9/11: after so much manipulation, only the absurd remains credible!
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However Absurd
Ears twitch, like a dog, breaking eggs in a dish.
Do not mock me when I say this is not a lie.
Its funny thing, half serious, with our hands on our ears.
Living dreams with mouths ajar, wide awake, we go to sleep.
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
Something special between us, when we mmade love the game was over.
I couldnt say the words, words wouldnt get ny feelings through,
So I keep talking to you...
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
Custom made dinosaurs, too late now, for a change.
Everything is under the sun, but nothing is for keeps...
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Manipulation Got You Tripping
Lead me on then, tell me whatever you want me to know, yeah just tell it to me, I'll will absorb it, I'm so dumb I will remember it
Manipulation got you tripping
Oh for real, we going to do that and that and go here and there and be together forever
Manipulation got you tripping
Did all this and that, thought I was doing all the right things to make things straight for us Manipulation got you tripping
Dang for real, oh yeah, all this time this was only gonna lead to this and me feeling sick Manipulation got you tripping
Oh that was cold, got me here while you over there talking to him
Manipulation got you tripping
Alright, it is what it is then, I guess I ain't wanted here no more
Manipulation got you tripping Well yo gat damn, time to be the Nupe I am and wake up my fans
Manipulation got you slipping, cause now I'm dipping
poem by Coker George
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Defenseless Against Critics
As long as your stature remains credible,
I will defend you.
And nothing you do...
In my eyes,
Will be regrettable.
As long as your ideals remain upfront,
Without the pulling of stunts...
That initiates the beginning of a witch hunt.
I will defend you.
That's what I will do to prove my loyalty is true.
I am not one quick to leave when the heat gets hot.
I am not one to flee from a good thing I've got.
I'll even accept mud thrown in my face...
If that's what it takes,
To keep you and I protected in a safe place.
As long as your stature remains credible,
I will defend you.
And nothing you do...
In my eyes,
Will be regrettable.
And regardless of what others may say,
I've been with you too long...
To be chased away.
This I have proven over our time spent together.
And you know this.
How many times have you healed my wounds?
When I came to you,
Defenseless against critics.
To become even stronger...
As if it was meant for us together to stick with it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Basically what they're saying is, if you want to be on TV, if you want to be a credible candidate, you've got to buy ads. And if you're not buying ads, you're not a credible candidate, we don't cover you.
quote by Robert McChesney
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Propaganda, to be effective, must be believed. To be believed, it must be credible. To be credible, it must be true.
quote by Hubert H. Humphrey
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To be persuasive, we must be believable; to be believable we must be credible; to be credible, we must be truthful.
quote by Edward R. Murrow
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To be persuasive we must be believable; to be believable we must be credible; credible we must be truthful.
quote by Edward R. Murrow
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Part Of The Creator
It is absurd to think about the part of the creator
He is the sole judge, care taker and arbitrator
I think it will be too much to think about father of the universe
When tons of praises may be less even if we pray from verses
It will be mere imagination on our part
Some of the universal actions stop or start
It has nothing to do with our thinking
Even if we have some means or little inkling
If we go by any standard of thinking in reality
The human beings are bestowed with very good quality
That is power of judgment and arguments in favor or against
Simultaneous to go in for and deliberately insist
What is he if we carefully analyze and weigh
It will be arrow in dark even if shot by and thought naïve
What it ahs to achieve other than raising the controversy?
This does not, in any way, lower the power of almighty
God has given us the beautiful earth to live and enjoy
It may depend how best use we make of it with joy
How can we leave it to him whether he enjoys or grieves?
When everything is left to you to believe or not to believe
We are mechanics of old junkyard factory
We laugh at little gain and still worry
Somebody’s death makes us to feel sorry
Think of self as donkey for all the burdens to carry
No one has encountered him face to face
But many might claim to have seen in some cases
Yet that impulse has not been delivered to anybody
And as such remains shrouded in mystery with everybody
It can appease some people claiming to be from intelligent class
No one may land credible ears and allow it to pass
As it has no standing or relevance in the topic
The truth remains as hard material and forms basic
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In 1930s mysteries, all sorts of motives were credible which aren't credible today, especially motives of preventing guilty sexual secrets from coming out. Nowadays, people sell their guilty sexual secrets.
quote by P.D. James
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We live in a time which has created the art of the absurd. It is our art. It contains happenings, Pop art, camp, a theater of the absurd ... Do we have the art because the absurd is the patina of waste...? Or are we face to face with a desperate or most rational effort from the deepest resources of the unconscious of us all to rescue civilization from the pit and plague of its bedding?
quote by Norman Mailer
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Sceptical
In the beginning was the word.
A statement patently absurd.
This is the message we receive
from priests who think we should believe.
If there were none to speak or hear.
It is not credible I fear.
The myths and legends multiply
but always fail to satisfy.
My avid curiosity
I simply can’t believe you see.
I think the truth is no one knows
nor ever I will I must suppose.
Why can’t these learned men confess?
they know no more and often less.
Than those who they attempt to teach.
Some knowledge is beyond their reach
and must remain a mystery.
This is the only certainty.
To which I have become resigned
but I will keep an open mind.
I’m sceptical that is quite true
but so I think my friend are you.
18-Dec-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The basic tool for the manipulation of reality is the manipulation of words. If you can control the meaning of words, you can control the people who must use the words.
quote by Philip K. Dick
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Happiness and the absurd are two sons of the same earth. They are inseparable. It would be a mistake to say that happiness necessarily springs from the absurd discovery. It happens as well that the feeling of the absurd springs from happiness.
quote by Albert Camus
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The Effects Of It (Delusion Meant)
In the midst of delusion meant,
To question truth...
Today I've come to realize,
What has been taught in one's life...
To keep emphasized,
Has nothing to do...
With a collective reality at all.
Manipulation!
The effects of it.
How that is done and to whom...
Is the basis of establishing fact!
If a successful manipulation is done,
Anything can and will be believed.
And the higher one's paycheck gets...
Dancing plums,
Assisted by a few marching candycanes...
With a few talking Christmas trees.
Targeting the right marketing done...
Is reality enough,
For anyone seeking an escape.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Fan
this is a fan
in the manipulation of my hands
her hands hold another fan
making the signals of
our tryst
this is another fan of hers
for my manipulation
this will give the signals too
what time
where and when
and then we fan ourselves together
much to the dismay of
those who still think that this world
spins
because of love alone
no
there are other reasons which lust knows
apart from the reasons
of the propriety of an intimacy
there is this emptiness that must be filled
at least temporarily with the desires of the body
the curiosity of he mind
the button-less reality
of holes and bones and quivers
of the flesh
i am into this and you call me
quits.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It May Not Be In Good Taste
A manipulation of space...
Is performed with decisions made,
Who will or will not...
Occupy it,
With an influence to make.
It is like a game of marketing,
To sell a product to feed.
It may not be as nutritious as others,
But an attention given to it...
Is definitely guaranteed.
A manipulation of space...
Is performed with decisions made,
Who will or will not...
Occupy it,
With an influence to make.
The same is applied,
To those who supply what becomes demanded.
It may not be in good taste.
However...
A repetition solicits a need with no limits.
And it may not be what the people wish.
But if a rating is given to it...
Whatever it is will be on everyone's lips.
With an unresisted craving.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Remains Unseen
The hate that tears at my brain
Remains unseen to you
The self loathing and the pain
I'm swinging at the end of my rope,
If you only knew
I am lost without a hope,
There's nothing I can do
Oh.
I don't want to live this day
It's getting harder every day,
To face what I've become
The fear of what I have become
Remains unseen to you
A heart that's just gone numb
Remains unseen to you
I just want to close my eyes
And pretend this isn't true
Throw my hands up to the skies
There's nothing I can do
Oh.
This feeling of helplessness
And despair remains unseen to you
It's the cross that I must bear,
But it remains unseen to you
I dwell in a twisted reality of hate,
Remains unseen to you
Ugly thoughts, you cannot relate,
So I'll remain unseen to you
song performed by by Unseen
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She Devils
When she devils fight with such venom, to intervene would be just pissing in wind. There scorn creates those horns. Their jealousy turn them solid red. And with all the bickering you wonder if the if its worth it. From the manipulation words to physical fights its so absurd. Their are the victims of their own creation. Look in the mirror and meet your maker. Not so pretty is she. But yet they strut as if they got all right stuff. A sick, morbid, and twisted sense of self confidence. Your who their parents were and what they did to these poor women. Break the cycle if you can. But do not become part of their alternate ego. Tirading you around like a prom dress that only be worn one night. Theirs something that isn't right. Its like a hydra for if you cut the head of the one five more grow in it stead. Its superficially f*cked in head. I watch in horror as I know where this leads next. Boredom follows the suit and then its time for her to move on. Suckers a plenty waiting to be bated and hooked.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Being attractive and being credible can and do go together.
quote by Lisa Guerrero
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