of light.
I am a creature of comfort
Because of the light!
Oh, that blasted light!
Lavish me in the finest of things
Without the curse of the light.
The horror within is now revealed
Why, because of the light.
Oh, that blasted light!
And with the darkness, my beauty is healed.
Because of the light, oh the light.
Do you find I have cause to lie?
Yes, I do.
It's because of the light!
For all that my soul is suffering
And I am a creature of night.
I am a creature of comfort
I am a creature of fright
I'm a creature of sensual pleasure
I'm a creature with just one little bite.
I am a creature of legend
I am a creature of night
I'm a creature that stalks in the shadows
I'm a creature that hides from the light.
I am a creature unwanted
I am a creature with might
I'm a creature seduced by the hunger
I'm a creature of mischief and rife.
I am a creature so sadly
I am a creature, that's right
I'm a creature without soul
As low as it goes
I'm the creature to end your life
poem by Maura Herboldsheimer
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Origins
The plaster continues to crumble
It's because of the light!
That blasted light!
I see the floors are sinking in
In the derelict of light.
I am a creature of comfort
Because of the light!
Oh, that blasted light!
Lavish me in the finest of things
Without the curse of the light.
The horror within is now revealed
Why, because of the light.
Oh, that blasted light!
And with the darkness, my beauty is healed.
Because of the light, oh the light.
Do you find I have cause to lie?
Yes, I do.
It's because of the light!
For all that my soul is suffering
And I am a creature of night.
I am a creature of comfort
I am a creature of fright
I'm a creature of sensual pleasure
I'm a creature with just one little bite.
I am a creature of legend
I am a creature of night
I'm a creature that stalks in the shadows
I'm a creature that hides from the light.
I am a creature unwanted
I am a creature with might
I'm a creature seduced by the hunger
I'm a creature of mischief and rife.
I am a creature so sadly
I am a creature, that's right
I'm a creature without soul
As low as it goes
I'm the creature to end your life
poem by Katherine Clark
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Men In Black
Hohh
Here come the men in black
Its the mibs uh here come the mibs
Here come the men in black men in black
They wont let you remember
Nah nah nah
The good guys dress in black remember that
Just in case we ever face to face and make contact
The title held by me mib
Means what you think you saw you did not see
So dont blink be what was there is now gone
The black suits with the black ray bans on
Walk in shadow move in silence
Guard against extra terrestrial violence
But yo we aint on no government list
We straight dont exist no names and no fingerprints
Saw somethin strange watch your back
Cause you never quite now where the mibs is at
Uh eh
Here come the men in black men in black
Galaxy defenders oho oho oho
Here come the men in black men in black
They wont let you remember
Aha aha
Now from the deepest of the darkest night
On the horizon bright light enters sight tight
Camaras zoom on the impending doom
But then like boom black suits fill the room up
With the quickness talk with the witnesses
Hypnotizer neuralizer
Vivid memories turn to fantasies
Aint no mibs can I please
Do what we say thats the way we kick it
Dya know what I mean
I see my noisy cricket get wicked on ya
Were your first last and only line of defense
Against the worst scum of the universe
So dont fear us cheer us
If you ever get near us dont jeer us were fearless
Mibs freezin up all the flack
Whats that stand for men in black
Uh eh
The men in black
The men in black
Let me see ya just bounce it with me
Just bounce with me
Just bounce it with me
Come on let me see ya just slide with me
Just slide with me
Just slide with me
Come on let me see ya take a walk with me
Just walk with me
Take a walk with me
Come on and make your neck work
Now freeze
Ohhhhhoh
Here come the men in black men in black
Galaxy defenders ohh ooohh
Here come the men in black men in black
They wont let you remember oh nohh
Alright check it
Let me tell you this in closing
I know we might seem imposing
But trust me if we ever show in your section
Believe me its for your own protection
Cause we see things that you need not see
And we be places that you need not be
So go on with your life
Forget that roswell crap
Show love to the black suit cause
Thats the men in
Thats the men in
Here come the men in black here they come
Galaxy defenders galaxy defenders
Here come the men in black oho here they come
They wont let you remember wont let you remember
Here come the men in black ohh here they come
Galaxy defenders oho oho oho
Here come the men in black
They wont let you remember
song performed by by Will Smith
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Much That I Remember About You
I remember you
I remember the first time I saw you
Looking up and there you were, an angel on earth
It occurred when I didn’t expect it, wasn’t looking
Seeing you and thinking that you were pretty
Seeing you and wondering why, afterwards, I
Remember you more now
I remember your voice
I remember the first time I heard and it enchanted me
Dulcet tones playing hypnotic music disguised as a woman’s voice
It happened in conversation, in the harmony of all you spoke
Hearing the coy happiness in the words we shared
Hearing the smile in your tone so that I
Remember your voice now
I remember your eyes
I remember the first time I became lost in them
How it was a time when our eyes met in more than just a glance
It happened in a moment, together with you
Seeing in your eyes more than just a casual interest
Seeing in your eyes myself and us which is why I
Remember your eyes now
I remember your skin
I remember the first time I felt the touch of your skin
When your fingertips brushed mine in flirting invitation
It flashed in a moment, skin to skin
Feeling the electricity of your touch, your skin against mine
Feeling the heat passing between us as I
Remember the feel of your skin now
I remember how you made me feel
I remember the first time I admitted to myself
What I felt for you was more than just friendship
It came in a moment, talking with you
Realizing that every thought of you made me smile
Realizing that each smile made me
Remember even more how you made me feel
I remember why I fell for you
I remember this all the time now
The memory comes in thoughts, your voice, your eyes
It happens in every moment these days, loving you
Knowing that what happened between us is a good beginning
Knowing that we could be much more always helps me
Remember constantly why I fell in love with you
poem by David Terry
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A silente creature
The silent creature
populates the human
minds
A silent creature
is invisible but
reliable and fizzy
This creature is
silent because she
needs to be
understood, refined and
she wants a
lot of aids
A silent creature
is an explosion
of life
To be a
silent creature is
a fresh and
wonderful sensation
A silent creature
is an angelical
messenger
She is a
happy, ancient, colorful
and vital imagine
A silent creature
tells many different
and interesting stories
Sometimes the silent
creature deceives to
defeat the racism
A silent creature
is defenseless from
the not curious
A silent creature
is a desirable
but desperate and
suspicious person
A silent creature
can be an
alter ego
She is a
guide of dignity
and human values
poem by Laura arwen
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Our Apocalypse
Looking back through my life,even in the happiest times ,that I can remember,there were evil factors , watching, or waiting,for the balance to weigh ,in its favor,as it is in the way of the world,if ,all of humanity becomes corrupt ,with greed and hatefulness,for itself,if there is no more good left in humanity, when all is Evil,we shall see our apocalypse.
poem by Troy Michael Harmon from My mind (24 January 31), translated by Troy Harmon
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Our Apocalypse
Looking back through my life,even in the happiest times ,that I can remember,there were evil factors , watching, or waiting,for the balance to weigh ,in its favor,as it is in the way of the world,if ,all of humanity becomes corrupt ,with greed and hatefulness,for itself,if there is no more good left in humanity, when all is Evil,we shall see our apocalypse.
poem by Troy Michael Harmon from My mind (24 January 31), translated by Troy Harmon
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Use Money wisely,
Use Money wisely,
I grieve for your judgement,
It's a warning,
Use money wisely,
It has a Spirit,
It has value,
The vegetation Kingdom,
The Earthly Kingdom,
We worshipped in the Streets,
In the Churches,
The monetary Value,
The taste of this society,
It made the world go round,
Most creeping creature's say about this,
But it's a lie, no maybe true,
This is what we perceive,
We be very excited about money,
The Gold, the Silver, all these,
But Heaven that is to come from Christ,
The mainstream never searched,
Look within you,
Who will take you to Heaven, ?
It's not the Conmen,
Not the masses,
Or the Dollars,
You will carry your callous heart,
Maybe the ignorant soul,
The prodigal son must find a way,
Maybe a solution,
How will the cypher be complete, ?
Turn blessing's more of a burden, ?
Do not be too much excited over success,
Or the Compliance soul,
Designated for fun and wrongly using,
The investment of money for humanity,
Money, honey of Humanity,
Save it, No use it wisely,
Imagine a world of not getting,
Not spending,
How we waste each other,
Getting and spending, ?
I
poem by Maxim Muyu
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Before I Forget
Go!
Stapled shut, inside and ouside would and I'm
Sealed in tight, bizzar but right at home
Claustrophobic, closing in and I'm
Catostrophic, not again
I'm smeared across the page, and doused in gasoline
I wear you like a stain, yet I'm the one who's obscene
Catch me upon all your sordid little insurrections,
I've got no time to lose, and I'm just caught up in all the cattle
Fray the stings
Throw the sheathes
Hold your breath
And listen!
I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
I'm ripped across the ditch, and settled in the dirt and I'm
Wiggled like a stitch, yet I'm the one who's hurt
Pay attention to your twisted little indiscrestions
I've got no right to way, I'm just caught up all the battles
Locked in flesh
Pushed in place
Hold your breath
And listen!
I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
My end
It justifies my needs
All I have to do is delay
I'm given time to evade
The end of the road is my end
It justifies my needs
All I have to do is delay
I'm haven't time to evade
THE END OF THE ROAD!
I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, OH!
song performed by by Slipknot
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Some Day I Won't Remember
Some Day I Won't Remember
How you smell or how you look
Some Day I Won't Remember
All the pieces of me you took
Some Day I Won't Remember
What it was like to kiss you in the rain
Some Day I Won't Remember
All the tears and all the pain
Some Day I Won't Remember
The feel of your skin
Some Day I Won't Remember
All our secrets and our sins
Some Day I Won't Remember
Staying up late at night to cry
Some Day I Won't Remember
That vivid blue-green color of your eyes
Some Day I Won't Remember
The passion that we used to share
Some Day I Won't Remember
What it felt like to have you there
Some Day I Won't Remember
The precious sound of your beating heart
And when that some day comes
I will entirely fall apart
poem by Tatianna Rei Moonshadow
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0011 How Rilke might have translated Bashó on poetry
Be solitary.
Love solitude, and don’t look for poetry;
don’t seek what former poets sought;
see what is still and changeless;
see also what is changing;
be filled with the true nature of things – mountains, rivers, trees, grasses, falling blossoms, the scattering leaves,
and, yes, humanity too, its true nature –
and the universe will become your companion.
So your solitude will be full of the universe;
and you will watch, unmoved, the reality
and the vacuity of the world.
Concentrate your thoughts, in solitude,
on an object, on each object;
in this concentration,
the space between oneself and the object will disappear,
and the essential nature of the object can be perceived.
Then be quick to express it, while it lives for you;
say quickly what is in your mind;
as a woodcutter fells a tree, or
a swordsman leaps at his enemy, or
as you cut a ripe watermelon with a sharp knife,
or take a large bite at a pear;
this immediacy will be the life of your poem,
for nature will write the poem for you.
The language may be untrue;
but it will live with the truth.
You may feel that writing so quickly,
you may always fail; but pay no attention;
know no other thing than writing poetry;
let it make you penniless, if that is
what it needs, to speak itself.
Then, in your solitude,
which is so full of everything,
the poetic spirit will lead you wherever you must go,
make you a friend of nature,
and every form of existence will reveal
its individual feelings to you –
which are similar to those of men;
and all things, you will know, have their fulfilment.
In this solitude, your mind will be undistracted;
and then, enlightened by nature itself,
you may return to the world,
with a lightness of being, and poems
as light as looking
at the sandy bed of a shallow river;
as a tree untouched by the axe,
seemingly useless,
vulnerable to wind and rain,
at ease in itself.
Like a poet.
(This text is Bashó's advice to a poet. But the medieval Japanese poet and the modern European poet seem to be so close in their search for essence, for being, that some of Bashó's phrases have the same ring as Rilke's own advice to a young poet. I have tried to bring this out discreetly..)
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Gaia’s Plan
Please, don’t sweep the leaves away –
Their essence gives to life’s decay.
Never hack the flowers down –
Their colours bless the laughing clown.
Now why the mowing of the lawn?
The severed grass will lie forlorn.
Let our flora live undressed,
Or under Man, will toil repressed!
I, the tree of standing still –
Erect and proud, and stout of will,
Aglow with motley bark of earth –
Advance my roots for all they’re worth,
Internalising Nature’s bowels
To snag the devil, tweak his jowls
And pull his hairs from whence they grow!
I’ll destroy his pagan show
Of Homo sapiens’ disrespect!
The humble ape must reconnect
With Gaia’s plan!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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Clintonobamanous
Something strange has developed.
A creature able to interchange
Both its sex and its name came.
With a power so intense...
It would sit and steam,
To gather its own wits!
That is how powerful the force,
It had over the unsuspecting villagers!
The ones who could, at first sight...
Make no sense of it!
Out of the darkened shadows it appeared.
And as it neared,
Not one of the villagers had minds that were clear.
They fought a leader blinded by arrogance.
Blinded by a need to sustain an ego...
Dressed by greed to deceive.
And as rumors of this creature spread across the land,
Few thought this was idle gossip.
Yet the whispers grew louder...
As the winds of it began to drift towards them.
Removing rusted visions no one could withstand.
And this creature...
Having the head of a woman.
Having the strength of a man.
Shocked those staring.
Shocking all who stood to stand!
And an old man cheered...
As the children to it ran!
'Clintonobamanous', this creature roared!
'Clintonobamanous', you will not ignore!
And on the fields...
Every hint of a 'bush' hiding misdeeds kept secret,
Lifted from the surprising eyes...
Who knew their lives would forever be changed!
Clintonobamanous came to reign!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's really questioning where humanity is going, and is there a place for the way we perceive things now? Does that have to remain the same? Is anything constant? The world is constantly evolving, as is humanity. It's really about evolution and taking charge of humanity's next step.
quote by James McAvoy
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I have always recognized that the object of business is to make money in an honorable manner. I have endeavored to remember that the object of life is to do good.
quote by Peter Cooper
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I'll remember
I'll remember the pain,
not just what I felt but you as well.
I'll remember the smile that would've brightened
the world.
I'll remember the cry that would've
been your first scrape.
I'll remember the eyes that
would've been the windows to curiousity.
I'll remember the dreams I
would've made come true for you.
I'll remember all the things
I stole from you.
I'll remember...that I killed you.
poem by Toynia Edmond
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Living Off The Land
remember how we planned, to just live off the land
just the love 4m each other was our only need
money was just an object for those full of greed
recalling the days of our youth.all we needed was love n truth
remember how we would just lay around and plan
how we could just live off the land
ly on the dirt, that covered the earth
beneath an old oak tree.......just us snuggled 2gether
so happily....planned on living like that 4ever
looking high into the sky
to the stars twinkling so bright..bathing in the river by moonlight
or taking a walk along a beach
hand in hand
looking into the never ending sea
walking barefoot in the crystal sand
or resting in a field
picking berries for a meal
running and playing through the rows
where the corn grows
money was an object meant.......for greed
love was the only thing spent....it was our only need
then we grew up....and faced reality
poem by Krissi B'williams
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Jesus Was A Man
JESUS WAS A MAN
HE WAS BETTER THAN YOU OR I
AND THEY DIDN'T TELL HIM
NO THEY TELL HIM
YOU DIDN'T KNOW
HITLER WAS A MAN
HE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO ANYMORE
EVERYBODY SAID SOMEONE ELSE
BUT THEY KNOW THAT IS A LIE
YEAH, GANDHI WAS A MAN
HE TOOK THE MILLIONS AND GAVE THEM MORE
WE ALL ADORE
I SAID IT LONG AGO WHEN THE SITUATIONS SCREAM SO TRUE
ALL OF IT WAS LONG AGO IN HUMANITY
SO CLIMB OUT OF THE CRADLE AND SHOW YOURSELF
TO THE REST OF HUMANITY
'COS I TOLD YOU LONG AGO EVEN THOUGH YOU KNOW YOURSELF
AND ALL YOU THOUGHT WAS TRUE, SO TRUE, TOO TRUE
THE PIECES OF YOU
LITTLE PIECES, LITTLE PIECES OF YOU
OHLITTLE PIECES OF ME AND YOU
JESUS WAS A MAN
HE WAS BETTER THAN YOU OR I
NO ONE TOLD HIM, NO ONE KNEW
HITLER WAS A MAN
YOU KNOW IT
IN HUMANITY TO MAN
PIECES OF YOU
LITTLE PIECES OF ME AND YOU
OHOH
LITTLE PIECES OF ME AND YOU
OHOHOH
MY GUITAR DOESN'T WORK
I WANNA PLAY A SOLO!
Submitted by Michael Hack
song performed by by INXS
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On the way from Chicago, I spent the summer of 1947 in Ottawa, helping to build the first of a series of econometric models for the Canadian government.
quote by Lawrence R. Klein
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